I have a sore back. Moving boxes, furniture, and enough instruments for a band (guitars, drums, tambourines, shaky things, etc) have a way of making your muscles ache for days. But it has all been for a good cause. I can lean slightly to my left (while sitting on my bed) and look out the window to see Amber’s place.
I have a thousand bruises. After trying to kick Jack off the porch last night, I slipped on the ice around Amber’s house and fell really hard. The poor cat watched me fall and about had a stroke trying to get away from me. Of course, from his point of view it might have been really funny. I was dying laughing and crying all at the same time.
I have a post card from Barcelona. Shock of all shocks! While finishing law school in London, Wes decided to take a little trip around Europe a few weeks ago. He sent me a beautiful post card and I was thrilled as pie to hear from him. It’s really sad how little I’ve talked with my old college buddies.
I have disgust for strawberry pancakes from IHOP. They are simply gross.
I have a hint of Christmas around me. My mom set up the snow villages downstairs and they are just beautiful.
I have a pile of SWOOL cd’s to work on. I promise that I will try to get them out soon! Things are just hectic around here.
I have a good job prospect. My second interview went very well and I’m just waiting to hear from HR.
I have a status as a celebrity with a first grade classroom in town. After putting up my mom’s website this week, and attending her Thanksgiving Play, all her kids think I’m the next best thing since sliced bread.