Monday, February 21, 2011

WEEK OF LESSONS RECAP

This past week was the first full week of beautiful weather we have had in a very long time. To say it was overdue would be an understatement.

I enjoyed opening the windows, going for a jog (or two) and just plain smiling about life.

I also learned a few things:


I miss my graphics design background. Which makes me a little rusty at it when requested to do it. Okay a lot. Okay I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Flowers, a $17 rug and a red-hot, electric grill make my terrace very cozy.

Said red grill will stay put together even if you put the nuts on backward.

The person who points out they are backward is the person who has to change them. Ahhhemmmm.

There are idiot people out there who will run into the back of your heel with a shopping cart and not apologize but just say, "Ooops..." and walk off.

There's an amazing little invention called "e-cigarettes" that actually do work to help people quit smoking. Hallelujah! If you smoke...get them!

If my upstairs neighbor drops one more cigarette butt at the bottom of our stairs, my 10 year-old son just may go postal on him.

Broken plans can lead to great plans.

My car looks and smells much, much better when it's professionally cleaned.

Apparently there's an "Almond Joy" flavored coffee creamer out there. I haven't seen it. I think Trey is teasing me.

There's probably a very good reason I haven't found the Almond Joy coffee creamer. God's protecting what would be an instant addiction.

Scout may be part goat as she will eat anything.

My married friends have started weaning me out.

My single friends have started taking me in.

I'm okay with both scenarios.

I'm not scared of possibilities. I'd be more scared if I didn't patiently let them pan-out and then wonder, "What if...?".

That's right...I said 'patient'.

Apparently you can spoil a beta fish named Carter. He's grown to not appreciate having his bowl changed and will swim to the bottom, pout, fake death, you name it...just to let you know.

My kids aren't perfect, but they are perfectly wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing (okay...except the back-talk, when it happens!).

I'm not perfect. Far from it. Never will be. Don't aspire to be.

These moms encouraging their elementary-aged kids to "date" drive me absolutely nuts.

The Bachelor is a train wreck I can't stop watching!

I'm ready for my hair to grow out again.

I'm ready for some other changes...finally.

Nosy people need to get a life and let mine just be.

As long as I remember I'm riding shot-gun, I'll be fine.

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