Saturday, September 15, 2012

College and SUVs and Stuff

Geesh. It's been so long since I blogged that I barely know what I am doing in Blogger! It's so updated and streamlined. And, I'm not.

I am only blogging as a diversion from doing my final assessment for my Business Management class. Ugh. College sounded like so much fun two years ago. The honeymoon has worn off. I have seven classes left and I everytime I have to do an assignment I wonder what the heck I was thinking signing up for this. I'm actually listening to Justin Bieber right now. See? It's worse than you thought.

If you are under the age of 25 right now and have not gone to college, go sign up. RIGHT. NOW. It is not meant for 42-year old mothers of three. Nope. It is best if you just go now. Major in anything. Just go get a degree for the love of college. It isn't pretty doing what I do. Ummm...It's Saturday night and I'm blogging about not wanting to finish a final and now I'm singing along to vintage Edie Brickell. Scary, isn't it??

And on an unrelated note, 197,208 miles later, I'm car shopping. I figured I may get more money on a trade in if I don't have to actually TOW my van into the dealer. I may cry on that day I say the official good-bye. It sort of, but not really, reminds me of putting my cat to sleep. I've had this van since December of 2004. Many a car trip has been taken in my swagger wagon, lots of wonderful memories in this van we fondly refer to as "Stinky". However, I am going to be graduating from a mini-van and into a Honda Pilot (SUV). It just screams that my all my kids will be leaving home one day soon and I will need a vehicle to transport lumber and my seven show dogs (isn't that what people do when their kids leave home??). Oh. I don't really like this whole "my kids are growing up and leaving me" thing that seems to be looming on the horizon. I mean I like them the way they are now. No need to grow up.

You know what I really want to be doing now? Reading the third book in the Hunger Games series. But, if I bring it in my house, nobody will have food or clean clothing until I finish reading it. I'm really not kidding. The first two books were so good.

Lastly, I will leave you with this random thought that I’ve tried not to entertain. Take your kids to Disney when they have free dining. Because every time I think of Christmas that's all I want to buy for my children (and me).

Okay, break time is over. Time to write an essay on Alderfer’s ERG theory and Herzberg’s two-factor theory. Stop being jealous. Not everyone gets to do such cool things on a Saturday night.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Never Giving Up

I've been in hiding. At least from a blogging/transparent/unapologetically-throwing-my-thoughts-out kind of way. Lots of stuff happening around our house, but I've grown accustomed to the chaos. I still haven't decided if I like the isolated/"busy" person I've become in recent years so I don't know that I want to spend a whole bunch of time droning on and on in the blogosphere about life on a daily or weekly basis. But, I felt drawn here today for some reason to be honest because I'm fighting a brokenness right now and maybe somebody else is, too. I have no words to offer, really. Just a prayer and a song. We all go through stuff and we all have seasons of disappointment and discouragement. I'm just trying to pass through it quickly and with my mind set on Christ and while I know that's the best way to do it, some days it's hard to put into practice.

So, if you're in a tough place right now, this is for you. Soak it all in.

Be blessed today knowing He's Never Giving Up.....

Friday, March 23, 2012

Well, well, well...look who remembered her blog URL....

I have not posted since May and I am probably one of three people who may actually read this, but I'm feeling a little bit like I need to throw a few thoughts out for consideration.

Returning to college is pretty much killing my interest in writing. Everything is so academic, long, APA style with works cited that I miss just blogging about my guilty pleasures like Dance Moms and garlic fries from Sheetz. Life can sometimes be too serious now for such frivolous topics, though my children seem to think I can be pretty ridiculous funny most of the time.

Speaking of life being serious, I am dreading the 2012 elections. Dreading. I don't think any of the candidates can give us what we need and for the first time in my adult life I don't even know who to pull for. I read an interesting article by Erika Napoletano, but for gosh sakes if obscenity offends you, please don't click over to her blog because you will be horrified. However, if you can make it through a few of her posts without cringing from the language, she is a no-nonsense person who basically says it's time for politicians to start behaving like they are invested in this country and we, the people. F-bombs aside, the woman is insightful and I can't help but like her style of writing.

And, speaking of about The Hunger Games? My first response: Ew. No child of mine is going to read a book or watch a movie about kids killing kids. Then, I realized I didn't read the book and I didn't know enough about it and perhaps some good could come from being exposed to these themes, characters and scenarios. Age and maturity should be considered so I'm going to read it in my spare time (hahahahaha) and pray about it before I decide one way or the other if it is something I want my kids to see. I'm trying to stop condoning or condemning strictly on other people's opinions. And, quite is refreshing to think this way. Ahhhhh. However, are you going to see me pick up the Twilight series? Um. No. Vampires are icky.

Well, as I'm learning the best blog posts shouldn't babble on and on , I'll stop for now. However, I do plan to address more important topics at some point like our new Kuerig, Pinterest, media's influence on what we think, coaching, mothering, including the fact that my first born child is less than a week away from getting her driver's permit.

It may take me until next year to actually write it, but it's simmering on the back burner.