i'm not posting because jason called me a slacker. i'm posting of my own accord. so there.
welcome to 2005. i could do the typical blog thing where everyone lists their new years resolutions, complains about their broken last year's resolutions, & essentially blathers on about their life. not that i've ever been accused of blathering. or i've convinced myself of that, anyhow.
i think i'm still recovering from the holidays. & i think i'm still astounded at the utter devastation that exists in the aftermath of the tsunami. i read somewhere that children are being found in the ruins, told their parents no longer exist (despite no actual search is completed to verify said fact), & these children are sold on black markets.
it remind sme of the holocaust families. children were separated from their family, lost contact with their parents, assumed their families dead & were not reunited until sometime later. i can't fathom considering myself an orphan, only to be told that my parents were indeed alive. what a revelation it must be & what a feeling of utter despondency to discover that what you thought you were is no longer the case.
i used to think there was no way i was my mother's child, although i am undoubtedly my father's daughter in looks & personality. yet, i still retain the knowledge that i am like her. i find more & more that her phrases slip out of my mouth, which causes me to whip around & say, "who said that? is my mother here?!"
that reminds me of that book that i must procure for my children one day, are you my mother?. cuteness!
other recent cutenesses in my life:
welcome to 2005. i could do the typical blog thing where everyone lists their new years resolutions, complains about their broken last year's resolutions, & essentially blathers on about their life. not that i've ever been accused of blathering. or i've convinced myself of that, anyhow.
i think i'm still recovering from the holidays. & i think i'm still astounded at the utter devastation that exists in the aftermath of the tsunami. i read somewhere that children are being found in the ruins, told their parents no longer exist (despite no actual search is completed to verify said fact), & these children are sold on black markets.
it remind sme of the holocaust families. children were separated from their family, lost contact with their parents, assumed their families dead & were not reunited until sometime later. i can't fathom considering myself an orphan, only to be told that my parents were indeed alive. what a revelation it must be & what a feeling of utter despondency to discover that what you thought you were is no longer the case.
i used to think there was no way i was my mother's child, although i am undoubtedly my father's daughter in looks & personality. yet, i still retain the knowledge that i am like her. i find more & more that her phrases slip out of my mouth, which causes me to whip around & say, "who said that? is my mother here?!"
that reminds me of that book that i must procure for my children one day, are you my mother?. cuteness!
other recent cutenesses in my life:
- * the fact that my friend sarah is willing to kick my arse enough to get in the gym every day by 6:30 AM & will meet me there (or hunt me down if i'm not there). the benefits of a friend in personal training is sweet.
* completing the romans bible study with eric & moving onto 1 corinthians (all with little to no maiming involved).
* my new computer desk purchase from ikea ($29.99 for sleekness which can't be beat, not to mention enjoying swedish meatballs at the store. that's what i'm talkin' about!)
* planning a trip to vegas in march & staying at the golden nugget™.
so there. i AM alive.
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