more lyrics to make you think

Cats in the Cradle
My child arrived just the other day
Came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
He was talkin' 'fore I knew it
And as he grew he said,
'I'm gonna be like you, Dad,
You know I'm gonna be like you.'

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man 'n the moon.
'When you comin' home?'
'Son, I don't know when. We'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then.'

Well, my son turned ten just the other day.
He said, 'Thanks for the ball, Dad. Come on, let's play.
Could you teach me to throw?'
I said, 'Not today. I got a lot to do.'
He said, 'That's okay.'
And he walked away and he smiled and he said,
'You know, I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him.'

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
'I'm proud of you. Could you sit for a while?'
He shook his head and he said with a smile,
'What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?'

I've long since retired, my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
'I'd like to see you, if you don't mind.'
He said, 'I'd love to, Dad, if I could find the time.
You see my new job's a hassle and the kids have the flu,
But it's sure nice talkin' to you, Dad.
It's been sure nice talkin' to you.'
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

Um... this song gets me everytime.
thought i'd share the words with you all today.

this is me!

confidence

first impressions.
i've been told many times over "i was intimidated by you." or "i thought you didn't like me." or "i thought you were a jerk." "i thought you were just too beautiful." "i thought you were way too smart to be my friend." things of this nature. (italics aren't real comments, obviously.) i can't imagine how this could be. how could someone who feels so insecure come across as so confident? do i overcompensate?
yesterday, while sitting at the game... Brown Eyed Girl came over the loudspeaker. i looked to mary and proudly proclaimed that it was my song. written for me, of course, cause i'm a brown eyed girl. i thought that this comment was obviously a joke. van morrison doesn't know me and i'm pretty sure he wrote the song about someone else. mary says something like this... i think you are the most confident girl i know.
really?
yes, really!

i don't understand.
i need some suggestions.
i don't want to be the unapproachable girl.
it doesn't seem like there is much else to say about this. if i start joking... confident, arrogant girl comes to surface. if i'm real... that's too scary.

bedtime

it is hard for me to go to bed.
every night just about, i get to a point where i think, ok, i guess i'll just go to bed. (because i don't know what else to do.)
i was tired earlier today. but now, now that its 1am, i'm wide eyed.
this is annoying to me.
i know that tonight i'm still a little hyped up from our friday night meeting. it was another great night. how could i enjoy what i do more? these kiddos are frickin' awesome. yes indeed, awesome. God keeps surprising me with cool conversations and connections with youth who in the past i could have very easily killed. so, a shout out to you God. You rock!

new food in my life (over the last year)

Meat.
Evidently, some of you don’t know yet, I eat meat. December 2003 I wanted chicken (who knows why, but I did, so I had it.) Now, after a little over 9 years meatless, I eat fish and birds. Still avoiding cow and pig at all costs. :o) But get this… I’ve even gotten to the point where I buy raw meat, cut it up, cook it and eat it. CRAZY!
Yogurt (despite the live active cultures… nasty!)
I have mostly been nastified at the thought of eating live active cultures (and still am, I just choose not to think about it.) however, someone convinced me that I needed that mold for healthy womanhood. I know not if that is completely true, however, I like it now. I’d just like to put in a plug for Yoplait. This, although usually more expensive, tastes much better than Dannon.
Beer.
Last summer I decided to try to acquire the taste for beer, for it is much cheaper when one is out on the town than the other stuff. I decided that goal is accomplished. Last night I had two beers and didn’t even bat an eye about it. It was actually enjoyable.

on rockers and rockin' out

what is a rock star? i use the term “rock star” a lot, but i’m not sure what others think i mean when i use it. this crossed my mind last night as people around me were sorta freaking out.
i like to call my friends rock stars, and certainly they don’t fit the stereotypical “rock star” mold.

here is a question for you.
what goes through a performers mind when he is reaching out into the crowd to touch the hands of screaming girls?
Options:
"What am I doing?"
"This is quite weird. Who am I? "
"Sweet, I can cause a bunch of high school girls to scream and get excited when I reach out and touch them."
"Whatever, they like it, I’ll go with it."
"This is cool… I’m cool!"

I don’t know. I was just wondering....
(and feel free to add some possible options.)

some friends and i went to see switchfoot last night. it started out rough but ended up being a good show. it was a little strange though. we were surrounded by lots o’ youngins. (it made me smile to see groups of kids leaving the show to get into the cars of their parents waiting outside.) it started and ended quite early. and the encore was only one song. i thought that was really weird.
however, most of the shows i’ve been to lately have been much more mellow, so it was fun to listen/watch them seriously rock out. keep on rockin’ in the free world, guys.

cognitive faculties

why is it that some people can have 5 million unanswered questions about their own faith and still believe?
why is it that those same unanswered questions prohibit others from believing?

why is it that some things seem unexplainable/unfathomable
and that those things are still accepted as truth by some
and that those things are deemed untruth or lies by others.

why is it that God have given us minds longing to understand, yet gives us faith rather than understanding?

what its like by everlast

i heard this old song on the way to chruch last night, and being the sap that i am, it really got to me. i thought, yeah! these are good lyrics. right on man. how often do we judge people having no knowledge of even one page of their story. thought i'd remind all you lovelies what those crazy lyrics are.

We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange
He ask the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes
Get a job you fuckin' slob's all he replied

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
Then you really might know what it's like

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love
He said don't worry about a thing baby doll I'm the man you've been dreamin' of
But three months later he said he won't date her or return her call
And she sweared god damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls
And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the doors
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
Then you really might know what it's like

I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the down side of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
Smoked the finest green
I stroked daddies dimes at least a couple of times
Before I broke their heart
You know where it ends
Yo, it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max
He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late at night
Liked to get shit faced
And keep pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gun fight
Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45
Talked some shit
And wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain
You know it crumbles that way
At least that's what they say when you play the game

God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose
Then you really might know what it's like
To have to lose...

loving and being loved

last night, after a few hours of building the maze...
one of my most difficult girls came up to me and said, "I've missed you lately (pause) kinda." as if right away she realized how uncool what she had just said was.
so immediately i gave her the opportunity to redeem her "coolness." i said, "that's because i'm way cooler than everyone else you've been spending time with lately."
to which she replied, "no, my friends are way cooler than you are! (pause) but i've still missed you (pause) kinda."
so i gave her a huge hug and we chatted for a while.
isn't that great.
it is fun to be liked and appreciated.
youth ministry sure has its ups and downs but i'm really feeling excited these last couple weeks about the opportunities i've had to really connect with some of the students. God was awesome last friday in allowing me the ability to love some hard-to-love kids, which is very profitable for the future with them. and then good times last night. it's sweet when you get to spend some quality time connecting with kids that normally are on a totally different playing field than yourself. God is good. i am encouraged.

my mechanic boyfriend

(or at least my version of one, since he's neither a mechanic or my boyfriend,)
looked at my car before and after fixin'. last night, i was really upset with myself for having just agreed to get work done without consulting someone with more knowledge. ah.. a second opinion. who'd a thunk.
so anyway, he's convinced that they did unnecessary work. was actually quite enraged about it. just listening to his frustration about the injustice made me feel justified (because by the time he came over i had already come to terms with the money loss.) he insisted that we take the car back in and talk with the manager, which we did this morning. we'll see what happens. they are supposedly going to have someone look through the dumpster for the old part which didn't need to be thrown out.
but i'd at least like to give a little shout out to my boy erik.
thanks man, you're the best.

2 things:
1. i'll never be able to go back there again, cause i'm quite sure they now hate me.
2. i learned a lesson. talk to someone you know and TRUST about your car before making decisions.

gosh i feel like a loser even writing about this, but its where i'm at this morning, so...

emotional monday

maybe it's because its monday,
maybe it's because i miss my buddies back in OH,
maybe it's because i just dropped lots of $ on my car,
mabye it's because i have a big hurty zit on my chin,
mabye it's because it's raining and cold,
mabye it's because i'm scared of the unknown in my future,
maybe it's a combination...
but i feel sad today.

i happen to be signing along with David Crowder right now and i'm feeling a little cheerier.

i watched Super Size Me this weekend. it's good. I recommend it.
but funny enough mary and i ate McDonalds for breakfast the very next morning.

interview update

i almost forgot.
the interview went really well yesterday.
i need to sort through all my thoughts now. (the drama.)
it seems like it could be a great opportunity to get into the field. the agency seems pretty cool. i have a second interview with the director of the agency on wednesday.
john and i are planning to sit down and "talk" this afternoon.
i have alot of thinking and praying to do.

my car

this morning on the way to work i couldn't get my heat to come on. you can imagine the panic that hit me being that winter is quickly arriving. (currently 47 and rainy.) when i arrived i discussed it with the men. i asked bob if he would come downstairs and take a looksie. he is so awesome. on the ground he was, checking out the sitch. there was a delivery man waiting downstairs who also came over to have a look and add his two cents. all the while me standing there cold and clueless. i explained to them how i know when i take my car in i get taken advantage of, but there isn't much i can do about it since i know nothing. to which i was told "you need to find yourself a mechanic boyfriend." this statement quickly followed by, "no, men are pigs, stay away from them." the funny things men say. i think it is great that men are the ones telling me to stay away from men. anyway, the final resort was just hitting the blower wires. this, of all things, made the heat come on.... praise the lord. i already had an appointment for an oil change on monday, so i just came back in the office and made a list with correct terminology in order to relate with the mechanic, called them and changed my time in order to insure the other problems will be checked as well. today i am thankful that i know men who know cars. yes.

i would also like to mention that if you have not already seen Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind... you must do so. excellent.

lists

this week i think in lists.

the 80s.
while driving into the office today i heard a few songs classified as 80s music which reminded me of several things.
~i watched The Wedding Singer the other night with my roommates and was reminded that it is a funny movie. i like it.
~we took the 80s music quiz afterwards. um... two things.
1. my roommates know their 80s music. wow!
2. i am not very good at knowing the "real" lyrics to songs. i often just put words into songs that fit there, regardless of whether or not they even make sense or are the correct lyrics.
(i think i'll add this to my list of things to work on)

bedtime and wakeup calls
last night i was bored again. it was about 10pm and both my roommies were already in bed. what to do, what to do. i don't know. i washed the dishes (hopefully not too loudly). i WD40ed my doors (that stuff works wonders). i made about 5 phone calls and (left messages). i read the word of God. i journaled. i prayed. (i decided not to pick up Angels and Demons last night.) and i thought to myself... Why can't i just go to bed when the rest of the house does? Why do i just lay here wide awake everynight?
keeping on track with what i posted yesterday about getting up early, i decided to get up early today. i actually got out of my bed at 6:40 am. both my roommates were still home. (usually they are gone by the time i get up.) it hit me, no wonder they go to bed so early, they get up freakin' early. dangit. i showered, made coffee and then spent the next 1 1/2 hours... getting ready? What?! a morning wasted because i don't know how to look professional for an interview. i really need help with this. maybe this is why i don't get up early, so i don't have time to worry about what i'm going to wear. or maybe if i picked out clothes the night before this would help. hum... am i really writting about this?

new subject. TV.
before the debate last night, kat and i watched probably one of the lamest shows on the tube. smallville. but what i want to tell you all, is that i was totally into it. blatently making fun of it, while at the same time really wanting to know what would happen next. seriously. not to mention young clark is quite a looker.

cold toes.
how does one avoid having cold toes? i can't seem to get rid of this problem. winter - summer - spring - fall. cold toes. its annoying.

one more thing to leave you with. Jeremiah 10:23
I know, O LORD , that a man's life is not his own; it is not for man to direct his steps.

now i will do some work. or get some more coffee. we'll see.

Argh!

no, i'm not a pirate. i'm frustrated that i don't know who to vote for.
even tonight as i watched the debate i was quickly thrown back and fourth between who i dislike the most. this is so sad. i want to vote because i'm excited about a candidate and the possibilities that might lie ahead, not to keep out the worst option of the two. dang. and why is it that a third party will never get representation? what to do.
i was chatting with catherine tonight and i wanted to share with my other peeps what i told her. i stretched tonight (already anticipating soreness tommorrow), i drank lots of water today and i flossed last night (every night to start is a little too much, i think). then i remembered vitamins. crap. i think they are under my bed. cat tells me that vitamins have an expiration date. this is not good news. i'm guessing that i should probably just leave those under the bed and start a new collection.
so anyway, my call to all four of you who read my blog (and actually post responses):
i need to know what else is going to be on this ballot federally. state too for you illinois peeps.
so if you have any good reliable research, please do direct me.
oh, one more thing. i have a job interview tomorrow. crazy, cuz i guess you could say i'm not really looking right now. but we shall see what happens. if you are curious about my possibility... http://www.cfthinc.org/
ta ta.

new music and more

why is it that the list of cds i desire never diminishes. it grows faster than i can afford to buy them, thats why. today i decided that i needed to purchase some new music, so i looked at my finances determining that i could. with a little help from my roommate who says, "music is awesome. the more, the merrier," and with some uneeded prompting from amazon.com (free shipping), i bought three new ones.
exciting! i bet you are wondering what i bought.
ok, i'll share.
>True Love Waits: O'Riley Plays Radiohead
>Ours, Distorted Lullibies
>Pedro the Lion, Achilles Heel

here is some pretty gross news about me for you. yesterday i picked at the skin around the middle finger on my left hand while i was waiting at the pharmacy. i'd like to think that because of the perfectionist in me, i couldn't stop. or maybe the obsessive compulsion in me. whatever. there was skin hanging so i kept picking. wouldn't you know, i was left with a bloddy mess. sick. i gross myself out. and it hurts. really bad. winter skin has already begun. sadness overcomes me.

also check out these websites.
http://www.thebreastcancersite.com
http://www.thehungersite.com
clicking the box on the breast cancer site (for free) assists in providing free mammograms for underprivlided women in the US.
clicking the box on the hunger site (for free) helps to provide food for the hungry.
these things take virtually no time, so... DO IT!
i checked this out to make sure they were valid... so hopefully they are.

I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round

who loves that john lennon song like i love that john lennon song?

~yesterday i decided that i am going to try my utmost to incorporate a few health and hygeine related things to my life more regularly.
1. flossing
2. streching
3. taking vitamins
4. drinking lots of water

~this morning i officially declared that i have a favorite mug at the office. this particular mug has not a handle and fits so nicely between my hands filled with a wonderful warm beverage. not much beats a good mug! especially if its containing a good drink.

one more new thing i THINK i MIGHT TRY: gettin up earlier in the morning. i think most everyone who knows me knows that i'm not a huge fan of getting out of bed in the morning. but even i can't deny that mornings are a sweet time. this will take much discipline (and i'm not asking for accountability) but i think i might try it again. rather than getting up with less than enough time to get ready for the day, i'd like to get up, make coffee, and sit with some good reading or my journal on the couch. (we'll see about this one).

~my boss told me this morning that he is talking to everyone else in the office about doing ones own dishes. i'm pretty sure he is telling everyone that it really bothers me. :o) i'm ok with that, because... it really does.

passive agressive tendancies: our downstairs neighbors are really loud at night. i'm talking blaring, house shaking music and hammering. (these are generally daytime activities). so yesterday i decided to rock out while getting ready for work (i assume they aren't up too early in the morning.)
did i already mention that i really like Muse? Sweet rockers from England. Check these guys out, and if you want to go to a show... Nov 13th in Chicago. (let me know, cause i wanna go)

i recognized again yesterday that i am an escapist. meaning: i like to leave my life by engrossing myself in a false reality. when i get busy i long for down time. when i get down time i don't know what to do with myself. it takes me quite a while to actually wind down, so i find myself avoiding productive wind-down by reading or watching movies. not that either of these things are always a waste of time. side note: Dan Brown again has my attention. this dude knows how to reel me in.

and one last reminder: tonight is the final presidential debate.
be there or be square.
it's hip to be square.

happiness is a run for the border

oh yes. nothing satisfies like a little taco bell.
i love it. yes, i love it.

cingular wireless

about the wireless phone industry.
i'm convinced: you can't live with it, you can't live without it.
cingular is the choice i made about three years ago when i signed my first two-year contract. since then, i have signed four two-year contracts with them. (try to figure that one out.) i've been mostly happy with the service they provide. it is just the dang phones i don't like. will i ever find a phone that i can keep two years? if so, i think i could carry out this contract i keep semi-committing to.
today i went and got myself a new phone. it is virtually weightless... amazing. because my contract wasn't up yet, of course, and because i'm thrifty, i went with the cheapest phone that could still use my current accessories with. so far so good. regardless... the reason for this particular entry is because i was forced to change my plan, because the one i had evidently no longer exists. now i have unlimited mobile to mobile minutes with other cingular customers. so if you are a cingular customer, let me know. ok. that's it.

International Very Good Looking Damn Smart Woman's Day

kat sent this to me earlier. thought i'd share it with everyone else...

This will make you SMILE

Today is International Very Good Looking Damn Smart Woman's Day.
Good motto to live by: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and wellpreserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand - martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming, 'WOO HOO - What a Ride!'"
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away.
AMEN

charles barkley is HUGE

i was standing in a parking lot down town after a meeting waiting for my ride to get his keys and such. it was raining and like always, i was in my own little world, when i turn and see charles barkley standing next to me. he said, "hello, how are you today?" i looked way up and said, "fine, how are you?"
crazy huh? my boss shook his hand and then held an umbrella over his head because he didn't have one. all i have to say is that he is a very big man. i guess you never know what your day might hold.
once he said,"If I weren't earning $3 million a year to dunk a basketball, most people on the street would run in the other direction if they saw me coming."
i wasn't scared. he looked quite classy in his business attire.

i never know how to react when you met someone famous. 'cause seriously, they are just people. today i contemplated getting my camera out, but refrained. i do have to admit i was glad that the car i was getting into was a lexus, i felt more important. how lame am i?

bored

do you ever want to shout from the rooftop?
yes, i'm in love. but not the way you are thinking. i seriously just love my roommates. they are freakin' awesome. our house... yes our house is just a great place to be. how cool is that?!

several things:
a. there are some new pictures posted from last nights outing.
2. you must (if you haven't already) check out these Jesus videos.
http://vintage21.com/media/video.html
they are hilarious. they will hilarify you. throw you into a fit of hilarium, if you will.
(warning: not for those easily offended)
3. keep your eyes peeled. mary's blog will soon be available to the public.
4. think about that statement "keep your eyes peeled." how weird is that? we say so many things that just don't really make sense and are also pretty sick. i am envisioning a potato peeler. ok, gross.
e. i, as always, love to laugh. laughter is oh so good for the soul. deep laughter from the pit. the kind where you can hardly breathe. yes. it is super duper!
6. coffee is most certainly yummy in my tummy (and i happen to be drinking Costco brand coffee)
7. i am officially the "cheesiest (but still cool) girl" alive
h. yes, i just gave myself a title and i'm realizing now that i should probably try to find something productive to do here.

ok two more things:
a. i really like radiohead
2. last night i was called "weird" and "a nerd" from two separate people at two separate times and i'd like to proclaim that i'm ok with that

stronghold?

i choose to keep it vague today.
have you ever held onto something for what seems like FOREVER or at least much longer than you think you "should?" then focusing on the fact that you "should" let go only perpetuates the fact that you are hanging on, thus causing the feeling of hopelessness. i suppose it could be classified as a stronghold. the truth is, i don't want to let go, so i keep acting like God is not speaking. i ask again and again for him to speak to me. he does. i either hear and soon forget or i don't listen after i ask. imagine that. one thing i know for sure is i am very good at "should"ing myself, and i know that it doesn't help.

i mentioned last night to my small group that i was an emotional roller coaster and my friend across the room said something like, i hear you, we should start an amusement park. he he. it seems the only two options when one feels hopeless are crying and laughing. i've had my fair share of both lately. but let me just reiterate, laughter is a GREAT coping mechanism.

back to the thoughts at hand. i prayed for the 5 millionth time last night about this particular issue, asking the Lord what to do, what to not do, blah blah blah. today, a simple conversation with an unsuspecting friend confirmed in my mind again, that which i don't want to hear from God. But its true. so stop denying it, thus putting yourself through more agony. self talk is also a great coping mechanism. at this point i suppose a simple "thanks God for making it so clear to me when i asked" will suffice.

another thing. LOGIC. it usually works when one uses it to guide their actions. however it does not usually work quite as good when one tries to guide feelings with it. feelings are not controlled very easily. i mean, you feel how you feel, even if it isn't logical. i don't like that.

one more thing to note: i read a very interesting article from relevant today about christians and depression. check it out. http://www.relevantmagazine.com/print.php?sid=4820
(i don't know how to make the link look cool yet... by the way, a shout out of thanks to ryan for showing me how to add links to my sidebar. much appreciated.)

in a world of instant gratification...

i can have the sudden urge for chocolate followed immediately by a stroll across the street to the drugstore for a candy bar. i'm not claiming this a good or bad thing, i'm simply happy right now because i just savored a milky way bar. Mmmm.

cheap lady finds best (cheapest) plane ticket options

i spent several hours yesterday researching my options for flights for the month of december. then i thought surely if i call the travel agent she will find something cheaper. silly me, i'm better at this. i'm hungry for the deal, you see. can you imagine?

stuff and a little more stuff

On life as we know it:
there is so much sadness in this world. so much brokenness. fallen pretty much defines it. i have to believe that God is good, i know that God is good. i have seen his goodness. so, i’m trying to reconcile these things. i am thankful that our waves of sadness come in spurts, cause to quote a friend, we would have all jumped off a bridge a long time ago. no, don’t be worried about me. this, believe it or not, is quite normal. i’m not depressed, i’m just feeling the burden of many of my close friends who are heavily burdened right now. i know that prayer is powerful, but i want to fix it all. i want to bring true joy and happiness to all. although i did realize about year ago that i can’t save the world. a devastating realization.

Ecclesiastes 2
24 A man can do nothing better than to eat and drink and find satisfaction in his work. This too, I see, is from the hand of God, 25 for without him, who can eat or find enjoyment?

how do people without the Lord survive? this is my question. cause he is the only Hope we have in this fallen world.

i’m sure that i make most everything more complicated than it needs to be. this mind. ah this mind. Contentment. Satisfaction. Happiness. Joy.

am i not content with my life because i am not meant to live here? do i always want to move because of that, or is it something else?

i asked mary yesterday if she thought people like us make life more complicated than it needs to be.
she said. no. i think we live in the deep and life is complicated there.
and i think for as complicated as we might "make" it, we know that we could boil it down to the one thing that really matters
to which I asked: but is it ok for us to be there? does that cause agony?
she said. yes and yes. i think that we have a choice to live on the surface and love the beauty that's underneath from up above OR we have a choice to go scuba diving.
it's dangerous, nothing is ever safe about it …
we could get our arms bitten off my sharks ...
but everything is more beautiful there.
we can actually reach out and touch the depths!
(isn’t she great?!) (be on the lookout for her blog)

On winter:
i’m not sure that anyone could know just how much i dread the onset of winter. just thinking about it makes me want to crawl into bed with a book and not get out until next spring. or onto the couch with a blanket and good movie. or around a fire with some good music. or any combination of these things. lets just call it hibernation mode. i think that we all know i’m much more a fan of summer. bring on the sweat. i have also recently realized my love for a good warm beverage. and today i’m thankful for the sun that is shining through the windows. smiles all around.

i wonder as i wander (through my own future)
it looks as though i will have off the last ½ of december this year. so i will be making my way around the country, kinda. first to atlanta for my cousins wedding, then to FL with the family for the week before and christmas, then to OH for the week before and new years.
if anyone wants to be my date to a wedding on December 18th, please let me know. also if anyone wants to join my family in FL before christmas, or even for christmas if you are willing to be away from your own, please let me know. i’m accepting any and all who would want to partake in these trips. seriously. (if it gets to the point where i need to accept applications, i’ll let you know.)

signing off.

technology: can’t live with it, can’t live without it.

we grow so accustomed to the tech we have, that when it malfunctions it produces much rage. I think you know what I’m talking about. my stinkin’ phone is MESSED UP! this is a cry for help. can anyone out there recommend a good cell phone to me? i'm not talking your provider, i'm talking the phone itself.
Whew. now that I have my original thoughts out on e-paper, I realize that it is probably my fault that my phone functions the way that it does. If we’re being honest, I’d have to admit that I have dropped it more times that I can remember. I got this phone last December when I dropped my previous phone in water (yes, in the toilet). the one before that I traded out when I switched to a Chicago phone number because it was just crappy to begin with. (I’m sure you are noticing a pattern here. I can’t even make a commitment to a phone… this is sad.) But needless to say, I’ll soon need to embark on a new journey with a new phone, and a new two year contract (frown).