<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006948146349705600</id><updated>2012-01-22T16:11:41.589-08:00</updated><category term='test'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='school days'/><title type='text'>Beauty School Blogger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen S.Falcon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czcrl4wcZUc/TxxyG_PK2YI/AAAAAAAABYc/9KQfefuizoI/s220/016.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006948146349705600.post-710560514191416390</id><published>2009-02-22T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:15:18.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Beauty on Hold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SaHcfu3Hu5I/AAAAAAAABIM/hldEU8g-Obo/s1600-h/Grease-movie-p18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SaHcfu3Hu5I/AAAAAAAABIM/hldEU8g-Obo/s200/Grease-movie-p18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305764273732434834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omething always gets in the way!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so frustrated with the cards at hand, but luckily we just keep dealing another hand.  No fold, not out of the game yet.  Some surprising card is bound to pop up and come into play when you least expect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yet again, I have to put my little dream of going back to school on hold.  The school is in the next town, a few miles away and the car still is not fixed.  No warranty on the transmission and little money in the bank, mamma has to make the call.  Good thing I'm used to my ambitions going up in smoke.  C'est la vie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll always have that little notion to tickle the back of my brain.  I'd love to be a top-notch hair dresser and esthetician some day.  College will always be there for me later.  It's the later that scares me a bit, because I was really fired up to start in March and now, all because of my rotten ol car, I have to put my life on hold yet again.  Very frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I picked up a surprise card (my previous post) and am going to spend some time doing virtual-admin work.  It was completely unexpected and perfect timing for that work to come my way when it did.  That is the wonderful thing about life; just when you're dealt a shitty hand, you can count on something arriving just around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where does this leave my beauty school blog?  I'll just keep prattling on about updates I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I'll win the lottery, then I can buy my own salon!  Then I'd really have something interesting to write about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3006948146349705600-710560514191416390?l=beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/feeds/710560514191416390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-on-hold.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/710560514191416390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/710560514191416390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-on-hold.html' title='Beauty on Hold'/><author><name>Karen S.Falcon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czcrl4wcZUc/TxxyG_PK2YI/AAAAAAAABYc/9KQfefuizoI/s220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SaHcfu3Hu5I/AAAAAAAABIM/hldEU8g-Obo/s72-c/Grease-movie-p18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006948146349705600.post-2287078028890092483</id><published>2009-02-19T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:48:08.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZ23VQ6t39I/AAAAAAAABGk/xMb4tcBNFN4/s1600-h/expedict.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZ23VQ6t39I/AAAAAAAABGk/xMb4tcBNFN4/s200/expedict.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304597512058691538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he planets are aligning again!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just got some unexpected great news.  My brother offered me some virtual-admin work for me to type up from my home office.  He needs people in various time zones so they can keep the work going 24/7.  He has a company in London, U.K., &lt;a href="http://www.expedict.co.uk/"&gt;'Expedict'&lt;/a&gt;.  Transcripts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so stoked about this opportunity.  This should work out perfect with my ambition to go back to school too.  I was sweatin' on how much or, let's face it, how little I will get for 'stipends' with my financial aide student loan.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I applied for a waitress position at a restaurant, but they can't fit me into their schedule on the dates/times I need because I would be low on the totem pole and that wouldn't be fair to the other girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because I am a single mom, I am really hoping I'll find out that I have been approved for a grant or two.  If I were in a better position, I wouldn't want a hand-out.  But we could sure use a grant to start off my new career and new life as a Hair Stylist and Esthetician.  I am very excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3006948146349705600-2287078028890092483?l=beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2287078028890092483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/t-he-planets-are-aligning-again-i-just.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/2287078028890092483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/2287078028890092483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/t-he-planets-are-aligning-again-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen S.Falcon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czcrl4wcZUc/TxxyG_PK2YI/AAAAAAAABYc/9KQfefuizoI/s220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZ23VQ6t39I/AAAAAAAABGk/xMb4tcBNFN4/s72-c/expedict.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006948146349705600.post-8369986375533582858</id><published>2009-02-18T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:57:55.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school days'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Hump Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZxoHfMuW3I/AAAAAAAABFI/qb1dZfE8CK0/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZxoHfMuW3I/AAAAAAAABFI/qb1dZfE8CK0/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304228938978843506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;elp, looks like my wednesday plans took a dump, but I'm not completely 'f'd on this wednesday-hump-day.  And if you need to ask why it's called hump day, that is because it is the day in the middle of the week, like the top of the hill, the hump, and the rest of the week is downhill from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope the rest of my week won't be downhill!  Today I had to make a few calls and re-schedule my admissions appointment at my new school!  I was apologetic and hoped this would not effect my first impression with her, that I had to reschedule, but she, 'Nancy', was so sweet and understanding and simply replied, "Hey, I understand completely.  Stuff just happens."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I told her about my car's transmission taking a dump and I have been calling neighbors and knocking on doors just to try and find a ride into town, but that nothing has panned out yet.  Told her I figured it was getting down to the wire and I'd better call.  Told her I hated to do it, but "the planets just aren't aligning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She laughed at that and said, "I know THAT one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She seems like a very nice lady.  I thanked her for her flexibility and told her I'd just keep her posted.  We agreed to keep my admissions appointment 'open'/flexible since classes don't start yet anyway.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, I HANDED that mechanic my car keys this morning!  He said he'll have it done by tonight.  But, then again,  the day before yesterday he said, "I'll work on it tomorrow." and he never showed....uh oh.  I cut him slack because he is a good mechanic, he makes house calls, he works hard, and he charges CHICs very minimal labor....sometimes parts only.  He's a sucker for a pretty face, ha ha ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3006948146349705600-8369986375533582858?l=beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8369986375533582858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-hump-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/8369986375533582858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/8369986375533582858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-hump-day.html' title='Wednesday Hump Day'/><author><name>Karen S.Falcon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czcrl4wcZUc/TxxyG_PK2YI/AAAAAAAABYc/9KQfefuizoI/s220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZxoHfMuW3I/AAAAAAAABFI/qb1dZfE8CK0/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006948146349705600.post-5959783077589070473</id><published>2009-02-17T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:50:42.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Baby-Step-Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsu306cOAI/AAAAAAAABEA/WL9vYm4grZU/s1600-h/lobby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsu306cOAI/AAAAAAAABEA/WL9vYm4grZU/s200/lobby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303884522790336514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omorrow&lt;/span&gt; I meet with the admissions and financial adviser at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Phagans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cosmetology School in Newport, Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited!  Off on an adventure to a whole new start to an exciting next phase of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With life's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;quirky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; twists-n-turns, turns out I never went to college.  Hadn't narrowed down what I want 'to be' when I grow up, or maybe I just haven't grown up.  (that's another story for the Dr.Phil show!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have been home much of the past 13 years, with several jobs here and there in the meantime.  Never really happy or settled in any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;particula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;r career.  Just love being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e for my daughter, sending her off to school in the morning, picking her up at the bus stop on bad-weather days, making after school snacks for her while she muddles away at her homework and prattles on about how her day has gone.  I am fortunate and happy to have been able to be home for her as much as I have.   But, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; needs a real career!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We watch a lot of t.v., maybe too much.  One of our favorite shows is 'Tabatha's Salon Takeover'.  I thought, "I could do that!"  And so began another wild hair.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsvTY2bj8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/I6XH6c9I0aE/s1600-h/facials.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsvTY2bj8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/I6XH6c9I0aE/s320/facials.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303884996293660610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e are so many ideas and ventures and different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;paths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I have wondered down, but haven't followed through, or didn't have enough passion to follow through or simply gave up on myself and didn't believe I could really 'do it.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like my whole Real Estate fiasco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; On the one hand, I am glad I dove in and got the books and course and studied all that junk.  I was pleasantly surprised at my great scores on tests and showed some real promise.  Then I let some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;idiosyncrasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; of life get in the way and next thing ya know, that 'investment' is down the drain too.  You buy the course and have to finish tests and get your license within a year to the day, or you have to start all over.  So, money down the toilet for me.  Ultimately, my heart doesn't feel into real estate anyway . . . . I can't see me doing that the rest of my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; not since this latest wave of the economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next I thought I'd just dive in and go back to school for the long haul.  Go all the way, not just a specialized vocation.  My long term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; goal was Doctor of Psychology! of all things, me, a doctor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I over-analyze and deeply ponder all aspects of life a lot anyway, why not try my brain and insight into helping others.  I decided I'd go for a masters in psychology then continue school for however long it takes.  I went to the local community college, I picked out the courses I'd need.  I took the entrance exams and scored so exceptionally well on all my tests that I could bypass a lot of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;requisites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.  I was VERY happy!  I got stoked again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, I let life get in the way again.  And as happy as I was to score better than I ever imagined I could, on the tests, maybe subconsciously, that was all I wanted.  Just to know I 'could' do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got scared.  I thought about all the years and hours I'd be in school while my daughter (still pretty young at the time) w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ould&lt;/span&gt; be going home to an empty house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's just the two of us here in Oregon and it's pretty hard not having many friends around to 'cheer you on', let alone, just physically around to share life and help through whatever comes up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tucked my PhD dreams away for another day way far off in my future.  I can be one of those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Grammas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; that you'll read about in the news someday that finally gets her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doctorate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For now, this phase of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lfe&lt;/span&gt;, I will be a Hair Stylist and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Esthetician&lt;/span&gt;.  I am going for the double-up course.  I love playing around with hair styles and working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsvouTsztI/AAAAAAAABEY/QSzNpIM9LJs/s1600-h/hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsvouTsztI/AAAAAAAABEY/QSzNpIM9LJs/s200/hair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303885362830823122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;eping&lt;/span&gt; my wrinkles at bay off the face!  This is going to be a blast to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beauti&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fy&lt;/span&gt; ladies (and men) for a living and make a lot of new friends along the way!  Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are in your 30's or 40's (I'll turn 40 this year) and you find yourself longing to go to school but think you can't - GO FOR IT!  Just walk in that building and tell the receptionist you want to visit with someone about taking some classes.  They were so helpful and friendly and excited to have me join their family!  If you are unsure about the (seemingly) overwhelming steps it is going to take to reach that goal...they'll walk you through every step of the process and continue to help you along your journey.   Follow-through, Follow-through, I think I can, I know I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3006948146349705600-5959783077589070473?l=beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5959783077589070473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-step-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/5959783077589070473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/5959783077589070473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-step-wednesday.html' title='Baby-Step-Wednesday'/><author><name>Karen S.Falcon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czcrl4wcZUc/TxxyG_PK2YI/AAAAAAAABYc/9KQfefuizoI/s220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMFcmdFoCqs/SZsu306cOAI/AAAAAAAABEA/WL9vYm4grZU/s72-c/lobby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006948146349705600.post-3028336914204967324</id><published>2009-02-15T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:36:20.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>A quick get up and go design to smack around.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get around to creating it tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3006948146349705600-3028336914204967324?l=beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3028336914204967324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/3028336914204967324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3006948146349705600/posts/default/3028336914204967324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beauty-school-blogger.blogspot.com/2009/02/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Karen S.Falcon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czcrl4wcZUc/TxxyG_PK2YI/AAAAAAAABYc/9KQfefuizoI/s220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
