Let's Celebrate!

In celebration of my quitting J&J for hopefully the last time, here's a little 80's tid bit for ya'll.

Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
Nobody's gonna slow me down, oh no
I got to keep on moving
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch ground, oh no
I got to keep on moving

*

Those times I waited for you seem so long ago
I wanted you far too much to ever let you go
You know you never got by your fear to choose
And I guess I never could stand to lose
It's such a pity to say
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Could I have loved someone like the one I see in you
I remember the good times baby now, and the bad times too
These last few weeks of holding on
The days are dull, the nights are long
Guess it's better to say
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
'Cause baby it's over now
No need to talk about it
It's not the same
My love for you's just not the same
And my heart, and my heart
And my heart can't stand the strain
And my love, and my love
And my love won't stand the pain
And my heart, and my heart
And my heart can't stand the strain
And my love, and my love
And my love...
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you

I Know``

I realize it has been nearly 2 weeks since I last posted. Would you like me to fill you in on the highlights? I think I can do that.
First, Shael doesn't have to go to summer school after all. Almost had to, ya know, but God stepped in with a miracle and now she's free as a bird this summer for her church camp and her Tribal camp (if they have it this year, we hope so because last year it ROCKED!)
We've been to Branson for a couple days, we've gone to bike rallies, and last night, my pretty little niece, Emily, grauated Valedictorian from her Vinita high school class. Yay, girl! It rained throughout the entire comencement exercise. It started as the first students were filing their way to their seats and it was still going when Mike, Shael and I left. We stayed to watch Emi walk in to pomp and circumstance, we stayed to listen to Emi sing, twice, we stayed and listened to her give her speech, we even stayed and watched her walk across the stage and get her diploma. As soon as she walked off the stage, I looked at Mike and said "Welp, ya ready ta go?" and we left. Hey, we didn't have to wait on traffic! I gave Em some money stashed in a home made card and the book "Oh! The Places You'll Go!" by Dr. Seuss. If you think that's kind of weird, then read it sometime and think about graduates. It's perfect.
So, that's about it. When I get back in school (June 4) I'll probably blog a little more often because I'll have access to a decent computer and Internet connection. So, don't totally give up on me. Check back in a couple weeks and see if I've done anything with this blog.
Bye for now!

What To Do?

I just found out that I was turned down for a Pell Grant. Great. I was counting on that, sort of. Now I don't really know how I'm going to be paying for college. God will provide a way. A way that doesn't include student loans. More on this subject later, I'm sure.
*
I had this big ole long post saved as a draft, but I think I'll scrap it because, well, it was boring even to me. I'll give you the highlights:
1.) rented Spider Man 2 Thursday night for family night, and Shael didn't even come home.
2.) locked my keys in my car at Mom & Daddy's.
3.) the three of us went to the Spavinaw Bike Rally Saturday
4.) while Mike camped out and got drunk at the bike rally, Shael and I came home and later in the evening went to the movies and saw Spider Man 3. (I LOVED IT!)
5.) Mike jammed his thumb at work and like the man he is, gave it a yank Saturday to "un-jam" it. OUCH. It worked, though

Gosh, how did I get so many boring paragraphs out of just five little highlights? Beats me!

Yay!

My final grades were finally posted. I got an A. In both classes. What a great, easy way of keeping a 4.0 GPA, taking only two classes. LOL

Ahhhhhhh

That's my sigh of relief that my first semester back to college is now officially over. I just finished up my final for Psychology. I checked my grades on line and was shocked to find that my mid term grade in psych was a C. What the...? The lowest grade I ever got on anything was a 92, except my paper and it was a 90. Hmmm... I don't know what happened there. It made my GPA a 2.73. How exceptional.
*
I don't go to work until noon and it's not even 9:00 yet, so here I am sitting in the computer lab at the school, trying to decide what to do until noon. Maybe ask Mike to take me to lunch today since I forgot to bring my chicken breast I cooked last night with the intention of taking it in my lunch today. I hate it when I do that.
*
I don't know how much spare time I'll be having now that school is out. This week I'm working every day. Not one day off, but two half days. Tomorrow I go in at 7:00 and Friday I go in at 8:00. I don't like going in at 8:00 because it usually means I'm there over 9 hours. When I go in at noon, I at least know I will be closing and will get about 5-1/2 hours in. But 8:00 to close means a looooong day. That was yesterday. A long day. This gal blew up over something stupid and I fell into the trap. I stewed about it so long my jaws started hurting. I realized what I was doing. Gritting my teeth so much and so hard that my jaw and my teeth started aching. I was getting upset over something, too. At least I didn't blow up and yell like that other be-otch did. I don't like her. She's the one who constantly yells at the kids instead of getting off her big butt and walking to the kids and finding out what's going on. Drives me cu-RAZY! Crazy, I tell ya.
*
But, today is another day. THANK GOD!
*
Shael is getting her ears pierced for the second time tonight. She's playing with the idea of also getting the upper part of her ears pierced, too. I'm going to try to talk her out of that, simply because I don't like it. lol. But, if she says she really wants it, I'll let her, she's old enough to make up her own mind about what she wants, in that area anyway. I don't think I'd let it go as far as letting her get her nose or her navel pierced. I'm not as liberal as my sister. Pierced belly buttons are sexy. A 13 year old should not appear sexy. That's my opinion. And as you all already know, everybody is entitled to it.
*
I think I'll go now. I'm going to do a little free Internet surfing on this fast server before I get out of here.
Later taters!