Thursday, July 30, 2009
Leave in...or give away?
supa dupa big check
...I should add that the pic with me hugging the tree in "silly Gia" fashion was quite expressive of how giddy I felt yesterday when I ......
PURCHASED MY TICKET!!!!
So I am a confirmed passenger on the flight leaving Nassau to Canada on September 3rd.
A great supa dupa big check in my preparations for this project: Operation Grad School. can you tell I'm excited??? I'm also very very grateful to have found a great deal and have this important step done!!!
Now if I can only get my husband to book his while the prices are still fairly reasonable. and in true bargain shopper fashion, I snagged the one-way ticket at the lowest I've seen since I began the search!!!!
enjoy this THANKFUL thursday! smooches
Good Hair, bad hair debate
Now that may be a lil deep for the average person, but this did leaps and bounds for my self-esteem and the way I looked at myself, my hair and ultimately what I see as beautiful! Yes, my hair may take longer to comb and thus be more difficult to manage. Yes, its prone to dryness and doesn’t naturally shine. Yes, it grows big (fro) rather than hanging down, thus looking “short” even when there may be some length. But its mine...long or short, curly or straight. I was born with it and I cannot deny that it’s beautiful, because it’s apart of me and I’m beautiful. I have the right to choose to include chemicals (relaxer, permanent colors) to my hair when I want to but I know that this does not make me beautiful. What it does do is give me a different look and possibly enhance various aspects of my facial features but that’s pretty much the extent of it.
My goal was to then learn the correct product and styles that will compliment my coily, dry, thick hair. And that’s what I’ve been doing…obsessively!!!
So to my surprise and annoyance, I’ve been getting comments about having “good hair” since I cut my hair. Why? Because my hair looks good. And it looks good, because I’ve invested in learning about proper hair care techniques, various styles, and complimentary products that will moisturize my hair and on rare occasion, give it lil bit of sheen (cause it will NEVER shine)
I don’t ‘correct’ the individuals because it’s a moot point and unless they are open to it, will only hear me but probably won’t “get” what I’m saying. So I just give a tense smile and keep it moving (K.I.M.).
I do proselytize anyone who listens though only when they bring up the topic, sincerely, I try to share a bit of what I learned so that others can be enlightened as I was.
Ok..i’m off my soapbox. Although I do hope that people would lay off of this debate…(in my dreams!)
smooches!
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
DIY..how to
Sunday, July 26, 2009
we've only just begun...
Friday, July 24, 2009
travel
Thursday, July 23, 2009
my fave 5
statistics
I'm getting all flustered just thinking about that class, and that was undergrad. so needless to say, I am scared- like freaking out-possibly don't want to do this program -kinda scared. Anyhoo, I'm a fighter and if it kills me, I will get an A, no minuses will do. I have two mandatory semesters of statistics along with another research based class which will probably kick my butt however, I have to remain on top of my game in each of those classes. I'm a self-professed nerd and I graduated undergrad with 2nd highest honors, graduated with a perfect 4.0 GPA in my masters and I am NOT expecting anything less than a 3.9 GPA (hopefully I can do 4.0) from this doctoral program.
So from time to time, I'll have to vent as I commit to spending a minimum of 5 hrs per week for the next 5 weeks reviewing, relearning, preparing (whatever you want to call it) for this dreaded first year of Statistics!!!
smooches
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
stalking...
Well, three of the four schools kept me updated with the process (1 -yay; 2 - boo). My bargaining point was my special 'circumstances' living out of country and the delay of our mailing system (I literally got my one acceptance letter almost 3 weeks after it was mailed). The irony of this one school, who didn't respond in a timely manner, it was my first choice...for multiple reasons including: there were professors whose research areas were almost exactly what I wanted to do and it was in Kansas and my father-in-law and his wife lived less than 2 hrs away. So I really really really wanted to get a "yes" from this school! Thus I became a stalker, in every sense of the word...I sent e-mails, called, left voice messages, had other people calling...just trying to find out if I got accepted! Let me give more background...as I mentioned at this point, I had already heard from other programs and the one that offered me admissions was waiting, impatiently, for my response on or before April 15th..I wasn't going to be stupid and decline a sure thing without even hearing a blip from this program! All -in-all...somewhere around the last week in April ..yup, it took that long, I got the lame decline letter.
Well I explained all of that because I feel like I'm in the same predicament now. Its almost daily (I've slowed down in the past week) that I call or walk over to our scholarships office to look for this "list" that is usually available by the first week in july to find out whether my name was among the 10 people selected for this financial honor... anything sounding vaguely familiar??
I'm thinking I'll count this a loss and stop the stalking. Like relationships, [as I was reminded in the movie- He's Just Not That Into You] if I was chosen, regardless of where I am, there is some way for them to find me, ESPECIALLY since we work within the same office building...
although I was selected for Bride of the Month in April 2008 and the illustrious award was given to the 2nd choice because I was unavailable...ugh. anyhoo, lets not go there. that's a bad place I don't want to visit...
smooches
a touch of randomness
One of the suggestions my sister actually gave me was to use safari while on my pc to get 'a taste' in a way...so I did. and I'm digging it. like seriously, it was a slight adjustment but I'm loving safari over internet explorer BUT apparently safari doesn't work at its optimum potential on a windows program...DUH right? lol
and after a successful 2 months of using safari at work, the IT guy comes and deletes it. He thinks it may be part of the problems I've been having using the internet with my computer. :inward groan: its just a means to surf the internet right? what' s the big deal. ugh
can I just get safari back...please? another small pleasure of life ripped away.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
I got it!!!!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Hair accessories
On Friday, I stumbled upon this…
from CurlyNikki and decided that I want this. Of course, the chances I find it (or anything similar) here in the
So on to the point, I decided to try and make my own. STOP. That’s a lie. I went out and got the supplies to drop to my mother for her to make..but since it was a Friday and traffic was ridiculous, I sat home and tapped my feet, literally near trembling because I HAD to see the results before I went to sleep. My husband only shakes his head when I get like this because its now Monday and I have yet to find an opportunity to wear either of the pieces I made but I swear I would have died if it wasn’t done on Friday.
So to abort a crisis- I got my sewing kit, which my mom bought for me a month before the wedding…and got to stitching.
Here are the results:
productive or not...
So my days are just starting to melt into each other especially now that time is winding and all I'm focused on is the money getting sorted out. today is *supposed* to be the day when I find out if I was selected for an external scholarship that I applied for...but the names were supposed to be posted from 2 weeks ago so who knows if the knots in my stomach today will be for a reason :shrugs: Heard from landlord, who HAS NOT yet received the lease agreement and deposit even though it was sent like 2 weeks ago. :another round of knots in my tummy: their (landlords) sweet e-mail was to remind me that their impending time to leave is quickly approaching and of course, the deal was to have that set and in their hands before they leave! :deep sigh:
other issue: I'm yo-yo'ing between flying Air
School, hair and wifedom
In September of 2008, I had a brilliant idea…I would go ahead and apply (again) for a doctoral program. A little background. I completed my Masters in Mental Health/Counseling Psychology in December 2004. At that point, I was gung-ho on only taking a one year hiatus to work and catch myself financially and then dive right into the pursuit of my doctoral degree in Counseling Psychology. Well about half-way into that year of work, I missed my baby and decided to pack up everything and go home (
I stumbled upon the new trend of online universities and in Winter/Spring of ’06, I enrolled and completed my first semester in Walden’s PhD program in Clinical Psychology. That lasted all but one semester. I failed to mention that in between this year, I had also gotten relevant information to begin applying at other programs however, either I didn’t pursue the full application because I didn’t have enough money or I wasn’t qualified enough.
I jumped back on this school thing and adjusted my options. Maybe a clinical or counseling program wasn’t absolutely necessary since I had such a strong foundation at the Masters level. Truthfully I was working, quite competently for the past 3 years with a Masters degree. So this began another series of research and applications. Long story short, that “baby” who I came home to, proposed in May 2007 and we were married in April 2008. Excitedly embraced the role of wife which ha been both fulfilling and frustrating- sometimes both at once! After 6 months of marriage, the school itch kicked in.
As the good wife, I consulted with hubby (who will be referred to as hubster, sweets or DH) about the application processes, fees and my tentative plan. My ‘brilliant’ plan was that I would actually go ahead and apply to 3 schools (later changed to 4) between
Somewhere during this application process (January 2009), I cut off my hair to pursue a chemical-free life style…well as it relates to hair. So I have what is affectionately called a TWA –teeny weeny afro which, at the time of the big cut was about 3 inches and now is fluffing out to about 6 inches…major milestone in my life especially since there was some opposition…well better described as criticism from sweets.
To date I have:
Accepted offer for admission, GA and scholarship from school
Applied for an external scholarship and currently waiting on response
Visited school and surrounding area and found a house for rent
Sent in signed lease along with deposit to the house (which both of us absolutely love)
Undergone necessary tests, medical intrusions, lengthy interviews and paid half my savings to complete the procces of applying for a Canadian study permit
Made contact with advisor and registered for fall semester
Made contact with ‘buddy’ who is a 2nd year student who’s function is to help my transition go as smoothly as possible – she’s AWESOME and been extremely helpful already
Arranged for utilities (electricity and water) to be connected as of September 1
Undergone verbal harassment from ‘loved ones’ who feel I’m making the biggest mistake of my life which will ultimately destroy my marriage
Applied for vacation leave which was confirmed
Applied for paid study leave which was declined
Applied for unpaid study leave which is being processed
Decided on a date for departure- September 3
Ok…I personally hate reading long entries and this is about a chapter for a dissertation so I’ll stop here but I think my purpose was achieved- you should be all caught up on what I’ve been writing about for the past 7 months.
Why another blog?
I kinda don't know where or how to exactly begin this "blog"... this particular blog is a continuation of sorts of an online journal I kept on www.brownandbridal.com where I’ve found an online sisterhood. I’ll tell you more about BAB later. So when I started it was really just to organize my thoughts and preparations for me beginning my doctoral program this fall. I didn’t intend to actually write an entry every week…which is what ended up happening and sometimes more than once per week. In the last month, I realized that I found this process cathartic and should probably just “do my own thing” so I have the option to continue until I get tired of typing. I wavered back and forth with this but decided to just give it a try!
There have been a couple themes being reinforced in my life, especially this year: purpose and passion. An important aspect of living is living to the fullness, i.e. fulfilling my God-given purpose and the only way to do that, in light of adversity, financial stress, family acting out, “closed doors” and the like…is to be passion-filled. It’s that passion that helps you to bounce up after you are told you are making a big mistake by someone who you care about but who just doesn’t understand or share your vision. It’s that passion that motivates you to submit the application even though you were told you aren’t qualified. It’s that passion that encourages you to hold fast to dreams even when you are awake and life is being a monster!
That’s the passion that I embody: in my life and in loving. It just somehow makes living more interesting, i.e. an emotional rollercoaster but nonetheless worthwhile.
So in addition to me being purpose driven and passion filled in how I view life, I embrace my randomness. Sometimes it sparks creativity, most times it results in giggles and every time (when I choose to share), it garners funny looks. But that’s me…