“Don’t worry, she’ll hold together!”

“Steady, baby, hold together…” All I can say is it’s a good thing I was granted a medical deferment for  this semester.  Since I dropped my classes, it has been one thing after another.  Most of those things are people emptying their guts into any and all vessels in the house.  I know.  Gross, right?…

“I wish I may, I wish I might…”

It’s funny.  I always thought you decided what you were going to be when you grew up when you were…well, not grown up.  For example, I was entirely convinced that I was going to be a Latin teacher.  I was good at it, thoroughly enjoyed both the language and Roman culture, and there are too,…

Introspective…

It seems like when you get one decision sorted, at least three more crop up.  I ended my two-year agonizing over schooling with the simple decision to take an associate’s.  However, any relief I felt was short-lived.  Next I had to figure out our curriculum for Laura’s Kindergarten year, how to fit a newborn into…

Aaaaahhh….

Can you hear that?  That is the sound of the end of a semester.  The exams are done, the prayers over the tests and papers have been said, and you’re just waiting for grades.  I’m feeling particularly relaxed about the end of this semester because I have decided what I’m going to do with my…

But all I wanted was world domination!

It was bad enough I had to battle bitter winds to get to the McKay library.  I clung to myself and kept my eyes on that set of doors.  They promised a warm and windless sanctuary; if I could ever get to them.  These gusts were strong enough to pick up a small child, not…

Tip me over and pour me out!

Have you ever had one of those days?  Where you have to switch math classes, attend a 3-hour art class, and try not to throw up?  Meanwhile your credit hours seem to be breeding and you had to argue with your doctor at your appointment in the morning? You don’t have those days? Oh, I…