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Friday, February 7, 2025
Week in Review: A Pathetic Snow Day, An Almost State Qualifier, A Scam That Worked, and Some Chicken Biology
Monday, February 3, 2025
Supplemental Income
Friday, January 31, 2025
Week in Review: January's Done, Science Fair Won, Fattening Up a Skinny One
Friday, January 24, 2025
Week in Review: Still Sick But Perking Up
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Friday, January 17, 2025
Week in Review: Look Away, Look Away
This week has been a yucky blur - with illness, a full moon, fires on my mind, hormones, and some other bad things sprinkled throughout. If you want to be uplifted and have a laugh on this Friday morning, then I suggest you, in the words of the theme song from A Series of Unfortunate Events:
On Sunday, Andrew left at 3:30 am to drive back to Franciscan University with his cousin as his passenger. The trip was far from uneventful and I was happy to receive the text that he had arrived safely after a ten hour drive. The next day he filled me in on what had happened:
I guess the police officer cited him for a traffic violation to save him $100 but the ticket was still $170. Of course, I'm so glad they were safe but also SLOW DOWN BUDDY!
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If you read here regularly, you may remember that Andrew had his heart broken right before arriving in Austria last semester, which led to a really horrible time of his life. We were all very sad and scared and reached out to his RD, a therapist, a priest and a sister over there so that he could have people to talk to and help him. During this time, we told him that we didn't care about his grades/school, we just wanted him to feel better. He pulled through and ended up having a wonderful semester with so many new friends (that he never would have met had he still been in a serious relationship) but he also ended up getting a 77 in his one nursing class (taught via zoom from the main campus).
It turns out that if you get below an 80 in a Nursing class, that's considered failing and you have to retake it before moving on. The problem is that he can't retake that class until next fall, so he is unable to move on with nursing classes this spring and in the end it means he has to stay a whole extra year at college. We all got involved via emails to see if there was any other solution, but the Nursing Dept. would not budge. On the one hand, I understand if they feel he doesn't know the material, he shouldn't move on (who wants an untrained nurse?) but on the other hand, he has to go to college for an extra year because of three points in ONE class. It's a tough lesson to learn and one I pray he doesn't repeat or he's out of the program. He's back at campus taking a full class load of non-nursing classes he needs to graduate, but he's not with his friends in class anymore and they are all moving on without him. This is sad but he has a very good attitude about it, thinking it might make it easier for him to work as a CNA in his last two years when he has fewer classes, and we hope we will see the reason clearly one day. Faith and God’s timing yadayada.
Friday, January 10, 2025
Week in Review: Not Really Knowing, Not Really Teeth, and Not Really Resolutions
One Christmas gift that I forgot to talk about was the book I made for Andrew:
This link should allow you to see the finished project, a labor of love, and one that I thoroughly enjoyed putting together bit by bit each week as he emailed me updates and photos. I used Mixbook to create the scrapbook because it allows you to copy+paste text from an email right into the book so it's all in his own words. After my own semester abroad in college, I had to print photos and start scrapbooking my adventures from what I could remember, and I never even finished the project. I'm so glad to be able to give my kids this finished book right after their semester is over that they can cherish forever.
JP sent me a TED Talk that both validated our family rules re: screen time and social media, and also made me think a lot about what I'm doing with the time I have on this earth.
I think the issue is that we never know how much time we have left in life, and if we did, what would we do different? If I knew I had one year left to live, I would quit my jobs, eat whatever I wanted and travel and spend all my time with family and loved ones and volunteer. But if I knew I was going to live until 100 years old, I would eat as healthy as possible, exercise daily, save money during my working years, etc. Since we don't know "the day or the hour" I'm coming to the conclusion that we have to find a balance between those extremes. Which leads me to a question - would you want to know your last day on earth?
(The planner in me would want to know, but the anxiety in me would probably have a terrible time living with that knowledge.)