Slacker
LoL… I just took this quiz… and low and behold… I’m a slacker. Who knew 😉 With that said… I should go to bed, serious beach time planned tomorrow and I need my sleep!
Like We Didn’t See This Coming
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Well, you’re a slacker. Your greatest joy in life is sleeping, and you try to avoid doing work as much as possible. Others are envious of your talent for skating through life doing only half as much real, actual work as everyone else. You’re an expert at talking teachers or bosses out of reprimanding you for your apparent lack of effort. On the upside, you won’t have to worry about things like repetitive stress disorder or high blood pressure. Your life expectancy is probably pretty high due to this, not that you’ll actually accomplish anything, you damn leech. |
Beginning Hebrew
WOW… how time flies. I can’t believe it, but school is just a week away and I have this deep feeling that this is going to be a “hell” semester. Hmmmm wonder why? Could it be… HEBREW??? Sheesh. I promise to post as often as possible… but who knows.
Things have been just a whirlwind the past few weeks. I’m in shock! But life has a way of taking you where you need to go, and for this ride I am extremely thankful.
Ok… I know, LAME post… however, my hands hurt. So… COPE.
Dude!
One of my favorite sites to visit these days is In Passing…And, in omage to this glorious site, I have decided to share few conversations I’ve had recently with my small child. Who, by the way, is 5 (and a HALF!) going on 14! It’s a difficult thing to be the mother of a “DUDE”!
“Shut-up and Kiss Me!”
Boy Wonder: “Mom?”
Me: “Yeah?”
Boy Wonder: “Is ‘Shut-up and kiss me’ a good thing to say?”
Me: (nearly spewing coffee) “Uh… NO! Where did you hear that anyway?”
Boy Wonder: “Oh, on Disney!”
Me: (dialing the cable company to cancel our service) “Well, despite that, it’s not a nice thing to say!”
Boy Wonder: (thinking…) “Well, can I say it when I’m an adult?”
Me: sigh… “No… ok… now can I drink my coffee and wake up first?”
You need further proof: witness this!
“Dude Food”
Boy Wonder: “Uh, mom?
Me: “Yeah?”
Boy Wonder: “Do Dudes eat Peatnut Butter and Jelly sandwiches?”
Me: “uh… yeah! Of course!”
Boy Wonder: “ALL dudes, or just some of them?”
Me: “If their mother’s pack pb&j, then yes, I suppose some of them do!”
Boy Wonder: “Are you SURE they don’t eat Dude Food?”
Me: “What exactly would you mean by ‘Dude Food’?”
Boy Wonder: “I don’t know…”
Me: “Can you give me an example?”
Boy Wonder:” No, but when we are at the store next time I will look and if I see ‘Dude Food’ then I will point it out and say, ‘Look! There’s DUDE FOOD’… is that a deal?”
Me: “Sounds like a plan.”
“Dude Hair”
In the backseat of the car…
Boy Wonder: “Mom, do you think I have ‘Dude Hair’?”
Me: “Uh… Yeah!”
Boy Wonder: “I don’t know, I’m not sure it has enough spikes!”
**his hair was spiked all over his head covered in BLUE holding gel. And he wanted to know if he looked like a “DUDE”… sheesh! For the record… he took a bath later on that night and the blue ran all down his face giving him a fair resemblence to Mel Gibson in “BraveHeart”… Now, THERE, was a DUDE!
So What?
Ok… so I’ve been remiss in writing this… SO WHAT? Is someone reading this… really? Doubtful.
Didn’t Notice?
I’m still not officially blogging here. But I do want to point out that while I was gone… NO ONE NOTICED. I mean, not ONE email! Sheesh!
Send Email
Wow…I can’t believe it’s been 13 days… looks like it will be another few before I get this updated. But I am still alive (just in case you were wondering.) Send me email. Come on… you know you want to!
Off Line
Ok… so like a good southern girl, I lined all my kitchen and pantry shelves. I also cleaned the apartment (with a great deal of help from IZ). It appears that cleaning the apartment before you move in is a concept unknown to this Seminary. Evidently, people preoccupied with the pursuit of higher theology can not be bothered with the basic concepts of domestic hygiene. But, in comparison to the place I’m in NOW, the new apartment is at least habitable. We will concentrate on the NEW carpet and paint…
I am facing a HUGE dilemma. It appears that I will be off -line for a week. Can we say PANIC. I don’t know… this does not bode well for me. In fact, I am such a known junkie, that when one of my professors learned I was to be off-line for a week she wrote, “That’ll be tough for you. being offline. Kind of like a spiritual ascetic practice, eh?” I wrote back to express that it feels more like Purgatory… and hopefully, people will be praying me out of it ASAP!
This probably isn’t my last post before the move… but it’s getting close. So… for those of you who pray… remember me as I begin this journey without my favorite communication tool. I’ve been told that the phone service will go un-interrupted. But the truth is… I have NO idea where I put the phone… nor how to use it if I should locate it. S i g h. I think I will rummage through the GTU course catalog and see if I can find a “basic phone use 101!” You never know.
Oooh… in the MEANTIME… check out this site…
Sustenance
Dang… I’m hungry! Hmmm…(leaving now to go find sustenance… if I don’t report back by the 12th…have someone come look for me!)
Commuting
I have nothing to report… just that I’m tired beyond belief! I have my East Bay commute tonight and then it’s going to be a weekend of packing. Joy! Although, I haven’t been to the beach in ages… so I am tempted very much to play hooky.
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