Saturday, June 29


I have had several jobs in the past year where the kids say the funniest things.
I have had to exercise the strongest self restraint to keep from laughing.

This is me with the people on my current shift.
You can tell how serious we are, riiiight?
No wonder we love these silly kids so much.
We get along so well.

Nurse: ...and then they will give you a sonogram
Girl: But I don't need a sonogram! I am not pregnant! I know I am fat and it looks like pregnant, but it isn't!

Girl #1: I've decided that I don't think you and {boy} shouldn't be together anymore. I think he should be with {coworker I don't care for}.
Girl #2: What?? He can't be with her! She is so much older than him!
Me: How old do you think {boy} and {coworker I don't care for} are?
Girl #2: He's like, 19 and she's like, 40.
{They are both in their early 20s}

Boy: When I'm king of the world, I will destroy all of you. Except for Tim. I will spare Tim.

Boy: Are you quitting because we say dirty things about you behind your back?
Me: No. I didn't actually know you did that.
Boy: It's because you're hot and we are all horny teenage boys.

Boy: Help! Save me from the staff! Start a rebellion! If you do, I will make you a famous rap star!

Friday, June 28


22 was terrible.
I would not be 22 again for the world.
(Taylor Swift is lying. Avoid it.)

23 was good.
I learned a lot.
I loved a lot.
I lost a lot.
I was comfortable.
I was the saddest I've every been.
I was the most delighted I've ever been.
Equal opposites were strongly at work.

I'm ready.
I'm excited for all I have to learn and all I have to do.
Sometimes I wish I was further along in school or relationships or whatever it is.
So I think 24 is going to be full of hard work.
It's going to be a little lonely
(everyone of importance is getting married, it seems)
but it is going to be full of delightful fun times as well.

I'm becoming more and more of a homebody.
I do so love to read a book for hours at a time.
Or watch movies.
But I also still love adventures.
So this year should have some good adventures to it. 

I want to be better.

I am grateful that I have more time to do all that.

Sunday, June 23

now is the start

Tomorrow is my birthday.
So young.

But sometimes I forget that.
Sometimes I get caught up in the race of life and remember that I am not graduated.
I am not married.
I don't have any kids.
I'm still getting paid by the hour.
I'm still renting.
I haven't paid off my car yet.
I've never been out of the country.

And in light of all that, I feel so behind.
What have I accomplished, really?

And I have to stop myself and remember all the good times I am having.
I love my job.
I love my roommates.
I like being on my own.
I feel happy and fulfilled most every day.

I am so young.
I have so much to look forward to.
I have so much left to do.
That I get to do.

I am alive. 
And now is the start.

First Crush

Last week I got to have a sleepover with my favorite 8 year old, Macy.
We went to the mall to try on sunglasses and all the perfumes.
We went swimming then had ramen for dinner, which was a treat for her.
We ate ice cream and chips and watched Chronicles of Narnia till she fell asleep.
It was delightful.

While we were swimming, she asked me if I had a boyfriend.
Not currently, no.
Then she insisted I tell her all about every boy I've dated in chronological order and why I am not dating them anymore.
And is there anyone I'm interested in?
{he knows who he is and maybe we could be together one day after I murder we conquer our current obstacles}

So of course the only polite thing to do was ask her about her love life.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Oh yes," came the reply.
"I have eight of them."


I've been playing this game for years and can barely keep one!
I was impressed.
But isn't she a little young?

And after hearing each entertaining description, I got to thinking about my first crush.
I was 5. 
He was a 5th grader.
My how I admired him.

By the time I was 8 I had moved on to bigger and better things, namely the star of Early Edition.
I think he was recently on Friday Night Lights.
Oh I was in love with him.

{so cute)

Now I just want that one curly headed fellow.

Unless Clark Kent shows up.