I know I know I know…I haven’t posted.  I do have a life people.  At least some semblance of one.  I’ve eluded to the fact that my life has turned completely busy. I don’t know how or why or when it happened, but happen it did.  Today I buckled down and actually cleaned.  Our house hasn’t been completely clean in, well, who knows.  But by golly, it’s clean.  It took me about….5 and a half hours.  Ha.  Three loads of laundry, vacuuming (even the couch), dishes, dusting, scrubbing, making beds, and finding lots of legos later, we have a house I’m not ashamed to have people walk through. It should last through ….tomorrow.

School is stressful already.  ALREADY!!!  Oh wait, did I post that I got into the MSW program at SU?  Oh….I did.  I normally would write this really big OMG I GOT IN!!! post, but alas, it didn’t end up being all that exciting.  The way it happened kind of took all of the jumping up and down and smiling thing out.  The lady from the program called and left a message, saying “I would really love to talk to you.”  So Brandon and I speculated all night about what it could be about, and we came up with a few different options.  One being that I got in.  So when I finally got ahold of the lady the next morning, and she said oh just wanted to let you know you got in but I have to call you back, it really lacked – the – wow factor.  I walked upstairs, and said hey I did get in.  Sad, but that is how it happened.  I am still happy, of course.  Now to figure out how to pay for it.  Blast.

So pictures, we my friends are still on December here.  I haven’t honestly taken that many pictures this month.  January and pictures, they don’t get along well.  There is a lot of bickering and going back and forth and it’s honestly not even worth it.  I find a real lack of beauty when it’s just the same white sky and insane amount of snow coming down day after day.  Snow does get old after awhile.  And Erik hasn’t had the opportunity to go skiing, and his snow pants are not in our possession so going outside and playing isn’t happening.  The fun of winter just isn’t there right now.  I hope it visits again soon.

Well in December Erik went ice skating for the first time.  He, well, he had fun after awhile.  He was not interested in doing it at all at first.  He had just woken up from a nap and was in the I’m so grumpy leave me alone mood.  After about 20 minutes and watching Mommy and Daddy go skate he finally decided he would come out.  Then in true Erik fashion, he didn’t want to leave.  He did well, anyway.

Sorry a little out of order there (the pictures on the ice were from Jen’s camera, the last is from mine).

This year we ended up going to the Langtry’s for Christmas Eve.  My cousin Suzie made an amazing pan of baked ziti.  We were in heaven.  A lot of people believe that Noah and Erik look a lot alike and you can tell they are cousins.  Hey, that’s okay.  : )

That evening, we headed up to the Thompon’s for their Christmas get together.  I gotta say, Paula is one amazing cook.  We were over stuffed that day, but way happy.  Well, Erik was a slight exception.  Poor child had no nap at all.  His cheeks were full on red by the time we got home.

Okay I still have Christmas day to post.  Ouch.  I’m going to sign off for today, because I do hope that people can still load my posts and not get bogged down by too many images.  I know that’s a pretty big wish, so I’m going to try and be good.

Be good, Patti.

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Today I had an excuse to act wild. I clasped my hands together, put them near my chin, slapped a smile on my face, and proceeded to bounce. Yes my friends I was jumping up and down like a kid on Christmas. And let me tell you, it was better than Christmas baby.

At around 2 p.m. Brandon decided to do a coffee run so we could avoid that Mommy Daddy nap time that we seem to think is mandatory lately (I still argue that it is). Around 10 minutes after he leaves the house phone rings. At first I thought it was the lady at the stable calling to confirm our reservation for our riding on Saturday. Then I remembered she only had my cell number. I sat there and contemplated letting the voicemail get it so I could finish my paper. Well curiosity won out over being a good student (c’mon you know it would happen to you too). When I got up to check the caller i.d. it was a number that I had never seen. Well, curiosity won again and I answered (damn you brain for having thoughts of people calling to tell you your name came up in the lottery). There was a nice lady on the line telling me her name and asking for Patti Finton. I couldn’t even fathom a guess at what her name was because I forgot immediately when I heard what she said next.

So let me give you a little background here. Kidding kidding I hate suspense too.

She was calling to let me know that I was chosen to receive the scholarship for the honorary society for part time students at SU. I almost fell out of my chair. This means that it pays for my entire fall semester. And this is on top of the university scholarships I already have. She was also calling to let me know there will a brunch in October at Drumlins, the country club in Syracuse, and that the lady that donated the money for my scholarship would like to meet me. I have to also give a speech, but hey, whatever.

I’m not the bragging type, but holy holy holy hell.

Patti is a happy girl.

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Bible

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Jun 082010
 

When I was much younger, my mother had bought me a child’s Bible.  Every time I read this bible I felt some divine intervention was happening and I was automatically transferred into being a good person.  No matter what I did to my sisters, or to anyone, I could be forgiven, because I, oh holy me, was reading the Bible.  Cure of all ills.

Now, well, now I am taking a class on the Bible.  So I am again reading the Bible.  I am reading The New Oxford Annotated version, and oh let me tell you, it’s nothing like my old trusted child’s Bible.  After re-reading the book of Genesis it has dawned on me that I had no idea what the stories were really saying.  That I read the creation stories and the Adam and Eve stories and I thought they were a tell all, and that they held the key to life’s great mysteries.

Then, I read it again.  Critically.  And started ripping it apart piece by piece.  Chapter by chapter.  Verse by verse.

And my eyes are now open.  I am not denouncing religion (of course not…I’m Catholic), but, I am astonished.  I knew the Bible contradicted itself and was confusing, but now that I am actually really and truly reading it, and not just reading it and having the stories already in my head, it’s a completely different book.

Scary.  Everyone should read it.  Not just for the religious experience, but so you know what all the hype is about, and you can then form your own opinion. You can’t knock it till you try it.

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Since it’s been like…20 years since I’ve posted (okay really only 5 days since anything of substance), I will do an actual Mother’s Day post tomorrow. But it’s already Mother’s Day so I had to say it.  It would just be wrong of me not to.

As I’ve promised like 30 times that I would post, here I am doing so.  Honestly I’m freezing my tush off and my back is killing me (we’ll get to that later) so you all should be grateful.  Or I should be grateful as I think I read this the most.  Although there are quite a few more of you out there than I originally thought.  Never would have imagined…

Anyway, getting on to it…last week was my last week of class.  As I’ve already so obnoxiously announced (yes I get this much later on) I had my Stats final on Thursday and I found out my grade on Friday.  As everyone can see I did fairly well and I have a final grade of a A in that class.  Now if I can just pass my other two classes life might not be so bad.

Well, back up a little to last Tuesday.  Tuesday was, like I said, my last day of class and I only had one at 530.  I had an appointment at 2, and then I planted myself in the library for a couple of hours until I went and met one of my professors (the one who gave me a C on my paper, ouchie).  I almost didn’t leave for my appointment though, because…it started doing this…

Yes that is hail.  Yes it is May.  No I have no idea where the F it came from.

Luckily for us, well for me at least (and who cares about anyone else really?  sheesh) it stopped pretty quickly.  It lasted long enough for my car to be covered in hail.  Go CNY!  I take back all those great springy things I said about you.  And I really wouldn’t take them back if it was a one time thing, but well, IT’S SNOWING RIGHT NOW….so CNY, you and I are not friends right now.

So yes Tuesday was grand…I had a great appointment with my professor, who I have seem to have grown quite fond of as a person, just not a grader…and my last stats class was very uninteresting since it was just review.

And then Wednesday happened.  Oh dear dear Wednesday.  Wednesday gets a big, go to h e double hockey sticks from me.  I woke up Wednesday morning with my back a mess.  More than a mess.  It hurt to breathe.  I would literally cry if I had to do anything other than sitting there breathing shallow.  As anyone can imagine that meant I was crying pretty much the entire day.  Around noon I was uncontrollably sobbing and decided I couldn’t do it anymore and called Brandon to come home for me. But, just to insert a little happiness into this post, because it was pretty much the only thing that kept me going that entire day, Erik learned how to play on the computer so he wouldn’t bother the crying Mommy too much.

Sorry they are lacking any good photographer qualities.  As you can imagine I wasn’t moving far off my spot in the bed and I was looking through tears so it wasn’t the easiest job in the world.  Getting back to my story… so I called Brandon sobbing and he rushed home to try and take care of me and Erik.  Seriously, seriously with all my heart I have no idea what I would do without him sometimes…best husband and daddy anyone could want…  After a few hours Brandon and I both decided it would be best if I went back to the Dr. to have him check my back out again.

Yes, again…I was just there a couple of weeks ago for my back.  Obviously not even close to this bad.  Some people might remember the story of when I was hit by the drunk driver almost 6 years ago now.  She rear ended me and pushed me to the other side of the intersection and my body went so forcefully forward I slammed my head into the steering wheel.  My back and neck are extremely, broken from it and still haven’t healed.  So I randomly get to be blessed with the “oh my god I can’t move” every now and then.  Which luckily it doesn’t happen often so it is something to be grateful for.  It could have been much much worse.

So yes, back to the Dr.  I went, he said um wow, ouch.  Then gave me a lot of pain killers.  Go Dr. E.!  Kidding…

On lots of pain killers (and muscle relaxers) Patti sleeps.   So Patti slept the rest of Wednesday, pretty much all Thursday (with the exception of the two hours for my final) and Friday morning.  Until the pain killers I took Wednesday night had completely wore off.  I didn’t take them at all Thursday in fear of sleeping through my final (which at that point I would have gladly done) so no more sleeping was to be had by me.  I in fact slept in a chair for a few nights straight.  With my insomnia, Patti sleeping in a chair = Patti sitting in the chair staring at the ceiling while everyone else sleeps.

Friday Brandon’s dad took Erik for me so I could work on my paper, and that’s what I did.  Well at least tried.  I finally painstakingly finished it tonight.  Literal pain…this chair is not good for my back.

I should go to bed, but as the work has turned my brain on (although probably not enough…I’m sure the paper is going to warrant another C…even after 30 hours of work…at least) I’m still awake!!

Yay me.   Okay, I’m going to stop babbling on about non interesting things and focus on a more aesthetically pleasing post for tomorrow.  I already have pictures ready to go!  Woohoo.  No more boring, promise.

…oh and if anyone was wondering who that guy is in the youtube clip I posted before this, it’s Ludovico Einaudi.  He’s the guy playing the piano.  Yes, be obsessed with him now too….

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