midge
mom and i went to the store today to get ingredients for rice krispie treats to take to a family reunion. She's made them so often that she couldn't remember the recipe. I thought they have vanilla in them. We looked everywhere for the recipe and decided to just wing it... how hard could it be, right? As we got started, we found the recipe on the marshmallow bag.
I miss my mom an awful lot.
I know I should probably stop buying concert tickets, but sometimes, Minus The Bear and Portugal. The Man are bands worth seeing more than 4 times each. Maybe I should just get used to that instead and continue to enjoy myself...
The playground at Baby Work has straw covering the ground rather than grass or the nasty old bark chips that were there while I was a teacher. The last time I was there, the little hands of my old class gathered around me and filled my pockets with fists full of yellow, crinkled straw.
it is my firm belief that there is a reason I have fallen in love with black tea with milk and sugar and Celestial Seasonings just happens to make a black tea called "Morning Thunder" that has a buffalo on the box.
the last time I felt real and true wonder was when I saw the wind turbines in the gorge... they were bigger than I ever imagined anything like that could be and I honestly think that when the Cyborgs invade, that is what it will look like all over the world... Terminator: 2012
I had a dream that I was on a train the other night. We were nearing where I knew the Tetons would be visible and so I kept looking for them. I kept asking my dream to show them to me so I would have my sign clearly shown to me. They never showed up. I learned that I can't ask for those revelations... that they have to come to me the real way.
for the longest time I've avoided Judd Apatow's movies because they're all the same. They're funny, but all the same. Tonight, though, I finally watched Get Him To The Greek and I cried at the end. I effing cried. I'll never miss another Apatow movie so long as I live.
i remember one time when I was a teenager my parents decided that we (my brother and I) needed some additional discipline. They're brilliant idea was to make us stand with our nose in the corner when we were bad. This didn't go over all that well. I think I was 14 the first-- and only-- time they tried it. From then on out we were just grounded like everyone else.
I keep forgetting to remember to do things that are pretty important like buy cat food, wash towels, call the electric company, run the dishwasher, get gas, make the bed-- I think this is a clear sign that I'm not getting what I need out of life and I need to do some serious re-vamping.