Gah! I Got Nuthin'

Yeah, that's right. Notta damn thing. I have tried writing a journal today, but... coming up blank.

I tried writing about the weather (which is GAWGEOUS today) but it was rather boring.

I tried writing about teenagers and the youth of America, but even I got annoyed with it.

I tried writing about cookies, but I got hungry, went and got a snack and when I came back, my computer had involuntarily shut down and I lost my cookie post.

I tried writing about my kids but I always write about my kids.

So what does that leave me with? I'm sure I could come up with something... given enough time. However, I kinda want to go and read my book right now. Outside. In the GAWGEOUS weather.

So I will leave you with this little tidbit; when discussing potentially moving to Oregon with the children (we're not moving, it was just a conversation), my youngest daughter says, "We can't move there! We don't speak Oregon!"

Peace.

So Much For That!

Today was supposed to be a day spent in relative peace and quiet. I was supposed to think deep thoughts, read for hours uninterrupted, write words of brilliance and inspiration... you know, the usual.

Instead, my youngest decided that today was going to be her day to stay home from school. And then my Extreme Teen rolls in at about nine, wanting to just "chill", I guess, here at home.

Yay.

To explain the stay at home thing... see, I give my kids one free day a school year (no, they do not "roll over" year to year). They get to choose a day and stay home for school, "just because". The only rules are that two (or more) of them can't choose it on the same day, they can't choose it just coming off of a school break, and that I can override it if it's necessary. So far, the three older kids have all taken their days, and "Delta" decided that today would be her day.

Right now she is sitting behind me, chatting away. She wants me to make a list of things that we can do. Which would be cool if she had things in mind like, baking cookies. Or watching a movie and making popcorn. Instead, she wants to "throw a party for when the kids get home". And that entails us "making signs" and "decorating".

She also wants us to "do art projects". Whatever that means... she is making a list as we speak. A list! Doesn't she know that I'm not that kind of mom? Haha

And as for the Extreme Teen... yeah. Let's not even go there.

I do have some things to get done today... errands and such. In about ten minutes, I'm going to get off the computer and into the shower and get ready for the day.

Maybe in twenty. Or thirty.

Let's be realistic.

Ok, so I've been stressing this whole college thing. It's new, it's different, I've never gone... that kinda freaks me out a bit. I've been really excited, but now I'm starting to get more than a little nervous.

I'm taking four classes... English 120, Math 88, History and a Public Speaking class. The English and history classes are the ones that I'm mostly stoked about, math and public speaking... eh, not so much! But I have to take them because to do what I want to do, well, you know... kinda has to be done.

Oh, what do I want to do, you ask (or not lol)? Well, teach. History or English. Could I do both? At the university I want to attend, English and history have a lot of the same requirements for what classes you have to take, so that makes it easier. I don't know for sure what I want to major in yet... it will probably wind up being English, since that's my "thing"... but then again, I do love me some history. At least I have an entire year to decide. Whatever it is, I hope I just stick with it. I know a lot of people who switch it up more than a few times, and me being me, I don't really want to do that!

Ok, so that's that. Guess I'll be going now... life beckons and all that rot.

Peace.

Ok. Let's Try This Again.

The thing is, I have been very uninspired for weeks on end. I have thoughts (who doesn't?) but none of those thoughts have been very interesting as of late. Also, I have no motivation for writing.

I blame my children. They have sucked all cognizant thought right from my brain. This past Winter Break has been particularly exhausting. You know, there was Xmas and then New Years and all the hype therein associated with these events. And the build up... the build up! A lot of time, energy, planning, plotting, and budgeting went into the holiday shopping. Which is fine, yeah, and in these most uncertain times I am profoundly grateful that I'm in a position to be able to do that for my family, but it has led to a most notable decrease in my higher brain function. Having them home for two weeks was fun, but damn. I'm tired.

They're back in school now, and life as I know it is getting back to routine... for now. But that is soon to change. I've got Big Doins on the horizon there...

See here's the dealio. A few months ago, I wrote THIS BLOG about how I never graduated from high school and never went back and never got the GED. Well, that changed. I did go in to The Adult Education Center, went to GED Orientation thing, scheduled my tests, and took four of five. Theeeeeen I put off the fifth test, math, for a long time. Like, six months. Why? Eh... I was a chicken, I guess. Math is NOT my forte', and I had more or less convinced myself that myself would not pass that test.

Ok, so fast forward to beginning part of December of '08. I just... got tired of NOT doing it, I guess. I called, scheduled yonder test, went in and took it. I also had been toying with the idea of (gulp) college.

And I kinda need a GED or hs diploma to get a degree. Thus, my putting off of the GED thing was not conducive to me achieving that. So... yeah. Time to quit being a chicken...

Long story short, I finished all the tests, passed all the tests, and got the freaking GED. I've also enrolled in our local community college, and classes start on January 26th. Yup. Higher education called. I answered.

'Bout time.

Alright, moving on, shall we?

So I have toyed with the idea of just not continuing this blog. I kinda had decided to shut it down, but dude. I think the narcissist in me won't let me just fold like that. So I decided instead to make a goal that for a solid month, I will write here everyday. I mean, I enjoy writing. It makes me happy. And not that I have a ton of interesting things to say, but hey, sometimes I knock one out that even I'm like, damn, good stuff. Bottom line, I like it. I like doing it. I think I'm decent at it. So why not do it? *hence, the title*

Also, I think it's time for a new look. I'm kinda bored of this one.

Let's see, what else? Nothing else too exciting is happening in my corner of the world. I've been reading a lot, and that's fun stuff. I like to read more than anything. Right now I'm reading Karavans by Jennifer Roberson. So far, so good. I'm about half way through, but dude... yesterday I misplaced my book and I cannot find it. I hate that. It's around here... somewhere. The great mystery is, where? I may have to wrangle the kidlets into looking for it for me.

I have been indulging my Battlestar Galactica obsession by engorging myself on all the seasons from one through four. My eldest daughter has officially been corrupted and she is right there with me, watching them. She's as hooked as I am. We have one disk of season four to go, and we will have watched them all! Now the new season just needs to start... seriously. January sixteenth, people! On the Scifi channel. 10 pm. Make a note! Set your DVRs!

So say we all!

Ok, so there's stuff that I need to get to right now... mainly, the laundry. Did you know that I do laundry for seven people? Do you know how much laundry that is? Well, it's a lot, if you must know. And did you know that I am seriously procrastinating right now? That I just have no desire to get up, get dressed, and go to the laundry mat and do the dang laundry? Yeah. I'm in my bathrobe and Bearpaw boots (which are like Uggs) and totally. Not. Wanting. To. Move. From. This. Spot.

WHY does the laundry not do itself?

And in that vein... why do the dishes not do themselves? Seems that if there was ever something that should just, you know, do itself, it should be the dishes. Dishes for seven people is a lot, too. If ever I needed a little Mrs. Weasley magic, it would be now. Wave a wand and housework done!

Sometimes life is just so unfair.

SIGH.

Aaaand I'm still procrastinating.

Guess I'll go and be all responsible-like now. I do that from time to time. Just don't tell anyone. Ruin my rep, yo.

Later.