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Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Robert Frost: Stopping by woods on a snowy evening
This is one of my favorite poems. My dad and I use to quote it often as we walked through the woods in the winter. I use to listen to Robert Frost read it on an old album my grandma had on her record player. And today it feels like winter is just around the corner.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Graduating.
I graduate May 14th. Well, that is if I meet my requirements... I'm very terrified that it's going to come to May 1st and they're just going to say 'what? you did take (____)!? there is NO way you can graduate, see you next year sucker!' During my afternoon break sometimes I dream about it.
I WILL graduate, I WILL graduate...
I feel like the little train that could...
But graduating brings up a whole new 'bag of worms' so to speak. What am I going to DO with my life? I've been told by many people to 'start popping out babies'... No, not yet dear friends. I have goals and ambitions... I have mountains to climb and rivers to paddle. No babies.
I feel like I'm not living up to my potential by not going to grad school but I really don't have a deep burning desire to do more school. So axing babies and school off the lists leaves me with... finding a job. But then that means I have to figure out WHERE to get a job. It means filling out APPLICATIONS. It means the same redundant day 5 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 12 months a year. Oh goodness...
Today I started looking at what jobs there are out 'in the real world.' The forestry jobs caught my attention. This would mean moving away from the area though. Moving is a whole other issue. Everything just seems so complicated. What to do, where to go, etc...
BUT right now I don't even have a degree, why worry about tomorrows problems. It WILL all work out.
I WILL graduate, I WILL graduate...
I feel like the little train that could...
But graduating brings up a whole new 'bag of worms' so to speak. What am I going to DO with my life? I've been told by many people to 'start popping out babies'... No, not yet dear friends. I have goals and ambitions... I have mountains to climb and rivers to paddle. No babies.
I feel like I'm not living up to my potential by not going to grad school but I really don't have a deep burning desire to do more school. So axing babies and school off the lists leaves me with... finding a job. But then that means I have to figure out WHERE to get a job. It means filling out APPLICATIONS. It means the same redundant day 5 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 12 months a year. Oh goodness...
Today I started looking at what jobs there are out 'in the real world.' The forestry jobs caught my attention. This would mean moving away from the area though. Moving is a whole other issue. Everything just seems so complicated. What to do, where to go, etc...
BUT right now I don't even have a degree, why worry about tomorrows problems. It WILL all work out.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
I'm back! :)
Whew! What a crazy last two months.... I'm now officially back in school, working part time, on the soccer team, and trying to be a good wife. It's a handful :)
My poor husband... Monday we woke up at 5 am and went down to St. Cloud Surgery Center for him to get his jaw 'fixed.' They moved his upper jaw 4 mm forward and rotated it to the right. I thought it was going to be more like having your tonsils taken out, quick and easy. No. Not even close. Even as he went into surgery I was joking about it and not thinking too much about it. I prayed that God would give the Dr.s wisdom and all that but I wasn't too worried. It took him almost 3 or 4 hours to wake up from the anesthesia (which was only supposed to take 1 or 2 at max). He looked so beat up... There was a tube sucking blood from his stomach, he couldn't keep his eyes open for more than a few seconds, and he couldn't talk at all. His face was swollen and there was dried blood in his ear. I felt terrible. I shouldn't have joked around about it so much. I brought him to his parents house Tuesday morning before going to class. He's doing well but still not doing much but napping in his chair. He can't chew for 6 weeks so milk shakes it is. He's already been asking about eating pizza if he doesn't chew it :) but he doesn't want it mashed up. This will defiantly be a learning process for both of us :)
My poor husband... Monday we woke up at 5 am and went down to St. Cloud Surgery Center for him to get his jaw 'fixed.' They moved his upper jaw 4 mm forward and rotated it to the right. I thought it was going to be more like having your tonsils taken out, quick and easy. No. Not even close. Even as he went into surgery I was joking about it and not thinking too much about it. I prayed that God would give the Dr.s wisdom and all that but I wasn't too worried. It took him almost 3 or 4 hours to wake up from the anesthesia (which was only supposed to take 1 or 2 at max). He looked so beat up... There was a tube sucking blood from his stomach, he couldn't keep his eyes open for more than a few seconds, and he couldn't talk at all. His face was swollen and there was dried blood in his ear. I felt terrible. I shouldn't have joked around about it so much. I brought him to his parents house Tuesday morning before going to class. He's doing well but still not doing much but napping in his chair. He can't chew for 6 weeks so milk shakes it is. He's already been asking about eating pizza if he doesn't chew it :) but he doesn't want it mashed up. This will defiantly be a learning process for both of us :)
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