Insomniac's blog

Holy Shiii-Biscuits. Life is getting progressively busier. Not that it is too bad...actually, I like all the action and the stress that comes with it. Nita becomes a very good Nita when she lives off of nicotine and caffeine, and then she tends to refer to herself in the 3rd person. Scary, yes? That's rhetorical, you don't need to answer.

Anyhow, my new Interesting Male Friend (forever now known as IMF) and I have been busy planning schtuff for an honor's society that we are both members of. Plus, IMF is really a fantabulously nice guy and we share some interesting views on academic things. So, anyhow, we are busy planning movie nights at the ole GVSU, museum tours, graduate school info day, tours of local historic districts, and such things. We both find it lots of fun and a goo dway to do the so-called "networking" that is going to be valuable in our careers.

Next month starts the relly hectic time. I have two conferences, a special luncheon, an important steering committee meeting, movie night, museum tour, and possible a historic district tour to plan. Yes, very busy. In the meantime, I am helping Darling Husband with understanding his English composition homework and trying to coordinate my progeny's schedules and babysitters and the like. It IS good to be queen...even just for a day (I know, a little twist on Tom Petty lyrics...plus, I am showing my age again...there, I put the age away, you can look now).

Sometimes I wonder though, what all I miss by being so damn busy. I mean, I rarely stop to smell the proverbial rose but I do get pleasure from the smell of fresh brewing coffee. I eat some horrendously bad food. Take, for example, tonight's meal. I had some red wine with little taco snackee things and crackers with warm bree at a special function I went to. Then, I stopped in Grand Haven, Michigan, at Ray's Drive-In and grabbed a cheeseburger and fries and cole slaw. Not too healthy, eh? I'll be better next week. Granola bars and yogurt and water. Yeah...right.

Anyhows, life is back to hectic busy-ness and I prefer it that way. We'll see how I handle a much slower life come December when I officially graduate.