A week of no classes...

It's official.  My 3rd term is complete.  As far as I know, as of right now, I have passes both of my classes.  So now what?  I actually feel weird sitting here with nothing to do.  I usually have some sort of something that needs to be done.  NOT TODAY.  Today I am hoping to get my closet cleaned out.  It needs it.  For a stay at home mother, I have way to many clothes.  Many of them the wrong size.  So I will box up the ones that don't fit (but hopefully come summer they do, cuz that's what they are summer clothes), and reorganize. 
Since the kids are home from school today, maybe they can go out and play in the fun snow we just received overnight?

I just read an email, from my husband, about how we don't need to sweat the small stuff.  I really don't know what to do with the email.  I am having some confrontation with a friend (at least I thought she was a friend), and it hurts.  But it hurts more that she has accused me of something and I'm not sure what it is that I may have done.  Jeff says I should talk to with her face to face.  I don't feel comfortable doing that.  I really don't know if it hurts that she no longer wants to be my friend.  It seems to put to much worry on my face (lord knows I don't need anymore wrinkles).  What to do, what to do?

For those people who are entering the world of writing...

My advise to you is to start early.  Organize your thoughts as soon as possible.  We all learn from our mistakes, but maybe you can learn from mine.  Pick a topic that you know that there is huge amounts of information on. 
I grew in my writing skills as far as being able to recognize improper writing.  I also feel that I can comment of others writings (even if I can't quite get my own done). 
This class is fun and who would have thought that you can actually make writing fun.  The only thing that would make it better would be snacks during class.

Ok so...

I have enrolled into Kaplan Univeristy for one reason.  To educate myself on nutrition. Then to some day hold a Nutrition degree in my hand (something I am excited about).  But here is what I know so far.... That you can't cheat at losing (or gaining weight).  There is work to be done.  Since I am over weight (or obese according to those damn charts), I guess I have some work to do.  No one wants to take advice from a fat person. 
So the other day I went to my local Jenny Craig center to check out their program.  I was a little set back when the women who greated me describing herself as a "seasoned" JC client, was overweight (things that make you go hummmm).  After learning about the program it sounds like it would work.  It is all about portion size.  Which I think if I was working a full-time job, it would be great.  But I am already taking steps to work on my portions.  Plus the cost of the program was crazy.  $400 for the year, plus the cost of food (a min. of $90 a week).  Who has that kinda money in today's economy?  So that whole, 20 pounds for $20, not so true.... 
So I bought the bodybugg instead (shh... don't tell hubby).  It should be delivered by next Wed.  I am hoping that its the right drive that I need.  This way  can truly see how lazy I really am.  When it arrives, I will keep this blog updated and then everyone can enjoy my journey....

Ahhh.... It's almost over!

When they say that there is light at the end of the tunnel, I can now say that I agree!
This is the last "official" week of this term.  It's a bitter sweet feeling.  I am excited that it's over (I suck at writing in an organized fashion).  I am sad because my I enjoy the Professor and the other classmates.  Then there is the anxiety.  It comes because of the unknown.  Unknown professors, classmates, assignments, etc.  Will the others get my humor?  Yeah I know I use humor to hide.  It's who I am.  I think it comes from always being the new kid when I was young.  We moved to much and I don't think my parents ever thought how it would effect us kids. 
Now I feel like I am always searching for stability and acceptance.  Oh, wow!  I got deep.  And my therapist says I have OCD.  Not the kind that makes me always needing to wash stuff.  But the constent over analyzing myself and everything else.

Tis the new year and new resolutions!

So what's the number one resolution? Weight Loss!  But it's not my first resolution.  My 1st is to stay focused on school.  My 1st year is almost complete, and I can honestly say, I didn't think I would make it this far.  However, I am tired of comments about Kaplan not being a real school.  So frustrating.

So my 2nd resolution is weight loss!  It's something that has to be done.  I can't stand looking down and seeing fat around the middle of me.  It's not a pretty sight.  And I know that if I don't feel good about me and like the way I look, then how can I expect my husband to like it.  So tomorrow, I will begin a healthy life style.  I gotta work out and I gotta eat healthy.  It's not just for me but the kids need to live healthy.  I don't want them to grow up (like I did) and wonder why their mother never taught them how to be healthy.  Plus with the husband's new "desk" job, he has to eat healthy.  Or he will balloon up to 250 in no time. 
Since I am a gadgit type of person, I now want the "BODY BUG"  but I can't afford it. Oh, well!  Maybe a reward for the 1st 20 pounds I lose.

Unit 8 of my College comp 2 class

Here it is week 8 already.  The "project" that I am writing for this class, is something that I think can help everyone.  I did enjoy reading the feedback from my fellow classmates regarding my rough draft.  Silly me, posted the wrong one, so none of my citations where there.  OOPS!  The classmates did have some valid points and I will be using this this week as I try to finish this "project" (aren't projects suppose to be fun?).

I would like to say I will keep up with this blog once class is complete, but I can't answer that.  It kinds feels like "Facebook" and I don't care to much for that sight.  It's hard to describe.  I DID enjoy learning how to do a blog.  My therapist would love to know that it's her.  She enjoys listening to me and my wacky kids (wait, isn't that what she is paid to do). 


My daughters 9th birthday is coming up soon.  I asked her the other night what kind of party she wanted.  Ok, ready for this one?  She wants to get a hotel room, for 4 of her girls friends and do make-up and hair, and order room service.  Just where does a 9 yr. old come up with that idea?  I blame Disney.

Reading my fellow classmates rough draft

I gotta say, thank goodness I am not a teacher.  All that reading and no pictures?  Who does that these days.  As my husband would say "can't you read it to me?", or my favorite "isn't there a movie we could watch instead of reading?". 

Seriously,  I have read a few (or tried) of my classmates papers.  But of course it's an assignment so we have to do it.  I found it hard to give criticism that was usable.  I am not one who like to "rock the boat".  I would rather make lite of the situation and move on. 

Because of the way my brain works, I now have some more of what I call "useless knowledge" stuck in my head.  If I actually had to learn it, there's now way it would get stuck.  But what am I going to do?  I can't reboot myself.  Or can I? 

I know what you're thinking.  I need serious mental help.  Oh, trust me.  I am in therapy, and she hates it when I try to joke my way through our session.  But jokes on her.  All I have to do is get her started talking about her husband and I'm off the hook.  She does all the talking and I just get to listen.  There are something that a person just shouldn't know about their therapist....