Happy Birthday to Me
So today I woke up with glee “It’s my birthday!!” but that only lasted for literally 6 seconds because I then realized “Ugh, it’s my birthday…” I have officially crossed over the 25 mark, to … OLD! I will never have my young 20′s back, and sadly I wasted them a bit, so today is kind of a sad day for me. Oh well, now that I’m officially an adult, I suppose I should start acting like one!
Warm and Fuzzy
Not sure what I want to say with this picture, but it connected with me on a warm and fuzzy level. It’s a very “Stacy” type of picture!
Patience
“Patience is the ability to idle your motor when you feel like stripping your gears.”
Barbara Johnson
Hmm this force field might help too!

So for about a month now I have been waiting for a special letter in the mail. It was an admissions decision on whether or not I would get into a Master’s program in L.A. for Educational Counseling. I was so excited! I had finally gone against all reason and doubt, and done what I wanted to do! I was ready to go! Move me tomorrow, I will take my pillow and toothbrush and be content! But it didn’t work out like that. I waited…

And waited…
And then my head started hurting, ugh. Oh owe! It really hurt, and would not get better, dang stress! I felt like a big fat cat had been sitting on my head for a month, quite content to let me suffer.
Then my vision went all funky!
So I went to the doctor and got an MRI. Turned out it wasn’t a cat, it was a neurological disorder: Idiopathic intracranial hypertension
(if you want to know what it is, Google it!)
The doc gave me these great happy pills, and I can now see and my head doesn’t hurt any more!
I also got my letter (turned out to be an email) and was accepted in the great and wonderful school of Azusa!
But it took time.
And I didn’t like it!
But I had a friend.
Patience.
This last month has been tough, and my constant companion, like that fat cat, has been Patience. She (yes, I’m calling Patience a She) has been with me for over a month, calming me and soothing me, controlling my crazy Stacy attacks. She was a good friend, even though she was heavy on my mind, she helped me maintain my sanity.
Patience is a virtue… and a counselor, a companion, a friend, and protector!
A corny “hello blog world” poem!
A Blog?
A Blog?
What Shall I do with a Blog?
Write a Rhythm
a poem, a rhyme
Post corny, adorable pics of my dog?
A Blog
A Blog
What Shall I do with a Blog…






