Snow Day

I hate the snow. HATE IT. But today, I LOVE it.

Driving all the way to Orem for a 5o minute class is really hard for me to do. But today, the snow made it so I don't have to. It is a total whiteout here. And I refuse to leave my house, possibly even the top top floor of my house. I am so comfortable inside.

Right after I canceled school, my fantastic boss called and cancelled dance classes today, so I have the entire day to do nothing. I finished all my homework over the weekend so I wouldn't have to worry about it tonight, and now I have nothing to do. Well, not entirely true. I think I will start a new quilt today and finish up a purse I have been working on for ages. Or I will go into hibernation.

Phones

Yesterday my father chose to install EIGHT phones in our house. The phone he picked is a real great model, 24 lines, a hold button, a transfer button, a conference button and an intercom button.

When he came in my room to install my phone I tried to resist it. I told him, "I don't ever talk on this phone! I barely talk on my cell phone, why would I want that? I don't have room for it on my desk! No, it can't go there, it won't fit!" I turned around to talk to Dawn and when I turned back around he had my new office equipped phone propped up on my printer.

I have now hidden the phone behind a picture frame, and as soon as they are connected I will be unplugging it and setting it in the hallway for his use.

Other locations of the phones: Laundry room, Bridger's room, Mom and Dad's room, Mom and Dad's Bathroom, Kitchen, Family Room (this one really gets me, it is literally in the same room as the kitchen phone) and the office. I am just waiting for the one to arrive for the garage, the entry way, the living room, the dining room, the stairway, the hallway, the pantry.

I think one phone in the kitchen would have been more than sufficient.

I am going to try harder than my hardest to NEVER answer the phone here.

Cozy, cozy

I went to make my bed this morning and this is what I found:




How I am suppose to make my bed when this animal is looking this cute is beyond me. I refuse to disturb him.

Cold weather

During the Summer months, I complain about the heat. I long for winter when I can finally be comfortable. This week I have decided that I am going to try my very hardest to never complain about being too hot again.

Winter does have its advantages:
-I can layer my clothing and look great
-I feel more immediate comfort when I come in from the cold into the heat
-I can drink hot chocolate

With these advantages come disadvantages:
-Driving in snow or on ice is dangerous and scares me
-When I walk outside for extended periods my nose and ears turn scarlet and my eyes water, ruining my mascara
-I have to wear long johns to stay comfortable
-Waiting for the bus in 5 degree weather is misery
-Cleaning the car off is also misery

Now if you count those, it looks like there are more cons than pros, which means that Summer wins over Winter.


I have one other thing I need to say. Shuttles at school are the absolute BEST thing there could be.

Last night I couldn't sleep because I had to take a test today and didn't quite know how to get to the testing center. Actually, I have two things to say.

First, I hate the idea of testing centers. What is wrong with administering the test in class? Why force me to use my time to take the test?

Okay, back to my lack of sleep due to my fears about the testing center. I looked at a map last night and the center seemed to be very far away from the rest of the campus. This infuriated me, as I have grown quite fond of being able to walk from class to class in a matter of seconds and never have to leave the outdoors.

So this morning I had a one hour break between classes and I decided I better try to get to the testing center. I walked out the back doors and low and behold there was a shuttle just waiting for me to get on. I just prayed that it would take me to the testing center.

A few moments later I was dropped off basically at the doors of the testing center. And after my ten minute test I walked outside to see the shuttle waiting for me again.

My point here is: Shuttles are a dream come true, take advantage of them, especially in this cold winter weather.

This cat has the BEST table manners

I can't stop watching this.

Great find

UVSC doesn't have tons to offer. The campus is bleak, the classrooms are bleak, most of the people there are quite bleak, the food selection is the bleakest thing around. But today as I was passing one of their 1,000 vending machines something caught my eye. In a machine full of garbage was a line of skim milk bottles. I couldn't believe my fortune. I love skim milk with all of my heart and a small bottle of it is hard to come by. I immediately fed the machine $1.25 and was very satisfied.

One other note, there is a boy in a few of my classes that is driving me crazy. He won't stop talking to me. At one point he asked if he could take a look at my iPod and made the comment that my music collection was "very eclectic." I was pissed and demanded the iPod back very soon thereafter. Today he was gushing about Garden State. He is in my intro to nursing class and keeps telling me he wishes nurses were still prostitutes, I don't know how to respond to that. Basically, he has earned himself the #1 spot on my Five People I Refuse To Tolerate List.

NOT OK

Today in the tap class I teach one of the little girls was going wild. Not unusual, the average age in the class is four years old. I am sitting there trying to give them a talk about what is appropriate and what is not appropriate while they stand in line to wait their turn to do side-togethers across the floor and this monster bites another little girl. And it was just a nip, she drew blood, lots of blood. I was so angry. I made the offender feel so bad for what she did she began to cry, which I was totally fine with.

Don't send your kids my way unless they have manners. I don't want them.

Your thoughts

Every year around this time I begin looking for a swimsuit. I don't know why, because I swim maybe once a year, but the idea of a good looking suit is intriguing. Last year I bought three. I returned two and kept one, I have no idea why because I know I will never wear it.

I haven't had a one-piece swimsuit in years. I have always felt that they look somewhat ridiculous. The last one I remember was blue and had shocking pink watermelons on it, I was maybe four or five.

The question here is: Is this a good looking one-piece? I can't decide. And since I am trying to limit my impulse buys this year I was hoping you could give me your thoughts. One-piece? Or two?

By the end of the weekend or so help me

By Sunday at 9:00 PM I plan to have several thousand things finished, done and off my mind, and I can't wait.

Bosley recently went through paw surgery because he had a piece of rotting claw in his finger.

For the past two weeks I have been medicating him with Amoxicillin twice a day. It is a NIGHTMARE to give a cat medication. Especially bubble gum flavored medication. He has pink all over the fur around his lips because it is such a fight. The above picture is a gives you a great idea about what goes on. The white blur to the left is the cat taking flight at the very sight of the medicine.


So the good news here is that his stitches come out this weekend. So I won't have to stay up at night worrying about where he is and if he is trying to chew them out. One more traumatizing trip to the vet and we are finished with this ordeal.

I have three sewing projects that I insist on getting done.

This will turn into a bag for my mother. It has been waiting for ages.

This will turn into a quilt.

And then Monday bright and early I am taking this quilt along with another quilt to the post office to ship them to a lady named Paula who will quilt them.

Then I will turn some other fabric into a bag. I didn't feel like getting a picture, you don't care that much.


I have a bunch of new, exciting projects on the horizon and I can't wait to get them going.
For example, helping Bosley grow back that hair he is missing on his arm from a bandage he tore off. Counseling Bosley on the advantages he has over other cats--baths, vet visits, a warm home, cat treats. A new quilt or two. Some spring skirts, with all of this fabric http://purlsoho.com/purl/products/fabricdetail/1695. I can't wait.

WE ALL KNOW

There is a girl in my chemistry class that I CANNOT HANDLE. She always is sitting behind, no matter where I sit.

Basically what she does is answer obvious questions really loud. Questions that are 100% common knowledge.

Examples include but are definitely not limited to:

Teacher: "....and then came the General Theory of Relativity from..."
Obnoxious Girl "Albert Einstein!"

Teacher: "And does anyone know where the English system of measurement came from? What is a foot anyway?" (There was a picture of a 12 inch ruler with a foot next to it on the screen)
Obnoxious Girl: "It is the size of an ancient foot. Oh and England!"

Teacher: "Well, how much is a foot?"
Obnoxious Girl: "12 inches"

Teacher: "How much is a yard anyway?"
Obnoxious Girl: "Three feet, or 36 inches."

WE ALL KNOW. I was extremely close to whipping my head around and letting her know that everyone knows. And if she continues this behavior I will be forced to tell her that unfortunately she is not a genius, and the teacher will never be impressed with her wealth of common knowledge.

Sweets

During my long school days, I have very few choices for food. Either I eat meat that is called chicken covered in sauce that is called teriyaki, nachos or frozen pizza advertised as fresh. NO THANK YOU. So I turn to candy.

There are two types of candy that stave off my hunger for nine hours. Butter Rum Lifesavers and Orange Tic Tacs.






These are by far the best lifesaver, the best hard candy for that matter. I don't care what you say, butterscotch is a classy flavor. I can't get enough of it. And when I am sitting in a 75 minute class with a girl who can't stop talking about how pissed she is that Al Gore won "that award," that we have to watch "his stupid Inconvenient Truth," and that "global warming has been going on for years, a proven fact, but also global cooling! No one needs to worry about a thing!" Butter Rum Lifesavers keep me sane. They are an actual lifesaver, which I appreciate.






Orange Tic Tacs are what keep my stomach from growling continuously. I put about ten in my mouth each time I feel like I am going to die of starvation and my hunger is satiated. And when my head is about to explode I just pour a few in my mouth and feel fine again.

I will never spend $1.39 on rice covered in salty teriyaki again. I will just keep to my sweets. Type 2 Diabetes here I come.

Bus Riding

I was fairly excited to go back to school. I was going to get on a great schedule, learn lots, get closer to graduating, and best of all-- ride the bus.

The moment I got to the bus stop on the first day of school I realized I had the wrong idea. There was a woman running in circles. A young man chatting with himself. And it was so bloody cold.

The bus ride itself wasn't that bad. My biggest complaint was that we had to keep getting off the freeway.

The ride home was one thousand times worse. I sat freezing at the bus stop for 45 minutes waiting (I could have driven home twice). By the time the bus finally did arrive (9 minutes late) I had an awful headache and an awful attitude. One of the passengers was literally Mr. Bean. I hate to even bring Mr. Bean into the picture, but this man was the living, walking version of Mr. Bean. He was constantly smiling, staring and grunted to communicate. I was terrified he was going to follow me home.

Then to top it all off, I got dropped off on the opposite side of the street than I wanted. So I had to walk all the way down to the crosswalk, and walk all the way back to my car.

Basically, I would rather pay for gas.Forget time for studying, reading or thinking, I much rather transport myself. However, I have convinced myself to ride the bus two of my four days of school. Tomorrow, I get to drive and I am THRILLED.