Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I think we have come to find out that the Education system, run by Liberal Hippies that really couldn't find any other job that allowed them so much time off, the ability to do drugs, and to spout their rhetoric is alive and well. It is teaching out kids things like 'Abortion is Good,' 'Government is Bad.' We have educators that, for the most part, don't teach to the subject, they teach to their beliefs. It is really sad, and even sadder when you see highly intelligent children buying into it." --Kelli
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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Yesterday, I traded in my old mattress for a cloud. Our mattress was getting pretty old, and over the years it was gradually causing me to have more and more discomfort, and less and less rest. Last night was the first night I got to sleep in the new bed, so it was probably a bad idea to tell the boys they could sleep with me since Daddy is out of town this week. Despite being squashed between two squirmy six year olds, and despite having a small bony Italian Greyhound wedged between my knees, I slept pretty well. I didn’t get as much continual sleep as I would have liked, but that’s what happens when you sleep between two wiggly kids. I also have this annoying little cough that kept waking me up. But I woke up early and in no pain. So I really can’t complain.
I’m looking forward to sleeping on my cloud by myself for the rest of the week.
Wow. We both got new mattresses in the same week. Talk about uncanny coincidences.:)
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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