"Let Me See Your Smiling Faces!"

In case you missed me....i'm back.
My computer had a tragic collision with another object last week and so i have been mooching off my roommate's laptop. She gets fixed soon, my laptop that is.

I've been sick all week. I was a good student and went to my horrid 8 o'clock class, only to regret it a few hours later. Hot soup and warm pj pants are my friends. I thought it was bronchitis, but never went to the doc to see. I'm not a fan of going to the doc or getting shots. It is all so very dreary and no fun. I would much rather be stubborn and watch my Disney movies. Wise? Maybe not. Preferred? Absolutely.

To combat the amount of ice cream i have managed to consume over the course of this last month, a friend of mine and i have started yoga. We intersperse it with some pilates too. They are both challenging but in different respects, so switching it up is fun and sometimes difficult. My arms hurt. So bad. *insert ridiculous amount of question marks* We did multiple workouts, all of which concentrated on different areas, but my arms were like "HI!! over here! we want to get toned!!" Pain = good.....right? Also, the yoga instructor is somewhat amazing...in an 'oh my goodness she's insane' kind of way. See also: post title.

One of the biggest highlights of my week was finding out for sure that my cousins are coming after Christmas. SO. RIDICULOUSLY. EXCITED. If you know me or how enthusiastic i can get over things then you may be able to picture my reaction. If not, just ask G.C. ha It's going to be the best week....ever. uh-huh.


~ME

It's The End of The World as We Know it And I Feel Fine

Looking back on this week i probably could have used one of these . On multiple occasions too.

So, i haven't had the best of weeks, but it happens. Life happens. We can't foresee what will come of most any circumstances or situations, but we can hope for the best. We can hope for that which we do not yet have but so desperately want. We can hope with the realization that we may or may not receive whatever it is we wish to have. But what would life be without hope? Most likely drear and well... lifeless. Hope takes us places.

My sister had to remind me the other day when i was moping, not eating, etc... basically throwing myself an all-out pity party, that those actions were wrong. She semi-quoted me, in fact, on one of the bible study lessons i had taught awhile back. She said that 'it's wrong to throw yourself a pity party because God wants us to rejoice and mourn together, even if we feel like hiding in a cave.' It's true. Hard to hear repeated back to me, but true nonetheless. Even though i may feel like hiding in a cave until i am gray and wrinkled, i can't and i won't. 1) it would be smelly, 2) it would get lonely, 3) i like trees. SO! I think i have eaten my fill of ice cream for the week...well, maybe. But for the sake of my sanity and for that little flame of hope of better things to come, i will press on. This sounds like some kind of battle cry. I'm so poetic like that. . . ?

Someone should inform the woodpecker on our house that he is not welcome. He should also be notified not to ruin our freshly painted abode. Possibly having an LOTR marathon this weekend. Which may also include more ice cream eating...and yea, i still think i need that ice cream cozy.

~ME