So, is it his birthday or not? According to birth records, yes. According to his aunt who was there for his birth and named him Willie Hugh, no. . . the claim is that he was actually born a few minutes before midnight on April 29, 1933. If, in fact, his actual DOB is 4/29/33, how cool is that? 4 plus 29 equals 33! Happy day, Willie Nelson!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Happy Birthday, Willie!
So, is it his birthday or not? According to birth records, yes. According to his aunt who was there for his birth and named him Willie Hugh, no. . . the claim is that he was actually born a few minutes before midnight on April 29, 1933. If, in fact, his actual DOB is 4/29/33, how cool is that? 4 plus 29 equals 33! Happy day, Willie Nelson!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Still Alive
I know I haven't been here in a LONG time. . . but I'm still alive in the world.
Not much to report, really, except that being married is THE BEST THING EVER! I didn't think it would change a thing, really. . . but somehow I feel MORE secure, MORE in love, MORE beautiful than I ever have before. (Maybe that last one is because I wear makeup every day to my new job, who knows?) I love being married. That's about all that's new.
That - and my garden! Zeke and I have a HUGE garden. . . those squash plants had better start spreading before the grass starts to grow in our garden area!
More when I'm not so boring, ok?
Not much to report, really, except that being married is THE BEST THING EVER! I didn't think it would change a thing, really. . . but somehow I feel MORE secure, MORE in love, MORE beautiful than I ever have before. (Maybe that last one is because I wear makeup every day to my new job, who knows?) I love being married. That's about all that's new.
That - and my garden! Zeke and I have a HUGE garden. . . those squash plants had better start spreading before the grass starts to grow in our garden area!
More when I'm not so boring, ok?
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Sick Days
My phone just rang and woke me up from a perfectly good slumber. . . now I hear the rain on the tin roof, my neighbor's tires crushing the rocks in our shared driveway, and a donkey off in the distance braying the blues - he must not have found shelter when the rains came. . . poor donkey.
Today I have slept, checked e-mail for work, drank chocolate milk (is that ok when you're sick?) and slept some more. I wish I had turned my phone to silent. . . I'm going back to sleep now. The rain is a nice sound to put me to sleep. Of course, I sleep sitting up for now. . .
By the way, being sick sucks when you're a grown-up! There's nobody to hold your hand when you get a shot (well, my husband could have gone with me, but he stayed home and cleaned the house instead - which, in hindsight, was far more helpful than holding my hand, but whatever. . . ) There's nobody to remind you to take your medicine - you're a grown-up, you should know these things, right? I must say, though, that my husband is a pretty darn good nurse. . . he takes great care of me when I'm down. . . he even holds me when I cry for no reason other than, "I just don't feel good." (See, I guess, even as a grown-up, I'll never outrgow this one!)
Speaking of growing, you should come see our garden. 1500 square feet and about 8 plants! Seriously, though, a lot of it is squash and that takes up a ton of room!
OK, now I'm going back to bed. . .
Today I have slept, checked e-mail for work, drank chocolate milk (is that ok when you're sick?) and slept some more. I wish I had turned my phone to silent. . . I'm going back to sleep now. The rain is a nice sound to put me to sleep. Of course, I sleep sitting up for now. . .
By the way, being sick sucks when you're a grown-up! There's nobody to hold your hand when you get a shot (well, my husband could have gone with me, but he stayed home and cleaned the house instead - which, in hindsight, was far more helpful than holding my hand, but whatever. . . ) There's nobody to remind you to take your medicine - you're a grown-up, you should know these things, right? I must say, though, that my husband is a pretty darn good nurse. . . he takes great care of me when I'm down. . . he even holds me when I cry for no reason other than, "I just don't feel good." (See, I guess, even as a grown-up, I'll never outrgow this one!)
Speaking of growing, you should come see our garden. 1500 square feet and about 8 plants! Seriously, though, a lot of it is squash and that takes up a ton of room!
OK, now I'm going back to bed. . .
Sunday, March 30, 2008
I'm Indian Princess Hock-n-Snort
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| You scored as Pocahontas With the wind against your face, the sounds of the birds singing around you, you feel more alive than anything. Like Pocahontas, you feel most alive when you're in nature where you belong - man's beginnings were in nature, it just makes the most sense. As you find yourself in nature, remember that not everyone feels this way as well - try to ease them into your way of thinking, or just introducing them to your lifestyle! Everyone loves nature - just sometimes not as much as you!
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Paper Back Swap
If you know how to read (I assume you do), and you're reading this, and you haven't been to paperbackswap.com, stop everything and go check it out! I posted 43 books tonight, and I already have several to mail - and several credits! I am getting new books for the cost of mailing old ones!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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