Time to say good bye,sorry I'm bad-until we meet again

I would tell someone who was just starting to write their first draft to work on the paper every week and try to learn from the other students and Professor, all that is humanly possible. Attend all seminars, be open to maybe changing thesis statment and participate in discussion. Also choose a subject that is of interest to you, and above all commit to it. I have enjoyed my time with you all and hope to be in future classes with you. Barbs

Final paper-finally done

At about 11:30P.M. I finished my paper on dietary fiber. I've learnt quite a bit about fiber, maybe too much! The hardest part for me was citing and the reference page. I just relized it is almost 2:30 A.M., and I am still at this computer. Well at least all reports are in, now the hard part, waiting for the grades. It was my pleasure being in class with you all. Barbs

A Milestone

It is now 8:48 P.M. on Sunday evening. I made it through today, a definite milestone in my life. Today I gave a going away party for my granddaughter. She is moving to California on Thursday to start a new life for herself. She is one of three children I have raised for about thirteen years. She has been living with her boyfriend for two years, since she graduated from high school. She is the oldest of my daughter's children, the boys and I will miss her. She looks just like my daughter did, with her fire red hair that is very long. She was so happy and got quite a bit of money for her trip. I feel like Palliache(I think I spelled his name wrong), anyway he is the clown that is laughing on the outside, crying on the inside. We took lots of pictures, everyone was so happy. Dear Blog, I feel better now, thanks.

An "Ah ha", moment

My "Ah ha" moment came about twelve hours ago when my Dr. said, "Four more weeks of rehab." On the way back from the hospital I said to myself, "How am I going to finish this semester?" I think I am a little discouraged. I have been in rehab for ten weeks with a torn rotator cuff in my right shoulder, we have been trying to put off surgery. It is very hard to type, and in discussion by the time I type in my answer, everyone is on to the next question, so I just erase my answer, or type in yes. Sounds rather silly doesn't it? Well, I guess I've had another "Ah ha" moment. After reading what I just wrote, it doesn't even sound like me, I have never been a quitter, and I'm not going to start now. I never knew writing a blog could be therapy. Barbs

The last six weeks

My oh my, the last six weeks has really been six weeks I will never forget, we'll start at the top. The man I love asked me to marry him, I said yes, and we have started to look for a home on Cape Cod where he lives, of course one with an office so I can do my work, and a music room for all my instruments. That was a highlight, now back to reality. My grandaughter who I raised for eleven years is moving to California to find herself. My youngest son, who is also a student at Kaplan, started a really good job in the field he is going to school for, computers. I live in Templeton Ma., and after my husband passed away, three years ago, I started to have financial troubles, and on February 10th, my birthday, my house was to go up for auction at 12 noon. On the day before around four in the afternoon, my lawyer called and told me,"The bank has accepted our offer, and will lower the morgage rate for each month, your home is out of forclosure." Even though I will eventually be moving out of Templeton, I wanted to go with my head held high. I also wanted my two boys (grandsons) to finish their high school with the friends they have started school with ten and eleven years ago, I felt I was letting them down. Now for school-this is my fourth semester, and my hardest. I love to write, and one day I want to write a book, but this APA, I do not understand, but I keep trying. Also this wonderful word called plagerism, how are you suppose to learn about a subject, write a report, and not use the subject matter you just learned about? So, I try different ways to write what I read about, is that right? I hope so! To leave on a high note, I sold one of my Pomeranians this week, and also one of my "RIP" quilts. OH yes, life is good!

Being a student @ Kaplan has meant the world to me. I am so proud of myself, I cannot stand it. It has given me pride in myself where there has not been any for a long time. I feel normal and whole and I can communicate with anyone, without closing my eyes. You see, four years ago, after my husband had been in a nursing home for six years, I changed my downstairs dining room into a bedroom for me, and I did not know you are suppose to put some special screws in the wall when you hang shelves, and I put nails in. I put all my religious ceramic statues that my Dad made for me,on the shelves.It was five in the morning, and the kids said it sounded like an explosion, and when they came in my room, I was on the floor with all the shelves and broken statues on my head. I was a week in the hospital in a comma, but it was one of the best weeks of my life. I spent it with my daughter who's children I have been raising for thirteen years, and my Mother who died a year earlier in my arms. They were together and so very happy. We laughed and were so happy together, and as quick as they came, they were gone, and I woke up in the hospital unable to talk, read or walk. I had a right frontal lobe brain injury, with bleeding into the left side of my brain ,that caused a stroke. I was able to communicate through singing only with my eyes closed, so I could find the words to sing. I could not walk, and unable to read. After months in the hospital I started to communicate, but most things and people were new to me. They would not let me go home, and they were going to take my boys (grandsons) away, and put me in a nursing home, because I needed 24 hour care. My twenty year old son came home, giving up his college in Boston, and his apartment to take care of the boys and I. I could not get in and out of bed, and wash myself, so I had nursing care for everything, and therapists to help bring me back. My husband passed away two and a half years ago, and as for me, no one knows I ever had a stroke, except when I get tired my left eye droops. The picture in my blog space was taken about six months ago. I can talk and communicate with anyone, and I walk with no cane, walker, or wheel chair, they are all put away. To be on the President's list is a true honor for me, and sometimes I sit here and cry just to be considered a good student. When one of my classmates responds to me, I feel very proud. This is my fourth semester at Kaplan, and when I graduate, which I will, and am going to walk with my class. Kaplan has also brought back a lot of words that were lost to me, so as you see, I have a lot to be thankful for and I thank God every day for the wonderful people he has brought into my life. Barbs
I truly thank you all.

plagiarism

Hello everyone-There are definate rules to follow for writers, especially those just starting out and are not aware of the rules to follow. Many of the rules pertain to research and proper citation. Mistakes of not giving credit to someone else's work, words or ideas are called plagairism.
Reference:
http://owl.english.purdue.edu/owl/research/589/01-14k Retrieved: 03-01-10

Good morning, The day before yesterday we got 16 inches, and this is what I got up to this morning. We got 14 inches of new snow yesterday, and it is suppose to snow for the next few days. We loose our electricty on and off, so I'm going to get all my Kaplan work done now. This is the corner of my house looking down on our pond that goes down to 15 feet, yes we stock it. Not only the kids and I fish, but so does my cat! She loves to catch hornpout, and in front of this door in the picture, she drops my prize, sometimes the fish is still flipping, or sometimes it's just the head with the horn. In two days I've had to pay sixty dollars for a man to plow my driveway. When I was taking this picture I was standing in snow up to my knees.

I just wrote a introduction for the honors program, and I just relized you really don't know me. I am a sixty four year old mother of seven children. I have three living children who, two are happily married and my youngest son lives with me. I am a widow and raising my two grandsons for foufteen years. I have taken charge of my life and I am really very happy. I do church volenteer work, and I teach senior citizens crafts. I have a small business for myself, it is called "Rest In Pieces," I make quilts out a loved ones clothing who has passed away. It is better than putting the clothes in a closet or giving them away, this way you can remember good times around the clothing in a useful way.
Living with four boys in an adventure in itself. I go sledding, play video games, swimming, we have a pond that we stocked that goes fifteen feet deep, so of course we love to fish. Poor kids, sometimes I can't sleep, so about 2 or 3 in the morning, I'll wake them up, light the tee-kee lights and off we go for a swim in the pool. Sometimes we start a fire and cook hot dogs and marshmellows, and sing around the campfire. You would get a laugh to see me tubing! Today it is snowing, and is suppose to for the next few days.
My hobies are, mostly to do with music,. I play the auto harp, guitar, panio,keyboard, and accordian. I also love to sing, I am in a Barbershop chorus and a quartette, I sing bass. I have sung all over the States and in Europe. I have a simple life, but I am one of the happiest people I know.
I am in my fourth semester at Kaplan in the medical transcript program, my goal is to work from my home. I have always worked in the medical field, and I will be happy to be back again.

On line student

This is my first blog for about a week, I forgot my password, sorry. I enjoy being an on line student, because I can go to school from the quiet of my home, and I feel I can do my best, because I have no outside pressure. I have made myself a nice office I can work in, my dogs can come visit me, and I can play my music in the background. I can also close the door if I do not want to be disturbed. I am raising my two Grandsons ages 14 and 16, and my youngest son also lives with us, he also is a student at Kaplan, but he is in the computer department.
I love getting to know people all over the country, and my boyfriend and I are buying a house on Cape Cod, so when I go to the Cape all I have to do to go to seminar or discussion is turn on his compter. Going to school on line is just perfect for me. Not to mention, I do my best work at night. Barbs

I have been without office and word, just after we started back for our new semister, I got it back last night after watching the olympics, thank God for sons. Especially a son in the computer program at Kaplan. Now the catch up part starts, and I do not understand about the exercise at all. I am going to give it a go, and hopefully it will be right, I bet I will find out soon enough! Barbs

today is a happy birthday

My son Jon was the first to say happy birthday, and he made me a birthday sign for over my kitchen table, my two grandsons said happy birthday as they ran out the door to go to school, they are having a half day, because a "blizzard" is on the way. My daughter and her family called on the phone singing happy birthday. Then by 9 my honey Jim called, and all is right with the world.
I feel sort of bad for Jon, because he said to have dinner on the table at 5:30 sharp for when he comes home from work, ( I think he is planning a birthday party for me before I go to seminar at 8 P.M..) He is such a man now, he also is a student at Kaplan in the computer field, and two weeks ago he was hired for a full time job, and when he came home, he was so proud to tell me he had his own cubicle with a computer, and a name card to slide in the door, so he can go to work.
I am a widow with very good children who love their momma. AND - now I have started dating a very nice man who lives on Cape Cod. Oh yes!- The Fed-Ex man just delivered a gift from my son and his family that lives in Wells, Maine. Today is a happy birthday. Barbs

How I got the name The Sterling Connection.

This is my baby girl, Sterling. She was named for the town she was born in. Her mother had gone into labor, so we were driving her to the emegency vet. Her mother, Lilly, wasn't going to wait that long. Sterling was the first puppy born, and she was born right into my hands.

First Blog!

I really do not know what to say, but now at least I know how to blog! A blog sounds like a coughed up piece of meat. Oh, maybe I shouldn't say that in English class, should I? I will try to do better, it will just take some practice.

Barbs