Life: The Update
So it has been awhile since I have written, and that is because I have been ridiculously busy.
Reverb - We recorded last weekend and are finally done! Hurrah! Recording went fairly well, but we have the job of mixing ALL of the songs we have recorded thus far. Mixing pretty much takes forever and is a very tedious task. Fortunately for me, I do not have to do much other than sit there and give my opinion when Josh asks for it. :)
Wedding - Plans are pretty much done. We have the reception place, the photographer, the dj, the florist, the cake baker, the church, the musicians, hotel, centerpieces, the wedding party, the ushers, the TROLLEY!, the dress, the bridesmaid dresses, the tuxes, invitations, save the dates... we started a registry at Bed, Bath, & Beyond. It is NOT finished yet, so do no go peeking at it. Our party is already planning my shower(s), which I believe are July 20th (for family) and August 3rd (for friends). Our bachelor / bachelorette paintball extravaganza is being planned, along with our separate functions that evening on August 2nd, I think? All we have left is accessories, wedding gifts, llamas, printing and sending the invites, blocking more hotel rooms, and putting together the centerpieces. We also have to do marriage counseling, which we are both looking forward to, actually.
Jon and I have known each other well since 1999. It is now 2008, so you do the math. Of those years of knowing (and loving) each other, we have dated for about 6+ years. People say all the time that the first year of marriage is really hard because you learn things about the person you married that you never knew before. I am not really sure how much that we do not know! He knows that I have high expectations and get frustrated when things are not done on my time frame, that alcohol scares me (and why), and that I get very sick on a regular basis. He knows all of my little bad habits (which I will not disclose!) and is more than aware of my various bodily functions. He knows the good, the bad, and the ugly about me... And I can say the same for him. So I am not too worried.
I think people often get married too quickly. Lots of times, people will get engaged within a year of knowing each other. Now, of course, adult relationships are different... you are a lot more sure of yourself and who you are. You know what you want, hypothetically, and so figuring out you have met your match should be easier. But lets say 1 year of adult life is equal to 4 years of semi-adult life... as much as I thought Jon and I would get married out of college after 4 years of dating, I realize now that I did not know him nearly as well as I know him now.
Of course, the argument then could be made that 10, 20, 50 (hopefully) years from now, I will look back and say the same thing of this moment. Yet, I still maintain I am in a much better position to make this decision and commitment. I am really not afraid of our first year of marriage. I know he is going to leave all of his dirty clothes all over the place, and it will piss me off. And I will leave all of my clean clothes in piles, waiting to be put away, which will probably piss him off. So I think compromise can be had - if I pick up his dirty, he can put away my clean.
See, marriage is easy!
Okay, of course it is not easy, but nothing worth doing is.
Grad School - I just had my last class this past week. I can honestly say that I learned nothing, and I am considering taking another class with her in the summer because I learned nothing. How awful is that? I have to admit, as much as I anticipate completing my Masters in Education, it has nothing to do with the depth of knowledge I have gained. Basically, I have two more classes left. I take the comps in Oct, and I will get my diploma in Dec. Why am I glad, you ask? Let me tell you!
a master's in education is a crock!
Now, I am far from the world's best teacher. I am not a great scientist. In fact, I am not really all that intelligent, either.... But teaching does come naturally, and so does common sense. You learn to be a great teacher by teaching, not by taking dumb classes. So while I have definitely improved my teaching skills over the past three years, it really has nothing to do with the fact that I am taking education courses. Maybe it is just my personality. I am reflective of what I do when I teach, I analyze it, and I am reasonably perceptive as to what the kids need. Trust me, I am not trying to be all I AM AWESOME, because I am not. But maybe knowing that is half the battle - I know I am not the best of the best, but I know what I do wrong and where my weaknesses are, so I try to work on those things and thus improve.
But seriously folks, education classes are a cake walk. I hate to say it, but it is true.
In the fall, I took two science courses. I had openings in my schedule and I was ready for something that was actually mentally challenging. And ya know what, THEY WERE! They were tough! I had to study! I had to learn stuff! It was awesome!
So I thought to myself: maybe education classes seem like a breeze because they ARE compared to science classes. And I think that is the truth. I also think that if I never took science courses in college or got a b.s. in biotech or anything like that, that maybe I would think education classes were difficult.
I think perhaps then, I should apologize.... I still think education classes are, for the most part, a crock. Some ARE very interesting, but not exactly the mental olympics. Yet, I can understand people thinking them tough if they have never taken harder classes.
Anyway, two more classes and I am DONE and so thrilled... the next course of action: doctorate. Dr. Nicol, I guess it will be. I still like the sound of Dr. Samuels. It is just sweet! But I can deal with Dr. Nicol. I am not sure what I want to go for, but I think it will be a science. We shall see! :)
School - School ends the first week of June, and teachers should be done by the 11th or so. I CANNOT WAIT. This year has brought WAY too much drama. I would love to give you all the gory details, but who knows who reads this thing? A lot of it is top secret bs.
To amuse myself in the last few weeks of school, however, I am working hard on grading (I am so freakin behind), doing more planning for Costa Rica, and trying to locate the Count. One of my previous entries did detail that little story. It has been fun, and I have a plan for our next "attack". It will be good, I will try to post it here when I get the chance.
Hospital - Apparently I still have a job. No one has really told me what my official job is, but I figure if I keep signing up for hours, they will not kick me out without any notice. Right??? I have picked up every Monday in the month of May. Let me just tell you how super fun it is to work at school for 8 hours and then go directly to the hospital and work for 8 more hours. Loads! It actually is not too bad though because it is such a switch of gears, it could almost be called refreshing. Almost. Hopefully I will busy myself this summer with picking up hours and making enough money to give us a pretty sweet honeymoon, or at least give us more to put down on a house. How typical of my mom's side of the family! The Wolf women work their tails off while the men are slackers. Sigh.
Sickness - Jon's nephew, Tait, has given me a rip-roaring cold. I had one a little over a month ago that left me sounding like a man. It took a full 4 weeks to get over fully. I had a week off, and now I have this lovely sinus infection. Joy. I am actually feeling better today, though I think my stomach is sloshing with snot. (Beautiful picture, no?)
House Hunting - Jon and I went to see 10 houses in the d-town area yesterday. We saw a few that were do-able, which assuaged my fears that NOTHING was out there for us. At the same time, nothing was WOW, so we packed it in at 2:15 and I went to work. Yeah, that's right, very sick, didn't sleep much all week due to this cold, woke up early on a Sat to go house hunting for 4 hours and then went straight to work. It is no freakin wonder that I can't get healthy.
Anyway, it was good to go look at the houses and I daresay it might have been fun if I didn't feel like I was going to throw up the whole time.
I have to tell you though, doing this brings out one of my "fears". I mean, it is not really a fear, so much as it is a totally deranged thought.
When you are house-hunting, you basically go into the house and look at EVERYTHING. I mean, if the house is empty, that is one thing, but usually the people are still living there. Often they have cleaned things up for you - vacuumed some... put on classical music.... put out mints and stuff. But I mean, you are rummaging through someone's living space! You go into all the rooms, look closely at the infrastructure, go into the basement, the attic... you look at everything.
Now, ever since I was little, I have had this fear (again, this is just for lack of a better word) that when I open a closet, a dead body is going to fall out.
I think it might relate to having seen Beetlejuice at a young age. Remember the part where they are hanging dead in the closet because they are trying to scare the new owners away? Yeah. I think that has stuck with me, and since then, I always think something dead is going to be in the closet.
I feel this way not only about closets... but pantries, laundry rooms, any basically any large door that leads to a small space.
It is ridiculous, I know! Trust me! And it is not really a FEAR because I am not all that afraid of dead bodies.... but I think of it every time I open one of these doors. And I mean every time, even in my own house. Even my own closet! There might be skeletons in there, but no dead bodies! Every time I open the pantry in our house, I think about it.
And so here we are, in houses of people I do not know and will never know... opening all these doors to the unknown. I must have thought about dead bodies at least 5 times in EVERY house. That means I thought about it at least 50 times yesterday. Am I crazy? Not sure, but it was definitely on my mind pretty much every other second.
Other than that, looking at houses was fruitful from the fact that we know even more about what we want and what we are looking for. It is a step in the right direction, though it feels that there must be about 1000 steps before we really find what we want.
Jon will be gone this week, so my mom and I will go off on our own to look and see what we find. Shrug.
Other than that, things are slow and quiet....???!?!?!
Yeah.
Reverb - We recorded last weekend and are finally done! Hurrah! Recording went fairly well, but we have the job of mixing ALL of the songs we have recorded thus far. Mixing pretty much takes forever and is a very tedious task. Fortunately for me, I do not have to do much other than sit there and give my opinion when Josh asks for it. :)
Wedding - Plans are pretty much done. We have the reception place, the photographer, the dj, the florist, the cake baker, the church, the musicians, hotel, centerpieces, the wedding party, the ushers, the TROLLEY!, the dress, the bridesmaid dresses, the tuxes, invitations, save the dates... we started a registry at Bed, Bath, & Beyond. It is NOT finished yet, so do no go peeking at it. Our party is already planning my shower(s), which I believe are July 20th (for family) and August 3rd (for friends). Our bachelor / bachelorette paintball extravaganza is being planned, along with our separate functions that evening on August 2nd, I think? All we have left is accessories, wedding gifts, llamas, printing and sending the invites, blocking more hotel rooms, and putting together the centerpieces. We also have to do marriage counseling, which we are both looking forward to, actually.
Jon and I have known each other well since 1999. It is now 2008, so you do the math. Of those years of knowing (and loving) each other, we have dated for about 6+ years. People say all the time that the first year of marriage is really hard because you learn things about the person you married that you never knew before. I am not really sure how much that we do not know! He knows that I have high expectations and get frustrated when things are not done on my time frame, that alcohol scares me (and why), and that I get very sick on a regular basis. He knows all of my little bad habits (which I will not disclose!) and is more than aware of my various bodily functions. He knows the good, the bad, and the ugly about me... And I can say the same for him. So I am not too worried.
I think people often get married too quickly. Lots of times, people will get engaged within a year of knowing each other. Now, of course, adult relationships are different... you are a lot more sure of yourself and who you are. You know what you want, hypothetically, and so figuring out you have met your match should be easier. But lets say 1 year of adult life is equal to 4 years of semi-adult life... as much as I thought Jon and I would get married out of college after 4 years of dating, I realize now that I did not know him nearly as well as I know him now.
Of course, the argument then could be made that 10, 20, 50 (hopefully) years from now, I will look back and say the same thing of this moment. Yet, I still maintain I am in a much better position to make this decision and commitment. I am really not afraid of our first year of marriage. I know he is going to leave all of his dirty clothes all over the place, and it will piss me off. And I will leave all of my clean clothes in piles, waiting to be put away, which will probably piss him off. So I think compromise can be had - if I pick up his dirty, he can put away my clean.
See, marriage is easy!
Okay, of course it is not easy, but nothing worth doing is.
Grad School - I just had my last class this past week. I can honestly say that I learned nothing, and I am considering taking another class with her in the summer because I learned nothing. How awful is that? I have to admit, as much as I anticipate completing my Masters in Education, it has nothing to do with the depth of knowledge I have gained. Basically, I have two more classes left. I take the comps in Oct, and I will get my diploma in Dec. Why am I glad, you ask? Let me tell you!
a master's in education is a crock!
Now, I am far from the world's best teacher. I am not a great scientist. In fact, I am not really all that intelligent, either.... But teaching does come naturally, and so does common sense. You learn to be a great teacher by teaching, not by taking dumb classes. So while I have definitely improved my teaching skills over the past three years, it really has nothing to do with the fact that I am taking education courses. Maybe it is just my personality. I am reflective of what I do when I teach, I analyze it, and I am reasonably perceptive as to what the kids need. Trust me, I am not trying to be all I AM AWESOME, because I am not. But maybe knowing that is half the battle - I know I am not the best of the best, but I know what I do wrong and where my weaknesses are, so I try to work on those things and thus improve.
But seriously folks, education classes are a cake walk. I hate to say it, but it is true.
In the fall, I took two science courses. I had openings in my schedule and I was ready for something that was actually mentally challenging. And ya know what, THEY WERE! They were tough! I had to study! I had to learn stuff! It was awesome!
So I thought to myself: maybe education classes seem like a breeze because they ARE compared to science classes. And I think that is the truth. I also think that if I never took science courses in college or got a b.s. in biotech or anything like that, that maybe I would think education classes were difficult.
I think perhaps then, I should apologize.... I still think education classes are, for the most part, a crock. Some ARE very interesting, but not exactly the mental olympics. Yet, I can understand people thinking them tough if they have never taken harder classes.
Anyway, two more classes and I am DONE and so thrilled... the next course of action: doctorate. Dr. Nicol, I guess it will be. I still like the sound of Dr. Samuels. It is just sweet! But I can deal with Dr. Nicol. I am not sure what I want to go for, but I think it will be a science. We shall see! :)
School - School ends the first week of June, and teachers should be done by the 11th or so. I CANNOT WAIT. This year has brought WAY too much drama. I would love to give you all the gory details, but who knows who reads this thing? A lot of it is top secret bs.
To amuse myself in the last few weeks of school, however, I am working hard on grading (I am so freakin behind), doing more planning for Costa Rica, and trying to locate the Count. One of my previous entries did detail that little story. It has been fun, and I have a plan for our next "attack". It will be good, I will try to post it here when I get the chance.
Hospital - Apparently I still have a job. No one has really told me what my official job is, but I figure if I keep signing up for hours, they will not kick me out without any notice. Right??? I have picked up every Monday in the month of May. Let me just tell you how super fun it is to work at school for 8 hours and then go directly to the hospital and work for 8 more hours. Loads! It actually is not too bad though because it is such a switch of gears, it could almost be called refreshing. Almost. Hopefully I will busy myself this summer with picking up hours and making enough money to give us a pretty sweet honeymoon, or at least give us more to put down on a house. How typical of my mom's side of the family! The Wolf women work their tails off while the men are slackers. Sigh.
Sickness - Jon's nephew, Tait, has given me a rip-roaring cold. I had one a little over a month ago that left me sounding like a man. It took a full 4 weeks to get over fully. I had a week off, and now I have this lovely sinus infection. Joy. I am actually feeling better today, though I think my stomach is sloshing with snot. (Beautiful picture, no?)
House Hunting - Jon and I went to see 10 houses in the d-town area yesterday. We saw a few that were do-able, which assuaged my fears that NOTHING was out there for us. At the same time, nothing was WOW, so we packed it in at 2:15 and I went to work. Yeah, that's right, very sick, didn't sleep much all week due to this cold, woke up early on a Sat to go house hunting for 4 hours and then went straight to work. It is no freakin wonder that I can't get healthy.
Anyway, it was good to go look at the houses and I daresay it might have been fun if I didn't feel like I was going to throw up the whole time.
I have to tell you though, doing this brings out one of my "fears". I mean, it is not really a fear, so much as it is a totally deranged thought.
When you are house-hunting, you basically go into the house and look at EVERYTHING. I mean, if the house is empty, that is one thing, but usually the people are still living there. Often they have cleaned things up for you - vacuumed some... put on classical music.... put out mints and stuff. But I mean, you are rummaging through someone's living space! You go into all the rooms, look closely at the infrastructure, go into the basement, the attic... you look at everything.
Now, ever since I was little, I have had this fear (again, this is just for lack of a better word) that when I open a closet, a dead body is going to fall out.
I think it might relate to having seen Beetlejuice at a young age. Remember the part where they are hanging dead in the closet because they are trying to scare the new owners away? Yeah. I think that has stuck with me, and since then, I always think something dead is going to be in the closet.
I feel this way not only about closets... but pantries, laundry rooms, any basically any large door that leads to a small space.
It is ridiculous, I know! Trust me! And it is not really a FEAR because I am not all that afraid of dead bodies.... but I think of it every time I open one of these doors. And I mean every time, even in my own house. Even my own closet! There might be skeletons in there, but no dead bodies! Every time I open the pantry in our house, I think about it.
And so here we are, in houses of people I do not know and will never know... opening all these doors to the unknown. I must have thought about dead bodies at least 5 times in EVERY house. That means I thought about it at least 50 times yesterday. Am I crazy? Not sure, but it was definitely on my mind pretty much every other second.
Other than that, looking at houses was fruitful from the fact that we know even more about what we want and what we are looking for. It is a step in the right direction, though it feels that there must be about 1000 steps before we really find what we want.
Jon will be gone this week, so my mom and I will go off on our own to look and see what we find. Shrug.
Other than that, things are slow and quiet....???!?!?!
Yeah.
posted by FireWithin at 11:02 AM
1 Comments:
holy crap you got a lot done in a super short period of time! good for you!
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