Can I get a hallelujah?
Thank you, sweet merciful baby Jeebus. Today, as of 3pm(ish) I am on Xmas vacation until January 3rd. Right now we will not talk about the hellish days awaiting me that first week back, what with having something major to deal with at 9am on the 3rd, and preparing to offer an all day training session on the 5th. Right now lets focus on the beautiful, wonderful 14 days off.My original plan was not to do a damn thing but putter and knit, and I'm doing a pretty good job of sticking to that so far. There might an emergency road trip this week with Needlefingers, and I have to go to a visitation (ugh) tomorrow at 11am, but those 2 things are the only activities on the agenda this week. Next week is a little more action packed, what with a visit from Aunt Fancy and hopefully a meeting with T, M, and the babies at the end of the week as they drive thru So. IL. I really need to go up and spend a day with Curly Sue, but I'm not sure if I'll make it or not.
Our family Xmas was this weekend, and it was lovely. I like our little Xmas. I got to spend lots of time with my precious little Curly Sue, which was my favorite part. She got good gifts, but didnt really give a damn for anything but the ribbons and bows on the packages. We didn't care...we think everything she does is wonderful.
I got wonderful stuff. Besides all the presents I bought myself, I actually got some stuff from other people! Brother and SIL got me a lovely little XM Roady, so now I can get satellite radio. I love it. I've got to figure out how to listen to it in the house. I've been listening to the comedy channels, and today I listened to my beloved Willie Nelson do an interview and play the occasional song. Mom and Dad gave me Napoleon Dynamite (sweet!), the third season of Family Guy, and my favorite: cash. I got a nice little bag of whatnot from Brother and SIL too, some socks with dogs on them, Starbucks coffee, and some lip balm.
I got my grades. I told ya'll that my research proposal was craptacular, and I was dead on. It was horrible. The day before grades are due, I log in to my school email and work and I have a message from my professor from the night before. I was hoping for good news...and I didnt get it. My professor said it was just not up to par, and even if I got a perfect score on the final I would end up with a D in the class and have to take it over again. I just wanted to crawl under my desk and cry. I didnt want to say anything at work because a) I was afraid I would freak out and I just didnt want to do that at work and 2) I was embarrassed and didnt want anyone to know I did so badly. Oh, and in the midst of all this, I had to deal with one of my Least Favorite Work People Ever. I sent out emergency messages to Brother and Needlefingers, who were both fantastic and supportive. I think they kept me from flinging myself in front of an 18-wheeler.
So I dealt with the Person and checked my email again. I had another message from my professor. hmm. The title of this one was 'disregard that last message' and I'll be damned if she hadn't miscalculated, and even though I'd done so poorly on my research proposal I could still maybe squeak out a B if I did well enough on the final. The whole thing was so upsetting I couldn't even really feel any relief and enjoy it. Thinking I'd wasted all that time and money, running up to class every week and ending up having to take it all over again really brought up some issues. I was rattled all day. I ended up with an A in the other class, and a B in research. Thank God I don't have to take it over.
Since I've had time to knit, I finished the keyhole scarf. I really like the way it fits, but i'll probably get rid of it and make myself another one in different colors. This one is brown and pink, and I'm not sure why I picked that combo but its cute. Problem is, I have zero brown items in my old, threadbare wardrobe. I think my next project might be a giant felted black bag, with some hot pink ladder-y ribbon yarn woven thru the top quarter of it.
Here's a crappy picture of the finished pink and brown keyhole scarf:
I'm reading James Frey's A Million Little Pieces...finally. Its good so far. When I'm done with it, I'm going to get cracking on Lewis' The Magician's Nephew, which is what our Ragged little reading group is going to read.
posted by Jennifer @ 9:14 PM
4 Comments:
Geez, what a crappy thing for your teacher to do. She needs to do a little thing like KNOW WHAT THE HELL SHE'S TALKING ABOUT(!!!!) before she calls a student with a bomb like that. I don't know what's wrong with people sometimes.
I'm glad your family had such a nice Christmas, and that everyone is well. Don't know if we'll stay around for Aunt Fancy or not. It kind of depends on when D feels like he needs to get back to work.
I love the scarf, and think the last gift you should get yourself for Xmas is something new and brown.
First and foremost: Whew! I was sweating there with you for a moment. However, know that if you did indeed end up with a D, we would all still love you immensely, think you are the wittiest gal we know and forever hate that teacher for you.
That said, I am so glad that it worked out, but so sorry that you had to go through that. UGH. Double UGH. Want some macaroons?
Oh and the scarf is cool. I don't hav anything to match mine either, does that make you feel any better?
I think you and Needlefingers need to make an emergency trip to see me.
Oh wait, you also need one of these! http://www.redriderleglamps.com/
The thing is, I can't hate my teacher because a)i really did bad on my research proposal. Seriously. It was so bad I'm not sure how I pulled off a B in the class, and 2) she is the nicest person *evah*. Brother knows her too, and when I told him I couldn't be mad at her, he said he would feel the same way because she more likely than any other professor to feel like shit about screwing up a students grade.
K: I'm getting the full Aunt Fancy treatment. She's staying here at Mom and Dads. I think I'll put my copies of harry potter and the clinton autobiographies somewhere where she'll find them.
R: You are awesome and Macroons would be lovely! Yes, I think perhaps the emergency trip (you know, I hope it happens because I really have gotten excited about the emergency trip) could use a little shot of Ragged.
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