something that kept me up last night

I think this probably started off as a dream, but at some point I woke up (perhaps only partway) and was very concerned about all of this: Not only was I taking Stats at 4pm, but I was also taking chemistry from someone I don't know at 10am, calculus from Lisa at noon, and a history class from Mark Jantzen at three. What was I thinking? This particular Monday was coming off of an incredibly busy weekend in which I had apparently gotten nothing done for my classes except for Stats. Then, for whatever reason, Monday morning I had to be in some sort of meeting with Monty Graber. When it was over, I discovered it was 3:30! I had managed to miss almost all of my classes and not completed my calculus homework or my history paper during the day like I was planning to. I was kind of freaking out. Like I mentioned, somewhere along the way, I kind of woke up, and this was keeping me awake. I tried to reason with myself that I was only taking Stats, that I'd never missed a class, and that I'm not at all behind in work, but it was still preventing me from sleep. Oh my.

ah, life.

Here is just a little update about life recently. Plus, I cannot stand seeing the awful teeth picture when I come to this page.

My life is currently focused on and consumed by Stats, which I am taking this semester. I am spending so much time on it (e.g., yesterday: five hours; last week three hours each on three consecutive days plus more later in the week). I do not see how people work full time, go to school full time, and have a family. How do they do it? Granted, I am being a much better student for this one class than I probably ever was for any class in my pre-degree days -- doing all of the reading, being very diligent about homework, asking questions. I just really want to do well, and I certainly don't want to screw up my GPA now!

In addition to the addition of Stats to my life, it is also yearbook season, which also adds a lot of work. Unfortunately one of my originally four-member class just dropped it, so I will probably end up doing all of his work in addition to what is required of me as adviser. Not yay.

While I usually have no time for myself, I did take time this weekend. Friday I met up with Kate at Pages for a Misguided Professors concert (of course, I did have to take a hiatus to turn in my Stats homework...long, frustrating story), which was fun. Saturday I took all of the daylight hours for myself and worked out, ate my weight in Indian food at the Passage buffet (so many good dishes that day!), and shopped. I found some good deals, but mostly loved shopping for baby items for the baby shower for my sister-in-law next Saturday. So adorable! Brian invited me to go out for supper with the forensics team, and then after that we both spent the night working -- he studying for a Zoology exam and I at work from 9pm - 1am to meet a deadline. Yesterday, as I mentioned, I spent most of my day on Stats and also helping Brian study. I went to bed much later than I would have liked and am quite exhausted today. I hope for an early bedtime tonight.

Incident I found funny last week: The cat was out roaming around the house and she started to chew on a houseplant, which she knows full well is unacceptable. I got up from studying to chase her away from the plant. Instead of running back into her room like she often does when she knows she's in trouble, she spotted the open door to the upstairs and bolted up there. I followed and shut the door behind me since she is faster and craftier than I and could probably get back down despite my efforts to catch her. As soon as she saw me upstairs, she took off back down the stairs and totally ran into the closed door.

again with the really scary white teeth, facebook!

How many ways will you try to get me to never want your product?

valentine's day lol

This is one of those things that will probably be funny to no one else, but on Saturday I was home alone and found myself laughing. A lot. Because I woke up, looked over the side of the bed and saw this:






















It was like the bear had decided this day was going to suck so he was just going to give up early and put himself in the trash.

While we're at it, this guy is new and could use a name. Because the name on his tag? Bubba Remus? No.

i'm old!

Yesterday I was at the office late, and when I left around midnight, I heard sounds coming from down the hall. I wasn’t alarmed, but I was curious since there are no other offices on my floor and honestly very little traffic. There was group of four boys (boys? college students) standing at the top of the stairs with a box of seemingly random tool-like things. One of them asked me, “Do you know how to get into the prayer room?” (The “prayer room” is a small room at the top of the stairs that used to be a math prof’s office back the the day, for a while was converted to a “prayer room,” and I last saw being used by a student assistant as his personal tennis racquet restringing business room.) I responded with, “You guys have some praying to do?” (knowing that was not their purpose). And was immediately horrified. Because OMG, I was that lame adult trying to make a cool, funny joke. They just looked at me. I mumbled something about “Just kidding,” and said, “No, I don’t know how to get in there,” and left.

i'm mad at my cat: you get one of my dreams

My cat keeps waking us up at night, and it is so frustrating. I don't know what her problem is. The only good thing I can find about being woken up is that it allowed me to recall one of my dreams from last night (kind of uncommon for me). In my dream I was researching some family tree stuff. There was one woman who had quite the large number of children, so I asked one of my relatives about her. "Oh sure," that relative said, "that was Right-Hand Mary!" I was informed that this Mary character was someone married into the family who tragically lost her husband and children. I guess she could have been left on her own to marry someone else, but the rest of the family wanted to keep her in "because she could have children with her right (and dominant) hand tied behind her back." Weird, I know. So they had her marry one of the other brothers and she had a bunch of children, which I for some reason (and some way) made frequency distribution tables for and calculated row percents, column percents, and table percents for (can you tell I was working on stats homework last night?). I was a direct descendant, so thank goodness for Right-Hand Mary! I don't know what my dream world is up to.

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Friends of some acquaintances of ours just lost their 11-month-old daughter to cancer that was diagnosed only about two weeks ago. I don't know them at all, but I started reading their blog after Facebook statuses of my acquaintances listed it, and I'm feeling very sad for the family. How do you even begin to make sense of something like this? I mean, you don't. You don't make sense of something like this. But how do you even begin to recover from something like this?

dear blog (and blog readers),

here is a list of good things from recent days:
- reading a lot of pages of this month's book club book.
- finally picking up the stuff? junk? mom and dad collected for me to take from their house (not the end of it, lest you be fooled) and sorting through it right away instead of just dumping it upstairs like i usually would. also, for condensing what was a large duffel bag, a large box, a shoe box, and a large shopping bag full of stuff into a shoe box, a jewelry box thing, and a very small stack. the rest went into the trash or in et cetera boxes. because i picked up this stuff and sorted through it, i actually held in my hands that note from a boy i said i'd saved; it does indeed still exist.
- moving our new deep freeze out of the living room and into the basement (without really injuring my back or dropping the entire thing and myself on brian while going down the stairs) and filling it with the pork from butchering a few weeks ago and chickens brian's parents have been storing for us.
- ordering our dining room set. i think it's going to be beautiful, and i cannot wait. thanks, mom and dad (and others)!
- spending almost six hours baking cinnamon rolls.
- waking up saturday not feeling as sick and weaning myself off the tussin.
- meeting brian's grandparents for pizza hut buffet for lunch today.