I'm a Bit Afraid to Move On
But I'm tired of fear getting the best of me- so I will!After thinking long and hard about my decision to attend culinary school, I finally went to the campus to finish my paperwork and start the financial aid process. Moving forward is so scary for me, because I haven't done it in a long time.I'm not at all worried that going to school is something that I won't like or be able to finish, but I am worried about the hefty tuition costs. I've got a couple of months before I start school, and I'm going to try to cram as many scholarship applications into that time as I possibly ca

I am lovin life!
Yes, that's actually an original though from Moi!Lately it's been seeming like my recently refresh outlook on life is finally making a ripple in my world.That's an awesome thing for the stagnant pond that I am.Over the past week, I've made a couple things according to other people's specifications (custom orders) and they've loved them, I've taken my 'Just Get It Done' way of looking at things more seriously and have actually been getting shit done!Even though my mounds of progress look like baby steps, when I take a step outside myself to look at what's really going on from an outsider's view, it's big to me and I feel great!

You know it's good when it makes you cry
I'm sure that you can think of a few things that the title of this blog could apply to, but, get your mind out of the gutter- I was talking about books! (this time).Last week, I took Dominic to the library to pick out a few books, and decided to get one for myself as well. While strolling down the fiction section, looking for books with muted colors and ladies in Victorian attire on the cover, I couldn't find what I thought I was looking for, but came upon a novel called Until That Good Day, by Marjorie Kemper.

Such is life
There should have been several posts before this one.  But there aren't.Such is life.I'll make a long story short anyway, just so you'll see where I'm coming from tonight.In june, my little brother graduated high school.  In August, WE decided to move away to go to college.  To california.  He wants to be a probation officer, My goal is to become a social worker.He went first (because he was fresh out of high school, and for some reason, they went first). My mother and went out to california to check on him and to set things up for me.  While out there, we learned that things weren't going positively for him.. my set up plans fell through, and here I am t