What to do…what to do?

Amusing the photographer, Tesla

I have a few days left of fall break before it’s back to classes.  My weekend flew by with Dale and Tesla.  Tesla and I spent a good portion of Friday painting.  I painted my sculpture for art class.  We had to do a figurative piece that had personal meaning.  I created a self-portrait and painted it to reflect emotion.  We did not paint my car again like we did this day when boredom struck….hard.  http://wp.me/p1j2Ur-lV.  We spent the day with Aunt Suzie and Blaine.  Dale met us at Pinchot Park and we had a nice time.  I kept sticking Suz with Ying patrol.  He annoys her.  I laugh.

So today I have quite a list of things to accomplish:

1. Find Tesla’s dance leotard.  John already let me a message this morning because I didn’t send it Friday or this morning.  I don’t know what the heck Tesla did with the leotard or the t-shirt she had on when I picked her up from Heather.  That was the same night Heather refused to let Tesla keep her leopard stuffed animal in her bedroom at John’s.

2. This goes along with number one.  Put away all the clean laundry from the weekend.  I have 3-4 baskets of clothes.  I’ve lost count.  I only do laundry on the weekends to save on electric.  If it’s nice out, I even hang sum up to dry.  Dale thinks I’m crazy as he just drys everything.

3.  Work on my literature class presentation on “The Hellbound Heart” and the movie, Hellraiser, by Clive Barker.  I am trying to make a slideshow picture to accompany the selected portions of the book I will read aloud to class.  I love to do presentations and take front center stage…I mean class.

4. Spanish a presentation as Carl Brady with my daughters Marsha and Cindy.  Marsha is Kristin James http://www.facebook.com/kristinmischelle.  Cindy is Olivia Sederstrom. http://www.facebook.com/osederstrom.  We are having fun with this and I will eventually blog about our presentation.

5. Religion:  Cult writing.  Might blog it online.  Any suggestions out there on wtf I can write…I have many ideas:  Lady Gaga as a type of disciple.  A really wacky one with Illuminated symbols, Satanic symbols.  The “Text” in The Lady’s Guide Stones, located in GA.  At the Georgia Guide Stones are the text inscribed in many languages. http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/02/26/the-georgia-guidestones/ I actually wrote about those long before I even knew I was enrolling in this NRMs class.  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/29/gender-roles-in-new-religions/

6.  Kitchen: put away clean dishes.  (Dale washes all the dishes.  That is so awesome because I hate getting my hands wet.)  Mop floor, clear of island, finishing clearing the table.

7.  Clear coffee table of school books.  vacuum.

8. Paint my second sculpture.  I haven’t named it yet.  Will post pictures of the process.

9.  Read Sunday’s paper.  Was so busy at Pinchot Park I didn’t get to read much of it.

10.  Blog about Pinchot Park yesterday and the chainsaw carving I took pictures of all weekend.  It’s located on Druck Valley Road.

Will attempt the whole list.

Tommorrows another day,

~P.

Christian

An art classmate of mine named Christian is a unique, intelligent person.  I had met him at a Fourth of July party at Mark and Kristin Hoke’s house.  He tagged along with a friend (party crasher) and I never learned his name that night.  Everyone referred to him as “McLoven” and he just laughed along with the rest of us.

That fall I found myself sitting across from “McLoven” in creative writing class.  He wrote a crazy and silly story titled Gerhard Wintsler: Chicken Snatcher.  The class enjoyed his circus story and with Christian’s permission, I will post it on my blog in the near future.

This fall, I found myself sitting beside “McLoven” in art class.  He can not resist picking on me and I get a huge kick out of him.  Today he felt the need to comment on my age multiple times and I threatened to write about him in my blog.  He didn’t seem scared until I mentioned his nickname.

On lunch break, the cafe’s credit card machine was down and I didn’t have my student ID to pay for my coffee and bagel.  Christian insisted on paying for it and I said “Awww see you are nice to me!”  He immediately denied this, of course.

When we got back to class and he resumed his constant chatter, changing his mind what his sculpture looked like multiple times.  The sculptures we are working on are not supposed to look like anything, so I’m not sure why he was so worried about it.  He slipped back into “pick on Pattie” mode and I said in front of our classmates, “I think you like me and that’s why you pick on me.  You even bought my lunch.”

“Oh no!” he said, quickly denying the thought.  “You are not in my age group!” he explained.

“Really?” I asked in a serious tone.  “I’m 31, so I guess I am to old for your age group.”

He paused and said, “Oh, that’s not old.”

I don’t know how I should feel about our conversation.  Happy that he believes I am 31 years old, or bad because otherwise, I am old.

Like fine wine…getting better with age,

~P.

Skinny Dipping

Flashback to the late 80’s in West York.  I spent quite a bit of my summer in West York at Dawn Fidler’s (Wolf) grandmother’s house.  A nearby neighbor was Lewis (Skip) Crone.  Dawn introduced me to Skip and he hung out or rode bikes with us.

Skip and I had a brief confrontation one day.  I don’t remember what it was about but he pushed me over on my bike.  That really pissed me off!  I jumped up and punched him in the stomach.  He made a slight “umpf” sound and bent over a bit, covering his bellybutton area with his hands.  After that we got a long just fine.  Perhaps too fine.

In my journal dated July 5, 1988 I wrote:

Skip called me about 11 AM (I was in West York with Dawn) and invited me over to swim.  I went to his house and swam for a while.  His mom left shortly after and he asked me to skinny dip.  We did and that’s the second time I ever went and was is the first time in broad daylight.  I think he wanted to do it in his pool, but I didn’t.  Wt went inside his house then and he wanted to do it in his room.  I said no because I wanted my first time to be with Phil Grim.  Skip said “ok” but wasn’t to happy about it.   ~P.

This was also the first “live” penis I ever saw….LMAO

That is so funny and cute to me.  Even funnier is, Skip’s wife is sitting here at the table with me.  Love ya Kymmie!

Oh, the silly things in my journals,

~P.

Yearbook to Facebook visits 1989: Bailey, Harlacker and Hitt

This edition didn't exist in 1989

There are so many friends I want to blog about!  I’m doing this randomly through the pages of 1986-1989 Dover Highschool yearbooks!

First on the list is Lori Bailey.  Her married name is Lori Mitzel.

Those big hair days

Lori (or as I called her, Lolla) wrote this:

Easy to scan then retype 🙂

Lori also wrote and drew in my journals from Creative Writing class with Mrs. Ney.  Here is some of Lori’s adorable sketches:

Lori doodles in my journalDoodles more...

Dear Lori,

We had some awesome times in highschool.  We laughed more than we cried and shared secrets daily.  Typing class was fun with you there!  Those typewriters were such dinosaurs!  I’ll never forget our canoeing trip with Mike King.  I wish I could find the picture of you canoeing, but it’s still packed up somewhere.  I bet if I look there is a picture of you attending my wedding to Gary Bonawitz.  It would be awesome to get together with our journals and stories!

Laptop only.. no typewriter,

Pattie

 

Second on the list is Tracy Harlacker.  She doesn’t seem to have a Facebook page, or is hiding.  Haha!

Shout it girl!

Tracy writes in my 1988 yearbook:

Pattie,

   Hey, only one more crazy year!  Yea!  How did we make it this far?  Lunch was great, you never failed to make it interesting, gross, thrilling, fun, etc. and sometimes all at once!  I’m so glad we had some good long talks.  We’ve got to have more of them.  You’ve helped me through some depressing times; Thanks!  You know you can talk to me whenever and believe it or not I’ll understand!!! 

Keep your bright smile and humor and they’ll take you places.  Remember the musicals and the cast parties (or should I remember them?!?)  Anyway, Best Wishes for a bright successful future and a fun Senior year.  May God hold you in the palm of His Hand!

Love,

Tracy 🙂

Ever so helpful during the musicals

Tracy,

We DID have some great times in highschool!!  The musicals were the bomb!  The after play parties where so harmless (well, for the most part) and you were so uptight!  You always had one eye on me to make sure I wasn’t too flirty with someone.  LOL  Not terribly long ago I talked to your mom.  I think I have your e-mail and if not, I can get it.  I know your Momma!  Makes it easy!  Your family was so much more civilized than mine.  Hanging out at your house made life simple.  We talked about what we wanted to do with our lives.  I don’t recall what my heart was set on, but you wanted to be a truck driver.  You know what I thought?

This chick is nuts…..a truck driver?  Ok, maybe I didn’t think you were nuts, but I DID think you could be doing something other than driving a truck for a living.  You were smart and funny, pretty and outgoing.  You believed in God and followed the Ten Commandments much better than I.  🙂  I am thinking you probably are not driving trucks these days.  What are you doing Tracy?!

Still picking my frizz,

Pattie

Wrapping up this blog is Laura Hitt. http://www.facebook.com/Laura.E.Hitt  She writes many memories in my yearbook:

She took a whole page!

Birthday sleep over

Dear Laura,

We have so many memories!  Just glancing through my journals I came across quotes by you or about you.  All of them are pretty funny!

“I dreamed Mr. Wynegar’s girlfriend tried to kill me.”  ~Laura

Geez Laura….you think that might be due to all our lusting back in the day?  ~Pattie

“I told Neal how you told Laura off yesterday and he said I wanna meet this girl.” ~Jodie Fisher

Guess I was mad at you that day…~Pattie

“So why is everyone being a bitch to me today?” ~Laura  “I don’t know, Laura” ~Pattie

And I still don’t…or don’t remember.

Remember my birthday and running down to my Aunt Jane and Uncle Ken’s house in the middle of the night?  Ken came out and yelled I think, and we laughed.  I have pictures of us hanging out in the basement with Megan McIlvaine.  I see you’re living in NC, guess you won’t be stopping by my new place!

Hitt me with your best shot,

Pattie

This concludes my ongoing obsession with writing about highschool.  Coming up:

Jodie Fisher  Megan McIlvaine and Phil Grim

She is SOOO looking forward to my blog

Love the 80's outfits Kym and Meg

The pussies like him

 

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~P.

Yearbook to Facebook visits 1989: Fidler, Hoke, Zirkle and Maruski

Reading Dover Highschool’s yearbook and remembering my awesome friends that stood by me, even if I was weird….

Finally, I have a little time to write about highschool days and the people who signed my yearbook in 1986 or .  This summer math course I’m taking at York College covers 15 weeks of material in 5 weeks.  My sister Suz says I’m crazy for taking summer courses, but I have a 98% so far!

Dawn and Goofy

So my first victim from school is Dawn Fidler who is married to Scott Wolf.   Dawn had this to say in my yearbook:

Pattie,

To a really nice gal I met in 6th grade.  Never forget the great times we had, epecially at the shore.  Keep a smile on your face and your head high.  Keep reaching for the stars!  I hope you get Greg soon!  Good luck in the future with and with that special someone!

K.I.T.

Love,

Dawn (Fool) ’89

My Bestest Friend!!

Dear Dawn,

How’s that booboo you got sledding in my grandparents driveway many years ago?  No scar I hope!

How could I ever forget all the fun times we had from 6th grade until the present?  Even after we graduated, we remained close and we are just as close today.  Isn’t that amazing?  Now about that fool you are married to…lol

We were in band together and I’m so thankful we were friends.  There were many people in band I didn’t like and tried to avoid, such as Kelly Myers, Julie Rohrbaugh and Sue Eisenhour.  They were just bitches to me back then.   Now my brother Joe is married to Kelly’s sister, Kathy.   Kelly doesn’t remember picking on me, not that I’m surprised.  Now I get to pick on her at family get togethers.

Your parents were awesome back in the 80’s.  They treated me like their own daughter, just like my parents did with you.  All those vacations we took together, sleep-overs, parties, etc.  I am blessed to have you as a friend then, and now.  Of course now, when I visit you I have to put up with your goofy husband!

Back to the yearbook, I guess I really had a thing for Greg, even if he was yanking my tanktop down.  I haven’t had much “good luck” with that special someone.  Maybe I should have held out for Greg….

Love you Dawn and Scott!

~P.

The Hokester

Next up is Mark Hoke http://www.facebook.com/mhoke1.  Mark wrote:

Pat,

To a very nice girl I met this year.  Good luck in all your future ventures.

Mark Hoke

Dear Mark,

Thank you for the good luck wishes!  Though we only met in  1986, we have become life long friends.  I can’t say I have lots of highschool memories because you were graduating while I was just starting.  The memories I have now are much better than any from school anyway.  That wacky wife of yours, Kristin Hoke http://www.facebook.com/kristin.hoke I just adore her.  When she hugs me I get lost in her ta-ta’s, you know what I’m talking about!  Sorry about crashing your live poker chat the other night.  Kristin and I didn’t mean to distract you serious poker players, but it was so damn easy!

You and Kristin are awesome friends and I adore your daughter Amanda, also known as Amanta, according to my daughter, Tesla.

Love and whipped with chocolate,

Pattie

Third on the list of friends from highschool is Floyd Scott Zirkle.

Where were the keys?

Scott wrote:

PATTIE,

To a really nice girl that I got to know this year.  Good luck in the future.

Love,

Scott

Dear Scott,

That was such a simple note in my yearbook.  I don’t know which happened first, you signed my yearbook or the day you took me back to your parents after wrestling practice and handcuffed me to a chair.  Either way, life was interesting!  You still have those handcuffs?

On a serious note, I’m glad we are still friends.  You are a sweet guy with a good heart and handsome face.  Come visit me and bring your girlfriend, who I hear reads my blog everyday!

No longer cuffed,

Pattie

Wrapping this blog up is Deanna Maruski.

Dee 1989

Deanna http://www.facebook.com/Deanna.Maruski wrote:

Patty

To a great girl I met a while back.  Remember chorus and anything else we did together.

Stay Gold,

Deanna

Dear Deanna,

Hey girl, we had lots of fun in chorus and attending those, silly formal dances in the pastel colored dresses.  Concerning the “anything else we did together” did you have a specific moment in mind when you wrote that?  LOL  Just kidding…I think I already freaked out a former classmate with this blog.  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/03/01/bisexual-in-middle-school/  Whoops!

I miss my highschool friends!  Come visit me soon!

~P.

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Took one for the team

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Tomorrow will be my last Recreational Shooting class at York College.  I have to be honest and say I will miss that single credit class.  My classmates were awesome and Professor Massa is a very cool teacher.  I learned a few new things in rec shooting.  One being it is NOT a requirement to have a gun in one hand and a beer in the other.  Imagine that!?

In rifle shooting I received a 3.5 out of 4 and pistol shooting the same.  Clay birds was my favorite and I would have loved to practice more with the shotgun.  Even without practice I managed to get 5 out of 5 the first day.  Hell, I was hoping to at least get 3!

Professor Massa was quite entertaining in class.  He had many stories about shooting to share and even took a shot in the leg during pistol practice.  Good thing the school has medical coverage and workers comp!  His luck is not good with animals though.  Without shooting them, cats die off in his presence.  Take his class if you want to learn more!

The slideshow is from class today.  Notice in the one picture where I am “throwing the pigeons,” I take a shell in the back.  My friend Josh just happened to catch that on film.

Thumbs up to York College for offering such an educational gym class.  It beats the hell out of yoga.

Taking no prisoners,

~P.

Lambda Drag Show Pics

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Slideshow of York College of PA’s Lambda Drag Show held on March 18th.

Great job contestants and for the first time ever….a tie for Queen!

Thank you host, Brian “Cookie” Holt!

~P.

Cut your hair, show you care event

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York College of PA’s SIFE team (Students in Free Enterprise) held a fundraiser for Relay for Life cancer research on April 17th.  Held on Jackson Street in York, people gathered outside eating, playing games, tie-dying t-shirts and listening to music.  Inside, The Dollhouse Salon employee’s gave haircuts with all proceeds going to Relay for Life.  The event was a success and at the last count prior to leaving, 9 people had their locks trimmed.   If you didn’t stop by you missed out on all the food, fun and the chance to tame your unruly hair.

I took my sister Suz, son Zeth and daughter Tesla and we all had a blast.  Hope you enjoy the pictures and GREAT JOB SIFE!!

~P.

Reflecting on Creative Writing

Reflecting on Creative Writing Course         

Through-out this semester I believe my writing skills have improved.  The credit for this improvement goes to the Creative Writing course.  I have always had interest in creative literary pieces but prior to enrolling in this class, I never read outside of the genres I enjoy.  This semester allowed me to step out of my comfort zone of novel reading and realize the enormous amount of genre themes and forms of writing available.  The general terminology provided in the Creative Writing Textbook and classroom discussion greatly assisted in my understanding of the language of writers and meaning of literary terms.

            The Creative Writing course also calmed my fears concerning my major in Professional Writing.  I wanted to feel comfortable writing my own non-fiction stories but did not know how to go about accomplishing this.  Often I would doubt my ability to make what has happened or is happening in my life interesting to others.  I did not want my short stories to have a whiney sense about them that would cause a negative reaction from a reader.  My goal was to find a way to share clips of my life in a humorous and/or shocking fashion that would hold a reader’s attention as a compelling piece of work. 

            At times the writing workshops were interesting beyond words.  The creativeness of my classmates really pushed me to give serious thought to what I would be presenting during my workshop timeslot.  Assumptions I made at the beginning of the semester were crushed by the abilities of my fellow students.  Never again will I jump to the conclusion that someone who appears uninterested in class discussion won’t have the ability to write captivating stories.  Of all the works presented during workshop, the piece that impressed me the most was that of a student that appeared to be lost in his own thoughts during class.

            Workshop also taught me the fine art of constructive criticism.  This is very important because I now have the ability to look deeper into a written piece of work and not only critique it but realize how differently people can interpret a story or poem.  I have a stronger appreciation for poetry and enjoy reading a poem several times to see if I can interpret it differently.  Classroom discussion of my essay opened my eyes to all the different avenues I could take concerning an aging bridge in York County. 

            I also credit visiting writers for creating excitement outside of the classroom setting.  Marcy Dermansky, Curtis Smith and especially    David Shields passion for writing was contagious.  Meeting these authors and hearing their personal stories as struggling artists was inspirational.  I literally felt like I could burst with happiness when Shields both praised and critiqued my hermit crab essay.  Also this semester, I attended the Professional Writers Forum at Gettysburg College.  The amount of information I acquired will undeniably assist me in the future.

The greatest development for me personally is blogging on the WordPress.com website.  When my professor said “For nineteen bucks you can get your own blog site” my ears perked up.  I have been blogging regularly since early March and now have a following of people reading my work.  Recently my site surpassed five thousand hits and has generated comments on my site and to my email.  My plan for the future is to publish a creative non-fiction book containing slices of my life.  This blog site has become a preview to what my book will contain.  I believe loyal readers of my blog site will have interest in reading my published story. 

With these hopes of publishing a national best-seller, I will continue working on my drafts from class.  Using the knowledge I have gained this semester during class from my professor, visiting writers and classmates I will continue to push myself to “write what I can’t shut up about” to the best of my ability.

“Cut Your Hair Show You Care”

“Cut Your Hair Show You Care” is a Relay for Life fundraising event put on by York College of PA’s SIFE team this Sunday 17th from 11 am to 3 pm at 304 Jackson St.

All proceeds from the event will go to Relay for Life and cancer research. Admission is $5; this gets you into the event where there will be food, music, games and fun.

For an additional $10 you can sign up to get a haircut by the professional haircutters from The Dollhouse Salon.

This will be a fun event and it is all benefiting a great cause. Hope to see you all there whether you are getting a haircut or not! Everyone is invited to come so bring a friend and tell everyone you know.
 
For more information contact Chelsea Pavelchak at cpavelch@ycp.edu