Another Day Inside
Yesterday was another relaxing Saturday where I didn’t do much but read. I slept in until 9 and then I wrote e-mails to Dr. Apple, Dr. May, and Dr. Hadaway to tell them about Mansfield and thank them for all their help. I also e-mailed Pamela and told her, though she probably already knew. Then I took a shower and put on sweats, comfy clothes are great. And I didn’t have to wear tights under my pants since I wouldn’t be going out. Then I wrote my blog, after which I went downstairs to get stuff out of the fridge for lunch and Alec was down there. He asked me if I was applying for PPE and I said yes. He’s apparently going to be proctoring, I think, my admissions exam he said. He’s a doctorate student so I guess they do that stuff. I told him about Mansfield and he said, oh you know Regent’s will give you a spot. I told him I didn’t know, keeping my hopes down. Then he said, as long as I don’t screw up my admissions exam, jokingly. So I guess it looks like I might have to take that test anyway, unless Oxford just put me on the list automatically. I’m still hoping I don’t have to but I guess I can’t avoid it if they want me to.
So yeah, maybe I still have a chance of getting in. After this I called my mom and we talked for a while as she was driving to Kelley Ridge from the farm. She had service the whole time we talked, pretty crazy. She told me my grandma had started her blog. That’s pretty crazy too. My grandma is definitely pretty cool. Kyle always said she was cool after he found out she plays Hitman and Grand Theft Auto on her computer. And now she has a blog, well I think it’s more of a writing down memories thing than a typical journal and she may only write in it when my mom goes over there and tells her she should. That’s how this happened. Her blog has been set up for a while, but she just never got around to writing in it so my mom made her. If you want to look at it, it’s at www.xorph.com/mombo. Apparently my family had a connection with Charles Schulz.
So then I read articles all afternoon, taking a few breaks to stretch ad crochet. Learning about how much aid actually affects economic growth, specifically in Africa. Today I’ll focus more narrowly on Ghana. Then I had dinner, looking at MBA and journalism programs online and then calling Kyle afterward to find out what time I should really call him. He was decorating with his family for Christmas! Happy times!! I can’t wait to decorate for Christmas. Oh and their Christmas tree used to be our’s. Last year they were going to buy a new one, but we had this huge one and didn’t really have a place in either house for it and it had just been in storage for a while, so my mom offered to give them our’s so they wouldn’t have to buy one since we wouldn’t be using our’s anymore anyway and it’s a nice tree. My cousin got it for us for cheap when she worked at this big department store. Anyway, the reason to tell all this is because Kyle had a corny line that made me laugh that he told me about later. After they had put up the tree, they said it was a pretty good looking tree. And Kyle said, “That’s not the only thing from that family that is good looking.” Or something like that. Haha. Makes me laugh. (He was talking about me, just in case you didn’t catch that. I’m sort of surprised that I got it that quickly, quite often that would be one of those times where I would totally not catch it. But I did. Yay!)
Okay, so then I read some of this book, “The Blind Assassin,” that Brendand got me before I left. It’s sort of depressing and a bit weird so far, but it intrigues me, so we’ll see what I think when I finish it. Then I washed my dishes, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and called Kyle while I crocheted. (I told you, it’s an addiction, crocheting, not Kyle, well maybe Kyle too. Haha!) Then I went to bed at almost 1:00, too late for me, so I slept in again this morning.