This one is good!

Do you suppose I like this one best (so far) because it says I'm younger than I really am?

You Are 28 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Okay. Yeah. I'm bored.

Your Linguistic Profile:

65% General American English

20% Upper Midwestern

5% Dixie

5% Midwestern

0% Yankee

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

I should??

This can not be real! I must work out more often than I know. Okay, I know that I took this silly little quiz. If I should, then I'm underweight...dog-gone grief! I'll take my 150 and give up another 20 if possible! Thank you very much! 8-)

You Should Weigh 170

If you weigh less than this, you either have a fast metabolism or are about to gain weight. If you weigh more than this, you may be losing a few pounds soon!

How Much Do You Weigh?

hey there world!

I've been trying to come up with something to post today. I can't think of much. I'm not sure. Maybe I've thought out a lot already. There was this one thing that I did keep thinking about as the day progressed.

Friends...

There really are all different kinds. I've been challenged on several occasions to rank them for myself. The closest. The here and there. The here when they are, not for a while, and then back like no time has elapsed. The here for a time and never heard from again.

I've been challenged to realize that every encounter with every person either builds up or tears down on more than one level.

I am VERY blessed to have the friends that I do. Especially when I figure out that they love me like I love them.

What the priests are really thinking...

Sometimes, it's good to be a geek!

I was posting here last night and it was all gross and plain text. I opened up a new post window today and the same thing appeared to be happening. There was no Font, Size, Bold, Italic, Text Color, Hyperlink, Text Alignment, Numbers, Bullets, Spell Check, Insert Pic, or any of that stuff.

AHHH....I fixed it! Welcome back little posting helpers!

Christmas trees and memories

I've tried avoiding it for as long as I could, but the smallest mann made it nearly impossible to avoid for another minute. The Christmas Tree is up, lit, and decorated. It's looking a little bit more like December in here.

For me, it has been a day of tears. Some mixed with memories. Some with sadness. Some with all of the other emotions that are wrapped up inside this time of year.

When I picked up the Sweet One from band practice earlier, I started crying again. She's so sweet. She asked me what was wrong, and I told her there was nothing wrong. She didn't drop it or try to avoid it or think that I was telling the truth for a second. She does that, ya know? Encourages the truth out of you when you really want to appear stronger than that. I love her!

So, I admitted to her that Christmas really brings to mind that Michelle has been gone for nearly a year. That Christmas was the last day that we shared where she had her wits about her. From late in the day forward, she started down the slippery slope of mental deterioration.

I miss her. I love her. I don't know what Christmas is going to be like without her. And though I know I can't stop Christmas from happening, I'm not sure how I'll make it through.

I was reading another blog where the author's dad died a little more than a month ago. He's so positive that his dad is happy and looking down with smiles and all this good stuff.

That seems so, um, fake. I don't think he wants to come off that way. I know that I've not hidden my feelings about going to heaven. I'm thinking that spending time watching earth is not something I'll be doing. I'm pretty sure that the grandure of Heaven will be so superior to this place, that I'll probably not even think much about life before death.

My thoughts about life after death - even though I'm certain it will be much better than life on earth - do not make it very easy for me face the upcoming season without Michelle.

Anyway, that's what's in my head today.