Seismic Twitch

I like tuna casserole. In fact, I love tuna casserole. I love my tuna casserole. We’re making it with pasta shells (medium sized), mixed peas and carrots, tuna (naturally), and cream of celery, cream of mushroom and cream of mushroom and garlic soups as well as celery, onion and garlic that has been sauteed together. It’s topped with bread crumbs and parmisan cheese. It’s in our large roasting pan. Alas, Bran won’t be able to have any before he goes off to class because there’s no way it will be ready. It’s too bad I didn’t have the final ingredients before I went to school. Next time I make it I’m going to have it all ready for Bran to put in the oven when he comes home from school (I can’t do this on any other days than weekends and Tuesday, Thursdays because I’m at school all day on Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

I got up a little bit past 5 am this morning and pushed the cart along for Boy while he delivered papers. We had a lovely walk. In fact, we kept up a reasonable pace and got home about 6:20 (we left about 5:30), so it took us less than an hour to get to where the route starts, deliver all the papers, and then walk home from there.

Bran was woken by the clatter of dishes while Boy emptied the dishwasher. I made coffee and then got out of the way. Bran sat up and then ate some breakfast. Boy snoozed on the couch for an hour and I did some notes for the anthropology class. Then Boy left for school, Bran went to school, I wrote notes and played about on the computer. About 11 made myself a couple of sandwiches and then ran out of steam. I laid down and snoozed until Boy woke me at 12:30. I caught the bus and went off to school.

The Methods class was dead dull, but I’m glad that I went. It helped some to figure out what questions belong where in the process and I shared my laptop with my classmate next to me so that she could access the data needed. I do come in handy once in a while.

Then while I awaited the bus, I got to chatting with a woman who smoked while waiting for the same bus that I catch. She’s a commerce student. We got to chatting about classes and coffee places, and finally statistics. She referred me to a math and stats centre that the university offers to students. Too freaking cool. Guess where I’m heading on Thursday morning? Yeah, there. Maybe I’ll get to understanding what the prof is teaching and how to use the equations. I might even learn what the statistics that I’m calculating are for. I’m hoping that this will help me keep my marks in the 90s. That would seriously rock!

So now I’m home. The casserole is in the oven. Boy is sitting beside me working on his math homework and studying for an exam that he has tomorrow. That’s about it for now. I’m going to turn the TV off of programming and tune it to the music channel that I like. Then I’m going to continue on my notes and be a good example doing homework.

Ta-Ra

Actually, except for the exceptional marks in statistics, today was relatively uneventful. I got up at 7:30 instead of 5 when Boy woke me because I was too tired. He went off and delivered papers and I snoozed. When I got up, Bran and Tali were already up and coffee was made (it smelled marvelous!). I had some Vector cereal for breakfast and made myself a most yummy sandwich, grabbed a yogurt and an apple and put it in the lunch bag that Bran got for me. It was from when Boy was in elementary school, grade 1 or thereabouts. It’s got a Star Wars I space ship on it. I’m such a trend setter.

I got out of classes at 2:30 and went to the centre. I’d taken some magnets that Bran realized were needed to hold the volunteer name tag thing. So now they have one name tag and 3 magnets.

I’ve arranged with one of the women there as exchange. She wants a rainbow scarf and I want a cardigan. She’s more than happy to knit me a sweater and I’m happy to find a nice pattern to make a rainbow scarf for her. It’ll probably be something like shells or something like that. I can’t help but feel that I end up benefitting more than she does, even if I buy the yarn for her scarf.

Then it was a bus ride home. Now I’m sitting on the couch watching cold case files about a child sex killer. I’m a happy camper. Hmmmm….I wonder what we’re having for supper tonight.

Ta-Ra

I got 93% on the assignment we had last week. It was all on easier stuff. The real shit started on Friday with binomials, variates and other daunting things.

OY!

I looked at the stats site to find out what mark I got on the exam last week. I got 95%!!! Can you believe it?? OMG!!

I’m going to go die now. That way I’ll leave on a high. Then I’ll have lunch. I made a yummy sandwich for lunch (Smoked turkey, salsa, cheese, mayo and lettuce).

I’m so freaked by this!

Today, Bran managed to get me to actually do some homework. I read in the theory textbook. After we had done an hour’s worth of work, we went off to the store. Bran pushed the cart and we bought a nice pile of groceries. We got milk (two gallons), yogurt (the unstirred kind – my fav), pork chops for supper, carrots, potatoes, cereal, salsa and a bunch of other yummy stuff. We didn’t get any junk food though, unless you count the corn chips to go with the salsa.

Supper was my deal tonight. I made pork chops with mushroom gravy, mashed potatoes, and carrots. They tasted quite yummy. Everyone had seconds. I probably shouldn’t have eaten more than the one plate, but darn it, it tasted so much like more that I did. Now I’m somewhat over full. I think everyone is.

Bran went out and mowed the lawns. He mowed them really short. That should keep our landlord’s nose out of joint. Eventually we might be able to spray the weed killer. I’m beginning to think that it’s a bit pointless now and that we should wait for spring when the annuals come up. Most of the annuals are dying already because fall is coming.

We stopped at my flower garden and found that the nasturtiums have made seeds. So I’m going to pick the plants and shake off the seeds for planting next spring. That’ll save me some money. I love that.

There are things I’d love to say. Things that I think need saying. I don’t know how to say it and not have it warped and twisted into a self-pity session. All I can say is that one shouldn’t be surprised when one one gets what has been strived so hard to engender it. I am, afterall, a flawed human. If someone treats me with disrespect and disdain long enough, then I’m not going to like that person. The results sought were achieved.

I can’t give credit to the artist/mind that created this particular piece of advertising satire, because I don’t know its source. If you do, please let me know and I’ll link to it and get permission to have it here and all that good stuff.

Really, it was meant to be publicised.

Today, Bran got me up at 5 am. We sat about trying to figure out whether we were actually alive for about 1/2 hour and then we loaded up and off we went to deliver papers. We got them all done by 6:45. It was good to know that they were all delivered and we had no real obligations for the day.

Sometime into our sleep after we got home, Boy phoned asking if he could continue his sleepover at his friend’s house. Bran didn’t say yes, but he didn’t say no. I asked about Boy having his friend come and sleep here, but at his friends house, WoW is on two computers and they could play together. Here, it’s only on one computer and they’d have to take turns. His friend has a server and they run a guild of some sort together. When Boy phoned back later to see what the decision was, Bran said yes he could, and then went back to sleep. I don’t even remember the phone ringing.

I got up at 5. Bran’s still snoozing. Right now I’m watching murder for hire stings on MSNBC. It’s scary that people are wanting other people dead for some of the most stupid and selfish reasons. One guy wanted his ex-wife dead as well as her husband and his two oldest children who lived with her because they had stood up to him. It was heartbreaking to hear the kids’ talk and see their pain. The youngest son, who had been living with his dad, has nightmares, can’t sleep until all the windows are shut and locked and lives in fear that his father is going to kill his mother and family. The selfishness of those people who want other people kill is absolute and horrible.

That’s what my evening is going to be. I’m going to watch more murder and mayhem and probably snooze some. It sounds like Boy is at home. I thought that he was going to have a sleepover tonight. I guess I have a question or two to ask. He probably came home for clothes or something game related. It wasn’t Boy, it was Bran doing a little tidying outside. It’s still to wet to mow the lawns.

It’s on NBC Dateline right now. There will be 4 more shows, on the next 4 Friday nights. Please, watch the show, get aware. If you’re so inclined, join Perverted-Justice.com and help out there. Become active in your town, city or state to help get rid of those who would prey on children. Give money to child charities. Find out what you can do. But don’t just sit on your asses and think there’s nothing you can do. There is. You don’t have to like kids to help protect them.

I just needed to say that.

I think I’ve made a discovery. Delivering papers on the day after having a night class is really not a good thing. I was tired yesterday and I was exhausted today. I found it was impossible to go to class this morning and again this afternoon. After Bran makes lunch, it’s quite possible that I’m going to lay down and go back to sleep. This means that I’ve missed another statistics class. Luckily for me, the prof seems to like to spend more time on concepts so even though I’ll be missing this class, it’ll contain new information that will be covered again on Monday.

CSI Miami is on right now. It’s a repeat, but that’s ok. I’ve never seen it. I just know from the description that it had been shown before.

Bran joined me in my nap sometime while I was asleep. I woke up to find another wall beside me. It was nice. He added to the general warmth of the bed and I got slightly over warm, but it was nice. It’s been a long time since we were able to nap together.

Tomorrow is laundry and study day. I’ll be attempting to learn what the stats prof taught today all on my own. I’ll need a whole lot of luck.

Ta-Ra