The path I'm walking

I've been sitting here trying not to think of any more family drama to blog about. I just tried to skim through the news to find any interesting articles to write on. After finding none and deciding not to force myself to write about one, I am wondering why I picked Political Science as my major. Its sad to even ask myself this now that I'm close to graduation. Throughout high school and while I was attending a community college, history was my favorite subject. As I tried to pick a major for my college career, my counselor at Evergreen community college advised me to go with Political Science; she said since I wanted to do something in the "legal" field, Political Science is the best choice for me.  I have no regrets about choosing this major because I really enjoy exploring the different fields within Political Science. The only thing I'm contemplating is what the hell I'm going to do after I graduate. I haven't been involved in any clubs or nonprofit organizations. It's not because I don't want to, I just don't have the time. Anxiety is at an all time high for me right now. I thought I wanted to be a lawyer, but I don't see law school in the plans for me at this moment. Its tough as it is to be attending college and taking care of a family at the same time. Four more years of school is not very appealing. I've always wanted to be a teacher (don't know exactly what subject yet), but I changed my mind because I've been told what salary to expect if I chose this profession. I know now that this isn't true because I could always aim for teaching at the college level if I wanted a bit more income. But this would mean I'd have to get a Ph.D. So, I would still need four to six more years of school to accomplish this. What lies in my plans after I graduate is to jump on the private sector wagon and get any type of business job. Hopefully, I could work in human resources and a Political Science degree is something the prospective company would accept. This seems more logical to me because my husband wants to return back to school to get his Masters. He has a B.S. in MIS (Management Information Systems). We are blessed because he found employment as an engineer in this scary recession. I'm fortunate to not be working right now. Hmm, well...in a way I am. Being a stay-at-home mom is work. I was thinking if I had a full time job, I'd be failing in all of my classes. The last job I had before I was a stay-at-home mom was working as an administrative assistant at Yahoo Inc. One of the reason's why I wanted to return back to school, was I once scheduled an interview for a high school buddy of mine for a position at Yahoo. I'm a high school graduate. She graduated from college and was offered a position that I knew I was also capable of doing. I guess you could say I was a little envious of her and my job as an administrative assistant seemed to be monotonous and boring. I needed a bigger challenge. Speaking to other colleagues on my team, there was not much room for upward mobility because I had no seniority. I thought school was the faster way. So, four years later...here I am. This is the path I chose. The path I'm walking.

vocab:    

pacifistic:
opposed to war.

monistic materialism:    
the philosophical concept which sees the unity of matter in its globality. For the materialistic monist the cosmos is “one” and comprehensive, then a “one-all” made up of parts such as its effects. The matter is then originary and cause of all reality.


 

Soul Food

Last night I made a special dinner for my family. My mom and her husband wanted to come over because its been a while since they've seen their grand kids. I started prepping dinner around 2:00, because making pot roast takes a while for the meat to get tender. I seared the meat, then slow cooked it for about 4 hours in tomato sauce, chicken broth, and red wine. Later I added carrots, celery, garlic, and onion. Ever seen the movie Soul Food? Besides all the drama in that movie, I like how "Big Mama" makes a point when she talks about family dinners. She said cooking comes from the soul. Translation: the dinner table, cooking, and the food brings families together. Hopefully, they could bond in a positive way. Big Mama tries to emphasize cooking in good spirits and serving and eating the food will most likely turn out to end in polite conversations (maybe even happy ones).

I may have proved Big Mama's theory about cooking in good spirits to be invalid. Last nights dinner could have turned out to be really ugly and awkward. At the dinner table, out of left field my mom's husband turned to me and said, "You got fat." After he said this, he went back to eating while my mom tried to console me. In her nervous laugh she tells me "no your not." I decided to ignore the comment and pretend like I was listening to the switch of subject made by my mom.  I was thinking: Wow. Can he be any more rude? I wanted to tell him to get the F up out of my house and stop eating my food. A ton of retaliation comments about him were flying though my mind: "Thanks Billy for reminding me that I am gaining weight, but at least I could shed the pounds by working out. In your case, it's not so easy to change your face. Aww, what a pity. Oh, by the way, you've bragged about how much overtime you've put in at work, but how can $42 dollars really make a difference to your paycheck? And when will you pay us back for the money mom borrowed from us because you can't afford your rent? Of course you wouldn't know how many times mom has asked us for money because your loser a** just doesn't make enough to provide for just the two of you. She doesn't want you to know, so you wouldn't feel how big of a loser you really are. Your side job of being a "salad master" is going to fail. You're lucky my mom even gave you the time of day."

But, fortunately my husband gave me "the look". In last night's case the look was pretty much telling me to calm down and please don't yell at this poor soul. My husband told me you can't argue with ignorance. So, that's why my husband didn't come to my defense. This isn't the first time my mom's husband made rude comments. He's done it to other members of my family as well. When he received a mouthful from them, he would just laugh. So, I don't even think he'd be offended if we were to belittle him. He's just this pompous arrogant prick.

 For the most part I enjoyed seeing my mom but not so much her stupid husband. I actually don't feel guilty about saying this. I want to send my blog link to his email. haha! My mom's husband really needs to know how much of a jacka** he is.

vocab:

peevish:  irritable, testy

acquiesce: agree with some reluctance

Falling asleep

Okay, thank God I remembered to do this. There is way too much going on this week:  Papers due and midterms. (sigh) I'm starting to feel big time pressure. I can't quit now. I have to stay on it. Keep my eyes OPEN. I'm too lazy to make a damn cup of coffee. Get up Nette, get up. Why am I so tired?
Just two more pages...you could do it!

Anyway, its my 5th year wedding anniversary with the hubbs this coming Saturday. Guess where we're going?

Check it out:

http://www.kiwicollection.com/hotel-detail/le-meridien-bora-bora

 Ha! Yeah, right. We don't got it like that. And yes, I'm hating on the couples who do "have it like that."
 We don't have definite plans yet, but I'm sure we'll figure something out. I'm just happy to be with him:)

Tootles and goodnight world! Sleep has won.


Vocabulary words:

epistemology: 
Noun:The theory of knowledge, esp. with regard to its methods, validity, and scope.

quixotic:
Adjective: Exceedingly idealistic; unrealistic and impractical: "a vast and quixotic project".