Our boy Chance sure knows how to relax on a Sunday.
What a life!
Lazy Sunday
Category Archives: Twists and Turns
Stress and Scenery
Ysabela and I went to Kearney Friday so I could take my Master’s comps with two ladies (Valerie and Linda) in my online classes. (I am praying we all passed.) We left home super early and arrived in time for me to do some last-minute studying. Bela was great at map reading and helped me navigate to the right parking lot. I didn’t know she had that skill. In the parking lot, I told Bela to look at the squirrel. She thought I was over-stressed and seeing things because by the time she looked up, the squirrel was out of sight. I do, however, have photographic evidence of that squirrel.
I told her there was a squirrel!
I wrote for almost three hours while Bela got the royal treatment. Heather, the secretary, made sure Bela was hooked up to Wi-Fi in a small classroom used for video conferencing. She was such a happy camper that she didn’t want to leave UNK!
My advisor, Dr. Jochum, and Dr. Tracy (another of our instructors) took us to a Mexican restaurant called San Pedro’s for lunch. It was an enjoyable end to a stressful morning. Then it was time to head home. I meant to hit Highway 30, but somehow we ended up on 40. That must have been because Bela didn’t have a road map of the area. I stopped at a vet clinic to get directions home. Fortunately the vet was familiar with the roads and our small town. He got me turned in the right direction. On the way to Highway 2, we did pass one small rest area. It was so unexpected, we had to turn around to get a photo.
We were glad we didn’t need the facilities!
Dog Tired
This is what happens when the babies spend a night away from home. They must have played and barked and carried on all night just like kids at a slumber party. I was as excited as they were when I picked them up to come home, so they played, barked and ate supper. After a trip outside, they became couch (and chair) potatoes!
Chance, guardian of the chair!
Boxita, keeper of the couch!
Jinx spent her first night at doggie daycare. I’m sure she made new friends.
Too Cute to Leave Alone
Smokey was napping peacefully, then I got the camera.
Poppy is usually not so peaceful!
Jersey rarely causes a ruckus.
Lil Devil is…..well, a little devil. Purrful is a mellow gal most of the time.
New Clothes
Everyone knows that women love shopping. That extends to our little Jinx, too. She went in for a nail trim today at Koko’s Palace, and she ended up with a new coat. She was stressed by the nail drill, so Jordan made a good call—let her rest and de-stress so she can finish tomorrow.
Jinx looked so adorable in her new jacket that I had to take some pictures, of course. It just wasn’t fair that Boxi and Chance have jackets if Jinx was cold!
Lil Devil had to check out Jinx’s new jacket.
So What’s the Agenda?
One thing that makes me crazy is the batch of flu shot commercials lately. You’ve probably seen them—if I go in for a flu shot, Pharmacy X will donate one to someone (underinsured, at risk, etc.). If the companies really wanted to donate flu shots, they sure could afford to do so without selling me one first!
Whether we agree with taking a flu shot or not, we always need to analyze the agenda of the ones trying to convince us either way. With pharmacies, just follow the money trail. Lots of companies are making a killing for pushing vaccines. Supply and demand, right?
I do not take a flu shot. For me, the benefits don’t outweigh the risks. My natural immunity is holding up fine, and I don’t need poison in my system. I’m not saying my decision is the right one for you, but I would advise you to read all you can find and follow the money before you decide.
Can’t Fool Mom
I was holding my little spoiled Jinx dog, and she was doing her best to hug and kiss me. Bela was watching and laughing (of course). When I told Jinx, “Your breath smells like a pencil,” Bela really cracked up. She thought I was nuts.
Bela argued that pencils have no odor. I had to explain that mechanical pencils and Number 2 pencils are different. Jinx had been chewing on a Number 2 pencil to be precise. I grabbed a Number 2 pencil from the desk drawer and sniffed it as Bela continued to make fun of me. I put the dog down, went to her favorite chair and picked up the remains of…….a Number 2 pencil! HA! Vindicated! Maybe next time Bela won’t be so quick to mock me….
Jinx will gnaw on anything!
One More Challenge
I got word this week that my final exam for my Master’s will be November 7. I read the email twice to make sure I gleaned all the information, then I shot an email back asking for more specific information. I finished my last class over the summer, so the material isn’t as fresh in my mind as I would have wanted it to be, especially for such a high-stakes test.
I have contacted my other two professors to make sure I focus on the right parts of each course, and I am starting my review tonight. All this material is from the last two years of my studies! We covered a lot of topics! From curriculum development to sheltered instruction to Latin American literature, we studied it all!
Am I nervous? A little. Will I pass? I have to. This four question, three-hour marathon test is all standing between me and accomplishing a goal I set for myself. The bottom line is that I’ve come too far to let an exam beat me! Game on!
This is my (ugly) game face.
Attention, Readers!
If you like to read as much as I do, you’re always looking for a new book. It can be a paper copy or an e-book, but we need something new to read. I have found a way to satisfy the urge; I joined
https://storycartel.com/ to get free downloadable books. All I have to do in return is give an honest review. Sounds easy, right? It is!
You should give it a try! Did I mention it’s free????? My policy is if it’s free, it’s for me. Go check it out. You never know when you might discover your new favorite author!
We’ve Created a MONSTER!
When we first adopted Poppy (AKA Poppy McSassy Pants), weeks went by before she would let us pet her. For security, we had her in our bedroom, but she took up residence on the top of the closet and dared us to look at her. She would hiss as we approached even if we were talking softly to her. She had been a street cat, and she didn’t need humans.
Fast forward to present-day, and you can see for yourself how it all turned out….
We’ve created a monster!
She demands attention. Her meow is adorable, and her fur is softer than a cloud.
Ramblings of a Perforated Mind 