my own bed

Using your own computer is like sleeping in your own bed. Others may be just as good or better, but they're not YOURS, ya know what I mean? There's nothing like the old comfortable familiar feel of your own. I'm sure it will be like going home after a vacation when I get back to it, and I can't wait. I have been stealing moments here and there when I can, but it's not the same. I don't have access to my links. I think that drives me the most nuts. Having to remember to logout of everything is obnoxious. Having to remember to log IN is obnoxious too for that matter. What the heck is my password again? Why are they all different? Oh, and I must have reset that one because it is "fdsfleiweoiur" or something non-sensical like that, that I will never remember. Dang it! Why don't I ever remember to change it?? And what is the url for that site again that I love? Shoot. I'll have to look it up. Again. And why isn't my favorite site loading? Ever? By now I've wasted all the computer time I've got trying to get to nowhere. Great.

Phew. Can't wait until vacation is over, and I can get home and "sleep in my own bed" !!!

transition

Just a quick update to let you know that I didn't forget about y'all!
I'm in transition right now and will check in when I can, but it's going to take me a bit to get settled. Feel free to drop me a note, email, or whatever now and then if you miss me.
I'll be thinking about you, and will be back posting as soon as I can.
:)

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1. My uncle once: lived in a house with hundreds of bats in the attic that would swoop outside at dusk.

2. Never in my life: have I jumped out of an airplane. But I would consider it.

3. When I was five: Ian was my best friend and we would play outside until dark everyday.

4. High School is/was: a time when I did a lot of changing.

5. My parents are: starting to realize that I am an adult.

6. I once met: Ed Robertson in a casino. I blabbered like an idiot.

7. There's this girl I know who: is a pathological liar.

8. Once, at a bar: I drunkenly knocked over a barstool in front of my boyfriend’s father.

9. Last night: I didn’t get much sleep.

10. Next time I go to church: will be in search of a new church home.

11. When I turn my head left, I see: what looks like a beautiful spring day, even though it is the middle of January.

12. When I turn my head right, I see: a big pile of scrapbook supplies.

13. How many days until my birthday?: 135.

14. If I was a character written by Shakespeare I'd be: killed in the end over a big misunderstanding a la Juliet.

15. By this time next year: I will be planning for the next phase in my life.

16. A better name for me would be: something people could spell on the first try.

17. I have a hard time understanding: why things never seem to get better.

18. If I ever go back to school I: would have surely lost my mind, since I haven’t really left yet.

19. You know I like you if: I pick on you.

20. If I won an award, the first person I'd thank would be: Whoever was giving the award.

21. Take my advice: Don’t waste time. Do it NOW.

22. My ideal breakfast is: pancakes piled high with butter and syrup. Bacon and sausage. Chocolate milk and coffee.

23. If you visit my hometown: please tell me where it is.

24. Why won't someone: make fat free / calorie free / full taste Snickers bars?

25. If you spend the night at my house: watch out for the early morning gremlins who have absolutely no respect for the sleeping.

26. I'd stop my wedding: to take in every moment before it passed me by.

27. The world could do without: hate.

28. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: get up early in the morning. I am NOT a morning person.

29. Paper clips are more useful than: my shoe rack.

30. If I do anything well, it is: making people laugh.

31. And by the way: I need my friends more than they realize. Life is short. Don’t waste any precious moments.

i must have learned by osmosis

Well, I guess all is not lost for DD. She's set at least until 8th grade. After that, she's on her own. lol.

You Passed 8th Grade Science

Congratulations, you got 8/8 correct!

Could You Pass 8th Grade Science?

science lab

I don't understand science. I'm just not good at it. Science labs were a recurring nightmare for me in school. When professors handed out the lab assignments I would stare at the directions and have no earthly idea what they meant or what in the world they expected me to do. My coping strategy was to pick the smartest lab partner possible and let them do all the work. I was always more than happy to sit and write down the answers while they did all the science stuff. I had a lab instructor take extreme pity on me one semester and begged me just to give him a one sentence summary of what the lab was supposed to prove. He was not asking me to do the lab, solve any equations, or even write anything down. He just wanted me to tell him in words what we had just spent the last three hours doing. I stared at him blankly. I quite honestly had no concept of what had gone on. I just cannot wrap my brain around the whole science lab process.

I have this thing with my kids where we discuss the best and worst parts of our day. I'd like to think it encourages an open dialogue where we are all comfortable to share our feelings and the ups and downs of daily life. This week DD was proud to tell me the highlight of her entire week - Science Lab. She was so excited to create a hypothesis, run an experiment, and draw a conclusion. She even wrote up a lab report.

Freaking science lab. My heart was bursting with pride. But I certainly hope she isn't going to need any help with her homework.

nomads

Growing up my life was entirely nomadic. I don't think my parents would have stayed in one place if they were giving away houses for free. They still don't stay in one place very long. I don't have a home town. When people ask me where I'm from, I don't even have an answer.

But here's the kicker - Now I'm doing it too. And I absolutely hate it. DD was talking to me today about changing schools. It breaks my heart. I told her what it was like for me. And she seemed fine about it. And she probably is. But I'm the one who's falling to pieces about the whole thing. Cause I've been there. And I don't care about this "whole new adventure" line of crap that people feed you. Moving is hard. Change is hard. And that's the cold, hard truth of it.

I wish I knew that things were going to be different for my kids than they were for me. But it's probably a lie. So far things have been exactly the same. Passing down the same crosses to bare from generation to generation.

I so hope that I will be able to break the cycle, because this isn't the way things were supposed to be. We have had to make hard decisions based on our circumstances. But I will do everything I can to put things right and make them better. It's all that I can do.

stop talking about coffee already

I love coffee. I'm serious. I love it. I.LOVE.IT. It's ridiculous really. A few years back I couldn't stand the stuff. The only reason I started drinking it was because it just seemed like the right thing to do at two in the morning at the all night diner after being out. (Shout out to all my AC's friends! LOL!!) Now I'm actually taking the time to write about how much I love it. What the heck? I don't even know why I'm writing about it, except that I am sitting here with a giant mug of coffee right now, and it is so delicious that I can't really focus on anything else. It's sick really. And I've written about it before (coffee) which only makes it worse that I'm doing it again. Ugh. It's worse than I thought - I've actually written about it twice before (more coffee).
I don't think I can let this go on. Today I am having a good ol' fashioned cup o' Folgers with hazelnut creamer. It's perfect. I love it. I love my coffee. That's right, I said it. It's warm and smooth and perfect. Well maybe perfect is an exaggeration. But it's pretty darned good.
I love to go out for coffee. Do you want to meet for coffee? Cause I'll be right there. I love to sit in the shop and smell the wonderful aromas and watch all the pretentious coffee snobs order their ridiculously complicated special brews and read and study and absorb it all in. It's wonderful. I love it. I love the experience. I love coffee.

girls! can you come out and play?

Here's a note to all my girls.......

I AM COMING HOME!!!!

This means I get to see you all again soon and we can back to our crazy antics!

I don't care how busy we all are. We are NOT too busy to spend time with friends.
We are NOT. TOO. BUSY. TO. SPEND. TIME. WITH. FRIENDS.

(If you are too busy to even be reading this, then Shame on You!)

I expect to see you all, and often. So be prepared. I'll be knocking on your doors.

Come out, come out, where ever you are!

decide

It seems that most of the blogs I have read this week are addressing this whole New Year's Resolution thing, so I decided that I wasn't going to do that. But I guess now that I've mentioned it, I'm doing it, aren't I? Quite frankly, I don't feel that strongly one way or the other about making them or not. If you do - great. If not - great too. I'm not sure it matters either way. As for me, sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. Last year I decided to lose weight, so I lost fifty pounds. This year I would like to lose another fifty. We'll see.

Mostly, I think this is a good time of year to reflect on what you have done, and decide what you can do better. It is a clean start for those who need it. Although, I do think that you can make these decisions at any time. You don't need a new year to decide that it's time to get organized or eat right or get a better job. If the time is right, you can do these things at any time. For me, I can do anything I set my mind to. That is, if I make the conscious decision to do it. Once I have made the commitment in my mind, I can do it. Until then, well...

So what resolutions (read: decisions) have you made for yourself this year? And do you have the resolve to follow through with them?

Best of luck to you this 2006!

friends don't let friends blog drunk

red red wine it makes me feel so fine.......

Happy New Year Everyone!!!!!

I don't think this will be very coherent. Cause red red wine it makes me feel so fine....

Ummm.... I miss you all! Can't wait to see you again! Or meet you, or whatever the case may be.

red
red
wine
it
makes
me
feel
so
fine

i miss my honey. i wish he was here.

red red wiiiiiiinnnnnnnnneee!

This is going to be a great year!!! Because I say it, it is so. Umm, yeah. Ok.

I don't think I should be writing this in these conditions.
red red wine you make me feel so fine. you keep me rockin, all of the time.

What's Up?!?!

Hope you had a great evening. Hope you had fun! And no regrets!
Happy New Year!!!!

Guess you can tell what I was up to.

Cause,

RED RED WINE IT MAKES ME FEEL SO FINE!!!!!!!