Fear of the Unknown

So here....

I have tried to get into a University in Northern Texas that has both programs I want. Been trying since 2008 in all reality. For what ever reason know to God, rainbows and cucumbers my transcript got lost in the mail or somewhere or something freakish happened. Oh least we all not forget the acceptance letter to that wonderful place in Louisiana that I almost took and leaped on like a rat on a cheerio. Oh we can all thank honeyboo for that one... THANKS BABE!!!!! I mean that. CRAP lost my head again.. One day it will stay firmly glued on... Anywho, after numerous attempts and one time giving up, for what ever reason something possessed me to try try again. I did about a month ago. Did not tell a single sole, well ok so the dog knew but who is he gonna tell really??? I mean with paws his size, it would be hard to dial the phone or type... Besides he well was sleeping when I did it. So I did. Faxed the correct paperwork, and all that. Got my requests for my transcripts in and what do you know the angels sang and birds chirped and the stars and planets aligned in the right shape of me.. Ok so you get it.

Funny thing how it happened though.........

Driving home with the Eskimo yesterday as the storm was brewing ahead, I got a phone call from that little ole place in Poly you know Poly on the Hill (POTH). You know the one where I am now, and that I will like my stupid car be married to my financial loans to get an edumasmation ( education ) that my May semester class had been canceled. WHAT??? Ok so only me and one other geek on the planet signed up. I paid my money already and that did not matter it was done, finished stick a fork in it. In the same conversation with Poly on the Hill University, it was told to me that my Summer class was facing the same fate. HOLY hole in the freakin donut batman. Hold the phone and get Robin to the batmobile along with C3P0 and R2... Where is Darth Vader when you need him? GONE on vacation since he is not gonna have to teach now.... Ok so you get it.. I was frustrated cause the times these two classes are offered in the Fall just do not work for me and it would cause pangs to fix it. Fine ok I understand. No really I do not.. But I have to become quaint with the fact it ain't gonna happen. So fine so here I will cool my heels until October to get my dinero back. So plugging along to home I thought about it and how nice it would be to well you know take a class and not panic over it being canceled due to enrollment. I turned in the drive and stopped at the mail thingy.. Oh I know mailbox, but this is me it is a mail thingy that at times brings welcome news and others why did I stop for this thingy box. OH POOP!!!!!!!!!! Anyway I stopped and low and behold it was like the bells that go off at the casino when somebody wins big.. I could hear it. Trust me I opened the mail thingy and heard them, closed it and it stopped and opened it again grabbing the mail and it was doing it again.. I think that mail type person knew and put something in there....So my letter from that little ole place in Denton came and they want me!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO kiss my grits I am going to Denton. OH CRAP wait I want to and this as if I need one and yes I do need a sign was a neon sign in a small white and maroon envelope. I was ecstatic.. I came in and called and read the directions on how to set up this that and the other to get on line and even got me some of that old federal grant money sent to those folks.. So I am happy right?????? CONFUSED, CONFLICTED and well puzzled.......

Here is why............................................................

I have a little zone.... I like my little zone it is like a happy place for me.. In my little zone are a few select folks allowed there and three of them are at that Poly on the Hill place. Two of them I consider my sisters in crime.. Not that we would commit crime but you know the world spins faster when we are there. Aside from them is a short french descendant person who has pushed when I needed it and laughed when I could not and been understanding of what is an abnormal life. Oh honeyboo is there and encourages me just the same but my little french man has been well like family.... My sisters I know will be there and there will still be havoc spread but this is hard.. It is like leaving the dog at the pound and not knowing his/her outcome. So yes maybe this type of change I am terrified no mortified of. And I know hear me out these three folks would and two of them are saying HOW BIG OF A SIGN DO YOU WANT???, and pushing my caboose (it is rather large but still) up the hill to get there...Maybe I will get homesick or lost who knows I am just scared and know I should not be but I am.. And I know I should instead of writing this talk to honeyboo but I am not good with the whole I gotta vent and tell you how I feel conversation thingy.... I am working on that... And there are two more of you one at Poly on the Hill and another who is there when I need here just not at POTH........ =)

So here is the good news that little ole place in Denton is getting me and maybe one sister so they need to warn the folks..Tell the law to run as fast as they can cause we are blowing into town.. HAAAAAA.... well you know what I mean...... That town ain't gonna know what smacked it when we roll in... And for a bit it maybe me but who knows. I have made my peace and it will happen it will.... I just have to go head first off into and suck the water up my nose... Hope it is not salt water cause that stings when ya suck it up your nose... GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!!

So there you have it my one true confession of the night well ok maybe two cause that whole I need to talk to the one I love but I am working in that department..... Things happen for a reason or fifteen and I learned long long ago in a galaxy far far away to not question it... Just roll it baby just roll it.... Toss the dice and see where it lands. Lean on that old thing called FAITH and GOD.... Sometimes it has a name called GROWTH.... and not just as in toys-r-us kids either..... So look out Denton here I come....... yabbbdabbadooo!!!!!!!!!!!

IN other news this week, the Eskimo is coming along with tremendous strides. Just ask about our adventure to the doctor on Monday. Here is a riddle of sorts...... What do you call a Fireman's bad bad Monday????? HA SHOWING UP TO AN ALARM CALL AT THE ORTHOPEDIC OFFICE where 90% of the folks there are either on crutches, with walkers or in wheelchairs and the only way down for them is the elevator which happened to be on fire... HAAAAAA it is funny now but it scared 12 years out of me when it happened.... It was puzzling to see these oh brave, strapping things scratching their heads wondering how to get folks out. By the time they did, the nurses, office staff and mobile patients who could move had everybody out..... So yes it was an adventure Monday.. And nope no "official" word on whether he is going to play or not.... He has hired an agent named Sir Jeffey who is a fury at 7.6 pounds.. I was told that he Sir Jeffey would get back with me in a few days... Ho hummmmmm...... Wow....

And the freakin storm today... So started to take Blondie to register for a test and BOOM the wind started blowing and rain started pouring and it was hard to see let alone drive. Blondie encouraged me to just pull over and let it pass, but I kept driving. I did ask him though if he wanted to drive and he asked me if I were insane or just crazy.... I told him both.... We made it but not to get registered.... And Curly, well he is working his little nubs to the bone on a fairy tale project... They have to modernize a fairy tale.. So not much from his camp.....

I leave you in peace tonight and love to you all and to all a good night....

Smooches......=)

Mother's Day

Twas the night before Mother's Day, and all through the house all the creatures were stirring including the cricket... UGGGGHHHHHHHH oh we have a cricket outside somewhere and all I can here is him or her chirping away... I wonder do they ever get tired of drawing on their wings to make noise? Do they ever give themselves headaches? I mean really???? It is pretty but after hours on end it gets irritating.... Especially when one is trying to get beauty sleep... I mean I have to look good do I not? Well ok so Honeyboo has to look good then. There I said it....

President Woodrow Wilson declared on May 9, 1914, the first national Mother's Day as a day for American citizens to show the  American flag in honor of those mothers whose sons had died in war. The holiday was declared officially by the state of West Virginia in 1910, and the rest of states followed quickly, and On May 8, 1914, the U.S. Congress passed a law designating the second Sunday in May as Mother's Day. So there you have it... Or do you really know how it all got started??? In 1908 Anna Jarvis campaigned for the creation of an official Mother’s Day in remembrance of her mother and in honor of peace.  Anna petitioned the superintendent of the church where her Mother had spent over 20 years teaching Sunday School. Her request was honored, and on May 10, 1908, the first official Mother's Day celebration took place at Andrew's Methodist Church in Grafton, West Virginia and a church in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The West Virginia event drew a congregation of 407 and Anna Jarvis arranged for white carnations—her Mother’s favorite flower—to adorn the patrons. Two carnations were given to every Mother in attendance. Today, white carnations are used to honor deceased Mothers, while pink or red carnations pay tribute to Mothers who are still alive. Anna and Woodrow were not the first two to honor thy mother, before them there was a lady named Julia Ward Howe. She began her tribute in 1870  as she  had become so distraught by the death and carnage of the Civil War that she called on Mother’s to come together and protest what she saw as the futility of their Sons killing the Sons of other Mothers.
At one point Howe even proposed converting July 4th into Mother’s Day, in order to dedicate the nation’s anniversary to peace. Eventually, however, June 2nd was designated for the celebration. In 1873 women’s groups in 18 North American cities observed this new Mother’s holiday. Howe initially funded many of these celebrations, but most of them died out once she stopped footing the bill. The city of Boston, however, would continue celebrating Howe’s holiday for 10 more years.Despite the decided failure of her holiday, she nevertheless planted the seed that would blossom into what we know as Mother’s Day today.

So there is some food for thought about the how and why of Mother's Day. Ironic is it not that at this moment as we type and read we have Mother's just as we did in the 1800's who have lost their sons. We should honor them with our love. We are all mom's and know there is no greater love then a mom's love. So this Mother's Day as we give and get take time to stop and remember that some Mother's are without a Mom's day. Honor yours if you still have her and if you do not, honor her still. But least not forget those whose sons and daughters have without thought given of themselves and can no longer honor their mom.

  Smooches and love.
Night.....

It is not right to eat the crayons!!!!!!!!!!

As for the title well just read and hang on to the end... Maybe it will explain itself.... So here it is the end of the semester and although there is stress brewing in my belly, I am at peace with it. I have no clue where this summer will take me all I know is I listened and I am doing. No I am not taking this summer off, quite the opposite... I have a Maymester class and a Summer II class along with 2 on line classes.. I can do it I just have to do it. 

Yes I know I should be rejoicing with the rest of my fellow Americans about Osama's or Usama's  demise but honestly right now I am numb about it. Yes I care but not that much.. Currently my brain is on over load and my mind has taken a vacation to a tropical paradise with tanned men who are toned and those little umberllaled drinks with names I can not spell....OH crap see there ya go!!!!!!!! 

Oh we honestly should not be happy and celebrating. Well we should but when I think of the lives that have been lost in all from men and women who literally gave up what they were doing to go fight it kills me that we should have any joy. Not to mention the 3000 lives that were lost simply due to the fact that they were at work or on a plane who knows why. I am not certain that one soulless life being lost is worth the thousands upon thousands who have perished at the hands of this evil man. Is it really justification? No it is not. This makes us no better then he was by killing him. Do not misunderstand me here I have not completely lost my mind, but really does this right all the wrongs of what he did? Again NO! And again I am happy that he has been taken out of this world but my real fear is what happens next? My cousin said it best, when she said ok so we got him but that means that there is only 1000 more lining up behind him. And who knows they could be worse. Again do not misconstrue what I am saying I am glad he is gone but honestly people how can we as human beings justify one life for another? And better yet what exactly have we learned from this? Hmmm. Yes you do not like it when I point out these things. I have heard many many times over the years that history repeats itself and we should learn from our mistakes, but honestly what have we learned from this? Well one thing is we have folks voicing their opinion on this that and the other such as "well Obama did what Bush could not" right on down to and I was guilty of this, "Obama just got the presidental bid for 2012." And then we have the " Obama did not do it the military men and women did it. " OK enough folks. Get off the fence and take a stand. All we have managed to do in the last 72 hours is create tension between us and the rest of the free world by our actions and ludicrous bickering about who did it. Perfect example overheard on a phone conversation between a grown man and who knows who but he was arguing that Obama was the one who ordered the "hit" and therefore he should get the credit. WHATEVER!!!!!!!!! Wow how did that happen?? Go figure....Well let us see WHO SHOT JR???? Holy Crap folks grow up and and get real. It does not matter on the grand scale of things, what matters is what can we all take away from this and what can we do to stop these idiots? First we have to stop the inner bickering amongst ourselves. If we do not take something away from this mess, like the fact that we should all agree to disagree then we have done nothing to help those countless lives that gave of themselves. I mean after 9/11 there was so much support by Americans for Americans that there was a sea of red, white and blue. People were respectful and courteous to each other. Yep how did that work, well in my observations, it lasted about 3 weeks before we all went back to being normal and in a hurry and disrespectful. I mean how freakin sad is it that a Home Owners Association has the balls and nerve to tell a Veteran who fought for our freedom that he can not display his flag or other memorabilia? And how freakin said is it that we are all so afraid of hurting someone that we have done things like take the Pledge of Allegiance out of schools for fear that we will offend someone? It is pretty damn sad it what it is. Or the fact that we have jerks who are protesting funerals of the very people that are fighting for our freedoms. I mean you think that they will or would have protested Mr. bin Laden's funeral? Most likely not. They would rather protest someone who no longer has our freedom to argue back. See what I mean. Why do that to the families of these people. And I have heard many survivors families say that this has given them closure. Really? Can you tell me how that bin Laden's death has brought you closure? Please if I am wrong you all know I will admit it but I just do not see how...... So least we not forget those who have perished not just in Afghanistan and Iraq, but the other Wars that perhaps had to happen but yet were senseless in need. That is it. There you people wanted to know how I honestly felt so I told you. And half of you won't like my opinion but that is how I feel.So if you do not want to know, then do not ask me.. I can go on for days but I have to stop........ Now I am off the big soap box. And yes it is Ivory!!!!!!!!! (as in Ivory soap)ha.

So we got the big Eskimo through the scope and cleaning and all is good... Just the normal restriction coupled with ICE ICE baby ice ice baby oh lost my head again any way you get it... He is sore but none the less he is breezing through this better then 6 months ago..... People commented on how bad it looks, but thing is he has 3 tiny holes and 3 or 4 stitches this time compared to the 17 he had in October.... So as he said, I will take this over the other mom any day.........Curly is doing better as well as he has decided that things are just the way they are and he can not change a person. Blondie is sort of enjoying his job and got rather excited when the Eskimo and I came through the drive through today.. Although the little booger has tomorrow off...Just you wait Blondie momma has plans for you........ ( yes there is a devious smile on my face.)

I know I am rambling here but there is a point to all this madness. This is my therapy...Keeps me from eating the crayons....... So just let me vent...Seriously though there are just somethings that should not be discussed and when they are we should all agree to disagree..... Now I have been dropping hints about mother's day and all anyone has said is from the big eskimo, and that is "happy mother's day I got you my knee scoped." Very funny little big man... very funny... Oh but see there sweetie I have the keys to your rehabilitation workout in my hand and I am so not afraid to use it........ notice the devious smile on my face..... 

anyhoo i seriously have to get this powerpoint ready for saturday and have not a clue what i am going to do it on. so i guess it is off here and facebook and see what i can do.... wish me luck... and remember when life gets you down it is not politically correct to eat the crayons!!!!!!!!!!

Smooches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!