Cranberries...

As I was reminiscing about the upcoming presence of a little one in our lives I began to think of all the fun we will have together. The feeling sparked a little bit of financial frivolity, although I think it was well worth the cost. This little bout of spending actually happened around midnight

while I was pondering on whether or not to go to the cities to purchase this or not. I ensued on searching the web. I didn't know as to what I would happen to find, but it proved a fruitful search. I ended up finding this

little beauty of a baby carrier. I know, it's pretty cute and very much the coolest thing ever. Think about it, toting baby around on the back, hip, or front without even skipping a measure. Anyway, I'm happy that I found this

on thanksgiving day.

To my peeps...

This is going out to Emaye and the Hanes...Love you two...

Smart Chargers and Sliced Bread

Just so you all know, I am at the work place, which means that this post is definitely

not what I should be doing with my time. I suppose I won't get in too much trouble. I am currently working on finding a smart battery charger to mod my current battery charger for my cordless drill. I think that if I do this my drill batteries would last longer. I think that adding a smart battery charger to cheap drills would be

the best thing since sliced bread!

Classiness, oh yeah...the names Bond, James Bond...

I'm not quite sure whether I am a glass half full or a glass half empty type of person...

maybe I'm a little bit of both. Today I registered for my first semester of just being a Winona State person, YES! What does this mean you might ask. It means that I am halfway down the road. I only have a max of 2 years left of school! I will be the bread winner and that will be awesome! I could actually consider having a farmsteadish thing someday! The bottom line is that my ability to even think of these things coming true is brought to me courtesy of God Almighty!
Signing Off.
Over and Out.

The Book Tree...with a lemon slice...

Nothing like finishing a book report.I have to say...

that completing homework after a busy week is quite the feat. I was so incredibly stressed out I didn't know what to do, but then God came along and smacked me in the face. Emaye kept on loving me the way she does, and life rebounded back. The book report on The Lemon Tree is done and I feel marvelous. God even gave me one and one half days off of work to get my homework done...

It's not a downer until the downer brings you downer

It's like nothing a person could ever feel. Meandering through a world of morbidly obese women whose adipose tissue is actually another human being rather than a hunk of ...

fat! Where's the consolation? How do you say ", Oh , I'm so incredibly happy for the fact that you got knocked up!" This coming off the back end of whining from individuals who have been trying to get pregnant for years and once they finally do jump ship to join the hoards of preggos everywhere! They end up forgetting all the loneliness they once felt and have now transferred their mind into that of the elite. It's just like the celebrity mentality of leaving your simple down to earth life behind for that of the rich and famous. When your less fortunate friends tell you about how your attitude has changed you look down on them an tell them that they should be happy for you when all the less fortunate friends want is you back as a friend. That's it. So this is going out to all you preggers out there! If you had a problem getting pregnant don't forget about how you felt when everybody else around you was pregnant and rubbing their mom-to-be-isms in your can't-get-pregnant face! It sickens be that people can be so shortsighted about their own history. Throw another womprat on the barbie, I'm out.

My chest is sucking in...

Helpless... Confused... A little upset...I'm...

not really sure what I am doing. I don't know why I feel like nothing right now. I guess I've been told about my screw ups before. What really gets me about this moment, right now, is that I don't know how to respond when somebody tells me that my priorities are mixed up. What are my priorities is the next question. Is it a list? Is it a sublist. In my own shallowness do am I to think that I've forgotten how I'm supposed to process life in general? Let's see... One list of priorities would be: God, Emaye, Family, School, Survival, etc. I suppose that I probably could have mixed up the first four. This morning I did something to the effect of Survival, Emaye, God, School, Family. Well there's where I struck out. Keep the priorities straight and the rest will fall into place. phew...