Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Especially Playful and Happy
Who told Nikki that I bought her a toy and hide it on top of the fridge?
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
A Major Mile(age) Stone
Tonight on my way home from work Ol Black rolled over to 200,000 miles.
The big 2-0-0-0-0-0.
Yay!
The past few weeks, the closer the 200k got, the more nervous I became driving the car since I've made it a goal of mine to reach 200,000 and the thought of somebody wrecking me before I reached it......
To celebrate, tomorrow I'm going to the $5 car wash!
The big 2-0-0-0-0-0.
Yay!
The past few weeks, the closer the 200k got, the more nervous I became driving the car since I've made it a goal of mine to reach 200,000 and the thought of somebody wrecking me before I reached it......
To celebrate, tomorrow I'm going to the $5 car wash!
The Magic Place
Is it just me, or does everyone have a magic place?
"The Magic Place" is self-defined.
Sometimes, when the songs are just right (I'm talking about the ones I know by heart and can sing half-way on key) my Magic Place is church.
I know you're supposed to sing like you're the greatest singer in the world on every song every time, but I just don't get that special feeling when it's a song I don't know or particularly love.
The Magic Place is also a feeling.
I feel relieved and uplifted.
I am carefree, worry free, and just free.
Sometimes, my Magic Place is at church when conditions are right, but I know I can always find it at Publix.
I don't know what it is about that store, but I feel myself transformed from this tired girl into a hopeful voyager when I'm walking down every aisle, looking at everything, completely at peace with my world.
I know this is probably the strangest post you've read all year, but I just had to share.
"The Magic Place" is self-defined.
Sometimes, when the songs are just right (I'm talking about the ones I know by heart and can sing half-way on key) my Magic Place is church.
I know you're supposed to sing like you're the greatest singer in the world on every song every time, but I just don't get that special feeling when it's a song I don't know or particularly love.
The Magic Place is also a feeling.
I feel relieved and uplifted.
I am carefree, worry free, and just free.
Sometimes, my Magic Place is at church when conditions are right, but I know I can always find it at Publix.
I don't know what it is about that store, but I feel myself transformed from this tired girl into a hopeful voyager when I'm walking down every aisle, looking at everything, completely at peace with my world.
I know this is probably the strangest post you've read all year, but I just had to share.
Monday, January 3, 2011
How can I be so motivated in my head but never get anything done physically?
I dream of exercising while driving home from work: going running in the dark with a borrowed from Boots flashlight, doing the stupid skinny Jillian tape.
I dream of cleaning: washing all the dishes in the entire house, scrubbing the floors.
When my car pulls into our carport at our house my enthusiasm blows away with the wind and I don't want to do anything but sit on the couch.
That's mostly what I do.
I wash one batch of dishes, wash one load of clothes, fold/hang up one load of clothes and collapse.
Where did the gusto go?
I am so lazy.
Is it because of the resolutions?
Because I told myself I had to?
I dream of exercising while driving home from work: going running in the dark with a borrowed from Boots flashlight, doing the stupid skinny Jillian tape.
I dream of cleaning: washing all the dishes in the entire house, scrubbing the floors.
When my car pulls into our carport at our house my enthusiasm blows away with the wind and I don't want to do anything but sit on the couch.
That's mostly what I do.
I wash one batch of dishes, wash one load of clothes, fold/hang up one load of clothes and collapse.
Where did the gusto go?
I am so lazy.
Is it because of the resolutions?
Because I told myself I had to?
Sunday, January 2, 2011
2010 Breakdown
January
I started this blog when Boots and I got engaged.
February
I had a small fire and made up a new disease.
March
I developed a "thing" for reel lawn mowers, Boots and I started house hunting, and I paid for the biggest test of my life.
April
We kept house hunting, I got peed on, and I bought my wedding dress.
May
I passed my Boards, I wrote about boots, poop, and I graduated.
June
I picked out my cake, wrote about my last 100 days, Boots and I got serious about a house.
July
I sweated, Boots and I bought the house, I posted lots of pictures, I decided to never travel alone again.
August
More house photos, Boots developed a bathroom dislike and worked out his frustrations, cleaned up the backyard, I fell in love and decided I should just stay at home.
September
Boots built a fence and shot himself, I got motivated and had a bad day.
Plus- we got married!
October
I was sad, I cooked, and decided I have a problem.
November
I wrote about meeting Boots and still haven't finished it, and I cooked some more.
December
I rooted a tree and decorated another tree.
The end!
Happy 2010 everyone!
I started this blog when Boots and I got engaged.
February
I had a small fire and made up a new disease.
March
I developed a "thing" for reel lawn mowers, Boots and I started house hunting, and I paid for the biggest test of my life.
April
We kept house hunting, I got peed on, and I bought my wedding dress.
May
I passed my Boards, I wrote about boots, poop, and I graduated.
June
I picked out my cake, wrote about my last 100 days, Boots and I got serious about a house.
July
I sweated, Boots and I bought the house, I posted lots of pictures, I decided to never travel alone again.
August
More house photos, Boots developed a bathroom dislike and worked out his frustrations, cleaned up the backyard, I fell in love and decided I should just stay at home.
September
Boots built a fence and shot himself, I got motivated and had a bad day.
Plus- we got married!
October
I was sad, I cooked, and decided I have a problem.
November
I wrote about meeting Boots and still haven't finished it, and I cooked some more.
December
I rooted a tree and decorated another tree.
The end!
Happy 2010 everyone!
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