Well, I finally started college! I walked into "remedial" math...totally horrified when I saw who the teacher/professer is... None other than my high school math teacher, Mrs. Terressa Hennigan, Follett now.
So, as she's teaching us to use the homework/assignment program in the computer lab, she asks the question I was waiting for her to ask for two hours, "Why are you in this class?"
"Well," I try to explain, "its been nine years since high school (and formal education) and, um, ten years since Algebra II, and um, yyeeeeeaaahhhhh... I need an easy class to get my confidence up and...well.... so, what have you been up to?"
She suggested I take the ACCUplacer again and see if I can drop the class and get into basic Algebra, at least.
Oh, well...whatever! Higher learning... here I am!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
What A Night-Mare
Okay, I have this too cute little miniature mare I bought back in February... Until today she has been either in with the goats or staked out in various grassy patches in unfenced fields. For the past two mornings I have found my sister's miniature stud horse off his line, so I made a quick decision to put them in a "real" field, with the "real" horses and pray they (being the bigger horses) don't kill the little ones.
I put Dakota, the mini stud, in with my Quarter Horse stud. Knowing Lucky Joe, I was 98% sure he'd be okay with it. I brought Dakota up and poured him a bit of food, outside Lucky Joe's pature. I fed Lucky Joe, then slowly led Dakota in, by allowing him to follow his feed bowl.
(Pictures on my phone...will get them posted within the next few days)
Since Lucky Joe "has" to have drinks every couple of bites, I stayed to watch and make sure they were a good match. Lucky Joe, between eating and drinking, went over to Dakota and they sniffed noses and went their seperate ways... they switched bowls... they sniffed each other again... and then they went off together and grazed.
On the other end... Dusty! Oh my Dusty! This morning I put her in the corral which leads into the mare's pastures. I left her in there all morning and around 3pm went to put her in the pasture with Aurora and Pearl, my super spoiled, weird, obnoxious, particular 6 yr old mares.
I opened the gate from the corral into the pasture and all was well. I played a bit of basketball with Jarom and went back to check on them. They were getting along...in the corral. I had Jarom help me get them out and they all ran out. In doing so Dusty, with her bum leg, tripped in the soft soil where we feed hay to them during the winter. #1 small incident.
In the commotion, I forgot to close the corral gate. Went back an hour or so later and they were back in the corral. Jarom kind of threw up his arms to get them out quickly and Dusty got stuck between the corral wall and Aurora. Next thing you know, Dusty goes literally flying against the corral wall. Aurora kicked her right, square on her right side. She popped right back up and off she ran. #2 bigger incident.
For Dusty's sake, Aurora and Pearl need to mellow with the new horses that come...and go and Dusty really needs that extra, free grazing because she keeps getting WWWWWAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY tangled in her ropes.
I hope I don't have to pull her out.
I put Dakota, the mini stud, in with my Quarter Horse stud. Knowing Lucky Joe, I was 98% sure he'd be okay with it. I brought Dakota up and poured him a bit of food, outside Lucky Joe's pature. I fed Lucky Joe, then slowly led Dakota in, by allowing him to follow his feed bowl.
(Pictures on my phone...will get them posted within the next few days)
Since Lucky Joe "has" to have drinks every couple of bites, I stayed to watch and make sure they were a good match. Lucky Joe, between eating and drinking, went over to Dakota and they sniffed noses and went their seperate ways... they switched bowls... they sniffed each other again... and then they went off together and grazed.
On the other end... Dusty! Oh my Dusty! This morning I put her in the corral which leads into the mare's pastures. I left her in there all morning and around 3pm went to put her in the pasture with Aurora and Pearl, my super spoiled, weird, obnoxious, particular 6 yr old mares.
I opened the gate from the corral into the pasture and all was well. I played a bit of basketball with Jarom and went back to check on them. They were getting along...in the corral. I had Jarom help me get them out and they all ran out. In doing so Dusty, with her bum leg, tripped in the soft soil where we feed hay to them during the winter. #1 small incident.
In the commotion, I forgot to close the corral gate. Went back an hour or so later and they were back in the corral. Jarom kind of threw up his arms to get them out quickly and Dusty got stuck between the corral wall and Aurora. Next thing you know, Dusty goes literally flying against the corral wall. Aurora kicked her right, square on her right side. She popped right back up and off she ran. #2 bigger incident.
For Dusty's sake, Aurora and Pearl need to mellow with the new horses that come...and go and Dusty really needs that extra, free grazing because she keeps getting WWWWWAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY tangled in her ropes.
I hope I don't have to pull her out.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Its Official...
From now on, when I fill out an application, survey, etc., I can now check mark "Some College." WOO HOO!!! Go ME!!! And by some college, I mean I'm only taking one class this Semester.
I REALLY have to go back into this school thing every so slowly. #1 I don't want to get financially in a bind, #2 I don't want to get mentally in a bind (hey, its been NINE years since I've been in school), and #3 I still "have" to take care of Grandpa and I hate having to find someone else to work for me for any reason.
I'm taking Basic Math (0310), because I B-O-M-B-E-D the math portions of my ACCUplacer. But I was told that my scores were normal for one who's been out for so long. I LOVE math!! I felt like such a goober! Oh well... step-by-step.
My one lil' ol' class is Mondays and Wednesdays from 8am until... 10:15am or 10:40am. Can't remember... I guess I'll find out for sure on Monday!
Again... GO ME!!
I REALLY have to go back into this school thing every so slowly. #1 I don't want to get financially in a bind, #2 I don't want to get mentally in a bind (hey, its been NINE years since I've been in school), and #3 I still "have" to take care of Grandpa and I hate having to find someone else to work for me for any reason.
I'm taking Basic Math (0310), because I B-O-M-B-E-D the math portions of my ACCUplacer. But I was told that my scores were normal for one who's been out for so long. I LOVE math!! I felt like such a goober! Oh well... step-by-step.
My one lil' ol' class is Mondays and Wednesdays from 8am until... 10:15am or 10:40am. Can't remember... I guess I'll find out for sure on Monday!
Again... GO ME!!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Growing Up... Here I Come! (Eek! I'm scared as heck!)
I took my college placement test - got a 5/5 on my writing. A 33/36 and a 83 on my maths and a 97 and 93 on my grammar and reading! Score 1 for me! I go in (to Angelina College in Jasper) this coming Wednesday and/or Thursday to sign up for classes and start either Monday or Tuesday, depending upon the classe(s) I get. English is my #1 choice - I luvs English - after all, I speak English! Hahaha!
I think I've temporarily changed my mind on my "major." I think I'm going to get the two year degree/certificate for Elementary Education, THEN transfer to Lamar and finish up to be a General K-6 teacher. Yup, that's my plan...
I'm excited. The lady that gave the lil' test was super nice and made me feel super comfortable. I'm ready...finally! After 9 years out of high school...I'm ready!
I think I've temporarily changed my mind on my "major." I think I'm going to get the two year degree/certificate for Elementary Education, THEN transfer to Lamar and finish up to be a General K-6 teacher. Yup, that's my plan...
I'm excited. The lady that gave the lil' test was super nice and made me feel super comfortable. I'm ready...finally! After 9 years out of high school...I'm ready!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Mean, Old Granny Dog!!
So my wonderful, whom I've had since the Fall of my Senior year is high school will turn 10 years old this October. Wow! Kaysi Louise...I wuv you!! You're my bestest friend a girl could ask for! You are everything I wanted you to be!
Anyhoo--- funny story! So, Saturday I'm over at my Grandpa's house and he has this little (12 lbs little) chihuahua/rat terrier mix dog, Ruby, and from inside the house she would love to chase a squirel, but when she gets outside, she just wants to sleep in the sun. So she puts on this huge, hilarious by the way, show of wanting to go outside. Her uncurbable excitement immediatly turns to, "Hmm, I think I'll just go for a walk" the second her foot touches the porch.
She's already put on this (I'm sure) learned routine to get out and Grandpa suggests we leave her out for a moment. So, I have time to cook a pot of zipper cream peas and a double batch a cornbread and Grandpa feels its time for Ruby to come on in.
After a good solid minute or two of calling her name, my dog comes playfully running to the house from my yard. And wouldn't ya know, here comes ol Ruby right behind her. Running as fast as she can and as Kaysi comes into Grandpa's yard, Ruby passes her and as she does, Ruby nips at her and growls a bit. Kaysi, being who Kaysi is doesn't hesitate to roll her and give her a good lecture on how little wimper-snappers like herself should not talk to the elderly like that!
Kaysi doesn't do anything to hurt her, just scared the pee pee out of her, literally, too!! I tell Kaysi, "Okay, Kase. That's enough" and she gets right off of her and Ruby, whimpering the whole time comes into the house, still crying. If she had a tail it would've been between her legs.
Turns out, I guess when Ruby tried to get up, Kaysi accidently scratched Ruby with her tooth and Ruby has a small boo boo. Aaaa, she'll be alright.
I thought it was too funny!
Anyhoo--- funny story! So, Saturday I'm over at my Grandpa's house and he has this little (12 lbs little) chihuahua/rat terrier mix dog, Ruby, and from inside the house she would love to chase a squirel, but when she gets outside, she just wants to sleep in the sun. So she puts on this huge, hilarious by the way, show of wanting to go outside. Her uncurbable excitement immediatly turns to, "Hmm, I think I'll just go for a walk" the second her foot touches the porch.
She's already put on this (I'm sure) learned routine to get out and Grandpa suggests we leave her out for a moment. So, I have time to cook a pot of zipper cream peas and a double batch a cornbread and Grandpa feels its time for Ruby to come on in.
After a good solid minute or two of calling her name, my dog comes playfully running to the house from my yard. And wouldn't ya know, here comes ol Ruby right behind her. Running as fast as she can and as Kaysi comes into Grandpa's yard, Ruby passes her and as she does, Ruby nips at her and growls a bit. Kaysi, being who Kaysi is doesn't hesitate to roll her and give her a good lecture on how little wimper-snappers like herself should not talk to the elderly like that!
Kaysi doesn't do anything to hurt her, just scared the pee pee out of her, literally, too!! I tell Kaysi, "Okay, Kase. That's enough" and she gets right off of her and Ruby, whimpering the whole time comes into the house, still crying. If she had a tail it would've been between her legs.
Turns out, I guess when Ruby tried to get up, Kaysi accidently scratched Ruby with her tooth and Ruby has a small boo boo. Aaaa, she'll be alright.
I thought it was too funny!
Friday, July 9, 2010
Compromises at Play
I thinking about my life the other day... I'm 27 years old, I have no career, no husband, no family. I still live in Odomville in a trailer home. Don't get me wrong, I (kinda) like where I am in my life right.
I'm getting to the point where I really enjoy having my nieces and nephews with me, doing stuff with them, but I also really enjoy alone and quiet time. I like being at home, able to care for my Grandpa and still able to be more involved with my critters. (By the way, I had my first chick hatch yesterday morning.)
My life is...mostly...the affects of my choices and I have made one compromise after another. At the beginning of my freshman year in High School, obviously, I made a decision to be put on the "college bound" trek of studies, instead of main stream or home/work program. I went all through High School taking accelerated classes, as many AP classes as were available to me. I partly blame myself, but I do have to say I didn't get much, in fact none at all, guidance from the guidance cousiler.
By the last semester in my senior year, I knew I wasn't going right on into college. Bummer... I started babysitting/nannying the first year out of high school, thinking it'd be a nice little money making thing to do while I took classes in Woodville or Jasper through Angelina. I actually signed up for three classes. All three were cancelled due to not enough people attending... "Hhmmm, maybe I'm not supposed to start school right now," I thought to myself, so I let it go, for now.
By the summer after graduating, I started full time at Dickerson Hospital in Jasper, working nights, thinking I would take some night classes and then be able to go straight to my night shift. I was misadvised about the SAT/ACT thing and didn't even sign up. I worked 5 1/2 years there and eventually made my way over to Texas Home Health... Eeerrrr, not even going there... I was there two years thinking the same thing. I could work my 8am - 5pm, Mon - Fri schedule, hang around for an hour or two and then go to classes... Never did!
One compromise after another.
And I was thinking while I was playing my most favoritest :) game ever, The Sims 2. I have a character, Allegra, that I play with. She was going to college, but met Emery and he wanted to get married. His lifetime aspiriation was to 6 grandkids, he needed to get started on his family soon. So, she quit college and got married. Her lifetime aspiration was to be an Education Minister, but because funds were low and they couple had a baby on the way, she had to find work. So, she became a Natural Scientist. Good money, good hours - each allowed her to help with the bills, etc and left plenty of time to have babies and help Emery fulfill his aspiration.
Next thing you know, though, she six days from becoming an elder and she's not an Education Minister and when you become an elder you can only go so high in the career tracks.
By having three children and eventually they having two each, Emery fulfilled his aspiration and would remain in Platinum (highest "happy" color) until the day he died. But that left Allegra struggling in orange and green, (#2 and #3 happy colors) and sometimes red (bad, lowest color). Allegra was left to constantly find little things that would make her happy. In retirement she learned to enjoy sewing and pottery and to keep herself happy could often be found in her craft room, sewing or sculpting a project. She died happy, but had to work at it. Where, if she stayed in college, put off her family for a bit to find THE job, she would be happy forever, like her husband Emery.
Even in games, we make compromises! Games... One or two little choices can and will change the whole course of our lives. The outcome of our game.
I heard a quote the other day "Work today for what or where you want to be tomorrow."
This Fall I will sign up for ONE class through Angelina in Jasper. Not much, but I'm going to start working on today for what I want tomorrow - to be a teacher.
No more compromises... I'm in this life, so far, for me. I'm going to start taking care of me. Thinking of me first. Wondering what I will think if I do or don't do this.
'Bout time me!
I'm getting to the point where I really enjoy having my nieces and nephews with me, doing stuff with them, but I also really enjoy alone and quiet time. I like being at home, able to care for my Grandpa and still able to be more involved with my critters. (By the way, I had my first chick hatch yesterday morning.)
My life is...mostly...the affects of my choices and I have made one compromise after another. At the beginning of my freshman year in High School, obviously, I made a decision to be put on the "college bound" trek of studies, instead of main stream or home/work program. I went all through High School taking accelerated classes, as many AP classes as were available to me. I partly blame myself, but I do have to say I didn't get much, in fact none at all, guidance from the guidance cousiler.
By the last semester in my senior year, I knew I wasn't going right on into college. Bummer... I started babysitting/nannying the first year out of high school, thinking it'd be a nice little money making thing to do while I took classes in Woodville or Jasper through Angelina. I actually signed up for three classes. All three were cancelled due to not enough people attending... "Hhmmm, maybe I'm not supposed to start school right now," I thought to myself, so I let it go, for now.
By the summer after graduating, I started full time at Dickerson Hospital in Jasper, working nights, thinking I would take some night classes and then be able to go straight to my night shift. I was misadvised about the SAT/ACT thing and didn't even sign up. I worked 5 1/2 years there and eventually made my way over to Texas Home Health... Eeerrrr, not even going there... I was there two years thinking the same thing. I could work my 8am - 5pm, Mon - Fri schedule, hang around for an hour or two and then go to classes... Never did!
One compromise after another.
And I was thinking while I was playing my most favoritest :) game ever, The Sims 2. I have a character, Allegra, that I play with. She was going to college, but met Emery and he wanted to get married. His lifetime aspiriation was to 6 grandkids, he needed to get started on his family soon. So, she quit college and got married. Her lifetime aspiration was to be an Education Minister, but because funds were low and they couple had a baby on the way, she had to find work. So, she became a Natural Scientist. Good money, good hours - each allowed her to help with the bills, etc and left plenty of time to have babies and help Emery fulfill his aspiration.
Next thing you know, though, she six days from becoming an elder and she's not an Education Minister and when you become an elder you can only go so high in the career tracks.
By having three children and eventually they having two each, Emery fulfilled his aspiration and would remain in Platinum (highest "happy" color) until the day he died. But that left Allegra struggling in orange and green, (#2 and #3 happy colors) and sometimes red (bad, lowest color). Allegra was left to constantly find little things that would make her happy. In retirement she learned to enjoy sewing and pottery and to keep herself happy could often be found in her craft room, sewing or sculpting a project. She died happy, but had to work at it. Where, if she stayed in college, put off her family for a bit to find THE job, she would be happy forever, like her husband Emery.
Even in games, we make compromises! Games... One or two little choices can and will change the whole course of our lives. The outcome of our game.
I heard a quote the other day "Work today for what or where you want to be tomorrow."
This Fall I will sign up for ONE class through Angelina in Jasper. Not much, but I'm going to start working on today for what I want tomorrow - to be a teacher.
No more compromises... I'm in this life, so far, for me. I'm going to start taking care of me. Thinking of me first. Wondering what I will think if I do or don't do this.
'Bout time me!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Okay, I officially greatly dislike my calling in Primary! Its not the kiddos...they're the greatest! Its the people I have to work with...or under...or whatever they want to call it.
I have tasks delegated to me... okay, I'm a counsilor, that's what's supposed to happen, but as I'm doing these things, I find out they are already done for me and if I have to change my plans, for whatever reason, and I'VE not sent out invites or notifications...I found out someone else has and I have to let all the parents know of something that I didn't plan... am I making any sense at all?
And this person worries why she's feeling so much pressure and feels so overwhelmed. Sweat pea, when you delegate - don't worry about it... that's why you delegated.
This is THE first calling that I've been told, "Do you want to go home and pray about it?" I, like most I think, think, "If I'm called, then I'm called." Right? Or is it just me? This has been an experience, for sure!
I feel smothered and feel like I'm constantly being watched over, and not in a good way.
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Does anyone want to go watch Eclipse with me? I don't have anyone to watch it with.
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Had a good day with Jarom. He took me on a four-wheeler ride through the ick in the pond and showed me where all his stands/blinds/feeders will be going for this coming hunting season.
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Kinda bummed...I need a boyfriend.
I have tasks delegated to me... okay, I'm a counsilor, that's what's supposed to happen, but as I'm doing these things, I find out they are already done for me and if I have to change my plans, for whatever reason, and I'VE not sent out invites or notifications...I found out someone else has and I have to let all the parents know of something that I didn't plan... am I making any sense at all?
And this person worries why she's feeling so much pressure and feels so overwhelmed. Sweat pea, when you delegate - don't worry about it... that's why you delegated.
This is THE first calling that I've been told, "Do you want to go home and pray about it?" I, like most I think, think, "If I'm called, then I'm called." Right? Or is it just me? This has been an experience, for sure!
I feel smothered and feel like I'm constantly being watched over, and not in a good way.
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Does anyone want to go watch Eclipse with me? I don't have anyone to watch it with.
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Had a good day with Jarom. He took me on a four-wheeler ride through the ick in the pond and showed me where all his stands/blinds/feeders will be going for this coming hunting season.
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Kinda bummed...I need a boyfriend.
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