In which she is returned and all are left wondering where she has been… =)
Hello once again my bloggity friends! It is I, your oft-absent-in-person-but-never-far-in-spirit, sweltering, and just a bit plumper than you may recall…Tish! I did warn you I would be back, but had no idea how long it would be between posts and poppings-by.
Jumping right back into the saddle, I am considering acquiring a pet, of the feline and pedigree’d variety. He is a stunning Bengal, 5 months of age, a sweet boy with a playful personality and a soft, questioning “Meorwl?” as he reaches languidly and long-limbed to prod one’s lap. I fell ass over teacup in love with him on sight, and have spent the better part of 2 weeks trying to talk myself out of the expense. I don’t think he eats danish, modern or otherwise, but do know he likes his home-made chicken dinners. Regardless, I loved the title, enjoyed slightly the book, and had to make the reference. =) Of course, my lineman in shining hardhat tells me late at night as I am slipping to sleep that this may very well be the perfect birthday gift for me… regardless of how this little one is initially paid for, there is still upkeep and commitment to think of, and as we know, moss grows never-long under this scholar’s feet. Is it reasonable to get a pet now, or should I wait until school is done and aforementioned man and I are cohabitating? As with a child, there really never IS a perfect time, but some are certainly better than others…
I am also FINALLY, with much ado in proper Tish fashion, a fully committed, enrolled, and deposited student at Eastern CT State Uni. Ahem, yes, I changed major and institution again, but let’s focus on the fact that I come to Eastern with several professional recommendations shining in my back pocket, and my first degree-fulfilling class is taught by my department head, who also happens to be my advisor… the fates have found another plaything, apparently, and stars have aligned so much so that in looking back, I can see the path by which I got here, illuminated by my 3.92 GPA and the odd firefly. It is nearly June, after all. =) While my fingers are slow in the heat, and my words oozing inefficiently in puddles here, please hear the joy in my voice and see the radiant smile on my soporific face as I share this news with you all. I am happy, satisfied, and feel content in my bones, rather than the constant buzzing stress of the least year in limbo, trying to yet again fit myself into a box of not-my-own making. Glad I got over it, and myself, long enough to reach out and do what is good and right FOR ME, others be damned.
I also, finally and to the delight of many a reader, can claim to have seen Downton Abbey. I fell stunningly into the trap of the beautiful clothing and bucolic setting, and between finals and work, managed to binge-watch all of the first 5 seasons on Netflix, all the while hiding the growing obsession from Paul. I know, I’ve got mad skills. =) Feeling empty now that everyone is dead, arrested, or leaving, and knowing there is only one season left, I have filled my telly time (read: not doing housework, cooking, or exercising) with re-arranging my fall semester’s classes… at least until the system locked me out and Sara, my boss for 9 more days, asked me if I am on the spectrum. Reading, coloring, reading more, watching grainy videos of 1970’s hits on YouTube, and deep conditioning my hair have kept me occupied for the time being. Must wean self from mesmerizing box… in mean time, suggestions welcome. =)
Hmm… college? I now am in possession of the literally BEST schedule for the fall semester. Ok, slight sarcasm, but am actually excited and HAPPY about it, so score one for your darling author. =) I am getting all the mundane stuff out of the way as quickly as possible, and there is math involved, so feel free to skip ahead to next paragraph break if that sort of thing makes you cringe. I am doing a liberal arts for educators maths class, should be just enough stress and inanity to make me lose a few of these extra pounds, to there is that. Next up is Information Management for the Professional Educator, which is a fancy way of saying “learning to make powerpoints and word docs for your students who are probably asleep or texting anyway.” Computer crap, pure and simple, but only interesting. For the PE requirement, since my injured knee STILL is not right, I opted for the Issues in Health Education, which aligns nicely with my Nutrition class already taken to make a pretty 5 credit package that the state is loving. Weird, but handy. The english class I nabbed is Writing Literary Criticism, which promises to be great fun, and will be taught, in entirety, by the PhD holding Professor, no TA in sight!!!! =) =) The class is comprised of 20 of us, all funneled together due to our career goals and PRAXIS requirements. This is one reason I went for this school… Uconn classes are all lecture halls, 100+ students, with a MA seeking TA. Erm… I am a MA seeker, why not just let ME grade my own work, and reduce the tuition? But I digress… Recent American Hist, surveying 1877-now, is a good fit, because of the current policy requirement. Lastly, in a fit of inspiration and creativity inspired by a weekend of Audrey in Roman Holiday, comes my foreign language requirement which is… ITALIAN!!!!! =) =) I know, what about Spanish and Latin Cultures?! But seriously, Italian, with an Italian teaching it. Sigh. Pure fun choice, remind me of that please about mid-terms when I am mangling my declensions and unable to determine when I should trill or flip an “R”… and did you know that in Italian, “S” and “Z” make 2 sounds each, one voiced, and the other unvoiced? WTF does “unvoiced” mean anyhow?? But against all odds, beyond reason and without explanation, I am utterly happy and excited for the term’s beginning. Let’s see how I feel after a summer of Art History.
I realize there is absolutely NO WAY I can catch you all up in one post, so I will take some time in the nest few weeks to pop on and write about the last few months. Any pet owners caring to comment about the reality of a cat in an apartment when you know a move is inevitable can please do so at your convenience. Or tonight, no rush. =)
Talk again soon, peeps. Lovely to be back, and particular thanks to Aggie and Alice, and to everyone who has stuck around this long… have a lovely day, and Namaste. I do see you. =)