Thursday, July 27, 2006
there have been several additions to my previous post's list of how you know i was raised by senior citizens. they are as follows:
- i had a 10:00 weekend curfew
- i was not allowed to wear black until i was 10
- a sunday night after-church dinner consisted of sardines, canned salmon, vienna sausages, crackers, peanut butter, & cheese
and another clarification: mike huckabee has not officially announced that he is running for president. it just really looks that way.
it is july and my snack of choice here at work is hot chocolate. if you knew how cold it was in here, you'd understand. it's best when accoompanied by frosted animal cookies.
why are so many of my posts about food?
it's official. i'm going to europe next summer. words cannot contain my excitement. seriously. i've wanted to go to europe since i knew where europe was. and that was a long time ago because i was a very intelligent child.
ok maybe not. but my mom sure thinks so.
i've gotten to hang out with some friends and their babies lately. that's right. when you get to be my age, quite a few of your friends have babies. when i was 21-22, all of my friends were getting married. now they're all having babies. when they got married, i was jealous. now, not so much. i sure do love to play with those babies but i also enjoy giving them back to their mothers.
well that's about it for now. time for some hot chocoalte & animal cookies.
- i had a 10:00 weekend curfew
- i was not allowed to wear black until i was 10
- a sunday night after-church dinner consisted of sardines, canned salmon, vienna sausages, crackers, peanut butter, & cheese
and another clarification: mike huckabee has not officially announced that he is running for president. it just really looks that way.
it is july and my snack of choice here at work is hot chocolate. if you knew how cold it was in here, you'd understand. it's best when accoompanied by frosted animal cookies.
why are so many of my posts about food?
it's official. i'm going to europe next summer. words cannot contain my excitement. seriously. i've wanted to go to europe since i knew where europe was. and that was a long time ago because i was a very intelligent child.
ok maybe not. but my mom sure thinks so.
i've gotten to hang out with some friends and their babies lately. that's right. when you get to be my age, quite a few of your friends have babies. when i was 21-22, all of my friends were getting married. now they're all having babies. when they got married, i was jealous. now, not so much. i sure do love to play with those babies but i also enjoy giving them back to their mothers.
well that's about it for now. time for some hot chocoalte & animal cookies.
Monday, July 17, 2006
another week has begun. i smell like gasoline because when i went to get gas on my lunch break, the pump started pumping before i told it to. i'll let you in on a little tip: gasoline is slippery when it's on concrete - especially when you're wearing slick-bottomed walmart shoes.
so mike huckabee's running for president huh? i'm still not real sure of what i think about that but i do like that he said this -- “I earn the right to push for a strong pro-life agenda only by making sure I’m concerned about poverty, hunger and homelessness. If I don’t care about those issues, then my faith is incomplete.”
and this -- “Do you care about a kid who is hungry? Do you care about a family that lives in a shack without running water and a sewer that runs out the back of their house? If I don’t care about that, I don’t have the right to care about abortion. I’ve not earned the right to talk about the structure of the family.”
the following was inspired by a comment by my roommate this weekend...
How People Know I Was Raised by Senior Citizens
1. I'm cheap.
2. I like spice cake.
3. When I was in 4th grade, I could frequently be seen wearing teal pants with a matching collared shirt with generic keds.
4. Although I lack some of my mother's conviction, i do believe certain things go together and certain things do not. e.g. milk is the only beverage that 'goes' with peanut butter & jelly sandwiches while a soda may be drank with any type of lunch meat sandwich. This differs from my mother's philosophy in that i do not consider it a sin to eat potato chips with a pb & j.
that's all i can think of at the moment. i'd be happy for your additions to the list...
so mike huckabee's running for president huh? i'm still not real sure of what i think about that but i do like that he said this -- “I earn the right to push for a strong pro-life agenda only by making sure I’m concerned about poverty, hunger and homelessness. If I don’t care about those issues, then my faith is incomplete.”
and this -- “Do you care about a kid who is hungry? Do you care about a family that lives in a shack without running water and a sewer that runs out the back of their house? If I don’t care about that, I don’t have the right to care about abortion. I’ve not earned the right to talk about the structure of the family.”
the following was inspired by a comment by my roommate this weekend...
How People Know I Was Raised by Senior Citizens
1. I'm cheap.
2. I like spice cake.
3. When I was in 4th grade, I could frequently be seen wearing teal pants with a matching collared shirt with generic keds.
4. Although I lack some of my mother's conviction, i do believe certain things go together and certain things do not. e.g. milk is the only beverage that 'goes' with peanut butter & jelly sandwiches while a soda may be drank with any type of lunch meat sandwich. This differs from my mother's philosophy in that i do not consider it a sin to eat potato chips with a pb & j.
that's all i can think of at the moment. i'd be happy for your additions to the list...
Friday, July 07, 2006
good grief i wish i had something to post about.
i've been house sitting this week which has been fabulous. i've spent almost every day in the backyard in or beside the pool. so i know that you're thinking that i must have an awesome tan by now. you would be so wrong. my body has ceased to tan. my skin is on strike. it doesn't burn. it doesn't tan. it does nothing.
you know how i always write about random nothingness and always save the real stuff for a later date (which never comes around)? today is the day...fasten your seatbelts...
my job search has ended. not that i've gotten a job because i haven't. i've just quit looking. i've pretty much decided that i want to find a teaching job but the deadline has passed for me to get my certification so i feel like it's time for me to just sit tight and be content where i am. and i am content where i am. i like my job. i like my coworkers. what i don't like is the money i make (or the lack thereof). this sounds so superficial. i hate that i feel this way. i hate that my current desire is to make more money. but it is.
now that my main job search is over, i've considered getting a part time job. in the fall, a part-time job will be a necessity, but i've considered getting one now. don't get me wrong. i don't want to go buy a lot of stuff (although i have a weakness for the clearance rack at any given clothing store and amazon.com). i just don't want to stress out about whether or not i can afford to go do things with my friends when they want to go. i want to be able to give more freely to causes i believe in. these things make me feel justified in wanting a second job. yet other times i feel that i'm being shallow and that i should just try to live more simply. i feel like i'm on a seesaw. more than anything i want to be rid of all the hassle that comes with money (and the lack thereof).
anyway. that rant is over. other than the ping pong match going on in my head, my life is great. had fun times with friends this week. had some great sleep in an awesome bed. drank a lot of coke (and sadly it shows). my sort-of-vacation will end tomorrow. while it has been fun, it will be nice to not go to work looking like i dressed myself in the dark (i never could seem to get the things i needed from my apartment when i went there) and to exercise away the weight i've gained this week.
guess i had something to post about after all.
love
i've been house sitting this week which has been fabulous. i've spent almost every day in the backyard in or beside the pool. so i know that you're thinking that i must have an awesome tan by now. you would be so wrong. my body has ceased to tan. my skin is on strike. it doesn't burn. it doesn't tan. it does nothing.
you know how i always write about random nothingness and always save the real stuff for a later date (which never comes around)? today is the day...fasten your seatbelts...
my job search has ended. not that i've gotten a job because i haven't. i've just quit looking. i've pretty much decided that i want to find a teaching job but the deadline has passed for me to get my certification so i feel like it's time for me to just sit tight and be content where i am. and i am content where i am. i like my job. i like my coworkers. what i don't like is the money i make (or the lack thereof). this sounds so superficial. i hate that i feel this way. i hate that my current desire is to make more money. but it is.
now that my main job search is over, i've considered getting a part time job. in the fall, a part-time job will be a necessity, but i've considered getting one now. don't get me wrong. i don't want to go buy a lot of stuff (although i have a weakness for the clearance rack at any given clothing store and amazon.com). i just don't want to stress out about whether or not i can afford to go do things with my friends when they want to go. i want to be able to give more freely to causes i believe in. these things make me feel justified in wanting a second job. yet other times i feel that i'm being shallow and that i should just try to live more simply. i feel like i'm on a seesaw. more than anything i want to be rid of all the hassle that comes with money (and the lack thereof).
anyway. that rant is over. other than the ping pong match going on in my head, my life is great. had fun times with friends this week. had some great sleep in an awesome bed. drank a lot of coke (and sadly it shows). my sort-of-vacation will end tomorrow. while it has been fun, it will be nice to not go to work looking like i dressed myself in the dark (i never could seem to get the things i needed from my apartment when i went there) and to exercise away the weight i've gained this week.
guess i had something to post about after all.
love
