Okay, let's think...oh yeah....I was having a meeting with a school that we perhaps needed to pull program from. That is still the case. I would call the meeting a stalemate with neither side really budging. The kicker is that we can't budge. With us it is about funding and regulations and responsibility for our grants. Yikes. We have not revisited the topic in a few days, but I do know that it is something that we will need to smack at again.
Wednesday night was Dirty Dancing in the theater. That was pretty awesome. It is the 20th anniversary and it was fun to see it on the big screen. I used to practice my little dance on a log across a stream down by the covered bridge in Newfield fairly regularly. I never did find a man quite like Patrick Swayze to practice with, though. *sigh*
Last night was orientation at the University of Rochester. It is a different ball game. One C puts you on academic probation and two C's put you in the category of "involuntary withdrawal." That's no joke. They expect nothing but A's. Granted, it is no longer undergrad, but at Penn State they really didn't care if you got a D. You could take the class again another semester. Not this time around. In any case, the orientation pretty much convinced me that Rochester is where I should probably be living.
Which brings me to housing... I looked at a gorgeous apartment last night in downtown Rochester, but it is $640/month plus utilities. I will still be driving to Rochester and am concerned about the price that gas will hit. The landlord has a house in Penfield that he wants me to look at. The rent is cheaper than the apartment in the city, too. He hasn't given me an exact r
ent, but did send pictures this morning. Check this out...
I have no idea if I will be able to afford it or not, but how gorgeous is
this place? I would be so thrilled to be back into a house. I won't miss stupid downstairs neighbors. I have given up television and no longer have cable, so that would be one less cost. I guess I will make it work if I really want to be there bad enough. I am supposed to see it tomorrow or Sunday. I will be sure to update as to the status.
Speaking of housing, I called the Realtor in Wellsville today to list the house. Not sure how I feel about it, but I just have to remember that it is a house. That's all. it's just a structure. There are definitely some memories there I would like to be able to pack up and hold onto for always and then there are those that I would prefer to never resurface. The house was definitely a place of ups and downs. It's where Mags grew up, but I guess the most important thing is that she is with me here and now. I can't stay "there" forever. I hope it just sells quick at this point.
Rumor has it that my lovely niece gave herself a haircut all while her mom and dad were in the next room. Not only did she give herself a trim, but she swiped the scissors off of my sister's dresser without Michelle ever even noticing. She is a sly one. Tomorrow she gets a professional haircut. Michelle says she has looked like she got her out of a dumpster since she groomed herself and had an oozy eye from pink eye this week. Poor L'il Miss Grace. Michelle says that every time she brushes her hair she asks Grace why she did it. Apparently Grace's answer falls along the line of "I don't know, mama. I told you that. What else do you want me to say?" Apparently, though, she wanted to look like a little girl in her class (who's name is also Grace) who has really short hair. That's my girl! I can't wait to see her new haircut, by the way.
Allergies are kicking my ass this year. I'm not sure what's up with that, but I've nearly had it. Tissues are never far away and my poor nose is rudolphy. That was not a good combination for my field trip to the Cayuga Nature Center with a high school group from South Seneca today. Out on the ropes course and I am sneezing and wiping my nose all day. Not fun. On the other hand, I don't find the ropes course nearly as much fun as I did 12 years ago. The high elements are really...well....high.
I came across this really cool website today called Pandora. It allows you to input the name of an artist or a song that you like and then builds a playlist around that sound. It is awesome. I have it plugged in to computer speakers as I write and the list has been fantastic. Just thought I would mention it.
Okay. I think all has been updated at this point. Once again, I will try to be more focused this week and keep things updated a bot more regularly. Apologies to my regular readers.
Good night!
ent, but did send pictures this morning. Check this out...I have no idea if I will be able to afford it or not, but how gorgeous is
this place? I would be so thrilled to be back into a house. I won't miss stupid downstairs neighbors. I have given up television and no longer have cable, so that would be one less cost. I guess I will make it work if I really want to be there bad enough. I am supposed to see it tomorrow or Sunday. I will be sure to update as to the status.Speaking of housing, I called the Realtor in Wellsville today to list the house. Not sure how I feel about it, but I just have to remember that it is a house. That's all. it's just a structure. There are definitely some memories there I would like to be able to pack up and hold onto for always and then there are those that I would prefer to never resurface. The house was definitely a place of ups and downs. It's where Mags grew up, but I guess the most important thing is that she is with me here and now. I can't stay "there" forever. I hope it just sells quick at this point.
Rumor has it that my lovely niece gave herself a haircut all while her mom and dad were in the next room. Not only did she give herself a trim, but she swiped the scissors off of my sister's dresser without Michelle ever even noticing. She is a sly one. Tomorrow she gets a professional haircut. Michelle says she has looked like she got her out of a dumpster since she groomed herself and had an oozy eye from pink eye this week. Poor L'il Miss Grace. Michelle says that every time she brushes her hair she asks Grace why she did it. Apparently Grace's answer falls along the line of "I don't know, mama. I told you that. What else do you want me to say?" Apparently, though, she wanted to look like a little girl in her class (who's name is also Grace) who has really short hair. That's my girl! I can't wait to see her new haircut, by the way.
Allergies are kicking my ass this year. I'm not sure what's up with that, but I've nearly had it. Tissues are never far away and my poor nose is rudolphy. That was not a good combination for my field trip to the Cayuga Nature Center with a high school group from South Seneca today. Out on the ropes course and I am sneezing and wiping my nose all day. Not fun. On the other hand, I don't find the ropes course nearly as much fun as I did 12 years ago. The high elements are really...well....high.
I came across this really cool website today called Pandora. It allows you to input the name of an artist or a song that you like and then builds a playlist around that sound. It is awesome. I have it plugged in to computer speakers as I write and the list has been fantastic. Just thought I would mention it.
Okay. I think all has been updated at this point. Once again, I will try to be more focused this week and keep things updated a bot more regularly. Apologies to my regular readers.
Good night!
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