Wednesday, December 31, 2008

The Pagan Stone.

Synopsis: Nearly 21 years ago, on the seventh day of the seventh month, three young boys swore a blood oath on top of the Pagan Stone in the woods near Hawkins Hollow and unwittingly unleashed an imprisoned demon that returns to wreak increasingly deadly havoc on the town every seven years. With the evil assault beginning once more, the time has come to end the carnage. Now, the three who started it all, linked by fate to a trio of exceptional women, are determined to defeat the demon once and for all. Each couple, sharing similar mental gifts, has had a part to play in the "Sign of Seven" trilogy (see also Blood Brothers; The Hollow), but in this final installment, it's up to gambler Gage Turner and free-spirited Cybil Kinski, who have the gift of precognition, to administer the death blow, even though it means someone else must die. Blood, fire, brutal violation, and possession are tempered by strength, self-sacrifice, and love in this chilling, passionate romance.

This is the third book in the Sign of Seven trilogy & it was good. The ending wasn't near as dramatic and I had assumed it would be but that's probably because there's some action going on throughout the book. I really wish she'd write one another seven years later just to see how the town is doing! Go forth and read it. Love it! Share it!

Ciao.

P.S. I hope everyone has a fun & safe New Year's Eve. Good bye 2008, Hello 2009!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Library Challenge.

At work we're having a reading challenge and I need some help. We're reading as many Young Adult & Juvenile fiction books as we can by March 1st. I've decided to read the following:
  • The Charlie Bone Series
  • Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series
  • The Chronicle's of Narnia books
  • The adoration of Jenna Fox
  • Re-read the Twilight Series
  • Hunger Games again.
That's it so far. Does anyone have any other suggestions?

Thank you and ciao!

Monday, December 29, 2008

Time.

It seems like everyday time just gets away from me. I get wrapped into doing one thing or another and *poof* all day is gone. I'm still attempting to finish my book The Pagan Stone which it seems like it's near impossible to get to.

I woke up this morning & realized my water filter on my aquarium along with my heating tube weren't working. I didn't want to lose my other fish too so I went to work on it. After taking the pump out of the filter and cleaning it somehow I managed to fix it. I think the pump had slid out of place and it just shut off. (We'll see). I'd unplugged the heat tube & realized all that had happened was that it had twisted to the left & I just couldn't see the orange on light. Which was nice.

Today was around 60* which was amazing & scary at the same time. I can't ever remember having 60* weather in late December. We'll prolly pay for it later.

I have to work tomorrow & then Wednesday we get to go get New Year Eve's goodies. What's your plans for NYE?

Ciao!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Sunday Madness!

Oh today was madness I tell ya madness!! First I decided to make some of the jewelry that I bought supplies for the other day. I saw a cute set of angel wings & I decided to make a necklace for Tanya (my sister). Here's the finished project.

Then Amanda came over to see if I wanted to run to Target & the dollar store with her and Cadin. So off we went. Target was insane. We hit the clearance Christmas aisle that was packed. I saw a pair of Christmas socks that I wanted & when we went to check out I decided I didn't need them all that badly. The lines were ridiculously long so we left. After almost getting ran over by some moron in the parking lot we went to the dollar store. I was hunting for a pair of round nosed pliers but I couldn't find any. We then headed home. Cadin was so cute. I shared my junior mints with him & he kept asking for another. Plus he kept babbling the entire way which I just find adorable.

Once we got home I decided to fix Ghost's chain. He broke something right before I left with Amanda and I decided I'd better fix it so he could get to his dog house tonight. Well. UGH. It was extremely muddy which I didn't mind because it meant I could actually dig up around his post to fix his chain. However that meant handling him was going to be hard once I got everything fixed. Which is was. As we were walking down the drive to chain him back up he tripped me up and I fell. Well I decided I wasn't letting him go because he's to hard to catch once he's off and running. So when I landed he decided to jump on me and almost nipped me in the face. Rawr. I was mad and very muddy. I came inside and cleaned up & surveyed the damage. My left ankle was hurting when I got up & so when I fell I hurt my left knee and my other ankle. Tomorrow morning should be interesting.

I hope everyone had a good weekend. Ciao!

P.S. Plus Goldie (my bubble eyed gold fish) died. I'd had her 5 years. She went through college with me. She'll be missed.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

The Letters.


Synopsis: Sam and Hadley West are both trying in their own ways to survive after the unthinkable loss of their only son in Alaska. For Sam, a sports journalist, acceptance means an arduous trek by dogsled across the bleak and beautiful arctic wilderness to find the place where Paul died. For Hadley, it means renting a benignly haunted, salt-soaked cottage off the Maine coast where she begins to paint again.

Now, at opposite ends of the country, waiting for their divorce to be finalized, they begin to exchange letters by post, missives filled with longing and truths they’ve never before voiced, as they recall their marriage—its magic moments and its challenges—and begin to rediscover the reasons they fell in love in the first place.

As Sam risks his life to reach the remote crash site, Hadley begins an equally hazardous inner journey to a rendezvous with the mad grief of a mother’s heart. At the place where all else is lost, they will meet again….

I wasn't sure I'd like this book. I've read one other book in a letter format & I just wasn't sure if enough of the plot would come through via the letters. I was wrong. Luanne Rice has been a favorite author of mine for a long time and she didn't fail to deliver this time either.

Sam & Hadley's journey from across the globe is not only inspiring but will bring you to tears. They've lost their son & in dealing with his death have lost themselves. Sam needs to visit the site of Paul's death & Hadley runs as far from it as she can get. Both of their journey's eventually bring them together in a way you never see coming. I loved the letter format of the book. It just seemed more personal. It almost seemed like you were taking a peek into someone's mail illegally. I loved this book!

Ciao!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Things on Tuesday.

Loathe:
  • Ice
  • Falling on ice
  • Bitter wind that takes your breath away
  • Eating too much holiday food
  • Being moody during the holiday season
Love:
  • The Holiday Season
  • Seeing family
  • Getting to relax and read as much as possible
  • The snow
  • Pictures in the snow & pictures of Beethoven in his Christmas outfit
  • Family
Ciao!! I know people are leaving for vacation and what not so I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/Happy Kwanzaa whatever it is that you celebrate have a good one!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Winter Depression?

I have no clue what's wrong with me today. I've been extremely moody, short tempered & I don't want to do anything. I don't have the energy to read, write, watch tv, scrapbook, nothing. I just want to sleep. The littlest things have been getting on my nerves I don't know if it's winter depression or what. I'm assuming that it's a combo of everything. Stress is killer especially at this time of the year. I just want to be happy and celebrate Christmas. It may have something to do with my brother being gone and my sister moved out a few months ago. Normally they're around being goofy too. Anyways, lets check out some happy Christmas photos from flickr!!


christmas at the monument

Red Christmas

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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Poetry corner!

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

-e.e. cummings



Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.

Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.

Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.

Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.

To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.

Let it come, as it will, and don't
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.

-- Jane Kenyon



The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop

What's some of your favorites?

Saturday, December 20, 2008

President & Mrs. Bush's Portraits.

The portraits of the President and the First lady have been done & I'm not a art critic but Laura's is horrible. Her head looks like it belongs on another painting & it seems to small to me. The President's portrait looks amazing though. His hands are phenomenal. The other thing I noticed that there's a entire paragraph of people who made donations for his portrait and a husband/wife who made donations for hers. Now maybe the family could afford to pay for hers but I figure they skimped on hers. ;)

In other news my tooth feels better. I've not taken a pain pill for a day but eating is still a chore. I'm still eating soup and hating every bit of it.

Btw beethoven got a twitter account you should follow him ;)

Ciao!!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Christmas Jars.

Synopsis: Journalist Hope Jensen is devastated when her adoptive mother dies from ovarian cancer shortly after Christmas. Adding to her woes, her apartment is broken into and all of her emergency cash stolen. Hope then discovers that someone has left her a gift-a glass mason jar labeled "Christmas Jar," filled with money. Using her investigative skills, she learns that in recent years, several people have reported receiving these mysterious jars in times of need. Hope's search leads her to the Maxwell family and their generous Christmas tradition-and to some truths about her birth mother. In the tradition of Catherine Ryan Hyde's Pay It Forward, Wright's holiday novel could inspire others to Christmas generosity.

This book is only about 125 pages long & amazing. It will inspire you to create your own Christmas Jar. The story is a quick read & in the end you will cry. I never saw the end coming. I figured out part of it but the second part was a huge surprise.

Hope feels guilt for lying to the Maxwell's and you empathize with her because she's found a second family that she doesn't want to hurt. Jason Wright also wrote Wednesday Letters which I enjoyed. If you get a chance check him out his books are phenomenal.


Synopsis: Texas Ranger Stephanie “Steve” Reynolds is on the hunt for a serial killer who is stalking innocent women in the Lone Star State. The beautiful Ranger comes to suspect the unbelievable – that the killer is a vampire.

Steve knows all about vampiros, since she has a demon lover of her own. For the past several years, Ethan Templeton has been helping her on cases when he wasn’t sharing her bed. But Steve, craving mortal motherhood, refused to get serious about the handsome vampire. Especially after she saw him kill a man she’d just arrested…

Ethan loves Steve, but he thinks nothing can come of their passion. Even if he could convince her to share his immortal life, his vampire patron, Don Rafael Perez, would execute him for transforming her.

But when the killer menaces Steve, Ethan realizes he has no choice except to risk everything. Will Steve agree to join a man she’s called murderer—or will she refuse her one chance at eternal life, lust, and love?

This is the third book in the Texas Vampire trilogy & it was ok. I liked the first book better than the last. It slowed down in places and the plot wasn't as active as the first one. Overall it was on okay read but I wouldn't read it again.

Ciao!!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Dad's 7th surgery.

Dad had surgery again today. He was in the operating room for an hour & then in the recovery room for 50 minutes before they sent him home. There wasn't any complications & he did really well. He had a little trouble coming about of the anesthesia because he's congested from the cold he has. He's had trouble before with the anesthesia so it's always scary because you never know what's going to happen.

I got about 3 hours of sleep last night since we had to be up at 4am to be there by 5:45. Needless to say when we got home I crashed for about 3 more hours & I still feel like I got ran over my a mac truck. I have to work tomorrow so hopefully I get a good night's sleep.

Happy December everyone.

Ciao.

P.S. it snowed again today but it didn't accumulate to much.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

The Lucky One.


Synopsis:

When U.S. Marine Logan Thibault finds a photograph of a smiling young woman half-buried in the dirt during his third tour of duty in Iraq, his first instinct is to toss it aside. Instead, he brings it back to the base for someone to claim, but when no one does, he finds himself always carrying the photo in his pocket. Soon Thibault experiences a sudden streak of luck—winning poker games and even surviving deadly combat that kills two of his closest buddies. Only his best friend, Victor, seems to have an explanation for his good fortune: the photograph—his lucky charm.

Back home in Colorado, Thibault can’t seem to get the photo—and the woman in it—out of his mind. Believing that she somehow holds the key to his destiny, he sets out on a journey across the country to find her, never expecting the strong but vulnerable woman he encounters in Hampton, North Carolina—Elizabeth, a divorced mother with a young son—to be the girl he’s been waiting his whole life to meet.

Caught off guard by the attraction he feels, Thibault keeps the story of the photo, and his luck, a secret. As he and Elizabeth embark upon a passionate and all-consuming love affair, the secret he is keeping will soon threaten to tear them apart—destroying not only their love, but also their lives.


Nicholas Sparks hasn't failed me yet. His stories have a way of pulling you in and not letting go until the last page of the book. This is the first book of his that I've read that had a "bad" character. Deputy Keith Clayton is the anti-hero and throughout most of the book you'll despise him. The two main characters Logan & Beth have a lot of chemistry from the word go. They both have their flaws but you'll enjoy them throughout the book. The ending wasn't a tear jerker like I've come to expect from his books however it was a great ending to a wonderful book. It's a fast read because once you start you cannot stop!


Ciao!!

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Snail mail & Birthday cards.

What is it about getting anything in the regular mail that makes my heart go pitter patter?! I'm guilty of not wanting to make or buy a card so I send a virtual one. Granted those are definitely good things to do (it's the thought right?) but I LOVE getting letters & cards in the mail. I have every single birthday card I've ever received to this day. I need to do something creative with them like scrapbook them or something.

Sorry I digress. Today I received a Birthday card from Sherry. Sherry's not technically family but I love her like a Grandma. She lives in California and we met about 2 or 3 years ago through Yahoo Spades. When we subscribed to AT&T internet we received a free year of the Yahoo Game pass. Sherry's an amazingly sweet woman who remembers everything. She even sends a box of miniature cakes to us at Christmas time. This is the first time I've received a birthday card in the mail from her and I love it a lot. (It's going in my tin with my other cards) So with no further ado I show you Sherry's card!!





You can't see it in the pictures but the mice & cake are all glittery. It's really quite adorable. Thank you Sherry!!!

My mom also got me a card & here it is below!!





Cards=Love.

I'll share the others I get. Dad always makes me one & they're sooo cute :)

Ciao!!

I feel like screaming.

Have you ever wanted to just throw a hissy fit because of everything going on? The last few days haven't been overly stressful but they've been just stressful enough. I've felt like walking out to the middle of no where and screaming my head off just to release some stress. Have you ever felt that way?

Thursday I got snippy with a woman at work because I'm beyond tired of her incessant nagging and complaining about my hours. STOP LOOKING AT MY HOURS AND WORRY ABOUT YOUR OWN. I've quickly grown tired of the politics at work. I volunteered to be on the Christmas Party committee and I may have stepped into a nest of snakes. Ugh. Had I known what I know now I wouldn't have volunteered but as normal I was being my "helpful" self. If anyone and I mean anyone complains I'm probably going to unload on someone. They all want to sit back and do nothing but will judge every little detail down to the tablecloths. OY!

On the flip side Sunday's my birthday. It should be a phenomenal day of doing nothing, watching football & hanging out with my family. My sister and I are (hopefully) going to get together Monday before I work and hang for a bit. Who knows.

I leave you with this quote,

"We cannot control the evil tongues of others; but a good life enables us to disregard them." -Cato the Elder

Ciao <3

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

If I were...

1.) If I were a fruit I'd be kiwi
2.) If I were a color I'd be pink
3.) If I were an animal I'd be a giraffe
4.) If I were a domestic appliance I'd be toaster oven
5.) If I were a clothing item I'd be jeans
6.) If I were an object I'd be a book
7.) If I were a car I'd be 1965 VW Beetle
8.) If I were a tree I'd be a weeping willow
9.) If I were a drink I'd be mint tea
10.) If I were an ice cream flavor I'd be rocky road
11.) If I were a person I'd be me
12.) If I were a form of public transport I'd be a train
13.) If I were a song I'd be Daddy's Girl by Red Sovine
14.) If I were a movie I'd be Pride & Prejudice
15a.) If I were a season I'd be Fall
15b.) If I were a flower I'd be a White Rose
16.) If I were a job I'd be A teacher
17.) If I were a cartoon I'd be Garfield
18.) If I were a gift I'd be a pair of headphones
19.) If I were a memory I'd be happy family memories
20.) If I were a city I'd be Dublin
21.) If I were a sense I'd be Sight
22.) If I were a candy I'd be Snickers
23.) If I were a time of the day I'd be 7PM
24.) If I were an invention I'd be the phone
25.) If I were a body-part I'd be an ear
26.) If I were a country I'd be Ireland
27.) If I were a flavor I'd be raspberry
28.) If I were a sport I'd be football
29.) If I were a smell I'd be fresh cut grass
30.) If I were a subject I'd be Geometry
31.) If I were a building I'd be a home
32.) If I were a month I'd be December
33.) If I were a perfume I'd be Lucky
34.) If I were a shape I'd be Star
35.) If I were a word I'd be Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

36.) If I were a Number I'd be number 4

Work today.

Was very interesting. I know that being surrounded my mostly women at work can be insane at times. People PMS and that plays a huge part in tension. However women gossip a lot. Now yes I'm a woman but I'm an insightful one. I'm not innocent of this crime however I'm not a huge gossiper. I keep to myself & do my job. Unfortunately other women at work don't. I don't mind talking about stuff going on at work however I do not want to talk about other people. Especially when I like the other person being talked about. It's awkward as all get out. I just don't say anything and go on with whatever I was doing. I just wish that people would get the hint.

Ciao!

Sunday, November 16, 2008

100 things about me.

1. I was born in Iowa, some say we’re Idiots Out Walking Around.

2. I’ve lived in 2 states, Nebraska & Missouri and in 3 cities Rock Port, Omaha and E-town.

3. I was napping one time when I was 3 & my brother stuck a key up my nose.

4. I have an older brother and a younger sister.

5. I have a step sister I never talk to.

6. I’ve never talked to my father’s mom.

7. My dad made me quit girls scouts in first grade b/c the troop leader cheated on the cookie sales b/c she wanted her daughter to win.

8. The first time I saw my dad cry was when I placed in the top ten percentile on the MMAP tests in 1st grade. I’ll never forget that day.

9. I threw up in class when I was 7 & that was the most embarrassing day of my life.

10. I’m a tomboy through & through. God made dirt and dirt don’t hurt.

11. One of my most precious memories of my Grandpa was when we spent two weeks at their house & we were out in the garden. He pulled a radish out of the ground, whipped his pocket knife out, cut the ends of it off and handed it to me. You should’ve seen his face when I actually ate it

12. I miss him every day, he died in 2001 of cancer.

13. The same year my other Grandfather died of a heart attack.

14. 2001 was the year I graduated HS, it was the worst year of my life.

15. I have weak ankles, I tore every tendon & ligament around my ankle in 1995 & in the summer of 2008. Now if I barely tweak it, it’ll swell & hurt for days.

16. I love to read. ALOT.

17. I went on my first road trip this year, with my dad.

18. In the 8th grade I won a trip to Washington D.C. & New York.

19. Then when I got back I left with my neighbors to go to the East Coast.

20. I never missed my parents so much.

21. I’ve never been over seas.

22. I really want to visit Easter Island though.

23. 4 is my favorite number, 23 is my second fave number.

24. I love the smell of fresh cut grass.

25. I hated the color pink until I was 18 then I had an epiphany.

26. I’ve wanted to be a teacher since I was in the 5th grade.

27. I fulfilled that dream in May of 2006.

28. It was also the same year my sister graduated HS.

29. I was the first college graduate in my immediate family, second in my entire family.

30. Christmas is my favorite time of the year.

31. I loved getting “mean and green” with my dad when I was little. My brother and I would wrestle with my dad for hours.

32. My brother is responsible for the two times I’ve split my head open.

33. I often meditate.

34. I was blond when I was born, but it slowly turned to auburn.

35. I broke my thumb by slamming it into the corner of an old floor stereo when I was sixish.

36. I’m the klutziest person you’ll ever meet.

37. I once ran into the support post of a garage and blacked my eyes in the process.

38. My favorite author is Jane Austen.

39. I dislike Stephen King books immensely!

40. I’m naive in some ways, I always think people are good and it takes a lot for me to see someone in a bad way.

41. I’m hopelessly optimistic

42. I tend to befriend people who care only about themselves. I cut a lot of them out of my life this year.

43. I once ate dry dog food on a dare from my brother.

44. My worst injury was when I decided to show the boys in my neighborhood that girls could do anything that boys could do and I jumped a bike off a ramp. Long story short I super-maned through the air and I had road rash on my arms and legs. By the way I was supposed to be grounded when I did it.

45. I got bifocals when I was 23.

46. I love old westerns, especially ones with John Wayne in them.

47. I could listen to Hank Williams Sr. all day every day.

48. I love country music.

49. In elementary school I got made fun of for not wearing a long enough shirt to cover my booty, til this day I make sure it’s covered.

50. I was never very popular in school.

51. I always had friends, but I was different.

52. Maturing fast makes it hard to fit in.

53. I was always deemed “The trouble makers sister” in school.

54. My brother was ornery obviously.

55. At the beginning of every school year I went through the same routine. The teachers realizing my last name, thinking I was a trouble maker, ignoring me. Then realizing I wasn’t my brother.

56. My sister’s 5 years younger than I am, the complete opposite of me and I love her to pieces.

57. I once took a bite out of a gingerbread ornament that was actually wax.

58. In HS I was a library aid during seminar because my seminar teacher wasn’t nice.

59. I once got in a fight. With a boy. In the library. He started it.

60. I also had a teacher grab my arm in English lit class, she left bruises. My parents left an impression on her after finding out.

61. I love the sound of rain, it’s the most peaceful thing you can listen to.

62. I once gave myself 3rd degree burns by fishing with my dad on a “Red” ozone alert day. It was one of the best days of my life and I’d do it again in a heart beat.

63. Red hair + freckles=use sun screen as much as possible. I tend to forget it as much as possible.

64. I’m 5′3″ I’ve always been short, so is my mom.

65. The first car I owned was a 1983 Chrysler E-class. The muffler fell off repeatedly but I loved it!
66. It once caught on fire. Leaves got into the heater and started spitting fiery pieces at us.

67. It also talked to you, “Your door is a jar” “You need to visit the convenience store soon” etc.

68. My dad & I both got a new car @ the age of 23.

69. When I was littler my brother and I would slide through mud puddles after it rained & then afterwards dad would hose us down.

70. My brother, sister & I all got the chicken pox 2 weeks apart. We were all miserable together

71. I mined for gems at Pike’s Peak and loved it. I’d like to sky dive one day.

72. I love pets. My first dogs name was Axle, he died last year.

73. It took me forever to talk my dad into letting me get a cat, I’ve had one off and on since then.

74. I now have a Lhasa Apso/Poodle mix named Beethoven, who goes with us everywhere.

75. I’ve always kept a diary, writing soothes my soul.

76. I’m part Osage Indian & Irish.

77. I want a tattoo of a dream catcher feather, with my Grandpa’s initials in it. To celebrate who they were & to remember them.

78. It’ll probably never happen tho, I’m chicken!

79. My food on my plate cannot touch each other.

80. I love my moms homemade noodles @ Thanksgiving.

81. My Grandpa Porter used to come to our house for Christmas & on his birthday (the 23rd) mom would make him oysters. I use to hate the smell, after he died in ‘01 I now sometimes smell oysters baking on his birthday.

82. I was in the National Honor Society in HS, that was the 2nd time I’d seen my dad cry.

83. Buck O’Neil was the guest speaker at my College graduation & you couldn’t have asked for a better person to speak.

84. Twister is one of my favorite movies and one day I watched it over and over all day.

85. I once got poison ivy/oak so bad that it got into my eyes and they swelled shut.

86. I got it for the next three summers in a row.

87. I had a puppy that instead of going down the stairs on the deck that it walked off of the top stair and hit the ground. Twice in a row.

88. I threw myself into school work to cope with all the trouble my brother was causing.

89. I’ve always been blunt, some people take it as me being nasty.

90. I’m OCD about my room, everything has a place & it’s in its place.

91. I can’t seem to keep up with bills. They get forgotten in the frenzy of my daily life.

92. I have two middles names, as does my brother and sister. Also all of our first names begins with the letter T.

93. My dad is my hero.

94. When my Grandpa died, my Uncle Charlie was rude to me. I’ve never looked at him the same since then. I’ll probably never get over that.

95. What’s crazy about that is that I’m not one to hold grudges at all.

96. I was so focused on not tripping and falling on stage @ both of my graduations that I completely forgot to flip my tassel to the other side.

97. I’ve stayed friends with a few people long after I should’ve, I was so concerned about not hurting them that I didn’t consider what the relationship was doing to myself.

98. I have no patience w/people who act immature and stupid. It annoys me beyond belief.

99. I have high standards for myself & therefore for the people around me.

100. I cannot stand lying & I don’t expect myself nor anyone around me to do so.