Mochtest du....?

More Deutsch classe.

In class we are given a set of questions and we go from student to student interviewing them. Here are some examples of the questions:


Hast du eine Katze? Nein, ich habe kaine Katze.

Mochtest du einem? Nein. (*note* there should be an umlaut over the "O" in mochtest)

Mochtest du eine Katze kicken? Nein!


Hast du Kakerlaken? (Fun word to say, ugly bug) Nein, ich habe keinen Kakerlaken.

Mochtest du einige? NEIN!


What do I really want to have?

Was mochtest du?

Ich mochte.......... hmmmm..... can I answer that when I know more Deutsch?

Who Am I?

For my German 101 class we are required to make an oral presentation. We are to pick a famous German speaking person and pretend to be them and then the class will guess WHO we are....

I gave the teacher these three names as ideas for who I can be:

Eva Braun
Hedy Lamar
Anne Frank

The picture above is Who I am.....

Window Opening

This picture (see above) reminds me of the saying, “When God closes a door, he opens a window.”

Of course, this window is old and covered with ivy. It is barely open. Could those windows God opens, not always be very obvious? Sometimes, is there only a short window of time that it is left open. Maybe I am just not looking in the right place or maybe my attitude is all wrong. I wish I knew. Lately, life feels like this huge wall with no openings.

Rant (r nt)

To harangue: a loud bombastic declamation expressed with strong emotion. To speak or write in an angry or violent manner; rave.

Do ants rant? Or not?

This ant can't rant.

Is it healthy for an ant to rant?

Perhaps, on this BLOG its not.

Since someone could Google me and find this rant, it might give that someone the wrong impression of me. Ranting could also turn out to be positive. Who knows, unless you try?

I am feeling really frustrated. Too many personal issues contributing to an already stressful life. I have been having one of those, "I cannot do this" moments. I am considering dropping my Ethics class. I skipped class last night. I didn’t have a sitter for El Jay and I was feeling achy and running a bit of a temperature. I also had a small panic attack waiting at the bus stop last week after class. I felt safe. I was just worried that I could somehow miss the bus. Class gets out at 9pm and the last bus stops at UNM around 9:05to 9:15. What if I miss the bus? What if it doesn’t come? The issues of babysitting and the bus will be stressful for me for the next 13 class periods. Plus, I cannot, yet, afford to buy the text book and am now behind on reading.

I do not want to give up. Not just on this one class, which I could take later, but on getting this degree. I am questioning my motivation more than ever. Why am I in college? Will having a degree really help me to get a better job? Or is it too little, too late? Or am I just drained after 18-months of H**L, with no reprieve in sight?

He Loves Me, He....

On my way to my 8-week Ethics course on Monday evening I walked by a section of garden at UNM that was still blooming with beautiful yellow sunflowers. I decided to bring my camera back on Wednesday to get pictures before Fall had more of a toll on the brilliant flowers.

Wednesday arrived. Stormy. When it was time to leave for class the sky was overcast and I debated whether to take my camera or not. I was uncertain that I would be able to get any good pictures in that lighting. I did take my camera, though, and I did get some interesting pictures. The flowers were in various stages of life. Brilliant, beautiful, blooming. Withering and wilted. Dried and dead. My favorites were these abstract, other worldly looking sunflowers, as seen in the picture. When I look at this I think of taking a daisy and pulling the petals off one by one.... "he loves me, he loves me not, he....." I hope this flower felt loved by Mother Nature.

The picture in my last post is of one of the oldest, unchanged building on campus. The pump house.

Intro to Public Relations

My PR 101 class this semester is on-line, but we do have to attend three face-2-face classes. The 2nd one of those was tonight. It was a discussion board comprised of PRSA members. One of the questions asked was about the things we should be working on while in college to prepare for careers in Public Relations. The answers were fairly consistent that we should be working on our writing skills, having several (varied) internships, an understanding of business operations, knowing the principles of public relations work, and creating on-line social networks.

I believe I already have a good business understanding. After all, I owned my own Special Events business and I have been an office manager. I think both the internship and knowing the principles of PR work categories also fit into my past experience. How about writing, though? I love to write, but have never considered myself a great writer; especially considering I am dyslexic. I really love spell check!

The point that the PR professionals seemed to return to the most was about creating online social networks. They recommended that we create BLOGS and web-pages, in order to showcase our writing and internet skills to future employers. However, many potential employers will Google the name of someone they are considering hiring; because of this they also warned us about posting things on BLOGs or on Facebook that could be damaging.

Think Pink

Think Pink and Feel Your Boobies.

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. At Jeddy's school they had Think Pink Week with activities scheduled each day. One day, Jeddy wore all pink--and I have to mention he wore an old pair of my pink-polka-dot pants--he even wore a pink-polka-dot bra on the outside of a pink-tee. Of course administration made him take the bra off, because.... boys don't wear bras.

The next day, he repeated the costume, sans bra, but with the addition of butterfly wings and a pink filmy skirt over the pants. Hair dyed pink. Nails painted pink. Even down to pink show laces. All I can say is, "You go, Boy!"

The news was there and Jeddy was interviewed.

My message in this thread is to do your breast exams monthly. Get a mammogram whenever your age range recommends it. This is so important. I was extremely proud of my big, 14-year old son for not being afraid of what others might think and simply going for it and having fun.

Jeddy, you are awesome!



Think Pink and Feel Your Boobies.

Balloon Fiesta

The Balloon Fiesta is one of my favorite events in Albuquerque. The Balloon Fiesta is a huge week long spectacular here. It is the type of event I use to get excited about helping plan. Sometimes, I miss that part of my life. Now. I love taking pictures. Pictures can tell so much more than I can ever describe with written words.

This is my favorite picture. The Clowny Balloon looks like he is licking the other balloon.







These are few of my favorite images from the Balloon Fiesta this year. I got out two mornings and enjoyed taking pictures. I took over 500 pictures. I'll only process 50 or 60 or so. To see more: http://indigodreams.smugmug.com/Events/ABQ-Hot-Air-Ballons-2009/ABQ-Balloon-Fiesta-Oct-2009/9856264_8uJpK#670429236_qVCQR