A bit perturbed

I'm feeling a little "off" today. Actually for the past couple of days. Not really sure what it's all about.

I'm pretty mad that my son was turned away from Sunday school over the weekend b/c the lady couldn't find our registration papers and his name wasn't on the list.

I'm getting pretty swamped at work - dealing with our external auditors on non-issues is tiresome.

I'm pretty pissed that we got some bad calls in the game against Auburn on Saturday.

But, I don't think those are it. I dunno. I'm just bummed.

I will never write...

With the innocense that I had in the 2nd grade. Evidence:

LOVE IS

Love is caring
Love is sharing
Love is having fun
And also being able to run
And lie in the sun

Love is having a heart
Love is being smart
A mother and a brother and a dad
Are very nice things to have
And because I have them all, I sure am glad.


Kay - Age 8

This poem won me 1st place in the school contest.


For Sunday Scribblings

The Most Awesome Thing

In about 7 minutes (and probably before I finish typing this post) KAREN is meeting her daughter Maya for the first time. Rarely have I felt so much joy for a complete stranger. All the best Karen, and to Maya - welcome home!

Stupid Internet

So I have this post all typed out about how much yesterday's posts
sucked and that I should stop whining and feeling sorry for myself and
I should just focus on the good things and the stupid internet
connection went down. Wow, was that the longest run on sentence ever?
Anyway, if I could get into my account to delete yesterday's nonsense
I would, but I can't - so I will have to rely on you to just ignore
me.

The Pretty People

My neighbors and all their friends are "pretty people". I can't tell you how ugly I feel when I come home from one of their parties. It would be nice if they were also mean and bitchy, because then I could hate them. Alas, they are not. They are all very nice - and I don't even mean the "fake nice" you normally get from the Pretty People.