Can anyone say National Jr. Honor Society?

July 7, 2011 at 12:05 pm (Day to Day, School News, Things The Kids Like) (, , , , , , )

How do you spend the money you get for achieving high honors in academics when you are 13?? If you are my son, you buy a bunch of Nerf guns!!

But really cool Nerf guns. With extra foam  bullets. They got two shotguns and two automatic guns. The shotguns even have fake “shell casings” that pop out every time you re-load. These are the kinds of things my kids like. Even from my old fart perspective, I do have to say, they are pretty fun. And, as a bonus for me, the process to purchase them was highly entertaining.

We were quite the spectacle at the store, picking them out. My children were trying to pretend that they were getting gifts for their younger cousins instead of admitting that these were all for them. There were lengthy discussions in front of the display about the merits of one type of gun over another and who would like which gun better. Do we like the automatic? Should we go with the shotgun? How many extra bullets? What color? What design? Nobody was paying attention. Nobody really cares what you buy, least of all the checkout lady. For good measure though, my daughter asked for a gift receipt. So we, I mean, they, their cousins, who were having a birthday party that weekend, could return them if they wanted. Elaborate lies! She explained this all to the register girl, who I am 100% sure did not give a shit. Pardon my French. A thousand kids a day go walking through and I doubt that two almost-teenagers buying Nerf guns hardly raises an eyebrow.

Props go out to my son who generously spent his smart-money on himself AND his sister. He bought Stevie the same guns and they split the extra bullets. He never even hesitated. So that’s one more thing I can add to my “like” list. And it’s an important one. Really. Good. Kids. I am a lucky mom! Later.

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OVER!

December 14, 2010 at 4:44 pm (School News, Updates) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

For the semester! Thank God! It wasn’t as bad as the last one and I sure didn’t want to kill myself this time like I did after the last final. I was going for the A this time. It’s all about the points. And I was THIS close. I was up, I was down; I lost a few and gained them back. It came down to the last points on the final exam and I just couldn’t do it. FAIL. Well, not fail. I passed the test and the class with a really really (really) high B. I keep my Honor Society and I get that damn pin they have been dangling over our heads the entire semester.

But still….last thing I said to Stevie today before she left for school was that I hope when I see that grade, if I do miss the A, let it be at least by 2 points. It can’t be just one. One point is wrong. One point is one foot from the shore and drowning anyway. It’s like falling flat on your face one foot from the finish line. That’s alot of F’s in that sentence. OK. Re-focus.

So you know, YOU KNOW, that is exactly what I missed that shit ass A by. One stinking lousy point! One point too stupid!! And I can’t even blame the test because someone only missed 6 total and I missed double that! Something to strive for next year right?? UGH!! It’s almost too much. Maybe I was sabotaged?? Maybe I should have studied just a few more hours…

All in all I am thankful and grateful to be moving on. School is hard. And it just gets harder. For all you youngsters out there…and I KNOW there are some that read this:

DO NOT WAIT to go to school!! Do what you must to make it happen while you are young. And childless. And free to move anywhere, at anytime, and get that career before you do all the things that make life so much harder as you get older. The boyfriend/girlfriend WILL wait for you to be done if they are the one. The children will be better off if you are not struggling along with them to grow up and figure out what you want to do with your life. You can always change careers after 20 years. It’s not even unusual anymore! But you need to start with SOMETHING first!! You need to listen to me. I am smart, remember?!?!

I am also lucky. I have the best family, and the best kids, and the best friends that are helping me thru every single day, and hopefully I am helping them somehow too.

And most of all, I have the BEST boyfriend EVER! (That’s the best “husband” to all my patients–the older folks don’t like the term “boyfriend” for some reason) Without him, really, this just wouldn’t even work at all. And even though I NEVER say it….I am so thankful and so grateful you are with me through all of this, and I love you very, very much. (And no…not ONE drop of alcohol…this is ALL me!)

And that’s it. It took me all day to get up and do anything. I reorganized my papers for school next semester when I have to take the BIG test. I paid the bills that needed paying. And I did some laundry. I am now about to troll around on the internet for awhile and then read some trashy magazines that have been piling up. I also started a book. Yes, an actual book that is not a textbook. It’s just funny. It’s Dr. Denis Leary, in case you were interested. “Why We Suck”. I think it’s actually listed in my sidebar under “stuff that we like” or something like that. Yes, I bought it over a year ago, maybe even 2. I am reading it now. Like I said, school is hard and all consuming. I am on page 10 and I have laughed out loud at least 10 times already and the first non-numbered pages are just acknowledgments and the table of contents. He is just THAT funny. Seriously.

So I am off to it now. Again, thanks for hanging with me. Definitely more posts to come. For at least a few weeks anyway.

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Don’t Read TIME Magazine!!

August 1, 2009 at 7:01 pm (Day to Day, Exercise, Pictures) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Or NewsWeek, or any of the other kind of magazines that make you think about the world and problems and issues and things that are important to life and living here in America and on Earth. If you do, you will only be sorry. Like me.

I feel bad because I did read the TIME magazine this morning, BB (Before Burrito’s) and before Bike Riding, and it makes the silly stuff I talk about all day seem kind of lame. I should have a point or a view and opinions and controversy. But I don’t. I have ideas. But then I see a colorful bird in a tree or a strange frog on the sidewalk and I forget all about deeper issues.

I really do have a master plan, and I do have some really good life improving ideas, but I need to get through school first so I can start earning the kind of money and hooking up with the right kind of connections to put things in place. Plus, I have to get my kids up and ready for high school. That’s their first step toward all of the rest of the education they are going to be required to have to make any kind of difference in this world.

I bring it up now, because I am going to be posting stuff that I get from the “smart” mags along with the usual crap I get from the internet and the gossip mags my brain absorbs like a dried up jellyfish. Plus, I may be suffering some kind of post-exercise-nature-beauty-world-love withdrawal, as the coffee and vodka (not together) courses back into my veins and displaces all the healthy-oxygen-clean-pure-blood, but it takes time!

And! I have some International New Features I want to post! The BF’s good friend from work just moved to Germany with her hubby and sent an e-mail and photo’s that are absolutely out of this world, funny and brilliant and real-world people perspective of other places on the globe. And she said I could post it all here!

For now though, here’s my stuff: We rode those bikes, in the rain (it stopped now and then) for 19.2 miles! Once we got out there the actual trail was a bit longer. Took us One hour and 45 minutes. Not bad for ups/downs/traffic/road crossings/the requisite work phone call (BF is on the job) and a stop to take a picture of an old cemetery that was there in the early 1900’s. The sign explains it, but the Forest Preserve acquired the land with the cemetery on it and chose to keep it as it was. History and all. Now you can say the site is educational and we can both feel better.

There were power lines too! Giant, humming, massive towers that were really crackling in the rain. I was so in awe of being that close and riding underneath all of them that I forgot to take any pictures. It’s probably good anyway. I would have pulled my phone  out, aimed it up at the wires and got electrocuted when an arc of electricity shot out and  grabbed the cell killing me on the spot. That would have sucked.

See? No sense of world. Ooooh…power lines. Electricity. Well, without it, we couldn’t type or read this, so….it needs to propped!

Anyway, if we go back tomorrow—which I’d like to—I will get those pics. It is pretty amazing. I know people that live by them don’t necessarily think so, but I don’t have my brains getting fried on a day-to-day basis…or…?? Just kidding. Seriously. I don’t really think brains are getting fried just because of power lines. You don’t need to live by the high wire to get the high if you know what I mean.

Also, in case you were wondering, I think I successfully burned off all the cals from those terrible, but delicious burrito’s. I checked the internet for an exercise calculator and it says I did. Now, what’s for dinner? Let me finish my vodka lemonade and think about it while you look at pictures of  headstones and a sign.

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Cool Word of the Day! Spelling Bee Edition!

May 29, 2009 at 5:48 pm (Cool Words, Video) (, , , , , , , , , , )

This section here is lifted copy/paste from DListed/Michael K. (Thank you. Please don’t be mad. You are the smarmy, younger, alter ego brother I never…oh wait, I do have one of those already…but he’s straight! Rock On!)

13-year-old Kavya Shivashankar of Olathe, Kansas beat out 11 finalists for the title of the greatest speller who ever spelled (under the age 14) at the Scripps National Spelling Bee last night. Kavya won $40,000 in cash and prizes as well as a giant trophy/fruit bowl/dust collector. This was Kavya’s fourth time at the bee and it will also be her last, because of her age.

The word that won it for Kavya was laodicean.

End of DListed/Michael K Post Part. (Thank you again–I owe you a froo-froo drink!)

Now this is mine. In order to find the above word, I had to put away my Riverside Webster’s II Dictionary that I normally use for this and break out the big guns:

Random House Webster’s College Dictionary.

I never heard of the word, nobody I know ever heard of the word and I couldn’t spell it to save my life or my children’s lives. I did let my future french fry makers stay up late to watch the big finish though! As a bonus for the Spelling Bee people, I bet they taught half of America a new word last night! Yay TV! Stay in school!

Smart kids are awesome!

Laodicean (adjective)

Definition: Lukewarm or indifferent, especially in religion, as were the early Christians of Laodicea;  such a lukewarm or indifferent person.

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