Thursday, April 22, 2010

Last summer I was very trepidatious about returning back to school after so long.  And changing directions from anything and everything that I've ever done before that.  Would I be the youngest one in class?  Would I hate learning as much as I did when I was young?  Would I get lousy grades?  How would I adjust to being back in the saddle, so to speak?

I had a lot of questions....and it wasn't until Kurt almost kicked my physically out the proverbial door that I took the step.  Last year for his birthday we spent the day on TMCC campus, and for once I felt the faint stirrings of excitement.  Excitement that I'd finally be able to do what I love...eventually.  Excitement from taking one more step in the right direction from my life.  I was still working in Utah then...and I knew that the time was upon me to give notice and move back home with my husband.  We all needed to be a family again.

And so, after enrolling and being accepted, signing up for a loan, signing up for classes...I was on track.  But there was still the idea of the first day back to school.  Yikes!  It'd been so long!  Kurt had told me that when he went back to school he was so afraid that he missed the entire first week of classes!  I was not going to be like my sweet husband.  Hahaha.  I straightened my spine and took that step in the fall...and I've not regretted a single moment of it.

Fall semester began with me taking classes in Political Science (yes, me), History of Rock Music (very fun class thanks to Dan Robbins), and a college prep class.  In the latter I learned many techniques for studying, getting involved, working with others, etc.  Needless to say I finished up that semester with a 3.9 GPA.  I was so proud and was looking forward to starting the Spring semester where I'd be taking math, English (taught by a wonderful woman that I want to emulate in so many ways, Patty Cullinan), and Diversity (again a great instructor that I wish wasn't leaving but he is so he can devote his time to finishing his doctorate, Christopher Koch).  Again, I've surprised myself with how much fun I've been having.  I won't kid you...the work load was a lot heavier than my first semester back...but I've been able to tackle everything, so far, with good grades.  I was scared about math...no need for me to have been.  It's been so much fun to learn...and I'm actually grasping concepts that I'd never learned before.  Yay me!

But the best thing about starting back to school?  The one thing that I've loved more than the learning new things?  Meeting new people.  Making new friends.  I've made some good friends this last year in school.  I hope that the friendships are able to move with me as I go through the rest of my life.  Brenda and Kelly from my EPY class.  Angela, Debbie, Jeff from English.  Dan, my rock music instructor.  Studying with these people, talking with them, learning from them, and definitely laughing with them has enriched my life beyond measure and I thank them all for making such a difference...even if they had no idea.

And so here we are...wrapping up the Spring semester.  Only a few weeks left, if that.  Final pages of course syllabuses.  Lots of papers being written, tests being taken....it's making me a little melancholy.  Will I stay in touch with my new friends?  Or will the friendships fall to the wayside as so many other college relationships do.  I sure hope not...because, to me, they are more than just friends.  They're a part of my life.  And as I've said many times before...I love my life!



Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I got on the scale today to see if I'd lost anything...anything at all.  And the answer was a big, FAT no!  To be honest, though, I didn't really expect to have.  You see...I've not really been giving my all to this whole weight loss thing this time around.  I mean, yes, I do want to lose weight.  I need to lose weight.  It's not normal to weigh over 300 pounds for anyone...especially if you're under 5 feet tall.  But I've just not been feeling it...it being the weight loss bug.  I've finally figured out why.

I'm tired.

I'm tired of doing something that I've done countless times in my life in one way or another.  I'm tired of not being able to keep the weight loss down.  I'm tired of coming off of a diet and gaining everything right on back, PLUS SOME.  I'm tired.

I'm also tired of not being able to walk from my living room to my bedroom and climbing into bed (perhaps 15 feet start to finish) without huffing and puffing.  I'm tired of walking from my car to my class and being out of breath when I arrive.  I'm tired of not being to walk around the mall without having to take a breather every so often...after a normal walking pace.  I'm tired.

I'm just plain tired.

I'm tired of the expectations of my parents.  My mom and Randy (bless his heart for caring so much!) expect me to lose this weight.  Randy is fronting the bill for it.  I feel the pressure to succeed from that end.  I'm tired of feeling pressure from my wonderful, sweet, caring, beautiful, best friend of a husband because we can't seem to get physical together because I'm always so darn tired! 

I'm tired of being fat.  And I'm tired of dieting.

I'm in quite the quandary, eh?

Saturday, April 10, 2010



With time, women gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out
to the rest of our bodies.  So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated and happy.


Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror
I will think,
Good grief, look how smart I am!


(I'm kinda interested in reading this book!)




Self esteem



Thursday, April 8, 2010

For all you Facebook users:

Copy & paste:
http://apps.facebook.com/minutentag_dev/pretzels/index.aspx

So I may be a little more sporadic than normal with updating my blog as the semester starts winding down.  I've got several papers due in the coming weeks for both English and my diversity classes and math is, of course, still kickin' my butt.  So if you don't hear from me much it's because I'm either writing or studying or passed out from education overload!

God I love school!

Monday, April 5, 2010

You can watch a Live owl in her nest with her babies.  I've been watching her off and on all morning.  She's got all of her little ones snuggled in beneath her.  Here's a screen shot of Molly.

http://www.sportsmansparadiseonline.com/Live_Owl_Nest_Box_Cam.html



Sunday, April 4, 2010

So I'm curious

So I'm curious....what do you feel is the best small to medium companion size dog?

You know we have Peaches...who is considered toy size because she is under 10 lbs.  We don't plan to adopt another animal anytime soon but I'm curious to know what you prefer when it comes to small dogs.

Do share your thoughts!

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Burying my nose in the back of my Quaker's neck and smelling his wonderful Quaker-y smell.