A Young Man

My little boy-- my first born-- turned twelve yesterday. Today, I walked him into priesthood opening exercises for his first time. Kyle was a little nervous, and a little unsure, but trying to be brave nonetheless. I watched him go join the group of young men and sit right next to his leader, and I almost started to cry! Well, okay. I did cry a little bit, but I worked hard to keep it mostly in check.

It called back memories of dropping him off for the first day of Kindergarten. They grow up so fast!! Sniff, sniff.

Short Story Link

I've told a few people that I would post Ancient Chinese Secret-- my short story about fortune cookies. It's on my writing blog, and the link is over there on the left, right below the keyboard picture.

Enjoy!

I Can Breathe!!

I officially finished finals. Whew! In the past seven days, I have turned in assignments totaling 56 typed pages! I've never had a homework load this huge before, and I nearly thought it would kill me. I can't believe what a relief it is to be done with this semester! And, oddly enough, I only decided to be done moments ago.

You see, the last day of class in my crazy teacher class (as I like to call it) was last Thursday. My final for that class was this Tuesday. Wednesday I sold back all the crazy books. So, I get home from selling back all books I needed to do any assignments, and I have an email waiting from crazy teacher (yes, the one that literally brought me to tears (and not in a good way) a full month before the semester even started). She was giving us another assignment. A HARD assignment! What's up with that? Class is OVER!

So, moments ago, I decided I'm just not going to do it. It completely goes against my nature, but I figure I gotta nip this thing in the bud, you know? If I do the assignment, then come Spring, I'm going to still be getting emails from her with new assignments! If I do the assignment, I'm just encouraging the wrongness. Right?

So, for the moment, I'm going to lay my head down on my way too flat pillow, imagine it's a fluffy cloud, and revel in the lack of homework.

Until morning. Then I'll face the fact that I now I have ONE day left of my kids being in school to do all of my Christmas shopping. NEVER in my life have I been this far behind. Aargh!

What in the World?!!

Halloween was 46 days ago. So imagine my surprise when I was putting something away in the nether regions of my son's room and saw that his Halloween candy can still contained all of this!

I mean, there are SNICKERS in there! MULTIPLE Snickers! Not to mention all the other good stuff. How does something like this happen?

Have Yourself a Mild Little Winter

Want to know just how mild this winter has been? I looked out the windows in my kitchen doors, and saw a flash of color on my patio plants. I went to check it out, and this is what I found.

See it?
Look closer.

My flowers are blooming again! I think that they think it is spring. I took these pictures TODAY. December 12th! How crazy is that?

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And speaking of crazy weather, here are a couple of pictures I took of last night's hugely bright moon with the freakishly amazing clouds that sort of remind me of dried cottage cheese mud. You really should click on one to see it bigger. Those clouds really were cool!

My First Open Letter

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To The Person Who Wrote the Code to the Virus My Computer Contracted:

I'm not very in-the-know about the ins and outs of the hacking business. So, I could be wrong, but I imagine you don't get paid for creating viruses. What could this person's motivation be for spending so long creating this, I wondered. I could only come up with one thing. You must get a thrill-- a little tickle of excitement inside knowing that someone you will never meet spent a lot of time working on their computer while thinking thoughts of you. I can't say I quite understand that line of thinking, but hey. To each his own.

So, I'm really really hoping that my part in this contributed more than just a little tickle of excitement for you. I'm hoping that it caused you copious amounts of overflowing joy and happiness that will last you all month long! 'Cuz otherwise, it just wasn't worth it to me.

Have a fabulous month, and be comforted by the fact that I will be thinking thoughts of you while my sweet hubby reformats my drive.

Peggy

Well, THAT's a Sobering Thought

I was driving down the street today, when I suddenly realized...
Alecia is 6 3/4 years old.

This might be the last Christmas that I have a child
who believes in Santa Claus!

How sad is that? Sniff, sniff.