Random thoughts for today

Summer skies are BEAUTIFUL!

Other peoples dog barking, I phase out. My dog barking, makes me want to rip my hair outta my head and shake him till his eyes turn blue.

Days should be 30 hours, not 24. An extra 6 hours to sleep, spend with family, or relax.

Was honey really worth creating, I mean so much so that we need all those bees?!

When three year olds throw tantrums and say they can't stop, do they really mean that? I honestly think they might.

If less is more, then what is more?

why

Why does your nose run when you throw up?

Why do you throw up when you work too hard?

Why does a running nose make you sneeze?

Blur

Its a amazing how fast the days can go. I don't know how in the world I have a daughter that is almost 2 years old. I have no idea how it seems like yesterday I was planning a cruise, but now its so far past that trip that there are not even tan lines left to reminise about.

I walk through the halls of the high school and remember the feeling of being that age, and how I thought my fight with my boyfriend was the end of the world. I dont FEEL much different though I know I am. I havent looked in the mirror and noticed how different I look. But when I see them in the -45 degree windchills with thier flip flops on and mini skirts, and the faces of 12 year olds, I realize they are not 12, they are 18. 18 year olds did not start looking younger, but I have started to look older.

I hear of someone calling in "drunk" to a job, and wonder did I EVER think it was okay to do that. I know that an 8am class in college was something that about killed me and I rarely made it to. I know that working in the group home I'd often sweet talk a freind into covering my shift so I could go down town. I thought life was so difficult.

I pass through these stages of my life: highschool, college, marriage, babies; and I dont feel as though they were that long ago. And then I realize, it was not yesterday that I visited River Falls for the first time with Katie to visit her sister and saw a movie for 1.50. That happend 12 years ago. It was not yesterday that I got in a pushing match with Jaime on the basketball court while cheering over who was right and who was wrong, that was 9 years ago! Or my first apartment and getting independence only to want to crawl back home and hide forever when watching the twin towers go up in flames. Or moving in with Kevin and learning how to budget for two instead of one. Or finishing college and planning a wedding and student teaching and working and hardly having time to breath. Or seeing the positive on the pregnancy test. Or going to the hospital and coming home with a CHILD.

How is it that one moment, the hardest or the best, can all of a sudden feel like an eternity but t our entire lives seem to go by in the blink of an eye.

Obsessing

Have you ever noticed that the more you try NOT to think about something, the more you DO think about it? I mean seriously, the process of NOT thinking is actually a thinking process. So the art of avoiding is a truely hard one to obtain. Don't you agree? Here are some examples:

• The big blemish (be it a mole, or a zit) smack dab infront of your eyes on someones face. You do all you can to avoid staring, you don't want to be rude, but the more you try to avoid it the more you think about it until you just can't stop staring becasue after all it stared at you first!
• Secrets, good juicy gossip. You know its wrong to tell or to pass on, but you can't get it off your mind, if you could just tell it, you'd be over it, but because you shouldn't and you try to forget it so you don't think of it, but its ALL you can think about.
• Food. Whether your trying to diet or not, once you get that thought of something GOOD in your head, it does NOT leave until you have it. You GOTTA have it. Your thoughts revolve around that treat, your friends turn into dancing chicken wings and you yourself turn into fat Albert.

For most people this is the extent of it, big things they obsess about. But for me, I obsess about way more. I"m the person who can't sleep because I want to start my next day's list, I have to write things down at bed so I can sleep. I can't just think about what I'm gonna pack for my vacation in 4 weeks, I have to actually start packing. The idea of having my first baby some day, turned into a get naked and make her event. I am truley just an obsessive being. But that being said, I think we all have a little of that in us....so for now, I'm off to dream of dancing wings and try not to stare at that big ole' zit on your chin!

For My Canadian Friends....

I layed in bed last night thinking about this, so I thought it was only right that I blog about it.

It has always baffeled me why there are two ways to write certain words that mean the same thing and I believe are pronounced the exact same thing. I mean I get it when the words have different meanings: two, to, too. But there are some words that just don't make sense to me. How do I know which to use? Or do I not use any of the second options, because I'm American? Now that I have all of these Canadian friends, I'm noticing these spellings go hand in hand with them....but again, maybe they are not pronounced the same, I have yet to HEAR these words said. I know its not a matter of right versus wrong, but is there a difference....
What do you think?

Check or Cheque

Favorite or Favourite

Color or Colour

Labor or Labour

There are more, I know there are more, I just can not think of them....
It all just makes me want to sing a little "Lets call the whole thing off..."

"You say ToeMaeToe, I say ToeMoToe, You say PoeTaeToe, I say PoeToToe".....