Drum Roll Please…..
I am officially an undergrad again. Talk about feeling intimidated. I am working, a mom, fostering a dog.
Hello Tye baby!
School starts October 6th. I’ll be taking two classes at a time every nine weeks. The class load is supposed to gradually increase and I should graduate in three years with a Psychology degree. (I did finish my Freshman year at UNLV, so I do have atleast those credits under my belt thankfully.) I’m currently going for a Psychology degree and then I’ll have to evaluate if I still want to consider seminary – which I’m still utterly fascinated by or something I am passionate about and have more realistic career options with – ethology. Animal behavior, which can range from zoos, rescue groups, lab studies, and so on. Now, how much it pays and where I would have the career options is another story. But the same would be said of ministry. And of course, there are my personal feelings of women in the ministry anyways. I could always return to seminary later as a personal hobby of interest in theology – this is all three years down the road. Whereas actual undergrad classes are merely days down the road.
Meanwhile, I’ve had my Halloween decorations up for over a week now. Cannot put any of the outside ones out until October 1st – due to HOA restrictions. It’s literally, KILLING me. But it is also restricting me from shopping any of the Halloween aisles at any of the stores. Which is probably good since now that the weather is cooling, I am noticing how behind I am on my knitting and have been knitting up a storm again. I am also going to be a test knitter for the October dish cloth LAL. We’ll see how my moderate skills do.
Have I mentioned that I have officially dropped 33 lbs? I am so excited and proud of myself. I am now biking 11 miles a day. Currently, I have to take the dogs on seperate runs because they cannot handle two runs anymore. When it was 8 miles, I think they were fine with it. Also, the runs were at 3:30 am and 8 pm – so they were separated enough that they had time to recover from the exercise. Now, even though the runs are still at morning and night – by the end of the runs, I am almost pulling them along, coasting on the bike, encouraging the heck out of them, “C’mon Maya, you can do it. You can do it girl. Good girl. That’s my girl.” They are so exhausted by the end of the runs that I’ve simply started only taking them on one run each. I am hoping that by the end of October I can bike to work – which according to Mapquest is only 12.05 miles away. (Of course that would be 24.10 miles a day.) Steve says it is probably closer to 16 miles. But we’ll see. It wouldn’t be hard biking there – just home (in the heat).
We’ll be heading out to Pahrump’s Fall Fesitival this weekend. I am so super excited. Since I’ve got Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday off. We’ll be able to head out Thursday after work, hang with the in-laws (maybe even make a make-shift Spring Pole for Maya in their backyard with their matured trees) for the weekend and head back in time to hear GP’s Ain’t Your Mama’s Jesus series. Or head to a block meeting. Not sure what the game plan is yet…
Either way – I am totally prepared for this weekend. I am greatly encouraged that I will get a chance to walk that gauntlet of dogs that used to terrify me and perhaps observe their behavior with a different mindset.
Have a great week everyone.
) but never to paint my own nails. About as far as I got was that I needed a base, color, then a top coat. Huh. And whenever I paint my own nails – I somehow wager that Paul and Anya could have done a better job. And after all the time, effort, and paint I use – I wonder if it still would be a better investment of time and money to just go get it done rather than spend three hours trying to do it myself. After several tries and corrections and I FINALLY had decent looking nails, I decided even though I was coughing up my own lungs, I’d take Maya for a walk. So, stupidly I changed tops – and damaged every nail on my freshly painted left hand.
If only it were easier. I have three days off! Yay! Our foster Tye will be returning on Sunday and we’re considering fostering a Staffy/Bull Terrier mix named Zesus Blue – who looks very handsome indeed. Did you know Bull Terriers get 91.5% on their temperament tests? WOW. Amazing dogs. All for now! I am so glad the weekend is here. Time for lots of green tea, podcasts, and medicine and hopefully this cruddy sickness will pass soon!
Yesterday Paul turned 4! 
But nothing like Miss Match Socks – where they are totally and completely different from one another. Wow! Now those bad boys pop!
This will be my first garment like this, so I really want to take advantage of the LAL group with teachers, yet am incredibly frustrated that I cannot get a proper look on any of my looms. I’ve got on more method to try using my Authentic Knitting Board and if that doesn’t work, I’m going to have to make panels using my FG sock looms. Not looking forward to it, since the last time I made something that I had to sew close didn’t turn out so well (thank fully was covered by fun fur so no one noticed except me).
