Consumer

Stuff and money. We humans are wired to greed. We want riches. We don't necessarily need it, but we want it. Why?

I don't want to gain all the riches of the world and lose my soul.

Dear God,

Help me to slay the greedy selfish parts of me. Help me to be content with my entire situation. Help me to remember the things that really matter. Family, friends, the love that has kept me going. Help me Lord to create instead of consume.

Good News for the Modern Me

What does Christmas mean to me? Is it really about Jesus' birth to me? It's easy to think that it's about receiving presents, or what to buy for him or her. It's easy to think that it's about giving, but why is it about giving? Why is it about peace on earth and goodwill towards all people?

Who is this Jesus and what does he have to do with me?

Jesus was born to be a savior. His birth was the beginning of a revolution of love. I forget that. Christmas is about the life of a baby who would bring hope to me. According to my human nature, I am destined for failure, destined to die and destined to be punished for all of my wrong doings. But Jesus sacrificed his life so that I could live in freedom.

But am I living in freedom? Well, no. Parts of the hopeful, belief in me have died. Not all dead, but I'm certainly far from a promised land. But Christmas is a time to hope, to be merry, to celebrate the birth of a little baby who brings freedom. I'm not free from the world or myself at the moment. I am a little bit in the pit, but it's Christmas. It is not about the lights and trees, the presents, the red and green, the ugly sweaters, and I need to remember that someone was born to rescue me from my natural bend toward darkness.

Comfort and Joy

The holidays are generally supposed to be a time of comfort and joy, but maybe my expectations are too high. I keep trying to force holiday cheer for myself, but I end up disappointed.

Part of me wants this Christmas to be filled with decoration and celebration, but maybe I'm just trying to cover up being so sad. I really miss my dad, and as Christmas looms over my head, I just want to be with Quinn and Ashley, eating warm bowls of spaghetti and platefuls of molasses cookies, and then I want to just have a good cry and lie in bed and cuddle with my two best gals.

I hope that something better comes along

So things are fantastic, except that I'm not in the city of my dreams. I want to be back in New York, or I want to live in Hawaii now. Annnnnd, I'm trying to finish NaNoWriMo, against my own wisdom, I'll probably be pulling an all nighter to try to get it done.

Should I Give Up?

I am so behind for NaNoWriMo. Thoughts of giving up flood my brain. Don't know if I will. Maybe I'll give a good fight.

Life's a Happy Song

What a wonderful thanksgiving we had this year. It was a full table with lots of guests, and it was good for the heart. I miss my dad, but I am so thankful that he is in heaven. I am thankful for my family, my friends, and especially for the man I love.

We went to see the Muppet Movie and it was so great. It was just up our alley, and the theme of life being a happy song when there's someone by your side to sing along was just what I needed. I love that man of mine so very much.

And I don't care who knows it.

I love him so much. I love him. I love him. I LOVE HIM.

When I see him, I see the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I see the only man that I have ever loved so deeply. He is the butter on my roll, the sugar in my bowl, the fudge on top of my ice cream sundae, and I don't want anyone else.

Oh, I love him.

I got a holiday job

I got a holiday job, and I'm excited and happy about it. I'll be working downtown, where all the lights are bright, and it'll be good for me. It's been so long since I've had a job (I don't really count the restaurant as a job), and it's about time.

It's going to be for the holidays, but hopefully, they'll keep me on staff for longer than just the holidays. I'd really like that.

I miss

I miss the me who was always outside

Digging graves of cats,

Riding bikes without holding onto the handles,

Running around the woods,

Tearing down forts,

Setting fire to plastic,

Living ferociously without fear or thought.

Choice

My choice for today is to let go of resentment.

I choose to release myself from the past

and look at it as a learning experience

I choose to own up to decisions that I have made

I choose to live without regret for things I cannot change

I choose to stop comparing myself to others

I am this person.

This body is mine.

This personality, love it or hate it, belongs to me.

I have become this person by my choices

Some good, some bad,

I take responsibility for the bad choices

I can even apologize for my wrong doings.

But I choose to stop beating myself up for past failures.

I hope that today will give me

Peace and understanding

But most of all

Love.

I choose

Love

for myself.

Job Interviews

Well, I got one job interview, and I think I nailed it. While I wish I had gotten a few more interviews, it's a-okay, so long as I have a job.

In Love

I have found the man that I will spend my whole life loving. I've never been more certain.

Body Talk

My legs will never be long

... or thin.

No matter how long

I gaze longingly

at the magazine models

who are tall and thin,

I will never be

what they are.

So I have to accept the way I've been created-

shorter and rounder than the models.

This body-

short and round,

may not be the ideal advertisement,

but it is capable of doing a great many things.

So short and round is what I'm given,

that I cannot change.

I must learn to live in

this body of mine.

I must learn to love

this body of mine.

These hands that create wonderful things,

These feet that walk me to far off places,

This voice that rings loud and clear.

These eyes that envision a better future,

These arms that embrace change,

This heart that beats to the rhythm of love.

This body is a good body.

I must steward it well.

Muse

Your lovely long brown hair

curled around my fingers

while Jeff Buckley's

Lover, you should have come over

was playing, through the quiet storm

The guitar in your left hand,

you were Jimi or Kurt,

groupie-me, fawning, adoring,

and pictures from a photo booth

downtown after three kisses

and I wanted time

to figure out what it was

that you were searching for-

it was something more

than I could ever give you

U go your way. I go mine.

We go, we grow.

Separate.

Apart.

The past is where I loved you.

Presently,

A greater love has my heart.

I Love You, I Do

You're strong and you're smart

You've taken my heart

And I give you the rest of me too

You're the perfect man for me

I love you, I do

-Dream Girls

True love. I have found it. I don't know what the future may hold, but in this present moment, I know I am well loved by an incredible man. And it is good.

I should be ZzzzZZzz-ing

When you can't go to sleep and your thoughts are all jumbled together and you're worried about the future and you don't know what's got you so worried, the reasons why you're up too early before the sun has even risen, may point to the fact that you're PMS-ing, or it could be due to the fact that you had a caffeinated beverage before you went to bed four hours ago and it's only just hitting you now.

Oh, I'm so frustrated. I want to be more than I currently am. I want my children and my children's children to do more and be more, but I am currently chaos dreaming and chaos screaming. And I miss my father and I miss my mother the way she was when my father was alive. And I miss all of the pets that have been lost on the journey of life. Well, not the fish, but the furry ones: Peanut, Tigger, Bobo, Rocky, Ebony, Oreo, Prince, Buttercup, Bill, Ted... I am a little glad to be relieved of guinea pigs though. They were a little bit harder to maintain, in spite of their affectionate demeanor.

What was I saying? Oh, yeah, something about wanting more. I always dream of doing something bigger and better. I make plans, but my follow through needs a bit more work. I am a creator, but I don't know how to channel my creativity.

Oh, my, the baby's crying. Not mine, of course, since I have no children yet. I'm glad that I was already awake so that I wouldn't have to be annoyed. Not that a baby's crying annoys me... just being woken up does.

Heavens, I think I have ADHD.

have you any wool?

You start with a criticism

A judgment, a condemnation.

i try to create something beautiful

And You rip it to shreds with Your words.

Thanks.

The things that You say

make me feel repulsive.

i can always count on

You to put

me in my place.

You're high and mighty,

Righteously judging,

Holy as the Saints,

Placing

the heathens on the bottom shelf-

that's where i am.

Fat.

Ugly.

Loose.

Rejected.

i may not look a thing like

Jesus,

but dearest,

neither do you.

Prego

Sometimes when I see a pregnant belly, I think about "The Little Prince" and instead of thinking that there's a baby in utero, I imagine that some lucky lady swallowed a whole miniature elephant for lunch.

Happily Never After

I broke my heart

On a Friday night.

I could have let it slide,

But my pride

Was relentless

And you were repent-less.

The word that was spoken

maybe only jokingly

Like a little poniard

Cut me deep,

Stabbing,

Painful as a

Valentine's Day Break Up.

And I've known hurt

All too well

And I don't want to know it

Ever

Again.

Tenacity

I'll hold on to you

I'll cling to the hope

Until I see the dreams fulfilled

You gave me the thumbs up

I didn't get to tell you

How you've changed my life

But one day I will

In person

And I'll keep holding

Hope

Against

Hope

I'll keep believing

I'll hold on

Uncertainty

The life I lead

and the life I led

are in different spheres of time

I'm easing into reality

and I'm neither here

nor there

I am a mist

a shadow

a breeze

Fleeting

felt

but never held

Mine's a Fine Life

I love New York. Always have. Always will. I don't know what my future holds, but I know that New York makes me happy. I'm an extremely lucky girl. I wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life. The truth is, I have no idea. But I do have a very good life. In spite of all that's happened, I'm still here, and I'm happy to be here.

Smiling Til My Face Hurts

My boots are bright orange

And it rains in the morning

I've got the sunshine

in my soul

Your left blue shoe wet

from the puddle-glummy sidewalks

With this girl on your arm

You don't mind a bit

Sugar bears and pot roasts

Picnic with out a "k"

Smiling 'til my face hurts

On a grey September day

Roof Raising

PMS is no joke! I apologize for anything I said and did or cried about while under its influence.

Since Friday, my week has been just dandy. I won a free trip to Millburn, NJ to see NEWSIES at Paper Mill Playhouse!!!

I got two airplane tickets, two tickets to see Newsies on Saturday, two hundred dollars to spend on food and transportation, two passes to a spa, two tickets to see Newsies opening on Sunday, two tickets to the AFTER PARTY, and a two night stay at the Hilton. WHAT?!?!?!

My friends, when God blesses me, GOD BLESSES ME!

There's been a lot of hell to get through, and a lot more coming, I'm sure, but when things are good, I just have to raise my hands in the air, and thank God like I just don't care.

My Sadness on Display

Why should I conceal my feelings of sadness and hurt just to make people feel comfortable? Life is difficult and painful at times, and if I could turn off my emotions I would. Until then, my sadness will be on display. And if I am joyful, that will be on display as well.

You Ain't Got No Alibi...

Sometimes I see people that I don't really like on facebook and they look uglier than I remembered, and I get a little happy inside. This is a terrible thing to say. I am sure that someone is on facebook right now, looking at pictures of me and seeing how much weight I've gained since February and is delighting in the fact that I'm a good deal more cuddly than I once was.

Vanity isn't something to boast about, but I think that my face is a cute one. I'm chubby, but at least my face is nice. The only way some peoples' ugly mugs can be fixed is through surgery, and even then, that won't stop their children from looking appalling. I know it's very mean to make myself feel better by insulting others, but right now, I am a little bit meaner than usual.

Just give me a moment, and I will get over myself and apologize. But right now, I'm just glad that I'm not as unfortunate looking as some.

Thank God Almighty

I am so thankful. So thankful. I have a wonderful man in my life who is not just kind and thoughtful; he makes me laugh and brings me such joy. I have a family who I am able to spend time with and love even when we are so vastly different from one another. I have the most amazing friends that a person could wish for. Life is good.

Some Days

Some days I just really miss my dad. I wish I could be in heaven.

Seriously.

You know it's serious when HE changes his facebook profile picture to a picture of the two of you before you do. Well, four months in and things are still going strong. I'm starting to think that this might just stand the test of time.

Redemption

You have redeemed my soul from the pit of emptiness. I once hid from you because I was ashamed of the mistakes that I made, but You pulled me out of the mud. You cleaned me, gave me food and shelter, warmed me in the shadows of Your wings. You taught me how to walk again, and You taught me how to love. You taught me how to live again, and You loved me when I couldn't love myself. You carried me through the desert. You held me through the storms. You were there on the darkest night and You ordered the light to shine. You named the stars. You counted each hair on my head. You are the beginning. You are the end. You call me Yours. You redeemed me when all hope was lost. You have delivered me from death.

When Things Break

Accidents happen. Things are dropped. Glass shatters. Liquid splashes. Electronics break.

Let's say that I dropped a certain mustard colored purse that happened to have a glass bottle of Arizona Green Tea in it that was three fourths full, and let's just say that the bottle shattered, flooding my bag with a vengeance, as if my purse were inhabited by tiny little sodomites, and let's just say that I happened to have my camera in my purse, and the camera case is not water proof, and now the camera is sticky and broken.

Well, at least I can say that the camera was a find... (that seems to happen to me quite often, actually) so I technically didn't pay anything for it, so there's nothing for me to be upset about really.

In the grand scheme of things, there is a lot I have to be grateful for, but it's still disappointing when things break.

The Day Is Getting Closer

Honestly, I want this world to reach Armageddon or Rapture or whatever. Sometimes it feels like I'm already in the final days. I'm so tired of angry young men threatening the ones I love as well as my life with violence. Nothing can quell their anger but blood. Fine. Attack me, shoot me, destroy me. I'm too saddened to even put up a fight.

I'm ready to experience the peace that passes all understanding. I'm ready to go to a place where evil cannot exist. I'm ready to see my dad glowing with the glory from having been in the presence of God, I'm ready to see the face of the Beautiful One who rescued me from my sinking grave. Oh, Lord, into your hands, I commit my spirit. Please take me now.

Dare You To Move

So, it looks like I left a big chunk of my heart in New York City, which is awesome and frustrating. Do I feel ready to take the stage? Well, yes and no. I don't think I'll be performing in the same capacity. Honestly, I don't care if I don't end up on Broadway. I just want to do something that will impact the world for a greater good.

Carol and Jaydip's wedding was beautiful and the whole process was delightful to watch and participate. At one point, me, Brandon (the guitarist) and Liz (one of Carol's Bridesmaids, girlfriend of Brandon) went to Central Park and did some busking. We sang for about forty minutes and got four dollars. It felt great to just sing and perform again before an audience. We donated the four dollars to Shaela, another bridesmaid, who is in the process of adopting a child from Hungary. Even though four dollars isn't very much, it felt good to use my talents to help others.

I also got to see so many of my talented and artistic friends, and they just filled my heart with so much joy and laughter.

I'm ready to go back to the city.

Hi diddle lee dee!

Disney World was great. I wish I had as much energy as I did when I was a kid. I also wish I wasn't so jaded at the beginning. Once I let go of my cynical demeanor, I began to feel that childlike side of me wake up. Somewhere between the spinning tea cups with my sister and my niece and Space Mountain with my sis and brother-in-law, my inner child began to come alive. I couldn't help but miss my dad. He was all that was missing from the picture.

Coming home was bittersweet. I left the wonderful world of Disney and danced straight into the arms of a man with eyes as cool and blue as the deep blue sea. Oh, my, but do I like him. But my time home was short lived.

I am currently en route to New York City. I'm going to see all the old beloved faces and places. It might be emotional, but it'll be good for me. My boat was meant to be rocked, and I kinda like it like that.

Use It or Lose It

So I took out my tap shoes today and went down to the garage. My attempts were a pathetic cacophony. I've never been really good at tap to begin with, and if you thought I was bad then, well, there's a new level of incompetence. You'd think I'd never had a tap class a day in my life. It was pitiful. So, a new goal is to try to get my tap shoes on and practice this week, because quite frankly, these tap shoes are way too expensive for me to have if I'm not using them. Speaking of which... so were my rock climbing shoes... looks like I have a lot of work to do.

Pardon My Dust

I guess when you're down, the enemy likes to kick you in the stomach and say, "While you're already down there, you might as well receive some more blows."

As I've been doing my grief share, I've found that the phenomenon of losing friends after a death happens a lot. Friends end up getting angry with you because you aren't as attentive or because they feel like they are unappreciated by you. This isn't the case. Really, I'm just drowning sometimes, and I am a flawed person, but it's not on purpose. Maybe this is just another fire that I need to be refined in, and maybe there will be something more beautiful on the other side of this.

Pardon my dust, excuse my mess

Please don't be another judge for me to try to impress

I'm saying my prayers, and I'm trying to change

Give me some time cause I'm still finding my way

Why are you looking at me that way?

Pointing your finger, shaking your head

How about some love along the way instead?

Pardon my dust.

(Chris Rice, I love you.)

Bringing Sexy Back 2011

So, I recently heard about Sexy Back 11 and I'm up for the challenge. I am still trying to figure out a routine that will work for me, and I'd really like to get accountability. I'm going to go to the gym 45- 60 minutes per day (15-30 minutes on weights, then 15-30 minutes of cardio). I'd like to go to the gym everyday, but I need to work up to it. So this week's goal is to go to the gym two times this week. Next week, I'll up it to four times. My overall goal is to lose 20 pounds. I'm ready to start looking and feeling my best.

I can't sleep. There are so many deep questions that bother me well into the morning.

Why do people insist spelling Madeleine L'engle's name "Madeline" when her name is ON THE BOOKS?!?!? I am specifically talking about people who list her as their "favorite author."

So much for being fans... or literate, for that matter.

Looking Forward to Looking Back

The past is over, and I am constantly changing. I can't change the things that I have done, but I can let go of the old things that are weighing me down and amend my future. I am lucky to have had parents who taught me how to persevere in spite of the on-going turmoil. I remember when I used to consider myself a black sheep, a reject, and a loser, and I am so thankful that I didn't stay in that place.

Right now, I'll admit, things aren't going 100% my way, but then again, when has it ever gone my way 100%? I have just got to push through and continue to do better, try harder, and believe down to the letter.

Comparing pain

I'm angry because someone compared their pain to mine.

My emotions are running pretty high right now. I have this raging anger right now, and I don't like it, but it exists all the same.

Petty?

One of my ex-boyfriends whom we shall call "Old Greg" should come with a warning tattooed on his forehead. I recently found out that he was engaged, and it makes me sick to my stomach. I'm not jealous of the girl- I feel very sorry for this young woman who is about to commit herself to such a heinous person. Marriage to a guy like him is a punishment that I would not wish on even my worst enemy.

It was a long time ago, but I can't help remembering that all of my friends were celebratory about the break up- the fact that we all called him "Old Greg" in the early stages of the relationship should have been warning enough for me not to pursue anything with him, but like the stubborn idiot that I was, I did anyway, and it was a big mess. I know I was stupid for a while, but eventually, I got less stupid, and got rid of the guy.

I hope this girl wakes up and realizes that the man she's wasting valuable moments of her life on is a total ass hat.

Tear Stains

It's early in the morning, at least early for me, and I find myself in tears. This overwhelming sense of loss seems to wash over me.

There Goes My Heart

When you least expect it, something just snowballs, and before you know it, you're in the arms of a man with cool blue eyes, and you're fine and fancy free.

Summer Breeze

The past weekend found me in Charleston, dancing my cares and woes away. I met some fantastic people, and got to know people that I had previously met even better.

The weather was (for the most part) very nice, and it was just a real blast. For a few moments, I really did forget all of the things that were dragging my spirit down, and I was sad to say goodbye to everyone and leave.

The summer sun warmed me up, and made me feel so good inside. There's something about the whole experience that brought peace and healing to my soul.

Live Jazz

I love live Jazz. Clarinets are awesome. Trombones rock. Saxes are soulful. An upright bass is sexy. And don't get me started on the drums. Woo, woo, woo!

In other news, I seem to be doing better. I've been taking care of babies, traveling, and just figuring out what to do with this life down here.

Weddings and such

After watching the Royal Wedding early in the morning, I want one of my own. I want a man. I want a marriage. I want it bad.

Riding and Riding

Riding and riding on beautiful horses. This is Misty, and I've been learning to ride. It's been therapeutic for me.

Sitting Gets me Antsy

I never guessed that I would end up back in SC. I thought I was unstoppable and free. I had no idea that my heart had so many strings connected to my parents and sister despite the distance. It's true that this is not what I wanted; this is not where I wanted to end up, and I know that I will not get stuck in the Carolinas, but I know that this is where I have to be for now.

I've been trying to invest my time into productive things like writing, riding horses, zumba, and swing dancing. I also want to add rock climbing when I feel a little more fit.

This is a resting place and once these wings heal, you'll see me flying again.

Days of No Appetite

Proverbs 29:18: Where there is no vision, the people perish.

I wish someone could send some electricity and passion my way because I feel so apathetic. I sit at home and self-medicate with Netflix. I know I need to set goals and get on with life, but I don't know how.

I look at the mess and feel overwhelmed, and then I do nothing, and then wonder why I feel so miserable.

Proverbs 6:6: Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise! It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest.

I need to stop being a lazy bones and start being productive.

I Might Be Midget

I want to write clever song lyrics and have a cool band.

Today I saw The Addams Family with Mark Moscovitz. Surprisingly, I didn't get tears in my eyes or feel like I was missing out on being in a show. Imagine that.

Dark Thoughts

I just found the facebook page of the man who murdered my dad.

On his wall, there were comments like "Rest In Peace" and I wanted to scream.

I don't want him to rest or have peace. I want him to be weary and in turmoil for all eternity.

I know I need to forgive that man... I just don't know how to forgive him.

Grey Skies

I am in New York City again, and well... everything is different. I haven't been packing as much as I need to. I should be getting things done. Instead, I'm being lazy and sad. Except when I'm with my friends. I should be productive, but I don't even know where to begin.

The only thing that's gotten me out of the apartment today, so far is buying cat food for Sophie.

Tsunami

When tragedy strikes, how do we respond? I can only cry, and then pray, and then cry some more. Then pray again. I am thankful that my dear friends in Japan and their families are okay, but what about the others? All I know to do is pray and give the little that I have to help.

Hello. Goodbye.

My dad is dead.

My mom is being strong.

My sister

and I

do not get along.

I Want To Know What Makes You Cry

PMS. Seriously, though. I have some major moods while I'm PMS-ing. I have to be up for work in about two hours, and I am sitting in bed, fully clothed, teary-eyed, and illogical. You know what's ridiculous is when your logic is reminding you that you have nothing to be sad about, but something... a chemical/hormonal imbalance, perhaps, is making you feel cranky, irritable, and sad. The crankiness and the irritability are manageable, it's the sadness that gets out of hand.

At least for me. Where is all of this gloom and doom coming from?

Big Girl Boots

Perspective is great. I am ready to grow up now.

Dear God,

I can't do it on my own, so please forgive me for trying to be self-sufficient. I know that there are things I am responsible for, so I am stepping up to the plate and scared silly, but through your strength and power, I can do all things. Be with me and allow me to walk in Your way.

Two/To/Too... You're/Your... There/They're/Their...

Am I a snob? It really bothers me when people cannot follow simple grammatical structure! When you speak, okay, so you can't really hear a difference, but I am still tempted to correct certain individuals on their spelling.

"Two" is a number- ex. Here are two new stores.

"To" is a preposition (it proceeds nouns)- ex. I am going to the store.

"Too" is a synonym for also, or indicates excessiveness when placed before an adjective or adverb- ex. I would go too, but I am too tired.

"You're" is a contraction of the words you and are- ex. You're my best friend!

"Your" is possessive- ex. Is that your best friend?

"There" indicates location- ex. I am driving over there.

"They're" is a contraction of the words they and are- ex. They're driving too fast.

"Their" is possessive- ex. I am going to steal their car.

Writing is easy. If you are past the seventh grade, you should have learned this by now.

My Parents

I take it for granted that my parents pray God's will over my life. They pray everyday for me, and little do I realize how much I've been protected from real troublesome experiences. It's easy to compare my life with others and see what I lack, but that's just foolish of me to do.

I was on the phone with my Appa (my daddy), and I just needed some financial help, and I said that I didn't want to ask him and that I was really sorry that I couldn't handle my finances very well this month, and guess what he said?

"Who else are you going to ask? You are my daughter, are you not? If you need help, I'm going to help you. Life is hard for us, but we look up to heaven and ask our Father to help us." My mom got on the phone and said that everyday she prays for me to be successful (and also for me to find my husband, ha ha).

I forgot that I am loved though I am far away. I forgot what it feels like to be a daughter and to be a child. I forgot what family means. Sometimes I feel like an orphan, but I'm not. My parents forfeited their dreams to make mine a reality. They sacrificed so much to give my sister and me a real future. And I am completely inept. I can do nothing to ever pay them back for all the good they've done. But I know my Father in heaven will bless their sacrifices, and give back one hundred fold, and from now on, I will pray for that daily.

Mama's Little Baby Loves Short'nin'

Well, I got a new job at a bakery, thanks to one of my fellow Story Pirates. In addition to my knowledge of coffee, I shall be adding on baked goods. Starbucks has been my fall back, but I am glad to finally move on. I don't believe I will be returning to it any time soon as an employee, but I will remain loyal to the brand despite my reasons for leaving.

Out with the old, in with the new!

This Week

Monday- Get back from DC and sleep

Tuesday- Work, call the dentist, clean, walk, go to The Reeds for Life Group

Wednesday- Work, continue cleaning, walk, do some laundry, socialize

Thursday- Work, walk, see a show with Jillian

Friday- Work, deposit pay check, walk, maybe socialize

Saturday- Work, come up with a six-month plan, walk, maybe socialize

Sunday- Church, walk, maybe socialize.

Come Back, Spoon

Today was sad

All because you are not here

And you should know

How wonderful you are

You were my happy thought

You were my prayer

If I quit my calling

Hell may follow

But hell can't burn

This admiration

And Love within.

I Resolve

1. To take a picture everyday for the next 365 days
2. To have money in savings within the next five months
3. To begin paying off my AMDA student loans this year
4. To eat at least 3 servings of veggies and fruit per day
5. To walk and observe for at least 30 minutes a day

These are very realistic and do-able. How's that for resolutions?