I realize just how much my journal sucketh these days, and I miss it like crazy. Its just...well, its just everything. I'm getting there though, swimming, treading water, whatever it is. Slow and steady.
I was going to try and keep these purges to a minimum, and stick to the one-subject kinda entries, but when has that ever worked for me??
Never. So the randomosity continues...
A list of excuses for not journaling/being a better friend/exercising as much/sleeping as much/reducing my stress level:
CFMA Board Member
CFMA Community Service Committee
CFMA Salary Survey Committee
CFMA Banquet Committee
CFMA Chapter Awards Committee
NUCA Marketing/Membership Committee
Assistant Girl Scout Troop Leader
Full time controller for a busy construction firm
Half time student
Mom of two beautiful wonderful intelligent happy talented daughters
Now, please join me in saying "Kris will not take on any more crapola or volunteer her time for anything else until her plate empties a bit".
I am working on the word "No". I've danced around it, worked around it, tried to be nice about it. I'm spent.
Thank you. Thankyewverymuch.
Random question: Does anyone else think Bush's nominee for the Supreme Court is a sacrificial lamb for Gonzales? I mean, now he can say..."Well, I nominated a woman, but y'all wouldn't vote her in." Again, Harriett who?
Like Leno says, "Now hiring for Supreme Court Justice - No Experience Necessary"
I had to purchase new winter clothes because my others are all too big. Do y'all realize what an awesome feeling that is? Having to buy clothes because you're swimming in the ones you have?
I'm digging it.
At one time, one of my dearest closest friends was an absolutely wonderful woman I went to college with in the early years (12 years ago). Over time we lost touch - she got married, I got married, she graduated...
This weekend at Saggio's, I'm sitting in a booth facing south, and she's sitting in an adjacent booth facing north. BAYUM! It was like a long overdue reunion - tears being shed, a scene being made, loud laughter ensuing...
Turns out she just lost her father, and was feeling quite lonely and sad, when *POOF* ... Kris appears to make her smile and bring her a little bit of joy.
What an awesome feeling.
Speaking of long lost friends, if A-ho happens to be reading this. CONTACT ME NOW. No arguments. I miss you, and I'm tired of leaving messages.
My daughter begged me for what I thought was candy corn yesterday at Walgreen's. So I bought her a dollar's worth, and it turns out to be "Indian Corn". I don't name the stuff, I know its politically incorrect and things, but anyway, I digress....
The stuff was horrid. Wretched, even.
Why mess with a beautiful thing like candy corn? Just sayin', its Halloween season, don't fool with the classics.
This lyric is for my purposes only, based on an unhealthy addiction I have.
He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
And do I try to change him
So hard not to blame him
Hold me tight
Baby, hold on tight
Oh cuz I don’t know
I don’t know what he’s after
But he’s so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster
I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy hysterical
I'm searching for some kind of miracle
Waited so long
--Kelly Clarkson, Beautiful Disaster
Yeah, its scary, I know. Trust me, I know.
So in an effort to try to make this journal suck a whole lot less, I hereby pledge to post something random, silly, or what I consider funny on a more regular basis.
I hope all of you are doing wonderfully, and I miss you guys tons.