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7/7/07...my grandparents will have been married for 60 years. Wow.

It's day 45 of my 90 day madness. I haven't missed a single day!

45 days from now, I'll be at camp.

Meg and John are getting married in 23 days! It will be the perfect summer kick-off. I can't wait.

Summer vacation officially starts in 21 days...at exactly 3:05 pm.

14 days of school are left. But I only have 6 more days of teaching. What more can I say.

12 #s down.

more fun from last weekend

priceless

I'm still too tired and sore to write much. But I just had to share this pic, by far the funniest one from our whitewater adventure.

boing

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I feel like a tightly wound spring, ready to burst at any moment. The spring has been twisting, twisting, for the past 2 weeks, tighter and tighter. I'm so grateful that today has finally come, and I think the spring will start to twist back and loosen up in a few hours. Once I am through the security gates, sitting in a chair with my dinner, music, and a book...that is the moment that the spring will start to turn back. Once I make my connection in Atlanta and am safely on plane #2, the spring will turn back some more. Once I step off the plane in Charlotte and see my twin, the spring will be almost back to normal.
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Tomorrow morning when I wake up, physically 10 hours away from the stresses of the past 2 weeks, then I can finally
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UNWIND.

Things that make me happy

1. the new Travis CD, out today, and already spinning in my living room
2. long phone conversations with my sisiters
3. being able to make a 1st grade boy smile, when he had been crying moments before
4. wearing a pair of pants that used to be too small
5. a free, healthy, delicious lunch
6. driving around my neighborhood, which is currently gorgeous with springtime
7. parents [of kids at school] who offer to do favors for you...just because they are nice people
8. doing favors for co-workers
9. utz baked bbq chips [so much better than lays!]
10. compliments given and received
11. making it to day 30 of my 90 day excercise streak, without missing any days
12. lists
13. odd numbers

shut it about your toes already

I am so tired of hearing teachers say they need pedicures. Oh, they can't possibly wear sandals until they pay $50 to have their toenails painted! What a travesty that would be!

I have been happily wearing sandals since Saturday. I packed away my shoes and hope to forget about them until October. And I will continue to paint my own toenails, thank you very much. I can think of much better ways to spend my hard-earned money.

I'm crazy.

Somehow I came up with this crazy idea to exercise for the next 90 days...in a row. Without missing any days. Yeah.

It's day 12 of 90. That's 13.33%. I spent 5 of those days working out at home [kickboxing, weight training, etc], and 7 of them at the gym [treadmill, bike, elliptical].

I must admit I am pretty proud of myself.

I don't really have a goal, like 'I want to lose xx lbs' or anything like that.

I just want to be...happy...and healthy.
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And, I just bought a plane ticket to North/South Carolina for a 4 day weekend in May...so it looks like it's going to be a VERY good spring.

Florida

I find it ironic that I can't get the Modest Mouse song 'Florida' out of my head, when all I can see is snow. I also find it appropriate that my 100th post should deal with snow/weather/home sweet home.

MY FIVE DAYS OF FREEDOM HAVE BEGUN!!!

Finally!

What Sarah Said

And it came to me then that every plan
Is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU
That reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself
That I’ve already taken too much today
As each descending peak on the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
Away from me

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend
On a faulty camera in our minds
And I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose
Than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground
As the TV entertained itself

‘Cause there’s no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes ‘round and everyone lift their heads
But I’m thinking of what Sarah said
That love is watching someone die

So who’s gonna watch you die?

~ Death Cab for Cutie

the hottest day in over 5 months...

Yesterday was crazy. I'm glad today is cooler, I need a little spring before my summer.

no modest mouse for me.

Sometimes living in Philly is frustrating.

Modest Mouse is playing here soon.

But the show sold out before I could get tickets.

Out of 3 cities nationwide that sold out [Seattle and Boise? being the other two]...I happen to live in one of them.

Maybe I can scalp a ticket...

Or pay $190 on ebay for 2 tix, which are general admission, and only actually cost $75. Boo hiss to these people trying to rip me off!

From a 1st grade student...

Why I do what I do...
Originally uploaded by t23e.

drowning my sorrows in festive sugar

My driver's side front window is down and won't go back up. My good intentions of working out when I got home are gone, and instead I am stressed about my car, and eating a bag of jelly beans. The kitties are happy because I threw a blue one [the color I am not eating] on the floor for them to play with. I think today was the worst day since the strike started, and I was so happy to drive around with my windows down after school, and leave my worries behind. Ah well. There is always tomorrow...

4 years ago...

we did aerobics for an hour
drove to the city
received a dear sweet person off the train
on the way home consumed checkers fries and a banana shake
(totally undoing the effects of the aforementioned workout)
hung out a little at my place

this is when the trouble began.

it was after midnight when she said
'jacuzzi time!' with a gleam in her eyes and a smile
knowing i would not say no
so we put on the suits and piled into cars
(after de-icing mine for 20 minutes)
and drove to her house
where we wrapped in towels
jumped into the hot tub
and sat there teeth chattering

while the thermometer mocked us.

the hot tub was not hot
it was a lukewarm tub
with 3 shivering giggling crazy girls
who didnt want to get out for fear of frostbite
but didnt want to stay in for the same fear
eventually we ran into the house one at a time
looking like we were on fire
steaming in our wet suits with too much skin exposed
for this march 7th at 1 am

in the 27 degree weather.

[Friday, March 07, 2003]

losing

Michelle left for a new job.

Ashlee and Fla moved to New Orleans, then Phoenix.

I left Candy, but then she followed suit.

Kim moved to California.

KT moved to South Carolina.

Jess moved to Virginia.

Mark and Elise are leaving for Lousiville at the end of May.

Mel and Justin are leaving for Virginia this summer.

Others, whether physically close or not, have become emotionally distant.

I feel like I have lost too many people, or will very soon.

I pray that I will gain some, before I drown in this flood of loss.

Sick.

"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more--that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut--my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"

~ from Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

*happy sigh*

Happy snow day to me! And Andrew. Who is still sleeping although it''s almost noon. No worries, I have been up since 8, and have read 2 books already. I'm a sloth, so I think now I'll get up and move around somehow. After I finish typing, that is. Last night I awoke a few times to the sound of freezing rain...then I had dreams that it was warm enough for plain rain, and the snow got washed away, and I had to go to school. My nightmares were soon dissolved. Who knew I would be so happy to receive a phone call at 5 am?

first the weed, now this.

Went to North East for the weekend, and throroughly enjoyed the 2 feet of snow.




Dad and I went to the beach:






Last night I was playing Family Fued with [surprise] my family. The question was "Name something a police office dresses up as when he goes undercover." So I write down 'civilian' and turn to my mom to ask what she thinks, when she grabs the marker and board from my hand, and quickly writes:
pimp / woman / bum / junkie.
[When she wrote the 'w' for 'woman' I definitely thought she was writing 'whore' after what she has just written!!!]
Needless to say, I cracked up, and so did she, and I asked if she's been watching 'COPS' lately.

Jenni and dad thought it was hilarious too.

I think it was definitely better than the last time we were together, when we returned to our hotel at 1 am on New Years Day and there were 20 guys in the hallway...so we went into our room...and it stunk. [So did the hall.] I said 'wow, that's a lot of weed.' And my mom proceeded to call the front desk and say 'it smells like weed in our room.'

When we started laughing about that again last night, and we asked how mom even knows what that smell is, she said at concerts she has smelled it. Apparently she's been to some wild concerts.