encore

so, here is a concept that i find really irritating, the encore.

you are at a show. you wait and wait to hear a favorite song, but the show is now over and said song was never played.(realistically, for me, it is just the most popular songs, because i tend to gravitate towards the obscure, but you get what i mean.)

everyone starts clapping, cheering, begging for the artists to return to the stage. we are delighted when they grace us with their presence for a few more songs. how generous they were to indulge us.

did anybody ever wonder why the most famous songs were withheld until the end? did it never occur to us that encores are actually a part of the set list? they are not indulging us, people, they are finishing their show!

it is even more tiresome when they go offstage and make a second encore appearance. who are we fooling? do we need to go through the production? can we not just grant them a water or restroom break without ceremony?

perhaps not. maybe this is the best way, but i would much rather participate without false pretenses on either side. maybe it's just me. i'm just saying...

tidbits of info

I know when I am excited about something, because it shows up in my dreams. Last night, I again dreamt about the Kellers, which means I am jazzed about going to crossfit tonight. If I were remotely self-motivated, perhaps I would be successful at working out at home. This is not the case, and I am craving a good workout. Taking a walk with the kids is fun and good quality time, but it is not improving my muscle tone.

In other news, the fury that has been my life is about to lose fuel. I take my algebra final tomorrow. Then I am finished with school until the fall. Andrew will be out of school soon, so I will no longer have time restraints in the evenings. This will be such a relief. I am such a night owl. Working on the school schedule does not suit me very well; adds copious amounts of stress to my already overwhelmed life.

We finished Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University about 3 weeks ago. That was one less weekly obligation. I just have such poor time management skills that i can never seem to get anywhere on time. Then I feel like a failure and live on adrenaline, as I run mad like an animal infected with rabies. It feels awful, but I seriously do not know what i am thinking. Like when I think I need to leave my house, which is positioned at least 30 traveling minutes from anywhere, at the time that I actually need to be at a place. Crazy!

Summer will be a welcomed break. Anna and I will still homeschool, but we work on our time frame. If we have to do math at 8:30 pm, we can do it. I won't have to try to remember to have the eldest son read, practice his saxophone, do his chores, work on his homework, eat dinner, take a shower, and fit in a little down time in the 4 hours he his home after school; all the while juggling dinner, hungry baby, tired baby, laundry, dishes, workout, quality time, church, Dave Ramsey

I can't wait to go to the pool, to the beach, to do things with friends. There are so many wonderful things to look forward to in the summer. Summer is my favorite season of the year. I know that sounds crazy, since I live in the great state of Texas, where it gets HOT, but I like it like that!

Wanted to do a little rambling between studying.