Sunday Smiles

1) Post Secret

2) Sense and Sensibility (love me some Kate Winslet)

3) something to look forward to

4) New music

5) Baby watch 2010

Another writing prompt

You are downsizing and have to get rid of almost everything - what do you keep?

My scrapbooks/pictures
They are probably the most important things to me - they remind me of the people I love, places I have been and memories I can never get back. I can lose everything else and as long as I still have them, i won't worry too much

My move collection
I own more movies than I could possibly count, and yes, I do watch them all.

My books
Books have always provided me with a safe haven, no matter how treacherous the "real world" felt. They gave me an escape, a way to cope with things in my life that I didn't want to deal with and are an absolute necessity in my life. I can't imagine a home with out books

My computer
enough said

My Suzie and Gappie
Suzie and Gappie are two of the only momentos I have left of my childhood, after the move of 07 which no one told me about.

I've had Suzie since I was a baby, slept with her every night and carried her every where with me - including my college dorm room. (first regaling her to the top drawer of my desk, and then realizing that my roommate actually had a Susie as well, brought her out of hiding)

Gappie was one for me by Gia when I was 8. He always reminds me of her.

Sunday Smiles

1) Laughter

2) Progress

3) Brandi Carlile.

Magic was in the air at The Jetty

the sun setting and being a fresh high school graduate, I felt like the world was mine for the taking. We were ready for what came ahead, and sure of who we were. It was the perfect shining moment in a vacation that other wise contained broken hearts, tears, and the beginning of a friendship unraveling.

But at that moment of sunset, sitting on the edge of the jetty, with my friends beside me, dolphins swimming by and the smell of summer in the air, I knew who I was. I knew where I was going. I knew that I would handle anything that came at me.



I thought I was invincible.

Random Musings

It never feels good to feel like someone's last resort.

Nor does it feel good to feel like someone's booty call...minus the booty.

Nor does it feel good to have your friends ignoring you for a reason that you don't know and they won't tell.

It especially doesn't feel good to have to hear this from someone other than your friends.

Nor does it feel good to be sick.

And you know what really doesn't feel good?

Taking a chance. and having it blow up in your face. again and again and again and again and again. And again. And just when you decide to give it one more chance, it once again blows up in your face. And then, when you still have that teeny, tiny, shred of hope that *THIS* will be the time it goes right, that this is why you still take risks despite the fact that they ALWAYS end badly, it ONCE AGAIN BLOWS UP IN YOUR FACE.

i guess what im saying is i don't feel good. about anything.

Sunday Smiles

1) baby showers
2) cute AND comfortable shoes
3) the Golden Globes
4) chinese food
5) Harry Potter

Drastically Change my hair

Before: (I actually had to scroll back to August to find a picture with my hair down)

After (added full bangs, layers, and took 4.5 inches off..)

ch ch ch changes

2010 will be my year.

i will stop smultzing my time, complaining about things i have the power to change and just generally being morose about the fact that i hate my life.

instead, i will start enjoying the things i do like, changing those that i dont, and stop procrastinating.....


ok, well definitely the first two. i mean, it took me 13 days into the new year to post an entry about my desire to change.

A brief, but meaningful conversation with Hunter...x2

(after losing to Hunter at Connect 4, Yahtzee Junior AND Bop it..)

Hunter: Girl, we have to talk.
Me: Ok Hunt, about what?
Hunter: Well, Girl, some days you are a winner. Some days you are a loser. Today, you are a LOSER.

(later)
Hunter: Tonight is almost a full moon
Me: What does that mean?
Hunter: It means when the moon becomes full the werewolves come out.
Me: Well, good thing we don't know any werewolves....
Hunter: but we do!
Me: who?
Hunter: YOU!
Me: I'm a werewolf?
Hunter: Yeah, and don't bite me, Girl.
Me: Well thanks for telling me, Hunt. I didn't know I was a werewolf.*
Hunter: Well Girl, someone had to do it. Might as well be me.

And there you have it, the gospel according to Hunter.

*And all this time i've just thought I was a bitch...