June 4, 2002
I went to my first EKG class today. I was surprised that I know a lot of people in my class. I think it will be a good class...the education director that is teaching it is really animated and knows her stuff. We were assigned homework for next week. Homework! I haven't had to do homework for a year! It should be pretty easy. I think this class will make my trips working down on Step Down a little more comfortable.
Shane is at school. This is his last week, then he has finals. One three day weekend, and his summer quarter starts. He is non-stop! I'm proud of my little college boy. It appears that he will be finished with school in a year, as long as things go smoothly. And then, who knows....
I went on a walk just a little bit ago. Trying to get back into exercising and eating better. It would be nice to be able to feel good about wearing a bathing suit this summer. But there really isn't anywhere to wear a bathing suit around here anyway, so I guess I just would like to feel better about myself.
I want to go to Magic Mountain. I haven't been in a while.... I can remember going there in the summer when I was younger and how stinking hot it always was. They always had those cool mister things that sprayed water while you waited in line. Ah, memories. I house sat for these people that had those misters in their back yard. They had this totally decked out yard and a spa with pull down shades around it to make it *private* with the misters up above. It was oh so nice. We had fun at that place. Except for the stupid dog "Abby Rose" who was their little angel. They let that dog do whatever it wanted and it was a pain to deal with. And she would *piddle,* as her owner phrased it, when she was excited (which was all the time). I didn't like the dog part of it, but the money was good and the spa was nice. They were the kind of people that would call, like every other day to check on their dog and want to talk to her. Strange. I got to house sit at a couple really cool houses when I was in college. But it always involved taking care of dogs, which isn't really my thing. I have never really had a dog, so I am not a dog person. I wouldn't mind having a dog, but I assume I would feel differently caring for a pet that was mine. One time, at this really cool house out in the middle of nowhere, the people had two dogs that were pretty much their children (in addition to the 50 something year old woman's collection of beanie babies that could be found all around the house). One morning I woke up to find a tick on the ground. My immediate reaction was to smoosh this huge, nasty bug that was crawling on the floor. Bad idea. Blood everywhere. It was pretty gross. At least I didn''t have to get it off the dog, I guess. I had a lesson in how to do so, since I was resposible to search for ticks while there. I didn't really know what a tick looked like before that. This tick was huge, engorged with blood. I also had a lesson on how to put a pad on a dog in case she went into heat while the family was gone. That was for our dear Abby Rose. Yuck!!! Luckily, she didn't. I am all for spaying and neutering. It's not like they were going to breed the stupid dog. I don't get it. There were perks that made dealing with the dogs tolerable. If and when we get a pup, he will be a cool dog and not a stupid, spoiled, prissy dog.