The Plans are in Place

I am very excited because we are going to the new Harry Potter Theme Park in Orlando. I want to try some butter beer and maybe ride a broomstick.

In the meantime, the following tune keeps going through my head:

Snape, Snape, Severus Snape.
Snape, Snape, Severus Snape.
DUMBLEDORE!
Snape, Snape, Severus Snape.
Snape, Snape, Severus SnapE.
DUMBLEDORE!

I don't think God made me a Blogger

When I started this blog about two years ago, I was very excited and planned to write every day. But just like the small diary with the keylock I had as a teenager, one or two pages were posted and then the diary was forgotten.
I still hope that when my life eventually slows down, I will have more opportunity to express myself to myself thru this medium so one day I can look back and remember how I felt at specific times.
So, what's going on with me now............
I am about half-way through my fourth semester of grad school. The courses I am taking this quarter are both electives - Christology and Philosphical Foundations for Theology. Christology is interesting and I am doing fine with little effort. Philosophy, on the other hand, has never been easy pour moi and the class has been a struggle. I am hoping to escape with a "C" - yuck.
My full-time job is great; I love what I do and I feel like I am making a positive impact on the world. The part-time job is super busy. Money is very good, but I am about to the point where I want to give up that job altogether. It's been a fun ride, but I am tired.
I miss my daughter. She and her boyfriend plan to come here for Christmas and I am uber-excited!
The weather is decent and the bills are paid. Count your blessings!

Aging and Maturity - the Great Equalizer

I just spent the past weekend with a bunch of girls I haven't seen or spoken with since May, 1980. 30 Year high school reunion.

Some of these fine ladies never shared classes with me, and we never got to know each other while at school, but we all spent time catching up with each like we have always been family. The common experience of four angst years of high school is a bond which can't be broken.

We missed many of our classmates who could not be with us and hope to see them in five years!

It's Movie Club Thursday!!!!!

The local chapter is definitely meeting today. On the agenda - this sweaty little number:

Crabby Attitude

I don't know why but Saturday just wasn't my day.

I spent most of the day alone at home reading the latest tome for my homework assignment. Not my favorite book, but I am open to expanding my mind in the name of a Master's degree.

I went to work in the evening. For reasons I still don't understand, I found each and everything there.....irritating. I snapped at everyone. Fortunately for me, they didn't snap back. I would have deserved it.

I suppose the most telling part of this post is "I, I, I". Almost every sentance begins with it.

Companionship

OK - even though the nest has been empty this past year, I am not lonely. However, companionship has advantages.

Today is my first class in summer semester for college. Last semester, I took two classes, and I was the sole student here at my local campus, even though I had a number of classmates in Tampa (via teleconferencing). My physical classroom is shared by two other live bodies this semester, and what a difference that makes. The course is Ethics and we have already discovered that I take a much different stance than they do on matters, but we are all happy to learn from one another.

Companionship - a guilty pleasure that we social creatures should not have to do without.

The mother/daughter bond

The past nine months have been an adjustment since my daughter moved across country. So many years it was just the two of us. We have the quintessential Gump "peas and carrots" relationship.

Cell phones and unlimited minutes/text plans have made the adjustment somewhat easy. Rarely a day goes by when we don't communicate several times.

Last week was nice - she came to visit during her spring break. The time flew by so fast - doctor's appointments, pedicure/manicures, movies, beach, shopping. By the time she arrived, it was time to take her back to the airport again.

I shouldn't fuss too much, this was the fourth time we have travelled to see each other in nine months. Is that too much?

She is moving on with her life, and I am very happy with the direction it is taking.