A TEST?

i so BADLY want to write the book that's been floating around in my head for nearly 20 years.  My darling husband constantly tells me to get it started and don't worry about finishing my college education. Just start the book already.. well, then I don't feel educated enough to write a complete sentence. 

So, today I go to sign up for my English credits and find out I have to take a PLACEMENT TEST before I can sign up. Panic set in, i lost my breath, hands started to shake and i turned red.  BREATH WOMAN. It's only a test to see if you can eek by without taking the non credit class. I also don't want to pay the college money for a class that isn't earning me credits toward my degree. Period.

so, I'll go in Saturday and take the stupid placement test and be done. I already know I'll have to take some prerequisite math class

Nothing makes my day like getting unsolicited phone calls from my children. I love it and it makes my day. I actually talked to the boy alien for 30 minutes!!  That's some sort of record :)
And I got to see Amber on Monday.. WHEEEE they make me so happy.

Welp, my kindle died last night. I'm not sure if it had it's feelings hurt because Chris mentioned something about getting me the Kindle Fire for my birthday, or what. but I was using it at the gym, went tanning, came home to do read a bit and the screen was black. I did a 30 second reset, and only half the screen appeared.  My thoughts?  The book Fifty shades of Grey, was a bit too steamy for my kindle.

I started weight training on Sunday and measurments of my arms. Who the hells bells has 39" arms?  They are freaking weapons right now. I can wave to someone and slapped upside the face on the return.  And my butt.. there is supposed to be some sort of firmness there.. right?  My word.  I discovered that muscles do exist though, because they hurt, which means I found them....and they can be toned. eventually.