New Year

I’ve decided to move (most of) my celebration of the New Year to March.

January doesn’t really feel like the beginning of anything. It’s still right in the middle of the deep cold and, in fact, the worst of winter is still yet to come. (Usually!) I appreciate the need for a festival of lights at that time of year. But I feel like it’s more of a celebration of having crossed the halfway mark, than of the end or beginning of anything.

But March.

March feels more like a time to get things started. Just ask the plants and animals. Babies are being born, seeds are sprouting, the weather begins to show improvement. I start to feel the itchiness of the possibility of things to do. Spring fever sets in.

It doesn’t really help that my birthday is in March. This is for me, time to start a new year.

For my birthday yesterday we went out for typical Irish fare at Rancher’O. Doesn’t everyone eat fajitas for St. Patty’s Day? It was nice. Although we wussed out and were home by 10:00pm.





Happy 36th New Year!

Six word friday: spring

Daylight savings saves the day. Not.

March marches in like a lion.

Same as it always likes to.

As if this winter was normal.

No care for Jan or Feb

being totally mild and warm here.

I keep waiting for the winter

weather and then suddenly it’s spring.

At least it’s been snowing in

the mountains. So August may survive.

Spring over to Melissa’a blog to link up or read more Six Word posts!

Kangaroo on a Pogo Stick

No sooner did I post about spring having sprung, then the weather turned all to crap. So, after a lot of fist shaking, stomping, and whining I remembered that I live in Central Oregon and THAT’S JUST THE WAY IT IS.

It does you no good to wail and rage against the weather. It won’t change it. All it really does is help you to focus your attention more on what you don’t like instead of what you do like. Around here you actually can believe the saying, “If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.” I’ve come to understand, in the last few days, that the reason this season is called spring isn’t because the plants spring up. It’s because the weather bounces around between extremes. It’s like trying to catch a kangaroo on a pogo stick. It’s erratic, you can’t predict it, and it’s probably going to fall on you. You also have no control over it. So, all you can do is put on some protective headgear and enjoy the spectacle.

On Thursday we had weather in the 60’s. Friday we had snow in the morning which then disappeared and was replaced by a warm sunny beautiful day again. And since then it’s been rainy, sunny, windy, hailing, and snowing. On Monday I started spring term. On my drive over it was raining and/or cloudy and/or sunny. The DJ on the radio said, “temperatures in the 50’s, winds in the 60’s, chance of rain in the 90’s”

I called it Cloudy with a Chance of Rainbows


Spring is Sprung!

Happy Equinox!

The weather has been really nice here for the last few days. Quite a while, if you don’t count the freezing and snow we had last week.

Good timing since I wrapped up my last two finals of winter term yesterday. As my Biology instructor put it, ” You guys hit the lottery. You get the last final time slot on the last day of finals.” Oh yay! At my school finals week always falls on the week of my birthday. Last year, I had a final on the day of my birthday, but I was all done by the next day so my Spring Break was extended by 2-3 days of free days where my son was at school and I was not. This year, I did not have a final on my birthday. But, I had two on Friday and my son was home sick on my birthday. Overall, I think I’d rather have one on the day and finish up earlier.

So, here is my winter quarter wrap up:


 I enjoyed this class. I was hoping to learn some more technical drawing skills and I think I did. The final grades haven’t been posted yet, but I’m expecting an A. My teacher had lots of interesting things for us to draw which I liked. I really meant to post more pictures from this class, but I’ve been having an argument with my computer or WordPress about uploading photos. So, until I sort that out….


This class surprised me the most as far as what I learned. I tend to forget that yoga is more of a philosophical exercise than a physical exercise when I’ve been away from it for a while. My instructor thanked me for being in her class because I taught her so much. (Mostly about how to modify the poses so my roly-polyness can do them.) In the final class, she had us each (well most of us) lead a sequence. Ack! Panic! What? I am torn between wishing that I had some time to prepare and practice what I was going to do and the knowledge that I would have worked myself into a lather that would be counterproductive to the yoganess of it all. Here was my strategy: Start the sequence and then follow the instructor who was supposedly following me. Worked out pretty well. And like most of these things, wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. I expect to get an A in this class as well. Mostly you have to show up. and I did.

Human Sexuality:

This class was oddly disappointing. I’m not sure what I thought going into it, but somehow this wasn’t it. Oh well. It was still a good class. I learned some stuff I didn’t know and will be receiving an A. I guess that’s all you can really ask from a class.

Creative Writing-Nonfiction:

I really had a good time in this class. I learned to pay closer attention to my reading and that I like writing longer essays. We had to write two 8-12 page essays for this class which was challenging, but good. I’ll be getting an A- in this class.


I’m not sure what grade I’ll be getting in this class. There are a couple of variables that won’t be made clear what effect they will have until the final grade is posted. The final is designed in sections, so that if you did better on a section of the final, then that grade will replace the grade for the exam from earlier in the quarter. So, I’m not sure how that went. Plus, I’m not sure how I did on the final overall. We’ll see. I’m confidant that the lowest I might get would be a B. I’m not worried. On the subject of grades, this instructor chooses not to give minuses or plusses because he feels that we get robbed of the A+ and so he doesn’t give any of them.  

So, it’s officially spring and I’m officially on break. Not sure what the week has in store. If  I’m good, there will be a lot of cleaning involved. If I’m bad, there will be a lot of parks and adventures. If I’m lucky, there will be both. One never knows, does one?

Update: Biology grade is B for sure. I’ll take it. Now, I’m officially done with required science  classes for my art degree!