Window Into My Reality

Town had a fire yesterday. We hadn't been out of church for very long, maybe an hour or so, and I was at my friend Paigey's house when the fire siren up town went off. Always hate the sound of that. Shortly, we heard the sirens of the fire trucks....turning up her street. So being normal citizens that we are, we rush outdoors to see what's going on...we see the fire trucks and all that sitting up at the intersection...by the time we had gotten across the street...we could see the smoke. It took them hours to get it put out. Everyone was ok, and they got most of the animals out...not sure about one dog :( There's not much left...the back side and straight up through the middle are gone.

'Tis Friday...all day long. I should be doing something else...cleaning or laundry or something, but as usual I am sitting here in the library. Trying to catch up on blogging as there is so little time throughout the week. I did post another poem this morning, an older one though I will admit that I did some rewriting. I was out late last night at Paigey's house, didn't leave until almost midnight---so hopingher husband wasn't upset with me staying so late. But it felt so good to just sit and talk with her. There was something about last night's chat that just felt ... almost like old times...but better. I smacked myself in the head yesterday, getting into my own car no less. My thoughts were....uhm..... elsewhere ....and so I didn't get my head far enough down and smack . Sigh. It's amazing they let me on the dance team at church given how clumsy I am. So I sat there stunned for a good minute before shaking it off and going about my day...it wasn

As you all know from yesterday's post and comments, my brother slammed me on a few of my survey answers. I've left his questions/comments in black and my answers in blue. Letter: Q Now, I wonder why you would like the letter Q. I wonder what Jean-Luc REALLY thinks about that? Uhm---it's the only Star Trek related letter. :P Any comment Jean-Luc?? Body Part on Opposite sex: smile Age you wanna lose your Virginity: How old am I now? LOL Can these two answers really correspond? It sounds to me like you might be lying in one of these. What???? Sex doesn't start with a smile? Besides....you should see his smile. Strawberry or Watermelon: watermelon What! Watermelon! You...You... TRAITOR! :P Kiss or Hug: both Now, this answer seems to correspond well with both your answers in the above mentioned two questions. And your point is? Rap or Punk: rap You really like rap? Uhm...I think TobyMac counts as rap and I like a few of his songs. I also like hiphop. Wanna see me dance with

I would, and I did...cuz I'm an oddball. And if this works right, this is my 100th post. Name: Only the Shadow knows Birthdate: 7-31-76 Birthplace: PA Current Location: PA Eye Color: blue Hair Color: soon to be reddish brown Height: 5'6and 3/4 Weight: :P Piercings: ears Tatoos: none Boyfriend/Girlfriend: boyfriend Overused Phraze: Huh? -- no, seriously, that's it... FAVORITES Food: Homemade mac and cheese Candy: chocolate Number: any Color: blue or purple depending on my mood Animal: dog Drink: coffee Alcohol Drink: none Bagel: with lots of cream cheese Letter: Q Body Part on Opposite sex: smile This or That Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi McDonalds or BurgerKing: Wendy's Strawberry or Watermelon: watermelon Hot tea or Ice tea: hot Chocolate or Vanilla chocolate Hot Chocolate or Coffee: coffee Kiss or Hug: both Dog or Cat: dog Rap or Punk: rap Summer or Winter: summer Scary Movies or Funny Movies: funny Love or Money: love YOUR... Bedtime: varies Most Missed Memory: I don't re

Not much going on today. I got my "real" bus monitor today at the start of the noon run. SO far we're doing ok...she only had them singing once and it was a quiet song {Itsy Bitsy Spider} so that was extra ok. Had an ok night at church last night. Rededicated myself to the Lord. I've been slipping something terrible lately. Humans are prone to wander, as I know from past experience. And besides, Chip Ingram was talking about just that thing today. I have to go see if I can't post that survey thing I saw at Daydreamer's just the other day.

I would pay a pretty penny if my friends could see the world from my perspective. I mean, I know it's different than how they see it...as I've had one person tell me that she just doesn't understand why I've been hurt. First of all, does she really have to understand to emphathize with my pain? I mean, I really have no point of reference regarding her pain over her wild son who's been giving her some serious grief....but...I can be sad right along with her over it. Shouldn't it be enough that something happened and it hurt me...even if I don't fully understand it myself? It hurts...it caused a pain to shoot through my heart and made me cry [This happened all in Septmeber so none of ya start worrying ok?]. Shouldn't that be enough? I have about 5 minutes before I get shut down, so I can't go on. It's just something that is frustrating me right now. And I wanted to vent.

OK. the outfit on the Avatar Girl should say it all. A bit of a contrast, isn't it?

So. What is it you want to hear about? I could tell you about the bus monitor drama. We have one hired. Well, Central Office has hired one person. This is nice...but we still need another one. I'm not sure who's bus she's gonna ride, mine I think from what I've been told, although that doesn't necessarily mean anything! I hope she's not a big talker and will just let me drive in peace and not make the kids sing too much. {or at the very least coordinate the singing so that they're all singing the same song...with their inside voices!} Although---I will miss Theresa's distractive chatter. Ok, not a whole lot, but a little. I could tell you about my soap operatic church. I think we're all nuts. It's not just me that neurotic and dysfuncitional. I think we all are and that we feed each other's insanities. I could tell you about my overprotective Library boss. You gotta love Alfonse. Well, you don't have to...but the truth is...you either li

Love is patient [suffers long] and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. {1 Corinthians 13:4-8a} When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love. {1 Corinthians 13:11, 13} Love to all my blogger friends this Valentine's day. Love...that is, the unconditional love that this passage refers to...is what it is all about. Without this Love of God, from God, for each other...we've missed it completely. :)

Once again I've changed my avatar girl---this time for Valentine's Day. I kind of like it.

Do not think of knocking out another person's brains because he differs in opinion from you. It would be as rational to knock yourself on the head because you differ from yourself ten years ago. Horace Mann (1796 - 1859)

One of the bus monitors, this morning it was the Family Advocates turn to ride, was regaling me with the possible changes coming to Headstart in the coming year. The worst is that they want to run only one bus per class. that means I would only have to run for either the morning or afternoon class...which leaves me to wonder what that would mean for my income. Would it be sliced in half? It would be better I think to have just one bus run the entire thing, but I'm just a contracted driver so my opinion wouldn't be listened to. The kids are still singing, something about Monkeys falling off the bed [I'd rather listen to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"!] At least they are quiet about it...so far. it doesn't help that I've got a sinus thing going on, and so don't feel the bestest. Can you believe...absolutely no one from Chruch invited me to their Super Bowl Party last night? I know there were at least two. It's not the football part that hurt...I really don&

Oh the singing...the singing!!!!!! AHHHHH For whatever reason, the kids on my bus have started to take up singing. As in, both classes...loudly and in unison. I've already gotten tired of the different teachers riding as busmonitors chatting my ear off...now I have to put up with singing 4 year olds! Normally this does not bother me...but this is the second day in a row and with everything else going on...I am SO ready for the weekend! How everyone else's week going?