Insomniac's blog

I know. The title sounds like a soap opera but that has been my life these last two weeks. Uber-busy and, while some really shitty things have happened these last two weeks in academia, for the most part things have been going very well. I was invited by a professor friend to present on my immigration research at a conference this fall. Very fantabulous, very fantabulous indeed. Then, I have been working my way through a few difficult and mentally-draining adventures in academia in regards to a few influential people who I managed to piss-off. Not good, but I am attempting to mend those fences.

Darling Husband has discovered my blog (hello Dear!) and has offered me comments on it like "that doesn't sound like you" and "why do you cuss so much?". Well, my blog is like my diary in a way and I purge my mental frustrations on it so sometimes I cuss and sometimes I sound mean and vulgar. And, in defense of myself, sometimes I AM mean and vulgar. Anyhow, I refuse to censor myself here.

I received some wonderful news today! I got a letter in the mail from the one scholarship committee I applied to and I was one of five women in the area to receive a scholarship! I was awarded $800 for the fall semester! That is absolutely fantabulously wonderful! I am honored, shocked, and joyously happy! My parents are kicking in the rest of the tuition so I can finish up my BAs in English and History. I didn't want to ask them and I sought out every other option but nothing was coming through. My parents decided that since I have never asked them for any help with paying for school and that since I have made it thus far without breaking, they felt they should help out a bit. Even though they didn't ask, I will pay them every month until they have been re-embursed. After all, I am 31 and my parents shouldn't have to support my endeavors.

Not too much else going on. Myah has Swimmer's Ear and is recovering from that. Princess has a skin infection and is on antibiotics to get rid of it. Princess has a long list of allergies and this is becoming standard for her. She has been battling different things since she was about a year old. She's pretty tough about it all though. The Boy is fine. He fell on the side of the road while running with flip-flops on and skinned his forehead again. We're getting pretty used to head injuries with him. His head is somewhat bulbous and the rest of him is tall and skinny...like his dad. Well, with The Boy being so top heavy he just seems to land on his forehead a lot He hasn't learned to put his hands down to break his fall yet. Cornbread, my amazingly cute little chihuahua, is his usual boisterious self. He's a full eight pounds of ferocious cuteness.

Okay, enough of my blathering. All hasn't been sunshine and lollypops but the last two weeks haven't been miserable either.