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......=)
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