I'm just going to take a minute here to breathe. Sighhh* Much better. It is so hot outside! This week has been long and will continue to be since I'm working the weekend too. The other day was Strawberry Fest a couple miles away from my house. My family went with Grandma (She treated us! How nice!) and we got full--and I mean full--of strawberries. I was thinking I was just going to get handed this nice little bowl with a biscuit and strawberries and ice cream. But no! I get handed a full plate of strawberries, ice cream, whip cream, and a biscuit. If I had eaten dinner, I don't know how I would've gotten through that full plate. Thanks, Grandma!
The weekend is almost here and that means...still working! I have a busy weekend filled with work ahead of me, but it will be fun. I have to miss church though (again) which is a downer. Either way, I'm pooped today and ready for some sleep! Nap time here I come.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
To-Do
So. It has been forever since my last blog (April apparently). I have been crazy busy recently, what with my freshman year ending and starting my job, along with everything else. Today, blogging was on my to-do list.
I don't know if you know this about me, but I am a crazy to-do-list-maker. I write them like its my job, and it really should be because I think I spend more time writing I should do than getting things done. Otherwise, I'm completely lost and can't keep anything straight. It isn't like my memory is bad, because I'm a great "remember-er" but I can't keep focus very well. Thus the to-do list.
So today on the top of my to do list was to write a blog. I also need to wash my window, finish my laundry, clean my room,...I can't remember what else (I lost my to-do list =\ ). Is it sad though that I have been home a month and a half and I am still not fully unpacked? My room is a war zone.
So all I'm really saying in this not-at-all-organized post is that I'm exhausted and obviously can't make coherent posts, and maybe I should just go to bed now. And I would....if my laundry were done.
I don't know if you know this about me, but I am a crazy to-do-list-maker. I write them like its my job, and it really should be because I think I spend more time writing I should do than getting things done. Otherwise, I'm completely lost and can't keep anything straight. It isn't like my memory is bad, because I'm a great "remember-er" but I can't keep focus very well. Thus the to-do list.
So today on the top of my to do list was to write a blog. I also need to wash my window, finish my laundry, clean my room,...I can't remember what else (I lost my to-do list =\ ). Is it sad though that I have been home a month and a half and I am still not fully unpacked? My room is a war zone.
So all I'm really saying in this not-at-all-organized post is that I'm exhausted and obviously can't make coherent posts, and maybe I should just go to bed now. And I would....if my laundry were done.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Things Professors Say
Alright, so I know it has been a really long time since my last post. Yeah, over a month. So I'm bad at being consistent, let's leave it at that.
There are days in class when I literally cannot keep myself awake and the thing that stops me from keeling over in a pile on the floor are the quotes I jot down from my professors. Sometimes, the right things that professors say, when taken out of context, can be so funny (and be enough to keep someone awake). I thought I would share some of this generous wisdom that some of my professors have given.
"People have been eating fruit for....years"
"Maybe there's things that people are putting in their mouths that they shouldn't be putting in their mouths"
"It looks like, this class at least....drinks, a lot. We'll talk about that"
Question: "Is there a particular livestock you like" Professor's Answer: "Well...I liked our cat"
"Do you believe the Ho?!" (Ho=Null Hypothesis...but is somewhat a double entendre..)
"That's worse than being buried alive--Buried with a Stat test!"
"I'm ganna run out and get me a strawberry yogurt"
There are days in class when I literally cannot keep myself awake and the thing that stops me from keeling over in a pile on the floor are the quotes I jot down from my professors. Sometimes, the right things that professors say, when taken out of context, can be so funny (and be enough to keep someone awake). I thought I would share some of this generous wisdom that some of my professors have given.
"People have been eating fruit for....years"
"Maybe there's things that people are putting in their mouths that they shouldn't be putting in their mouths"
"It looks like, this class at least....drinks, a lot. We'll talk about that"
Question: "Is there a particular livestock you like" Professor's Answer: "Well...I liked our cat"
"Do you believe the Ho?!" (Ho=Null Hypothesis...but is somewhat a double entendre..)
"That's worse than being buried alive--Buried with a Stat test!"
"I'm ganna run out and get me a strawberry yogurt"
Friday, March 16, 2012
Mud on the Tires
This is the first weekend of my Spring Break. It was a long week getting to this, but I'm home and bumming it. Because I use bum as a verb.
I am probably one of the worst drivers that you will ever encounter. The problem isn't so much that I'm a bad driver (I did get the driver's ed. award in high school), but more that I get really nervous when I do actually drive. I've spent approximately 98.745 percent of my driving career going back and forth from home to town. I also have gotten the four-wheeler stuck (twice), which I believe should be proof of my poor driving abilities. It seems that I always have misfortunes like that. Having been at college for a while, my driving skills are a little rusty, so when I was asked to take my little sister to my uncle's house today, I was alright until I realized I would be taking the truck. The truck doesn't scare me too much, and I thought that I would be okay, until I saw the muddy back-road that I would be taking. My little sister convinced me to take another route, so we changed directions onto another dirt road that was....without a doubt, far muddier. As we were slipping and sliding and figuring out 4-wheel-drive, I was thinking to myself that maybe I shouldn't have agreed to drive her over. But we got to the other road she told me to take, and we started up the base of that hill, which we then proceeded to take in reverse as it was deemed too much of a challenge for my driving skills with the amount of mud on that hill. We decided to give it up.
We went home and washed the truck, again (because it had been washed just before we realized we needed to take it) and my uncle came and got Brittany...he also told us that the hill we originally planned on taking was dry. Point Brittany. Negative points for me for letting Brittany convince me to take a different route.
Surely, this will not be the only driving story ever posted. Just wait.
I am probably one of the worst drivers that you will ever encounter. The problem isn't so much that I'm a bad driver (I did get the driver's ed. award in high school), but more that I get really nervous when I do actually drive. I've spent approximately 98.745 percent of my driving career going back and forth from home to town. I also have gotten the four-wheeler stuck (twice), which I believe should be proof of my poor driving abilities. It seems that I always have misfortunes like that. Having been at college for a while, my driving skills are a little rusty, so when I was asked to take my little sister to my uncle's house today, I was alright until I realized I would be taking the truck. The truck doesn't scare me too much, and I thought that I would be okay, until I saw the muddy back-road that I would be taking. My little sister convinced me to take another route, so we changed directions onto another dirt road that was....without a doubt, far muddier. As we were slipping and sliding and figuring out 4-wheel-drive, I was thinking to myself that maybe I shouldn't have agreed to drive her over. But we got to the other road she told me to take, and we started up the base of that hill, which we then proceeded to take in reverse as it was deemed too much of a challenge for my driving skills with the amount of mud on that hill. We decided to give it up.
We went home and washed the truck, again (because it had been washed just before we realized we needed to take it) and my uncle came and got Brittany...he also told us that the hill we originally planned on taking was dry. Point Brittany. Negative points for me for letting Brittany convince me to take a different route.
Surely, this will not be the only driving story ever posted. Just wait.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Just Kidding
Oh deary, So today's blog involves something near and dear to my heart, and apparently everyone else's because it's all I seem to be hearing about this past week or so. Goats! A bunch of my friends live on goat farms or raised goats, and a farming couple even came into one of my classes and talked about their goat farm and goat cheese business. They all keep talking about how they get to go home over break and see all of their "kids" and I'm so jealous. Sigh* I miss having goats, and right about now, I really miss kidding season. Even though kidding season meant a ton more work, it was well worth it to see all those little guys running around. If you don't believe their cuteness/adorability (maybe made-up words), let's just take a gander at this here picture.
Rocky was one of my kids several years ago, and when he was born, he was super weak and was our house goat for about a week as he began to walk. Usually kids take literally only minutes to stand up after being born, but Rocky didn't walk for several days. He sure was a cutie, and got stronger by the day. He was just like a dog and would follow you everywhere. I would let him out of his pen while I was doing chores and he would follow me out to the water trough and back into the barn...and we went for walks together (sounds lame, but it was super cooooool. All the cool kids are doing it these days). That's...pretty much my goat blog.
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| Rocky was trying to help me with my homework |
In other news, my Valentine's Day balloon has made it a month,
but today
it's looking a little sorry. It's at waist height,
but still in the
air. Also, I hope to be adding
more pictures to the Emmy page =] Puppy
pictures,
those are the best! Check 'em out!
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