So this is.....

just some pictures, testing to see if my blogger dashboard will cooperate.

Ever since I had switched to Internet Explorer 8, lots of applications/web pages would not work properly (that previously did) and it was VERY frustrating!! For example, I could no longer load multiple pictures when creating a blog post. For some reason, I could no longer scroll the pics down within the box. So that had majorly discouraged my blogging. [Who wants to read a blog without pictures?] Anywho.....

So I switched to Firefox. Mostly because the online tests that I have to take for my schooling, were not compatible with IE8, but would with Firefox. And I LOVE Firefox!!! All my applications that had stopped working, now work again. My last test is to post lots of pics on my blog. So let's get a move on and see how it goes!!!

Alrighty then......

Here's a couple of Bentley's pre-prom pictures that I took.


















I noticed on Firefox that I can load pictures (yay!), but after I click "done", it just pastes the code, and then I have to re-place the code where I want the picture to be. Oh well....a bit different from what I'm used to, but good enough for me for now!!!!!

Today is the day

Everytime I hear that phrase, I hear this song in my head.



Today is the day



I LOVE this song by Lincoln Brewster.



Anyway...........I am NOW "officially" a college student. Today my online classes start.


Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know that I said back in MARCH that I was officially a student. And I was, because that's when I registered. But my financial aid had the hiccups, which made me miss the deadline for classes beginning then. So I had to wait until today.


So today is IT!


I've already watched my first powerpoint slide presentation, and even took some notes! Then this afternoon I will watch the full lecture and take many more notes. I have UP TO a full two weeks to do the first nine chapters, participate (or start) in at least 3 discussions on the classes discussion board (in lieu of writing a paper) and to take the 1st test. I can always work ahead and be done sooner than that if I choose. But since this is my first class back after a 6yr hiatus, I think I will not rush things.



So I'm excited today.

WARNING - No pictures!*

*(because my batteries are charging for my kids' performance at church tonight)


It is better than chocolate.


And there ain't much better than that.



So I bake when I'm stressed.

Why am I stressed?

My online classes start Monday, and I JUST TODAY ordered my books. (and paid waaaay too much for them to get here on Friday, so that I can at least look at them before class.)

And because I love all the teachers at my kids' preschool at church. And this week is teacher appreciation. And because I didn't have the money two weeks ago to give to buy them things this week. And I still wanted to show them MY appreciation.

And how do I do just that?!?

By baking, of course.

Seeing as how I started this "thing" with my daughter's class, and word has spread like wildfire.

Seems that I can bake.

Just because I have taken cookies in every week - a cookie recipe that starts with that corresponding letter they've been studying - no less, on show-n-tell day for my daughter to smile prettily while passing them out.

It all started one week when my daughter didn't have anything to take in for show-n-tell that week. And I just happened to have this awesome cookie recipe for that very letter. So I baked. And teachers sniffed. And chewed. And drooled. And talked.

And word spread.

So I decided to make them breakfast all by myself tomorrow morning for them. Not much stress to that. Or is there?

Did you ever notice that when you are trying to impress someone, that for whatever reason, the recipe always seems to flop? Nope, me neither.

But I love those "oopsies" that allow me to taste how good it should have looked.

And the one from a few minutes ago?

Blueberry-Lemon coffee cake.

I'm so sorry that part of it stuck to the pan when I flipped it out. Okay, I'm not. But it sure was good.

Better than chocolate.