Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Ohio, Iowa, Idaho
I have some pet peeves.........One of my pet peeves that annoys that crap out of me is when people forget where your from, especially if it is a big part of who you are. Like me for instance.......I'm from Iowa, I talk about Iowa, and I go there regularly. What I'm implying is that if you are my friend, or even if your not, if your around me, you should know I'M FROM IOWA!!!!
SOOOOOOOOO my pet peeve is when people think I'm from OHIO or IDAHO, I mean Iowa doesn't even end in an "O". Secondly Idaho and Ohio sound more alike then Iowa sounds like both of them. Thirdly, if your that forgetful to remember, don't ask me "how is Idaho, or Ohio". Ask me, "Hey what did you do for christmas?" My response, "Oh I hung out with my family." Your response "Oh sweet where does your family live?" My response, "they live in Iowa".........
Anyway, if you have a friend, that always has to remind YOU! Then stop, and listen for once, otherwise, don't bring it up!
SOOOOOOOOO my pet peeve is when people think I'm from OHIO or IDAHO, I mean Iowa doesn't even end in an "O". Secondly Idaho and Ohio sound more alike then Iowa sounds like both of them. Thirdly, if your that forgetful to remember, don't ask me "how is Idaho, or Ohio". Ask me, "Hey what did you do for christmas?" My response, "Oh I hung out with my family." Your response "Oh sweet where does your family live?" My response, "they live in Iowa".........
Anyway, if you have a friend, that always has to remind YOU! Then stop, and listen for once, otherwise, don't bring it up!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Omelettes, Dogs, and Coffee
I am sitting here at our little "island" in our kitchen, eating the most delicious Italian sausage omelet with mushrooms, jack cheese, sour cream and black bean salsa....very good :-) I also have three little dogs walking around me, staring at my every bite, panting their tongue for a little snack. I'm also enjoying my favorite coffee, made by the one and only Dutch Brothers...
This is a moment you can't beat......Thank you, thank you, thank you........to the one most high!
This is a moment you can't beat......Thank you, thank you, thank you........to the one most high!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
You IRK ME!
Have you ever met someone who from the first moment you saw them were attention whores? I have. I can admit I once was an attention whore myself. But the people I'm thinking of as I write this, are disgustingly needy. I just can't believe it. I wish I wouldn't have ever become their friends, but what kind of person would I be if I had done that? I guess all I can do is continue to love them for the way they are. I just feel bad that these people are my senior by atleast 4 years, and they still act like an enraged 12 year old girl in a princess costume....... Oh well, thats life.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Sitting Awake
Dear You,
These words I write are words I could never say to you, or even actually right to you, but if I could it would not make a difference anyway. So here it goes. You are amazing, I decided that the first moment I saw you spoke. When I first talked to you, you lit a fire inside of me, and I was curious to see what the end result would be. I can almost say that I loved you, and that sadly, I gave a piece of myself to you.
What I don't understand is, why did you leave me? Why did you kiss me with passion, and decide to run? Why did you hold my hand so everyone could see? Why did you stare at me while you were serenading a room full of strangers? Why did you inspire me so much, that I couldn't handle all of the words, phrases, and sonnets running through my mind? Why did you eat my famous chicken, and my homemade french toast? Why did you tell me you weren't going to leave for awhile? Why did you come back for me again? Why did you kiss me? Why did you get intimate with me? Why did you want to know my secrets, if you didn't really want to know my secrets? Most of all is why did I believe you?
Well I want you to know, that I will think of you, and hope to maybe be with you. But rest assured I will move on from you, and you will never know the heartache and pain you've made risen with in me. You will never know that that fire you first lit within me, turned as cold as the "Black Ice", you used to sing about. You hurt me.
But thankfully, I have something more powerful than you, me, or anything in the world, and that is Jesus. Thankfully God is here for me, and God will never leave me, and God will never forsake me. God will always know my secrets, and God will always inspire me, and God will always sing within me. God is bigger than any obstacle that you may have put in front of me. Thankfully God also is here for you, and God will continue to be for me.
These words I write are words I could never say to you, or even actually right to you, but if I could it would not make a difference anyway. So here it goes. You are amazing, I decided that the first moment I saw you spoke. When I first talked to you, you lit a fire inside of me, and I was curious to see what the end result would be. I can almost say that I loved you, and that sadly, I gave a piece of myself to you.
What I don't understand is, why did you leave me? Why did you kiss me with passion, and decide to run? Why did you hold my hand so everyone could see? Why did you stare at me while you were serenading a room full of strangers? Why did you inspire me so much, that I couldn't handle all of the words, phrases, and sonnets running through my mind? Why did you eat my famous chicken, and my homemade french toast? Why did you tell me you weren't going to leave for awhile? Why did you come back for me again? Why did you kiss me? Why did you get intimate with me? Why did you want to know my secrets, if you didn't really want to know my secrets? Most of all is why did I believe you?
Well I want you to know, that I will think of you, and hope to maybe be with you. But rest assured I will move on from you, and you will never know the heartache and pain you've made risen with in me. You will never know that that fire you first lit within me, turned as cold as the "Black Ice", you used to sing about. You hurt me.
But thankfully, I have something more powerful than you, me, or anything in the world, and that is Jesus. Thankfully God is here for me, and God will never leave me, and God will never forsake me. God will always know my secrets, and God will always inspire me, and God will always sing within me. God is bigger than any obstacle that you may have put in front of me. Thankfully God also is here for you, and God will continue to be for me.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
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