Words of Wisdom

Out of the mouths of babes, they say.  Last night I was working on my second epiphany of the evening and it unfortunately involved solving 2 equations with multiple unknowns and used summation notation.

Epsilon, Epsilon

Epsilon, Epsilon, why have you forsaken me?

Lucky for me Babe#1 is majoring in math. So I ask him, “Should take the natural log?” (since that’s driven me insane worked so well in the past.)

Not so lucky for me he said, “Taking the log of that ain’t gonna help you. None.

Pas de tout.

What I think he meant to say was:

help

Because he’s got a test and:

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So, now I await the return of LSU’s finance super baby genius doctoral student. He will help me for a 12 pack of beer– that he’s just now old enough to legally drink.

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You Had Me at No

Some people like a challenge. I may or may not be one of them, depending on the challenge. Ben Bell put some musicality to this one, too.

You push me away

And I come right back.

My heart compensates

For the brains that I lack.

 

I deleted your info,

Cleared my cache,

Threw your beer

In the trash.

 

Oh,

There’s one more thing

Before I go

It might sound silly

You had me at No.

 

I’m an adorable pest

Who won’t go away

That’s what you get

For feeding a stray.

 

I deleted your info,

Cleared my cache,

Threw your beer

In the trash.

 

Oh,

There’s one more thing

Before I go,

It might sound silly

You had me at No.

 

This time I’ll listen

To the words that you say

Ignore the look in your eyes

That begs me to stay.

 

I deleted your info,

Cleared my cache,

Threw your beer

In the trash.

 

Oh,

There’s one more thing

I thought you should know

I might walk away

But will never let you go.

 

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La Louisianne

Need some musicality to go with the whisky and lyrics (and Ben delivers):

La Louisianne
You taste like rye whisky with a dash of absinthe
You talk like a couyon, never making no sense
You look like a muddy boot, tracking in dirt
Trying to leave you makes my heart hurt.

Acadiana’s got swamp gators, rice, oil, and fur
Big pots of gumbo and etouffe to stir
North of I-10, it’s all roughly the same
Pine trees and cotton fields, some sugar cane

Oh, girl,
You taste like rye whisky with a dash of absinthe
You talk like a couyon, never making no sense
You look like a muddy boot, tracking in dirt
Trying to leave you makes my heart hurt.

The mighty Mississippi, she slows her roll in BR
Huey built dat bridge low, so da barge don’t get far
Paddleboats cruise by Moon’s Riverwalk
If only the ghosts at Commander’s would talk

Oh, man,
You taste like rye whisky with a dash of absinthe
You talk like a couyon, never making no sense
You look like a muddy boot, tracking in dirt
Trying to leave you makes my heart hurt.

Oh, La Louisianne,
You taste like rye whisky with a dash of absinthe
You talk like a couyon, never making no sense
You look like a muddy boot, tracking in dirt
Leaving you makes my heart hurt.

Oh, oh, la Louisianne,
La, la, oh, Louisianne
Oui, oui, c’est ma Louisianne
You taste like rye whisky with a dash of absinthe
You talk like a couyon, never making no sense
You look like a muddy boot, tracking in dirt
Leaving you makes my heart hurt.

 

 

 

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Instant Pot

After spending the fall semester in a literal and metaphorical cave, I emerged to see the Instapot recipes take a commanding lead over POTUS posts on my Facebook feed.

You can imagine my disappointment when I discovered that Libertarians had not taken over the world (and rediscovered that Halloween candy, even if it’s on sale, still makes you InstaFat if you eat a bag a day for an whole damn month extended period of time).

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Always got to go the extra mile. Dang competitive gene.

I’m sure the InstaPots are great, but I’m trying the intermittent fasting fad this week. I read that it works better than calorie reduction. Hmm… 

You mean to tell me that NOT EATING AT ALL improves weight loss and doesn’t jack up your metabolism so that you don’t gain it back? It’s counter intuitive to those of us who grew up with the “eat like a bird–ALL DAY LONG” mantra

So far, I’ve been able to fast for as long as I sleep. My next step is to see if I can sleep all day. Imagine those health benefits!

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My new BestMe-BestLife best practices also call for me to meal prep on Tuesdays, so I did. I wrangled the spaghetti squash and made some chili in the crockpot. I miss cooking in my real kitchen with my mega spice drawers, cast iron pots, and gas burners. Being able to control the heat is so important.

Speaking of heat, enjoy your sneaux day(s).

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It was a balmy 60 degrees yesterday (Monday) and today (Tuesday) it’s like 19.

 

 

 

 

 

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The Two-th

Way back in 2012 my starting goal post count was one a week, which got downgraded to one a month-ish when I started the PhD program.

Since August lasted about 90 days this semester, I’m not too far off my target– unlike my LSU Tigers who were 4th and inches from the goal line, got an offsides penalty, missed the field goal and lost the game yesterday.

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This isn’t yesterday’s ballgame in Orlando, but the outcome is the same. Zero points for LSU.

For want of a nail… the war was lost.

It’s the little things.

Attention to detail.

Execution.

It’s Nick Saban’s “process.”

It’s why swimmers shave their bodies and outdoor track meets use anemometers.

But . . . but… whatever happened to the guy with the rocks and the jar and the sand?

DON’T SWEAT THE SMALL STUFF!

What about that?

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I’ll let you know when I get it figured out.

Or you can let me know.

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Raining in My Heart

August.

Here we are again.

The last week in August.

Years of storms and heartbreak. The memories pile up like ruined furniture and moldy refrigerators on sludge-covered sidewalks.

Sharing our loss makes the burden almost bearable. We experience moments of grace when faced with the stark finality of the grave.

Tragedy pins us in the moment, claws open our hearts, and releases the love and gratitude trapped inside. It creates a generosity of spirit, a flash of wisdom that we’re created to serve a greater, nobler purpose in life than just rushing through our days.

 

 

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Top 3 Reasons to Get a PhD

Pink said, “Just give me a reason,” and Lady Gaga said she had a Million Reasons. Ever in search of the middle ground, I came up with 3:

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3. Relive your misspent youth with a higher credit card limit. (I wish. I work more in a month than I ever did in a semester of undergrad. Free food is even more appealing now because I didn’t have to prep it, not because it’s free.)

2. Summers off. (Ha^Infinity. That’s endless, maniacal laughter a la The Joker.)

1. It’s great for your hair. (Mine all fell out and grew back curly– something that I couldn’t achieve with a perm, hot rollers, and all the hairspray in Texas.)

dolly hair

I didn’t know how much I liked my straight hair until it all fell out and grew back curly.

 

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