When you have a Cheetos retainer!
This is what it looks like when you find Kristopher's favorite things to say written in stone...
This is what it looks like to make crazy eyes every time someone takes your picture!
This is what it looks like when your twelve year old REALLY wants you to climb up this hill. But you can't. No matter how hard he keeps telling you how.
And so you finally have to grab on to your sons coat and he choo choo trains
you successfully up the hill.
And your OWN dumb dog tries to bite your heels as you go.
What the heck!!!
I made it!
And this is what it looks like inside of me....
So...something crazy....I started to not feel so excited about the guitar class I signed up for for college. I don't know why but I just wasn't that excited anymore. Then I ran into a friend and she said she took it and didn't learn one single thing. And that it wasn't really a beginning class. It was more for people who had a little musical ability (not me).
So I looked into what other class I could take at that time. I have my classes very carefully scheduled and it it took a lot of work to arrange them so that I could be home as much as possible and not have to drive to college everyday.
I can't take the classes for the program I am trying to get into. You can't take those classes unless you are in the program and apparently they don't make exceptions. I can't get in the program for two more semesters of math class.
I am running out of classes to take and need to be in the program to take the rest. But....math! So today when I called to figure things out the lady informs me that for this semester only, because of low school attendance, they have decided to open up six of those program only classes to people not in the program. She suggested I consider taking those classes and next semester take the other ones. Am I making sense?
So a week before school starts and I drop all my classes and sign up for all new ones! Crazy! But I feel so much better about these classes. And I feel great about the time change of one of them that will allow me not to have to leave my kids to get on the bus alone. That was a recipe for disaster right there!
No comments:
Post a Comment