This morning finds us waking up to Erica in tears. One of the four remaining baby bunnies has died. They are 12 weeks now, and we’ve already given away two of them. And now we only have three left. Our lost pal was an adorable solid black except for some white toes on one front paw. He was a snuggler and I feel sad that one of our babies is gone. He was soaking wet, and so now I feel horrible, because one of our water bottles broke and let all the water go into the litter tray beneath the cage. I haven’t had the time in the last two days to clean it out. I can only imagine that the little guy just couldn’t get dry enough. We have a house in the cage that most of them like to sleep on the top of, but for whatever reason, this little guy could not dry off. I feel absolutely horrible, so after cleaning up the cage, I made sure there were some blanket type fabric in there for them to snuggle with.

After letting Erica have a good cry, we get her ready for picture day…only to find her hair full of lice. So I take my electric lice comb and send it through the hair, and then told her sternly not to hug anyone or get near peoples coats and whatnot. If it had not been picture day I would have kept her home, but there’s not much you can do about eggs until you get the shampoo. And I want to know who said lice could become resistant to poison. (grrrr)

School goes great, my algebra teacher is a crack up. Some of the ways she teaches math I think are more complicated then it needs to be, but I’m doing fine. We have our first test on Friday. She puts me in a good mood with her sarcastic humor and it’s a good way to start off the day. I got my second history test back to find myself with 7 points out of 10, which I’m pleased with. And in writing I have this essay I’m working on. It’s about The Simpsons and how this show deals with the subject of religion. I did NOT pick this topic. Well actually I guess I did. There were four choices and I wasn’t interested in writing about reality tv, which the other choices were dealing with.

There is a problem with being one of the oldest members of this class, I have developed opinions based on alot of life experience. So when my first draft was critiqued by two other students, they gave it back and said I really liked this or I really liked that. There was no, “this is confusing” or ” you need to make this point better”, which was the point of the excercise. Great, fine , thank you, what the hell? I know there are problems which need fixing, but it would be helpful if I had a little feedback that gave me some ideas.

Ah, the adventures of college when your 30.

I had a good meeting with my bride for this weekend. We met at a starbucks and I had to drag my son, since I couldn’t pick him up and take him home and still make it too my meeting. We walked through her reception and gave her a feel for how the night should flow. Fortunately she agreed that my preferred way of running it matched with what she was wanting to do anyway. But apparently an Aunt was trying to make trouble.

*start rant*
Come on guys, receptions are not that complicated. I did a Dj event this last weekend for a pumpkin patch, but it was a last minute job because my bride for that week “wanted a guy dj instead” so there was some last minute shuffling. Man am I glad I got to switch, I had looked at her planning sheet. She wanted to spread all her protocols out over the evening.

Here’s a clue dear brides: Stringing along your protocols to make people stay WON’T WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After dinner your going to lose a good third of your group. Happens everytime, doesn’t matter how good the party is. Some poeple do not want to dance. They will stay just long enough to see the cake and stuff, but as soon as that dancfloor opens, they are gone. If you don’t do all your protocols up front, they just leave feeling mad that they didn’t see what they came for. It’s not hard, here’s a simple order of protocols that works best for me: After dinner, say 20 minutes after the last person has gone through the buffet for the first time, start the toast. Move onto the cake, then come the protocol dances, then I suggest doing your tosses and then a money dance if you want to do one, then open the dance floor. Your photographer is happy, your gramas and grampas are happy to see you dance and eat cake and you are now done to have fun and enjoy the party. And if you have a Dj, it’s his/her job to make sure that your event runs smoothly, from start to finish, so that you don’t have to worry. If your not going to get that from your Dj, you’ve been robed.
*rant*

The sad part about this particular bride’s reception was that she’s a wedding coordinator. She should have known better. I don’t know how it went, and I don’t really want to, but if it didn’t go well, it’s going to reflect badly on her ability to pull off a good event.

I then had some church stuff which was fine, got lots of compliments about how much weight I’ve lost. I must have really been a porker…geesh. But I guess 35lbs is alot of weight.

I then spent the evening pleasantly chatting with friends online. Frock is doing much better, his ex called him and they said what they needed to, and his new job wants him to start two months early. WOOT! So he’s got some closure and a new life that is starting two months earlier then planned. Which is great, he was feeling stuck, now he can start moving onward.

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