Thursday, November 30, 2006

Feel the fear and do it anyway. (Susan Jeffers)

I was sitting in my van, waiting for Becky after school. I was early, so I had pulled out Daisy and was trying to get a little work done. In the background, I could a lot of laughing and shouting as kids made their way across the parking lot on their way home. Suddenly, I realized that somebody was screaming. Loud, agonized, screaming! I looked up, and there’s a pickup with a big trailer (for a lawn care company) stopped in the middle of the drive. A group of teenagers are standing next to it, pointing underneath and screaming. As I’m trying to figure out what’s going on, a woman walking by stops, then stoops to peer underneath the trailer. At this point I realized that the truck must have hit one of the kids. Without thinking, I grabbed my cell phone from my purse sitting next to me as I reached down and grabbed the first aid kit (for the CPR mask, just in case), from underneath the seat. Within seconds I was out the door and racing toward the truck. Just as quickly, the teens break out in wild laughter and start walking away.

I don’t know which of us was more upset, the truck driver or me. What a horrible “joke” to play. My heart is STILL racing. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Thursday, November 09, 2006

When I grow up, I want to be a cow. (Rebecca)

Lately I've been thinking about cows. Or more specifically, about Becky and cows.

I'm not supposed to tell anybody, but when Becky was only about three years old she decided that she wanted to be a cow when she grew up. She was very determined about it, too. For the next several months she walked around practising her moo-ing. Anything she saw with a cow on it immediately became a "must-have" item.

She did evenually stop moo-ing and developed other interests.

About two years later, when Becky was five, we went to a school carnival. Several of the teachers were walking around dressed as clowns. Rebecca spotted one in a cow costume, complete with a big cow bell hanging around her neck, and immediately turned to me and stated: "See, girls really can grow up to be cows!"

There's a reason this story has been on my mind so much. You see, when I was a little girl I wanted to be a teacher so that I could go to school forever-and-ever. Well, I'm getting my wish. I am now officially a college student again. I've decided to get a master's degree. (And since I'm going to be doing it one class at a time, it is going to be forever-and-ever before I get it!)

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Life is just a quick succession of busy nothings. (Jane Austen)

I think I've used this title quote before. If I haven't, I should have. It pretty much sums up my life. There's always so much going on, and I'm always rushing about because I have such a hectic schedule. But yet I don't have anything going on that's interesting enough to be a topic of conversation.

The lack of interesting topics, combined with a lack of time to take photos, added to a need for at least four hours of sleep a night, has kept me from posting the past few days. I managed to do four days (sort of) of NaBloPoMo. And I've written a little over 1,000 words for NaNoWriMo. So much for keeping up with my commitments. But I'm going to keep on trying. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.

(tittle quote: Miss Piggy)

Thinking back on today, it's been a really great day. We made ourselves beautiful, both outside and inside, for today and for the future.

In case you're wondering how we did that, it was fun: facials and makeovers for ourselves, and blood donations for others; portraits for the future.

(Sorry, but I'm too tired to make any more sense than that.) Posted by Picasa

Friday, November 03, 2006

You can't help getting older, but you don't have to get old. (George Burns)

I've been trying to think of something truly profound to write today. After all, it's my birthday and with age comes wisdom. Right?

Oh well, I guess I'll just go have another piece of the pistachio cake that Becky baked for me. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, November 02, 2006

You may be 'write' and I may be crazy...

This is both NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo. The object of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) is to write an entire 50,000 word novel (or actually, novella) by the end of November. NaBloPoMo is National Blog Posting Month. Rather than worry about how many words you write, the goal is to just post something every day for the entire month of November. Both challenges are on my List of Things To Do With My Life, and I can't decide which one to do.

So in my usual "Wonder Woman" way, I've decided to give both a try. (After all, it's not as if I really need to sleep...) Wish me luck, and check in regularly to see how I'm doing. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Tales of a drive thru

"I'd like a large iced mocha latte, please. With sugar and whipped cream."

"Woud you like cream in that?"

"Yes. Whipped cream. And sugar."

"What about regular cream?"

"It's a latte. So yes, I need regular cream, too."

"Would you like it hot or cold?"

"Um, I wanted an iced mocha latte. Large."

"Yes, I have that. Did you want it hot or cold?"

"I think I'll go with a cold one, please." Posted by Picasa