The smell of stale coffee
engulfs me.
Am I on an airplane
or opening up a day-old Starbucks cup?

Dang

Don't you hate it when you something crosses your mind and you think. "I should blog about that!" Well I did that last night before I went to bed.

Do you think I have any idea of what that thought was now?

Of course not.

4. 15 friends from Facebook (some virtual cleaning :P )

5. 2 citronella candles that were left out over the winter.

6. Rocky's camouflaged dog jacket (we live in a house with a yard. if it is THAT cold out that he requires a jacket, he shouldn't be out)

7. The old blue curtains from our kitchen

8. Old cell phone (taking it to ATT to recycle)

9. My old jewelry box, which has been sitting next to the *empty* new one since February

Throw out 50 Things

So in honor of the book, "Throw Out Fifty Things", I've dedicated the rest of the month to actually trying to accomplish this....

1. Old hair clippers of Sammy's that don't even work.

2. An old alarm clock that we have that doesn't work.

3. Three dictionaries from school, I thought I could save them by bringing them home, but they have made their way into the recycling bin.

welcome to my living room.

Recently (ok yesterday), Sammy said he wanted to see my blog. Now it wasn’t necessarily something that I was HIDING from him, but I didn’t run wanting to show him what I had written in it. Why? It’s not something that’s necessarily private. I guess as I continue to write more, it is my hope that eventually I find inspiration for pieces of writing from what I share here. To me, my thought process is actually somewhat private and I have only chosen to share it with choice people, even though my blog is sometimes open to the public, I assume that people I know don’t actually read it. Sometimes you feel so safe behind the screen, but really, anything you publish on the Internet equates to inviting strangers into your living room…the thought of that is strikingly odd…

My F key

Back in June or July (maybe August?) I was having a lovely iChat conversation with Matt. At some point in the conversation, I realized that I wanted to show him something. I put down my computer and coffee on the floor, and proceeded to get up and KICK the coffee onto my computer. She shut down right away and I was worried that I lost her for good. After some blowdrying and a few day's rest, she was back in working order...well, except for my F key. I can type a lowercase "f", but when I try to hold down the shift key for an uppercase "F", nothing comes out. My shift key works with every other key except for the dang F. "So how," you ask, "do you type a capital F?" Well, it takes a lot of skill. Before I hit the key, I hit the caps lock, then the F, then the caps lock again. At first, it was a lot of work, but now, I complete this task with ease. So much so, in fact, that I actually do this on other computers (i.e. Sammy's and work). So when they say "Old habits die hard," don't believe them. You can change, it is just a matter of will/necessity.

So according to Hannah, my blog died. Well, here you go; it's back, although I'm not feeling 100% inspired right now, it's better than nothing, right?

I'm on spring break right now, been up to pretty much nothing. My mom and sister were up on they College Tour '09 trip. They did Ferris, Northern and Lake State, but they spent 4 days up here. It was great having them around for a while. My mom even cleaned my stove!