Settling in

I think we are finally getting there...boxes are unpacked and things are looking somewhat normal around here. We are also getting into somewhat of a routine, although I am still adjusting to the whole school scenerio. It's strange to manage all of my own time again. Graduate school is dramatically different than undergradute. I'm taking 12 credits which is considered over full time. The reading alone is a bit suffocating after about seven hours of it in a day, but I'm coming along. Now...I just need to get a start on all of the big class progects.

Another interesting thing I have noticed since starting is they type of people who go to grad school. In a class or group before, there were always a lot of quiet or middle-of-the-road talkers and usually one or two that dominated the conversation. Now everyone wants to talk and everyone thinks they're right. And I'm included. I leave class with a ton of energy and ideas, but with a bit of a headache also. So many type A's in one room. Of course, three of my classes have 6 or fewer students, so that may have something to do with it. Ahh..and we cannot forget the multitude of wonderful smells I contend with on school days. When I get to Greely it's cow shit all the way related to the fertilizer plant. Tonight, about 10 miles out, it was the distinct smell of canned cat food (related to???) and then moldy musty dirty laundry smell. It's sort of a gamble on the backroads, but at least I don't have to deal with the interstate.

I am also in the process of planning Bernie's 30th birthday party. Most likely it will be a ski weekend at Vail or Breckenridge in mid-January. If anyone out there wants to visit around that time, let me know. It's a good thing I'm studying gerontology.

My dad is still dragging his feet about buying his plane ticket, which wouldn't be that big of a deal if he wasn't supposed to be here in 10 days. He needs to pull his head out of his ass because he and my mother CANNOT visit at the same time.

busy busy time

It's been awhile since I posted, but I don't take all the blame. My husband does not seem to want to take equal responsibility for this blog...

Anyway, we are finally moved into our house. It is a huge mess right now trying to unpack and get things ready for Bernie's parents who will be here in about 45 minutes. Yay, our dog is coming home! The paint colors mostly turned out OK, except for the yellow, which was somewhat institutional. I think it actually gave me my first migraine headache. So Bernie painted over it with a more tame orangy yellow, which looks much better.

School is busy, busy, and more busy. I have hundreds of pages to read every week, a paper due every week, and numerous huge projects to get started on. So far my time management hasn't been the greatest, although it was better this week.

I just got my mom her plane ticket to visit for my birthday. She plans to stay one week and is coming a few days after my dad visits for his own week. Planning his trip down has been complicated as he originally thought it would be fun to take the bus to Longmont and back. This might have been okay if it weren't for the 12 hour over-night layover in Billings. Now he's talking about taking the bus to Billings and flying from there. People who have a lot of time on their hands think in a very convoluted manner. I would think it would be worth saving the time for the extra $200, but whatever. A week with my dad should be interesting enough.

Congrats to Sara, Tyson, and Grace by the way! Welcome to the world Jack!