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.
Apr 27, 2011
Spoof Ad
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- taco bell always makes my buns smell
Spoof Ad for my art class
Apr 25, 2011
Tesla turns 5
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Tesla turned 5 on Easter Day. We had a little party and egg hunt to celebrate. Where does time go? She is growing up so fast! Then there are her brothers, who will never grow up. Zeth wound up on the ground…the very wet, muddy ground. 🙂
~P.
Apr 20, 2011
What the Doctor said
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Everyone loves getting an “thatta boy” or in my case, girl. This is the letter my professor sent on my behalf for a scholarship in professional writing. I don’t know how much the scholarship is for but any amount is helpful in paying tuition!
~P.
Dr. Travis Kurowski
441 Country Club Rd.
York, PA 17403
April 19, 2011
To Whom It May Concern,
I am writing to recommend Patricia Crider for the 2011 Carraway Scholarship.
Patricia has been more than a pleasure to have in both my Introduction to Creative Writing course this semester and as an interested, enthusiastic writer and learner on campus, who seems to be constantly working on one writing project or another. Patricia has even taken some of her student projects and began publishing online, and so doing what we hope all of our students will eventually do: taking her classroom work and testing it out in the larger world. What makes Patricia a nice addition to the creative writing classroom, is her constant, often quite insightful, commentary on her peers work.
Perhaps more to the point of this scholarship, Patricia is a motivated, intelligent writer—meaning that she is a constant reviser, always open to suggestion and critique. Many beginning writers—in an effort to perhaps prove their talent to themselves, their peers, or maybe even their professors—often have trouble taking to heart criticism and really applying it to the betterment of their writing. In my experience in the classroom, and at our writer-in-residence workshop this past month, Patricia has taken criticism from other writers and applied it to the betterment of her work—such as the use of specific, concrete images (and the right ones at that) to tell her story, allowing us to more fully imagine her world, which is what we want from our writers in the end.
Sincerely,
Dr. Travis Kurowski
Apr 20, 2011
The hold up
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No, I haven’t held up a bank, or Rutters, or Exxon in desperation. Instead I found out what the hold up is at the courthouse. Apparently, after John and I both signed the consent for divorce, they closed the case. Now why close a divorce case when it obviously ISN’T closed. John may have known this and was content to let things continue on as I had no clue York County Courthouse wasn’t going to pursue the division of maritial property. Fortunately for me, I have a kick ass attorney who is on top of things now. After letting John’s new young lawyer know she need to check into John’s lame ass contempt charges before joining him on his campaign to ruin my life. Things will be rock and rolling soon and it’s about freaking time!!! Sadly our daughter turns 5 this Sunday and half her life has been during the process of John saying he wants a divorce. I think he wants to just stay married now that his child support and alimony is down to less than 400 a month. Of course the state takes a portion of that right off the top. I have no problem with a judge telling me what steps will be taken with the maritial residence, maritial goods and business. I’d rather hear it from a judge than be told by my backstabbing husband what he wants done. F that! He’s screwed up enough in my life and for that matter all the other women he’s screwed since. Might as well put out a red light on the goddamn porch. I predict, if this happens soon enough, the house will be put up for sale. If not soon, it will be foreclosed on. So in the long run, did filing for divorce really get you want you wanted? I think not!!!
Apr 19, 2011
Liberal Education
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York College offers a diverse course selection. How diverse? Here’s my schedule:
SUMMER
Critical Thinking and Problem Solving (Math)
If only this class could help me solve the problem of still being married.
Elementary Spanish
I’ll be able to curse like a sailor and it will sound SEXY!
Recreational Shooting
Pistols, shotguns and rifles….Hells Yeah! A country girl’s dream class!!!!!!
FALL
Spanish II
Maybe I’ll start dreaming in Spanish…
History of Terrorism
I can’t imagine this class will be boring.
Terror in Literature
Should prepare me for writing a novel about my life.
Religious Cults and Alien Theory
Hot Damn, I love this college!!
Square Dancing
No, I will not be wearing plaid and cowboy boots.
Sculpture Art
Perhaps a sculpture of aliens terrorizing earth with rifles, shotguns and pistols while singing the Beer Barrel Polka in Spanish. 🙂
~P.
Apr 17, 2011
The Conewago Floods
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Tesla, Suz, Zeth and I drove to the Conewago Creek to check out the flood situation. We confirm; it flooded. 🙂 Pictures are from Kunkle’s Mill Bridge (the little calf houses floated down the road, someone’s dock drifted by) Boring Bridge Road (my Redneck Art stop sign blew over) and Beaver Hole Bridge or as my daughter calls it “Our Bridge” because we love it there!
Apr 17, 2011
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.
Apr 17, 2011
Duh Ying
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My mom made beef vegetable soup today and it was delicious. I set my half eaten bowl of soup down and went up stairs to get a drink. While pouring my ice-cold glass of milk I heard Ying begin to yelp. Immediately I knew he was in pain and I bolted downstairs. Tesla was still downstairs playing with her Dora the Explorer cards. When I reached the bottom of the steps I said “What did you do to hurt Ying?!” She responded with her eyes wide open, “It wasn’t me, he tried to eat your soup!” I had set the soup bowl on top of the pellet stove to keep it warm. Little to warm for the paws eh? Duh Ying!! ~p.
Apr 16, 2011
April 17 2007 revisited
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This is a blog from 2007 that doesn’t tell the full story of what happened the day I miscarried. I was embarrassed to tell what really happened after I lost the baby. Not embarrassed by the loss of my baby, but by the actions of my husband. This is the story I shared then:
I said “what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger” so many times in my short 36 years. It usually applied to men in some form or another but yesterday was a different story. I’d been having problems for about a week with spotting and contacted my doctor. I had an appointment on Monday to see her at the clinic. Since finding out I was pregnant, I also found out my insurance wouldn’t cover any maternity. Insurance sucks for those self-employed unless you can afford to drop about $1k a month, just on health insurance.
We went to see the doctor Monday and I was pretty sure there wouldn’t be good news. I was right. She did an ultrasound and there was no heartbeat. Actually, there really wasn’t anything but a dark hole showing. We went home and I was to take it easy. Tuesday, John and I visited my dad and gave him a birthday present. While at my parents I suddenly got horrible cramps and started to bleed heavy. By the time we got home I was hurting bad. Within an hour I had passed everything. It was awful. There’s no other words to describe it. I put it somewhere between almost losing both my sons shortly after birth and almost dying myself after having Tesla. I would rather go through almost dying then losing a baby again. While it didn’t kill me it did break my heart. I know these things happen for a reason and that there was most likely something wrong with the baby but it doesn’t help with the pain I feel inside.
Having another child now or in the future is looking bleek. I can’t put myself through the stress for the 5th time. I have 3 beautiful children who all seem to be healthy and happy at this time in their life so I don’t feel the need to push my luck again. I have the next 18 years of a little girl counting on her Momma so I better shape up cause I can’t ship out.
Story addition:
AFTER I miscarried, my doctor insisted that John take the fetus into the hospital. I showered while he was gone and Tesla was napping. When John returned from the hospital he came into our bedroom where I was lying in bed, still in pain. He said he took the fetus into the hospital and noone seemed to know what to do about it. I didn’t have much to say until he said he was leaving again.
“What do you mean you’re leaving?! Tesla is going to wake up soon and I am in no shape to take care of a 1 year old!”
He responded he had a softball game he HAD to pitch at 6pm. It was just after 5pm at that moment.
“Are you serious?! You’re leaving me here with Tesla after I just lost our baby so you can play softball?!?!”
I was crushed at his lack of sympathy and empathy for me, his wife, mother of his living and now passed child. I realized then John only thought of himself first and always would. After I expessed my feelings, he did stay home. I guess guilt managed to affect him.
It’s almost been 4 years since the day I lost a pregnancy. I don’t anguish like I had in the past, but I will always be saddened by losing my child and realizing how little feelings my husband had.
~P
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