I have been so neglectful of my blog. I do NOT want to even check when my last post was. Goodness me. As you may have guessed, things have been mighty crazy here my wonderful household. This last weekend was very homework ridden.
On Thursday, one of my professors (complete airhead, this one is) decided to announce that we had a 5 page paper due on Tuesday (as in, tomorrow). On what, you may ask? Good question. One that still isn't quite clear to anyone in the class. But oh well, I wrote it. It's done. It may not receive an A, but at least it won't be a zero.
I also have my first biology exam tomorrow. Don't mean to sound cocky, but I'm really not worried about that one.
Oh, and did I mention I have a job interview tomorrow? I'm interviewing for a position within the same company I work for now, but it's a higher pay grade. It's a little bit further away from home than my job now, but I think it'll be worth it. Things have just been way to crazy at my branch.
And to top it all off, Miss Katie Mae has molars. Four to be exact. Three of them were a complete surprise. We hadn't a CLUE they were coming in. But this last one. My goodness. I really wish I could just give her a tranquilizer and wake her up when it's over. Poor girl is just SO miserable.
Good news, though! Katie hasn't had a bottle all day long! I'm so proud of my big girl. Apparently, she gave YaYa and TiJo (That's aunTIE JO-jo) a hard time today because of it, but I really think it was just the combination of the molars and sippy cup. She did wonderful yesterday with mommy and daddy! Maybe she just thinks she can get away with more at YaYa's house (which, of course, she can).
We also bought a new car! Well, new to us. It's a 2006 Mitsubishi Outlander. It's beautiful! 41,000 miles! Excellent condition! AND we got a great deal! Saved about $4500 on it! I do love driving that pretty girl around. I named her Ruby. She's not red, but Ruby just kind of struck me as her name. So there it is. (I think Mike is still confused by it hehe)
Honestly, my brain is fried. I can't think of a single thing left to update!
In that case, my dear friends, I bid you adieu!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Weekend Warriors!
Woohoo! Here are my plans for the weekend:
1) Work today (should be leaving now, but whatevs, no rush) until 2:30. Then we're heading to church (meeting up with my in-laws and our Katie Bug). Post-Church, mommy dearest will be working on homework. (Hopefully, I'll be able to get some of it done at work as well).
2) Tomorrow is nothing spectacular. We'll get some grocery shopping done and then, as long as the homework is done, I'll tackle my new project: reading a non-school book. We'll see how well that goes.
Maybe, just maybe, we'll head to Kohls because, like Ms Joy, we have some gift cards still from Christmas and hubs and I need some new clothes (him more than me).
Visit Living on Trees to check out the Weekend Warriors meme :)
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Pooped.
One word to describe how I feel. Pooped. No better word to describe it.
I'm physically tired - although I've gotten, really, plenty of sleep, I'm still physically exhausted.
I'm mentally exhausted. School is kicking my rear end and, although we got 2 snow days last week, that doesn't mean my workload was any less. It just means I didn't have to drive in the snow.
I'm emotionally wasted. Hubby and I got into a fight on Sunday - a pretty big one. And although things are great now and were great within an hour of the fight, I'm still just spent. I can only liken it to a really tough workout at the gym. You feel it days later, deep in your muscles, but it's a good kind of hurt. The kind that you know is only going to make you stronger.
And lastly, I'm spiritually exhausted. I haven't been reading the Bible. I haven't been praying. I haven't been studying God's word at all. I just haven't been. We didn't even go to church this weekend. We did listen to it, but it's just not the same. You don't get to share the comraderie. You don't get to sit there and watch the words filling people's hearts. You don't get the heavy worship. You don't get any of that.
What I really need is a prayer, a nap, a cup of coffee, and a non-school book.
And, of course, some snuggle time with my Bug. But she's napping right now, so I'll just have to wait a little while until she wakes up :)
I'm physically tired - although I've gotten, really, plenty of sleep, I'm still physically exhausted.
I'm mentally exhausted. School is kicking my rear end and, although we got 2 snow days last week, that doesn't mean my workload was any less. It just means I didn't have to drive in the snow.
I'm emotionally wasted. Hubby and I got into a fight on Sunday - a pretty big one. And although things are great now and were great within an hour of the fight, I'm still just spent. I can only liken it to a really tough workout at the gym. You feel it days later, deep in your muscles, but it's a good kind of hurt. The kind that you know is only going to make you stronger.
And lastly, I'm spiritually exhausted. I haven't been reading the Bible. I haven't been praying. I haven't been studying God's word at all. I just haven't been. We didn't even go to church this weekend. We did listen to it, but it's just not the same. You don't get to share the comraderie. You don't get to sit there and watch the words filling people's hearts. You don't get the heavy worship. You don't get any of that.
What I really need is a prayer, a nap, a cup of coffee, and a non-school book.
And, of course, some snuggle time with my Bug. But she's napping right now, so I'll just have to wait a little while until she wakes up :)
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
SNOW DAY!!!
Ladies and gentlemen, it's a snow day in Chicago.
Now, you may be thinking to yourself, Pssh. Snow day in Chicago. Who cares?!
Uh, hello?! This girl does. I have never, ever, ever in my entire life had a snow day. Not in grade school (that I can remember and, really, what grade school kid doesn't remember a snow day?), not in middle school, certainly not in high school. It took all the way to college for me to get myself a snow day. Can't say I didn't earn it, that's for sure!
Not only is school cancelled (I did go to class today, but they closed the school down at 3pm. Unfortunately, my last class ended at 2. Hrmph.), but the bank I work at closes at 4pm today (unheard of) and quite possibly will be closed tomorrow! AND, since hubby and I work for the same company, we get to enjoy our snow day as an entire family!!!!!
I'm so excited, in case you haven't figured it out.
Once it stops being all blustery out there, I think we're gonna take Katie out for her first snow experience. Yes, that's right, we haven't done that yet. She isn't walking yet so we just figured it'd be lame, just sitting in a pile of snow. But we simply have to get pictures of her in the biggest blizzard we've experienced, certainly as a family, maybe even in our lives. I don't know, I don't have all the facts on that.
Now, you may be thinking to yourself, Pssh. Snow day in Chicago. Who cares?!
Uh, hello?! This girl does. I have never, ever, ever in my entire life had a snow day. Not in grade school (that I can remember and, really, what grade school kid doesn't remember a snow day?), not in middle school, certainly not in high school. It took all the way to college for me to get myself a snow day. Can't say I didn't earn it, that's for sure!
Not only is school cancelled (I did go to class today, but they closed the school down at 3pm. Unfortunately, my last class ended at 2. Hrmph.), but the bank I work at closes at 4pm today (unheard of) and quite possibly will be closed tomorrow! AND, since hubby and I work for the same company, we get to enjoy our snow day as an entire family!!!!!
I'm so excited, in case you haven't figured it out.
Once it stops being all blustery out there, I think we're gonna take Katie out for her first snow experience. Yes, that's right, we haven't done that yet. She isn't walking yet so we just figured it'd be lame, just sitting in a pile of snow. But we simply have to get pictures of her in the biggest blizzard we've experienced, certainly as a family, maybe even in our lives. I don't know, I don't have all the facts on that.
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| Shot of our backyard |
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| I'm not kidding, I JUST got done shoveling. |
Monday, January 31, 2011
Can you list the 7 deadly sins?
Right off the top of my head, I can't. Given a few minutes to write them out, I probably could, but at the moment, the only one that is really sticking out is gluttony.
Oh boy, am I a sinner.
Super short back story: my absolute favorite kind of cake is red velvet. Yesterday, I decided to make red velvet cupcakes. Smaller packages, easier to transport, easier to portion control, yadda yadda yadda.
Last night, I had one cupcake.
Today, after lunch ...
Oh boy, am I a sinner.
Super short back story: my absolute favorite kind of cake is red velvet. Yesterday, I decided to make red velvet cupcakes. Smaller packages, easier to transport, easier to portion control, yadda yadda yadda.
Last night, I had one cupcake.
Today, after lunch ...
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| That's right, that's 2 wrappers. Worst part? I had another one after I took this picture :( |
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Breathe In, Breathe Out
Deep breaths. I keep forgetting to take deep breaths.
This week has been cah-razy!! It was my first full week back to school, with last week pretty much just being introductions, passing out of syllabi, what have you.
Let me tell you, I am exhausted.
I added another class this semester which, reflecting on, maybe I shouldn't have done. Especially not with one of those classes being biology.
Have I mentioned I hate biology? Well, I do. I loathe it. With every fiber of my being. BUT I need life science classes and, well, you tell me what I'm to do if not take biology. Exactly.
But other than school being a tad bit overwhelming, I've slowly begun to feel like I'm drowning.
We found out last week that my grandmother has lung cancer. And we found out this week that it's worse than initially thought. And here is where my struggles begin. I feel heartless. I feel cold. I feel like I should be crying my eyes out because my grandmother has cancer, but for some reason, I'm just not.
Truthfully, behind it all, is my basic mentality. I don't believe in karma, per se, but I do believe you get out of life what you put in. And this goes for health, as well. For the most party, anyway, but more on that later. My grandmother is in her 70s (I believe, don't quote me on this - my grandmother was VERY young when my mother was born. 16 to be exact, so my numbers are always a bit hazy). But she has smoked for over 50 years. Now, I understand back then it wasn't thought of as cancer-causing. Yeah, you coughed, but who cares, right?!
Ugh. Gosh, I don't even know how to work this properly, even though I've gone through it in my head a million times over. I can only feel so much sympathy for someone who has cancer because of a life choice. My grandmother chose to smoke, just like my uncle chose to smoke, and just like I chose to quit smoking. (Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have previously smoked. For about 9 years. And I haven't smoked in 4 years, thank you very much!)
The reason I bring this up now is because today my week got even more difficult. A little back story:
I have this absolutely wonderful customer. We'll call her E. She's an absolute sweetheart. She's in her 40s, lovely as can be. And cute, did I mention cute? Yeah, she's aDOREable. Tiny little lady. I first really got to know her when she confided in me that her one savings account was a secret account, one that she was slowly putting a little bit of money into each paycheck because she was saving up for a [surprise] trip to Italy for her and her husband for their 20th anniversary. Yes, she's that wonderful.
Last year, that all went down the drain. She was diagnosed with breast cancer. The account was no longer to save up for her romantic trip to Italy with the man she loved. It went to saving her life, supporting her family while she was out of work, and, after her cancer went into remission, to donating to foundations to find a cure for breast cancer. Things have been going GREAT for her since then. Small surgeries, little bit of radiation. Didn't even have to have a full mastectomy.
Today, she told me her cancer is back. She's having another surgery next week and will be out of work (with no disability pay) for the next 6-8 weeks. I am absolutely heartbroken. Devastated, even.
But I know that the very best thing I can do for her is pray, which I have been and will continue to do.
I know I don't have very many followers, but if you all could pray for her as well, I would greatly appreciate it.
This week has been cah-razy!! It was my first full week back to school, with last week pretty much just being introductions, passing out of syllabi, what have you.
Let me tell you, I am exhausted.
I added another class this semester which, reflecting on, maybe I shouldn't have done. Especially not with one of those classes being biology.
Have I mentioned I hate biology? Well, I do. I loathe it. With every fiber of my being. BUT I need life science classes and, well, you tell me what I'm to do if not take biology. Exactly.
But other than school being a tad bit overwhelming, I've slowly begun to feel like I'm drowning.
We found out last week that my grandmother has lung cancer. And we found out this week that it's worse than initially thought. And here is where my struggles begin. I feel heartless. I feel cold. I feel like I should be crying my eyes out because my grandmother has cancer, but for some reason, I'm just not.
Truthfully, behind it all, is my basic mentality. I don't believe in karma, per se, but I do believe you get out of life what you put in. And this goes for health, as well. For the most party, anyway, but more on that later. My grandmother is in her 70s (I believe, don't quote me on this - my grandmother was VERY young when my mother was born. 16 to be exact, so my numbers are always a bit hazy). But she has smoked for over 50 years. Now, I understand back then it wasn't thought of as cancer-causing. Yeah, you coughed, but who cares, right?!
Ugh. Gosh, I don't even know how to work this properly, even though I've gone through it in my head a million times over. I can only feel so much sympathy for someone who has cancer because of a life choice. My grandmother chose to smoke, just like my uncle chose to smoke, and just like I chose to quit smoking. (Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have previously smoked. For about 9 years. And I haven't smoked in 4 years, thank you very much!)
The reason I bring this up now is because today my week got even more difficult. A little back story:
I have this absolutely wonderful customer. We'll call her E. She's an absolute sweetheart. She's in her 40s, lovely as can be. And cute, did I mention cute? Yeah, she's aDOREable. Tiny little lady. I first really got to know her when she confided in me that her one savings account was a secret account, one that she was slowly putting a little bit of money into each paycheck because she was saving up for a [surprise] trip to Italy for her and her husband for their 20th anniversary. Yes, she's that wonderful.
Last year, that all went down the drain. She was diagnosed with breast cancer. The account was no longer to save up for her romantic trip to Italy with the man she loved. It went to saving her life, supporting her family while she was out of work, and, after her cancer went into remission, to donating to foundations to find a cure for breast cancer. Things have been going GREAT for her since then. Small surgeries, little bit of radiation. Didn't even have to have a full mastectomy.
Today, she told me her cancer is back. She's having another surgery next week and will be out of work (with no disability pay) for the next 6-8 weeks. I am absolutely heartbroken. Devastated, even.
But I know that the very best thing I can do for her is pray, which I have been and will continue to do.
I know I don't have very many followers, but if you all could pray for her as well, I would greatly appreciate it.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Peek-A-Boo!
I'm popping back in for a moment to just update everyone a bit, since I haven't posted last week.
I have been consumed. That's the best word for it. Consumed and exhausted. It's not even 11pm and I am typing this out through droopy eyelids.
I have to be up at 6 tomorrow for my 8-2 school day (with no lunch break, go me for that awesome scheduling!). This first week has me a bit overwhelmed. I'm realizing just how little free time I truly have. Last semester, I had 4 classes, but they were all concentrated to MWF. This semester, I have classes on all 5 days, which means I am GO GO GO MWF, from school to work and then home and on TuTh, I am just GO GO with long days at school.
I know that by this time next week I'll be a bit more relaxed, because I'll a) understand fully what my professors are expecting out of me for each class and b) have a better grasp on my time management, knowing which days I should focus on which classes, what homework I can do from home and what homework I shouldn't even think about looking at with a child running around.
And that's another thing! Katie's getting ridiculously close to walking and I know that, once that happens, all hell will break loose.
Welp, ladies and gentlemen ... I'm off to dreamland! I'm hoping that Katie will cooperate and sleep through the night again tonight. Or, if she doesn't, that my darling husband who's up playing video games anyway will grab her so I can sleep and not doze during classes tomorrow.
:)
I have been consumed. That's the best word for it. Consumed and exhausted. It's not even 11pm and I am typing this out through droopy eyelids.
I have to be up at 6 tomorrow for my 8-2 school day (with no lunch break, go me for that awesome scheduling!). This first week has me a bit overwhelmed. I'm realizing just how little free time I truly have. Last semester, I had 4 classes, but they were all concentrated to MWF. This semester, I have classes on all 5 days, which means I am GO GO GO MWF, from school to work and then home and on TuTh, I am just GO GO with long days at school.
I know that by this time next week I'll be a bit more relaxed, because I'll a) understand fully what my professors are expecting out of me for each class and b) have a better grasp on my time management, knowing which days I should focus on which classes, what homework I can do from home and what homework I shouldn't even think about looking at with a child running around.
And that's another thing! Katie's getting ridiculously close to walking and I know that, once that happens, all hell will break loose.
Welp, ladies and gentlemen ... I'm off to dreamland! I'm hoping that Katie will cooperate and sleep through the night again tonight. Or, if she doesn't, that my darling husband who's up playing video games anyway will grab her so I can sleep and not doze during classes tomorrow.
:)
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