Taming the Testosterone

Are There Bags Under My Eyes?

2011-09-13T07:18:00.000-05:00

Here's what we are dealing with right now:

You might think it sounds nuts, but the lunar cycle affects Teen Angel's sleep in a big way. He was up at 4:30 this morning, just as perky as if he had had twelve hours of sleep. Maybe he's part werewolf. Perhaps I should change his name to "Teen Wolf?"

He is getting pretty hairy these days, being a teenager and all. We'll put that decision on the back burner.

ttyl,
Janet

For the Love of Butter

2011-09-08T11:26:00.000-05:00

Mmmmm...butter. Life would not be complete without the creamy deliciousness that is real butter. I'm making this chicken again tonight. You seriously have to try it. I think I'll put a salad on the table to make myself feel better.

Lunch date with My Main Squeeze today. Those are just too few and far between these days and I am looking forward to it. Woohoo!

Now I must finish reading A Room of One's Own. Teenager, be warned: when you leave home, your room is mine!

ttyl,
Janet

College Considerations

2011-09-07T08:00:00.004-05:00

Here at the House of Testosterone, we are on a countdown to college. The Teenager has visited a few colleges, namely UMKC, Mizzou, and Kettering (in Michigan). We have another visit lined up in November, at Missouri S&T in Rolla. His favorite by far at this point in the game is Mizzou. I happen to work with a Mizzou alumnus at my new job and he passed on some tickets to their football home opener that was last Saturday. Super nice of him! Here's a pic of the guys outside of the stadium:

They had a great time, but it was really hot that day. 95 degrees! Yikes!

The Teenager took our flip cam and shot some video of the game. Here's an excerpt:

So, thanks again for the tickets, M. In a year or so, The Teenager might be sitting in the student section!

ttyl,

Janet

My Other Class

2011-09-06T13:48:00.000-05:00

In addition to Biology 101 (with lab), I also have a Women's Literature class. While I am not fond of the teacher so far, the material is proving to be interesting. I have decided that I am lucky to be a woman in this era and in this country. I was not forced to marry at an early age, marry someone I did not know, or marry at all (if I did not want to). I have access to birth control and can control the decision about whether to procreate. I do not feel compelled to abort a baby because it will not be a son just because boys are viewed as more important than girls. I have the choice to have a career outside the home or not. I am lucky to have had women come before me and fight for those rights. I hope I never forget that.

ttyl,
Janet

Biology Might Not Be So Bad

2011-09-02T21:58:00.000-05:00

I have to take Biology (with a lab) to graduate. If you know me at all, you know that science is not my strong area. Give me a little Shakespeare. I'll take Jane Austen any day. Any of the Bronte sisters will do. But science? Not my first choice.

That being said, I have taken three quizzes and have not done so bad. I scored 80% on my pre-test, which surprised me. Tonight I took two lab quizzes; 9/10 on one and 10/10 on the other. Maybe I have less to worry about than I thought. I didn't even have help from my resident science-y type hubby.

Take that, Biology 101!

ttyl,
Janet

2011-09-01T10:10:00.000-05:00

It's officially the start to a new year of my life. Yesterday was my 42nd birthday. Getting older has not thrilled me, historically, like many people, but I have to admit that I looked into the mirror this morning after pulling on shorts and a t-shirt and thought, "Hey, that's not bad for 42." There was no exclamation point after that in my head, just a matter-of-fact statement. My thoughts about what 40-whatever should look like in the mirror have definitely changed over the years. I remember thinking 30 was over the hill when I was a teenager. I really did have a mental problem with turning 30. It was tough on my psyche. I'm not sure I was thrilled with 40 either, but it seems to be getting less difficult as I inch away from the decade mark. I freely stated my new age to anyone who asked yesterday and it felt good. One of my new coworkers even said, "You are so young." I'm not sure about young, but that did make me feel good. Some days I feel younger than others.

So, checked off my to-do list for the day:

work out - check
eat healthy breakfast - check
email/FB - check
a little French practice - check

on to homework...

ttyl
Janet