Archive for September, 2009
Big Ball of Contradiction
Posted by: | CommentsSometimes I just can’t figure myself out.
For the longest time I swore that we would never have a dog. And now? I have a dog.
I have also said that, for me, getting a degree (which I never DID actually get, even though I attended college) was not important. I felt that I would always work for myself, and I could learn things on my own if I needed to.
Wanna know what I’ve been doing for the past couple of days?
Looking at school.
I’ve been checking out different programs, looking at how much things cost and contemplating what I want to be when I grow up. Our life could actually go on just fine the way it is. I’m the work at home mommy, Tony heads off to the restaurant to work. We are financially comfortable, but it sometimes gets difficult to stash for a rainy day or make large purchases (like the deck we never put on our house). The work that I do for the restaurant can GENERALLY be done in an hour or two a day. But lately I’ve been thinking about what I’m going to do when Chloe heads off to kindergarten next year.
Now, don’t get me wrong…for a week or two I’d love to get them on the bus, come home, and go back to bed. I have plenty of sleeping to catch up on. But after that? Who knows.
When I went to college after high school, I didn’t really go because I WANTED to go. I went because I was SUPPOSED to go. I didn’t have a plan. I switched majors. I tried different classes. I was an education major. I was a math major. I was in engineering. I think for a semester it was computer science, too. But I was young, I was having fun, and when I started tending bar I had enough money to live. I didn’t have any sort of burning desire. I didn’t have a dream. Tony ALWAYS wanted to have a bar. He had a goal. Me? notsomuch
I found a great program that I could take online. It’s for Internet Marketing, which is something I’ve already dabbled in. It’s through Full Sail University (which is physically in Winter Park, FL). It’s something I’m already interested in. It would give me some skills that I could use to gain employment OR help me to make money online. But here’s the deal: The program is $53,000. Remember above when I said it’s hard to make large purchases? Well, that’s a pretty big one. And there’s no need to add that much to our little pile of debt.
So, I’ve been poking around CCAC (our local community college), and they have a couple of programs I’m interested in. I pulled up my transcript. I was amazed that I actually have 61 college credits. (I actually have more! Some are over at Pitt, but I can’t pull my transcript up online). So, I think I’m going to give them a call this week and talk to an advisor. There are even two programs that I can take online (an associates degree and a certificate).
But, uh, that whole thing I said about not wanting or needing a degree?
I’m a woman, and I’m entitled to change my mind.
I wonder what else I’m going to change my mind about. For the love of god, if I start listening to country music, watching professional basketball or cooking a healthy dinner every day somebody smack me!
If You Wanna Be My Lover
Posted by: | CommentsAs I finished cleaning up a big ol’ mess of dog poop this morning, I thought “Yup, I’ll write about the dog today.” That dog poop? It was in my house. Just as I thought I was free of diapers and potty training, I get a puppy. Ugh. He’s getting better, but there are still “accidents.” Usually about every other day.
He really is like having an infant. The dog is three months old. He gets crazy and cranky when he needs to go outside. He runs around the house like a bat out of hell. He barks, gets every one of his toys out and jumps up on the kids. The first time he did this I thought he was just being playful. Then he took a crap. The light bulb appeared above my head. Problem is, he does this when he needs to sleep, too. Just like a cute little baby, he gets cranky and crazy before he needs to pass out. And just like my Chloe, needs to be in a certain spot to sleep. Rex will doze on the kitchen floor, but that’s not for a deep sleep. For a really deep sleep, he needs to be in the crate. But he won’t just go into the crate when he’s really crazy tired. I have to figure that out for him.
So far, he really sounds like an infant, huh? He picks up little things off the floor and puts them in his mouth. He’s afraid of very loud noises. He likes to cuddle. Other than the whole four legs and fur thing, there has been one MAJOR difference.
His girlfriend. And yes…it’s a girlfriend in the biblical sense.
Here’s the thing, though. His girlfriend is not a dog. It is this:
Just in case you can’t see that picture, this is an orange fleece blanket. He’s had his way with this blanket since about day one. The kids, of course, don’t exactly realize what’s going on. Thank God. But it was pretty funny when Becca stated that he loves that blanket so much he probably wants to marry it. Uh, yeah.
And now, as I’m writing this, Rex is eating a gigantic moth. Moth hunter, blanket..uh..you-know-what-er and my kids’ bestest buddy.
What did I get myself into?
Hey, Remember Me?
Posted by: | CommentsWell, I’ll admit it. Life has gotten the best of me. Back to school, swimming lessons, taking care of the new baby (read: puppy) and making sure everybody has clean clothes and food to eat has gotten me a bit off track. And then there’s the to-do list.
If you remember, I got an iPhone a while back. I do love it. And I downloaded a to-do list app. (It’s called Toodledo, and there’s a web-based version, too. But I digress…) I’ve been living by the to-do list. But there’s a little problem. Not everything makes it on the to-do list. Things like ‘clean up dog poop, sew up hole in stuffed animal, and restart the same Scooby Doo episode ten times’ are things that need to be done, but they need to be done NOW. So, keeping up on all these little and tasks take away from the big stuff that HAS made it on my to-do list. You know, things like ‘mop the floor, pay the bills, and….um….write a blog post).
If only I had about three more hours in a day. Three hours that I didn’t sleep. Or waste time playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook. If only…
So, while my kids are at the neighbors’ house, (thanks, Marlo!) I’m back to writing. Can I keep up every day? Who knows. Only time will tell. And I have to say, even though the husband might not be exactly happy about me sharing our lives with “the whole world,” I like having this online journal. I like interacting with my online friends. And I hope that when my kids are older (much, much older) they’ll get a kick out of coming back and reading what I’ve said.
And Becca, if you’re reading this in the future, you were really better off not knowing about the Tigger incident.
So, I’ll keep you on the “edge of your seat” by letting you know what I’m going to blog about. It will either be about my dog’s fleece girlfriend OR what I’m going to be when I grow up.
Happy Day!
