eyes

I have been having these wandering daydreams as of late. And I have been relishing the thoughts... and I thought I would write them down.

I have come to the decision that if I have not found "Mr. Right" by the time I am 40, I will look into adopting a baby. I just don't think I can go through this life and not be a Mommy. As I have come to the resolution, I have had a few day dreams. About having a little girl come home from school and hop off the bus, and come running. I ask how her day was, and we go in the house for a snack. Here is the beautiful part, every time I find myself having this "day dream" the little girl has Asian eyes.

I have found such joy in thinking of this future. It has gotten me out of the "funk" that I have been in for the past few weeks. And whether or not this is my future reality or just my day dream, I look forward to it.

not an equal opportunity chewer

I have another confession-- I am a gum bigot. It is a hard reality, but a true one.

It all started when they came out with fruity gum. And made them different colors. It just isn't normal. If i wanted to chew on something that tastes like fruit I would get a fruit roll up. Gum should be white and taste like mint. Not neon green and taste like key lime pie. I even think spearmint is pushing it. Gum is meant to freshen your breath, not take the place of Marie Calendar's pie or Strawberry Shortcake. Do the right thing- chew mint gum.

small world

Today at work, I had an amazing phone call.

I often get phone calls from hospitals confirming coverage for a patient. As I answered the call, the voice on the other side of the phone stated she was a nurse from Community Hospital in Munster, IN. That clicked with me, I am very familiar with that hospital because my mother spent a lot of time there while she was sick at the end of her life. As the phone call went on, I asked the nurse for her name to document the call, and she said, "Jodi". I was speaking to Nurse Jodi. She cared for my mother almost 10 years ago in that very hospital.

Life can come at you sideways and remind you of how small this world really is.

be a friend

I think one of my favorite things is that "newness" of making a friend. The conversations you have when you find out what you have in common. The using your "one liners" and having someone never having heard them before.

I love how things start. My friend Lisa made a comment on my watch 8 years ago. And we still are laughing and enjoying the friendship that came from that comment.

My friend Mel asked me to sit by her on my first Sunday in Indiana. We have been friends for 15 years. And another Lisa, well I introduced her to Country Music. It's amazing. Again, 15 years later.

Now I am enjoying a new group of friends at work. Introducing Steph to Midnight Sun has been a blast.

what I used to think... and what I think now

When I was young(er), I remember hearing people say how they couldn't wait to get home to curl up in bed and relax after a long day. Bed?....Relax?.... Home?? I didn't get it....

Now I get it. Oh my goodness, do I get it now! I have spent a lot of time and energy creating a big fluffy bed with tons of pillows and down pillows, and a feather bed (seems to be a lot of geese walking around without feathers due to my fluffy bed!) I spend as much time there as I possibly can.

Home. Bed. Relax. awesome.

funny. very funny.

Ever wonder why the people in charge of
staging the catolog pictures put such random things in the picture?

I would like to introduce you to my new favorite website. It is my go-to when I have sometime on my hands at work or even at home or... waiting for an oil change. leave a post, let me know what you think!

http://catalogliving.net/ funny. very funny.

i may be rushing things, but deck the halls!

A tradition in my house growing up, was to put up our Christmas decor on my youngest brother's birthday. Blake was born December 4th. This year, I couldn't wait. I was in the mood for the holiday spirit. I think it might have something to do with having my own place. So, up went the tree Thanksgiving night. Blake said we couldn't listen to Christmas music until after 6. (don't ask me why....) so at 6:01.. out came the Christmas CD's and up went the tree. Love it!

One of my very favorite Christmas songs of all time is O Holy Night. It is absolutely beautiful. I learned tonight, that it is originally french. If you have not heard it in french, you absolutely must! Click here. Enjoy.