He is in NZ!!! Going to the travel agent today. If he can't get home on Friday, he gave me the choice of Saturday or Thursday...I chose Thursday of course! Am just in a holding pattern waiting to find out when I can go to the airport and pick him up.

DRRR

Went to the bio-dad's last night. today he had the audacity to ask me if I was "rushing" things with Dave. Hello?!?!?!?! He's been gone for a year, no intimacy or issues of physical-ness interfering with getting to know one another. Annoyed!

Haven't heard from Dave yet. Dunno if he is in NZ or not. Let's hope he is.

I have to go to work tonight. Wonder if the ghosts will be out, as it will be Halloween morning?? Will let you know later...

Dave called today. The plane was on its way! He was going to McMurdo for the night cuz the weather over the ocean was lousy and not good for flying. So hopefully he will be in Christchurch on Saturday or Sunday (my time) at the latest. He should be home in 7 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It will be much easier for him to get off the ice from MacTown, than from the Pole.

My thesis and transcription(s) are coming along. Am happy with where its going. Going down to the University of MN tomorrow to attend a lecture with my prof and fellow linguists, then going to spend the evening with my dad and stepmom. I haven't seen them in ages so I should go there before Dave comes home.

Hope all is well in everyone's world.

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I've only got 11 days til I get to see, touch, hold (and other things) my love.

I'm watching my show "American Dreams" I love this show! I don't know why, but it reminds me of a show I used to watch when I was a kid "Rags to Riches" (I think that was the title. About 5 orphan girls in the 60's. One of them was Tischa Campbell) Anyway, its a nice escapism.

As for the thesis...I've decided to not use my old data set. Start over fresh. So I started transcribing the tapes this weekend, and I might have a different angle to approach it from. So there are alot of decisions to be made regarding what I'm gonna do with it.

I just want my love home.

Don't want to talk about the thesis issues. Have a literary review due next week that ideally will be incorporated into my first chapter of my thesis. Although I've hit a major bug already. I suppose this is what it means to actually create a research project. *sigh*

On a lighter note... Dave will be home on November 5th, so long as the weather cooperates. Here is a link to view the weather at the south pole...
http://www.cmdl.noaa.gov/obop/spo/livecamera.html
this is how I keep tabs on what Mother Nature is doing to my plans. So far it has been nice for two or 3 days now. But the weather is apt to change on a dime.

14 days and counting. Time to start making those reservations.... ;-)

Can't wait till he is home and I am living again. You know that feeling when you are with the one you love and you just feel so much more ALIVE than before. I miss that feeling.

Tomorrow is my mom's birthday.

The stepbrother is getting child protective services involved in order to get his daughter back. That happens tomorrow as well. Seems like he just knows how to ruin Mom and Dad's birthday this year without really trying.

School bites. My thesis might be self-imploding due to lack of proper foresight on my part. We will have to see.

I just want my own life back. I don't want to be living with the 'rents anymore. Yes they feed me well, but the guilt that is dished out on a daily basis sucks. The BF says he should be off the ice in 16 days. He told his renter she could stay for the month of November. My other show is starting...Dead Like Me.

GRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!

Am watching the presidential debate and have decided that Kerry is a smarmy, slithering, serpentine. His tongue comes out of his mouth and looks like the motion of a snake.

For the first time in my life I think I will vote Republican simply because Bush is a known factor and not very wishy-washy.

Kerry would only wreak havoc with our sh@#y political system and inflict more damage than good. He doesn't know what he wants or which way he'd vote unless instructed by his cabinet to do so. He is a scary prospect in the Oval Office!

I need to improve my vocabulary. I am evidently stuck in a rut by using the word "So" to begin just about every other sentence.

Right now I am watching Days of Our Lives... I am finding this whole island storyline ridiculous. Although I haven't been watching it regularly enough to really find it believeable. I just want to know why Sean is now in love with Jan and has completely forgotten about Belle. That's the only part of the story line that has me interested right now. Soaps are so unrealistic and great for escapism, but are they ever "believeable"? Once upon a time when I was eleven, I believed that how life was portrayed on tv would be how my life would be when I became an adult... Now I know the truth. But it is still a nice escape from reality.

Here's a rhetorical question, answer if you feel so inclined... If you had a check that was addressed to someone else, say your husband, would you cash it if told it was ok to do so by your mother-in-law? (Second party check with third party permission)

The situation with the step-brother is still an ongoing dilemma. Although his lawyer is working on getting him temporary custody of Breanna. It's like living in my own personal soap opera.

Here's my storyline:
I am 29 years old. Living at home while going to school for my master's and teaching license. Waiting for my boyfriend to return to civilization from his outpost on the ice. Familial problems which have the potential to overflow on a weekly basis. I only work sporadically, when I choose to do so. I tried to get a brainless job but was overqualified and couldn't even get an interview. Go figure...

Is it good luck or bad luck?

I have this beautiful antique platinum diamond-encrusted ring that was a gift from my dad and mom upon returning from Japan. Well, about 5 months ago, the center diamond popped out of the setting while I was hammering a nail into the floor. This was back when we had a small puppy who got into everything. Well half hour after I discovered it missing I found the diamond just lying on the floor not far from where the nail was. So I finally got around to taking the ring to the jeweller's in July. It was fixed. Well today while I was at school filling out paperwork in the English Office, Sue, the IEC secretary commented on how pretty my ring is, at which point I noticed that one of the small (think a bit bigger than the head of a straight pin) diamonds was gone. I figured there was no way I would find it, as it was so tiny. But about 5 minutes later, I looked at the floor and there was something sparkling up at me. Sure enough, it was my diamond! So now my mom has told me I should only wear it for good, special occassions because she doesn't know ANY woman who has lost a diamond or two out of the same ring and still recovered the diamond! So would you say it was good luck or bad luck? I am opting for the good luck. She (mom) doesn't think I can be so lucky three times. So now my beautiful if slightly flawed ring sits in a plastic bag with the itty-bitty diamond taped to a piece of paper. Perhaps, its a sign of good things to come???

On another note....

the thesis is evolving. I have to try and get in touch with a student from last year to hopefully do a longitudinal study of him and his progress with the english language. Although, I think it might be interesting to study him and his progress as well as one of his (former) classmates. The classmate was older than him and more mature and serious. So it is still evolving. Fortunately I won't be defending it until summer 2006. So I've got some time.

Only 3.9 weeks til my David is scheduled to come home. Am getting eager!!! I am long overdue for a little bit of loving, as is he. Shall be an eventful homecoming I hope!