17 posts tagged “random”
Got the day off today, going to stay home and clean. I love/hate days like this. I can't decide if I'm happy to have nothing important to do or not.
Here's my latest favorite song:
Reasons to Love You
Give me a reason to fall in love
Take my hand and let's dance
Give me a reason to make me smile
Cause I think I forgot how
I wanna fall asleep with you tonight
I wanna know that I am safe when you hold me tight
I wanna feel like I wanna feel forever
Girls need attention, and boys need us
So let's make everybody glad
That they have each other in each others arms
Oh let's make everybody glad
I want you.
I wanna dream away with you tonight
We can go anywhere you would like
I wanna feel how I wanna feel forever
I want you
I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to sit down and make a "real" post. There's lots of things I want to write about, but after a few days it doesn't seem that important anymore. Stale reading material.
Yesterday I remembered that my mom ran into my ex a couple weeks ago in walmart of my hometown. I did a quick search and found him on myspace, happily married with a little kid. We were engaged for a little while when I was in college, and then broke up and kind of lost touch.
It's not like I'd ever want to be with him again, it's just strange how different things are than I predicted. When we lost touch he was dating less than reputable women, and haning out in bars and strip clubs all the time. Now he's happily married with a 4yr old and I'm going through a divorce after only a year of marriage. (well he seems really happy... but doesn't everyone seem happy on myspace?) I'm starting all over, and I'm almost 30. I know that's not old to most people but it's definitly not where I was supposted to be by this time. I should be having kids by now.
I almost don't want to contact him and say hi because I'm ashamed that my marriage didn't work out and he looks so darn happy. I think it bothers me because I used to be the type of person to look down on someone for "giving up" so easily and getting divorced. "What's wrong with them? That will never ever happen to me." Yeah, life has a way of turning things around and humbling you. Maybe that's what God's trying to do, get me some more humility. I was kind of stuck up about a lot of things, I can see that now. I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted so much to NOT be the type of person I didn't respect.
Time has a way of changing things. Including me I guess.
I took Sebastian for walk today, and I found more chalk messages! They were mostly on 2nd and 3rd streets between Orange st and Nun st. I took pics of most of them.
Most of the messages were written on the sidewalk, but a few were on gates, walls and the street.
"Spanish moss hangs like a misty grey
blanket all around the lake like
a dream where you hover in a
mild stupor through a swamp
during a summer thunderstorm."
"You must be the change you wish to see in the world"
- Gandhi
This is why I love Wilmington, little things like random sidewalk poetry. The town I grew up in had no culture or imagination whatsoever, just steakhouses and strip clubs (military towns, ugh). Living in Wilmington inspires so many people to do wonderfull things, big and small. Its the small things I love best. :)
A couple days ago I noticed that someone had left me a message during the night, apparantly they like my Galo de Barcelos (Portuguese rooster) that I keep in my kitchen window and decided to let me know.
They also left a note next the welcome bunny between my house and my neighbor's place. I assume the neighbor put it there because I just appeared one day in front of the rail that separates our yards.
I wonder who it was? Maybe I should buy some chalk and write back? ;)
I FINALLY found a brown peacoat that I liked enough to buy. How freakin hard is it to make a brown peacoat? I must have looked for one for weeks before comming across this one. Meh. I even look kinda look pissed off in these pictures... ha ha.
I've got today off since I traded days with ImWackie last weekend. After sleeping in till about 1pm I decided to have a bowl of the awesomest cereal in the world....Boo Berry!
I still remember the commercials for Frankenberry, Count Chocula and Boo Berry from when I was a kid. My mom never bought them for me since they were so "unhealthy" but I ate them whenever I went over to friend's houses. I felt like such a rebel eating junk food when my mom didn't know about it, ha ha.
There are so many things I do now that I couldn't back then. I think that being able to do all the stuff you weren't allowed as a kid is probably one of the best things about being an adult. It isn't making money, or finding your path through life, or even making a difference in the world around you.... it's being able to eat any cereal you want.
Everyone talks about how great it would be to be young and carefree again. Have they ever stopped to think about all the great things they can do now? If I want to stay up all night... I can. Shave my head and get tattoos... I can do that too. Eat ice cream for dinner... did that the other night.
Except for the whole having to work and pay bills thing being an adult is pretty darn nice. Especially when you get to act like a kid.
I've been surfing around Vox for the last hour or two and sofar I've seen posts about:
a beautiful description of a Muslim prayer
a discussion of why fingers are called fingers
a phantom of the opera in taiwan
a woman who loves her wrinkles
the clockwise and counter-clockwise swirls of siamese cats
someone who is happy they don't have a very bloggable life
what it feels like to shower with a mouth full of beef jerkey
and
someone being accused of typing posts with their penis
This is why I Vox. :)
(in order for this to be as funny as it should be you need to know a few things... My ex (Tom) and I are friends, he's now dating a girl named Brandy who I used to be friends with. It was kinda weird at first *coughHugeUnderstatementcough* but now everything's cool.)
I went to visit Tom's parents Friday and after a while most of the family was there too, Tom, his parents, brother, sister-in-law, and his 5 year old nephew Brayden.
Brayden is an ADORABLE and smart little boy, I hadn't seen him in so long. (I was actually there when he was born, the nurse thought I was his aunt lol)
After hanging out with the family for a while I went to the kitchen to talk to Tom and get a drink. We stood there talking for a few minutes when Brayden ran in and started talking to us. He goes over to the frindge and plays with some paper and fridge magnets and then looks at me and then at Tom and says "Brandy?" (he usually asks where she is when Tom visits without her) Then he looks at me and yells... "YOU'RE BRANDY!"
*oh my God did he just say that?*
We couldn't believe it! We started laughing so hard! It was so funny!
Brayden thought he just made the best joke ever so he keeps yelling "YOU'RE BRANDY! YOU'RE BRANDY!" at the top of his lungs having no clue how akwardly hilarious it was. Tom and I were laughing so much it was crazy. He told him to go in the living room where everyone else was and tell them what he told us. Ryan said the looks on everyone's faces was priceless! Total "please tell me he didn't just say that" shock! He ran around doing that for about 5 min.
Turns out he was looking at a drawing he made of Brandy on the fridge, and that's why he thinking about her.
Kids are so damn funny.
I came home for lunch and spilled ravioli on my laptop...
... does anyone know if tomato sauce is covered under a dell waranty?
I changed my layout to the new pink pirate skulls to make myself feel better :(
type *squish* type *squish*
this is gonna suck
... Went to Kelly's to knit.
Had a Black n Tan coffee for breakfast
Got a record player in the mail from ebay
Wrote a letter that didn't get mailed
Listened to Over and Over by The James Boys on a 45
Had lunch with Jackie
Smuggled her cat into my bathroom
Debated on getting red streaks in my hair and another tattoo
Drove around with a roll of toilet paper in my car
Got my Moo cards finally
and wore my The Mile After shirt after work.
Damn I've got an exciting life.
