I am so proud of myself. for the last few weeks I've read more then I usually do in 6 months. maybe not that much but you get the idea. I have been studying and learning about a project that I'm working on. But last weekend I started to burn out. That's always been a problem for me. I burn out and never finish anything. I don't even like finishing games. I am so grateful for amazing friends who can get me back on track. And so thanks to one such friend, I am back at it and loving every bit.
Wednesday, March 30
so studious.
Tuesday, March 22
happily indecisive.
What you love is a sign from your higher self of what you are to do.
10 things I always wished I was good at:
Be a good singer so I wouldn't be embarrassed to sing to my kids.
Think like my dad so I could solve problems.
Think like my dad so I could solve problems.
I will always think of these things as something I can still get better at. But, in an effort to keep working on that last one, I focus instead on all the things I've done already. I can always accomplish more with those talents I've gained, but even just writing this has helped me see all that I already can do, that before I couldn't.
3 Things I still want to do:
I will do great things. just wait and see.
Saturday, March 19
golden.
first of all, this is a super cute speed painting by famous-underwear (oh man) on DA.
Second of all, I'm completely obsessed with this movie! And I love Mandy Moore. :) I finally went to see Tangled this past week and it was the sweetest. thing. ever. and I totally cried at the end. I am not ashamed.
nice guys.
Thank you nice policeman. Thank you for pulling me over to help me know that I did wrong. Thank you for being pleasant and kind. Thank you for not making me cry when I was scared out of my mind. Thank you for showing mercy to an idiot who drove too slow. Thank you for not noticing that my speedometer was broken. Thank you for recognizing that I'm not the kind of person who gets drunk. You're a good guy.
Friday, March 18
freedom.
The truth in you.
I seek the truth in you
The weak lie is not you
So speak up, yes you
The truth hurts but it works
The truth simplifies and dignifies
The truth sooths preserving your youth
I ask the truth of you
Cry now, take a tissue
So speak up, yes you
The truth signifies and modifies
The truth is within and the best way to begin
The truth is a good start especially for sweethearts
I need the truth of you
Simply choose your venue
So speak up, yes you
The truth to any degree
Is a starting point to be free
Just like one and two make three
So speak up, yes you
If you agree
- Sylvia ChidiThe weak lie is not you
So speak up, yes you
The truth hurts but it works
The truth simplifies and dignifies
The truth sooths preserving your youth
I ask the truth of you
Cry now, take a tissue
So speak up, yes you
The truth signifies and modifies
The truth is within and the best way to begin
The truth is a good start especially for sweethearts
I need the truth of you
Simply choose your venue
So speak up, yes you
The truth to any degree
Is a starting point to be free
Just like one and two make three
So speak up, yes you
If you agree
Thursday, March 17
St. Patties Day.
20 favorite things that are green:
Pine trees
Broccoli and peas
Flesh cut grass - can it be spring for real yet?
Jello - NOT with carrots, that’s gross.
Apple flavored candy – always my favorite kind
The girl M&M
Crisp new dollar bills
Super fancy salads with everything on them and lameo ranch dressing – cuz it’s the best
Subway 5 dollar foot longs
Hippies – no wait, they kind of drive me nuts
Pistachio nuts
Sprite
1-up mushrooms
Google
Avocados
“White” grapes – pretty sure they are green. The person who named them white is broken.
The little buds that are starting to show up on trees
My super cute peep toe wedges and very spring looking sun dress
Granny Smith apples
Eyes
So, in summery, all st. patties means to me is that spring needs to be here already so I can eat it.
Wow. Learn something new everyday.
Wednesday, March 16
dirty hands.
Spring cleaning started unexpectedly in our home when my lovely brother told me that the tv was on fire. oh man. well, I don't know about fire but it did smell like melted wires. Then for the next 8 hours we proceeded to move furniture and cords around that haven't been moved since I was like 6. It was a little gross. The vacuum may or may not have over heated 3 times.
While the initial idea of a broken tv and hours of cleaning didn't sound too fun, it quickly became a family project and we all spent the whole day together working and cleaning for fun. My mother thought it was something of a miracle.
Tuesday, March 15
tryin this.
Today I decided that since everyone else has a blog, and I so diligently and religiously stalk all of those blogs everyday, I really ought to have one of my own. But I have to say, I'm a little intimidated to try this. It seems that everyone's blog is either brilliant, super creative and original, hilarious, or all of those things combined and I just don't know if I can compete with that.
At this very moment all I'm just thinking about how grateful I am that this thing has a good spell checker so people don't think I'm a complete idiot. Yep. Here I am wanting to be profound and have something so thought provoking to say, and all I can think of is how nice it is that people won't ever know the full extent of my spelling fail.
So here's hoping that I can grow into this and somehow create a little blog for myself that's as interesting and insightful as all my favorite blogger friends seem to do so effortlessly.
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