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!
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Every so often I disappear for a week at a time and come back with a bunch of quirky little things that have been going on in my life. So, here’s my update!
I ordered Rob a new set of knives for Christmas. They arrived just before Thanksgiving, so I figured it was the perfect opportunity to try them out. We tested them on apple, turkey, bread, finger, and thumb. They’re very sharp.
I’ve found myself being British again this week. Only this time, I’m being Irish. Why, you ask? Well, why not? It’s fun!
I have an audition at school on Monday. Nick has been talking about his auditions for a bit now and it made me think about how much fun I used to have on stage. I haven’t performed on stage in a few years, so I’m a bit nervous.
We had our first snow here on Wednesday. I’d say we had close to 4 inches, which is a good amount for this time of year. I can’t remember the last time we had snow for Thanksgiving.
I learned that someone got access to one of my DGate accounts recently. Since talking about bad things upsets me, I won’t go into the details. The good news is that it got me to backup the important files on my computer and clean out the stuff I don’t really need or want.
I had a very nice Thanksgiving day. Last year, my dad was in need of a kidney transplant, so I gave him my left kidney just two weeks before Thanksgiving. While we had a lot to be thankful for last year, we were both quite sore and not quite up to celebrating like we’re used to. This year, we ate too much, laughed too much, and played cards until well past midnight. It was a good day.
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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