Happy New Year,
I am just sitting in my room, typing away... blogging in the New Year... watching 'The Shield'.
10:00... I went to Hannaford's, rented three movies, but then left them in my cart. Ugh!
I did, however, remember to bring home firewood and a 'chocolate bomb' cake, which I have had two large pieces, YUMMY. I have also had two Jellos, which I love as well. The hubby is reading little man some bedtime stories, just finished about a half hour ago. We went to visit the mother-in-law, and brought her a plant. All in all a quiet, but nice evening with the family.
Happy New Year!
Ok,
I have a headache looking for money to pay for grad school if I get in. Any suggestions anyone?
Ok, I used to be a fan.
What has happened to her? I am certainly not a fan of Trump, to whom I can barely contain myself when my husband watches his show. But Rosie, Rosie, Rosie... What happened to you?
She has been self-destructing, in my opinion, for a long time now. I will hear her talking now, and usually think, Ugh...
I feel like she used to be funny, and now she just seems very mean, for lack of a better word. It is like she came out, and then flipped out. What happened to her?
I know there are better things to discuss... 'the execution', Ford's death, but well....
I just talked to my sister who said she has been reading my blog...
Welcome sister -o -mine! Speaking of sister, this book was also a great one by Jodi Picoult....
Show us something from the 80's.
On to less sentimental issues... I used to LOVE Duran Duran... if you push the YouTube, you can hear it at the website...
How about these graphics? Thanks to P and Nat... Flippy and Mud you must be so proud eh? :)
Ok,
I have finished my four essay questions for USM grad school, and have just edited my personal statement for UNE. Holy shit.
I redid my resume, and am almost finished filling out the lengthy applications, I just need to call some school to get my actual dates that I attended their schools.
Holy Shit.
I have to get two copies of my transcripts from my past schools to the two grad schools. And pay the application fee, then wait for the letter to come.
Holy Shit.
I cannot believe that I am actually doing this. A long time ago I was told that I was stupid, many, many times from people who were supposed to love me. For a long time, I believed them. I thought that because the state 'encouraged'/forced me to sign the papers to leave high school, because they could not transport me from the Children's shelter/jail that I was in for months, that any hope to get myself back on track was gone. I will admit to you all something I never admit out loud, I did not graduate high school, and instead got my GED after being placed in a rather decent foster home, and encouraged by my foster mother.
I thought that I was going nowhere. And now look at me, I am about to apply for graduate school, and I think I have a chance of getting in.
Holy Shit.
I am actually getting choked up here. Hmmmm....
Ok,
I have actually been working on my grad school applications all day, except of course for that nap I took today :-) Wow...
Ok,
So I spent the day, alone, in bed, reading.
It was nice.
I read the new book from Jodi Picoult, The Tenth Circle.
I was thinking that wouldn't it be nice to have a book club of sorts. I don't like the phrase 'book club', perhaps literary discussion group, or whatever. The difference is that we could recycle the books to each other that we have read. I certainly hate the idea of buying books, and then just storing them. I am always willing to give my books to a good home. I know that only a few people read my blog, but what do you think about this idea?
Ok,
So this morning was CRAZY... Kids to get ready for school... cannot find my little precious gals shoe... Running to get to a meeting... THEN... I finally get the kids in the car, and look down... and their is dog crap in my car.
WHAT?
HOW DID THAT GET THERE?
I am looking at it in amazement... and say out loud to my hubby (who is also frantic to get going)... WHY IS THERE DOG CRAP IN MY CAR?
Well I look down at my favorite knee high red boots, and see exactly how it got in my car... UGH! Damn dog... (who has this frustrating habit of crapping where ever he wants to).
So, my hubby cleans up the crap... I run inside to find shoes to go with the outfit (my meeting is starting in less than an hour, and it is far away)... and finally say to myself, SCREW THIS... I am taking the rest of the week OFF.
I call my clients and cancel appts... call my supervisor and.. ::::POOF:::::... I am off... VACATION till Tuesday...
