It’s been an “interesting” week. I was feeling marvelous on Sunday, when I got slammed with an ocular migraine that put the “aura” into both eyes, rendering me almost blind. Well, it was very bright in there, but I couldn’t read my text book or write any notes about what I was reading. So, studying had to take a back seat for a while, until my vision cleared. The thing about this type of migraine is that it doesn’t always turn into a headache. Unfortunately, I not only got a bad headache, but I was feeling queasy as well. And when you can’t eat much, for me, being hungry will make a headache worse. Anyway, I fought through it and kept studying, and then survived yesterday’s exam. Not without having lingering aches in my head, but at least I could eat normal food again and stop drinking ginger tea. I say all this to led up to a more cheerful outlook for the week, now that the worst exam is over, in a way, since I absolutely abominate in-class essay exams. Now, I have two take-home exams to write, and one will be long… but at least I can pace myself.Also, I was in bed before nine o’clock last night, though I didn’t turn the light out until about 10pm. No studying, just some relaxing and then a much-needed ELEVEN hours of sleep. Yup, you heard that right. I woke up this morning, feeling amazing, and praying that this lasts for the whole week. Also, as soon as the pressure was off from my first exam, I had time to relax and goof off with my phone. Hence, the selfie that I’m posting down below. But since one method of relaxing for me is still taking pictures, I thought I’d include one that I took on campus, while waiting for my brother to pick me up. That’s one thing that I absolutely love about winter, how the bare branches are outlined against the sky… and then the sky can take on so many colors and even textures. Of course, anyone who reads my posts regularly already knows that I have something of a tree addiction. Hopefully, I’ll be taking my “real” camera out during the break, and having some fun with it.Every Christmas, I manage to start taking pictures of the Christmas tree, even though some of the same ornaments always end up in the shot. I love how the lights reflect on the snowmen and snowflakes… and, of course, I had nothing to do with decorating the tree this year, so I have to help remind myself that Christmas is actually coming. School keeps me so busy that it really doesn’t feel real. So, staring at my pictures does help.Last night, I was playing with selfies and trying to get some reflections of the Christmas lights on my glasses, when I came across a filter that changed my hair color in that lighting. I always wondered what my hair would look like, if it were blue or green, didn’t you? So, here you go, my attempt to be a chameleon and blend into the Christmas tree. Well, that is, if my hair is green. If it’s blue, then I really shouldn’t blend, right? I could’ve put the pic in full-size, but the lighting was quite dim… so, too grainy. Now, I have to stop goofing off and start writing my take-home exam for my South America class. If I get it finished in good order, and turn it in early, then I will have a full 24 hrs to study for my math exam, which is tomorrow night. Have a great week, and I hope to keep coming back on here more regularly over the Christmas break. Oh, and if you are also taking exams this week or next, then I wish you luck on those, also! : )
Honestly, though, I thought I’d share these with you, because my brain just isn’t cooperating with me today. I have several blogs in-the-process and photos to edit… but no, I’m tired or distracted or something. So, you’ll have to be patient, I’ll get my brain in gear, eventually.And while I’m at it, you can be jealous of my partial library. Because this is… about a fifth of my actual library. The rest of it is waiting for me, in a storage unit. Sometime this year, I’m going to go and get it.
Of course, I had to think, somewhat, when I was at work. But for once, I was perfectly happy to go back to my rote replies to everyone. Occasionally, someone would distract me, and I would turn back and say “How are you?” (instead of “Have a good one!”) to the person that was about to walk away from the register. They just looked at me like I was nuts, and I pretended I was speaking to the next customer. It seemed to work.
With the regulars, I found myself able to make normal conversation, and when they asked me how my weekend was, I loved saying “It was great, but I’m tired.”, followed by the explanation that “I drove to Pennsylvania and back again.”. That gets some really good responses, especially when they know where PA is.
I have a few posts that I was preparing to write, even before I left for up north, and now have enough photos for another post or two. But once I arrived home and carried more boxes into the house, I found there wasn’t much brain capacity left. It’s not like my drives took much longer than usual, I made it back in 9 hrs. That’s good time, with no traffic holdups or anything. But I did play a few hours of volleyball on Saturday, which made me extremely sore on Sunday… and then the 9 hrs in the car caused all my muscles to seize up.
As my friend said, over the weekend, “My back hurts in places I didn’t know it could hurt. The bottom… the top… the middle… the sides.” (Sharon said it, Jon).
I just thought I’d let you know I made it back safe, and I have plans for writing, as soon as I catch up on sleep, and have some mental energy to burn. Even though the weekend wasn’t nearly long enough for me, I had a wonderful time, and can only hope that you had just as good of a weekend.
Two weeks ago, I was ahead of the game on my blogging, and my reading was getting neglected. Then, I ran out of stuff to write about and was trying to catch up on my reading, before this short month ends. And when my books were done, I was too tired to write. Or unable to think enough to write. With only a short number of hours to work with, when I arrive home, I just can’t do both at the same time. I can’t multi-task THAT much.
If my goal is to read 100 books this year, then I have to read at least 8 books every month, with more than that for a few months of the year. Normally, I read a good bit of fiction, with some non-fiction mixed in, so this isn’t hard. But I’m still on my non-fiction binge, and I’m actually finding it difficult to find any fiction that I want to read… or finish any that I’ve started. With the end of the month looming, I forged my way through The Politically Incorrect Guide to U.S. History (Thomas E. Woods) AND The Real Lincoln: A New Look at Abraham Lincoln, His Agenda, and An Unnecessary War. All in one weekend.
As soon as the Lincoln book was done, I knew I didn’t have the time or the brain power to finish anything else but fiction, and I still couldn’t make myself finish several books that I’ve started on my Kindle. Why? I don’t know. My latest Star Wars books just aren’t thrilling me, and the finale to Jane Lindskold’s Firekeeper series isn’t holding my interest. Or maybe fiction just isn’t where it’s at, right now. My final solution was to re-read A Wrinkle in Time and a Christian fiction book that I picked up from Amazon, for free. I haven’t read anything by Madeleine L’Engle, not for several years, so I had fun trying to picture Mrs. Whatsit, Mrs. Who, and Mrs. Which, once more.
I finished reading my Amazon freebie about half an hour ago, and finally felt energetic enough to write on my blog. Or my brain felt energetic, at least. I can sit here and look at my blog and upload pictures, but if my head is tired… nothing. It’s an interesting process, trying to find things to write about, some with pictures and some not, and then find the time to write them. Of course, it’s easier when my book deadlines aren’t getting in my way.
So, I’m finally getting around to a blog I should have written a few days ago, and one that will be ready for my time away, this weekend. Because, if you remember, I’m headed on a road trip north, and Friday can’t come fast enough.
P.S. Yes, I did mess up my blog post title, originally. Those who subscribe by email might still see my mistake. Silly me. Think one thing, type another.
I’ve been on the road for the last two days, so it has taken me a little while to become aware that I was nominated for another award. Forgive me for being slow, I’m still pretty tired. Genie Speaks has been kind enough to give me the Reader Appreciation Award for being one of 10-12 bloggers that she enjoys reading. It is wonderful to know that so many people enjoy what I write, and I can’t thank Genie enough for the compliment she has given me.
However, I’m not sure how best to explain this… Since I have just moved to Minnesota, I’m still on the shady side of exhausted, and I have to get used to a new area, a new home, a new host family, and starting early in the morning, I have a lot of things on my mind. Passing this award on should not be that difficult. I can answer the questions, and I would like to do so.
But having just recently accepted another award for being a Versatile Blogger, I’ve already listed some of the blogs that I enjoy reading, and most of them do not pass on awards when they’re given. So, I find myself drawing a complete blank on who else to pass this one on to, but I don’t want to ignore the fact that it was given. Does that make sense? I think I need a month or two to get acclimated and let my blog list grow, so I have some new ones to share with you.
So, if I’m allowed to do this, I would like to say thank you, and accept the Reader Appreciation Award, but I would also like to direct you to my post from last month (hooray for the versatile blogger!) to show you who I’m enjoying reading, at present. I’m sorry if the buck stops here, this time, but I know that Genie has passed the award on to a number of other bloggers who will have a longer blog list than I do! : )
And for your further reading enjoyment, I will both answer the ten questions AND tell you what’s on my mind today.
The Ten Questions:
-What is your favorite color?
I’ve always said that my favorite color is green, but come to think of it, my closet doesn’t really back that up. I have a lot of blue and fall colors. But you know what? I just like green!
-What is your favorite animal?
I’m not sure if I have a favorite animal. I think dolphins are fascinating, and so cheerful, but having just come from Australia, I think I’m going to say a wombat. And that’s entirely judging from the ones in the children’s books, I’ve only seen them in a zoo. But The Muddleheaded Wombat is so darling, as is Diary of a Wombat.
-What is your favorite non-alcoholic drink?
I’m from the South, so I love sweet tea. But I don’t drink it too often, because all that sugar’s bad for me.
-Do you prefer Facebook or Twitter?
Facebook. I do have a Twitter account, but that’s mainly so that I can follow other people. I find it fascinating that people will follow me on Twitter when I never say anything.
-What’s your passion?
Reading. Blogging. Taking pictures. I suppose reading would be the highest on the list. Traveling and spending time with friends and family.
-What’s your favorite pattern?
Pattern? Are we talking stripes and polka dots, or knitting? Having given it some serious reflection, I prefer polka dots to knitting.
-What’s your favorite number?
Afraid I don’t have one. Besides, don’t people use their favorite numbers in important passwords and thing? Shouldn’t give those away.
-Favorite day of the week?
Saturday. Yes, I’m afraid that I love to sleep in.
Oh, there are so many beautiful flowers, but who doesn’t love to receive roses in a bouquet? Ok, I know one person that doesn’t, but aside from that… I’ll stick with roses.
What’s on my mind today:
Well, firstly, I’m wondering how long it’s going to take me to unpack everything. It looks a lot smaller in here with all my stuff spread out on the floor. But once it’s all put away, I can condense a lot of it into the suitcases, and it won’t look so crowded. Having driven down to Kohl’s and Target, earlier, I’m still trying to take in the lay of the land. There are lots of new housing developments, and then you’ll come upon fields and fields of corn, and power lines as far as the eye can see. Then you’ll see a school, and the back end of a shopping center will burst upon you, and then the cycle starts again. The land is somewhat flat, so sometimes I can see in the distance, and sometimes, the view is tantalizingly out of my line of sight. There are a lot of things to take in about my new home for the next year, and not least of them is that I get to start looking after the kids, tomorrow! Whew.
Thank you for coming by, thank you for all your kind comments and just generally showing me that you enjoy what I write. Please stick with me, and in another month or three, I’m sure I’ll be able to come up with some more people to pass the love on to!
Caffeine has no effect on me. None whatsoever. I can even eat chocolate covered coffee beans until the cow comes home, and the only way you or I would notice would be from my increasing waistline, not my hyperactivity. So, if coffee actually had any effect on me, I should be wired for the rest of the night. I think. How many coffees did I have today? At least Burger King has redeemed itself with me, by giving me a good coffee, with no burnt flavor to go with it. Of course, they knocked themselves back out of my good graces, when I saw the bacon sundae advertised on the menu. What were they thinking?
I have arrived at my destination in Minnesota. I should have things to tell you about my trip, but my energy is steadily draining away. I thought I’d have more energy today, because I had a good night’s sleep, and I didn’t have as long a drive. But still, you expend energy, paying attention to the road, even when you’re not moving. My poor backside is aware of how much time I sat down. And now my bed is calling my name.
However, I can still take delight in little things that push themselves into my awareness. Like, my new bedroom has two bulletin boards on the walls. I have missed my bulletin boards, from my own house. When I get some pictures up, I’ll let you see what I’ve done with them.
So, before the fog descends once more, I’ll bid you good night, and be back with some trip pictures, hopefully by tomorrow or Monday.
I’m so glad I’m going to the doctor in the morning. By 3:00 pm today, I was dragging, and didn’t need anything else to go along with it. But then Bubby threw a random tantrum or two, so I was carrying her around after that, AND was getting winded. So, by the time Mrs. B got home, I was dried out and trying to guzzle more water (mind you, I’ve been drinking water ALL day). I had a headache starting, no energy, and wanted to go rest a bit, before going to Bible study.
Then it happened. And let me tell you, I do not have the energy for any teasing, right now, and I don’t know how long it’ll be until I can joke about it. I got my first two tickets. Ever. No, I wasn’t pulled over. Some bloody machine clocked me going 10km over the speed limit, twice, within twenty minutes. Photograph of the back of my car and everything. From two weeks ago.
Yes, we know it was me, because it was the time I drive Kit to tap dancing. And Mrs. B looked embarrassed, not for me, but for the way it had come about. Maybe it’s the local speed trap. And the fee isn’t huge, so I won’t go into that. But if you can imagine I was already tired and out of breath, then I was trying calm my breathing down, so I wouldn’t have a panic attack. No, I’ve never had a panic attack, but I don’t think it’ll take much stress to achieve, when you’re having trouble breathing.
Anyway, I came upstairs to shed some tears, because that’s all I could do, in my exhausted state. And now, I’m starting to calm down, cool off, get some water into my system, and looking forward to taking a wonderful shower, in a little while.
Like I said, I’ve never been so glad about going to the doctor. The symptoms are pointing towards mono (glandular fever), so feel free to tease me about kissing (I can handle that kind of teasing). But if it’s anything else that allows me to take antibiotics, I really want to know. You’ve never loved the idea of a good night’s sleep, until you can’t get one. And I don’t like getting out of breath, just from grocery shopping (by myself!).
So, I’ve really got nothing’… except feeling sorry for myself. Please pray things will clear up soon, and hopefully I’ll have something more interesting to tell you, tomorrow. Or at least, the energy to tell it.
Teeth. Who needs ’em? Ok, don’t answer that. I’m just tired.
If you’re human and you have teeth, then you need to go see (or call) your mother, right this minute, and thank her for standing by you, while you were teething. I’m assuming she didn’t just lock you away until you had all of them, so whatever age you were when the first set arrived, she carried you, kissed you, and comforted you. And though it might not have been as physically painful for her (ok, unless you were still nursing, and you made the mistake of biting her), you can bet it was terribly hard for her see her baby in pain, especially when she couldn’t alleviate it.
I’ve been told that the older a baby is when their first set of teeth come in, the more painful it is. Not quite sure why… do our gums get tougher to break through? My Bubby is about 16 mths old, and she only has five teeth. The rest of her sisters all had a lot more teeth at this age, I’ve been told, so this is a slightly different experience for all of us.
Bubby hasn’t been eating a lot for a while, but it’s started to come to a head. When one day, all she’s had to eat/drink are a couple bottles of milk and a cracker, you’re definitely trying to figure out what’s wrong. I’d been wondering if she was teething, but couldn’t find any coming through her gums. But yesterday, she had her fingers in her mouth constantly, was drooling, and crying about everything. One minute she wanted to be held, the next she wanted down, and so on. When she was down, she was throwing tantrums for no reason, begging for food, and if given a snack, would either throw it on the ground or spit it out (if it actually reached her mouth).
Her mom and I each finally located a tooth coming in (one in front, one in back), which could explain why only the softest foods aren’t spit out. Poor kid has a nose running like a faucet, and a cough that sounds like she’s got a cracker down the wrong way. Well, the other day, she did get a cracker down the wrong way, and nearly scared the crap out of me. Gagging, having me thinking she was sick like the previous week, and then out comes a cracker. You crazy Bubby, don’t scare me like that!
Today, she took three naps, but they each lasted an hour or less (she got up early, she should’ve slept a LOT more each time). My poor darling is rubbing her eyes with tiredness, but too uncomfortable to sleep much during the day. I hope she sleeps all night, for her sake AND her parents’.
Now, I started my day with an on-again-off-again headache and felt extremely tired. So, spending the day carrying the baby around is already tiring. When she woke from her third nap and wouldn’t let me put her down for an hour, I was thankful it was the end of the day. Yes, I can put a baby down, if they’re whinging for no reason, but not when they’re hurt or not feeling well! Since sitting on the couch wasn’t acceptable to her either (at least, at that moment), I solved the dilemma by going to sit on the front steps to wait for her mommy and daddy to arrive. And she cheered up for a bit, and tried to stand on the skateboard several times. With understandable results, and no injuries.
Oh, she’s definitely had her cheerful moments, which helped me get through the day. As you’ll see from the pics, she’s usually beautifully cheerful and curious about everything. She’s learning about life, getting into everything, and loving it. I can’t wait for my sweet girl to get those stupid teeth through and feel BETTER.