Would you rather work outside with your hands, or inside at a desk job?
Honestly? I think I’d rather work outside with my hands. But maybe that’s only because I’ve been cooped up at a desk for the past seven years. I can’t really think of an outside job that I’d be particularly good at, which would make finding one difficult. Maybe I could learn to be a professional tree trimmer? I think there’s a name for that, but I can’t remember it. Oh, but I’d only want to work outside during the non-winter months. Minnesota is brutal.
I knew that taking a Saturday morning class would kinda put a damper on my weekends this semester, and I was OK with that. Education means sacrifice, and this is the one I chose (alternately, I could have chosen the Thursday night class, and then I’d be complaining about that instead), so I’ll keep the complaining to a minimum. It’s really not that bad, since I don’t have to wake up too early on Saturday, and I get home by 1:30, so I don’t really lose that much time. Sometimes it feels like it, though. For example, weekends seem much shorter.
At any rate, outside of class, my weekend was very normal and new homeowner appropriate (tomorrow marks 4 months in our house – can you believe it?). We bought lime for our yard, to bring down the acidity (and hopefully squelch the mushrooms and moss that are growing in the grass). I pruned the tomato plants and one of the lilac bushes (it’s so easy to get in the zone while pruning – I would have kept going, even though I was tired, but I got a big blister on my thumb that halted all work). I cut all of the daylilies to the ground. Before you go getting all upset about that last one, note that 1) they were way overgrown, having spread outside of the edged-in garden area, and 2) they will grow back in about two weeks, and be the perfect size (hopefully) for digging up and giving away. I just don’t like them that much, and though they are low maintenance, they take up a ton of space in our garden area that could be better utilized. I hope that and will take most of them, but I think I’ll be bringing them in to work and giving them away to strangers on the street. To give you an idea of how many daylilies we have in our garden, our yard waste bin ins 75% full of what I cut off (and we’d already cut down one section a few weeks ago).
hurt his back while doing some heavy lifting on Sunday. One of his co-workers agreed to take our deep freeze (chest freezer) from the basement (it runs, but the thermostat is broken, so it runs constantly, and this person is going to modify it somehow for a keg or something, so the thermostat was already going to be replaced – seems like a great plan), which involved, naturally, getting the freezer upstairs and out of the house. It’s not that large of a freezer (I’ve seen much bigger), but still heavy. So, he spent part of the night sitting on the couch icing his back. The up side is that there’s now a large (very dirty – trying to ignore that) space in the basement where we can put a fridge and an upright freezer. So, we’ll be watching Craigslist….
I also made some headway on a shirt that I’m making for myself, though not much. I’ve re-done the neckline three times now, though I think this is the last.
Also, I finally started on my Doll Quilt Swap 7 quilt. I made up some no-waste half-square triangles, which are my favorite.
The only thing I don't like is that after sewing, cutting apart, and pressing, there are all these extra corners sticking out that need to be cut off (I've tried not cutting them off, but they add way too much bulk and are too awkward to deal with). That is annoying.
I used part of two charm packs that I had laying around, Moda’s Sultry and Objects of Desire, but I pulled out the ones that were blue for a project for our dining room (we have a new sideboard / table in there that has a rather large burn mark from a candle on it, and I am not optimistic enough to think that I will refinish that any time soon). I think it should turn out good, though I’m not sure the scale of my half-square triangles is right for a mini quilt. We’ll see soon enough.
- Spinning :: Class
- Impasse :: At an
- Gravy :: Boat
- You are :: so beautiful, to me~
- September :: So
- Divulge :: details
- Training :: day
- Crap! :: -tastic
- Results :: oriented
- Shutting down :: Naptime
- He was a total player.
- Sleep is what I look forward to most this time of year. (I don’t think that’s a seasonal thing – I’m just always tired.)
- My best friend in fourth grade used to invite me over to her house, and we would either 1) go looking in her backyard for frogs, or 2) move all of the furniture in her bedroom. I am not making that up.
- I’m kinda tired of my blog design, to be honest with you. (However, since I don’t know PHP, and the designer of this one has gotten too busy, it’s staying for a while. No, that’s not a request to learn PHP. Too many other things on my plate right now.)
- Appearances can be spot-on true. (Emphasis on the can).
- The last person I gave a hug to was Prince Charming.
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to sewing, and going to bed early, tomorrow my plans include perhaps some yard work, perhaps some sewing and Sunday, I want to find out that it’s magically Saturday again, and I don’t have to go to class, but get to sleep in some more (wouldn’t that be awesome? extra weekend day without the extra commitments?)!
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Things have gotten busy at work, and at some points are quite harried, leaving us support staff confused, running around like chickens with our heads cut off. Several “heart attacks” were only avoided by the slightest of margins.
But, you don’t really want to hear me talk about work.
I did manage to upload some photos to Flickr this week, so I can tell you a few crafty things.
Last week, in an effort to feel prepared for school, I organized my ribbon. I know, it doesn’t sound like those two things are related, but trust me, they are. In the pre-school rush of energy, I decided some things needed to be cleaned. There was some significant vacuuming, some organizing, that sort of thing. Sometimes, nothing makes me feel so at peace as some quality time spent organizing very tiny things. Laugh, if you must, I don’t care.
I have made some progress on the curtains for my office.
Yes, that’s right, I have one whole panel completed (of 4 – two per window). In truth, I have the fronts and backs of the panels (they’re reversible) all ready and the bottom hem has been sewn on the other three. It’s just the side seams and the top part that is stalling me, mostly because of the way I decided to design them that is turning out to be the most awkward way ever, and involves math. Ugh. But just the one, doesn’t it look pretty?
Acorn season has mostly come to an end, for which we are very thankful. There are only so many times you can shovel up inches of acorns before you start to question the value of the very old, very beautiful oak trees in your yard. Hopefully, the squirrels and these guys won’t spend much more time digging up our yard, planting their winter bounties:
One of many chipmunks that loooove our Oak trees
I’ve also made two pillows for the living room (no pictures yet), and am part-way through another three (had to order a bit more fabric, sadly). I’ve been throwing ideas around in my head trying to figure out what to make for my partner for Doll Quilt Swap 7 (the deadline is coming up mid-September). Oh, and I’ve done some embroidery, and started making some work clothes. And thrown around color schemes for the master bedroom. Nothing terribly exciting.
Now, if you don’t mind, I must get back to proofreading a 12 page list of names and phone numbers. Or maybe the 30 page contract. Or maybe uploading stuff to the new website. There are so many exciting options, it’s hard to choose.
I have finally looked it up, and, like I thought, the one class I am taking this semester is, yet again, a freshman level course (the quantity of freshman level courses I have taken is staggering, considering that I was a freshman… 13 years ago). This is made slightly more bearable with two tidbits of knowledge: one, it is the last content area class I have to take other than the capstone (which isn’t offered until next summer), and two, as per my last discussion with my advisor, I’ll actually be getting a second major (aka a second Bachelor’s degree, this time with a major in Social Studies or History – I don’t remember which).
While freshman level courses mean, generally speaking, easy homework and not as much studying, they also mean having to sit through classes with … freshman, or people who are at the freshman level, which can be a bit infuriating for someone who graduated from college nearly ten years ago. I’m starting to get good at it, mind you, but occasionally I like taking courses that are more at my academic level. Next semester….
Saturday was the first class of the semester. Busing to campus could not be easier from our new house, and for that I am very thankful. My class is in Native American studies, which I have a little experience in (having lived on a reservation for a summer back in… 2002). Naturally, the teacher is Native American herself, and true to my other experiences with Native Americans who have lived primarily on a reservation (or grew up on a reservation and maintain strong ties), there is very little linear thinking. After class had been going on for a while (and my brain started shorting out), I remembered my time in Arizona and how different the world view is. (Again, let me stress that this is all in my experience, and not meant to be a stereotype of Native Americans.) That was a rough summer, but as time went on, we adapted to our surroundings (we being my staff and me, four white 20-somethings from Minnesota). Time is relative. Storytelling is how knowledge is passed from person to person.
That said, by the time class was over, part of my brain was screaming for… concrete, linear thought. Don’t get me wrong – I think it will be a good class (especially once we get past the basics that I am already familiar with), and I think that it is completely appropriate for the style of the class to reflect the culture(s) which we are studying (group work and group projects are key, and my guess is that we won’t follow the syllabus that closely). The difficulty for me will be to adapt myself to the learning experience, because I learn best from the traditional classroom structure (lectures, note-taking, boring blah blah blah). I realize that many students do not learn well from the traditional structure (because there are many different styles of learning, many that are culturally influenced, and our school system was, and remains, designed for white middle and upper class persons), especially many students in inner city schools*. So in this class, I’ll essentially be on the other side.
I experienced a little bit of this last summer in one of my education courses. One of the teachers liked to use kinesthetic learning (learning via physical activity or movement), which is very outside of my comfort zone. It was a unique experience in which I learned more about myself and the experience than about what we were supposed to be learning. But it also helped me grow as a person, and that’s a good thing.
At any rate, what I set out to say was that by the time class was over, I needed to decompress and adjust back to “normal.” Fortunately, there was a half hour wait for the bus, the weather was lovely, and I had my latest embroidery project with me on which to work, as well as good music on my iPod.
The rest of the weekend was good as well, but this post has gotten quite long already, so I’ll have to save that for another time. Tonight I’m going to volunteer training at the library. I assume they’ll be telling me not to touch kids in appropriate, to talk in a quiet voice, and remind me that everyone who walks through the door is to be respected and valued. (What can I say, I’ve been to a lot of trainings in my day.) I also need to quick mow the last part of the yard that I didn’t get to Sunday because it was wet. Tight schedule… someone else will have to cook dinner.
*The are many reasons that non-white students typically under-perform in the public school system. Poverty has a lot to do with it. Learning styles does too, which is something the multicultural education philosophy seeks to address, in my understanding. Don’t assume everybody learns the same way, and recognize that all methods of learning have value.
- Disguised :: Private Eye
- Big wheel :: Rig
- Irritating :: Sounds
- Care :: Urgent
- Grandpa :: Grandma
- Shooting :: Range
- Sunglasses :: Horatio
- Stampede :: Elephants
- Painstakingly :: Easy
- Terrible position :: Yoga
- ~I remember, I remember when I lost my mind…~ (Gnarls Barkly song).
- Dear Rain, I want you to know that I wholly appreciate all the life-sustaining water you are providing my plants, it would be nice if you took a break so I could continue the progress I have made on the weeds.
- Is that my eyelid that is itching!!??? (Yes, yes it is. I think that the new eyeshadow I bought last weekend, or maybe the eyeliner, has something in it that I’m allergic to. Probably “cobalt.” Yes, I’m allergic to the color blue.)
- I’m trying to resist the temptation of engaging in physical violence and snarky comments.
- I’m saving a couple of hundred minutes on my cell phone just for you! (We have AT&T with rollover, and even with the lowest family plan available, still end up with tons of extra minutes. More than we’ll ever be able to use.)
- If I made a birthday list, having just a few more weeks of summer (aka time without homework) would definitely be on it!!!
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to cleaning the house (sad, but true), tomorrow my plans include going to class for the first day of the semester and Sunday, I want to make up for not getting to sleep in on Saturday (though it is likely that I won’t really sleep any later than 9)!
The last 24 hours can be summed up by one word: productive.
I had a 2:00 meeting yesterday with my soon-to-be-on-Sabbatical advisor*. As it turns out, as part of the Social Sciences department, he is the one who can make the decision about whether or not the class I want to transfer in will count, not someone in the education program. He approved, and made note of it in several places in my file. I also learned that I can “graduate” this fall, with a second major in … either History or Social Studies. I don’t really remember. The form for this second major has been filled out and signed (and I presume will be submitted), but I’ve decided to wait to “graduate” until I’m actually done.
See the thing with that whole “graduation” thing (have you noticed the quotes?) is that it wouldn’t really mean anything, other than a slip of paper, at the moment. It would mean I have a second Bachelor’s degree, which in my current situation gets me absolutely nothing. Were I interested in giving up my current job (and the benefits that go along with it) and substitute teaching, for instance, it might be worth it. However, we have good health insurance, and it’s kinda hard to give that up, especially for something as unreliable as substitute teaching.
So when I got home from my meeting, I quickly called up the registrar’s office at the other school to see if I actually needed to apply or if there was some secret back door for Metro students (they do, after all, share a campus, and I’ve had classes that were nearly 50/50 Metro / MCTC). The student worker I talked to was not incredibly helpful, but I got the information I needed.
I then quickly filled out the application (which is basically giving them your contact info and a list of the schools you went to – no essays, transcript requests, etc) and submitted it online. And then waited….
While I waited, I called to try to schedule an appointment with that third advisor (the post-baccalaureate one), because my first advisor (the subject one) said he might be willing to waive the requirement that I be accepted to the program and I could take an education class this semester. I left a message, and haven’t heard back yet.
At this point, it’s slightly after 4 pm. It was a very busy two hours (which included nearly an hour in transportation).
Our driveway was about a week overdue to be swept (acorn season is nearing its close, for which we are happy), so I did that.
After dinner, I went back outside and weeded. I weeded like there was no tomorrow. For the amount of time I spent, I covered a relatively small area (the front garden area by the driveway), but did a lot of work. In maybe two hours, I uncovered the actual edge/border of the garden, removed weeds, and got the grass in line. Grass is a pesky bugger. It seems to want to grow where you don’t want it (i.e. gardens) and doesn’t want to grow where you do want it (i.e. lawns). There was about a square foot at one corner of the driveway that was completely covered over with dirt and had lots of grass growing in it. That took forever to get rid of. The end result was not exactly pretty, but I wasn’t going for pretty.
To reward my hands for all their hard work (and boy, do they feel it – painful fingernails on my thumbs), I gave myself a mini manicure.
This morning, as soon as I got the email saying my application was accepted, I paid the fee, and then promptly spent almost 15 minutes trying to log in to the website. Do you know how difficult it is to come up with a 6-digit pin? Yeah. It can’t be the last six of your social, or your birthday, or start with a 0, and has to be all numbers. Only six digits. Exactly six digits. Grr.
Eventually, however, I did get into the site, found the class (Native America), and registered for it. Then I hopped on the the bookstore’s website, found out which books I needed, and proceeded to save myself 53% by ordering them used from Amazon. (Bookstore’s price for 5 new books: $81.79. Bookstore’s price for 5 used books: $61.50. Amazon’s price for 5 used books: $38.71, almost half of which is shipping.)
What all this means is that Saturday morning I will not be sleeping in until my usual hour of 9 am. I might have to get up at 8, which is still a far cry from 5:30. Class starts at 10 downtown Minneapolis, and I just have to figure out the best method of transportation.
It also means that and I have spent some time today researching hard drives, because my netbook needs a serious upgrade. I was waiting until I knew I was taking classes before spending the money, and I guess we’re here now. Unfortunately, Windows 7 is still not out, so my netbook will have to go through that upgrade later (I’d love to get it all done at once, but I really need my netbook to be speedier sooner rather than later, so I’ll have to deal).
I realize the last few posts have been quite boring, and that posting has been sporadic lately. I haven’t been very inspired, hence the lack of posting. I have been busy, but I haven’t been taking pictures, and just haven’t felt the need to share. There have been quite a few out of town visitors, some work on the house, some cleaning (though not as much as necessary), and some crafting (most projects are in some part of the process not called “done,” so there’s really no point in sharing that). My blogging mojo will come back eventually, and I’d guess sooner rather than later. We all have dry spells. Thanks for hanging in there.
*To clear up the whole 3 advisors thing, which I now mostly understand, here’s the deal. I have an advisor for the program, I have an advisor for my subject area, and I have an advisor because I’m not a traditional student (i.e. I’ve already got a Bachelor’s degree, and am therefore a post-baccalaureate student). Whew! Unfortunately, my school’s website only lists that I have one advisor (the program one), and she is the one who is out until the end of September.
Email from one of last semester’s professors requesting copies of my papers because they were the “best in the class.” (He did not say “one of the best” or “some of the best.” He said “the best.”) It should be noted that this is the only professor in the past… 4 years (14 classes) who has chosen to give me an A minus instead of an A. I am torn between feeling flattered, humored, annoyed, and just plain confused.
Phone call from the woman who’s standing in for the program advisor (who is presumably out on pregnancy leave or something). It took several attempts to get her to understand exactly which program requirement I’m trying to meet, though it’s not that difficult of a thing. In the end, she wasn’t sure if the class I want to take will transfer or not, so she’s going to call me back. I am losing faith in the system at this point.*
Next up: meeting with my advisor (who taught a class I took in 2007 and also requested copies of my papers – does no one know how to write anymore? I cannot possibly be the only one) who is going on Sabbatical for a year starting next week. Apparently there is some paperwork to be done or something. Conveniently, I really liked this professor (there have been only a few at Metro that I can say this about), and so it should be an enjoyable hour (or half hour – I have no idea how much time he’s blocked off for this meeting).
Still outstanding: actually registering for fall classes, which may or may not include applying to another local college. Contacting one of the assistants for the advisor for all post-baccalaureate students (yes, that means I have 3 advisors – this is seriously messed up) to make a meeting with him (the advisor, not the assistant). An email sent mid-July has been ignored.
All this while working in an Access database that is so painfully slow I have nearly five minutes to waste every time I switch between “Design” and “View.”
*The program sheet I have says that I need to take either 332 or 380 to meet the Native American studies course requirement. I signed up for 332, which was canceled due to low enrollment. 380 has not been offered the entire time I’ve been at Metro. Just today I see on the website that the requirement has been changed to be either 232 or 332, and they are offering 232 this semester. It’s full. Bite me.
- Delayed :: Flight
- Irresponsible :: Actions
- Stupendous :: Tremendous
- Barcelona :: Spain
- Solution :: X
- Simplify :: the situation
- Crumble :: topping
- Podcast :: Listen
- Conversation :: Starter
- Homepage :: Google
- When will they decide to turn the heat on today?
- McLeod’s Daughteres (Season 1) was the last good book I read or movie I saw or tv show I watched.
- Everything has its beauty but in many different ways.
- Roasted Brussel sprouts, cauliflower, and purple potatoes is what I had for dinner. And some spaghetti.
- I’d like your suggestions on what to eat for lunch – I’m hungry, but no where downtown is inspiring.
- Snuggled up with a blanket napping on the couch is where I want to be right now.
- And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to pizza, tomorrow my plans include playing with fabric and Sunday, I want to enjoy some down time!
… long hair.
… Hershey’s bars.
… rotary cutters.
… how fast Wednesday and Thursday have flown by, especially considering how slow the week started.
… hopefully one last free Saturday before classes begin (still working on getting a hold of someone at Metro to see if the course will transfer, however).
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