Fall mood swings

Case in point: yesterday started out in the 40s and had a high of 56. Today is suppose to be 69 (they had been saying 70s, but it must have dropped). Granted, this is not as big of a swing as the past few weeks, but every time I get excited about over-sized sweatshirts and hoodies, summer reappears! Found this gem on Pinterest. It fits so well! Granted, pretty much all of the awkward yeti comics* do!
 Have a great day!
Emmy

* http://theawkwardyeti.com/ 

Only a biology instructor...

Only a biology instructor would be on his way to work, see a dying deer, and think, "Hmmm, I should toss that in the back of my truck and bring him for my morning A&P 2 class to dissect." And so it went. My instructor was sad that the trooper would not let him put the buck down (he would have used an arrow to do less damage to the lungs), but was nonetheless determined to bring Mr. Bucky to school. He ended up showing up about 12 minutes late and surprised us by being glad that we had not already gotten the cats out. He asked how we felt about doing an outside dissection, and stated that he had a deer we could dissect. The only police officer in class asked if he hit a deer on his way in. The instructor said that he had found it on his way. Poor Mr. Bucky was still alive with most, if not all four, of his legs broken, and coyote damage to his back end (poor guy had been being eaten alive).  The instructor took a vote; none of us was feeling it with the cats today, plus he offered a bonus 5 points towards our next exam, so it was pretty much unanimous. He designated an area for us to meet at and then we followed him out a ways onto more wooded school property (different departments watch the populations of various animals and have game cameras scattered over this area- my instructor was a bit disappointed, they had been watching this guy). And then he went through it piece by piece. Well, the parts that were not too damaged.  It was a lot like a medical school class of centuries gone by, only with a deer instead of a stolen human corpse, and the instructor doing the work of the barber-surgeon and talking about what we saw instead of reading a book written in Latin. And it took like 40 minutes instead of 4 days. But still, some similarities existed! He also took the back straps and was quite excited when he found some empty doughnut boxes in his truck left over from one of his son's practices to put them in. This dissection went a lot quicker than the cats do. Probably because the structures are big enough to easily see! All I can say is, only a biology instructor!
 I'm at work now. I should be making flash cards to study with before next week's quiz and exam, but writing to youns is a lot more fun! I don't really have any news on the stitching front, except I am really, really itching to start doing some fall stitching! Are any of youns ready for fall stitching?
I did fix the annoying curtains from covering half of the window while open:

IV tourniquets are so versatile!

I also fixed my nail file. Then, I ran out of stuff to fix. :)

Here's some pictures of Smokey wanting to play a game with Kirst and me. We had to set up a board just for him! Not surprisingly, the power pieces were his favorites. Well, that, and Captain Hook and Maleficent. He would push Captain Hook along the board and knock Maleficent (my playing piece) down.

And here are some pictures of the sunset last night:

Technically, this was to the east- the color always starts over there, and then moves to the west.

 There really isn't too terribly much else to report. Mom had surgery on her knee last week. They took 80-85% of her meniscus out. She is doing well, but her recovery has been slightly slower than the surgeon had indicated. What have youns been up to lately?

 Happy stitching!

 Emmy

Slothilda has my motto

for this morning! Thankfully I still made it to class on time! We are currently waiting out in the hallway while our instructor sets up our quiz. 

 Wish me luck!

 Emmy

Stinketh

So, I had to go straight to church from work because we ended up getting a late call. The bad part is that I didn't get to take a shower first. Anyway, all I could think of was when Lazarus had died and Martha said "he stinketh."
 "Jesus said, Take ye away from the stone. Martha, the sister of him that was dead, saith until him, Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days." John 11:39.

So, I ended up sitting in church thinking, "Lord, I stinketh." Hey, at least he accepts the stinky people as well as the freshly bathed ones! (Although I do feel much better after my shower!)
 Happy Sunday!
 Emmy (who no longer stinketh)

My life in pictures the past few days

Hopefully the new boots arrive soon...

 Best buddy ever!

 Making sure the clothes basket is safe

 Making sure the single socks are safe.

 All is safe! Now for  the lookout post and nap post tests!

Why did Emmy put the frozen water chunk thingie in here??? Wait a minute, it floats?!?!

I hope youns have had a wonderful week and that next week goes even better!

Happy Stitching!

Emmy

Life

  If you would have told me a year ago that my phone would have pictures of sheep brains, human muscle models, and partially dissected cats, I would have told you that you were nuttier than a squirrel turd and laughed you to shame. Life sure does have a funny way of changing, doesn't it? I know that God has a plan. Granted, sheep brains and dead cats seem to be a bit odd of a way to bring it about, but that seems to be the path He is guiding me down right now. It's funny though, when you think about it. I thought I would stay where I am now at, at least career-wise. It was the goal for many, many years. I poured my blood, sweat, tears, and time into it quite literally. It was a passion that burned brightly and helped me not only survive, but thrive, on a maximum of 4 hours of sleep at night. It kept me from quitting when quitting would have made a whole lot more sense. And yet, you start to see that the dream is not all that it is cracked up to be. You begin to wonder why you chose a career that has taken a lot from you. True, it has given you a lot. It has made you stronger. It has taught you how to stop seeking other's approval. It has also shown you that even the good has a darker side. That even the darker side can still have shafts of light in it. Even a dream can have a hint of a nightmare to it. And now, I'm looking to the future with hope in my heart again. I love the work I do now. Truly I do. But sometimes, the happily ever after is not what you thought it would be. And other times, it is what you thought it to be, at least to a point, and yet, you can't settle there. You are called away by an unseen force. Sometimes, you realize that after you read the words "The End," that this was just Book 1 of a series (truly a happy thing, when you love to read, if it is a good series). The problem is, you can't see too terribly far down the road you know you are being led down. Book 2 is still being written. Shoot, you're the leading character in Book 2 and you are still surprised over the presence of lab cats and the contents of a sheep's cranium in your story. Granted, you are the main character, not the Author. The Author knows best. And sometimes, everything feels like it is falling apart when it is really falling into place. Even if it does involves the sadness of deceased kitty cats and a malodorous sheep brain. I'm curious to see what God has planned for the next chapter. I'm hoping it smells better than dearly departed animals that donated their bodies to science. And a little concerned that if these two odoriferous cohorts are involved in this chapter, what might the next hold?

Friday the 13th

So everyone is a bit antsy at work since it is Friday the 13th. Pretty sure I am the only one that is not (possibly one other as well). Here is why: for my family, Friday the 13th is a "lucky" day. You see, my folks were high school sweethearts. As the story goes, my Dad claims that he realized Mom was the one and it totally freaked him out as a highschooler. So, he did the only illogical thing he could think of- he broke up with her. They ended up getting back together on a Friday the 13th. Had they not gotten back together, they wouldn't have gotten married. And if they would not have married, myself, and Lil Nut, would not exist. Thus the reason why I like Friday the 13th. Yes, I am aware that it all happened to transpire on a Friday the 13th. I see no reason to not see it as a good day though. Especially, since I have yet to find a decent reason why people get all jumpy on it! And its fun freaking my coworkers out by saying that it is a good day for me and my family. ;) 

Total randomness, but  I saw this on my way home the other day, and it made me super happy!

Unfortunately, no stitchy progress to report from yesterday. At first, I decided to study (a mistake, but a responsible one at least!). Then, Mr. Smokey decided to use me as his pillow/bed after supper... before I could grab my stitchy stuff! He was super happy though, and I couldn't bear to disturb him.

Eyes on me, not the dead tree paper stuff

 I am back at work today. I took a nap today, which I am super happy about! I haven't been taking naps at work due to school, and have greatly regretted that decision a time or two! :) I've done my studying for the day, and I am greatly hoping that I will get some stitching in now. We are up for call now, so I am keeping my needles crossed!
 I hope that all of you have had a great day and that there will be plenty of rest for all tonight!
 Happy Stitching!
 Emmy