Friday, June 30, 2006
Thanks everyone and there are more posts to come...WOOOHOO!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Apparently the US Government is using telephone poles as recruiting stations...hmmm...this was found on the side of Loop 250, they are stratigically placed on every other telephone pole, beginning at the start of the loop from old Hwy 80, and where you actually get on the loop. Interesting I may add.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Megan and I went to our usual eatery for the good ole Fortune Cookies, and we got some good eats, and the topic of our Friday posts.
We both got rather interesting fortunes to say the least, you can check hers out on her blog. Now remember that when you get a fortune, you have to add “in bed” to the end…it’s a Megan rule.
My Friday Fortune is:
“Now is a good time to explore – in bed.”
Alrighty then….you can go back to my last Fortune Cookie Friday and read my fortune there. What is up?
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
I’m not really sure as to why I’m a magnet for freaky guys!! Do you? I don’t seek to love many people; I just want to be friends with lots of people. I like people, and I consider myself a people person. But I always attract weirdly odd people….WHATS WRONG WITH ME!! I did have this great boyfriend one time, Jason. I screwed that one up. He didn’t know what he wanted with me, and I was so confused by his confusion I didn’t know what to do. He was truly a really great guy, and had I just stuck it out with him, I probably wouldn’t have Brooke, and I possibly wouldn’t still be living in Middle of no where, Texas. I don’t know, but everything happens for a reason.
I would like to share about how our relationship came to be. After graduating high school, I went back to help my old track coach, doing what I loved best, keeping times, distances, what not. I was in the training room quite a bit, when I decided to introduce myself, and tell this man, whom I belonged to. I guess we hit it off then. But then that weekend, we had a track meet in Kermit. He started hanging out by me, while I was doing my job and picking on me heavily. Well, one thing led to another and he asked if I wanted to go with him to lunch. I said I wasn’t that hungry, but I would ride with him. I just got me some French fries. Then he told me as we were sitting there, that he was going to pay for my food. I said that was alright. Then one evening he had just gotten back from Blaine’s Picnic in San Angelo, and he came by Subway, where I was employed at the time, left me his business card, and told me he lived in 713. I went by after work, since I got off at like 8 or something. Then things began happening, not those kinds of things, but we started bonding and connecting. On Easter, I went to work early so that I could go to the ballgame with him. He came by, got a sandwich and left an Easter card on my car. How sweet. When he would leave town, he would make me play this hide and seek game, only with cards, and prizes, and everyday, there would be a new card, and a new prize. I LOVED IT!! It was fun. I loved him, and I still do. We had our hard times, and things were rough at times, just as in all relationships. He was there all during my pregnancy supporting me every step of the way, and he was there after she was born as well. The most meaningful thing is him coming to visit me the day after she was born.
This man definitely made a huge impact in my life. I definitely want to find someone like him, with the same great attitude and outlook on life. If you’re out there, know that you DID make a difference in my life.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Saturday, June 17, 2006
You should check out Megan's blog as she had an ex boyfriend encounter yesterday as well. Perhaps yesterday was Ex boyfriend day, and no one told us.
We went to the baseball game last night with my dad, I'll post pictures later.
Friday, June 16, 2006
So it's Fortune Cookie Friday!!
Here is my fortune:
"Find release from your cares, have a good time" - in bed
Hell yea...I'll have a good time in bed...oh wait, don't you have to have a man to have a good time in bed with? Well, never mind then.
Visit Megan to see if she has posted hers yet, and if not let her know how behind she is.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
There is my next couple of weeks at a glance!! I need a hot sexy man to come do the bathroom!! Any volunteers?!! Oh yea…and this girl will probably be doing it herself, without her daddy’s help for once!!!
Well, Brooke and I went on our picnic on Friday to a rather cool park that they’ve just remodeled. It was nice. I’ll post more about it and pictures later.
Friday, June 09, 2006
This is my beautiful friend Megan. She has been my best friend since the 1st grade. Let’s do some calculations, so for 16 years we have been inseparable. When I was pregnant she was my biggest supporter. She even carried around the pregnancy test for me and we saw an old classmate in Wal-Mart that particular night. She didn’t care. She was the first to get the call after the first test. She reassured me to keep taking them, since after all 3 did come to a box. Better be safe than sorry. She went with me to my first OBGYN appointment, and she was a shoulder that I cried on after it was all over. I cried today because yesterday was her birthday, she is now the big 22. Welcome to the 22 club. She has been there for me for so long that it’s hard to not be able to see her. When she lived in Lubbock, if she came home we were not apart but to sleep. I would also make weekend trips up there while being pregnant to spend time with her, because I was dealing with depression and she was my get away. Friday mornings I would get up, get dressed and decide that at 5 I would be on my way to Lubbock, a few phone calls later and I was packed and ready to hit the road. This
continued until it became too uncomfortable to travel, and then I went no where. Toward the end of my pregnancy I made one last trip up there to see that girl, and it was long overdue. She was the main hostess of my first baby shower, and a great one at that. We disagreed a lot and she would tell you that yes, I was a real bitch during this time, but she didn’t give me up as a friend. We dealt accordingly knowing that all too soon this time would pass. She was there with me every step of the way, encouraging me and guiding me down this seemingly long and endless road. She was the first of my friends to hold the baby, and that was a joyous moment, although she was scared that she would somehow harm this little fragile baby, we called Cornelius for sooo long. I just hope that I have been as great of a friend to her as she’s been to me. I LOVE THIS GIRL so much, it’s hard to imagine my life without her. She’s the only one who has really stuck around after having Brooke. I know that she is my one TRUE friend, and that no matter what we go through together, she will always be there.
Monday, June 05, 2006
Oh yes and please this is our first hurray at picnicking so if you have any ideas as to some food that I could take a long that is easy please comment here as well. I’m new at this kind of thing. She doesn’t eat much meat but I’m trying my hardest to change that, she’s in love with chicken and tuna, a long with hot dog weenies. So if you have any thoughts, feel free to put them here.
I know it’s not Valentine’s Day, but I don’t care.
While sitting here I remember a particular night of my very young life. I was in the 5th grade and they had a Valentine’s Day dance at the school. I tried to put myself out there when I was young and participated in everything they had, fun nights, dances, you know elementary things. I was not popular, I did not wear the best clothes and I was somewhat okay with that. My parents were trying to pay for my oldest sisters wedding at that time! So I went to the dance with hope that someone there might ask me to dance! Well, my hopes were shattered! I got to dance with someone and that’s because their girlfriend, who was my best friend at the time, told them to come dance with me. So we danced, I can’t say it was all star filled because I knew the truth, he was forced to. After the night ended and everyone went home, I was still hopeless. On Monday everyone came back to school, and my friend, the girlfriend, told me that after he danced with me he told her that he was going to have to go home and burn his clothes! I was not nasty, I did not stink, but I definitely didn’t wear the clothes he did either! Did I mention that we were poor? I tried to let it go, but it today has come back to haunt me!! How could my best friend let him say something like that and not stand up for me? I know I was young, but at that age your body is starting to change, well at least mine was. I had hit puberty and that was traumatizing to me. Not to mention that my class was still adjusting to the new teacher because our first teacher Mrs. Carder had left us at Christmas to move back to her hometown with her husband. I remember this event because I wondered if the new teacher would be able to deal with my ADHD as Mrs. Carder had, and she assured me that everything would be okay. She wrote letters and what not, but it was hard with her gone. This was a long time ago, just think 11 years and its still haunting me. I’ve never been ugly to him since that very day. I let it go, but think that could possibly be part of my insecurities. I bet he doesn’t even remember that day at all.
But don’t you just love people who do not pick up after themselves. Makes more than one pot of coffee but won’t clean it up at the end of the day. Takes the last cup but doesn’t go get anymore, or tell anyone. Expects everyone’s opinion to be the same as theirs, and doesn’t give a crap about what you think. They’re always right. Thinks ground squirrels are prairie dogs, and begs to differ when you tell them differently. Knows everything about drugs on the market because they’ve been on so many, so suddenly they are a pharmacist. Is paranoid and thinks everyone is out to get them, which they’re not. Stares at you because they has nothing else better to do. Makes everyone’s business their own because they doesn’t have any. Doesn’t like “mixed” babies because they are going to feel different in this world, even if you treat them normally. Doesn’t like the fact that I did not file for child support, and they can kiss my rear. Probably doesn’t like the fact that I too have a “mixed” child, but I don’t care because she’s beautiful. They never compliment anyone because I’m sure they don’t like themselves. Thinks everyone is a dumb ass, and they are smarter than everyone else.
Frankly I get tired of telling people like this that they look nice, or that I noticed they got a haircut, or anything else. When they act like you should give everything to them and cater to them. So, perhaps I’m stubborn or perhaps I was brought up with a few manors. Or it just could be that I’m very set in my ways.
Make a nice day!!
Friday, June 02, 2006
We tried so hard to make things better for our kids, that we made them worse. I'd like better
I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream, and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed, mow the lawn, and wash the car.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
I hope you get a black eye for fighting for something you believe in.
I hope you have to share a bathroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.
When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister want to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your mom.
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy/girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.
May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue to a frozen flagpole.
I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he's not your friend.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.
May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I hope your mother punishes when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs and kisses you at Hanukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you -- tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, its the only way to appreciate life.
Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.
When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to 17% of Stanford University Seniors.
What is greater than God, More evil than the devil, The poor have it, The rich need it, And if you eat it you'll die?
I found this very much like Paul Harvey. Even though he has really annoying music, he always has good points to make. Please post your answers in the comments of this section. In a couple of days I'll will let you know the answer and who was right. Happy commenting!!!