
My youngest daughter is turning 19 next week. I can't fathom it. She is so low key I can only speculate whether this is a day she wants celebration or not. She said, "What's 19...it's not 18, and it's not 20." Couldn't have said it better myself! Maybe a surprise BD party, maybe not. Depends on her work schedule! Plan to go to Boise next weekend too to celebrate James' BD and one of Alexa's older step sister's BDs--they share Feb. 4. Heard Boise is to get four inches of snow today. Again, we shall see. I would like to take the Nissan car out and go a little fast for a little while. Ease the car parked in the garage but still making payments blues a bit.
School: I have learned more in two weeks that I have in years. I love most of it. Read the first American novel called Edgar Huntly by Edward Brockton Brown. Convaluted but interesting style. I abhored it initially and enjoyed it at the end. Watching films and reading their book of origin and discussing. Very enjoyable and easily my favorite class. The teacher is so well prepared and you tell she loves getting paid for her love. Charlie Chaplin, City Lights was superior and we are finishing The Wild Ones with Marlon Brando today. It's The Graduate next. Biology is my challenge. And more.
The days are going by with speed again; I am grateful for having more purpose and a busy schedule. It's worth so much.
On the agenda for the weekend: NOTHING! Kindle reading catch up time!
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