Ok, friends, I'm trying to repent for my absence. I just finished another class at University of Phoenix, and have just my 17 core classes left on my schedule. Whew!!! And, somehow, despite the nastiness of this last class, I managed to pull an A out of it. Apparently I was able to respond appropriately despite the crazy conglomeration of questions and prompts. Yay me!
And now I have a little break until my core classes start at the end of next month. Of course, I now have to study for a math CLEP (College Level Examination Program) test, to complete before then. Which - may I add - I am dreading. My last math class was probably 12 or 13 years ago, and I was happy to be done. At BYU I was able to opt for a foreign language instead of taking more Math... Unfortunately, UoPhx does not share this view. So sad for me. Now I need to find some good study guides and schedule the horror that is a timed math test.
In other news, Hannah turns 6 tomorrow (January 24th), which means that I am getting old. Why can't she just grow up (a little slower than what is currently happening) without me having to get old in the process? If I don't get on the ball, I'm going to be the lumpy-dumpy mom that she has to avoid association with in order to avoid absolute embarrassment. Poor girl.
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You are so funny! And we're NOT going to be lumpy bumpy moms. I'm telling you! This is the year we're going to do it! And Maika is really excited for the party, btw...
Happy Birthday to your crazy daughter. I think you should post about the faces she made during family pictures! And good luck with your schooling... you'll do great.
Good news! Glad you are doing so well with school. The months go by and before you know it you will be done. It just seems like FOREVER! Jeff left his math requirement until the last class when he was at Sac State. He took the class at Sierra (thought it would be easier)with his little brother sitting by his side....even with a lot of help he was miserable. He begged the professor to get him through. It wasn't a pretty thing to watch.
When I was six I told my (fat) mom that I wanted to be just like her except I wanted the skin to be tight! Guess I didn't get my wish...where did all that extra skin come from......
Happy Birthday to precious Hannah. The years fly by and go even faster the older she gets. Enjoy each moment you have with her.
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