Back to School

Tomorrow is the kids first day back to school. Rowan’s first day ever. It’s very wierd having two kids in school now. I feel really sad, and scared for Rowan just as I once did (and still do in many respects) for Pierce. Sending her out into the world for the first “real” time so far. Out from beneath my wings, and exposed to the uncontrolable world. I don’t so much care for that,but it is a painful necessity. We went to open house tonite found her classroom, and she seemed SO super excited. My sons “best” friend is in his class this year, and even (and quite unintentionaly) sits directly across from  him in class. So he was happy. Which makes me happy.

The outfits are picked out, and the bookbags are packed, the emergency medical forms are filled out, and the lunch money is on the table. Back to school time already. The summer seemed so short to me.

Oh My.

Anyone who knows me knows I’m a take it slow, mellow, kinda gal. I don’t like busy days, and constant motion. Looks like latey I have had no choice. So today I did absolutely nothing except make dinner, play with the kids, and clean (wait, is that even “nothing” anyway?).  And tomorrow I’m off spinning again, until next Sunday. I have a test tomorrow which I  hope to ace. We’ll see.  I didnt do as well as I thought I did last test, so I’m a little uneasy about being confident again. Good news though, I’ve recently read ab article from 2006 that says folks who graduate with their Masters in Psy start at somewhere around $72,000. In a clinical psy job position. Which are numerous. I havent really gotten an idea of my specific field of research/study yet. There are SO many different theories and type of practice. I feel very strongly about working primarily with women, and I’m thinking PTSD facinates me…so maybe there specificly….ok I don’t need to  make my career decisions here on a blog. I’m off. To spin.

Sunday Go Away

Today was a bad day. A hot day. A tiring day.

I am about to drink what promises to be the best cup of coffe I’ll feel like I’ve ever had.

Did I tell you I drank Starbucks yesterday while out with  my  mother? I know, I know…don’t worry I feel dirty for having done it. Don’t tell anyone, but I kinda liked it. Shhhhh…Can’t ruin my reputation as the boycotting queen can I ?

Ok…off to have that coffee. This kind is Maxwell House ; )

Making Money

Yup thats me. Trying to make some money. And after I had already said many times that I would not do photography for money. Here I am pimping it out. See Amanda. See Amanda try to sell her art.

We’ll see how this goes. 

JunoPhotography@groups.msn.com

So far thats my little business address, although there isnt anything really there yet. My largest body of work can be found here….

www.Flickr.com/photos/Junocozmosphotography/

I am selling prints of any Natural Still you would like on there. The prices are correlated with size and such so they are discussed upon request of the print for right now.

Spread the word. I’m a full time college student with three kids, what can I say. I need the dough and people like art.

I will start showcasing some here on the blog as well.

Thanks! : )

 OH and don’t forget the meteor shower Sunday into Monday morn!

Happy Birthday Bridget!

Another Perspective…

Read this, it’ll make you think.

http://broadband.zoomtown.com/news/read.php?id=15243603&ps=1016&_LT=HOME_LARSDCCL2_UNEWS

Is it hot enough for ya?

I don’t know where you live, but where I live it’s 1000 degrees and we have air you can wear.

Can I get a global wha’ ??

Damn it’s hot. And speaking of Global warming, try to cut down on you share of the pollution that enables this shitty summer heat. Use paper bags in the grocery store, and if you can the BEST thing is to carry cloth shopping bags in your car. Not only do they help you feel better about being a parasite on this planet, but you can use them for A LOT of other stuff.

Drive as little as possible. I can’t stress this enough.

Compost and gather rain water.

I’m sick of the heat. Live greener, damnit! ; )

Standing Up While You Pee

My two year old son pee’d in the potty for the first time today. We were coming in from swimming, and Arden ran like hell into the bathroom, (his wet shorts already peeled off at the door), he lifted the lid folks, and pee’d right into the potty. He LIFTED the lid. Standing up my two year old pee’d. For his first time. And if you’ve had boys you know that they just don’t start out that way that easily. I’ve got myself a potty prodigy.

I am pretty damned happy, could this really be the end of buying diapers…forever…*swoons*

Sicko

No, not the absolutely awesome Micheal Moore flick, but me.

I’m a sicko today. Eww. I feel gross. My body aches, and my head hurts, and my sinuses are all unruly and shit. I started feeling badly last night, and I actualy went to bed at 11. *dont let the date on the last post fool you, it wasnt written on the frist it was written yesterday* So I suppose I’ve got myself a super little summer cold, or sinus infection. And honestly it was about time, I’ve been too healthy for too long. Better a cold than something else.

I have math class tonite. Or at least I think I do. If I have no test, and we’re still doing what we were last week, then I’m staying home and resting. Might even ask the sitter to take the kids anyway. I’m awaiting word back from the Prof on the status of class tonite before I make my decision. I wont miss a test, or intruction of new material. I just hope we’re not doing any of that.

Ugh. My nasal passages feel like they could explode.

I got new photography software last night. Adobe CS2! Woohoo! I’m super excited. However, I was too ill to do more than install it last night so I’ve not even opened up the program.

My youngest son has mastered unscrewing can lids. Yay. For example the pickle jar in the fridge, much to my dismay had been unscrewed, and when I returned from the bathroom and opened the fridge it tipped over on the shelf and pickles, and juice flew everywhere. Putting me on the floor, sick as crap, cleaning up pickles gunk with substandard paper towels. *They are never really “super absorbant” are they?* It took me about an hour and I basicly had to clean the entire fridge. Pickle juice in the drawers and on the glass shelves…and blech. My kids are too damned smart to damned young.

So anywho. I’m over it. Not the cold, but the pickles. And I’m going on about my day.

Ack.

Stayed up until 2am last night finishing my Psychology homework. I have a good grasp on behavior modification now. I think. I hope. I have a test on it this thursday.

Yeah, I also watched a little tube to wind down from all the brain enlarging, and I laughed my ass off at a comedian named Russel Peters. It was on Comedy Central. Laughed until I cried, no seriously.  Try to check him out if you get a chance.

This day in history 1964 NASA’s US Ranger 7 transmits the 1st lunar close-up . Takes 4,316 pictures before crashing on moon.

Don’t know why I just added that last bit of useless information.

I had school early this morning, so I’ve been up for many, many hours. Then after school, running. And inevitably forgeting almost everything I went out to get. 

So I’m completely tired, and I still have about 20 more problems to do for math (blech.), and 15 more pages in Psy to read. I’ve had more coffee than I need. And none of it is working. The kids are still running cirlces around me. I’m nearly face down on the keyboard.

I’m okaythough. It’s all for the big “pay-off” right? Right. One day I’ll be able to tell folks to “Call my office and make an appointment” and wont that be cool? I’ll also make more than my husband which will be nice for a change. Wish my ass luck though, because I’ll need it.

Until then, *yawn* I’m exhausted. I feel like being a total zombie, except I’m not in the mood for brains, I’m in the mood for the History Channel (geek), or SciFi (bigger geek) with a big bowl of M&M’s (screw the diet), and a Dr Pepper (screw that diet, damnit!).

So thats where I’m at. When the kids hit the sac at 10. I’m hitting the M&M’s. What drive. I rock. ~