Becoming a Tia (aunt)

How do I begin to describe how amazing it feels? I feel like I want to see him every moment and be there for everything and anything he does. My nephew, Asher, was born yesterday April 13th at 10:29 PM. He was 7 pounds, 6 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long. He hardly cries, but when he does his lower lip quivers. I got to see the entire birth process and thought it was completely and utterly amazing! I haven't seen him in only hours and I already miss him. Every moment since I saw him I have wanted to see him again. I can't imagine what it would be like to be his parents. They are so excited to raise their son! I just find it all overwhelming in a good way and amazing is an understatement by far!

When you're at the end

Why is it that when you're at the end of something, like a semester or a school year all motivation goes out the window? Why is it that every decision means more and every minute is so much more precious? I don't have any answers, any ideas? Wow I'm tired at the end!

The Art of Procrastination

I'm not sure when I learned the art of procrastination. It must have been when I started school because that's where I procrastinate the most. I can't really decide whether it takes more effort to do the work in the first place and put more work into the assignment because there is time to really think about it, or if it takes more effort to pull something out at the last minute and actually get a decent grade. I wonder sometimes if in fact it is the thrill of having to finish a project in a matter of hours. Really though, I think the art of procrastination comes from a reaction at the thought of accomplishing such a large task. Usually the more I think about a long paper or a project I think about all the work it's going to take and I can't bring myself to start it, until finally, I have no choice. On top of that I happen to be one of those people who wants to start something and finish it all at once. I have a hard time working on something spread through multiple days. Well, so...enough rambling. To procrastinate or not to procrastinate, that is the question...

Why a blog?

Okay. So most of my life, if not all of it, I have had billions of thoughts swarming inside my mind. Whether or not any of them are worth discussing...well I guess that depends upon who I'm sharing them with. I decided that if for no other reason my thoughts could find a home on this blog. I figure it's a good outlet and someone might actually read it someday, but really I guess it's more for me than for anyone else. So why a blog? Why not?