All expense paid vacation

I'm off to San Diego today. Grand Canyon University loves me so much that they feel I deserve some rest and relaxation. Not one to argue, I suggested that they pay for the trip too. So, they are.

Here's a quick class update for my spring semester. My American Women class is still as exciting as ever. I think I'm getting an A in the class. I don't really invest a lot of time into it, but I seem to be doing fairly well. So that's good.

Physics is still physics. I show up to class, sometimes I do my homework and I take the tests. I think I have a grade in it. We'll see.

BioChemistry is fantastic. And that's no sarcasm. I love that class. It's kind of weird, the three classes that have been the hardest for me at GCU (Microbiology, World Health and Social Justice, and BioChem) have all been my favorite classes. I honestly invest way too much time into BioChem, but I love it anyway. In class yesterday, my prof was saying that the final was going to be hard, but she wanted to emphasize that all of her tests were hard. I was digging in my backpack for something at the time and when she said that I just looked up at her through the tops of my eyes and nodded my head gravely. Her tests really are hard. She thanked me for the look and continued on with whatever she was talking about. But the class is fascinating and it really makes sense to me. It is one of my favorites so far.

And that's about it. Three classes, 15 credits. What a screamin' deal. Anyway, I'm off to Californ-i-a. Have a great weekend.

You need a lot of gerbils to get a full glass...

So the new guy who was supposed to be keeping up with the posts has definitely been a slacker. I think he hasn't put up a single post in about a week and a half. When I found out about that, I was not happy to say the least. Let's just say that issue has been "dealt with" and leave it at that. A new, new guy has been hired to fill the job. I think he understands that failure is unacceptable in this dog-eat-dog business.

Anyway, onto the news. I spent a good twenty to thirty minutes yesterday milking grapes. It was my first time. Hopefully it was my last time. My professor was kind enough to encourage me in my efforts and remarked at how well I was doing. She also said that she thought it was probably easier than milking gerbils. I had to agree.

Yesterday I also spent about an hour with a couple of my groomsmen at the tux shop. They needed to get their measurements so we could send them back to Gilbert. I guess I didn't make it very clear that this was our intention when we walked into the store. The guy, some young, Western European snob was our salesman. He was grumpy and at times down right rude. Just when we were finishing, he asked if I knew my sales number. I told him that we weren't using his store for the tuxes. A big grin appeared on his face. He was so excited. He then cheerily asked if we needed anything else. Yeah. Weird. A salesman who doesn't like to sell.

That's about it for the updates. Tomorrow, there should be another post. Hopefully this new kid will figure out how the system works. If not, well, let's just say the Queen of Hearts will be brought in to determine the consequences. On that happy note, see ya tomorrow.

Dodge, duck, dip, dive, and dodge

Happy Picture Tuesday everyone. I just want you to know that the guy in charge of putting up the posts has been fired. It has definitely been about two weeks since the last post. I'm truly sorry. You will all get a full refund, plus an additional 10%. You are important to me and I would hate to lose you. Anyway, it's good to be back. I'll see you tomorrow.

C^2 = A^2 + B^2

I know, I know, I promised no more puns, but this one is really quite clever.

A mathematician visited a native American reservation.

He spoke with an old native American woman who was sitting on a buffalo pelt. She said, "My son runs so fast, he can reach that mountain all the way over there by sundown."

Then he spoke with a woman sitting on a coyote pelt. She said, "My son is so strong, he can wrestle a buffalo to the ground."

Then he spoke with a woman sitting on a hippopotamus skin. She said, "I have no sons. But I can run to the mountain before sundown, and I can wrestle a buffalo to the ground."

Then the mathematician realized that the squaw of the hippopotamus is equal to the sons of the squaws of the other two hides.

So this is love

I hope I'm not getting sentimental in my old age. But I think I'm coming down with something that resembles it. This week and next week I want to start a special series on the guys in my life who have had a tremendous impact on me. Don't worry though, the regular Monday and Tuesday stuff will continue. Before I begin this series, I want to talk a little about the one person who I don't talk enough about: Jamie.

I was talking with a buddy of mine the other day and I was reassuring him that he would one day understand what was going on in some girl's head; he just needed to be confident. He stopped, turned to me and said, "Do you have Jamie figured out?" I gave a sheepish grin. After almost three years, I still don't have a clue.

Here's what I have so far. She loves Jesus. This one is obvious. I can see it in her face and in her words. There is a joy there that never ceases to amaze me. I can tell that she is madly in love with God. I'm pretty fond of that in her.

She is very sensitive. That isn't to say that she takes offense at everything, no she is very sensitive as to what other people feel. She has a heart that is able to care for and love everyone around her and notice how they are doing.

She is wonderfully emotional. Sometimes Jamie apologizes to me because she feels that she is too emotional. I don't think she understands how refreshing it is to me. I don't tend to have a whole lot of emotional fluctuation throughout the day. Or week, for that matter. But Jame can go from being beautifully angry at me to sweet and loving to shy and embarrassed all in a matter of minutes. It is such a sharp contrast. I can honestly say that I love that about her.

This is going to have to be continued tomorrow. I have to get to class and then I have meetings and work until 11 tonight. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. It just can't be helped.