Once Again Into the Breach

She's back for another try. Blogging from the couch and a heated blanket. Watching Chuck, the best new show around. Eating chili because it's delicious. Wearing a watch.

Well, that's a pretty good update, don't you think?

JUST KIDDIN'!!!

For reals though, I'm living in the Taylor and going to Nursing School. I have a lot of spare time these days because school only takes up a few hours a week, but those hours are so scattered that I can't have a real job. Maybe next semester the hours will be more consolidated. So, for work, I clean Mamaw's house and do odd jobs for people. I'll mow, fix a computer, call the phone company, or whatever needs to be done that my old relatives can't do. Works out well.

I'm bored a lot. I'm pretty sure I'm the only person in my age range in a 10 mile radius, and I don't know anyone outside of that radius. I still read a lot, just not as much as before because I have to read school books now. School books are boring. I think if authors of novels were hired to write school books, students would be more successful.

Roxie is great. She stays at Mamaw's house while I'm in school and plays with her dog Tommy. Tommy is 9 years old, so he can't really keep up, but they still have lots of fun. She goes on walks with me some, but she can't handle more than a mile. She gets really thirsty and has to stop every five minutes to tinkle. Just like my mom, come to think of it.

I'll try to remember that I have a blog and post again.

An Update

Okay. I forget to add things to this site. I'll do better, starting today. I'll set up a reminder on my phone or something.

Well, here's what's up. I've applied to nursing school in Magnolia. I'll live in my parents' house in Taylor while I go to school and try to keep working at Kids First in Magnolia while I go to school. I'm starting A&P I on Monday at the local community college, so that's one more class I won't have to take when I get down there. I'm pretty excited about it. A girl I work with had her books from last semester, so I'm hoping I can use them for my class. They started using a new edition this semester, but I don't feel like paying $200 for all new stuff. I'll ask the teacher if I can use the old ones when class starts on Tuesday night.

I've been watching A LOT of the Olympics. I TiVo it and then watch it the next day becuase I can't stay up as late as NBC thinks I can. I can also fast forward through any sports I'm not interested in, but that's a short list. I'm watching hurdles right now.

Thanks for the note, Dee!

I'll go set a reminder right now. More later.

Maybe I'll Write Once a Month

Dude, I know I said I was going to blog about some stuff, and that I said that a month ago, but I'm freaking tired! Taking care of kids is exhausting. I am always really tired when I get home, and I never feel like typing stuff up. I should just take my computer out to the backyard with me and then I might do something. I just really like laying around for a while when I get home, though.

Roxie finished her obedience classes. As we were leaving, one of the other "parents" said she had the best "by me" in the class. "By me" is a thing I say to get her to come and stand on my left side to let her know I want her to pay attention. That was pretty exciting. She is also laying down regularly now, and that was a 4 week episode. Most of the other dogs got it on the first night.

I am dog-sitting for my roommate who is out of town. Her dog pees a lot. In the kitchen, sometimes on my awesome table and chairs. If his urine messes up my stuff I will not be happy. He also pees on brown chair, a chair that has been mine since I was 2, about 5 times a week. I get upset with him when he does this. And he doesn't just do it because she is gone, he does it all the time. I have never been so close to hating a dog in my life.

And he tries to sleep on my face. Gross.

Been a While, Eh?

I don't know how long it's been since I wrote a post, but I have all sorts of things to write about. The problem is that I am very sick right now, and have been since last Friday. I can't talk on the phone or walk down the stairs without being winded, so you can imagine how tired I am after a day with the kids. We have graduation tomorrow night, but I am hoping to get rested and well this weekend. Then I will post about the perfect c, my new future, recent realizations, and Roxie's awesomeness in obedience class. I will tell you that people clapped for her last night.

JG in a Little Car

I'm pretty sure I saw Jorge Garcia in Fayetteville today. He was driving a compact car. It probably wasn't him since I'm pretty sure he's in Hawaii right now, but this guy looked EXACTLY like him. He drove past me at a red light, so I didn't get to take a picture. That's the only interesting thing that happened today. THE END.

Bring it

Based on my wounds from work, I thought I should take this test.

17

I don't know if I've ever mentioned it, but my students are protected by HIPAA so that is why I never talk about my job. I don't want to say anything I'm not allowed to talk about it. I DO need to add a couple more hits on my list of injuries.

1 Three Stooges style bonk to to the top of my head, served cold so I wouldn't be expecting it
1 punch to the jaw - didn't hurt too bad but hurt this morning when I washed my face
1 punch to the ear - directly after the punch to the jaw and that hurt really bad. REALLY. Don't get punched in the ear.

Also, a story.

This morning, after spending one and a half hours helping the CuzMate clean her room (we are still not close to anything that could be called "clean"), I went with Shannon, my other cousin, to her son's baseball game. I took Roxie because it was a nice day and we both needed to get a little vitamin D via the sun.
Roxie is not a violent dog. She doesn't bite people, but she is very interested and often sniffs people as they walk by. Sometimes kids are skittish and take a wide berth, but she's not going to snap them. She's never done a thing to hurt a child.
Anyway, after about 100 people pass by and about 20 kids have spent time petting her, a man comes around the corner. If I had seen him coming, I would have held the leash just because he looked mean. I didn't see him coming. Roxie runs out to give him a sniff, and he kicks her! She then growls and lunges at him, but I pull her back before anything else happens.

Man: Who's dog is that"
Me: She's mine. I'm sorry! (I am apologizing for him kicking my dog, I guess.)
Man: Well, you're luck I didn't kick her G** D*** head off.
Me: Wow. Okay
Other people in vicinity: That kind of language isn't necessary. There are children around.
Man: I don't give a S***. D*** dog shouldn't be here. Blah, blah, blah.
Other people who are now enraged: You are out of order. There is no need to talk like that, especially with children around. And that dog weighs about 10 pounds, big man.
Man: [more cuss words]

Then a mom I know leaves to go tell the manager of the ball field about what is going on. Man sits behind us spitting in a cup.
About 20 minutes later, I noticed Roxie is bleeding from her back leg. Just a scratch, but that got me madder then a wet hen.

P.S. This man weighed about 250 and was wearing overalls and rubber boots.