I went to the counseling office this week to check on something and found out my current GPA is a 2.0. This is due to a golf class my husband and I began Spring semester but didn't finish. He blames me for being a bad influence on him when it comes to all things scholastic (he's the one with 3 degrees so I barely have a leg to stand on here) but hey honey, I have two words for you: Basic Cookery. Who influenced who on that one, huh?
My husband has always wanted to golf, and for his holiday present last year I bought him clubs, and thinking it would be fun to have a hobby we could do together besides fighting over who gets to record what shows on the DVR, we signed up for golf lessons through Community College. DVR's only record 2 shows at once, which, if you are a TV addict, isn't close to sufficient, and if you are a TV addict and you live with a TV addict, is preposterous, and if you are still in the process of contemplating getting a second DVR for upstairs at an extra $20 a month, bringing your monthly cable bill to almost the same amount as the national debt, well, golf seems like a much less expensive hobby. So we went the community college route thinking that we could give it the old college try, and if we didn't like it, we hadn't spent a fortune on lessons or DVR's. He liked it, I didn't, NEITHER of us continued. The instructor gave anyone that showed up even once to class a C, thus my stellar 2.0 GPA. So, now, unwittingly, I have to make up for a less than illustrious start in school all because I didn't want to spend a lot to take a lesson with a pro or continue to foster my local cable company's bid for world dominance. Worth it? I think not.
This week I had my first test in Hospitality, and my second test in Sanitation. I am determined to get A's in both classes, however, that may be a dream and not reality. I am bored beyond belief in my Hospitality class and since I have cataracts in both eyes and my vision is waning I can hardly do my reading as the books are clearly geared towards the young, healthy eyed reader. Every time I try to read my book I end up with a huge headache. So, first test, 20 points, I score 17. My instructor said if we score 17 and below on the first few tests she recommends we drop the class. We have 7 quizzes worth 20 points each and a final worth 60 points, 200 points in all for the entire class. One quiz, first quiz, and I already need to contemplate quitting? I figured if I get 17 on every quiz and a perfect score on the final I will be one point away from an A. I am NOT dropping this class and it is NOT dropping my GPA!
For Sanitation class, I got 2 wrong this quiz, giving me 108 points out of 112. I have an A at this point, but my worry is the final, as it is cumulative on all chapters. In small chunks the content of the course is challenging, in one big chunk for the final I am afraid it will be daunting. Although I have been in school a whole month now, and I feel more comfortable with it than when I first started, my memory, or lack thereof, is definitely a hurdle, but one I am determined to make it over come hell or high water. I'm also increasingly glad that I only took 2 classes this semester so I could ease back (can you say ease back in when you have been out for over 20 years) in to the school and studying scene.
On the baking front, my sister and I keep talking about ideas for products. We don't want to do a run of the mill bakery or cupcakes, being done. We want more of a niche. We have some good ideas, we'll see what comes of them.
Till next time...
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