"Fair People"

I'm not really a fan of fairs. I'm not a fan of the heat, food, rides or walking around in close proximity to "fair people". I consider "fair people" a rare breed. I mean, there are "fair people" that live at the fair because of their livestock and whatnot, but then there are "fair people" that live at the fair for the fair. They dress and act strangely unnatural. Until yesterday, I had never been to the Madison County Fair, nor had I ever been hypnotized. To make a long story short, I was given fair tickets from a family that I wait on every Friday night at Todd's. The family actually runs the Madison County Fair and the wife thought it would be hilarious if she got me on stage with the hypnotist. It was funny, indeed. Well, Katie told me I was anyway. I was not convinced that I would actually be hypnotized, but I was. Apparently, I screamed and danced when a certain song was played and reacted to many suggestions from the hypnotist. I don't remember much, but I do remember feeling really tired afterwards. And, somehow I popped a button on my pants. Haha! I must have really been dancing! Katie and I ended up getting dinner at the fair and checking out the prize-winning animals. I ate dinner fried on a stick and then we both left the fair with funnel cakes. BIG MISTAKE! I don't normally stuff my face with fried foods, so I was deathly sick all last night. Needless to say, I will not be going to another fair for a long time.

Why must door to door sales people come to my house? I'm far too nice to tell them "no thank you" as soon as they start their sales pitch and then I feel bad telling them I don't want their product at the end of the presentation. Just now, someone came to my door selling a concentrated cleaner. She cleaned my front door, the rims on my car, and proved that she could take out pen stain from a towel (after I gave her a pen to use because apparently she lost hers). I was slightly impressed, but told her nicely "no thank you" and she went on her way...with my pen in her hair. It's a good thing I just bought 50 8-packs of black pens for a penny each. I guess I can part with one.

Saturday I am going to Zoombezi Bay with the cousins. I wish I could say that I was super pumped, but there's something about putting my life in danger while wearing a bathing suit in public that doesn't sound exciting to me. I need to get out more, but how about some good ol' bowling or putt putt? That sounds like fun to me!

I feel the need to vent about my Contemporary Issues in Education class, but I can't bring myself to do it right now. I'll save it for another day. I doubt my opinion will change in a few short days.

~Wendy

Book-less Library

Well, we all knew it was bound to happen...

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Librarians everywhere are crying. The dewey decimal system is useless.


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The light at the end of the tunnel is drawing near...

I'm not sure if I mentioned this in my last post, but I have poison ivy. Well, I've been struggling with it for over a week. I ended up going to the doctor last week and was prescribed Prednisone. The medicine is a miracle-worker. It sped up the healing time and now I'm almost poison ivy free! However, it has caused some severe insomnia. On the first night, I don't remember having any trouble getting to sleep, but on the second day I slept for about 2 1/2 hours tops...and that was after a busy night waitressing. I've never had problems getting to sleep after waitressing. After that night I realized that I had to pair my last dose with some Benadryl, so I would be able to sleep. I haven't had any additional problems, so that's good. This was the first time I had an allergic reaction to poison ivy. I swore up and down that I was immune to it, I guess I was wrong, or else my body has weakened it's immune system...I mean, I am almost 27. I hear It's about time for the body to start falling apart. :(

I just registered for my last class at Ashland University. I was actually registered to take it my first semester at Ashland and I had to drop it because it seemed to difficult, and I didn't really like the professor's personality. Turns out, she is the only professor that teaches the course. Yay, for me. It's been three years, you think they would have gotten at least one other teacher to teach it. I do have three more years of knowledge in my brain, so yeah, it should be a breeze...right?

Speaking of Ashland, my new summer course starts today. I'm not looking forward to it at all. I know, that's terrible, but it's Contemporary Issues in Education. I hear that it's a debate course, and if you know anything about me at all, you know that I am not one to debate issues. I hope I am passionate about some topics in the course, or else I'm screwed. It's difficult to debate something that you are not passionate about. That's what I get for being so apathetic about things...

Well, it's time for me to get ready for class. Wish me luck! Ugh...

BTW: I calculated how much money I am wasting driving to the Ashland campus three days a week and it's roughly $30.00 a week depending on how much gas is at the time. It's ludicrous! :(

Summer Vacation?

Where have the weeks gone? Seriously, it's almost the middle of July!

I have enjoyed my time off from teaching immensely! Not that I don't enjoy my job, I do, but I needed a break! So, what have I been up to for the past couple of months? A lot, but apparently not anything important enough to make it on this blog. This summer has been a blur. I've been keeping myself busy with the Madison County Arts Council musical Brigadoon. I don't have a major part, but I'm in almost every singing and dancing number. It has been enjoyable. I have practice every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday evening from 6:30-9:30. I tutor a student in my class Mon. - Thurs. from 9:00 am to 11:00 am and I'm taking classes at Ashland Mon.-Wednesday 1:15 - 4:45. And, of course, I still have my Friday evening waitressing job at Todd's Pizza. Yikes...I need a vacaction...oh yeah, this is technically my vacation. Crap!

It seems like I find myself writing on here when I'm avoiding something I really should be doing. In this case, it's my Qualitative Research paper. It's due tomorrow evening. The research question: "What do teachers perceive to be effective strategies to help students who procrastinate?" Apparently, I have learned nothing. I better get my act together! I only have 2 classes left and I'll have my Master's Degree! It's hard to believe I have made it this far...

I've been watching a lot of movies on Netflix. It's my new best friend. I can't afford cable and even if I could I don't think I would have it because Netflix is far superior. I've been watching a lot of Independent films and movies that I have never heard of. I feel like I'm becoming a "well-rounded" movie connoisseur. You're jealous, I know.

Well, I gotta get off here and take a shower. It's important that I shower before waitressing, so that I can instantly smell like grease and failure in a matter of minutes. Oh yeah, and tonight I have to wear a long-sleeved shirt because I have poison ivy on both arms. FML

'Til we meet again or until I need to procrastinate,
Wendy