After doing some thinking about this, I have decided that I'm going to make this journal friends only.  I really don't want to do this, but I also realize that there are people out there who do read this, and frankly, my business isn't any of their concern anymore.

So, if you want to stay or be put on my friends list, leave me a comment.

Thanks.

Your Travel Profile:

You Are Well Traveled in the Midwestern United States (50%)
You Are Well Traveled in Western Europe (43%)
You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in Southern Europe (40%)
You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in the Southern United States (31%)
You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in the Northeastern United States (29%)You Are Somewhat Well ( Read more... )

God, it's so hard to believe how fast Christmas comes and goes. The whole holiday season, in fact. I mean, it feels like yesterday that it was Thanksgiving, and now New Years is here in a couple of days. The older I get, the faster the time goes ( Read more... )

Ahhh, the life of a procrastinator. Here it is, 3:45a.m. Christmas Eve, and I'm still awake. Not because I want to be, but because I dicked around too much this week, and just wrapped Christmas presents about an hour ago. I hate wrapping presents with a passion. I would much rather put it in one of those decorative bags with some tissue paper ( Read more... )

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY ( Read more... )

I am in love. I have spent the past 3+ hours cleaning our bedroom and bathroom. The bedroom is still a disaster, because I'm trying to figure out where to put everything. Moving blows. However, my bathroom looks amazing. My friend Heather gave me this Orange Clean kit. It's amazing, amazing stuff. Our bathtub was disgusting; it didn't have ( Read more... )

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      Marriage is love.

I just wanted to post a big congrats to my brother Chris on getting enaged yesterday! I wish you and Amy a lifetime of love, happiness, lots of laughter, and lots of kids so I can be an aunt! *hugs* Love you muchly!

There is this guy in my math class, and for about the last month, he has come to class dressed like a pimp. I kid you not. He dresses in this white, terry-cloth tracksuit, a baseball cap on, slightly skewed, and this puffy jacket that makes him look like the Michelin Man. He also walks with this slight stagger, with this little smirk on his face ( Read more... )