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It’s raining, it’s pouring

  • Posted on September 13, 2006 at 10:56 am

my looove life is booooring

C’mon, y’all sing it with me now!

*heh*

I’ve really got to get back in the habit of blogging regularly.  I talk myself out of more than half my entries as nothing more than navel-gazing.   The internal debate on whether to bring my archives over here rages on.  On the one hand, having archives gives a certain amount of “blog-cred”.  On the other, we have nearly four years worth of PPD hormonal babblings, outright tempertantrums, quiz memes, and all-around bad writing that I’m not in too much of a hurry to let other people read lest they pass judgement.  People DO read the archives every once in a while, right?
Excuse me, I’ve got to refill my coffee cup….

…aaaaah sweet caffienated bliss.  Now, where was I?

School is going well, all things considered.  My Professors start at awesome and go up from there.  The Financial Aid office gets a D- on time management skills (Last time I checked, the paperwork was supposed to be processed BEFORE drop/add ended).  I’m still waiting on my Soc textbooks to get here – can somebody tell me WHY I didn’t spring for next-day shipping?  Oh yeah.  My financial aid isn’t here and I CAN’T AFFORD IT!!! Lesson learned – save a few hundred out of last semester’s financial aid to pay for the current semester.  Guh.

On the kid front:  Homeschooling is going about as well as you’d think it is.  Alannah is zoomin’ right along (for a 13 year old *rolls eyes*).  We can’t seem to get her over “word intimidation” when it comes to algebra.  Meaning – she hears the word “algebra” and immediately says “IT’S TOO HARD!!!!” While I develop a work-around for this problem, I’ve got her learning how to budget her money and balance a checkbook.  Better for her to learn money management now while the roof over her head doesn’t depend on it.
Daniel is resistant to “formal” classes (as expected).  He’ll sit and listen while you read to him, and he’ll try to figure out the word by sounding out the letters, but he hasn’t made the connection on sound blends.  He’s also resisting learning the math “tables”.  Give him a word problem and he’ll give you the answer every time (even if it means counting on his fingers), but show him a flashcard and he runs away. The good news is – if you sit him down in front of the computer skills program, he has absolutely no problems with it.  It’s the same with writing – he doesn’t like holding writing implements.  Or rather, I haven’t hit upon the one he DOES like to hold yet.

Joe is moving right along as well.  He likes playing the computer games and storytime, and he’ll color on anything and everything (given the opportunity).

Together, the boys fight like…brothers.  *heh*  They trade toys, computer time, the occasional thump in the head, and love.  I’m so glad they have each other – they seem to balance each other out quite well.

And now, I have to go be parental.

For the first time in nearly four years

  • Posted on September 9, 2006 at 3:21 pm

I went on a date last weekend. The buildup to the date was sweet. The date itself was a moment unto itself. We had agreed to meet at Applebee’s. There was just one teeny problem.

I have anxiety issues. I’m a lot better than I was, but it’s still a problem at times.
In order to avoid a pre-date anxiety attack, I ended up not actually specifying a time for our date. I know it was probably one of the more frustrating aspects of the evening, but it was a necessary thing. (The alternative was/is medication – and being medicated on a first date isn’t necessarily a good thing.)

The good news is – I did NOT have a full-blown panic attack (though there were a few moments I wondered….).

I pulled into the parking lot, walked in and sat on the nice little “waiting” bench for him to come in. He came in almost immediately after me. We held hands at the table and we talked.

We sent the server packing so many times (without an order) that he finally said “Y’all give a high-sign when you’re ready to order, I’m going to these other tables.” It was all well and good because we were STILL talking.

At one point, I said “I hate stupid people.” He leaned across the table and kissed me. (!!!!!)

Finally, I suggested we get an appetizer or something to keep them happy. We ordered nachos, and then let them sit. We were talking. *heh*

At long last, the restaurant got too crowded for my comfort. We hopped into my van to continue our conversation and determine where (if) we would go to a park for a walk or something. Two (or so? I totally lost track of time) hours later, we still hadn’t made a decision on which park etc. BUT

I got a really nice hug and even more kisses and

I think I might have to be careful, and not be too greedy.

Pardon the dust while I move in!

  • Posted on September 8, 2006 at 10:34 am

I know, shame on me for moving without telling anyone.  Wanna spank me for it?  The line forms to the left.  *blinks*

So why the move?  To wrap it up in a nice tidy package, let me just say that…I’m not “That Girl” anymore.  “Tinklebelle” was a persona that I pulled over from the RPG world, and that I ultimately used to hide in.  Don’t get me wrong, I still need to hide – just not THAT much.  Someone asked me “What the hell’s a TinkleBelle?” and…I couldn’t give them an adequate answer.  When that happened, I knew it was time to drop that identity.

Now, it’s just me.  Fasten your seatbelt!