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Surprise Weekend

Turned out to be a Disney World trip to the Polynesian and the Animal Kingdom Lodge. It’s very entertaining to watch African animals do the things they do right outside your window. And it’s that time of year again, the EPCOT Flower and Garden Festival is underway. We went to a seminar on making backyard fountains and walked away with a tote bag and a water lily in a planter. A little tricky to carry around the rest of the day.

Author of Strawberry Shortcake: Return of the Purple Pie Man, Disney’s Frozen Comic Collection, Transformers: Robots in Disguise Animated and Littlest Pet Shop: Open for Business. She’s written for IDW Publishing, Hasbro, Lion Forge, American Greetings and Scholastic, and her work has been discussed in Comics Beat and The Washington Post. Subscribe to the newsletter

Class Begins in a Week!

What busy days these are! The biggest event lately is the quest for Grad school. After I managed to get all of my recommendations, write my essay, complete my application and turn everything in, I found out that my undergrad school had never gotten my faxed request to send my transcript. I called and left messages, but didn’t get any real action until I got someone on the phone. I faxed the request again, it was processed and mailed, and I got my official acceptance while I was on vacation.

As soon as I got back I got on MyUCF to register for class. But after I’d gone through adding classes, I discovered I had a hold on my registration. There was a health document I didn’t know about. I called my parents and began my spirited search for my health records. My former pediatrition was dead, my first undergrad school had dumped my records and the second I got my degree from had never asked for them. My parents had to go down to my high school to dig them up. We sent them off but when I called the Health Center, I learned that I was missing a second vaccination for measles. Measles vaccine? At my age? Ok…

It took me another week to get into the doctor and tell him my plight. They immediately blood-tested me for measles immunity and gave me a tetanus shot for luck. I tested immune and the doctor’s office sent off my form. I called the Health Center and discovered – they would only be satisfied with the lab results. If they read the lab results differently from the doctor, they planned to challenge his sign off. Wow. Fortunately they must have deemed my lab results acceptable; my hold came off after the doctor faxed them over.

Back to registering for those classes. The finance class I wanted to get into, after all of this running around, had only one space left. I attempted to get in and – denied! I got an error telling me I needed permission to take this class. That really surprised me because it was clearly one of the four my acceptance letter told me I had to take, a required Foundation class. I called the registrar’s office, and they explained that I would need a permission ID number to override the system and allow me to register. I needed an override to take a class I had to take? They assured me there was nothing they could do after that, they would forward me to my MBA department. I had to leave a message.

Fortunately, someone in that office did get back to me and helped me get my override. Unfortunately, the Finance class filled in the meantime. I decided to get into the Accounting class, but I needed yet another override number and had to call back.

I’m relieved to say that I got help again and I am now registered for two classes this summer. I knew grad school was hard, but registration wasn’t the part I thought would be hard. I’m just glad to be in, glad to be taking this step, and even happy to see the ginormous accounting textbook had to order.

I had a party on Friday where I served a series of mixed drinks to a group of friends. Some people might have gotten a little overexcited and broken a cup. You know who you are. I served a Brandy Apple Snap, a Tequila Mockingbird, a Singapore Sling, a Blue Hawaiian, a Dragon Fly, and a very rich shooter, so I’ll take the blame. Two friends stayed over so we hit the driving range in the morning before going to an event, so I don’t mind that today was filled with chores. It was a great weekend.

Author of Strawberry Shortcake: Return of the Purple Pie Man, Disney’s Frozen Comic Collection, Transformers: Robots in Disguise Animated and Littlest Pet Shop: Open for Business. She’s written for IDW Publishing, Hasbro, Lion Forge, American Greetings and Scholastic, and her work has been discussed in Comics Beat and The Washington Post. Subscribe to the newsletter

Those Math Blues of Mine

I think I spent the entire first few weeks of February coloring, and the last two weeks too sick to get out of bed. When Scott gets on these crunch assignments for Japan, the inevitable result is me sitting on my butt in front of the computer night after night. It’s not surprising that leads to sleep deprivation during the time of year when I need it most to fend off my grass allergies, and that days of constant hay fever carefully cultivate a sinus infection. This one has been hard to get rid of. Especially since I have begun a new project of my own: getting my MBA.

I did some research at the beginning of 2009 and confirmed that I would need to take my GMAT to even consider getting into graduate school. This is someone who hasn’t taken a math class since I left Georgia Tech, when a miserable experience with Calculus III left no doubt in my mind that I would never make it through Calc IV and V (It’s a weird thing about Tech – the students refer to ever class by an abbreviation. Calculus = Calc, Chem = Chemistry, Diffy Q’s = Differential Equations, etc. I never got it. Probably contributed to my exit). So I picked up my GMAT for Dummies book, generously passed along from a friend currently in grad school, and gave myself a crash course in math.

I was never that great in math. I say that, while I admit, I did take nothing but honors math all the way to graduation from high school, and even made a high enough score on the AP test to get out of a quarter of college Calculus. But I had to work very, very hard at it. So hard that I barely gave any other class a second thought, never studied for much of anything else beyond taking a passing glance at science, and was darn lucky I didn’t have to. By the time I was struggling through Calc III, I had to acknowledge I was faking my way through it, I didn’t really understand it and I needed to get out. I transferred my goals to be a computer programmer to computer artist. No math in art school for me.

I just spent a month confronted with math concepts I hadn’t thought twice about in years. A math tutor might have helped, but on my own, I had limited success at figuring out how to approach most of the problems. Of any type. The book didn’t quite cover all of the material I was confronted with on the practice tests. I was freaking out by the time I had to go to my testing appointment, and I was recovering from an illness. I’m going to say straight up, I still don’t understand finding “Work.” It looks like it should be so simple too. When I took the test I got caught up in the problems I had half a chance at solving and didn’t come close to finishing the Quantitative section.

So my scores mirrored my SATs: near 100% on the verbal, on the math, just plain sad. But one made up for the other and I surpassed the minimum I needed. On to the next step: application!

Author of Strawberry Shortcake: Return of the Purple Pie Man, Disney’s Frozen Comic Collection, Transformers: Robots in Disguise Animated and Littlest Pet Shop: Open for Business. She’s written for IDW Publishing, Hasbro, Lion Forge, American Greetings and Scholastic, and her work has been discussed in Comics Beat and The Washington Post. Subscribe to the newsletter