Things I Think While Scrolling Through Social Media

  1. Are there really cats out there who like water?
  2. Posts about Chris Cornell’s death are still too sad for me to read.
  3. Are foil pack dinners really worth attempting?
  5. Norwegians are bad ass. Thank god I am one.
  6. Is there something wrong with me that I haven’t done all this traveling in my life? How do people even afford to get flights?!
  7. Black cats make the best cat memes
  8. If Kate Middleton is in the post, I will definitely stop to read it.
  9. Obama’s hair is white now. Can we have him back now?
  10. I wonder if D would let me have another cat…
  11. That steak dinner tasty makes me want red meat.
  12. Why is someone posting that they are wearing only a jockstrap? Ew….
  13. I follow too many cat pages.
  14. Disney movies are completely inaccurate. How can I love something so ignorant? But really this post is super awesome. Check this out:
  15. Ramen in recipes? I’m not sure how I feel about this.
  16. All of these baby name posts are getting really annoying.
  17. Is Kate Moss still a thing?
  18. Adam Lambert is playing with Queen?! What is a former American Idol contestant doing playing with Brian May?! WHAT?!
  19. I would definitely try to adopt a giraffe.
  20. Who cares that Beyonce had her twins? I do not. At all.
  21. I wonder if D would hate me if I brought home a kitten.
  22. I need to make my Costco list.
  23. I think my anxiety has gotten worse since Trump became President.
  24. I get it. You’re “fine” with being single and the single life is so awesome…
  25. I need Prime Now to service my area after looking at Thai food recipes…

Also, check out this super cool trend that women in India are doing that has gone viral! This is AWESOME.

I think my insomnia is in for the long haul tonight…


Even as a Post-Bacc, I Still Use Google for Definitions

I am currently back in college as a post-baccalaureate student. Google defines this as: “a matriculated status, reserved for students who are working toward a second bachelor’s degree or preparing for entrance to graduate or professional school.” Technically, the UW defined this, but this was what Google gave me.

It is hard for me. The work is not difficult. I enjoy being an English student because I love books and literature. However, it is hard being a post-bacc student in a class of undergrads. I was once one of them, working towards that little piece of paper that could change my life. Well, here I am, back in college. I have a Bachelor’s in Communication Studies from a top private university on the west coast. I have done several research studies on social media, studied rhetoric and persuasion, focused on intercultural communication, and have incredible public speaking skills. I have worked for two top west coast companies and have experiences that most people at 24 do not. I feel that I have lived a full life already and I have more to go.

Being in a classroom with undergrads is difficult. I already have vastly different values, goals, and experiences than those who have not graduated do. I am a mom, a wife, I have a degree, I have move away and moved back home, and I have married someone who does not have a college education, but someone I respect deeply regardless. When I was in their situations, I would have never guessed my life to turn out the way it did and I am glad it did – otherwise I would probably have more issues than I do.

I have a hard time connecting with others. I connect with a few people and that is all. So, not only do I have a hard time connecting with others already, but it becomes more difficult because of how differently my life is than to my peers. They are not able to identify with my anxieties of being a parent, a wife, a cat mom, and a student who already has a degree. That’s fine, I do not need someone to be able to identify with me. I do not need someone to be my friend. However, it kills me that I have pushed myself to interact with others in a classroom setting (because my professors from my alma mater made me for a solid participating grade) and the effort is not reciprocated. I don’t want to talk to them. I don’t want to tell them what I think because I know they won’t have anything to say back. I do not want to participate. I want to read books and write papers. However, I do it anyway because I know it is important to the education process. I have learned so much from class discussions to know they are important. If I am making the effort and it makes me want to stab my eyes out – the least they can do is help me out here.

I am not there to make friends. I am not there to tell them how to think. I am there because I want an A, but also participation means perspective and when someone gives you a perspective that you haven’t thought about – your life can change. When a simple belief you have can be questioned and can be argued by someone else – they are giving you a different way of thinking about the idea that you have not thought about before. Maybe you really start to second guess what you believed or maybe you disagree – but that is important. It is important to question everything otherwise we believe what we are told to believe.

Wow, that went differently than I expected that thought to, but it is true. Maybe it is because of my life experiences that I am open minded to all possibilities. I would rather hear someone disagree with me and be able to fight for what I believe than be fed something not know why I believe what I believe.

Anyway, I should probably finish that last history paper. Financial aid thinks that I am credit deficient because I am in a self-paced class. Assholes.

Actual Conversation Part 1

This is an actual conversation my husband and I engaged in over the weekend through text message.

Me: We are all napping now. Loki is on his bed and Jax is underneath the comforter

D: Lazy asses

Me: We are happy kitties here

D: You’re human

Me: I’m NOT.

Me: I have the personality of a cat who happens to LOVE dogs and not humans.

D: You’re weird.

Me: You’re mean. Take that back.

D: I am not mean.

Me: Take it back!

D: Ok I take it back.

Me: Thank you.

Because marriage is really having odd conversations about why you truly believe that you are a cat trapped in a human body. It’s not your fault that you make friends with every cat – it’s almost like they just KNOW.

A Comeback. Kind of.

I meant to blog about being a mom, wife, and whatever else I wanted to write about months ago, but I decided to be busy and not have time. I guess. Currently, I am taking a course discussing self-writing and reading memoirs and autobiographies. So, the book we are reading has inspired me to blog again and blog about my life as it happens. So, here are some things on my mind currently…

  1. I am pretty sure my three year old male cat has mental illness. He hates people he doesn’t know, hides under the bed, sometimes can only deal with three head rubs exactly, and is not as smart as normal cats. Apparently, talking calmly, cleaning his litter box out twice a day, and feeding him on time helps.
  2. Being a post-grad student in a class of undergrads is super difficult. Values, goals, and perspectives are different. They will never understand you, but you totally know what point in life they are at.
  3. My husband is super offensive, but I kind of like it. How fun would it be to have someone who agrees with you all the time?
  4. I am very tempted to wake up my husband to clean the pot of oil from when he made french fries, but I know I could possibly die if I wake him up right now.
Jax, my “special” cat.



While reading Jenny Lawson’s, Furiously Happy, I realized that I should just write about my life. I should write about the odd conversations my husband and I have, my uncanny ability to procrastinate, the values I want my son to grow up having, the fact that my pelvic ultrasound found a mass on my liver and I am overthinking it to the “n”th degree, and that marriage is hardest relationship you will have with another human being ever.

So, I’ll start blogging more. I hope.