Insomniac's blog

After re-reading the last posting, I really must apologize for my horrible language and short-temperedness. Usually, I am not that bad. But, as I have told others before, I basically have two moods...either I am happy or pissed. And, it is very easy to tell which mood I am in, both by my facial features and my language use. Anyhow, no new news to report on the tuition situation. I am going to take the Amazing Raye's advice and call on Monday to set up an appointment with the financial aid people at GVSU about an alternative loan or something. I have worked too hard to give it all up now over a measley issue like money.

On a different note, and one in which Rob may be most interested, I started my research in the archives this week. I spent two full days there and I have found some pretty amazing schtuff already. My research pertains to post-World War II Dutch immigration to the United States. I have decided that my original intent with this research is a little too broad and I am going to have to tailor it down some, otherwis my proposed 25-40 page article will be more like 200-300 pages and I don't have the time to write it over one summer.

Not to much else going on as of now. My FOM (Friend of Mine) is back in town after two exciting weeks away. I'm planning on meeting up with FOM this week so he can tell me all about his fantabulous adventures and I can tell him about my archive-hunting and research.

Myah has her 8th grade graduation celebration this coming week. It is hard to believe that in a few short months I will have a high-schooler! Egads!!! That makes me feel remarkably old and decrepit. I have to take her out to buy a new skirt or dress for it and she desperately needs her hair cut. Last summer, Myah cut her hair quite short and has been growing it out all year and it looks like someone stuck a brunette mop on her head. So, a haircut and a dress is in order before the 8th grade celebration. Me? I will dress up in appropriate "mom" attire and smile politely to some of her teachers who I think are absolute idiots. I will behave myself, don't worry.

Darling and I got into it a bit tonight. I did a lot of yardwork today...mowed the grass, plucked some weeds, swept up the sidewalks...and I got sick afterwards. I think I must have gotten into something I am allergic to, because my eyes were almost swollen shut and I had a very sore throat and I felt a little dizzy. I laid down for awhile and then I took a bath. I asked Darling to clean up the after-dinner-mess in the kitchen since I cooked (even though I felt like hell) and he still hasn't cleaned it up and it is after 10pm! Plus, while I was taking a bath, we somehow got into a discussion about kids and grandparents raising grandkids. I told Darling that once our three leave the house, that's it. I don't want them back besides to visit. I will not be their fulltime baby-sitter once grandkids arrive, and I sure as hell will not be raising anybody's babies, even my own grandkids. Darling thinks I am mean and not very sympathetic since my mom has helped us out by watching our kids for free while I have been in school. But, as I tried to explain to Darling, I had the responsibility of motherhood at the ripe age of 17. By the time my kids get out of the house, I want to live my own life and not have to answer to anyone. You can't do that with children around. I want to travel and spend time doing the things I enjoy once my kids leave the nest. Sure, I will babysit when my kids go on vacations or if something special comes up or if they want a night out, but I sure as hell will not be a second mother. Darling doesn't understand. You see, he has always just been responsible for the financial well-being of his children. I have always been the one who takes care of the nitty-gritty, day-to-day stuff like baths, laundry, doctors' appointments, cleaning up puke, and what not. Anyhow, I can see that this may be a major problem between us sometime in the next twenty years.

Okay, this posting is long enough. I hope all is well with my blogworld buddies out there and I will post again after I go to speak with someone in financial aid. Thanks everyone, for offering advice and lending me your kind thoughts and prayers.