School and Other Stuff

Dear Mom,

School is going well, and as I figured, it is consuming most of my time. Hence, it’s already February! Haven’t blogged in three weeks, barely do any social media. I feel like a hermit.

Everyone who said I’d love school was right. However, my brain is on overload. Today I’m going to make flash cards to remember all the important lingo that goes with HTML and programming.

The other night when I was in the ER, I watched the nurse inputting info into the hospital system. All I could think of was the person who created that program had to be a Master Geek—and I use that term ‘geek’ in the highest regard of respect—considering how little I know at this point and how long it takes me. I marvel at what goes on behind the scenes.

I was hoping to display a program I’m working on for class as you creative folks might find it fun. Maybe next post.

Ever since school started, I’ve been dreaming in codes.

Needless to say, but I’ll say it anyway, I’ve managed only two weeks of the Mindful Writing Challenge. I was going to sketch daily… uh, that stopped too. I talked about writing an essay a day… errr, well, maybe I wrote five (rough at that). My weekly blog is more like monthly. Blog reading… hmmm, I try. Oh and I had to change my comment thing where you must enter the garbled words to comment because the spammers were bombarding me.

I want to thank Kathy from Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy for awarding me, which I may not deserve any longer (perhaps when school is over). Her blog is chock full of all kinds of things.

Sending love to my friend Kim who’s going through a difficult time. And my cousin, Jane.

My friend Michele makes beautiful stars—I had her make me some blue ones for my little Christmas tree (that I put away just a week ago). 

Aren’t they beautiful? Let me know if you’d like some for your tree and I’ll hook you up. You know, Christmas will be here before we know it at the way time is flying by. She makes star jewelry too.

And last, but not least, although I’m sure I’m leaving a bunch of stuff out, but I’ll be attending a spiritual seminar here in St. Louis, Missouri in mid-February. If you’re so inclined, it’s free for guests. The guest speaker, Linda Anderson is an author. The seminar may or may not be your cup of tea, but I’m sure you’d enjoy Linda’s talk.

Hope everyone is healthy and happy! Now back to homework...

My Two Nieces - Amy and Victoria

Dear Mom,

Your two granddaughters—my two nieces—are grown women now. You never did get to see them, did you?

Warren’s daughter, Amy is a counselor at an elementary school in the Montgomery City, Missouri area.


Suzanne’s daughter, Victoria is an Assistant Professor of Music at Macalester College in St. Paul, Minnesota.

I find it interesting that they both are in school environments. To me, they’re both as different as night and day. Amy lives in the country and Victoria in the city. Although I could see either of them living the other way, I don’t think they’d be as content. They both have the sweetest disposition. I suppose that is a prerequisite when dealing with children or young adults in a school setting. Anyone having the good fortune to be around these ladies are darn lucky, if you ask me.

I recently came across some old memorabilia from them when they were really little. The letter is from Amy and the drawing is from Victoria. Are they the cutest things ever?

Who could tell from the things they did when they were little how they’d grow up to become who they are—you just never know. They are strong women and you’d be as proud of them as I am. I’m happy that I’m their Aunt Lynn.

Wish I Studied More in School

Dear Mom,

It's too bad you weren't around long enough to tell me how important it was to study in school. Or maybe something happened while developing in your womb.

I did a fun little contest on a friend's blog (Becky) and now I'm feeling pretty dumb. I asked Norm if Corpus Christi, Texas is considered south. He said, "If you were any further south you'd be in the ocean." Then I confessed my answers to the contest. He shook his head, probably wondering how I make it through a day. Geography wasn't something I was interested in, therefore didn't pay much attention.

I have no sense of direction. I can barely grasp which way is north, south, east or west. Norm tries to tell me to look at the sun to determine where you are and what direction you need to head. My answer is, “What if it’s cloudy, then how are you suppose to figure it out?” Just tell me right or left. I know that. I walk out of an elevator and I'm confused as to which way I’m suppose to go.

When I give people directions, I tell them to look for the big red mailbox on your right, then go a little ways and you’ll turn left at the next street. Everyone always tells me my directions are perfect. They have no idea I’m challenged, and if I told them to head north, turn at the street and head east, I’d never see them again.