Not on campus.
Had an exam this past week. I studied like my grade depended on it. Got 72.6%. That’s a C-
Have an exam on Tuesday. Now studying like my future depends on it.
’cause it does.
Finished watching “The Martian” tonight. Started it on Oct. 3rd. Continued it on Oct. 7th. Got about 1 minute past the “7 months later” part and called it quits. Then picked the movie back up today (Mar. 9) and managed to finish it.
Guess I’m not so great with directions.
I don’t want to lose this AGAIN:
Brewster Rockit: Space Guy! comic strip from June 01, 2014 showing the 7 largest moons in our solar system to scale with Mercury and Pluto.
I sold the convertible crib today. *sad pout* I don’t have any more babies….
The buyer at the store commented on how nice the crib was despite it’s age (9 years), how it was well made and whatnot. She remembered seeing it at Babies-R-Us. I replied, “That’s where it came from!” and “Oh yes. My Mom bought it. Only the best for her grand-baby.” And I then of course had to point out that the crib mattress was a 25 year warranted one, which Mom bought intentionally, and I had been like “25 year mattress? For a baby?!?”
And that was the trigger for today. Put me in “stage 3″ as Marlon described it. Sucking my pout lip in and out as I cried behind the wheel of my car. (I was parked for the bulk of it.)
When I type “shop” in my browser’s address bar, it auto fills “LEGO.com”. Just sayin’.
I finally dreamt about Mom last night. First time since she died. But instead of it being something normal or some nice memory, it was a nightmare about her dying. Went from trying to get her to a dentist via car to solve a crazy eye problem she was having (hey, it was a bad dream), to me trying to her to a hospital via bicycle in time. I didn’t.
One year. It takes one year before all the firsts become seconds and life seems like you know how to handle it again. So I’ve been told recently. I remember telling Em the same thing not all that long ago (year and a half, I believe). Is it true?
Fussed at Amber this morning for not having eaten her lunch salad on Wed – I found it in her lunch box today.
*looks in own lunch bag*
I better eat my salad before I get home.
phosphofructokinase?!? Are you freakin’ kidding me? That is NOT a real thing!!!
Ugh, the trippy part of it is, I know enough now to be able to read that properly and figure out what the heck it actually means….
phospho – fructo – kin – ase
“ase” is an enzyme
“kin” means the enzyme causes a transfer of:
“phospho” which is short (barely) for a Phosphorus atom
“fructo” means a derivative of the sugar molecule fructose
Today Amber helped me build a fort, then the girls and I drank hot chocolate and read books in our fort for at least 45 minutes. It was wonderful. Just what the family needed.