Mmm, add me some Marky Mark to my fake boyfriend list. I liked him when I was 12 and apparently still do at 28! Oh, this is a movie review. Yes, the movie was good. Really good actually. Mark did well playing this role. His menacing stare and athletic build lended well to a military rebel type of role. His words were few in the movie but the acting was still well carried out. The plot was a little too easy to figure out. Even *I* didn’t have to ask questions about what was going on. The clues about his friend’s girlfriend almost seemed like an afterthought just so the plot would work and they could weave in even a small romance. And that was disappointing as well. Not even a kiss! I did like the meeting at the end, didn’t really go like I thought it would which is a good thing. The rest of the movie was a little predictable. It’s definitely a shoot ’em up movie with a hollywood star at the helm and his pretty girlfriend supporting him but I’m such a sucker, I loved it. In fact, I plan to keep it long enough for Scott to watch it and I’m looking forward to seeing it again.
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iPod
Favorite songs on my iPod right now:
Enrique Iglesias: Push, On Top of You, Ring My Bells, Somebody’s Me, Stay Here Tonight, Tired of Being Sorry, Wish I was Your Lover, Miss You, Don’t You Forget About Me, Do You Know (yeah, basically the whole album I’ve been playing on repeat since I got it)
Jackson Waters: entire album
Maroon 5: Little of Your Time, Wake Up Call, Won’t Go Home Without You, Kiwi, Figure It Out (the whole album is fantastic but those are my favorites)
Daughtry: Feels Like Tonight, Gone
Hawk Nelson: Everything You Ever Wanted, Every Little Thing
Lumidee: She’s Like the Wind
Keane: Somewhere Only We Know
Rascall Flatts: What Hurts the Most
Repeat
In a lot of ways today was a repeat of yesterday. L did come today from about 10-2 yay! After VBS we went to Blockbuster and they watched their movies for about 30 minutes when we got home and now they are tucked in Emma’s bed. This is becoming a habit that I’m not sure is good or not. They do really good together and go right to sleep. I think it’s sweet for now. Hopefully it won’t backfire on me. What would be nice is to give them our queen and have them share a room, us get a king size bed and then make Lexi’s room a playroom or office.
Anyway, VBS was good. Much less chaotic than last night. We are picking up kids in a few neighborhoods around town and we have about 60 extra kids no one really knows and they don’t know our church so it made for a confusing first night. Most of them seemed to settle in tonight though. My job got hectic though. Last night I spent time wandering around taking pictures most of the night but tonight I was tasked with getting an individual picture of all ~120 kids. Yeah, that was fun. So I was quite busy tonight.
Now I’m home. Working a little, surfing the Internet a little. I got Mark Wahlberg’s new DVD Shooter from Blockbuster tonight. Not sure if I’ll stay up or not. I drank a Mountain Dew at church tonight so I guess I’ll be up whether I want to or not.
A Blur
Today was a blur. I had a hard time getting up this morning. Lexi woke me up. I think she may have slid out of Emma’s bed last night (they requested to sleep together last night..and tonight, in fact). Then the storms were so bad, I couldn’t go back to sleep and then it seemed like I was up every hour.
I worked consistently this morning and then after lunch we went to Mom’s house while our carpet got cleaned. The rest of the evening was spent at church. This week is VBS.
Both girls are in the 3-5 class. Lexi was NOT having it at first but apparently found someone to latch onto and then was fine. It killed me to walk by and see that scared/confused/someone help me look on her face and not go sit in the class with her the whole time. I’m not teaching this year. I’m the technical director whatever that means. Tonight all I did was hunt around for a DVD player and RCA jacks and then took pictures all night.
The good news is the girls were wiped out by the time we did that, went to the bank, post office and grocery store after that and came home. They ate a doughnut, put their jammies on and were asleep within 5 mintues, literally. So here I am. Scott is at work, I’m on my computer listening to Kelly Clarkson’s new CD and there is absolutely no furniture in the living room.
June 23, 1993
I ended up finding a post for yesterday and can’t find one for today so I’m posting this one.
Well, I have nowhere else to put what I’m feeling except here. I went to church on Sunday and sat with G both am and pm. Monday we had bible study and a service thign about cults. I sat with him. Monday afterwards he asked me to go with him to the movies on Tuesday. I was in heaven. Monday when I got home I prayed for a dream to let me know if I was supposed to be with him or not. I had a dream we were going out. He called me Tuesday letting me know a friend had come into town that had moved and he was going to do something with him. I was cool with it because I kenw I was going to go to the service that night and I could see him there. I called N up to see if I could get a ride to the church and she was getting tires put on her car. I got I guess you could say depressed and lied down and went to sleep for 2 hours. I got up, ate, and went back to sleep. I had a dream that I was with G and a couple other people and we went to go talk to someone and he just left me. I got upset because I didn’t know why he left. When I woke up I became upset or depressed or something. I think I felt the dream showed or was trying to tell me that he didn’t really care about me. All morning I’ve been depressed because I felt like when I go to church tonight he’s just going to act like he doesn’t like me and ignore me like he did the first couple of days of camp. Now I don’t know how I feel. I keep trying to think about God and how he loves me but sometimes I think I need or I guess want someone to love me. I know I have family and friends but I finally thought I met someone who was perfect for me. He’s funny, kind a cute, a Christian. It just all fits and I guess when I thought about him not liking me it hurt. I didn’t know I liked him that much, but I guess I do. I’m just praying he feels the same way about me. It would be good to finally have somebody I could really like because the way they were and not because they liked me first. That’s another thing I’m worried about. What if he just likes me because I like him? I don’t know. I just need to know what he’s thinking. I’m sort of getting tired of liking someone for nothing. It’s sort of like when you like a car so much and you want it so bad, but you know there’s no way you could ever have it. [uh, yeah, like that]. I don’t want to waste my summer liking him when he’s not going to like me. Of course, at least 3 people have told me they thought he liked me, but they don’t know what he’s thinking or feeling. I guess he can’t hate me because he wouldn’t have asked me out if he did. Another thing that bothers me is HF. Monday night she was flirting all over him. I had to tell myself that I can’t hate her. When S like him, she would always get so upset when she would flirt with him and I never understood why she made such a big deal about it. Now I see exactly why she got upset. I guess it’s just insecurity. Thinking that if she does that, he’ll start liking her. But then again, I sort of have a right to be insecure about this whole thing. I mean he hasn’t exactly told me he likes me. Ughhh! This is too stressful!
What you need to know now:
*rolling eyes* What was that all about? Geesh, I think if anything, I wasted way too much worrying about all of it. I believe we did end up going out to the movies. I remember my mom driving me up to Charlotte to his house. Maybe we’ll get the details in a future post lol.
Busy day
So today’s day was a little more predictable than last Saturday. I did end up cleaning the house. However, I forgot I had to work today and worked from 12-1. The girls came home soon after that and I wasn’t quite done cleaning. I did get the last few things done while MIL stayed and helped get the girls fed. I was extremely hot by the end of cleaning and the girls were eating on the back porch and it was so hot, I just told everyone to get their suits on and we were going swimming. Well, MIL had just bought them new suits so they were wanting to go but I had planned on waiting until Scott got back from helping C&D move but it was just too hot. It happened that Scott pulled up right after I said that. So we all got in the pool. S was scared to death. But finally after having a floatie swimsuit, armband swimmies AND a ring, she realized she was ok and then didn’t want to get out. Let me tell you, unless the girl turned completely upside down, there was no way on earth she was going to drown.
Scott signed up to work extra hours directing traffic from the baseball game so he left not too long after we got out of the pool. Me and the girls stopped and got some take out and went to Mom’s house. I helped a little sorting Mom’s shoes and such. It’s such a gigantic mess there, you kind of go in circles wondering where in the world to start.
Scott ended up taking a break after everyone got in the game and he met us at Bruester’s for ice cream. We left from there and went home. The girls watched a little bit of Aladdin and have requested to sleep together in Emma’s bed. They both got out of bed and came in the living room and I took them back to bed. I told them if they got out of bed, I’d have to put Lexi in her own room. Last I heard walking out of Emma’s room was Emma saying, Come on, Lexi, let’s go to sleep. I haven’t heard a peep since I came back in here and I’m sure they’re both out. MIL said last night after we dropped them off at 7 when Lexi was asleep, she didn’t wake up until 9 this morning. I think that might be a record and I don’t understand why she can’t be a sleepyhead like that when she’s at home!
April 2, 1992
Still in a dry spell of no vintage posts for today, so here is another essay. This one is from 8th grade I think.
My Dream Vacation
The beauty of the mountains became clearer as I came closer to the lake. The air was fresh and clean with a hint of pine in it. It wa swonderful being away from school and parents, and being in the mountains. Just the sound of the eagle game me chils. I saw the birds flying gracefully through the air as I sat by the lake. When I touched the small deer that had come to me, the eagle cried out again and the deer ran away. Sundown had approached and it was a beautiful sight. I began a fire beside me so I could stay out a little longer. The sun continued to slowly creep down. The crackling of the fire got louder and it sounded like music to my ears. My cabin awaited me for the last time as my dream vacation ended. I put out my fire and slowly walked toward my cabin, looking at the beautiful sight one more time, smelling the pine trees, feeling comfort for the last time. I stood in the doorway of my cabin hearing the eagle cry one more time before I packed it all up and went back to reality.
My Great-grandmother, “Me-Me”
No journal post from today, this was an essay written in 6th grade.
My great-grandmother, “Me-Me”, is the most unforgettable person I have known because she is loving, helpful, generous and funny. She has done a lot for me when I have gone up in the Appalachian Mountains, where she lives.
Me-Me is very loving because when I was a little baby she took care for me. She said she would hug me gently all day long. Now when I go up to Pennsylvania, she hugs me or you could say squeezes. It really does not matter because it shows that she loves me. When I am watching a movie and she is sitting in her chair, I get up and walk to her and sit on her lap. When I do she hugs me gently like she did when I was little.
She is very helpful to me when I am up in Pennsylvania. When I wake up she helps me pick out my clothes. If I pick something out she helps me decide what looks good together. Also, when I brush my teeth she gets my tooth brush and toothpaste.
Me-Me is generous too because when we go to the store she asks me what I want before she looks in her purse to see if she can buy me anything. When I wake up in the morning she lets me pick out what I want to eat whether it is cereal, poptarts, waffles, or pancakes.
Me-Me is funny because when I go up there, I try to tell her something or ask a question and she answers something completely different. We all start laughing. She cannot hear really well, so sometimes she does things like that. She cannot help it that she is almost deaf.
She is still loving even if she makes mistakes. She is still loving, helpful, generous, and funny.
What you should know now:
That was a horribly written paper, but I miss MeMe and I still remember sitting in her lap in “her chair” and her fixing me brown sugar and cinnamon poptarts.