Wednesday, March 24, 2010

pseudo momma update

I might not be a mom, but tonight, I headed back to work for the student scholarship banquet. As I neared the school, I realized I had something clumped onto the bottom of my dress. It was green playdough. No one else came to the scholarship banquet with green playdough on their dress. I can guarantee it.

secret sins part 2. (did you remember there was a part 1?)

It's been a while. I feel like I have much to say and such little time to talk.
Before blogging, I journalled all the time. Then I started blogging, and my journalling slowed right down.
Now I neither journal, nor blog.
I feel guilty about both.

Part of it is a mental block. So much so that I think about something that I'd love to blog/journal, but I get this weary feeling when it comes to actually writing it out. Anyone else get that? I wouldn't even call it writers' block. I would call it writing-lepsy. Like narcolepsy, you grow weary, and can't control it. Something like that. See? I can't even put it into words. That's how bad it is.

Plus I'm still writing in a journal that is rather bland looking...while I have a REALLY beautiful one, that Carleigh gave to me almost 2 years ago, sitting on the shelf, waiting for me to start in it. But I'm an A to B type person, and so I have this obligation (self-motivated) to complete the first journal before I would ever even consider writing in the second. It's my minor obsessive compulsive tendency.

I just needed to get that off my chest.

Monday, March 15, 2010

lost in your eyes.

Last night, Charlee started zoning out while we were waiting for supper to start.

Me: "Hey Char - whatcha thinking about?"
Her: "About you!"
Me: "Really? What about me?"
Her: "Your eyes..."

The most romantic thing I've ever been told has now come from my 3 year old housemate.