A little...

Tuesday for ya. Hot here in Dallas. Around 98 or so with heat index of 104.

However all is well. A/C cranks out the cool air. Taking a break from school. Well, for a night anyway.

A new class, started today--and I don't have to do anything in it, until tomorrow. So a break is needed. Oh the last class, which ended yesterday, couldn't end soon enough. I will get my lowest grade in that class. With no PC, no camaraderie within our Team projects, my not turning in some projects--even tho I enjoyed the subject matter, the situation stunk. I counted down seconds to the five weeks' end. So a new class. A new vigor. I want my "A" back. Stay tuned.

Seems like alot has happened. I am so glad I headed to Iowa. Granted, when I was about 10 miles away from my hometown, my chum Deb was on the phone telling me the turn out wasn't like they thought--GREAT. All in all it didn't matter--I had a BLAST. I think I told you, I had lunch with a classmate, here in Dallas, last week, didn't I?

We knew each other in high school, yet not close buds or anything. We had a nice chat at the Reunion. And he lives about 20 minutes from me. What was neat for me, and maybe him too, was being able to chat with somebody who knew you 'before'--From high school, anyway and able to talk about today and tomorrow. I love the chums I've made in Dallas, although there's something to be said to chat with someone who recalls a little past moment in time--just like you do--just "before."

Food was good too.

Talk Tuesday

As I chatted with co-worker. SJ, who forever reminds me she's from KEEN-ya and says I need to learn more about my ancestry--and she's right, of course--I'm envious because English is SJ's third language, out of fourth--I digress--the point of this story, is I tease SJ how she throws intimidating looks--well, her eyes got big and goes, "HA! You've been intimidating people at the work place since you BORN! I told her that just wasn't so--heck, I didn't have a job when I was born.... :) Oh, and SJ wants to braid my hair. She wonders how I don't really like braids so much, especially that when she grew up in Kenya, she and her friends weren't allowed to braid or relax their hair. So when they got old enough, they lavished doing things to hair and that includes a love for braids. A love I don't share. SJ has actually shown me African braid styles...but me...intimidating...? HA!

Then in Wal-mart, in the pet section--of course, a young man seemed confused as he looked over the cat food. So what do I do? I strike up a chat--and for about 15 minutes, I educated him about cats and better food--no ground corn in the 1st three ingredients, litter, getting his two 7 month old Maine Coons spay and he was quite the alert student. The chorus of "Thank You's" was great. It was nice to chat about something I know.

And I heart cats, but you already knew that!

Oh, and I started my second college online class today. Oh my. This instructor is really into papers. And yes, I love to write--and I think I'm pretty good at writing..well, as long as it's fiction. I love a good challenge. I just wish a melt in your mouth Morris Chesnutt or cuddly Tom Hanks was my prize.

Stay tuned.