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25 February, 2009
confessions
things THAT I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD CONFESS...
1.I still really want to know if I could get a ride from a complete stranger just by showing a little leg. What a wonderful way to save on gas money...
2.Sometimes I laugh when other people's children misbehave. Quit kidding yourself and own up to it - you think it's funny, too.
3.I have the ability to eat a whole bag of mini Snicker bars at one sitting... Oh, yum...
4.I often want to shoot people with water guns. Strangers, people I know...yeah, it doesn't matter.
5.I have an awful crush on Robin Hood. He's soooooo ...sooo - well, foxy.
6.I am contemplating stealing my daughter's princess tiara - just for a day. I really love the way it feels on my head. I just want to wear it around town and wave at passing cars.
7.I so greatly dislike snakes that I will not take my children into the reptile complex at the zoo unless we are with other people.
8.I have always wanted a bed so high that I would need a step stool to climb up into it.
9.I have really always wanted a pair of pink leg warmers. If I ever find them...
10. It is nearly 2am, and I am just now getting sleepy... By the way, I can eat a 2 piece fried chicken snack from Zesto's in 28.6 seconds flat. I think that I could eat one in 16.9 seconds right now...I am sooooo hungry....
1.I still really want to know if I could get a ride from a complete stranger just by showing a little leg. What a wonderful way to save on gas money...
2.Sometimes I laugh when other people's children misbehave. Quit kidding yourself and own up to it - you think it's funny, too.
3.I have the ability to eat a whole bag of mini Snicker bars at one sitting... Oh, yum...
4.I often want to shoot people with water guns. Strangers, people I know...yeah, it doesn't matter.
5.I have an awful crush on Robin Hood. He's soooooo ...sooo - well, foxy.
6.I am contemplating stealing my daughter's princess tiara - just for a day. I really love the way it feels on my head. I just want to wear it around town and wave at passing cars.
7.I so greatly dislike snakes that I will not take my children into the reptile complex at the zoo unless we are with other people.
8.I have always wanted a bed so high that I would need a step stool to climb up into it.
9.I have really always wanted a pair of pink leg warmers. If I ever find them...
10. It is nearly 2am, and I am just now getting sleepy... By the way, I can eat a 2 piece fried chicken snack from Zesto's in 28.6 seconds flat. I think that I could eat one in 16.9 seconds right now...I am sooooo hungry....
Budgets are worse than caffeine...
I fell asleep next to my Bear tonight. I love our bedtime routine. I bathe the kids and brush their teeth and hair. Then, it's time to give both of them their cups of milk and snuggle them down into their cozy little beds. I don't know what I'm going to do when they aren't both in the same room anymore. I make sure that the room is spotless and dimly lit...And then I kiss them and sit down to read Bible stories to them until they fall asleep. Princess looks at me until she can't hold her eyes open any longer, and then she snuggles onto her pillow and closes her little eyes. Bear responds with "Uh huh, Mommy," to everything that I say until he finally gets too sleepy. Then I sit there in the peaceful quiet and contemplate the changes that constantly occur in my life. I think that it is the most relaxing time of my whole day. Tonight, I got a little carried away and read two or three stories to myself after Princess went to sleep. Bear leaned up in his bed - with a smile on his face - and pulled my back to reality with a giggly "Mommy!" So I sat on his bed next to him where he could see the pictures and read the story to him. We prayed, and then it wasn't long at all until we were both fast asleep. It was one of those few times in my adult life that I have been as relaxed as I was when I was a child.
You know - that "everything is okay" feeling that children feel without even realizing that they are feeling it? No worries. No stress. That's when money grows on camelia bushes and death only happens to random old people in books and movies. The biggest decisions that you have to make is whether to play "hide and seek" or "red rover"...Reality doesn't scale down your dreams...and war is a card game...
I watched Princess movies yesterday - two of them. You must understand...watching two movies is alot for me. Until a couple of weeks ago, the closest thing to a movie that I had watched was a Veggie Tale DVD. (All right, I did watch the Veggie Tale pirate movie...Great movie. Annoying yankee accent.) I love princess movies. Cinderella made me cheer and clap and cry - without realizing what I was doing until I did it. Princess Diaries 2 made me cheer the mean guy turned caring, sensitive sweet guy on. I kind of thought he needed a hair cut, though. At least he dressed nicely - and he was a gourmet chef. But so was Ratatouille. I didn't really like that movie. Some of the content was a little off color for children. We bought the movie, and I haven't allowed my children to watch it yet.
It all happened so fast...I've never had time to catch my breath... in dreams you're all alone...
I fell asleep next to my Bear tonight. I love our bedtime routine. I bathe the kids and brush their teeth and hair. Then, it's time to give both of them their cups of milk and snuggle them down into their cozy little beds. I don't know what I'm going to do when they aren't both in the same room anymore. I make sure that the room is spotless and dimly lit...And then I kiss them and sit down to read Bible stories to them until they fall asleep. Princess looks at me until she can't hold her eyes open any longer, and then she snuggles onto her pillow and closes her little eyes. Bear responds with "Uh huh, Mommy," to everything that I say until he finally gets too sleepy. Then I sit there in the peaceful quiet and contemplate the changes that constantly occur in my life. I think that it is the most relaxing time of my whole day. Tonight, I got a little carried away and read two or three stories to myself after Princess went to sleep. Bear leaned up in his bed - with a smile on his face - and pulled my back to reality with a giggly "Mommy!" So I sat on his bed next to him where he could see the pictures and read the story to him. We prayed, and then it wasn't long at all until we were both fast asleep. It was one of those few times in my adult life that I have been as relaxed as I was when I was a child.
You know - that "everything is okay" feeling that children feel without even realizing that they are feeling it? No worries. No stress. That's when money grows on camelia bushes and death only happens to random old people in books and movies. The biggest decisions that you have to make is whether to play "hide and seek" or "red rover"...Reality doesn't scale down your dreams...and war is a card game...
I watched Princess movies yesterday - two of them. You must understand...watching two movies is alot for me. Until a couple of weeks ago, the closest thing to a movie that I had watched was a Veggie Tale DVD. (All right, I did watch the Veggie Tale pirate movie...Great movie. Annoying yankee accent.) I love princess movies. Cinderella made me cheer and clap and cry - without realizing what I was doing until I did it. Princess Diaries 2 made me cheer the mean guy turned caring, sensitive sweet guy on. I kind of thought he needed a hair cut, though. At least he dressed nicely - and he was a gourmet chef. But so was Ratatouille. I didn't really like that movie. Some of the content was a little off color for children. We bought the movie, and I haven't allowed my children to watch it yet.
It all happened so fast...I've never had time to catch my breath... in dreams you're all alone...
05 February, 2009
I should be getting ready for bed...
From there to here...From here to there...Funny things are everywhere.
I bought a broom today. The old one was covered in raw eggs. It's in the trash.
I sort of want to cut my hair. But I really don't. I think I should shave my head. I think about my hair a little too much.
I really don't like white walls...so yuck...and blah...and uninspiring. I want to paint my walls in my kitchen somewhere between red, orange, and peach. I haven't decided which.
I want Chinese food and Japanese food...egg rolls, and potstickers, and crab rangoons, and cold buckwheat noodles with miso sauce and seaweed on top...I'm hungry now.
I'm so happy, and tired, and ready to organize everything that I can lay my hands on...
Listening to disco music in the car today made me realize that I've always wanted Farrah Fawcett hair. I'll never really be happy with my hair until it looks like Farrah Fawcett hair.
I feel so powerful when I hide behind my oversized sunglasses and my jogging stroller. That jogging stroller is really nice. It is a very visible reminder that I am fat because I have two kids - let's not blame it on them, but...- and it also hides my hips from the front view. Nice. My sunglasses make me brave and give me super powers. Never leave home without them.
Have you ever wanted to eat something so badly, but everytime you tried to eat what you thought you wanted, you realized it wasn't what you wanted after all? So frustrating. I could gain five hundred pounds like this...
I dreamed last night that Hubby's law school class had a little alumni function, and that I had to wear a little black dress and go schmooze with Hubby...But it was so boring that I dodged people who tried to talk to me in an evasive way that left them admiring me and wanting to talk to me all the more and that I ran away into the heart of the college campus downtown where I quickly changed out of my tennis shoes in to a pair of black stillettos and put on my big sunglasses. I was warmly received by a crowd of young college students who thought that my older, more mature world view was fascinating, and they quickly wanted to make me leader of their pack. I kept up my mysterious nature by leaving them at the height of my popularity to finally return to Hubby when his function was over and he once again missed me. However, to keep in touch with my new found fan club, I rented a historic old building to live in. I suspected that the condo was shared by a number of vermin. Therefore, I conducted an investigation in which I peaked into the dimly lit condo through the glass doors that led to the balcony. I then surveyed two little furry creatures sitting on my living room floor. I immediately asked my mother if I could crash at her place with my family for the rest of my life - to which she replied that I could stay only one night. I agreed to this with the intent that I would continue to beg until one night became the rest of my life. At that point, I awoke with the vague feeling that a mouse was in my room. Thankfully, this was only a distant memory of the dream from which I had just been awakened. My current home is - due to my diligence and obsessive cleaning - rodent and bug free.
From there to here...From here to there...Funny things are everywhere.
I bought a broom today. The old one was covered in raw eggs. It's in the trash.
I sort of want to cut my hair. But I really don't. I think I should shave my head. I think about my hair a little too much.
I really don't like white walls...so yuck...and blah...and uninspiring. I want to paint my walls in my kitchen somewhere between red, orange, and peach. I haven't decided which.
I want Chinese food and Japanese food...egg rolls, and potstickers, and crab rangoons, and cold buckwheat noodles with miso sauce and seaweed on top...I'm hungry now.
I'm so happy, and tired, and ready to organize everything that I can lay my hands on...
Listening to disco music in the car today made me realize that I've always wanted Farrah Fawcett hair. I'll never really be happy with my hair until it looks like Farrah Fawcett hair.
I feel so powerful when I hide behind my oversized sunglasses and my jogging stroller. That jogging stroller is really nice. It is a very visible reminder that I am fat because I have two kids - let's not blame it on them, but...- and it also hides my hips from the front view. Nice. My sunglasses make me brave and give me super powers. Never leave home without them.
Have you ever wanted to eat something so badly, but everytime you tried to eat what you thought you wanted, you realized it wasn't what you wanted after all? So frustrating. I could gain five hundred pounds like this...
I dreamed last night that Hubby's law school class had a little alumni function, and that I had to wear a little black dress and go schmooze with Hubby...But it was so boring that I dodged people who tried to talk to me in an evasive way that left them admiring me and wanting to talk to me all the more and that I ran away into the heart of the college campus downtown where I quickly changed out of my tennis shoes in to a pair of black stillettos and put on my big sunglasses. I was warmly received by a crowd of young college students who thought that my older, more mature world view was fascinating, and they quickly wanted to make me leader of their pack. I kept up my mysterious nature by leaving them at the height of my popularity to finally return to Hubby when his function was over and he once again missed me. However, to keep in touch with my new found fan club, I rented a historic old building to live in. I suspected that the condo was shared by a number of vermin. Therefore, I conducted an investigation in which I peaked into the dimly lit condo through the glass doors that led to the balcony. I then surveyed two little furry creatures sitting on my living room floor. I immediately asked my mother if I could crash at her place with my family for the rest of my life - to which she replied that I could stay only one night. I agreed to this with the intent that I would continue to beg until one night became the rest of my life. At that point, I awoke with the vague feeling that a mouse was in my room. Thankfully, this was only a distant memory of the dream from which I had just been awakened. My current home is - due to my diligence and obsessive cleaning - rodent and bug free.
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