Nocturne in C Sharp Minor

I'm listening to Joshua Bell's Romance of the Violin. I believe it was a Christmas gift a couple of years back. I particularly like Nocturne, Track #3.

Vernise, he Teague's grandma, Mrs. Kelley's mother, had a stroke Friday. She's having a really rough recovery. Some of her symptoms include restlessness and disorientation which translates into her not sleeping, trying to get out of bed on her own and thus falling. This is dealt with by always having someone sit with her. We, as in the Bavidos, have gotten to help out with this a couple of times and are on call. The poor Kelleys really need their rest so I really hope they don't hesitate to call us. Another problem is getting enough liquids and nourishment down her because she's been having trouble swallowing. Please be praying for Vernise and her family.

The job hunt continues. I had a job interview earlier this week for a legal secretary that I've already been turned down for. I have an interview next week for a volunteer coordinator position. I emailed a reminder or followed up today with a career services position for a tech school. I need to send off a resume tomorrow for a case manager position. Praise God, I'm doing much better on the motivation and not-getting-discouraged/depressed in relation to job hunting.

I've discovered that when left to set my own schedule that I sleep from 1 a.m. to 10 a.m. and am most reflective and thoughtful between 11 p.m. and 1 a.m. I'm not really sure when I'm the most productive--perhaps the early afternoon?

I continue to be shocked and horrified by my own selfishness. Mrs. Teague had asked me to get her copies of the Bavido originals that had been read at our poetry festival. I completely forgot that BonnieJean, Isaac, and Dad had read their own compositions and just printed off the ones by me that had been read. How terrible am I?!

Ocean in my pants!

(If you click on the link, skip to 2:20 in) Mama bought season 7 of the t.v. show Monk. We already have season 1 on dvd. we have given up trying to watch them in order and are nwo just snatching up whatever we can find. Mr. Monk Goes Underwater is one of my top favorites.

Chera is here! I am so excited! I think she is so brave to move across country, to a new job, away from her familiy. She's amazing!

Not this Saturday but the next I'm going to spend a few hours at Tulsa Violin Shop just taking pictures. I talked to one of the shop keepers there today (I was picking up a special rosin) and he was actually excited about the idea. I was rather surprised--I thought he would have been more cautious. I've wanted to do this shoot for a while so it should be fun!

Dad leaves Sunday. :(

This seems rather boring, but I'm lacking the inspiration right now.

Awesome!

So, I succumbed and went listened to the music and somehow ended up with the fiddle.  Guess what?  It's a five-string fiddle.  The guy did it himself.  He drilled a hole in the chin piece for the base of the C string which goes in between the G and D string fine tuners and on up the fingerboard.  It's peg sticks up vertically between the D and A tuners so the tuner is actually on the back of the scroll.  I don't know if that makes any sense or if anyone besides BonnieJean would care, but I was absolutely fascinated by it.  It's not a very good instrument, doesn't have a good ring to it, but I had never seen anything like it before.  Oh, and it turns out the fiddle player is actually one of the guitar players who's taking poetry with me this semester.

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  I was driving along Scottie's road today and stopped to watch a grey heron.  It's amazing how still those birds can stand.  Occasionally, I could see the feather move some of his breast feathers, but other than that he could have been a statue.  He made a good illustration for "Be still and know that I AM GOD."  Compared to that bird, I don't know how to be still at all.  Even when I'm sitting stock still, my mind is still going in a million directions.

  I finished today--thank you Julie!  It is a great read.  I wish I had read it before Dr. Taylor's campaign class.  We, sadly, didn't cover anything about vote fraud in that class.  Now, I need to look up OK's rules on provisional ballots, absentee ballots, and voter registration.

  Sometimes being a girl stinks.  I have been outragiously hungry and craving sweets all day, not to mention being totally lethargic and getting nothing done.  Granted, I like this better than forming a permanent ovarian cyst every month, but it still stinks.

  I realized the other day that I was looking for a job this time last year.  Last year, I was much poorer than I am now and had been unemployed much longer.  God gave me the perfect job for that time, pulled me away from it when the time was no longer right, and is going to work this out yet again.  So quit freaking out already, Anna!

  I'm desperately trying to learn some fiddle fills for Beulah Land before Sunday.  My church family is so patient with me.

  I got my desk completely clean yesterday!  I feel so much better having that done!  Now, let's see if I can keep it that way.

  I'm going to go curl up with a book and a fleece.

Another late night post

  Why are most of my blog posts written late at night?  I do tend to be more contemplative in the evenings.  I think that's a good thing.

  Punyou had two seizures this evening.  The first one was about a mintue and a half and the second was a little less than a minute.  They were about thirty minutes apart.  His whole head would shake, back and forth not up and down, and his eyes wouldn't blink.  We'll call the vet in the morning.

  I think I'll go take the computer and U.S. history II CLEPs tomorrow.  Yeah for CLEP tests!  Everybody pray for me.

  Mama found my old violin shoulder rest--hallelujah!  I haven't been too happy with my new one.  It pops off whenever I really start hugging the violin to me.

  Hillcat basketball is having a great season!  The men are 6-0 in conference play, 12-0 overall.  The ladies just won their 6th game in a row last night and are 4-2 in conference play, 10-4 overall.  They both play St. Gregory's tomorrow.  I'll have to leave right in the middle to go to band practice at church, but I'm hoping to catch most of it.  I sat with Ethan, Mae, and her boyfriend Aaron at the last home game.  Mae played basketball in high school, so she was able to explain all the ref's calls, which was awesome because they're totally incomprehensible to me.

  I had a very productive day today.  I applied for 6 different jobs, filed the quarterly report for the Rogers County Republicans with the State Ethics Commission, renewed the club's registration (with the $52.50 fee) with said Commission, took the sample U.S. history CLEP, cleaned my room (some), worked out, and stretched.  I should have cleaned my desk, but I didn't.  Oh, well, tomorrow.

  I now have three of my textbooks in: Orientalism and Comparative Politics for my Comparative Politics class, and an Anthology of 20th Century Native American Poetry for my Poetry Writing class.

  I'm really enjoying a book Julie lent me called Stealing Elections by John Fund.  It's challenging my some of my views on absentee ballots and extremely interesting.

  I try to remember to ask this something-resembling-annually: who all reads my blog?

People are so patient with me. I was terribly out of tune this morning, but nobody said a thing. Thankfully, most of the time I couldn't be heard, but I know Mike, David, Craig, and Ashley could hear me and they didn't even blink. If I miss a couple of weeks they ask me why and always act thrilled when I show up. They'll are all so nice.

Dad is making incredible progress on the shed roof. We're at the exhaust vent, drip-edge, and tar paper stage.

Caleb is such a great sound effects technician. He's pretending halo in front of me with a quite impressive variety of sounds.

The Hebrew alphabet is so gorgeous.

Chera called me today. I just love talking to her!

I need to get to bed. I've been working on this blog post almost all evening and it's not even long. I just kept getting distracted.