Miscellaneous.
I can't stand this cough. You know why? Because I'm a middle-aged woman who has given birth four times? Who's feeling me here? I can cross my legs so tight, my neck swells.
My dog needs a haircut. He's the most ghetto shitzhu I've ever seen. You know how most shitzhus are groomed and cute and kind of snooty? Not Buddha. He looks like Tramp, from the show, My Three Sons...only he's about a foot off the floor. It's like someone took a sheepdog and shrunk him. He's cute, but not shitzhu material.
I'm sick to death of school. Sick of it. I enjoy the learning process and all, but I'm just a little tired with the grading and judging and anxiety. I guess I'm caving under the pressure. It's been going on for almost seven years now. I'm tired. Enough. But I know that when it's over, I'll be doing something else and something else and something else....who am I kidding....I checked out the Institute of Noetic Sciences and it just lit me up....Heaven help me....
Is anyone else tired of Tony Romo?
I just ate my weight in Nilla Wafers. I'm 12.
I'm addicted to Farmville on Facebook. I admit it. I can't understand it, but I admit it.
I miss people more than I used to and probably more than I should.
I appreciate comedy more and more the older I get.
Sometimes I just love to watch my grand babies...all of them....just stare at them. They're stunningly beautiful.
I have a greater love and appreciation for my stepson, Elijah. He doesn't smoke or drink. He's never been brought home by the police. He's active in Church. He's preparing for a mission. He does anything I've ever asked him to do. He's polite. This kid is a dream. I love him. Frankly, I don't know what his dad and I are going to do when he leaves. He's always been with us, even when we were dating!
I wish I could juggle.
I'd like to learn how to dance one of those huge Sprint choreographed dances that are secretly videoed out in public that lifts everyone's spirit. You know the ones. How fun would that be!
And now I'm going to bed.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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I would dance with you, you know I would. But, I couldn't participate in Noetic Sciences because I don't know what they are. So jealous about the Nilla Wafers. . .they are my weakness and NOT on the Clarkie Diet. Sigh.
I can look all day at your grandchildren, too.
noetic sciences? i think you made that up.
My Mom was totally fascinated by the same material as is now called noetics. Me, too. I think that's why I like the Temple and genealogy so much - that inter-connection. I'm hoping that in Heaven we can access that connecting spirit which is our common thread so then we won't have to be lonely for our family, whether they are across the country or in Heaven or even the pre-existance. P.S. I am totally with you on the group dance thingy. We could try to do it sometime, but would probably get picked up by the cops or something.
Now I really want to know about Noetic Sciences! If three women I love so much dig it. ..I'm in! I think a new post is in order, mom!! :)
I love all of you so much, my skin can't hold it in....and THAT is part of noetic science....Helen was way ahead of the curve...
:)
It is my DREAM to participate in one of those group public dances. As soon as I find one I'll let you know.
make that 4 women Em. That is assuming, of course that you love me. :) I wonder what noetic science would have to say about those large group dances. Hmmm...
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