Archive | September, 2012

Grab a Chair and Stay Awhile

Oh, guys, I’m so SORRY it’s been so long! I feel like I haven’t talked to you in AGES.

So, um, I’m a little busy lately. I mean, I’m ALWAYS busy, but lately, it really and truly feels like I never get a spare moment. Like, I’ve been getting up at 4:30 a.m. (AY-EM!) every morning so I have enough time to get stuff done. And I haven’t been running at all, which is killing my soul.

I feel like I have so much to catch you up on. Which is horrible grammar. But.

BULLETS IT IS!

  • We took a picnic on Sunday, which is JUST what the doctor ordered. The weather was gorgeous, nice and crisp and cool, and so we went up on the mountain with some Subway sandwiches and we relaxed. Tony played on the playground, Jack and Bryan threw the frisbee, and then we all went wandering down whatever path the boys chose.

  • Friday I went and got my hair did, and Hillary and I both agree that Haircut Day should be a holiday. Hillary says to follow the appointment up with book and sunshine, but I countered that a Girls’ Night Out is in order. (Because, ahem, I only look THIS good once a month!)
  • Random diversion here, but – yesterday was National Suicide Prevention Day and I meant to write something for that. There are so many resources out there for you if you are contemplating taking your own life – please PROMISE ME that you will try at least two of those before you decide the only way to go is out. Because it’s not. Don’t.
  • One thing about my life that makes me sad (boo hoo for Sarah) is that I take a LOT of pictures. Which means I’m rarely ever in them. I don’t have many pictures of me with the kids, or me with the animals, or me.. at all. Which is fine, for the most part – I’m not building a modeling portfolio – but I am sad that I don’t have many pictures of me with the kids or with family. Which is why I was over-the-moon happy that a random kind stranger made me get in the picture on Saturday night.

Thanks, Random Kind Stranger!

  • How do you smile in pictures? I.. sort of hate smiling in pictures. I hate my teeth. (I have itty bitty baby teeth.) So my smile is forced if my teeth are exposed. At my birthday luncheon, everyone was mocking Tony’s “picture smile” when Jenni pointed out that I DO IT TOO. And then this picture. Yep. It’s me. I did it to him.
  • (It’s fair to mention that I had just pounded a frozen sangria because the boys were tired of sitting in one place, so I maaaaaaay have been a little tipsy here.)
  • Ooh, here’s the Before picture.

Courtesy Bryan Comer Pics

  • Hey, wanna know what I looked like every time it was Jenni’s birthday until I was 31 older?

Someone is REALLY enjoying Momma’s birthday.

  • And, lastly, because I’m STILL SO STOKED ABOUT IT, I got a late birthday present!

I couldn’t tell you the carat weight, and it’s a blah-de-blah cut or whatever, but it’s PLATINUM, which means I have worn it almost 24/7 since Friday without a SINGLE HINT OF GREEN. Bryan also won’t tell me how much he spent on it, because since we’ve been married, he’s offered to buy me a platinum ring a couple of times, but the MONEY. Gah, we could spend the money on so many better things! Worthier things! Had he given me this ring when he proposed, I probably would’ve said no, in all honesty. I’d rather him spend that money on the kids. But he did this without asking, and it’s perfect, and I love it, and I stare at it frequently. LOVE THIS RING.

(My favorite part is that the diamond is recessed into the setting, which I initially was not a fan of, but it’s AWESOME. Doesn’t catch on ANYTHING and I don’t worry about a prong coming loose and losing the diamond.)

  • I lied. It’s not lastly. This is. Someone had a CASE OF THE MONDAYS.

 

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Let’s Take a Mental Break.

You remember, back in the days of Xangas and MySpace pages and Facebook notes, when we would all answer those random question surveys? I LOVED THOSE. They were absolutely perfect for completely mentally taking a break from my hectic day.

HENCE THIS LIST.

If you could throw any kind of party, what would it be like and what would it be for?

Once upon a time, I lived with  my best friend and we threw crazy awesome parties. Our favorite was Halloween. Costumes were mandatory and our food was amazing and we had too much witch’s brew. I would throw that again. Halloween is my second-favorite holiday, and man, I love Halloween food!

If you could paint a picture of any scenery you’ve seen before, what would you paint?

Sadly, I’m having trouble thinking of scenery that would relate well to a painting. I love the beach, but it’s the sounds that really make it special for me. I love the French Quarter, but you have to be able to taste it to really get it. And I love my grandfather’s farm, but if you can’t smell the cracked leather seats in his truck, it’s not going to be the same. I guess I’m not a visual person.

If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?

I’ve never had an age so amazing that I didn’t want to keep going, you know? And hell, every year just gets better.

If you knew the world was ending in 2012, what would you do differently?

I would quit trying to lose weight and instead indulge in warm Krispie Kremes at every opportunity. Also, I’d probably relax on my kids a bit. Lord knows I push them.

If you could choose anyone, who would you pick as your mentor?

Honestly? I watched the Alabama game last weekend (RAMMER JAMMER) and realized that Nick Saban is an amazing manager of people. I would love to spend a season with him, watching him work and learning from him.

If you could witness any event past, present or future, what would it be?

I am sad that I never got to see a shuttle launch. As someone who has gazed at the stars all of her life and now works in the space industry, I feel like I missed something magical there. Here’s hoping I can see a launch of our next vehicle.. the one I’m building.

If you could learn to do anything, what would it be?

You know what? I think about this all the time. But my biggest obstacle is TIME, and I mean, really, I could learn to do anything if I only had the time. So I often wish that I had those glasses from that series Chuck , where you can magically put them on and within minutes be fluent in several languages and forms of martial arts.

If you had to work on only one project for the next year, what would it be?

Wait, like.. I’m excused from everything else? I can choose to do one and only one thing? I am giddy at the prospect of this. Let’s see. One year. I would create and develop a liaison program pairing local arts professionals with local at-risk schools, allowing them to visit on a regular basis and expose the kids to arts they would otherwise not see.

If you were immortal for a day, what would you do?

Jump from very high places, all day. I didn’t have to think long at all about this. I have a very odd urge to jump from any high place.

If you had to change your first name, what would you change it to?

When I was little, I wanted to be called “Sadie” because there eleventy frillion other Sarahs. Mom wouldn’t go for it. When I wrote fiction as a teen, I usually wrote as “Selina”, which is 1) kind of a mashup of my first and middle names and 2) Catwoman’s alter ego. But now.. I don’t know. I kind of feel at home in my name. Because I’m boring, I guess.

If you could meet anyone, living or dead, who would you meet?

Jim Henson, hands down.

If you won the lottery, what is the first thing you would do?

Gah, I’m SO BORING. I’d pay off all of our debts and the debts of our family. Seriously. To me, luxury is as simple as never having to worry about keeping your lights on or your house paid for.

If you were reincarnated as an animal/drink/ice cream flavor, what would it be?

This is very odd. I have a strong connection to giraffes; I don’t know why. But I think I’d come back as one. A drink? I don’t know. Limoncello? Italian and a little sweet but also tangy? Um, ice cream flavors.. I don’t know what I’d come back as, but I would pretty much strangle a nun for some Ben & Jerry’s Red Velvet Cake RIGHT NOW.

If you could know the answer to any question, besides “What is the meaning of life?”, what would it be?

“How do you raise an amazing child to be an amazing adult?” Because, seriously, why is there not a handbook on this yet? There are very few days that go by that don’t have me questioning pretty much every parenting decision I make and worrying that I’m setting them at a disadvantage that they may never recover from.

If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose?

Anne of Green Gables. There are so few books that can hold my attention, and Anne of Green Gables may be the only book I’ve EVER reread. I can sit down with that book and immediately get absorbed in it. I love every aspect of it – from the obsession with emo poetry (.. their emo was just different than ours) to the cherry cordial to the cherry  blossoms on the island. I loved Anne’s spirit and her kind nature and how damn plucky she was. I attribute a lot of my red hair to Anne of Green Gables.

WHEW. And I feel much, much better.

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How’s School Going?

Well, I’ll tell you.

I quickly remembered why I never did school the first time around. Or, honestly, the second time around. Because it is FULL OF INEFFICIENCY THAT STIFLES MY VERY BEING.

I was all excited. Like, I was genuinely ready to start this endeavor and focus and streamline and get ‘er done! and all that. And then I realized that I didn’t know what to do.

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Well, it’s simple! Just log-on to this online system!

(Oh, wait. What? You have a computer made after 2006? You’ll need to load some older versions of software like Java and Adobe that are no longer available online since it’s now 2012.)

Oh, good. You  made it. Now, here’s where you click for your course.

(Wait. Just a second. We actually have two different platforms for online classes. Your classes will be split between them. You’ll only know which is in where after logging in to both and trying to get in to the courses.)

(Oh, and. The two different platforms? Have different computing requirements. Some are contradictory. SORRY ABOUT THAT!)

Well, hey! You  made it to the course data. Here’s your syllabus. Oh, and, sorry for the confusion, but there’s actually two MORE platforms you’ll use within these courses. But not all of them.

(Oh, hang on. These actually have two more different computing requirements. So, yeah, sorry. You’ll need to log on initially in IE6 to take the module about IE9, and you’ll need to open that module within Firefox because it’s not compatible with IE.)

Time for your first test! Time flies! Have you studied?

(Oh, one note. These questions are created randomly by the online learning system. They may not be actually reflected in your assigned text. Hope you’re okay with that.)

(Oh, and there are three questions on this one test on that learning platform that are not functioning correctly. Tech support has been alerted, but don’t answer those three. I can’t tell you which ones, since it’s randomly generated. But you should be able to tell.)

Did you get the communication from the professor?

(It’s either on a discussion board for that one class or in your school email or in that learning platform’s message system or this learning platform’s unique email system. And it contained assignment information that was due yesterday.)

Be sure you log-on to take that assessment for a grade!

(The log-on screen seems to be having some issues today. And yesterday. Tomorrow’s not looking too good either. Just keep checking, because we know you have the time.)

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Of course, it’s not this bad all the time. After all, it’s only been two weeks.

Admittedly, I had a wrench thrown into my life when our internet unexpectedly went out last Wednesday and the soonest they could get out to repair it ended up being tomorrow. So all of my day off on Friday was spent taking tests at my parents’ house, and I ended up having to get up early on my morning away from kids and pets to finish up some coursework and work-work.

I am a bit stressed, is what I’m saying here.

There’s a saying in running, and it’s what I keep telling myself here –

You have to get through your first wind before you’ll get a second wind.

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