Blogging or lack there of

I haven't blogged in a week. There are a few reasons for this.

First of all, I have been busier than a one legged man in an ass kicking contest at work. To top it off, my computer at work has been all jacked up and I haven't been at it half the time. It may be finally fixed. I don't have that high of expectations for it though.

Second, I've been very busy with school stuff, which is good and bad. Good because I've been actually doing what I should be and bad because my free time is limited. I did get a letter, I believe Saturday, informing me that I am on the President's list. I was super stoked about that. It seems that I have to have a 3.8 to 4.0 to be on it. So, I'm trying to tell myself that it will be okay if I get a B in my College Algebra class. I am not lost in it yet and I'm getting an A- or B+ ish at the moment. However, I do have a headache every time I leave the class. Not sure what that's all about.

Third, nothing really too exciting has been going on in my life. My brother and sister usually come over on Sundays and we they watch football or whatever. I hate football so I mostly talk to them and cook and stuff. Thankfully there is only one more football game we will have to watch and then before you know it it will be baseball season.

That's about all I have, for now. Hope everyone is having a great week and staying warm!


No insurance

As far as a military spouse goes, I am not a professional. My husband joined the Reserves when his four years of active duty was up. We both thought that this would be a good transition into civilian life. By doing the Reserves, he will be getting a small check each month and still be able to take advantage of military health and life insurance.

His ETS date was September 29th. We have 180 days from this day to be on his active duty insurance (TAMP, no idea what that stands for). After that we have to sign up for Tri-Care Reserves. The 180 days is almost up so I got a hold of the one person that I have ever came in contact with who knows squat about the insurance. She is in the Reserves or Guard or something and she is the DEERS administrator. We met her when we got our ID cards in August. Sgt D. I will call her.

Sgt. D. tells me the website to go to and after numerous emails back and forth and me giving her my husbands SS # she informs me that when we got our Reserves ID's back in October that the dumbass guy at the Navy ID place had messed us up in the system. (It's closer town so we went there instead.) It was/is showing that he was never active duty and that we have no insurance. How nice?

Last week, I scanned and emailed her a copy of his DD214, which he basically has to have to do anything. I tried again last night to get us signed up for Tri-Care Reserves and it's still not working. I emailed her again this morning and she said their system was down. She's going to keep in contact with me and let me know when it is fixed.

I'm not too worried about it because the military is always screwing things up, nothing can be easy, and Sgt. D. told me that if something were to happen to either of us that we would be covered.

Hopefully someday soon we will have insurance again.


One week down

Last week marked the beginning of the spring semester for me. I dropped a class and picked up College Algebra. This is a class I have to take for my major. I was always good in math in grade school and high school. Even after high school when I went to a four year college to party, I did well. When I took College Algebra after high school, it was 5 days a week. I may have attended 3 of the 5 days a week and still managed to get a B. When I started going back to school, I transferred that class as an elective because someday I will have to take Finite math also. I didn't want to just jump into that.

(This problem is easy in comparision to some that were given on the first night.)

So here I am, ten years later taking the class again. I'm not sure if I underestimated the class or if I am underestimating myself or what is going on but I'm scared shitless. The first night was a review, as in not even the first chapter. At first when the teacher wrote down the problems, I was thinking good god what am I getting myself into. Then, it started to come back to me.

This class might take some extra work but I'm going to try my hardest to stay positive. You see, I would really like to hold onto my 4.0 as long as I can. My school does offer tutoring for this class but I would have to drive to the main campus, lord only knows when, to get it.

Besides College Algebra, I am taking Intro to Business, which doesn't seem too bad so far and Strategies for Success. SFS is basically a class to help do better in all my other classes. The teacher said there are no tests and we will have time in class to do all our work. This is also the class I'm getting paid to take notes in.

So here's to staying positive!


Off to not so good of a start

School started back up yesterday. I was registered for "History and Culture of 3rd World Countries." I need to take a humanity and that would count for one. It appealed to me more than US History or Western Civ. or anything like that. My options for this class were to either take it online or to take it at the other school. (Refer to my fancy map) The other school has some sorta deal worked out with my school to where if their classes don't fill up, students from my school can go there. So I signed up to take it at the other school.

You can see on my map that our house is about half-way between my school and the other school. I always go home after work if my classes don't start till 6 or so, so I figured it wouldn't be a big deal.

Well, I get to the other school, never been there before, and go to room 110 as my schedule says. Room 110 had gurneys with mannequins on them. Obviously, I'm in the wrong room. The teacher tells me to go across the hall. Across the hall is a science lab. Obviously, this isn't my class either. This teacher tells me to go look at the sign by the front door.

Room 105 is where I am to go. Get there, 5 minutes late and am there no more than 5 minutes before I decided this class sucks. It is an American History class. If I wanted to take an American History class, I could have done so at my school.

Also, my school is actually an extention building of my real school. My real school is about 25 minutes north. If I only take classes "off campus", they will delivery my books to my school. I don't take any classes "on campus." (Not that it's that much of a campus to begin with.)

Anyway, this class was supposed to be from 6-9. At 7:30 we got a break. I asked the teacher if he had a book for me. He told me no and that I would have to go to this school's "campus" to get one. (About 40 minutes south). This was the straw that broke the camel's back. I told him forget it. I left at break and went home and immediately dropped the class. I will not be going to anymore classes at the other school.

So when I got home I was scrambling trying to find another class to take. I got everything worked out this morning and I'm going to take a College Algebra class that I need to take anyway. It started last night but I emailed the teacher and she told me to come early Wednesday night and she would get me caught up.

I think from now on I will register for an extra class and drop one to be safe.


Taking Notes

Yesterday I got a phone call from the college I go to. They want me to takes notes in one of my classes this coming semester for a boy in my class. At first I was a bit confused. They want to pay me to take notes for this boy. According to my calculations, I would be getting paid a little more than the cost of the class. Heck yeah, sign me up.

I never skip class so this will be even more of a reason to pay attention. I'm not sure what this kid's story is. I asked if he was deaf and the lady I talked to told me no. Maybe he is dyslexic or maybe he is missing both arms. Surely, he can't be too dumb or he wouldn't be in college. Well, I take that back. There are some pretty big dummies at my school.

They are sending me a carbon copy notepad in the mail and some paperwork I have to fill out to get a check. It seems like easy money to me.

I'm pretty pumped though. I've been applying for a ton of scholarships since last semester but most of them are for the fall semester. I should know in the next couple months if I will be receiving any scholarships for then. Keep your fingers crossed!


Beer Cheese and Potato Soup

I'm not really what you would call the recipe posting kind of gal. But this soup is so awesome, I thought I should share. I made this soup twice, once as a trial run and then for our New Year's Eve party. Everyone loved it and it is super easy to make. It is far from fat free or healthy but most good stuff isn't either.

2 cans of cheddar cheese soup
1 can nacho cheese soup
1 sm. brick Velveeta cheese
10 med. potatoes, diced
1 sm. onion, chopped
3/4 can of flat beer
Add water as needed

Boil potatoes and onion. Drain off most of water, leaving about 1/4 of potatoes covered. Add cheese soups, chunks of Velveeta and beer. Mix together until cheese has melted, add water as desired for thickness.

Recipe found at Cooks.com

The second time around. I added a full beer and a few more potatoes. You can never have too many potatoes, right? The recipe filled my big crock pot.

I love to make a crock pot full of soup on the weekend and then we just eat that and whatever else is hanging around. I usually cook something on Sunday nights. This weekend I'm making chili, as requested by the husband.



My un-resolutions

Since I'm horrible at keeping New Year's resolutions, this year I'm going to go about it backwards.

My New Year's Resolutions:

1. Gain another 20-30 pounds.
2. Cook more frozen pizzas.
3. Bitch and moan more.
4. Become even more antisocial.
5. Start smoking for good this time.
6. Eat more carbs.
7. Be a worse wife, friend, sister, daughter.
8. Work on losing my 4.0.
9. Stop tuning things out and start letting things bother me.
10. Spend more money on stuff I don't need.

Happy New Year's!