So classes start tomorrow. I'm still without a lab manual for one of my classes. I need to pick up a lab coat from the bookstore and dig up a pair of safety goggles and grab some non-latex rubber gloves from the garage (MacGyver uses them when working on the cars). And I think I need to locate a fetal pig.
Yep, you read that right. According to my syllabus, one of the required items for my Anatomy lab is a fetal pig. Not sure where I'm going to track that down...maybe one of the Korean markets in town? This should be interesting. The other item on the list that made me chuckle was chicken. Of the raw variety. Whole, I believe. Cool.
Wonder if my instructor would let me off the hook if I told her I had already completed Gross Anatomy in which we used real live (well, dead) cadavers? Hands down, one of my favorite college courses. How many people can say they've held not only a human heart in their hands but a human brain? It was an amazing course.
I downloaded the syllabus for one of my classes and was reading through it and had to laugh. The instructor explained that, in the assignments, spelling counts as part of the grade with a 0.5 point deduction for misspelled words. Yet I counted no less than 13 spelling errors in a four page syllabus. I wonder...if I were to point them out to the instructor, would I get to ADD those points to my grade? I love hypocrisy in all forms.
This is going to be either very fun or very frustrating. We'll see how the first week goes. All of my lectures are on line. All of my labs are in person.
In other news, I've registered for the 5th Annual Milblogging Conference, set to be held in Washington, D.C. April 9-10. I'm not sure if I'm going but the registration is transferrable. Therefore if I am unable to attend, I can at least either give or sell my registration to someone else. I'm just not sure that my schedule will permit my attendance, nor am I sure what will be going on in my life at that point (are any of us truly sure what will be going on in their lives 3 months from now? I doubt it seriously.)
I truly want to go. And cost isn't really an issue because of some wonderful friends. But I just don't know that it will be physically possible. So we'll see.
I love D.C. I wish I had 2 weeks to devote to touring the city properly. And I wish I could take my kids. They are *just* getting old enough to where they'd enjoy it and actually grasp some of it. We could go spend some quality time with my brother and his family who live out that way too which would be a bonus. One of these days...
Sitting out at Sunday School this morning, we were passed over by a Chinook out flying some traffic patterns. Seems the National Guard guys had some flights to get in. The sound was both music to my ears and painful at the same time. I miss our guys. Not as much as their families miss them but I miss them, nonetheless. I miss my husband flying. I miss hearing our bids up, getting a grin on my face while saying a prayer that MacGyver stays safe while he's out flying.
The skies are too quiet here now. Be safe, boys.