Loss of Wisdom

On Tuesday I had four teeth ground up and yanked from my skull. My wisdom teeth are out and I can officially say that I have less wisdom now then I did when they were in.

Why?

Well...

I had a paper due Thursday. The due date was kindly extended to Monday yet I just can't get around to writing it. I'm in a writing funk. I simply don't want to write.

Excuses used to not write the paper organized by date:
Friday (7/2) - Today is my day off, certainly I can not write on my day off.
Saturday (7/3) - I have to prepare recipes for a 4th of July BBQ and spend time with my family because soon I will have surgery and could possibly die.
Sunday (7/4) - It is a national holiday! Plus I have to make a cherry pie, biscuits, pasta salad and roasted broccoli. I am getting a kitten today, I can not be a good mother and write a paper at the same time.
Monday (7/5) - My father is off of work and I don't have class. Clearly I am not supposed to work today. The kitten is crying, I have to feed it. Look at how cute the kitten, awe. I am getting surgery tomorrow, I must enjoy my possible last day of life and make a peach and blueberry cobbler in order to show my family how much I love them.
Tuesday (7/6) - Surgery + Novocaine + Percocets= me trying to use American Sign Language to tell my mother that I can't feel my tongue (she doesn't sign at all and I can only spell)
Wednesday (7/7) - Pain
Thursday (7/8) - Pain + "Bethany's Getting Married?" marathon.
Friday (7/9) - Pain + "The City" marathon
Saturday 7/10) - I feel good today! Lets make pancakes and invite the Grandparents over for brunch! Awe look at how big my kitten has gotten I must cuddle with him. Hey my daddy's home from Utah! Pain, "The Office" Marathon.

I am going to be a mother.

But don't worry, I am not pregnant.

This is the newest member of out family:















Like any new mother, I had to show you baby pictures that no one but me finds cute.

Unlike new mothers, I'm going to ask you guys for help with names. He (?) is mostly grey with white on his belly face and paws, and he's an orphan...so use your smarts and think of whitty (or not so whitty) names for the little guy/girl.

Ready and Go!

Take the Money and Run

My psychology professor taught me that it is wiser to spend money on vacations with friends and family then it is to spend money on physical objects. He explained that while the luster of physical objects diminish over time, vacations get more pleasant each time we visit them.

I sure hope he is right.

In the month of June I will be in New Jersey for all of 9 days. I am taking a week to go to the Outer Banks, a week to go to Florida, and a week to go to Virginia Beach. My bank account is looking mighty slim and I can only hope that this fall, when I am up to my ears in school work, cursing the gods of organic chemistry and gazing at my empty wallet I will look back on all of these vacations and remember how much fun I had =]

Naked As We Came

Vermont is a naked state. And UVM is a naked school. When I went on tours the guides told me not to be surprised if I saw people walking around naked, or if I experienced naked protests on campus. To further UVM's nakedness, each year UVM puts out a naked calendar. UVM loves to be naked.




There is a wonderful naked tradition at the University of Vermont.

Each semester on the last day of class we have a naked bike ride. Students all across campus come out on their bikes, their long boards, their scooters, their crutches and their running shoes to blow off a bit of steam before finals and relish in the fact that it is absolutely legal to be naked in Vermont.

Some students plan hours in advance and have body painting parties before the race. Often students have colorful hand prints across their body; last night there were two people covered head to toe in zebra print. Other students decide in the heat of the moment that they just need to be naked so they drop their clothes, hop the fence and join the fun.

Last night I fell in the second category. I really hadn't planned on running, and I definitely didn't plan on getting naked when the night started but somehow it happened. The decision to bare myself to the world was entirely spontaneous. A group of friends decided that it was absolutely necessary for me to participate in my last naked bike ride and who am I to say no? So we ran to the bushes, dropped trou (although it is absolutely legal to be naked in Vermont it is illegal to strip in public) found an entrance point and went for it. Like I said I hadn't planned this so I ran bare foot, a couple of my friends fell and got scraped up or twisted an ankle but the general consensus was then it was absolutely worth the pain and initial humiliation.

I don't think that I will ever experience something quite as liberating as I did last night. I have always had some issues with my body and I'm not one to show a lot of skin but as soon as I entered the race and heard everyone on the sidelines cheering me on, all of those issues went away and the only thing I was worried about was dodging bikes and getting as many high fives from the spectators as I could.

I enjoyed it so much that I think next year, I might take a visit to Vermont right around finals time and do it again.

Thank you Logarithms

I had a biology test today and even though I think I did decently, I was in a funk afterward.

Then Chelsea needed help with math.

I know that this is weird, but logarithms made my night tonight and for that I will be eternally grateful.

So thank you logarithms, and thank you Chelsea for needing help in math, and for allowing me to listen to the cute sounding English guy in the background.

The Body Works in Mysterious Ways

I am a foodie through and through.

I love to eat. I love flavors and textures, and I love the community aspect of eating. I put love into my cooking and I love to see people enjoy something that I've made. I love food.

Unfortunately I can't eat.

My wisdom teeth are coming in and it hurts. I really can't chew on one side of my mouth. It hurts to move my tongue. I don't want to take medication, and I can't get them removed until June. Humph.

I never have been one to lose weight when sick. My mom told me that when she got her tonsils out she lost 10 pounds because she simply couldn't eat. I gained 10 pounds because I continued to eat and all I ate was ice cream and mashed potatoes. I love to eat. And so, it is very much out of my character to have completely lost my appetite. I have to remind myself to grab something before class. Even now, its 12:40 pm and I haven't eaten a crumb - honestly I'm not even hungry.

I can only assume that my body is somehow protecting me from the pain of eating by not allowing me to get hungry. And I wonder - am I starving? I have no idea. I certainly don't feel hunger pains - but I know that I am consuming many less calories then I was previous to the excruciating pain that is my lower left jaw.

I know I should eat- I just don't want to.

Let me know if I start to whither away will you?

A New Start, A New Country, A New Life?

I never know what I want.

If you spoke to me a few months ago I would have told you about how I am to far away from home, that I miss my family, and that I want to be able to attend my grandparent's birthday parties. Which is all fine and good when I am at home and surrounded by family.

When I am home, I want to be home, but when I am away, I am not so sure.

Around 2 'oclock this morning I was doing what I do best, fretting about the future, and during this time I happened to look up the Massey Vet School in New Zealand which, if I decide to go to vet school, is the school I have always wanted to go to and get this: I can start vet school next year. The program is a five year science intensive program that anyone can basically start anytime after high school and at the end of it I would be able to be a vet in New Zealand, Australia, England America and more.

Its got me thinking, why be close when I can be far, far away?

It is just as appealing to me to be close as it is to be so far away that I would have to schedule phone calls. I want to be a critical part of my family but at the same time not worry about the limitations that family brings. If I was miraculously placed on this planet with out connections or people to hold me back I would be gone in a heartbeat. But that's not me. I have school plays to go to, and birthday cakes to bake. I really enjoy doing these things but sometimes I wonder what it would be like to just do what I want to do, to have my own life without school plays and birthday cakes.

I think that part of growing up is developing your own lifestyle, so what if mine is in New Zealand? Unfortunately if I decide that it is in New Zealand, I won't get to share my life with those who love me, and how do I know if i've grown up if I don't have anyone comparing me to who I used to be?

So what to do? For now I am going to wait it out and see what schools accept me as a transfer. If I get in to Cornell or Wesleyan I think that I need to complete my degree there before moving on to bigger and better things, BUT if I go to Rutgers then there is a good possibility that you'll be seeing another post about a whole new change in scenery some time next year.