He's the one who said, "most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be." So true! I believe happiness is a choice... not an easy one, but it IS a choice. Don't get me wrong, I get depressed, scared, angry... just like everybody else. The difference is, I've come to believe ol' Abe.
I tend to think of myself as more of a 'tomboy' than a girly girl. I don't do the manicures, pedicures or wear a bunch of jewelry. Heck, I don't color my hair! I know, that just isn't done these days... everybody colors their hair! Well, if it's gonna take regular maintenance, then I save my energy to maintain my health and the health of my cars!!!
I don't know, maybe ignorance IS bliss when it comes to becoming a parent. When you are thinking of starting a family... having a sweet little baby... you really have no idea what you are getting yourself into. I know I didn't! And of all the people in the world, you'd think someone who had spent their entire life surrounded by kids, babysitting kids, watching older brothers and sisters raise kids (my oldest nephew was one year younger than me...) I would understand what it took to be a parent. Heck, I even had a couple step-children in my first marriage that I helped raise for five years... I knew what the day to day stuff was all about!
I can't remember when I last took a sick day off from work. I am never sick! I get the occasional cold, but never anything serious. I can't remember the last time I needed an antibiotic for any reason!
John Goodman, that is. John is coming to Springfield... MSU, actually... to be receive his honorary Doctorate and address the incoming Freshman class (of which my son is one). I will be attending, but I bet there is no way in 'you know what' that I will actually get to speak to John.
Apparently it's all my fault, according to the people and fellow avocado lovers I work with. You see, every week we rush to the Wednesday news paper to find out what price the avocados are in Springfield.
This time last year, we were in the middle of a drought, and yes, we were ALL praying for rain! We did rain dances, played rain songs, imagined rainy days and cool temperatures. We put prayers for rain in prayer boxes, too.
Betty Crocker, you've let me down. Yep, it's happening to our beloved cake mixes. They've been downsized! I'm not talking about a lay off, I'm talking about a smaller box! And less mix, means less cake!