Monday-- tread carefully

Walkies were really cool and nice.  Mr. Dog was perky and a bit unruly.

The Garbage Pickup is happening and there is a parade of tanker trucks barreling down Center street every 15 minutes. (???)The Cleveland Garbage process takes the entire day.
 The truck drives up and down the street past our bags almost all day, before they are picked up... We just don't understand what the method is.  The tankers-- We don't know what they are up to-- it's just excessive. They tankers where doing this all day yesterday--Sunday!!!! Who does this on a Sunday!!!

Sunday was the first with 2 services, so we drove separate cars.  I was able to use Dairyland Drive-- finally open again.  The drive is really pretty--


 lots of cows.
The Buick, my favorite, seems to have developed some sort of fuel leak.
EEK.  So we are going to try to handle that this afternoon.

I'm working on my Project for Quality Management.  Or at least planning to.

More coffee

I have missed over half of 2014 here.  So I will doggedly start over again.

We have moved house, and DHs job--and everything is in disarray--but getting better.   We love our new house.

   His job as a pastor in the north--went south.  Sadly there were so many deaths of very old people that the congregation could no longer pay a full time pastor.

 When one old person dies, the spouse, if there is one is usually moved out to be close to their offspring for care.   Some older members were "disappeared!"  Their adult children just took them away to live with them.  One family requested that the church not contact their mother.  So there were many goodbye's-- and so many that just left without saying goodbye.  It was really hard on the congregation to be in continual mourning.  We had 5 funerals in 6 weeks, at one point.  It also was hard on the church finances.. When these people left and or died, so did their support of the church.   When a church is delicate like this, having undergone so much death and sadness, the "alligators" come out.

 There are predatory members, that wait until the ultimate point of vulnerability and then take over.  That too happened at this church.

My husband provided pastoral care for all-- but could not stay the passive-aggressive actions of this contingent.  
We found another place and moved in under 3 weeks of accepting the new Call.    It was the right place, at the right time.  It is a Call.   I am happy to be near a metropolitan area again-- even though I'm still locked up with my school work.
I will try to keep better track of my life through this blogg--- that's all we can do is keep trying

Baby Elephants and Boundaries

This is who I strive to be

This is my Spirit Animal

Who says I can do this?

I do.

I just really like the look on this little elephants face.  I don't know the gender of this creature, but I say-female.

I'm tired of people telling me what I must do about matters that are simply mine to control.  I know that I must do so many things, but there is some choice for me --  there are boundaries that I set.  I have to pay bills, do housework and  school work, exercise and eat healthy.  There are logical consequences if I don't do those things. However,  if I want to caper about like a joyful baby elephant or march in the 4th of July Parade with the Vilas County Democrats--I can.  If there are those who do not employ me, that barely know me, yet gossip about me and want to impose life-changing consequences on me and my family because I set my own boundaries--

Sorry you can't do that

It's quarter to nine-- and I think I might actually understand the null hypothesis

I'm still wracking my brain about type 1 and type 2 errors

This has been a day of Statistics.  Up until now it was just Average Length of Stay, Bed count, death and autopsy rates. Last week was standard deviation, variance and correlation.

Now I got Null Hypotheses,

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t tests and more.

So I"m going to get something to drink-- watch mindless tv and try think about how it is going to snow tomorrow...

Life-- I still like it.

When no one likes you..... you have to pretend that everyone does.

Jesus does.

I'm hearing the Bunny Orchestra - What can it mean????

Sunday night well well welllll
The cast iron rats are guarding my Hot Choclate

ratties

Feel like I've been steamrollered by my course work this week.
Today's Stats test-- eek just glad it's over with

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First snow today, big

fluuffy flaaaaakksssss

I'm hearing the bunny orchestra-what can it mean???

My brain is switched off.  Piano brain is still on though.-- and I might be able to read a novel.  Maybe make more hot choclate. zzzzzzzz

Tucker, nuthatches, Cooper's Hawk and evil % signs- welcome to my world!!!

Tucker has made a statement about his dog crate.

 He just ripped the front screen-- so I have been slowly sewing it up.  So much controversy in the country, and in our little church.

I wish it was just as easy as sewing. Lots of really grouchy people.    I think that it is hardest thing-- to be joyful.

The deer are munching in the yard, I'm glad I planted the clover-- they seem disinterested in the bird feeder.  But alas for the poor Nuthatches,
they are being eaten by the Coopers Hawk that lives next to us.

My classes are Healthcare Statistics and Comparative Health records systems.  (Large Terrifying chord)I think the Stats class might kill me.  I can get the math, but am being sabotaged by % signs.
I have been playing more piano and a bit more violin.  I have had to abandon the violin for a bit, to get this school work to hit a stride.

 I am way too intense when I practice the violin.  I am much more relaxed and sloppier on the piano, flute or clarinet.  I screw up all over the place, and then laugh.  The deer react very strongly to my efforts on the clarinet!!!!

Me and Jocelyn chillin-she's a great artist!

They begin is pound the ground and the bucks wave their antlers menacingly at the front window.
So I'm a bit crashy-brain is toast.

Jocelyn is coming up for a week!!!