Too Much Reality

I think I watch too much reality T.V. I come to this conclusion because last night I had a very vivid dream that was a cross between "The Biggest Loser" and "Beauty and the Geek." I won't go into details, even though I could, but I'll tell you this much. I did choke a girl I knew from High School who thought she was the greatest thing ever. I guess I still harbor those feelings of hatred from high school. *sigh*

I bought myself 3 books the other night. I am excited to spend the weekend reading. I haven't done that for a long time. Usually I watch movies and eat. Now, I can lay on my bed and read while eating. It should be a nice change of scenery.

At my house, we are addicted to Uno. The card game. I don't know if I've mentioned it before or not. I was talking with Lora the other night on the phone and as we were closing our conversation I told her that my exciting life required me to now go play uno with my mom and brother. She said that at least I had human interaction. She only has a cat, Milo. I thought that was funny.

I can't believe that it's almost the end of February. I guess the saying of life and toilet paper are true: the closer to the end you get, the faster it goes. Seriously, how does time go so fast??? Oh, well, at least then I'll be in heaven sooner. It can't really be all that bad, right?

Dumb Blonde Moment

Am I stupid? Yes. The answer today would be a resounding "YES!"

I'm at work. I barely got here. There is a blizzard, along with some thunder and lightning, and an occasional sprinkle of freezing rain. Why did I come? Huh?

Heath didn't even show up and he lives in town. I live 20 miles away and it took me an hour to get here. What is wrong with this picture.

Hopefully, he'll be in a little later and I can just go home. The worst part of all of the drive was that the snow was so wet that it froze to my windsheild wiper blades, and I couldn't see a thing because they weren't wiping away the moisture at all. I almost hit a snowplow, a semi, and a guard rail. But, through the grace of God, I made it. (Due in part to the fact that I had to reach out my window and clean of my windsheild wiper manually, as well as stopping in the middle of the road 3 times to clear my windsheild.

You'd think that halfway here I would have decided it wasn't worth it and I should just go home. Oh, no. Not me. I'm just too darn stupid!!

Happy Valentine's Day ........ NOT!

Ever since I was in grade school, Valentine's day has been my Friday the 13th. Every year, this day rolls around and each year something horrible happens. When I was little, I would get sick. One year (I was probably in the 3rd grade) a boy that I had a crush on kicked me in the butt with his moon boots and left a dirt mark. And it hurt, too.

So, needless to say, I hate Valentine's day. This year is no exception.

This morning, I went to get my car out of the shed, started it up, and it quit. Not a problem, I just decided it needed a little gas, so I made sure to tap the gas when I started it up again. No problem. I backed out. It quit.

I held back some swearing, and just decided to keep going. I got down my driveway, on the road, and when I stopped at the stop sign before getting on the highway, it quit. So I had to make a decision: go to work and get stranded or just go home and call Nathaniel to take me to work. I decided to go home.

So, I got my car started, went home, called Nathaniel and he came to follow me to work so that I could take my car to the shop to get it looked at. I haven't heard anything yet, so I hope that no news is good news. And, hopefully if they can't fix it, Nathaniel will come back and get me. He said he would, but you know how that goes......

In other news, there is no other news. After Sunday school on Sunday, Kayla wanted to play church, so me, mom and Kayla went upstairs to the sanctuary and she pretended to be the pastor. I got to play the piano. It was so cute because Kayla wanted to do communion, so my mom knelt at the later and Kayla pretended to give out bread and juice to everyone, saying "This is the bread of Jesus, this is the juice of Jesus." She is so adorable.

Well, I hope everyone has a blessed Valentine's Day, and if you don't have a Valentine, then I'll gladly be yours!

I remember when.....

. . . . I was about 8 years old. We had a grey cat with white heart-shaped white spot on her head. We called her Cuddles. She was the only barn cat we had that would come over to the house and play with us. One day we couldn't find her, so we went to the barn and found her dead in the gutter. We were crushed. I have never gotten attached to a pet since.

. . . . when I was in college, one night Lori and I were playing pool at Luckys. A guy who was playing pool with his friends in the corner came up to us. I thought that he wanted to talk to Lori, so I kind of stepped aside, but he came right towards me, hand outstretched and shook my hand and said, "I was over there wondering who you were and thought to myself I could either leave here and always wonder, or come over here and not have to wonder anymore." *sigh* The greatest pickup line said to me ever. His name was Rob. He was going to Lake Superior College and majoring in Political Science. He had a tongue ring. He asked me to meet him at Shooters Bar sometime and he'd teach me to do some dance. I never went...I had no one who would go with me, and I wouldn't go to a bar by myself. I wonder what would have happened.....

. . . . I met Kristen. She scared me. It was at the library in college. I was talking to April and was jokingly telling her to be quiet. Kristen spoke up and said, "This isn't the designated quiet area." I meekly went back to my seat and waited for her to leave before I went back to talk to April.

. . . . April and I went to Floamy's grandparents for our first spring break in college. I remember looking out the window, stretching, and .......well, April knows. *giggles*

. . . . I used to know what I wanted to do in life. When I was sure that I'd end up in a big corporation, doing presentations and being a stellar worker. Living in a big city and being grown up. Now, I don't know what I want to do. Where do those dreams go?