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10:56 One Sunday Night

It's 10:56 one Sunday night...Or should I say 10:57... I just read two nights ago, that people who stay up too late gain weight. Great.... I used to use my grandma Ruby and all our ancestry as an exuse... "You've got the Nelson spread" she'd say... Then I'd use my kids~ Kate I gained 50, lost 40 just to get pregnant with Riley...(can't remember stats on him....he's the middle child ~ so you know how stats get lost) then MOLLY~ I blame her all the time for EVERYTHING (I'll make it up to her later).... But now YAHOO news has educated me... It's the THRILL of the night that is to blame. Last night I went to bed early. Today, I slept through the entire service at church ( Sorry Pastor Dan) It's now 11:06~ my palms are sweaty...I should go to bed. But I JUST got the computer from Ryan, and there are blogs to read, status posts and pics to view.... 11:09~ Surely it's "early" somewhere?

Dialogue of Denial

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SO... it was bound to happen... I just was living in denial. I remember as a kid, nervously waiting for the prognosis every year.... hoping upon hope, that the inevitable wouldn't happen... and it never did, 'til yesterday. Now I know what happens to your stomach when the dentist says you have a CAVITY.  ME: "No I don't HAVE a cavity... I've never had one." *polite smile* DR.HILTON: As he poked the pokey thing into my tooth and said, "feel that, (poke/stick/stuck) THAT is a cavity." *polite smile* ME: " I have sealants...I said with conviction ( solving the poke/stick/stuck mystery for him) *polite smile* DR.HILTON:  Calmly asking his assistant, " could you go get THE LAZER?" She gives him a knowing look.... 5 minutes later it is confirmed by Dr....by the "laser"..... I have a cavity.....No denying *SIGH* So I document this momentus occasion with pics taken by molly. before.... reality setting in....  Did I

Between the Lines...

I'm a paper kind of gal... I love the feel of it, the look of it, the smell of it. I like the randomness of handwriting too. I can tell what kind of day I'm having by how it looks. All this is lost to me in a blog. Yet here I am, determined to figure out this blogging thing. So off I go to "post"... what another stark term... "post". I love words and how they roll and bounce around in your head. POST... weird word that one... I highly doubt Emily "Post" would think there much etiquette in "blogging" or typing up a Post.... very one-sided...and a bit self indulgent... oh well.... read between the lines..... hm