Too much?

How do you know what is considered “too much” information in an essay or blog. I feel like we have to share some things to get our point across but if we share too much it starts to sound more like an autobiography then an essay or blog post. I wrote a rough draft I believe essay for my composition class and I thought I shared a great deal, maybe a little too much, to get my point across. I shared about the events that led up to me being place in foster care and my Dad dying. The feedback I got was that people wanted to know more. I am unsure how much I should share. I do not want my life story to get in the way of proving the point of why I believe what I believe.  I read a few of my other classmate’s blogs and some had personal stories while other were mainly just facts. I really wish I knew whether or not I was doing my essay correct and had some feedback from this class. I could be writing completely wrong and would have no idea because nothing is graded! I have thought about posting a questions on the “Burning question” form about grades and feedback but I just looked and someone else has already posted about the same thing. It feels good knowing I am not the only one with this frustration and confusion. At least I have a blog I can complain to instead of making my husband listen to my school problems!  Mid-term is soon and according to the syllabus everything should be graded up to midterm. I just need to get through the next week or so and not just give up! Almost halfway through the class J Woo hooo

Middle Ages

What happens when you have no clue what to blog about? You take a dumb online quiz and blog about that! I decided to take a test about what era I should have lived in... These are my results…

The Middle Ages 1101A.D. to 1460A.D. Get ready to party - you're best suited for the romantified times of the Crusades and Knighthood. You tend to remain firmly convinced and unmoved about all your beliefs, showing your own unique style and originality as you do it. Others admire your individual attitude, even if it's from afar, making you ideal for the high class end of the table at the royal court. Cheers!

I believe this was the biggest waste of 30 seconds of my life but hey at least I know I could survive in the middle ages. Well maybe not survive, but I was "born" to live in the middle ages.  I will say that the results were correct when it talked about my unique style and originality.  I do not think that I would have fit in well with the crusades. I do not believe the Crusades were good but that is a whole other discussion.  My husband took the quiz and got the same results. At least I know that we would be together!

I just goggled images of what clothes in the middle ages looked like this and I have decided that it Is a good thing that I was born now instead of then! The clothes of the middle ages are HIDEOUS! Well, minus some of the head pieces I saw. I will admit they wore some cute hats!

YAY!

This morning after taking my math test we finally went car shopping!!! I swear this morning Brent was like a little kid again. He kept poking at me and pushing me to get up and get ready so he can go look at cars! I thought it was kind of cute. :)  He has had his eye on one for the past couple of days so we decided to go look at it. We ended up getting it and I must say it is PERFECT! As you can see it is all black and the windows are tinted. My husband really enjoys the fact that it has a turbo and a "sports suspension"...whatever that means :) . The inside is black leather with cloth inserts. I sat in the driver seat and for a moment thought I ripped the leather because the button on the back of my jeans rubbed up against the seat. I panicked for a moment but then I was OK...nothing would be worse than ruining the new car before even getting it off the lot! What I enjoy most....other than the sunroof....is all the safety features. It has 10 airbags along with reinforced steal in case we roll over. I also learned that inside the hood was a type of blanket, if the engine were to catch on fire this “blanket” would detach and smother the fire caused by the engine.  I thought this was a really cool feature. After getting all the paperwork signed we took it for a drive. We ended up in Branson and decided to eat dinner. The only places we saw open was Applebee’s or a place called Rowdy Beavers. Since we eat at Applebee’s a lot we decided to try the other place. Bad choice! I was sick to my stomach as soon as we got home. Luckily though I did not get sick in the new car.