Just when I think we’ll get a reprieve from the onslaught of cold and cold and…freezing rain tomorrow morning from 6am to 11am. I have TONS of time to finish my homework for Spanish, Developmental Psych and Western Civ. It’s frustrating to be doing re-runs for college (I took the advanced Western Civ my senior year in high school and while that was over 23 years ago, ancient history hasn’t changed much.). Oddly enough, the one course that is really ringing my bells is another repeat: Elementary Spanish. I took four years of it in high school and it doesn’t get old or boring or even slightly tedious. Maybe I need to take a side-trip down interpreter lane and get myself a 2 year certification before the bachelor’s in psychology. I’m so YOUNG, or so those in their 70s tell me. I have tons of time.
And, in the meantime, a bit of fire for ice…
and a cat (of two) for comic relief…
and a Rilke poem to thaw any heart and remind me of those loves more piercing precious…
“Extinguish my eyes, I’ll go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, I’ll go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.
Break off my arms, I’ll take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain with fire,
I’ll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.”
Rainer Maria Rilke (Wow, one intense man! This poem’s said to be excluded from his poetry to God…some divine human moved him that much.)
J. Ruth Kelly 
cozy and lovely,
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a Happy award 4 u,
Happy Saturday!
Jingle…thank you. Big hugs. Your encouragement is a balm…
Another psych major agreeing with the development psych assessment. 🙂 Poem is incredible! Fire looks pretty good too.
yezzzz…come one come all! too bad for the developmental psych profs!!! 😉
warm and cozy inside at least.
lovely post.
at least. at most. at somewhere in-between. thank you for the visit. it looks like i’ll be stuck with fire to combat ice for a while now.
Do your kids (or you) have a Nintendo DS? The have good language games for that system. I really like the “My Japanese Coach” game I have. Something to think about. 😉
I wish! And not. My kids love xbox and they have it at their father’s place. And it’s begun to be my job to re-acquaint them with the use of their hands in the “real” world. But times like these, with ice and snow, I do wish I had such. We use to but it broke (and I did a little dance of glee!). Oiy…you always want whatcha don’t got!
😉
Well, it sounds like flash cards for you then. 😉 Too bad. The games are really good–I did a review on them at http://www.closerlookbmg.blogspot.com. You might be able to get an older one (just for you of course) for cheaper than the newer DS stuff. The game should be really cheap used.
Oiy! Flash cards! 😉 I miss the DS, actually. We’d bought it used and it served us well for a while. One of these days we’ll catch up with the rest of the world!
Buenas noches mi amiga, ummm, er … weather mal (bad?), fireplace and cat adorable and so alluring, poem … who can argue with Rilke’s passion? As for Western Civ and D. Psych … endure, all I can say. LOL P.S. My Spanish has also completely evaporated from disuse, although I could likely still get the gist of anything you’d write perhaps — I can still read and comprehend more than I could ever write or speak.
buenas tardes…es muy mal! more freezing rain in less than 48 hours…argh! I’m enduring…thanks for the encouragement and the drop-in. One of my favorite responses in español is “no se” which means “I don’t know!!” I feel as though this is what I’m mastering…the “no se” life! ;0) Be well…
that fire looks absolutely gorgeous
it’s an old house and, as such, should have such things as an absolutely gorgeous fireplace for an equally gorgeous fire. otherwise, it’s become quite a pain in the arse. 1949 darling ole cottage with a roaring great fire…ire … ire … ;0)
I’m so jealous that you’re taking Spanish classes. I loved Spanish. I took 6 semesters of it at the University of Minnesota and aced every class. Then I stepped away from it for ten years and I can now remember about 10 words, and none of the verb conjugations. And now that I’m living in New Mexico where EVERYbody speaks Spanish, I am feeling like such a broken-winged bird! My command of the language is just under the surface, ready to be polished again! Everything here is written twice- once in English, once in Spanish, so that helps. Wish I were taking that class with you. We could practice. 🙂 On the flip side, I do NOT envy you your Developmental Psych class. For some reason I HATE that class. Probably because I’ve had to take 3 variations of it throughout my college years. And I don’t have children so… yawn…. 😉 Love ya, Kristy
Good god. I’m so glad to hear a psych major hates developmental psych too! And I have kids! What’s wrong with me?! I think it’s that I’ve been down this road so many times already with my own thinking and exploring the theories of the psych masters that I’m fed up with it. Bored. Yawn. Blah. Is this as deep as we go? That’s what I wonder when I’m sitting there. And “why no Maslow?!” Skip Freud! Give me Maslow! And we know how kids generally develop but this stuff only barely begins to scratch the surface! (i know…it’s suppose to get more interesting later) The internal world of one person alone is so complex. We have theories upon theories and in the final analysis it comes down to a practitioner’s ability to be fully with herself, to be objectively with humanity, to be objectively with one unique individual without judgement, without losing the significance of the subjective experience and with all the creative compassionate juice possible. They don’t teach you that at most (any?) universities.
Immerse yourself in Spanish again…you’ll be a champ in a flash. I should do a post in Spanish to see who can interpret it. Believe it or not, where I live you cannot go half a mile without encountering a Spanish-speaking transplant. I figure they can master two languages, I’d sure like to try.
oxo…