moving on. sort of.

I feel a bit squeamish about that post yesterday.  I don't mean to make it sound like I've spent my whole life lying to people.  It's just that I'm not a very outgoing person, so it is often easier for me to leave things unsaid that it is to say them.  No worries, I'm not going to turn into someone who is constantly stirring up controversy and starting arguments-- that holds no appeal for me.  I'm just trying to learn to say my piece when it needs to be said.  The moment with my mom was simply another layer in learning what that means.  That's all.

Oddly, I feel more comfortable being controversial here than I do in person--odd, because really this is a much more public forum than I would ever have in real life.  And since you know how tormented I get about posting anything controversial, that should tell you something about how willing I am to argue in real life. :-)  Maybe it's because nobody really argues with me here-- every time I think I'm stirring up a hornets' nest, it turns into a big nothing.  Y'all either agree or are extremely polite.

So what else is going on.  The revisions to my thesis, believe it or not, are still ongoing-- I was sick, then we were waiting to hear from one of my committee members, and then my advisor was sick, and then things came up around here, etc etc etc.  The absolute drop-dead final date is Friday, so it will be done by then.  I was starting to get discouraged earlier this week, because it seems so never-ending-- surely no one has ever had to do this many rounds of revisions before.  But the last e-mail from my advisor yesterday was actually very complimentary, so maybe this is more typical than I realize.  And also, I think usually revisions are done before the defense, and because of scheduling conflicts, I didn't start mine till after.

Whatever.  It's almost over.  I'm almost to the point where I don't care about it anymore, I just want it to be done.

I finally made it to see Les Mis on Monday afternoon.  Good movie.  Film.  Even though I knew I would like the music, I wasn't sure I wanted to sit through three hours of gripping melodramatic trauma-- too much tension in real life at the moment, I suppose.  But to my surprise, it went by pretty quickly.  I am often antsy during long films, so I was glad about that.  And after reading all the disparaging comments about some of the vocal talent, I was surprised to find that they really weren't that bad.  Maybe not Broadway quality, but not nearly as bad as I was expecting after reading some of the reviews.

BeaN family gossip:  Nell is off to her first interview for medical school admissions today, she's driving today and the interview is tomorrow.  Wish her well and say a prayer!  MadMax is home sick today.  Dean is headed off deep sea fishing with his dad next week.  Sadie had an accident inside for the first time in six weeks last night, dangit.  The chickenz are still laying 4-5 eggs per day, and I kind of wish they'd stop.  I can't keep up!