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Thursday, June 5, 2014
June 5th Challenge
Hi it’s Christina –
Artwork by Chris Madden
Good Morning! After two
really hot sunny days – LOVE IT – in Central Jersey, we are having a cool,
rainy, day. It’s a gentle rain, the perfect rain for my garden. I like when
Mother Nature waters for me. Not that I mind watering, but over the winter, our
hose developed a small leak and my husband hasn’t fixed it yet. So, I have to
turn off the hose at the house every time I use it. Again, not a big deal
except to get to the shut off, I have to go through some brush, and inevitably,
I come out with a tick on me. UGH!! Something else my hubby has to do – spray the
yard for ticks!
I don’t have to go into
work today until one, so hopefully I’ll be able to get some stuff done for the
party beforehand. If I could get the chocolates finished – well, actually
started – that would be good. I don’t know why I do stuff like this to myself.
really don’t enjoy making chocolates. I complain every time I have to make
them, and swear I will never do it again…but I do. I’m pretty sure this is a
clear definition of insanity.
I forgot to tell you, I
picked up Lys from the airport on Tuesday night. No, your memory is not faulty.
She was supposed to be picked up on Friday. Tyler got sick, and his surgery was
postponed, so they came home early. I feel so bad for him. You have to psyche
yourself up for surgery, even minor surgery, and then for it to get cancelled
is almost more traumatizing than having the surgery itself. The poor kid!
One thing they did manage
to do before they left was to visit High Point University. Lys is in love with
the school. They met with the admissions counselor and he took them on a tour
of the school. Unfortunately, he did not know their transfer paperwork was in
already, or he would have had their acceptance packages ready for them when
High Point University
Did I mention Lys wants to
transfer colleges? Between not feeling challenged with the classes at Champlain
and having the worst winter in a hundred years, Lys wanted out. I can’t say I
blame her. A plus for us is, before any grants or scholarships, High Point is
almost $10K less than Champlain. On the negative side, it’s an eight and a half
hour drive (ten with breaks) as opposed to the six hour drive to Vermont. There
is no way I could do a round trip in a day, so that means when and if I go
down, it would require an overnight stay.
Honestly though, I was
surprised my daughter had picked a school in Vermont. She is not a fan of the
cold, nor does she enjoy being bundle up. She does not do any winter sports.
Other than the school’s curriculum, I’m really not sure why she picked
High Point appears to be a
good choice. They have both of Lys’ majors, and they have had numerous transfer
students from Champlain, so the credits she has earned from the “non-conventional”
classes should transfer as well, which was a main concern of mine. Their
criminal justice degree does appear to be slightly more in depth than the one
she was in at Champlain. High Point actually has a “crime house” on campus
which they use for hands on experience in crime scene investigation, as well as
various other aspects of police training (mock raids and busts, serving warrants,
etc.). They also have a course which focuses solely on profiling, which
Champlain did not.
We will probably hear in
the next week or so if Lys has been accepted to High Point. Between her high school
transcripts, her SAT scores, and her college transcripts, we are not
anticipating an issue, but I don’t want to jinx it by being over confident. Tyler’s
GPA wasn’t quite as high as Lys’, but he’s pretty confident he will get in as
If Lys isn’t accepted to
High Point, she will be transferring to her second choice, Austen Peay, which
is in Clarksville, TN. (The drive there is over twenty hours and will require
three hotel stays round trip.) This is where she was originally headed, but
then at the last minute, she got her acceptance to Champlain. Because Lys
qualifies for the honors program at Austen Peay, her remaining three years of
college combined would cost the same as her one year at Champlain, so I’m not
too broken up over how far away it is. A.P. is also an excellent school with
excellent programs in my daughter’s majors. Either way, we will not be
returning to Vermont.
Okay, I have avoided the
chocolates as long as I should. I hope you have a marvelous day, and happy
Your Last Challenge was:
At the zoo. A young woman. There is music.
Janie loved the zoo, always
had. Her childhood memories were filled with wonderful adventures she had had
with her parents and siblings; her brother, her sister and she, mimicking the
caged monkeys, and her parents watching, laughing and shaking their heads at
their antics. During college, when Janie needed to get away for a little while
to clear her head, she would walk to the zoo, sit, watch the animals, and feel
her stress simply leave her body.
Janie blamed fate, or the
stars, or perhaps destiny, that it was at a zoo where she first met Daniel. It
was where they had their first date, and several subsequent dates over the past
few years. Today, on the third year anniversary of that first date, they found
themselves at the zoo again. Hand in hand, they strolled the paths, wandered
from one habitat to the next, and allowed the nearly unnoticed, regional music
wash over them.
Daniel had been unusually
quiet, and when they reached the big cat section, a favorite for them both,
Janie asked him if something was bothering him. He stopped her in front of
Thor, the Bengal tiger’s cage, smiled, turned her toward him, and got down on
Your Next Challenge is (from
the writing group):
the following: Strangle, Turtle, Soup (it can’t be turtle soup)
You have ten minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count, and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.