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Domestic Attempts

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            I had finished two of my assignments on Wednesday but had   not turned in as accounting consisted of a two part and I had only done one.   My financial assignment sounded as though I was stumbling over my words (which I was) and probably came across like I had no clue (I have some - but not 600 words worth) and so I wanted to re-read it, make certain it made sense before I turned it in - but would need a fresh start on Thursday.             Somewhere along the line I had lost 200 words. I prayed, I cried, I stressed,   I did more research.   I think it sounded better than my first, but will never know for certain.   I was a wreck.   I had asked Roland to help me with the other part as he has been looking at charts and numbers and figures and can understand them better than I can.   I turned in both assignments, completed both assessments and had freed up my Friday!   ...

High School Reunion Without Internet

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          My dad graduated from high school in 1954 or 1955.   I think he attended every class reunion there was until he got sick.   I think my mom must have attended all of his high school reunions as well. She has never gone to her own.   Nor have I.   Mostly I didn't care.   I didn't even like high school.   Why would I want to go back?           I believe the first high school reunion offered a barbeque at a local park I believe on a Saturday afternoon - and may have attended that one had I been in town, but I was on my mission at the time.    The second reunion announced was located at some prestige resort in Park City.   I didn't have that much money to spend nor did I believe there would be many there that I would want to see for that much money anyway.   I don't remember being invited to another reunion after that - not that it would h...

A Passing Phase Perhaps . . .

        From the time she was eight years old, Jenna had always asked me for her own personal facebook account.   She enjoyed watching the JibJabs that my brother-in-law will occasionally post and wanted the opportunity to make comments herself instead of having me type "Jenna says . . ."   Over the years, many of her friends started their facebook accounts and she would ask if she could start one.   Each year the request was included on birthday or Christmas lists.   At the end of 2014 I created this post.                   It wasn't until we had moved to Oregon - so far away from our family - that I understood why so many of her friends may have had "illegal accounts" as they all had family members they didn't have many opportunities to spend time with.   We had lived in Oregon for almost a year when I set up an "illegal" facebook account for her.   The objective was to keep ...

Oh, The Beautiful Sound of Rain!

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        Though I am certain there are many who would not agree with the title of this post, particularly those who have been affected by Irma and Harvey. Even my brother who had planned on taking his husband to see the gardens in Victoria after selling Joh's art in Washington  but took the rain as an opportunity to rest and visit with family rather than spend yet another day driving.   For those of us who have been surrounded by smoke and fires, it has been a desired gift for some time.   Hopefully more fires will be put out, much of the smoke has already cleared.   I know it will help with my breathing, my poor dry skin, and my balance.           I actually hadn't considered my balance before, but have been fighting off ear infections in my right ear.   That would be related to my balance, right?   Sometime after Roland and I had moved to West Valley, I started having issues...

Overwhelmed

          As I have already mentioned, I had started two classes on Labor Day this month.   One in managerial accounting and the other in financing.   My accounting class seems like a refresher course as there is some familiarity within the topics. It also feels like a prequel to my financing class and I wish I had it BEFORE my financing class and not side-by-side as I tend to get the two mixed up and have actually turned in one assignment for one class into the other.           Fortunately I have really good instructors in both classes who have been able to give me feedback right away instead of waiting until the end of the week as was the case with my last instructor who did announce ahead of time that his grading day is Sunday and that is it.           I am having the hardest time with the subject at hand.   Valuation principals...

Reminiscing 70+ years: Dreams

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            Mom loved to dance, but didn't have many   opportunities to do so as it wasn't one of dad's favorite things.   She told me that she was a brilliant choreographer during her sleep and she would dance the night away.   She said she wished she were as active during the day and that perhaps she could lose some weight.   I think often my mom felt self-conscience about her appearance   and perhaps did not pursue her dreams of dancing as she didn't figure she had the figure for it.            She did seem to lose weight whenever she was involved in a sewing project - usually clothes for me.   I know she made matching shirts for the entire family when Kayla was just a baby.   She did make a couple of matching outfits for me and Kayla.   But as I think about it, I believer most of her projects she made were clothes for me.              I liked wea...

Reminiscing 70+ years part

55.     She taught me to take care of my body. 56.     She was a good daughter.                    My maternal grandma lived with mom's youngest brother so that she wouldn't have to be alone in her apartment (that was really too large for just one person).   After Roland and I had been married for about a year, my uncle sent my grandma out to Salt Lake for a visit.   She did get sick   after three or four weeks.   She died in the hospital in Salt Lake.   I know my mom was grateful to have had the opportunity to spend their final moments together. 57.     She worked for the FBI, and that just sounds cool.           Mom started out working for the FBI in San Francisco.   Her goal was to leave an empty desk knowing full well there would be paperwork added to it by the follo...