Scratchin' Flirtin' and Dear Old Grandma

I put an APB out today for classes that would be of benefit.  After much "head scratchin" I figured out how to register for JC classes; and when I did the classes that I wanted for 2 certificates were full.  In years past I could show up the first day of class, bat my big brown eyes, and be allowed to add the class.  That was 39 years ago.  My big brown eyes now require focusing through my tri-focals to even see the outline of the  object of my desire, let alone do any flirting. Flirting.... oh yes, I remember that.........barely.  Any skill I had at flirting and getting what I wanted went out  somewhere between being dumped by the local ER doctor that I was dating back in Michigan and marrying Ray--the love of my life.  Flirting---my lost art.  BTW I was GOOD at it.  Maybe that will be another blog....Anyway, I am going to have to rely on articulation and my self respect.  Oh shit!   Am I screwed?!?!?!    I have to get these classes now!  Persevere I will!!!  I will get a certificate in Human Resources and in American Sign Language Interpretation.  I taught ASL in Michigan and really enjoyed it.  I have thought about getting this certificate for a LONG time.  Now is the time and I am going for it!  Next week I'll face the instructors and walk away victorious.  I must!  To quote my grandmother, "My good cannot be withheld from me."  Night classes here I come.