Time to turn in my portfolio of poems to my poetry teacher giving me good blogging material all week long!
The first poem meant for your delight is one I wrote when we were assigned a "brag poem". We were told to brag about ourselves so I said give me something I don't do on a regular basis and sat down and wrote this (in literally less than five minutes cause I wanted to hang out with my husband but he told me I couldn't till all my homework was done...haha)
Elizabeth
Beauty
Got it
Singing
Can do it
Socializing
No problem
Writing
Love it
Fashion
Comes natural
Reading
Let me at it
Joking
I’m not,
But I can.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
spring break 2009 wohoo!
No theme post today, just good clean thoughts (not that I'm swaying from my average dirty ones).
It being spring break and all I decided to take advantage of my porch. In wondering where to do my homework (don't worry I had the crazy spring break fun this past weekend ;) I thought to myself, "I wish there were some place I could go and sit outside and not have to buy anything like a drink" then I turned three inches and looked outside at my table and chairs...duh.
(the greatest advantage being bathroom breaks without awkwardly carrying my laptop into the stall with me "oh uh..the internet so much clearer in here!")
I did something to purposefully tempt myself..I started thumbing through a book I got about writing for children and almost decided to read the whole thing here and now, but took the responsible route and put it down (don't judge me and my geeky transgressions). Segue in 5..4..3..2..It did get me to thinking about how great it is that we are built with something that stirs us.
What a boring world it would be if everyone was moved by the same thing, or by nothing at all. And even if our passions are yet to be discovered it's great just knowing that there is something there, we just have to find it.
Being on stage and being a part of a formation of words/sentences are two things I couldn't live without and I love that.
I cannot put into words how ready I am to be out of school. No wait, I can. It's as if I'm at a race and standing behind the starting line in position ready to burst forward while still having to do warm up exercises (haha I have no idea what that actually feels like, but in my mind the two are one and the same).
Only seven more weeks.
Praise God.
I'm not going to lie, I'm more excited about graduation day then I was about my wedding day but only because graduation day I show up in a gown looking like everyone else-a thousand times less stressful and nothing to do with my love for marriage or my wedding day :)
Hey! Check out the twitter gadget I just added to the page, under the ads titled "legal stalking"
and
Hey! Thanks for reading.
It being spring break and all I decided to take advantage of my porch. In wondering where to do my homework (don't worry I had the crazy spring break fun this past weekend ;) I thought to myself, "I wish there were some place I could go and sit outside and not have to buy anything like a drink" then I turned three inches and looked outside at my table and chairs...duh.
(the greatest advantage being bathroom breaks without awkwardly carrying my laptop into the stall with me "oh uh..the internet so much clearer in here!")
I did something to purposefully tempt myself..I started thumbing through a book I got about writing for children and almost decided to read the whole thing here and now, but took the responsible route and put it down (don't judge me and my geeky transgressions). Segue in 5..4..3..2..It did get me to thinking about how great it is that we are built with something that stirs us.
What a boring world it would be if everyone was moved by the same thing, or by nothing at all. And even if our passions are yet to be discovered it's great just knowing that there is something there, we just have to find it.
Being on stage and being a part of a formation of words/sentences are two things I couldn't live without and I love that.
I cannot put into words how ready I am to be out of school. No wait, I can. It's as if I'm at a race and standing behind the starting line in position ready to burst forward while still having to do warm up exercises (haha I have no idea what that actually feels like, but in my mind the two are one and the same).
Only seven more weeks.
Praise God.
I'm not going to lie, I'm more excited about graduation day then I was about my wedding day but only because graduation day I show up in a gown looking like everyone else-a thousand times less stressful and nothing to do with my love for marriage or my wedding day :)
Hey! Check out the twitter gadget I just added to the page, under the ads titled "legal stalking"
and
Hey! Thanks for reading.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
AAM
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD)
People are pulling this label out like it's on clearance.
Our waiter let us know the other night that we can be assured that our drinks are correct since he's...lets all say it together...OCD.
Where was this "disorder" ten years ago? Chillin' with sun-dried tomatoes in the "fad waiting to happen" room? (oh gosh that's terrible, but I'm keepin it!)
I understand that "SOCIETY" needs labels like that to fall back on (ie-ADD/ADH) but I have a notion that there wouldn't be as many cases of it if there were no label for it.
So some people have the need to have everything in order, that's doesn't call for a "disorder" I like for things to be all about me (AAM) so does that mean I should be treated?
If by treated you mean showers of praise and accolades then a resounding YES!
But that's not necessary. All I'm saying is the "disorder band wagon" is getting pretty full of people who are using labels as more of a crutch then a scientific break through.
So you like to do things in excellence, that's not OCD it's G-O-O-D.
So you can't pay attention for long periods of time...who really can? The human brain is a playground of random thoughts, you just have to learn to discipline your mind.
I'm sure there are a few cases here and there of people with real mental problems in these arena's but I'd be willing to bet my baby blanket that over 60% of people who claim it, are just fine.
People are pulling this label out like it's on clearance.
Our waiter let us know the other night that we can be assured that our drinks are correct since he's...lets all say it together...OCD.
Where was this "disorder" ten years ago? Chillin' with sun-dried tomatoes in the "fad waiting to happen" room? (oh gosh that's terrible, but I'm keepin it!)
I understand that "SOCIETY" needs labels like that to fall back on (ie-ADD/ADH) but I have a notion that there wouldn't be as many cases of it if there were no label for it.
So some people have the need to have everything in order, that's doesn't call for a "disorder" I like for things to be all about me (AAM) so does that mean I should be treated?
If by treated you mean showers of praise and accolades then a resounding YES!
But that's not necessary. All I'm saying is the "disorder band wagon" is getting pretty full of people who are using labels as more of a crutch then a scientific break through.
So you like to do things in excellence, that's not OCD it's G-O-O-D.
So you can't pay attention for long periods of time...who really can? The human brain is a playground of random thoughts, you just have to learn to discipline your mind.
I'm sure there are a few cases here and there of people with real mental problems in these arena's but I'd be willing to bet my baby blanket that over 60% of people who claim it, are just fine.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
It's a Google Earth-We All Just Click On It
haha oh the wit of me.
Yes so if you're wondering what google latitude is all about, don't.
Not unless you want everyone in your email address book to think, "hey, wait a minute...why does SHE need to know where I am?!"
Yes many an email has now been sent explaining away the accidental stalker-like qualities I've inflicted on myself after playing around with a new gadget. (unless I know you know me and that I don't spend my weekend outside your bedroom window)
"What had happened was"...
Oo! google latitude, I wonder what this is all about--click click hmm that's interesting. Oo pretty butterrfly....
Two days later
"so and so has accepted your request to know their location" What?!
Today
"Professor, please excuse the email you've received where I've requested to know your whereabouts every time you sign on your email. I assure you I'm not as freaky as google makes me out to be."
Lesson learned.
Now if google only had a gadget to explain away stalker qualities I'd be set.
Yes so if you're wondering what google latitude is all about, don't.
Not unless you want everyone in your email address book to think, "hey, wait a minute...why does SHE need to know where I am?!"
Yes many an email has now been sent explaining away the accidental stalker-like qualities I've inflicted on myself after playing around with a new gadget. (unless I know you know me and that I don't spend my weekend outside your bedroom window)
"What had happened was"...
Oo! google latitude, I wonder what this is all about--click click hmm that's interesting. Oo pretty butterrfly....
Two days later
"so and so has accepted your request to know their location" What?!
Today
"Professor, please excuse the email you've received where I've requested to know your whereabouts every time you sign on your email. I assure you I'm not as freaky as google makes me out to be."
Lesson learned.
Now if google only had a gadget to explain away stalker qualities I'd be set.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
The Value of Funny
Count me an expert in dealing with stupid people.
And by stupid people I mean people acting in ways that piss me off.
I have weathered, final exam style, test after test after test of people making me very angry from every front (making it a cumulative exam-testing on more than one area) but thanks to God, my husband, and funny I feel as if I'm pulling through with a B.
Example-my statistics class consists of a bundle of idiots. In the past I have failed to keep my cool by responding with angry stares at people who ask questions the teacher has already repeated the answer to, or blatant smirks at the boy next to me who gets something wrong after belittling minor mistakes the professor has made.
Today I purposed to not let any of it get to me, but it did.
I found myself imagining how I could totally trip one kid when he left class
Or how I would word what I thought of another guys complete and total incompetence at living as we passed each other in the hall but
Then my thoughts took a funny turn-
I thought about bringing a be-be gun to class, (the one we have that's small but irritating when shot with) and I imagined popping these people with it every time they did something dumb
and it made me laugh-audibly
It totally diffused my frustration and made me laugh.
And while that's not a feasible solution (right?), it pointed out that my thinking was a little absurd.
There's nothing we can do about other people, but there is something we can do about our reactions to those people no matter how stupid they act.
So laughing was exactly what I needed to do.
Dumb butt next to me didn't know what to think, which is a beautiful fringe benefit.
Never underestimate the value of funny!
And by stupid people I mean people acting in ways that piss me off.
I have weathered, final exam style, test after test after test of people making me very angry from every front (making it a cumulative exam-testing on more than one area) but thanks to God, my husband, and funny I feel as if I'm pulling through with a B.
Example-my statistics class consists of a bundle of idiots. In the past I have failed to keep my cool by responding with angry stares at people who ask questions the teacher has already repeated the answer to, or blatant smirks at the boy next to me who gets something wrong after belittling minor mistakes the professor has made.
Today I purposed to not let any of it get to me, but it did.
I found myself imagining how I could totally trip one kid when he left class
Or how I would word what I thought of another guys complete and total incompetence at living as we passed each other in the hall but
Then my thoughts took a funny turn-
I thought about bringing a be-be gun to class, (the one we have that's small but irritating when shot with) and I imagined popping these people with it every time they did something dumb
and it made me laugh-audibly
It totally diffused my frustration and made me laugh.
And while that's not a feasible solution (right?), it pointed out that my thinking was a little absurd.
There's nothing we can do about other people, but there is something we can do about our reactions to those people no matter how stupid they act.
So laughing was exactly what I needed to do.
Dumb butt next to me didn't know what to think, which is a beautiful fringe benefit.
Never underestimate the value of funny!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Make dinner, clean, do wash, write inspired pieces of poetry.
Every night (just about) I get to crank out a poem for my poetry class.
And while I am grateful for the tremendous effect they are having on my writing in general, I do grow weary of pumping out greatness
Every
Single
Night.
But hey, the semester is officially half way over.
Praise. God.
And while I am grateful for the tremendous effect they are having on my writing in general, I do grow weary of pumping out greatness
Every
Single
Night.
But hey, the semester is officially half way over.
Praise. God.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Left overs.
I've taken to jotting down notes in my phone every time I think of something to blog about. Looking back at the list I don't see how I could get a full blog out of each one so I'll share a sentence or two of my thoughts...
1. "Local Support."- this I do remember came to me on a day I had just visited a local book store, which I'm almost positive was preceeded with a little "you've got mail-age". But my thinking was this-we should work to support the local people who've established businesses around town. Not to say we should be uber-fanatical about it with death to corporate t-shirts or anything just consider them in your errands.
2. "Peace on earth"-It was back at Christmas time when you hear that phrase a lot and I remember thinking, "everyone wants peace on earth so bad, yet they try and throw out the one thing that brings a peace beyond human understanding-God" -One of my MANY profounds thoughts of the day.
3. "Purses on your shirt"- this came about from a womans jacket that was decorated with tiny purses and when I see clothing with any kind of object scattered throughout in pastel colors I just have to wonder, what that person was thinking when they bought it?..."tiny lipsticks and pocket books floating in outerspace is so appealing-I want it all over my jacket!"
4. "Texting has refined my editing skills"-while this is the least exciting/random of the three if you stop and think about it having to regularly confine what you are saying to 160 characters or less has to be working on our editing skills, it just has to be.
1. "Local Support."- this I do remember came to me on a day I had just visited a local book store, which I'm almost positive was preceeded with a little "you've got mail-age". But my thinking was this-we should work to support the local people who've established businesses around town. Not to say we should be uber-fanatical about it with death to corporate t-shirts or anything just consider them in your errands.
2. "Peace on earth"-It was back at Christmas time when you hear that phrase a lot and I remember thinking, "everyone wants peace on earth so bad, yet they try and throw out the one thing that brings a peace beyond human understanding-God" -One of my MANY profounds thoughts of the day.
3. "Purses on your shirt"- this came about from a womans jacket that was decorated with tiny purses and when I see clothing with any kind of object scattered throughout in pastel colors I just have to wonder, what that person was thinking when they bought it?..."tiny lipsticks and pocket books floating in outerspace is so appealing-I want it all over my jacket!"
4. "Texting has refined my editing skills"-while this is the least exciting/random of the three if you stop and think about it having to regularly confine what you are saying to 160 characters or less has to be working on our editing skills, it just has to be.
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