I’m done! I’m done, I’m done, I’m done!
I’ve got 10 pages of British Literature goodness sitting on my hard drive ready to be edited.
At least I hope it’s 10 pages of goodness.
I really don’t remember much of what I wrote. My brain is kind of mush at the moment.
Oh dear, what if it’s crap and I have to rewrite practically the whole thing?
Kay, I’m not going there. I’m going to make a few tweaks here and there and call it good.
Oh dear, I hope it’s good…
So….
Does anyone out there have any good ideas for some Neoclassic British lit (1660-1785) authors that raised some good social issues in their time that are still relevant today? That I can write at least 2-3 pages with?
Anyone?
Anyone?
(Bueller)
Yeah, me either.
Wordless Wednesday
I was going to post that yesterday, but I ran out of time. That’s from our trip last weekend to Las Vegas.
Here’s why I haven’t been around my blog much lately. I am using all my creative energy for school and I don’t have much left over for my blog!
I have a deadline for a paper looming over me like a big, black storm cloud ready to unleash its fury. I have to write a 10 – 12 page paper that isn’t due for about a month, but I would like to have it done in about two weeks so I can hand it in, have my professor look it over, and hand it back to me if it sucks so I can redo it. That would be on top of the weekly reading and papers that I have do, not to mention the 30 lines of poetry that I have to have memorized sometime by the end of class. (Have I mentioned that I’m not a fan of poetry and that I’m not good at memorizing things? Yep, that assignment should just be a barrel of fun!)
At least I’ve decided on a topic for my paper. Now if only I could refine it more, so I will feel like I can actually sit down and start writing, that would just be awesome.
Of course, I still have to fit swimming lessons, piano lessons, scouts and church callings and lessons into my schedule as well. I think I’m ready for a vacation, or someone to write my paper for me. That would work too!
I’m not trying to be a snotty English major or anything, heck, I’m only on my first class, but I have a few pet peeves when it comes to the proper usage of words. (You may call that a run on sentence if you like, I don’t care!)
The word ‘sell’ verses ‘sale’. There are several varieties of this that make me shake my head. One is when people advertise a garage sell. I’m pretty sure you are not selling off your garage, you are having a sale in the vicinity of your garage. The other is when people ask if you could sale me something. I could either sell you something or I could make it available for sale. Take your pick.
The other is ‘accept’ verses ‘except’. Two different words, two different meanings. Let me illustrate; I would like to accept your congratulations, except that I didn’t do the work, so I can’t. Yes, there is a difference.
I know, it’s silly, but it’s things that I notice. Call me a nerd if you would like, hopefully I can parlay my quirks into a career some day!
On Sunday we took at drive though the mountains during the second session of conference. We tried to listen to it on the radio, but the signal was pretty crappy. So we stopped at the North Ogden Divide trail head and hiked for a little bit and took some pictures.
What a beautiful fall day!!
I was flipping through the newspaper the other day and saw an ad for a fabric store. I’m sure you all know that I like to sew a bit, so I stopped and looked at the ad.
There’s something about fabric store fliers that I just don’t get. I would assume (and maybe I’m reaching on this assumption) that these ads are supposed to draw people in. They are supposed to advertise all the things that are on sale and also show nice outfits that you can make with some of the cute fabrics and patterns that they carry. If they are supposed to draw people in and make them want to sew, then why do they have pictures of some of the worst clothes I have ever seen?! Seriously, they are usually either the ugliest fabrics thrown together in what otherwise would have been a cute dress, or a cute dress, but it doesn’t fit well at all, so it ends up looking just as tacky as the ugly material dress.
They obviously didn’t consult me before they put those pictures in their ads! If they did it would look much better!
Since I haven’t posted for awhile I figured I’d make this a Wordy Wednesday instead of a wordless one.
I think we might look into buying stock in Band-Aid. Squanner has been so accident prone lately! About 2 weeks ago, she fell on the playground at recess and skinned up her knee. She came home with 2 band aids on and it took me about 2 days before she would let me take them off so I could even see it. Then a few days later, she was walking on a curb in a parking lot and fell off and re-scraped that knee. So a new band aid had to go on.
Then last week, she was opening the door to church and opened it on her foot. Since she was wearing sandals, she gouged some skin off at the bottom of her toes on one foot. Let me tell you, that was a bit of a bleeder! That is pretty well scabbed over at this point and is healing nicely, but she still insists on wearing a band aid on it. I think it’s just because she can still see it, so it still must be hurt.
Then last night, we were walking G-man back from scouts and she was running ahead of me and… I’m sure you have guessed the outcome by now. Sure enough! She fell down yet again! This time she scraped up the other knee. So of course she has to have a big band aid on that knee and thinks that she can’t walk because her knee hurts. I’m about ready to put her back in the stroller whenever we walk somewhere so she’ll stop falling down all the time!
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So, I had one of those, “I can’t believe I’m such an idiot,” moments yesterday. Thankfully I don’t have those very often. I try to keep my life organized in such a way that I don’t miss things. I don’t forget when it’s my day to volunteer in classrooms, or the nights that we have scouts or when bills are due. I usually try to stay of top of things. The thing that I messed up isn’t life-shattering, but I am still really annoyed with myself. Grrrr!!
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My mom had to rescue me from gathering purgatory yesterday. I am working on Squanner’s Halloween costume, which is a princess dress. Holy cow!! That stupid dress has enough skirt panels that they stretched the length of my kitchen. And the best part of that is they have to be gathered onto a bodice that is small enough to fit a 5 year old! So she came and took it home with her so she can gather it on there. I am happily washing my hands of it! Now I can start TRMinator’s costume. This is his last year of going trick or treating. I told him that he is getting too old, and so far he is okay with that. I’m sure it might be a bit of a different story next year when his brother and sister bring home their hauls of candy and he doesn’t have any. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.
