Saturday, November 19, 2005
Depend on how the wind blows, I might even paint my toes..
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul.
I'm not the average girl from your video.
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes.
When I look in the mirror, the only one there is me.
Every freckle on my face is where it's supposed to be.
And I know our Creator didn't make no mistakes on me.
My momma said a lady ain't what she wears, but what she knows.
. celebrate . `@ 1:08 PM
Friday, November 18, 2005
I am parked outside Tyler and if Campus Safety tries to give me a ticket, I will delicately inform them that I am dropping off top secret FBI documents for a Mrs. Kristin Borton.
Amy and Mark had their baby. I am so excited.. I can't wait to hold her. They are going to be the best parents ever.
Nate takes good care of me, and lets me express things, and finds the best way to reaffirm my feelings and make me think.
4-5 days until I go to Hippopotamus for Thanksgiving.
I want to watch Oprah.
Charmin makes a good chest warmer.
My fingers are cold.
I am in charge of green bean casserole making.
. celebrate . `@ 3:16 PM
Monday, November 14, 2005
This weekend wasn't what I expected it to be. At all. Nonetheless, it was good. I rested. My stomach is still in knots, but not as bad as it used to be.
- The number of times I was sick.
- The number of times I played the piano.
- The number of movies I watched (Monster-in-Law [with Rendy.. so glad she's not Jane Fonda! :)], Christmas with the Kranks, The Longest Yard)
- The number of times I ate out (the new Mediterranean Grill is sooo good)
- The number of lotions I smelled at Bath + Body
- The number of minutes I talked to Doug Messinger (Midsummer flashbacks!) in the Circle Centre Mall
- The number of times I got up to go to the bathroom and listen to the rain on the windows and steal Nate's pillows.
- The number of times Nate and I had to show Cam how to do the 9 times tables on his hands.
- The average number of hours of sleep I got each night.
- The number of times Cam had to tie his shoes before he got a new cartridge.
On that note, goodnight Robbie. And good night world. I have a VIP who just called me.
. celebrate . `@ 12:31 AM
This weekend wasn't what I expected it to be. At all. Nonetheless, it was good. I rested. My stomach is still in knots, but not as bad as it used to be.
- The number of times I was sick.
- The number of times I played the piano.
- The number of movies I watched (Monster-in-Law [with Rendy.. so glad she's not Jane Fonda! :)], Christmas with the Kranks, The Longest Yard)
- The number of times I ate out (the new Mediterranean Grill is sooo good)
- The number of lotions I smelled at Bath + Body
- The number of minutes I talked to Doug Messinger (Midsummer flashbacks!) in the Circle Centre Mall
- The number of times I got up to go to the bathroom and listen to the rain on the windows and steal Nate's pillows.
- The number of times Nate and I had to show Cam how to do the 9 times tables on his hands.
- The average number of hours of sleep I got each night.
- The number of times Cam had to tie his shoes before he got a new cartridge.
On that note, goodnight Robbie. And good night world. I have a VIP who just called me.
. celebrate . `@ 12:31 AM