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Monday, January 16, 2006
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*rambling, rambling . . .*
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Ok I'm just going at random here so fasten your seatbelts. Traveling at random with my mind is like a roller coaster sometimes. Sometimes it's not. Sometimes it's like sitting in a parked car.
Speaking of cars, you all will be glad to know I haven't wrecked ours yet. Daddy's trying to teach me stick shift. It's not really working. I stalled out five times in twenty minutes, but seeing as how it was my first time out and nobody beeped at me, I guess I'm doing okay with it. It's different than the truck, that's for sure. That truck is one hurkin' vehicle. I feel like I have to stay almost on top of the yellow lines to keep from going in the ditch. I think I should move to England and then I'll only have to worry about one side of the car. :)
The car is parked.
I'm trying to think.
It's not happening.
The dog keeps barking at the back door. Every time she thinks she hears something, I have to get up and check it out. Then I yell at her because there's nothing out there and she goes back to bed for about five minutes until she "hears" something else. It's awful when I am here by myself. Or when she doesn't sleep in her crate at night. If she has opportunity at night, she will imagine things outside and bark at them every five minutes after we've gone to bed. And she won't go to bed until someone comes down and checks it out.
James is playing the Xbox. Mom is watching. That's always fun. Whenever I watch someone racing, I lean left and right depending on which way I think they need to turn. Or what's worse, tense myself up during the whole game because someone's tailgaiting you. It's exhausting work, watching. Mom makes it more fun. She tells you when someone's about to kill your player and you only have one life left.
Shelby's making herself lovable again.
I've been working on James' story today. Like all day. It's a long story. And he has lots of details that still have to be somehow worked into the storyline. The ending is not written yet, but when he gets it all done and I get it all fixed and he gets that all fixed, I'll put it up for y'all to read. May have to link to it, otherwise it'll take up the whole blog.
Man, it's cold today. Dad and James have been working on the addition. The roof is 3/4 done. Which is good news. Now it won't rain in there. Soon we'll have a door. Then siding. Someday, we'll even look forward to electricity.
Thursday (or is it Friday?) I have to go to the dentist or orthodontist or whatever to get my jaw looked at. Finally. However, I still haven't gotten a hold of anyone there to find out if it really is Thursday at 9:30 (or 9:00?) that my apppointment is set for. Those people never answer their phone. It's so annoying.
I went with Mom and James on Wednesday to lunch to celebrate getting my permit. We went to Manda's. She wore pigtails and hightops. She's so cool. Afterwards, we walked around in the rain looking in the different shops. I bought stickers. Snowmen stickers. They'll be cute for Christmas scrapbooking.
I haven't been doing much scrapbooking lately. I did about eight pages and made it to last July before my creativity and my white paper ran out. That's discouraging.
I finally read Cyrano de Bergerac. It was good. On the slim chance that the person who recommended it actually reads this blog, I may do a review kind of thing. I liked it. (That wasn't my review.)
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posted by cori
1/16/2006 07:49:00 PM
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