| So lately I've been thinking to myself, "You know, I really need a blog. A place where I can pontificate. Air my random thoughts for the world to take them or leave them."
So I went looking for a good blog site, and in my search I came across a reference to 'Xanga'. Hmm...that word sounds vaguely familiar to me, almost as if, in some previous phase of my life....of course!
I already have a blog.
It's been too long, old friend.
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| I can't let this tribute to some of the weirdest years of my life disappear from cyberspace!
Hi, everybody. =)
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| Bildad by Carl LandsSaid Eliphaz, Bildad, and Zophar,
"We feel for your loss, Job, but so far,
You've not made your case.
You're the deuce, God's the ace,
And it's no use to blow your own shofar." This is a gem from a fun new site Tim and I just discovered and are enjoying immensely. It's called OEDILF (The Omnificent English Dictionary In Limerick Form). Check it out. |
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| There is a four-foot long inflatable lobster adorned in Dale Earnhardt Jr. racing paraphernalia in my living room.
This is a first.
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| I hate trends. When I was in first grade I boycotted New Kids on the Block for the sole reason that I knew someday they would go out of style.
It saddens me that the glory days of xanga are over. All that's left is the occasional bored person dropping a one-liner, such as, "Oh, in case you all haven't heard, I got married, divorced, and murdered this summer. If you want the rest of the details, check out my facebook."
I just went through the first several months of my xanga life, and I have to say it's been a pleasurable hour. X-treme Ode to Punk Rock Stan, love letters to Steve Potts and Joe Willis, Tim and Erin's Adventures in Arabic, Berger Girls' Improv on Edsel the Monkey, Erin's Slightly Flexible Requirements for a Husband, quotes from immigrants and preschoolers, Underappreciated Person of the Day, Top 10 Fictional Men I've Been in Love With, The Womanhood Hall of Fame, Top 10 Reasons I Love Mac, copious references to flannel...this is the stuff my life is made of.
As it seems that lists have a way of turning into some of the most nostalgic writings, I think it appropriate to make a list to immortalize this particular juncture in my life: support-raising.
When Partnership Development has got me down, I must remember this: At least I'm not...
1. immobilized and being eaten alive from the inside out by a venomous spider
2. a prostitute to the Nazis
3. scalped
4. the guy who stands outside the Bed Store dressed as a mattress
5. being interrogated by Jack Bauer
6. a teacher ed (anymore)
7. hosting a tapeworm
8. one of those goons who listened to New Kids on the Block
9. currently on fire
10. a telemarketer...am I?
Seriously, this is how it feels sometimes. Those of you who have been through this process know what I mean. But like any other difficult life experience, this one has its rewards which more than outweigh the trials. We believe in what we're doing, and we're finding that there are other people who do too. Nevertheless, we have to keep reminding ourselves that this is a finite process. No one ever said it would be easy.
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