By the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone
Mixed thoughts from the weekend:
Having an inching to go on a missions trip. Don’t know whether that’s from the overseas letters in a box I rediscovered or listening to Share the Well a lot.
If you aren’t even man enough to give me your number yourself, really don’t bother. Besides, I don’t even really drink wine.
My library has 140 copies of the new Harry Potter book. With 120 holds waiting to read it.
I really do feel it when I’m away from those kids so long. I miss the old 8th graders dearly but having a wonderful time getting to know the new class that took their place.
Buying things off of gift registerys for people turns me selfish. Instead of trying to find their items, I find things I want to register for.
Why do “to do” lists never seem to end? Making a new to do list is always on the to do list.
There are at least four movies out that Id like to see right now but no one or time to watch them.
Training someone at work for the first time. My voice is scratchy from talking so much. Hopefully I will be a good learning coach.
My dad bought the Carol King cd I had thought of buying without knowing. My mom is watching Gilmore Girls without me. Are we around each other too much?
Food of the weekend: bread. In any shape, size or form, it has been welcomed by me. Though, when getting an hamburger, I had a lettuce bun.
Repacking boxes and all Jason’s apartment talk makes me want to move. Moving means shopping (among other things).
Things I meant to think about last weekend did not get thought about this weekend. Has too much time passed by?
Got a new address book. Its cutter than the old one and is getting pencil inside this time.
A little Arbor Mist before work never hurt anyone.
My grandma bought a new car but still drove her old one to church this morning.
I wish I could gather my closest friends in a big hug and plop us all in once place. I miss good friends.

