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Master’s Managed …

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What a day !!! What a day !!!

We hit the sack early last night, because bright and early this morning we were up preparing to go listen to Hubby defend his Master’s Thesis on the Tea Party.

But before that all happened, I did not sleep much at all last night, and I got out of bed around 5 a.m. because I got a bug up my ass … And I should know better than to get up out of bed to do what I thought would be easy and painless …

I’ve been singing songs from old movies lately, to myself. And I thought, why not download the tunes for my phone. So I did that. Now my SD card in my phone, a 2 gig SD, is very itchy. It is tempermental when I try to add or subtract music from it, and I should know better then to try doing this while hubby is still in bed, or when he just goes to sleep late at night.

After several failed attempts to get the two files moved from my hard drive to the sd card, my computer crashed and fucked up my sd card. I don’t know what I did to it, but it wouldn’t work. Hubby was not having any of my drama this morning because it was all about him.

He set off around 8:30 for the college and I went over about 9:30. It was a small gathering of panelists and guests. Hubby had printed out his 20 page presentation to follow. And it was a full stop SUCCESS !!! He blew his readers and his adviser out of the water. There were two rounds of questions from the panel and on the first round, one of his readers just twisted him up and was on this “Debbie Downer” trip.

Needless to say, Hubby fought tooth and nail for his defense. The second round was much better. Lots of compliments and kudos. In the end they granted his Master’s Thesis Defense. His supervisor said that he did far better work than an M.A. researcher, and it was good enough for PHD work. And after their consultations after the presentation, they accepted his thesis fully and without any needed revisions. Which is quite a feat of academia.

We were all so proud of him !!!

After the ordeal we went our separate ways, I had errands to run to drop off our rent for the month of May. It was lunch time, so I missed the secretary. But it got paid. On the way back through the tunnel and the mall, I stopped at the Telus store to try and get my sd card fixed. That was a no go. They said that I could reformat the card on hubby’s laptop, but he didn’t have a reader converter. UGH!!!

I did some sundry shopping on the way in, had some lunch and went to bed around 2:30. It was a great nap because at the end I was having this massive technicolor dream about Christmas and as someone asked me a question like, “are you coming for Christmas??” I woke up.

Actually, hubby was woken up first. Me thinks we have a ghost in the apartment. Because things happen, the tv turns on by itself, not all the time, and not predictable. So about a minute before my alarm clock was set to go off, the tv turned on by itself again !!!

I got dressed and departed for the evening event, which was a trip out to St. Michel to pick up our new cabinet for the group at the church. The cabinet is beautiful. Just what we needed. And just the right size.

On the way out I stopped by the Telus store because I had called them to see if I could buy an sd converter card for the laptop, and they said that a brand new sd card comes in the packet. They don’t sell separately. The girl that helped me earlier was still there and I asked for a 2 gig sd card, and she sold me a 4 gig sd card for the price of a 2 gig sd card … SCORE !!!

Hubby left me some directions on the way home to shop and get groceries and now we are home, he is having Chinese food for dinner and I am having Subway.

Later on, I need to reinstall ALL my MUSIC AGAIN !!! UGH Kill me now ! Albeit on a larger sd card so that should be painless, Let Us Pray !!!

All in all it was a great day.

More to come, stay tuned …


What is Happiness ???

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This was my final project in my World Views Class this term.

What does it mean to be happy? If you polled a hundred people with that question, you would get a hundred different answers. Every person in the world has a specific definition of what happiness means to them. There are a multitude of factors that come into play, and those factors also depend on the place each person lives. Different people and different cultures around the world place varying degrees of significance on the concept itself. Do we ever find true happiness or do we ask the real question ‘can happiness ever truly be achieved?’

In my worldview, I am content with my life as it has unfolded and I am as happy as I can be at the moment, the caveat here is ‘but there is always room for improvement.’ And I think that most people would say they are relatively happy. In any case, there are many ways to find happiness, and in some cultures, ways to cultivate happiness. Values differ from culture to culture when it comes to topics such as these, because the world is so vast and for every region of the world there are millions upon millions of people who strive every day to be happy, in one way or another.

Growing up in the United States I learned that only hard work and perseverance and the collection of things; cars, homes, objects and money over a lifetime would maybe result in a life of happiness. The painstaking trail of growing up, getting an education and finding ones place in the workforce was the way to guarantee a modicum of happiness. And if you found a partner along the way that would be a happy benefit. I spent thirty years in that grind of a life, moving from one economic bracket to another and in the end happiness eluded me.

Living with a terminal illness and facing my own mortality has taught me a few things about happiness. Most normal people in the world do not get this kind of in your face lessons for life so in a way, I am on a totally different journey than my healthy counterparts. I did not find that happy dream of a life in the U.S. so I closed up shop and came to Canada.

I began again that long journey to find a new definition of happiness. Over the last ten years I have cultivated, in my estimation, a happy life. I am seventeen years into a life sentence and I have never been happier with my life as it has unfolded over the last decade.

But what is true happiness? A life well lived, one day at a time, with people I love and friends that I adore. Happiness is a state of mind for me, contingent on my spiritual condition on any given day. Happiness is not in what objects I have collected or how much money I have in the bank. I have left behind that materialistic way of finding happiness for a much more simple way of living. And I think that is one of the biggest differences between my way of life and the lives of many I have met over my lifetime.

I have had to contend with a less than productive work life, in opt for a life of educating myself on my passions and I am still cultivating that life today. I have achieved many good things in my life thus far, and I am still on that journey to find ultimate happiness. At this point I don’t know if I will ever get to the magical ultimate destination of true happiness, so I must do with what I have and be happy with that. And I think that a majority of people would identify with this thought for themselves.

In every life, you reach a point that one tires of the ‘hunt for happiness,’ that every day slog through the motions trying to find ‘it’ whatever that ‘it’ may be. People who never learn the lessons about life they need to in one way or another will find themselves on a never ending rut of hunting and never finding.

Aristotle has a particular view on happiness. Stevenson and Haberman write, “There is an end to which we all seek for its own sake, and that is happiness. But how do we define happiness?” (Stevenson & Haberman, 2009, p. 98). For Aristotle that training to become good and virtuous people should begin at home in the early stages of life so that children are ‘trained up’ to become those people.

Good teaching as youths brings about the necessary changes that will insure that goodness and virtuosity continue on through the generations. In simple terms we can agree on the thought that in the end happiness can be translated in a word “fulfillment” (p. 98). But there are required processes to bring about this fulfillment.

The authors write about Aristotle, “(a) human fulfillment consists in activity, namely the exercise of our faculties, not in mere passive enjoyment; (b) that it must involve the use of our distinctively human rational capacity; (c) that this activity should be conducted “well and finely,” displaying the best, most complete kind of ‘excellence’ or virtue; and (d) that it should last over an extended lifetime” (p. 99).

Aristotle speaks about virtues, which are important in the actions of men and women. The finding of the means between two extremes. Too much in any one direction of the spectrum is not good in ‘less than’ or in ‘excess of’ the median. Aristotle mediates the extremes with virtue. A middle way, so to speak. Just the right amount of particular stress on what is right and good. We should mention some of the virtues Aristotle finds necessary in life.

They are prudence, temperance, courage and justice, open handedness and mildness. In Greek times, Aristotle was apt to add a few other virtues within his society of ancient Athens and they would be greatness of soul, munificence and finally littleness of soul (Stevenson & Haberman, 2009, pp. 100-101). Everything in a tremulous balance and not a drop overflowing. Finding this middle way is the route to fulfillment and in the end one will find happiness.

As a major in religious studies in university I have studied world religions across the board and I found that eastern religions bring a totally different take on practice, dogma and teaching. Unlike monotheistic religions eastern religions bring together many paths to achieving ultimate freedom from the shackles of life that keep us rooted to the spot, in a never ending cycle/drama of pain, suffering and loss.

Buddhist teachings tell us that there is a path to rid ourselves of suffering, a way to get off the cycle of pain and karma by purging ourselves of those things that keep us tied to the earth in the fashion that we find ourselves in. And for many, the purging of practices which keep us in this cycle of suffering and pain, is daunting.

Western cultures tend not to pay much attention to Eastern ways of thinking, if ever they think of them at all. Buddhism offers us that path, nonetheless. It may not be called the route to happiness, perse, but in ridding ourselves of unnecessary pain and suffering, the evidential end point could be called happiness. For the enlightened man and woman this end would be called nirvana.

In  Kindness, Clarity & Insight, the Dalai Lama writes about the four noble truths:

The four truths are two groups of effect and cause: suffering and their sources; and cessations of sufferings and the paths for actualizing those cessations. Suffering like an illness; the external and internal conditions that bring about the illness are the sources of suffering. The state of cure from the illness is the cessation of suffering and of its causes. The medicine that cures the disease is true paths.

(Gyatso, 2006, p. 30)

The virtues in Aristotle’s discussion and the eightfold path for Buddhism are similar. Finding the means between the extremes and finding the right path to live are common. Both processes involve years of training and practice. If you follow Aristotle’s middle way and find the ‘good’ path to live you will find fulfillment and happiness.

If in Buddhist terms you accept and learn the teachings of the Buddha one can free themselves of the chains that bind them. Aristotle finds the middle way to live, yet the Buddhist goes much further to bring about a spiritual transformation that encompasses an entire life. One path teaches us how to live, but doesn’t address suffering and pain, while the second gives us solutions to what ails the common man.

I believe that the Buddhist path to enlightenment and freedom is what appeals to me. I have studied this tradition over the years and find it very amenable to my life. I can follow the teachings and aptly apply those lessons to my life on a daily basis. I have learned how to navigate the middle way in my life. I am not tied to the cycle of pain any longer and the better I stay away from that cycle the closer I get to remaining happy and one day will evidentially find enlightenment.

REFERENCES

Gyatso, Tenzin, the 14th Dalai Lama. (2006). Kindness, Clarity & Insight. Ithaca, NY: Snow Lion.

Stevenson, Leslie, & Haberman, David L. (2009). Ten Theories of Human Nature. New York: Oxford University Press.


Post a Day #23 Truth …

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Is it always better to know the truth, even when it hurts? Or is ignorance bliss? Or are they both true some of the time?

Is it always better to know the truth, even when it hurts?

I guess I have to answer yes to this question. Living a sober life means that you live in the moment and in the now, which doesn’t give a lot of room for doubt and lies.

Truth is something that we strive to keep as a society. But sometimes the truth hurts. When it isn’t something we want to hear or say to someone else. I try to live my life in truth. I might keep my mouth shut at times, and not say anything if what I have to say is critical or hurtful.

I think as we grow up, we move from a place of ignorance, due to age or education into adults. But let’s be honest, there are a segment of the adult population that strive to live in ignorance. And some of them have often come here to read and give me shit about truth or on some subject that I talk about here on the blog.

There are ignorant people in the world. That is a given. I have a choice on a daily basis whether or not I plan to engage that kind of ignorance. Sometimes I have no choice. And ignorance is not bliss. Not in today’s day and age.

Having an education in certain areas gives me the ability to talk truth to the people. Even if they think certain things about me. Being sober so long gives me certain perspective on life at this stage of the game, in relation to what life has been like over the last 9 plus years in sobriety.

For some ignorant people, and education flies in the face of their ignorance on many fronts. Topics like Homosexuality, Religion, and Christianity are lightening rods that make ignorant people go crazy. And for some ignorance is bliss.

Be that as it may, I live a life of truth. In all things. In my years in school, truth is something that is mandated from the institutions that I learn at. And I had a situation arise over the last few months where my writing was criticized as false… I maintained my innocence because for every quote I used in my papers, I gave specific citations for them. I still paid a price for my paper and so be it. My conception of truth may be a bit skewed in certain cases. Shit happens by the by.

We strive to be truthful. Even when that truth hurts.

When it comes to relationships, I don’t usually have problems when dealing with hubby on a daily basis. Sometimes it is better to keep ones counsel rather than say something that will cost you days in the proverbial dog house.

When it comes to sobriety, I would rather quote you truth based on my education rather than argue with an ignorant fuck on my blog. And at age 43 and years of university education under my belt, and almost 10 years of sobriety, I’ve earned the right to speak my truth.

And that is that on truth …


Thursday Thoughts …

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I’ve got a secret… And I can’t talk about it yet. But it’s BIG!!!

It’s raining in the city. Slow, wet and miserable is all I can say for that. I stepped out on the balcony a few minutes ago and the clouds are still hanging about more rain is coming.

The work week is over now. And I can say that I am holding my own in both of my classes. I got a 97% on my last homework assignment that was due last Monday. We had to take a reading comprehension test on Wednesday night so that the school can mark our progress. I did alright on it. It wasn’t graded but just a marker test.

We have another exam next Wednesday on personal information. We were given a list of questions that we must answer in the next oral exam. It should be ok.

All I wanted to do today was stay in bed and sleep. Last night I did not sleep all that well and today I had to run between campuses to get books that I reserved online the other day. We are working on a group project on King Louis XIV, and it seems that I was the only one in the group who completed this first phase of the assignment.

Once again, being the elder in the group leaves me one of two choices. a. I can let the chatty girls take charge and run amok, or b. I can assert my academic abilities and sort these kids out forthright.

We had a presentation by one of the librarians about how to use the system. It is fairly like the Concordia model, with the same access points and database systems. I can get through to Concordia by way of our library homepage. Or I can go directly. My ID is still valid so I can check books out there.

After that little presentation, the prof took the class down to the computer lab for us to fart around on the computers to start working on our tasks. And that is when I realized just how fucked I am because none of the young people in my group know how to research properly. Which leaves me no choice but to try and guide them to a good end project.

After the break we went back to class and he gave us once again another quiz. We go to class, we take notes and we read from the coursepack, and the following week we get a quiz. During this said quiz tonight, which I think I totally bombed this time, he handed back the quizzes and homework assignments that we had done the past few weeks, and I got high marks on all of them.

That’s all I have for you tonight.

I am working on a guest post for a friend’s blog so I’ve got things going on in my head right now. Stay tuned for another “Day in the Life” series post coming soon to a blog near you.


Thursday Thoughts …

What a day it was today. I was up with the little birdies this morning. I had to meet with my academic adviser over breakfast on campus. I am mulling over my list of things to do at the moment. I have set a date of September to either find a job doing something I want to do, or apply for a place in the minor – Interdisciplinary studies in Sexuality. It is a minor right now, but will be becoming a MAJOR in 2012. So I have to now find out if I can apply to the minor and be a minor student and get financial aide, or evolve into an independent study in the minor program and take classes.

Right now – I really have no desire to do anything academic. I don’t want to write another paper right now. I got my course pack for my Christian Iconography class this morning and wouldn’t you know it, fuck me, I have to write another paper…I might drop this class, I haven’t decided yet. I have to think about it right now.

So that was my morning.

I came home and farted around until I laid down for a nap. This evening I went to Indigo Booksellers for a meet and greet with Yann Martel, writer of “Life of Pi, and “Beatrice and Virgil.” He did a reading of the latter book, and answered questions, then he signed our books. I got there in plenty of time so I was in the first group of signees. I bought Will a copy of Life of Pi, I know he has one already, but this one is inscribed to him. A nice collectors item for his book collection. I am going to read it before I send it to him.

I got my copy of Beatrice and Virgil signed as well. On the way home, I walked through the Eaton Centre and stopped off at Burger King for some food, I was craving a burger…

Now it’s almost 10 and I need to boogie.
More to come, stay tuned …


Powerlessness …

In the end, nobody won…

What is mine?

In retrospect, I failed to do what was asked of me. I have been dealing with feeling out of the loop for a long time. Questions like should I stay or should I go? I committed Harakiri …

What it comes down to is egos and attitudes.

A student comes to class where scholars are teaching. Men who have lots of letters attached to their names. And we are told what we have to do, and by staying we accept the challenge of that task.

At the end of the Fall semester, I had already failed to make the marks. I had an entire extra semester to right the wrong. And in the end, I could not bring myself to commit to scholarly work, that was acceptable. The thoughts were already running through my head about quitting…

I was given an opportunity and I squandered it. I failed to perform up to task. I knew going in that I was not a scholar, no matter how fancy I decorated the package. I knew the odds were against me. I should never have embarked on this journey. Because scholars take it as an affront when a student does not rise to the occasion. It is downright disrespect, to know the odds and to fail those odds.

The M.A. was the next logical transition, financially. Eventually the money was going to dry up, whether it be now or later. I was just not up to becoming a scholar. And I think that killed it for me.

I was conflicted about where I was, and that has been sitting in the back of my head for months. It was more of a chore than it was a task. I was not enjoying myself. And I voiced that concern to Randall several times. The first time I said that openly, I should have paid more attention to those words …

I committed Seppuku … Plain and simple…

What does that say about me? Did I ever care at all, was I wasting precious space? I failed to perform. Was it on purpose? Or was it that I just was not cut out to be a grad student? Some people get along, and some don’t. And I didn’t … Grad studies just weren’t for me. I wasn’t “one of them.”

I knew that when Hermeneutics met for the final party, I was an outsider. I knew going in that I was an outsider, I pay attention to the little things. You know from day one, the way people treat you is the way they think about you or do not think about you.

I knew something was up the first day of the fall semester, last year. Something had shifted. I knew it. Something was just not right. And it did not change for the better. I was well outside the loop.

I knew well in advance that the odds were stacked against me. I should have had the guts to bow out then, but I didn’t. I chose to sit in my shit and let it get to my head. And in the end I did myself in.

Was this wasted time and opportunity? Did I learn anything in the past year? I was not cut out to be a grad student, no matter how hard I tried to play the part.

There were signs, people I called friends began to ignore me. The invisible walls went up after the summer last year. I became one of “them.” I was no longer part of the whole.

Oh well, it’s over now. This is my last post on the issue.

It is finished.

I am powerless over People, Places and Things. I take responsibility for what is mine, the rest rests upon them. That was today’s topic. This theme has been running in the background of my life for the past few weeks. Oh well, time to put it into action…

I don’t know if I want to study any more. I think I am finished. All I need to do is get through the summer, I just can’t sit here and do nothing, or I will go crazy.

I need the RIGHT opportunity to appear, and I need to know intuitively that it is the RIGHT opportunity.

Purple: Penitence …

Most merciful God,
we confess that we have sinned against you
in thought word and deed,
by what we have done,
and by what we have left undone.
We have not loved you with our whole heart;
we have not loved our neighbor as ourselves.
We are truly sorry and we humbly repent.
For the sake of your son Jesus Christ,
have mercy on us and forgive us,
that we may delight in your will,
and walk in your ways,
to the glory of your name. Amen.


Quiet Saturday Night …

It was a wet day today. The rain came and went. Nothing to write home about. I got 12 hours of sleep last night, which was good for me. Today we did a little shopping. Hubby wanted some new shirts. He is on a plaid print kick, shirts in all different colors have appeared in the closet as of late.

This afternoon I did some supermarket safari and got some food for dinner, which I have yet to cook at this hour. I sent an email to my friend Donald, who is a prof at school and he has been my counsel since my arrival at the university. He gave me some advice and I am supposed to see him tomorrow after services at the Cathedral.

I sent a second email to one of my profs from this term asking for her help and assistance, she has yet to reply. I don’t know if she will, or have the entire department made a decision to let things go as they will. I know that my Fin Aide check was cut yesterday and it is on its way to the school to pay my fees from last term, I am hoping to get my hands on the rest before any academic action is taken against me. I am trying to stay out of my head for the time being.

Hubby is out with his friends and I am home alone. I get to sit here and do nothing, read some blogs, watch a little You Tube, do a little writing.

Tonight I will hit the sack a little earlier than usual to be up for 9 am to make it to church for service at 10. not much else to do at the moment and not much else to say either.

More to come, stay tuned…


Friday Follies …

I did not sleep well last night, and did not nap well today either. My brain is spinning 100 km/hr and I am not sure what to do now. I spent the morning with my spiritual adviser, Rev Joyce. We talked and that was about it. Then we prayed and I set off for the Dept.

There was nobody in the office when I got there and so I just came home. I did get my other two grades. I got an (A-) in Hermeneutics and a (B-) in Samuel – Old Testament studies.

My MA adviser did not write me back. And I don’t know how to read his silence on my request from the other night. Are they going to help me stay on or are they going to toss me out???

I don’t know.

That’s all for now. What should I do now???


Never Write in the middle of the night when the commmitte is in session …

My spirits are sinking fast. I don’t know where I stand at the moment academically. The warning signs are there, but no contact has been made in the form of punishment, but I don’t think it will be very long before it happens. Maybe someone in the department will step up and lobby for me to continue. But I am not going to lobby, it just doesn’t seem right to do that. Seeing that I rewrote those two papers on a lark and ended up with C grades…

I had complained to one of my spiritual advisers that I was not enjoying what I was doing, and the more I pray and think about it I am coming to the conclusion that a change may be in the works like the inevitable.

I’ve sent a couple of emails to several ministers in the city to sit down and talk with them about what I should do next and to see if they can help me reorient my life in another direction and put to use the 2 degrees I already have in some pastoral ministry capacity.

I am going to be canvasing the AIDS groups here in the city, I also thought about going to Toronto to see if I could find a job there, which would mean a dual household, not sure if that is feasible at the moment, but an English province is better suited to me than a bilingual province that demands bilingualism …

I also am going to check with the hospitals in the area to see if I can find a position in the pastoral ministry field at these locations. Lots to think about and ponder over the next few days.

Summer classes start on Monday and I am not sure I should show up and face someone telling me that I am no longer welcome. So there are still two days this week for news so we shall see what happens.

I know that there are jobs waiting for me in other provinces, but I can’t ask hubby to uproot when he just got accepted into the MA in Sociology for the fall. That would not be fair. But maybe I can find a good job that pays the bucks we need to be able to work where ever I want to work.

Any of you with suggestions would greatly be appreciated.

More to come, stay tuned…


The "C" Rule …

I broke the C rule … I imagine that I will be withdrawn from the program shortly. Not sure if they will allow me to stay in the program. This could be the end of my academic career…

C Rule

Graduate students who receive more than one C grade during the course of their studies will be withdrawn from the program unless continuation in the program is requested by the student’s program or Faculty and approved by the Dean of Graduate Studies. Course-based programs in the John Molson School of Business apply a term-by-term GPA requirement. Students should refer to the section on Academic Standing in their program’s calendar entry. Students who have been withdrawn may apply for re-admission (see Re-Admission of Withdrawn Students in Graduate Registration section). Students who receive another C after re-admission will be withdrawn from the program and will not be considered for re-admission. Individual programs may have more stringent regulations; students should check their program’s entry or with the Graduate Program Director.

Re-Admission of Withdrawn Students

Students who have been withdrawn from a graduate program may wish to be considered for re-admission into the program. Normally, students must have been withdrawn from the program for a minimum of five terms in order to be reconsidered. If recommended by the program, these students will then be considered as a new admission, i.e., new application, transcripts etc.

Reinstatement of Withdrawn Students

Students who have been withdrawn from a graduate program may wish to submit a Student Request form requesting reinstatement to the program. This request is to be submitted for consideration during the same term in which the student was withdrawn.


The “C” Rule …

I broke the C rule … I imagine that I will be withdrawn from the program shortly. Not sure if they will allow me to stay in the program. This could be the end of my academic career…

C Rule

Graduate students who receive more than one C grade during the course of their studies will be withdrawn from the program unless continuation in the program is requested by the student’s program or Faculty and approved by the Dean of Graduate Studies. Course-based programs in the John Molson School of Business apply a term-by-term GPA requirement. Students should refer to the section on Academic Standing in their program’s calendar entry. Students who have been withdrawn may apply for re-admission (see Re-Admission of Withdrawn Students in Graduate Registration section). Students who receive another C after re-admission will be withdrawn from the program and will not be considered for re-admission. Individual programs may have more stringent regulations; students should check their program’s entry or with the Graduate Program Director.

Re-Admission of Withdrawn Students

Students who have been withdrawn from a graduate program may wish to be considered for re-admission into the program. Normally, students must have been withdrawn from the program for a minimum of five terms in order to be reconsidered. If recommended by the program, these students will then be considered as a new admission, i.e., new application, transcripts etc.

Reinstatement of Withdrawn Students

Students who have been withdrawn from a graduate program may wish to submit a Student Request form requesting reinstatement to the program. This request is to be submitted for consideration during the same term in which the student was withdrawn.


Change …

It was a productive day today. I went to turn in my paper this morning, and returned all my library books. I am now free until the 3rd of May. One of my grades that I was waiting on came back. I got a (C) on my Origen paper. It’s not good, but it is passing. I imagine that I will be lectured by my MA adviser I haven’t been booted yet, and I am not going to stir the pot. I still need my other IP grade and then my two grades from this term.

I think it will be ok.

How do you like this new theme? It’s called 2010. Word Press rolled out this new theme today, and I kind of liked it. It took me a little time to figure out how to work the widgets, thank GOD I didn’t have to re-size all my images, that would have been a nightmare, because they are scattered all over the place. It was a simple switch from one theme to another. My widgets got saved and all I had to do was replace them where I wanted them to go. It’s all good.

Hubby is out at a party with his classmates and I still need to cook dinner. I was too wrapped up in fixing this new theme, so I am going to go eat now.

More to come, stay tuned…


Completion …

Another productive day was had by all. Hubby is well on his way to completing his next task for his classes. And tonight I finished my last paper for my OT class on Samuel. It wasn’t as difficult as I had first thought. I had all my books and notes written down and all my citations listed. It went pretty easily.

Tomorrow I turn in my paper and return the stack of books that have been sitting on my dining room table for weeks. And the wait continues to see whether or not I make it to the next semester. Let us Pray …

The next set of classes begins on the 3rd of May. I am registered for two classes, one is a graduate course and the other is not. It’s all good.

More tomorrow, stay tuned…


Saturday Late Late Edition …

So it’s late. I should be in bed reading and listening to the radio. In a few minutes. It has been a quiet weekend for us. We did a little supermarket safari today and hubby cooked us a nice dinner.

The day was spent lazing around the apartment. I have been working on my final paper for Samuel, which is due on Monday. It is coming along nicely. I’ve got 9 pages typed up at this hour. My notes translated really well, from my in class presentation, it’s a good thing I noted where my citations came from. Tomorrow will be another writing day and I should finish it up by tomorrow night some time. I am riding a wave of inspiration for this paper, I am hoping to carry my gpa further in this class. I just need to stay focused and not ramble or make any stupid mistakes.

That’s about it for the moment. I think I should get to bed.

More tomorrow. stay tuned…


Act as If …

So after the day has come and gone, I had a long chat with hubby. My future is in the hands of the professors now grading my papers. I either make the cut or I don’t. So we both decided that we would act as if. So tomorrow I am going to Financial Aide to work out my tuition deferral so I can register for Summer classes. I have emailed the department secretary with my class schedule, because she has to put it into the system for me.

If all goes to plan and I make the cut then I will be taking the following classes:

Theo 639 – Augustine’s Confessions – We touched on this in Hermeneutics
Mon – Wed from 6:30 to 9:00 p.m. With Pamela Bright
May 3 – 16 June Session 1

Theo 202 Introduction to Biblical Studies –
Mon – Wed from 3:30 to 6:00 p.m. with Matthew Anderson
June 28 – Aug 9 Session 2

I need another course to fill out my credit requirements for Quebec Aide.

All I can do is wait, and Pray …

Act as if … a very sober lesson.

Stay tuned for more updates.

Goodnight from Montreal.