In October of 1997 (OMG, 13 years ago), I took the ACT test in preparations for college the following year. As I'm preparing to submit my application materials to Nursing school, I took a closer gander at these scores. They are weird, but explain why I am where I am in my life right now. Lets review and analyze how bad my high school & college counselors were.
English - 25 (Pretty good, eh? I do love to edit. I was an honors English student afterall)
Math - 17 (This is fair, but not great. I was always told I wasn't a "math person" anyways)
Reading - 19 (Also fair, also not great. I struggled with comprehension, but I was distracted with all that teenage crap)
Science Reasoning - 10 (Hello! Big Flags! Not good! Total fail on the part of my HS counselor...and myself. But I was young and didn't really know what I was doing.)
Composite - 20 (I wish someone had said "Molly, this is fair, but lets get you some math/science practice materials and take the spring test just to see how we do").
I wonder where I'd be now if someone had tried to intervene and direct me into a more liberal arts path. Bloody likely I would have told them to suck my balls because the Recording Industry was "way cooler". What I know is that I might not have my sweet husband, cutest baby in the world or some of the most awesome friends ever (holla, TN!). I don't have many regrets and I am a little (see: highly) restless right now. But overall, I'm happy. I need to hold on to that happy real tight.
Holding on,
Molly
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Back at it.
We are back from vacation and I'm back in the groove at work today. Its nice. I tried having lunch with my husband and it turns out I'm kind of sick of spending time with him. I'm really appreciating my "alone" time today. And by "alone" I mean "away from my husband and child". Don't think poorly of me, I'm just "keepin in real".
Vacation was wonderful. I found my inner little girl. I suppose I left her there years ago, thinking I couldn't keep her and have a baby. Turns out they can exist together. I also discovered that I need her. So there. We had some awesome adventures. We rented bikes, one with a kid seat in back for Bebe, and went "Weeeeee" around the island a bit. Bebe had a blast playing in the sand, running free along the beach and jumping waves in the water with Mama, Aunt Sis, Mimi and Dada. We had lots of great food and ice cream most nights. I got to walk down to the little island once with my Dad. I wanted a bit more alone time, but everyone wanted to hang so that's what we did. Husband, Sister and I went to see Inception and it rocked hardcore. It was fun listening to Sister and Husband go back and forth about the somewhat confusing ending. Husband, Bebe and I also went for an adventure to Myrtle Beach to Ripley's Aquarium. It was fun (expensive) until it became too crowded to walk. But we got a good hour in before escaping the madness of the Redneck Riviera (aka Myrtle Beach). I can officially say that I never want to eat fast food again. Ever. I don't even want French fries for the next 6 months or so. Even if they are home made or the good frozen organic ones. No fries! I could also do without any SpongeBob SquarePants (aka "BobBob!") for a while but Lilly likes it in the car, so there. And its really cute and funny, so there there.
I got to spend some quality time with Baby Sister. We had some good talks and we need more. She's pretty amazing. She also needs more time with Bebe, so we'll work on doing more Skyping at supper time. Its tough raising a kid so far from your family.
Well, back to a monster transcription. Will have pictures up sometime this week to view.
Peace out,
Molly
Vacation was wonderful. I found my inner little girl. I suppose I left her there years ago, thinking I couldn't keep her and have a baby. Turns out they can exist together. I also discovered that I need her. So there. We had some awesome adventures. We rented bikes, one with a kid seat in back for Bebe, and went "Weeeeee" around the island a bit. Bebe had a blast playing in the sand, running free along the beach and jumping waves in the water with Mama, Aunt Sis, Mimi and Dada. We had lots of great food and ice cream most nights. I got to walk down to the little island once with my Dad. I wanted a bit more alone time, but everyone wanted to hang so that's what we did. Husband, Sister and I went to see Inception and it rocked hardcore. It was fun listening to Sister and Husband go back and forth about the somewhat confusing ending. Husband, Bebe and I also went for an adventure to Myrtle Beach to Ripley's Aquarium. It was fun (expensive) until it became too crowded to walk. But we got a good hour in before escaping the madness of the Redneck Riviera (aka Myrtle Beach). I can officially say that I never want to eat fast food again. Ever. I don't even want French fries for the next 6 months or so. Even if they are home made or the good frozen organic ones. No fries! I could also do without any SpongeBob SquarePants (aka "BobBob!") for a while but Lilly likes it in the car, so there. And its really cute and funny, so there there.
I got to spend some quality time with Baby Sister. We had some good talks and we need more. She's pretty amazing. She also needs more time with Bebe, so we'll work on doing more Skyping at supper time. Its tough raising a kid so far from your family.
Well, back to a monster transcription. Will have pictures up sometime this week to view.
Peace out,
Molly
Friday, July 16, 2010
The Final Countdown and a Nightmare Before Vacation
Good morning,
Short story for you and then I bid you adieu. Last night as I was feeding Bebe dinner (and trying desparately to get her to actually eat it and not play with it) I let our smaller, much more active doggie Peanut back in to the house. She'd been playing and exploring in the back yard as usual. Shortly after letting her back in, I noticed a rather large amount of blood dripping on the floor. I couldn't figure out where on her it was coming from, so I coaxed her back outside so I could figure it out.
Daddy was upstairs taking a nap so he could stay up late last night, sleep in late today, so he can drive late into the night tonight...getting his internal clock reorganized. I had the baby in the high chair, but Peanut needed attending to soon. So I yelled and hollered and yelled some more and I got nothing from Daddy. Now I'm staring to freak out a bit. Bebe is watching my every move and is starting to get a little worried so I talk to her and tell her every thing is ok and i tone down my panic. Peanut is right outside the glass door, still dripping blood and spraying it all over the glass and patio with every headshake she does. I decided that since I couldn't rouse Daddy, that i needed to take action on the dog. Bebe is fine in her chair, so I pulled it over to the glass door and told her I was going outside to check on the doggie. I asked her if she would be ok to watch Mommy outside the glass and she said "OK" so out I went. I got the dog to calm down just enought for me to determine where the wound was, right on the tip of her ear. But I couldn't figure out how to get the blood to stop, especially with all the head shaking. The blood would stop, then she'd shake her ears around and she would start again. Drip drip drip. I could see Bebe's concerned looks and hear her whining so I made the decision to leave Peanut out side and go get Daddy up. I ran up stairs and still couldn't get him up, he must have been in a deep sleep, because he was weird when I finally roused him. Then I ran back down stairs to tend to the baby and check on the dog.
When Daddy came down, we Peanut inside. She ran around he house, splattering blood everywhere. Floors, walls, clothes, etc. It was gross. I had to drag her ass back outside so we could clean it up. I felt so bad because she was hot and miserable and just wanted to be in the AC with us so we could love on her. After Bebe went down and we shoveled down some food, I went back outside to deal with it, because the blood drips just were not stopping. We went outside with her, washed the ear with water and applied pressure to her ear with some paper towels and told Daddy to go look on the internet for a solution (because I still needed to finish folding laundry and packing! fuck!). I sat out there with her for a while and loved on her and applied pressure. I think she was happy for the attention and I was happy to make her feel better (nurse, anyone?). I was covered in blood from head to toe. Daddy finally came back out and said we needed to dip her ear in flour or baby powder, like every half hour. That helps with the clotting, I suppose. Thank goodness for the internet.
I'm almost done packing. I found everything that was MIA so far: camera battery charger, make-up bag, books, etc. Derek is in charge of buying a new power adapter for the portable DVD player...because we MUST have that if we are to survive. I'm pretty wiped out today, but that's ok. Just gotta push on through, for 7.5 more hours.
So this is the last you'll hear from me until our return next weekend. I will have pictures and stories galore. I wish you a lovely third week of July and many, many happy returns (to this blog).
Ready for Boiled Peanuts,
Molly
Short story for you and then I bid you adieu. Last night as I was feeding Bebe dinner (and trying desparately to get her to actually eat it and not play with it) I let our smaller, much more active doggie Peanut back in to the house. She'd been playing and exploring in the back yard as usual. Shortly after letting her back in, I noticed a rather large amount of blood dripping on the floor. I couldn't figure out where on her it was coming from, so I coaxed her back outside so I could figure it out.
Daddy was upstairs taking a nap so he could stay up late last night, sleep in late today, so he can drive late into the night tonight...getting his internal clock reorganized. I had the baby in the high chair, but Peanut needed attending to soon. So I yelled and hollered and yelled some more and I got nothing from Daddy. Now I'm staring to freak out a bit. Bebe is watching my every move and is starting to get a little worried so I talk to her and tell her every thing is ok and i tone down my panic. Peanut is right outside the glass door, still dripping blood and spraying it all over the glass and patio with every headshake she does. I decided that since I couldn't rouse Daddy, that i needed to take action on the dog. Bebe is fine in her chair, so I pulled it over to the glass door and told her I was going outside to check on the doggie. I asked her if she would be ok to watch Mommy outside the glass and she said "OK" so out I went. I got the dog to calm down just enought for me to determine where the wound was, right on the tip of her ear. But I couldn't figure out how to get the blood to stop, especially with all the head shaking. The blood would stop, then she'd shake her ears around and she would start again. Drip drip drip. I could see Bebe's concerned looks and hear her whining so I made the decision to leave Peanut out side and go get Daddy up. I ran up stairs and still couldn't get him up, he must have been in a deep sleep, because he was weird when I finally roused him. Then I ran back down stairs to tend to the baby and check on the dog.
When Daddy came down, we Peanut inside. She ran around he house, splattering blood everywhere. Floors, walls, clothes, etc. It was gross. I had to drag her ass back outside so we could clean it up. I felt so bad because she was hot and miserable and just wanted to be in the AC with us so we could love on her. After Bebe went down and we shoveled down some food, I went back outside to deal with it, because the blood drips just were not stopping. We went outside with her, washed the ear with water and applied pressure to her ear with some paper towels and told Daddy to go look on the internet for a solution (because I still needed to finish folding laundry and packing! fuck!). I sat out there with her for a while and loved on her and applied pressure. I think she was happy for the attention and I was happy to make her feel better (nurse, anyone?). I was covered in blood from head to toe. Daddy finally came back out and said we needed to dip her ear in flour or baby powder, like every half hour. That helps with the clotting, I suppose. Thank goodness for the internet.
I'm almost done packing. I found everything that was MIA so far: camera battery charger, make-up bag, books, etc. Derek is in charge of buying a new power adapter for the portable DVD player...because we MUST have that if we are to survive. I'm pretty wiped out today, but that's ok. Just gotta push on through, for 7.5 more hours.So this is the last you'll hear from me until our return next weekend. I will have pictures and stories galore. I wish you a lovely third week of July and many, many happy returns (to this blog).
Ready for Boiled Peanuts,
Molly
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
The Final Countdown: 2 Days
After today, I have two days left to work and then we hit the road. As a friend stated, I'm really "jazzed."Below is the run down of our travel schedule. I'm sharing because I most likely will not be posting anything until after we return (unless I'm really moved to...you know, for the 3 people who regularly read this blog).
Friday
Morning: Mommy and Petit Bebe go to work and daycare as usual. Daddy stays home to sleep in, as he will be the primary driver.Afternoon: Mommy and Petit Bebe go home, have supper, bathtime, etc. Daddy loads the Truckster (exactly as Mommy has instructed, because she's particular about this element of travel...he may even get a diagram).
Evening: Right when Bebe would normally go to sleepy, we all get in the car and go on our merry way! Hopefully, Bebe won't be too much of a pill and will go to sleep.
We will travel from Kentucky to Raleigh to stay with my Auntie Jane. I have another Auntie, Twila, that lives there and we'll most likely see her as well. I won't hold my breath for any of the cousins. I love them, but they suck at the family thing. Like really, really suck. It makes me sad. Next!
Saturday
Morning: We'll arrive in Raleigh around 2AM and will go to Aunt Janie's to crash. Next day we'll sleep in and then drive to the beach around noon or 1PM. We can't check in until about 4PM, so why rush? We can just visit and chill out.Afternoon: After a pleasant 3 hour drive (that I have memorized like the freckles on my arms) we'll arrive at our beach abode to unpack, unwind and begin what will be an awesome week.
At this point, I don't want to make any further statements about what comes next or what things I'm going to or have to do each day (aside from what is listed in yesterday's post). I need to learn how to go with the flow again and just take it all as it comes. If I don't run every day, so be it. If I eat ice cream every day, so be it. If I don't finish all my books....you get the picture. Its time to just go and be. I just need to make sure I'm not trying to hard to be. Know what I mean, Vern?Molly disappears in: 2 days (que "24" ticking sound)
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
The Final Countdown: 3 Days
Hi there. Enjoy the view that I'll be soaking up next week. Quiet and serene. No computers and lots of books. I'm even taking the old SLR camera for some fun photography.
My list of to do's:
1. Build a gazillion sand castles with Petit Bebe
2. Take long walks
3. Enjoy the family
4. Eat massive amounts of fresh/non-farm raised seafood
5. Ponder life
6. Hold hands with my husband
7. Read lots of books
8. Enjoy the view
The Rules (little sister is in charge of helping me adhere to these rules):
1. No emailing, texting, Facebooking, Tweeting or surfing the web in any way, shape or form.
2. No stressing out. What's the point? Its vacation.
3. No fights with family members. What's the point? It's vacation.
Things to bring back to KY:
1. Peace of mind
2. Bumper sticker to help remember
our wonderful vacation
3. More freckles
Happy Tuesday,
Molly
My list of to do's:
1. Build a gazillion sand castles with Petit Bebe
2. Take long walks
3. Enjoy the family
4. Eat massive amounts of fresh/non-farm raised seafood
5. Ponder life
6. Hold hands with my husband
7. Read lots of books
8. Enjoy the view
The Rules (little sister is in charge of helping me adhere to these rules):
1. No emailing, texting, Facebooking, Tweeting or surfing the web in any way, shape or form.
2. No stressing out. What's the point? Its vacation.
3. No fights with family members. What's the point? It's vacation.
Things to bring back to KY:
1. Peace of mind
2. Bumper sticker to help remember
our wonderful vacation
3. More freckles
Happy Tuesday,
Molly
Monday, July 12, 2010
The Final Countdown: 5 Days
I'm hearing killer guitar licks in my brain. I'm high on those "pre-vacation" week vibes. Woot! Daddy and I have decided on a new route for Friday night: Travel to Aunts house on Friday evening, arriving in the wee hours, then we'll caravan with my folks and sister the following afternoon the rest of the way to the beach. This way Aunties (and maybe a cousin, if they decide not to be douch-nozzles) get to see the baby. That's important these days. I want them to see and get to know her and all of her awesomeness. She sure brings the joy in a big way, unless you piss her off.
On deck for this week: Lunch with my HR pals, serious work here in the office, packing and counting down.
5 work days to go,
Molly
On deck for this week: Lunch with my HR pals, serious work here in the office, packing and counting down.
5 work days to go,
Molly
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Countdown: 11 Days
Vacation is almost upon us. I'm super-duper excited. I spent some time outside yesterday just sitting in the sun for a bit, reading, enjoying the quiet. I could almost imagine relaxing completely. I think if I practice that again this weekend, I'll be ready for vacation the following.
11 days and we'll be on our way.