Thursday, November 16, 2006
I give up
I hate giving up, especially on educational things. I LOVE learning, I love taking classes, I love going to class and turning in assignments.
What I currently DO NOT love is my teacher.
I attempted to get over the fact that she gave no constructive criticism on what I first turned in. It was bad, I was heading in the wrong direction and I knew it. I can even forgive her for what she said last night. Yes, my main character is boring at first. Heck the whole piece might turn out boring. I have yet to get past the first draft so I am not that worried about it just yet. I’ll fix it later. If I can’t fix it, well then I can’t fix it.
What I CANNOT forgive is the story she told last night. It went something like this (I’m going to write what she said from her point of view…)
“So I was doing some research on a novel and I decided I needed to visit and Indian Reservation. My husband and I went to visit the Quinalt Indians because they are fairly close. Anyway (blah blah she went on about the weather and scenery for awhile) and then my husband and I were talking to one of them. And he decided to tell us this story about how he saw Big Foot by the side of the road one day. I was so shocked, how could anyone believe in something like that? And I asked him, I literally asked him ‘what were you smoking?’ and he said, ‘Nothing. I do not smoke or drink.’ Well I just couldn’t believe it.
Later I met with the Cultural Director and told her that I’d like to include this story in my novel but I wasn’t sure if that would be proper. The director said, ‘Why not include it?’ Well I said, “Because 99% of the world doesn’t believe in big foot.’ And she said, ‘That’s because they have never seen him.’ Can you believe that?”
That’s what did it for me. That’s what finally made up my mind. Not only did she call them Indians in a degrading manner, she had the gall to stand in front of the class and question their beliefs. Seriously, what kind of writer does that? I wanted to ask her if she believed in God, because as far as I could tell no one had ever sighted him.
Instead I seethed and couldn’t wait to get out of the class. I’ll probably keep going till the end of the quarter, because I am like that. But no more after this. I have better ways to spend my time.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
What? When did Wednesday get here?
So, Um, Yeah. I didn’t work on the web page on Saturday. I didn’t work on the web page on Sunday either. I slept most of Sunday (which was my birthday.) And it was good. Very good.
I took mom to see Menopause the Musical on Friday night. For those women who are old enough o understand what menopause can do to you – I highly recommend it. For those of us that are a little young still – take your moms. Or better yet, get the tickets for your mom and her best friend and go to a movie yourself. But plan on seeing the musical in 20 years or so, when it will really make sense to you.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it. It was very well done. The music was great and I loved what they did. I just think I would have enjoyed it more if I were 20 or so years older.
We went shopping on Saturday, mostly walking through the Pike Place Market. It’s been awhile since mom’s been down there, and I think she was missing it. We had a good time.
Saturday night my friend Maggie came over. Maggie recently quit her job to go back to school. I say GO MAGGIE! It takes guts to give up what you are doing and go down a completely different path. I know, I’ve done it a time or two. She was up for the weekend and by the time she got to the apartment she was tired. Which was fabulous because I was tired myself. We stayed in, ordered pizza, put a dura-flame in the fireplace and watched movies and TV all night. It was great.
She was up and gone first thing in the morning and I was left to my own devices on Sunday. I had an okay day, filled with good coffee and lots of movies. I hardly left the house, except to buy more logs for the fire…
Happy Birthday to me!
Friday, November 10, 2006
What Web Blog?
I’ve been wanting to change my blog a bit, but knew it would take a lot of time and effort, as well as creativity.
I’ve been putting in so much time elsewhere, work, writing, husband, that I haven’t had the time or the creativity to work on it. This weekend is a 3-day weekend and Hubby is in A helping his bother fix his house. I figured it would be the perfect time to sit down and attempt to fix what was bugging me.
First I needed to upgrade my software.
I started upgrading at 10:30 this morning. I worked and fiddled and worked some more. Finally, at 2:50 this afternoon I have the upgrade complete!
No, I didn’t work the entire time on the upgrade, I did some laundry and ate lunch as well. But seriously, I thought I was never going to get through it!
Yeah for me! Not only did I get the upgrade done, I figured out several problems that had been bugging me since the last upgrade! Now maybe tomorrow or Sunday I can work on actually changing the page!
Monday, November 06, 2006
It’s Gone
Last week I decided to do something drastic. Either because of the looming depression, the fact that it is November, or I just needed a change, I don’t know why I decided to do this.
I cut off my hair.
It isn’t all gone. I didn’t shave my head or anything like that, but it is now shorter than it has ever been. I’m not sure that I like it. People tell me it looks cute, but isn’t that their job? People NEVER tell you that your hair looks bad. When you do something horrible to it, they tell you it looks great and then snicker behind your back. That is the way it works.
I also changed the color. No longer the red-haired girl am I. Now it’s a lovely shade of brown. I do like the new color. I think it looks spiffy. The cut…well it will grow out.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
That seasonal thing
It’s call Seasonal Affective Disorder – or SAD. I had it pretty bad the first year I moved here and mom purchased some full spectrum lights for me to sit under once a day. Last year I did pretty good and didn’t have to use the lights at all.
This year I am not so lucky. I realized last night that I was getting severely depressed. I was starting to cry at often for no apparent reason. Yes things are not going well at work – but plenty of other things are trucking along in my favor and I should concentrate on those. Instead, I had started to despair in all arenas of life. This week I wasn’t even creative enough to get the simplest things done – emailing friends seemed like a huge task. Heck, even sitting on the couch and watching TV felt like a huge task.
Last night I’d finally had enough. I was standing at the bus stop, the rain was starting to come down again, it was pitch black outside and traffic was horrible. Hubby was already home playing games with his friend and I was out in the weather, waiting to get home. It sucked. But what sucked even more was my attitude. I had chosen to go to the gym, needed to. It wasn’t that late, only 5:30. It wasn’t cold, and the rain wasn’t coming down that hard. I was just feeling sorry for myself.
When I got home we dug out the full spectrum lights and I sat in front of them for about 45 minutes. I immediately felt better and my attitude has improved 100% today. I’m not completely back to my cheerful self, but I am on my way!
Yeah for full spectrum lights in winter time!
As you wake in the morning
What do you feel?
Does a rush of happiness
wash over you when,
Suddenly, you realize you are alive?
