Saturday, August 17, 2013

All Through the House...Was Quiet

Porter surprised me this morning with the sink full of dishes that I left last night washed and by taking Aftasie out for a long walk/adventure!! I don't quite know what to do with myself, but I finished the Harper's article on Algebra II and am halfway through my HOT cup of coffee (it's still hot!!) :D

I was going to blog about cleaning the house the other day but didn't have time, but now that seems so boring and mundane. It was just some blather about two periods of house-state: you have the clean and the dirty. Dirty is inevitable, even if only for moments, because you live in the house and make a mess. Clean is what you want. You try to make it easier to make it clean, but you still have to deal with dirty. No matter how good my maintenance PLAN, I still get behind in the dishes sometimes and I have to deal with that. Now if my maintenance was actually perfect, I'd never have to worry, but no one is perfect 100% of the time on everything.

So on the one hand, I want to make it easier to get the dishes done and try to maintain them, but I also have to face the fact that sometimes there is nothing to do but just do the mountain of dishes.

So depressing, eh? :) I guess practice of maintenance will make better.

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Pictures

One thing that's usually missing around here is pictures. And when I go back in my archives and notice a post with pictures, I enjoy it so much :) I enjoy the pictures of Aftasie the most, but here's one of me that I'm sure I will appreciate later because it's a preggo pic!

24 weeks this week. 6 months! And really, if I wear baggy tops, no one knows I'm pregnant. I've had so many surprised "Really!? How far along are you?" reactions :P


Blackberries Galore!

I should have taken a picture but they're now baked into crisp or in the freezer awaiting processing for blackberry wine (!). We went out yesterday and picked five pounds, which, granted, is not a TON, but for me picking by myself with Aftasie toddling along half of the time, it's not too bad :) We also found a great area to pick, thanks to a friend who suggested to pick by the train tracks. I was afraid of picking there with Aftasie, because it's right next to where the train would come through, so we wandered a bit and found some perfect, loaded patches.

I'm finding it hard to blog because there's something else on my mind that I don't know if I want to get into. I have my own faults, don't get me wrong. Maybe I should just leave it at that :) Misconceptions abound in the world, don't they? Hopefully I'll figure out more things that I have as misconceptions as I go along. It does make my blood boil. But heck! It's OK. Someone else can have a different understanding of something, or even be prejudiced, and I can't really say much that will change their mind and that's OK. Just leave them alone.  OK :)


In 5 days I'm going to pass the CLEP test for Human Growth and Development! This is a class that was on the docket for the year Aftasie was born, but I said I was going to CLEP it. So I studied a little, took it, and missed by one point! George Fox has a passing grade that is 15% higher than most other schools. So technically I passed very well, high above the passing mark, except that GFU has the grade set a little higher. So, 6 months later, I took the test again, and got the exact same score!!! This time I'm going to get one point higher, a PASSING GRADE, OK? I feel a lot more confident about the material, although I'm extremely irritated at having to study it a third time. I can't wait till I can just flush all of this trivial info down the drain (I'm not a fan of the "science" of psychology, and honestly, 99% is a bunch of BS, and it's not fair to even call it science). (Tell me I'm wrong when every page contradicts itself, and makes statements like "Science discovered babies feel pain." Stupidheads.) Part of the problem with passing may be, indeed, do they want me to answer according to Piaget? To his critics? To Vygotsky? It's really ridiculous to call it a science, they should call it a religion, IMHO. (Yes, I'm SOOO humble. And I'm also not full of my own prejudices!). If you're a psychologist I can be friendly, though :) I think people who want to be psychologists to help people probably have become able to help people despite the theories of their religion, not because of them. But anyway, enough of my opinion. And good luck to me on passing and feeling a little less irritated at psychology.