Hannah started community college which I am thrilled about because for awhile it looked like she wasn't even going to graduate from high school. I wanted Jared to take a pic of her on her big day but that didn't happen. The lack of picture might have occurred for 3 reasons:
- I forgot to tell my lover to take the picture and because he's the dad, he forgot to do it
2. I did tell my lover to take the picture but because he's the dad, he forgot to do it
3. He tried to take the picture but because Hannah is a dick, she wouldn't let him do it
I've already gotten several texts from her in class so I'm pretty sure she's going. Plus, she bought her own books and she definitely wouldn't have wasted her money on books to pretend she was going. So in honor of Hannah, here's her first day pic:
Guess who else is in school?
That's right! I am! I took this on my first day of class in statistics. Since I have decided to get my post masters certificate as a Family Nurse Practitioner (FNP), and my last statistics course is well over 10 years old, I had to retake it again prior to my real classes starting in January. This is my third time taking stats so I'm hoping it won't be too bad. It was both nice and kind of weird to be back in a college course again. I think I'm about the same age as the teacher and all of the other students looked young enough that I could be their mommy. I listened to the lecture, took notes, and spoke to the professor after class so that it would be clear to the baby students that I can be a class A brown noser if necessary... I even got my homework done this week and emailed it to my teach like he asked. Here's the distribution table I made.
Lily offered to help me with the table. I asked her how she thought it would look if my professor found out my 6th grader was doing my homework for me. Besides, if it's wrong, I am sure both the professor and my stupid brother Jameson who teaches math at Dixie College will let me know.
I'm really hoping I get accepted to the FNP program I applied to in January since it looks like stats is going to be ok. I'm getting older and need something to fall back on when I can't kneel down, lie on the floor, or otherwise chase perineums around in labor like I do now! Who knows, maybe I can get a job in an Instacare somewhere and drain cysts or set bones or maybe even remove splinters from people's eyes. My future is limitless really. I've been delivering babies and spelunking in vaginas for so long now, that I'm not totally sure I would know what to do if I gave them up, but for now, I'll just see how things go. If anyone needs a study partner I'm ready... I'll bring some extra pencils...
