Reason #752 I married my husband…
23 Mar 2012 Leave a Comment
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Me: Whaaa!! This person did xyz when I was trying to do abc…blah, blah, blah
Him: Well, did you try lmno?
Me: No! This person did….(repeat ad nauseum)
Him: Wait? Do you just want me to listen and agree with you? And stop offering suggestions?
Me: YES!!
Him: Okay, then! They fucking suck and you’re absolutely in the right!
A good man, this one is…
Out of darkness
17 Mar 2012 Leave a Comment
in Life, Weight Loss
Winter break was a rough time for me. To be honest, all of Fall semester was pretty rough, and not having classes to focus on during break just, well, broke me.
I wasn’t completely unhappy…I was just unhappy with some things. It was the internal being affected by the external, and it felt rather hopeless.
Then I made a plan.
Or rather, my husband bought a bow (as in archery), and I planned to join the gym.
A big part of my issue was my lack of movement. Since moving to NJ, I pretty much stopped working out. I think I’ve mentioned it before (though I’m remiss to remember when right at this moment), but exercise has always been my best anti-depressant (and I’ve been on a few of the pharmaceutical kind.) After everything that happened last Spring (yes, it’s been almost a year), I also took to eating my emotions. 20 lbs later (on top of the 10 I’d gained after getting married), and I was going in the wrong direction in more way than one.
Fast forward to now…I’ve been a gym member since the middle of January. I go about 4 days a week (sometimes more), and I’m eating better. I feel better in general, happier over all. Add to all that the fact that I like my classes this semester (even Statistics), and you have a happy Peggy.
Happy Christmas! (2011 can kiss my ass.)
26 Dec 2011 2 Comments
in Life
Yes, I know that is not the typical Christmas greeting in the US. I think was born in the wrong country. I have an overwhelming affinity for the UK/Scotland/Ireland even though I’ve never been there, and I think Happy Christmas just sounds cooler.
Also, I know I’m a day late.
But, hey, it’s been awhile, so what’s an extra day?
Fine, then. Happy Boxing Day.
2011 hasn’t been the most stellar year. Don’t get me wrong…there have been some great things. I got a mighty cute niece and I’ve made some good friends. There have just been some things that I would have preferred not happen, and they kind of make me look forward to a ‘new slate’ come 2012.
But hey, at least I’m going out with a bang…or at least pink hair.
Happy almost 2012.
Time to regroup
08 Oct 2011 6 Comments
School’s been in session for just over a month now. And I’m seriously rethinking my path.
I failed my first Orgo exam.
There has been some serious wailing and gnashing of teeth on my part over my courses so far this semester. I’m amazed that the Boy hasn’t sent me packing for the roller coaster I’ve been on. The question of “Can I really do this?” has been one that I’ve uttered more times than I have fingers, just in the past month. Calculus has made me cry just about every week, and Physics hasn’t been much better. I actually thought I was going to do OK in Orgo…guess not.
After my epic failure, I went and talked to an advisor I trust, just to put a gauge on the issue and get some suggestions as to what might be my best course of action. She knows my goal is to get into a Pharmacy program, and Orgo is a required prereq. Her suggestion: withdraw from the course and take it (Orgo I & II) over the summer at a community college. Oh, and maybe re-evaluate my major.
Currently I’m declared as a Chemistry major. This involves a lot of math and science (obviously)…the math goes through Mulitvariable calculus and intro to linear algebra, and the science courses are pretty intense (along with Orgo I need Analytical chem and Physical chemistry.)
I want so hard to believe that I’m smart enough to do all that, but I may need just to realize that my brain is not the best for that. I’ve always wanted to have a math/science brain, and I believe in part that I do. I know I’m not supposed to compare myself to others, but I do, all the time. I have friends who are PhD students in Math, engineers, statisticians, hell, I’m married to a genius. I want to believe that I have the ability to be that smart in that way. Maybe I just don’t.
I’m fighting really hard trying not to believe that I’m a failure because this is so difficult for me. I’m looking at my options as far as a change in major, one that will allow me to still obtain the pre-reqs I need for Pharm school, but still keep my sanity and perhaps preserve a decent GPA. Right now, though, it just feels like I’m an idiot.
Hang on folks…it’s going to be a rough one…
03 Sep 2011 Leave a Comment
I started fall classes on Thursday. I cried in one of them on Friday. This is going to be a tough semester, no doubt.
I knew that going into it. I have 2 difficult science courses, a math course and a writing intensive course. With the leadership position I’ve taken on, I have a lot on my plate.
Here’s to a good fall semester…by the end of which I hope I still have all my hair.
There was this Paula Abdul song…
21 Aug 2011 4 Comments
in Life, Randomness
My best friend wrote this post the day I was leaving from my visit home to head to my other home. To be honest, because I’m a sap, it made me cry a little. I really appreciated being able to head home and visit my friends and family, and particularly to visit my utterly adorable niece.
But, S made me think…more specifically about all the ways we are different. It is seriously astounding that we’ve managed to stay friends. Actually, what is most amazing is that we managed to live under the same roof for about a year WITHOUT one of us in jail for assault or homicide. (I did end up in therapy, but that was not contingent on the fact that I live with S.)
Here’s some more interesting facts about our differences…if you care (I list them because it amuses me to no end…):
- Our decorating sense are completely divergent. She’s all country kitsch, I’m more mission style (keep it clean, folks, we’re talking HOME DECORATING here…) Seriously, some of the first words out of my mouth when I found my couch and love seat pair were, “S is going to HATE these!”, and boy does she.
- Our cat preferences: she prefers long hair, I prefer short. She hates my cats, and at least one of them hates (or at least is deathly afraid of) her. Of course, it has nothing to do with the fact that one of her cats terrorized her while we were living under the same roof. I am a fan of all animals and have yet to meet a cat I don’t like, so I love hers, whether I want to or not (and they love me back.)
- Our taste in men (thankfully) has always been on opposite ends of the spectrum. (Don’t say it, S, I’m not talking about those.) We like each others respective husbands, but would never willingly be married to them (and I’m pretty sure our husbands feel the same.)
There are some ways we are the same, though. Like she mentioned we prefer the same brand of gummy bears. Though we prefer them at different stages of freshness, we eat them in the same order…orange first, then lemon or lime, followed by cherry then finally the clear ones (the pineapple flavored ones…BEST. FLAVOR. EVER.)
It doesn’t matter how opposite we are or aren’t. We would do just about anything for each other. She was the one I had the police call after I was raped. I was the one she called when she found out she was pregnant with her son. That’s just how it works. It makes no sense, but it does. Sometimes that’s just how life goes.
And because I DO have a picture of the 2 of us together (that she can’t figure out how to gank from my Facebook account…)
The Epitome of Cute
07 Aug 2011 1 Comment
I'm adorable and I know it!
Yeah, I know it’s a little blurry, but you try to get a good picture of an 8 week old with poor head control.
Sometimes you just need a break
25 Jul 2011 2 Comments
in Life
I just finished up my summer class and I’m getting ready to head to the great MidWest to meet my new niece (Squee!). In the mean time I’ve also been working on some other side projects that I’ll update about as I can.
Apparently I now have a dealer. Her name is Sairy. Her drug of choice is fiber. The first hit’s free, and I get to learn how to spin when I get back from my sure to be fantastic trip home.
I’ll be back later this week with a bigger update.
Thanks for checking in!
The things my friends make me do…
04 Jul 2011 4 Comments
in Crafty
Alright, so my friends don’t really MAKE me do anything. They just have this damn tendency to entice me into new endeavors, and instill the desire to try new things.
I suppose it isn’t all bad. There just aren’t enough hours in the day for it all. That and the fact that I have a tendency to become singularly focused…well…I just have to choose wisely.
I got to learn a bit about dyeing yesterday. As in dyeing of fiber. Because I haven’t become obsessed enough with fiber arts (and have thus developed the craving for more yarn than I know what to do with side-eye to the three blue plastic bins of yarn sitting in my living room).
I have several friends who have little side businesses of dyeing roving (that’s spinning fiber, if you aren’t aware), yarn, and silk hankies. In fact, I’m going to give both the shops a little plug because I heart them so much. So, if you’re in need of nifty yarn or roving for spinning take a look at Stitches ‘N Rows or The Grinning Gargoyle for some nifty hand-dyed items that might strike your fancy (personally I’m a fan of Contusion from Stitches ‘N Rows and platinum at The Grinning Gargoyle.) Yesterday my friends at Stitches ‘N Rows invited me over while they were in the midst of dyeing. In hindsight, I SO wish I’d taken pictures…next time…
Anywho…having spoken to various peoples about dyeing, and seeing several at home experiments by others (another crafty friend did her first yarn dyeing this past week with phenomenal results), it makes me really want to try it for myself. Granted, for right now I would probably stick with the Kool-aid version of things, since I don’t have space that wouldn’t be stained by some of the professional dyes, and I don’t have utensils that I can give up for cooking right at the moment (though I’m sure I could scour Goodwill for something.)
Let’s just add one more thing to the list of ‘stuff I want to try.’ It’s already well past life expectancy, so why not?
What have you added to your list of ‘stuff to try’ lately?
Books, books, and more books
27 Jun 2011 1 Comment
in Life
I’ve said it before. I have a whole page dedicated to it (that I’ve sorely neglected.) You walk in my house and you wouldn’t have thought anything else.
I am a bibliophile. It almost sounds dirty. (And for the record, The Boy is WAY worse than I am. But that’s a different post.)
My parents very thoughtfully presented The Boy with a gift certificate to Barnes & Noble for his birthday. Of course, any excuse to go peruse the bookstore and not have to spend one’s own money is damn near cause for a party. So, off we went to B&N this weekend to take a gander and see what there was to be seen.
My love of books is deep seated in my raising. I recall seeing my mother with a book in her hands more often than not (and having to call her name repeatedly to get her attention…not for anything urgent, but if I wanted to ask her a random question.) We went to the library a lot when I was little (evidently I (and my brother) were often satisfied with a “We’ll look it up at the library,” when it came to our incessant whys) and when I got in trouble, my punishment usually had something to do with books (I remember once where I couldn’t get a new book for a month…it was torture.) The latter half of my elementary school years were spent participating in my school district’s Battle of the Books (I was generally the one one on my team who had read all the books on the list…I think one year even the advising teacher hadn’t read them all.)
Yesterday when we went to the bookstore, I decided to take a look at the “Summer Reading/Required Reading” tables to see what they are having kids read today. One of the first books I saw was The Cricket in Times Square. All of a sudden, all I could do was remember all the great books I’d read when I was in grade school. As I looked over the tables, many of them popped out at me…Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry, Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH, Confessions of Charlotte Doyle. There were a lot of great books in my past.
Seeing all those books just made me think of what kind of library I would like any future children to have. Makes me wish I’d kept all my favorites…
