I’m feeling kind of out of the loop, because I *just* found Adele. Like, two weeks ago. Where have I been and how have I missed this artist? I don’t care what kind of instruments her band uses: evh, Fender, Ludwig, Gibson, it’s that VOICE that gets me. Tight here. She starts singing and I am so there! ALso, Norah Jones, to whom I was introduced after I made a Pandora of Adele. Dang, ya’ll!

So, this semester, after a year of weight loss and a year of maintenance, I have managed to pack on 8 pounds. Ok, TEN. It probably has something to do with exchanging a regular backpack for one that rolls and a sudden love for chick-fil-A chicken strips. Fortunately, I think I am over that particular obsession, which is good, because I don’t want to have to be visiting http://sideeffectsofdietpills.net/oxyelite-pro-side-effects/ in a moment of despair and self-loathing. But I do need to get up off my heiny and do something besides surf the internet and read, right?

No knitting, no beading, no camping, just school, homework, reading and one hour of fishing during which I read a textbook. Cass is not getting much done that one can actually take pictures of and blog about. That’s the truth, and this trend will likely continue for the next 13 months. Plus 2 more years, right? right. At the end of that time, I won’t be ordering discount scrubs, because I don’t plan to wear a uniform to work. It’s gonna be a street-clothes gig. Yay me!