My Mother's Daughter

My Mother's daughter is someone we all know well

She is a child that never lies
She is a strong individual who never wavers

My Mother's daughter is an honest person

She is a strong individual

Who always does as her mother would want her

My Mother's daughter is a hard worker

She is a person who knows right from wrong

She is a person who would give anything for family

My Mother's daughter would never do something stupid

She is a person who never knowingly lets herself be venerable

She is an individual who always eats her greens

My Mother's daughter is a good girl

She is a person who has never disobeyed or done wrong

She is a smart girl that never lets her emotions get the best of her

If only I could be my Mother's daughter...

Kid Rules

1. God made dirt and dirt don’t hurt
2. Always take advantage of the ‘jinks’ opportunity if given
3. It is a truely heartbreaking to break a crayon while coloring
4. Smelly stickers are always better than regular
5. Bubbles never lose their cool
6. Snow is awesome!
7. Friendship doesn’t take weeks or months to form; it simply takes a recess
8. Secrets are meant to be shared
9. Coloring inside the lines is optional
10. Love is unconditional and without reason- You’re my friend, I care for you, duh.

If only things could be that simple for them forever.

Goodbyes

People leave home every day with plans to return.
We say goodbye and walk away as if its nothing.
When really we are leaving the cold hard past behind.
The past that made us, the past that broke us,

The past that will always be apart of us.

Life is hard, that’s a fact, and we all know that.
With each goodbye we are moving forward,
Leaving some loves behind.
As we grow we come to know,
That what we are is what we do,
And so we say goodbye.
Maybe I'll be back someday;
Maybe I'll find something new.

So I've Learned to NEVER Ask A Guy Something When A Game Is In Over Time

At work last night I was training for manager a week early because the guy who was supposed to train me broke his foot and couldn't walk more then two minutes at a time. So while he was sitting down, I was doing everything that he would normally do while he sat in his chair watching. Everything was fine at first, a little chaotic at first, but fine; then the Kentucky game came on. As I was counting the drawer, I had a question, I started to ask him when I realized that I should probably wait for a commercial. But once he saw the hesitation, he tried to focus and answer the question. After he sort of halfway, guy watching a game kinda of answered, I thought I was good and went on about counting. After about thirty minutes, recounting twice, and an overtime, he finally came over and counted the drawer again. Turns out what was wrong was that I had added something in that had already been counted, which just happened to be the exact question I asked him in the first place.

I Love Snow Days.....

So a friend and I were out in Henderson on Monday after a fairly large snow fall. The reasons that we decided to make the trip were a mixture of boredom, cabin fever, and just the chance at driving around in snow. After we get within a mile of our destination, we notice that a truck is blocking the rest of the way. As any normal person would, we figured that this meant that the rest of the road was blocked, so we decided to back up to the nearest drive way and turn around. Well as we backed up everything was fine, no ice or any bumbs; just a slow, smooth ride. When we finally got to a drive way and which we would have been able to back into, my friend who was driving, started to turn the wheel. As I watched her back up I started to think that she wasn't really turning sharp enough, then I started to tell her to turn.
Next we were suck, and I was pushing.

Snow Days

Snow days are great, everyone knows that. But I personally, am ready for the hot steam of summer to show itself. I am ready for swimming, staying out late, lighting fireworks, laughing, and just laying around complaining about the insistent heat. So why snow days make me happy during that small window of time between sitting up in bed to see the TV, and falling back into the pillow, it still can’t beat the wonders of summer. I guess it’s just another way in which we are all getting older.

Unforgivable

Is there really anything that is just unforgivable? There are always things that are just plain wrong, but how many things can you count that one could never defend no matter how much you tried? There probably aren’t many things that one can think of that are this bad. When it comes to acts of passion or desperation, one might be able to see why the acts were committed. Addiction, pain, anger, and revenge are very powerful emotions that everyone experiences throughout their life. Each of these emotions causes one to lose at least a little control over themselves and most people don’t even realize it until it is too late. I guess the thing that everyone hopes is that we exhaust ourselves of energy before we have time to follow through with any of the crazy and damaging actions that often comes from these emotions.

Personal Belief Vs. Reality

Who's really in control of what you do? Who dictates what one thinks or believes. One's feelings toward or against something is personal and intimate. But the environment of a person also dictates a lot. The environment changes so humans have to change with it, including their beliefs. So as one goes through life they are constantly in a battle of personal belief vs. reality. Reality itself can be a dark place with lots of unhappy facts that one can't change, so maybe that's why we hold beliefs so close to our heart.

Blogging

I have looked over some of my blogs for the past few months and have come to realize that the majority them consist of nothing but a list of thoughts or feelings. I think this is because I feel that if someone is given a list of information or facts in an organized way, they will be able to draw the conclusion that they feel is correct. Which I think saves the most time for everybody because I don't have to write very much, the reader doesn't have to read much, and everyone saves a lot of valuable time.

My Mom Hit My Car

My mom was taking my sister to the courthouse so that she could take the permit test. On this particular day I didn't have to go to work so I rode the bus. As mom was backing out of the drive way, she took it for granted that my car wouldn't be there and, well, you can imagine the rest. The accident really wasn't that bad, it just wasn't exactly funny either.