Who took my life-jacket?

I did not do well in one of my courses which is already over at this point in the semester. I didnt fail but lets just say- I skinned by by the hair on my teeth. Frankly, I'm in shock over it. During orientation they warned us not to be grade obsessed and get all upset over less that optimal grades; with that said you never think that is going to be you when your sitting in your first week of vet school. Sure, sure, some poor chap will get bad grades and that sad sucker shouldn't feel bad about it, but hey thats not going to be you so just file that in the back of your brain somewhere and move along.
Then when reality comes and slaps you upside your head- you realize despite studying for hours and hours for an exam you just didnt get the grade you wanted or deserved and it is absolutely painful....and humilitating.

Quotes of the week

Point and shoot.....the way to remember what portion of the nervous system controls ejaculation > the parasympathetic

High, dry and tight.....the description of a FM animal when she is not ready to breed....not preferred unless you are a young, adolescent male. LOL

I LOVE VETSCHOOL!

Playing catch up

When I started this blog, I thought it would be a good way to record the next 4 years of my life. What I'm finding is that the next 4 years will be 1. filled with fun, new, interesting events that I want to remember and share every detail about and 2. so busy that I will unsuccessfully attempt to document even a third of what actually happened in vet school.
With this in mind, I have pledged to try and write at least weekly the highlight and lowlight of my week. Third week of vet school;

Highlight: Friday we got our cadaver dogs and it was udderly fantastic to do something with my brain and hands other than listen to leactures and type notes.

Lowlight: a. Bombed histo quiz number one and b. my buddy didn't get voted class president despite being the best person for the job.

Fully Orientated

As the sun set on our last day of freshman orientation, we were tasked with developing skits demonstrating example conflicts and the appropriate resolution techniques covered throughout the week. Our ten groups each made valient efforts and amused us all. There was the DISH soap info-mercial complete with Willie Hays (ie Billie Mays), a Dr. Phil talk show, Twix commercial and our group's Survivor Athens parody. It was a great ending to an exhausting week; after which all I can say is I'm actually looking forward to hitting the books.

Lesson 1 (aka Orientation: Day 1)

Things I learned today.

1. Rule 6: Don't take yourself so seriously
2. When in doubt always refer to rule 6
3. Its actually fun to be in a room full of people you dont know (but want to know)
4. In an attempt to participate in discussions, DO NOT become that person who never shuts up
5. Always check your horoscope BEFORE you leave the house.

Today's Aries horoscope:

You have been handed a "Get Out of Jail Free" card and now you cannot wait to use it. But don't be in too much of a hurry, or you'll just find yourself back in trouble. Even if you feel as carefree as a bird, it's not a good time to see how high you can fly. Start off slowly at first; real experience is much better than false confidence.

Moving on UP

YIPPEE! WE HAVE A GEORGIA HOUSE! Also our house here as a ratified contract and will be closing a month after schools starts. What a huge blessing and relief that my family will be able to join me in only 3 weeks after school starts. The house wasnt our first choice but I think its a good fit and we will be happy there for the next four years. Praise God.

Mommy Loves U

My date of departure grows ever closer. I found a house (or a room rather) to live in for school until our housing situation resolves. I'm renting a room from a divorced lady and her 2 kids. This is interesting since my own children will be 600 miles away. We put an offer on a house in GA and then received an offer on our house on basically the same day. I don't dare assume things are settled, but things are looking up. God is working through the details and I have feel a strange calm that things are going to work out. Perhaps its now safe to take a deep breathe and enjoy the anticipation of my first year. I'm off to pack up my clothes and spend some quality time with my kids and husband. It will be increasingly more emotional as the date of departure grows closer. How will I ever be able to look my children in the face and say goodbye? I just want to hug and kiss you all the time; as if some how I can save it all up for the impending dearth. Mommy loves you, darling.