3:36(+24) and all is well

So..yesterday I wrote out this long entry to let it be known that I haven't dissolved into a little puddle..and then I came very, very close to posting it on the "No End in Sight" Ripple-Along blog..Today I retrieved it and here it is..

Hear that? It's me breathing a big sigh of relief; I made it through this day..Thanks for the encouragement, I needed that. And I needed to vent a little. I think I did ok on the test, all things considered..
I told myself that after I took that test, I would go and get whatever I wanted to eat for lunch. Turns out I wanted an Oreo Blast from Sonic. Then I decided that ice cream was not lunch, so I went to Central Park and got some fries and a Dr. Pepper. Yum. Maybe not the wisest of decisions; I didn't feel too good afterwards, but it was fun to 'splurge' a little (sad day when that is considered splurging..)..

I tried to upload a picture of the turkey votive candle holder I got my mom for her birthday next Saturday. It's cuter than it sounds, and I think she'll really like it. I really like it. She wanted this pilgrim people, but they were gone! There was like, 1 little stand of Halloween/Thanksgiving stuff at Hancock Fabric, where we saw the pilgrims. It was all 50% off, which was nice, except for the fact that there was nothing left and it's a solid month til Thanksgiving. Me and my mom are all about celebrating fall and Thanksgiving. We love Christmas, but not until after Thanksgiving.

Can I just tell you something? Listening to a cd of Frank Sinatra love songs makes gluing pictures of old statues on index cards feel romantic. It does not help you memorize the dates on those index cards.
JOSH TURNER'S NEW CD CAME OUT TODAY!!!I think it goes without saying that I've already got it. It came with a dvd. (Wednesday: I have now listened to it 2 1/2 times and watched the dvd..)Looking at Josh Turner AND listening to him talk and sing? It doesn't get much better than that. I have a feeling that listening to Josh Turner is going to make registering for classes in 15 minutes a lot more pleasurable. It might make up for classes I can't get into. Sigh.
I was at Wal-mart (buying the Josh Turner cd and granola bars--see, I eat a healthy breakfast, at least) and I think I've figured out what I'm going to get all my family for Christmas. My mom wants the book that Alan Jackson's wife (Denise) wrote. My dad has read every John Grisham book, and I saw a new one today. Yay! He's always the hardest person to shop for. I may or may not get my brother and sister "The Dangerous Book for Boys" and "The Daring Book for Girls". I flipped through them today and they looked really good. I dunno..depends..

Ok, I'm gonna go register for next semester and work on my time managing so hopefully I won't have any more self-induced breakdowns. (Did I mention that I've stresed myself into a cold? Love that. Probably my recent eating habits are not helping.)

Melting Down

Sorry for the stress-fest it's been around here lately, but that's my life..
Just wanted to let everyone know that I am going to bomb my art test tomorrow..
I've been having a mild headache and a panic attack all evening and now they've decided to burst and there's nobody here and I'm kinda freaking out here and it would be real nice to have someone tell me it's going to be okay but my roommate and I have an uncanny knack for NOT being here when the other one needs her.
Okay, I'm sorry. I have to go pray for a miracle now..

One of those days..

The weather reflects how I feel.

Swamped. Drenched. Flooded.

But trying to be grateful. I'm grateful:

• For my snack this afternoon
• That I have a chance to recycle and (hopefully) improve the grade of the test I did real bad on. (and that this blog is not graded on grammar, cause I'm sick of grammar!)
• For the rain which we do so desperately need
• That my art presentation is over and I don't have to worry about it anymore
• That the two tests I have next week are next week and not this week
• That tonight is college night at the Chick-fil-a at the mall
• That tonight is my small group meeting with my 3 bff's
• That I finished the paper that is due tomorrow
• That Friday is Payday
• That my headache from yesterday has not come back full-blown
• That I had an umbrella today, for all the good it did..(ok..that was bordering on not-grateful)

That's all I've got for now..Hopefully tomorrow will be better?

And Breathe

I've found, over the past 24 hours, that if I try to think about everything I have to do over the next two weeks, and two months, and two years..I kinda start to Freak Out. I can't even handle the next two days. The next two minutes, that's as far as I can look.

Also, Head, I know you hurt, but we can't take a break here..You hafta keep working; I need you..So please..stay with me..

I don't see much craft time making its way into my next two months..Hate that..

But for now, it's two minutes at a time, baby.

Another sky picture, and some words

Soo..I want this book so bad I can almost taste it. And I went to Barnes and Noble today, I was going to buy it, but it cost more than I remembered, and I wimped out. Sigh..Someday. I'm not that good at sewing right now. I think I will get better once I have more practice. I mean, I've sewed for forever, but I don't think I've been doing it the Right way. I really want my own sewing machine. My mom's is older than I am, and there's really nothing wrong with it, except that it hates me.

No, really, it does. For example, I can never, ever get the bobbin to work right. Can't wind it, can't thread it. Never. I am nineteen years old, I have tried to do this umpteen times over the past 19 years. It never works. Then, I finally get my mom to come in there or she finally gets off work or whatever and Of Course it works the first time. No problem.

Whatev..

I went to Michael's after B&N and I was looking at the embroidery and cross-stitch stuff..they have linen cloth to embroider! It looks really nice! They have this thing that clamps onto the side of your sewing box and winds (ok, by hand, but Still!) your floss onto those little bobbin things! It only costs $1.29!! They have boxes to put your little floss bobbins in all organized by color! They have little DMC number stickers for your bobbins! Maybe I have just never really looked at all this stuff very well before, but it looked like they had some awesome stuff. I have this book on hold at the library, and it should be here Any Day Now..so forget finicky sewing machines, I'll just sew by hand, thank you very much!

Also, there are only about 6,000 people in line in front of me to get on Ravelry! (Last time I looked there were about 10,000) There are more people behind me than in front of me! Yay!

And finally, how Awesome is "Chuck's" wardrobe in "Pushing Daisies"? I want to be good at sewing so I can make all the adorable clothes she wears! I promise this is not going to turn into a "oh my gosh, pushing daisies, oh my gosh, gossip girl!" blog, this is the last time! Promise! (Ok, I don't promise, it's my blog, darn it) But man. Swoon.

Knitted Gun Cozies..nice..

Oh my gosh, I am loving "Pushing Daisies"! And it's only been on ten minutes..soo funny..
And since I finished my Educational Psychology take-home midterm, I have a "Gossip Girl" date at 9..
Wednesday night t.v. is the best..
And..fall break is this weekend! Ahh! Yay!
Okay, commercial break's over!

The Motto is "Made for the Water", right?

'Cause I had to ford a couple of rivers to get back up here. But I am definitely not complaining, I was actually more like, "Thank You Jesus!" the whole time; goodness knows we need this. Now that I'm all comfy-cozy in my sweats, I don't want to move. I think I'll read for a while..Yay Rain!

Yes Ma'am

Hello, goodbye, thank you very much.

My current study music

My current study break I cannot stop watching this; it's sooo hilarious..Seriously, you won't regret it..These boys are insane..

My current study food..oh wait, I ate at The Cheesecake Factory this afternoon; I'm never going to be hungry again..

Happy studying!

It clouds up, but it doesn't rain...We're about 2 feet below our normal rainfall for this point in the year. Droughts are not so much a good thing. Also, when is it going to be fall? Because we're still stuck in the mid-upper eighties. Like..everyday..It's a little ridiculous.

Soo..last night I watched "Pushing Daisies" on my computer on the recommendation of Alicia. Seriously, if Alicia Paulson told me to jump off a bridge, I think I'd do it. She has such good taste. (Just for the record, however, I was loving Gossip Girl while she was still on the fence.) Pushing Daisies is weird..I was like "gasp, sigh, tear, gasp, laugh, aww, gasp" the whole time. I think I should get my mom to watch it. We watch some strange tv together. She likes "Arrested Development" (because she likes Jason Bateman). I absolutely love "Ugly Betty". I haven't seen all of the first season yet, so I haven't been watching the 2nd one, but I'm probably going to ask for it for Christmas. (Can you believe it's just a couple of months away?!) A couple of weeks ago I came home for the weekend and she was watching this movie (Lifetime, maybe) about this girl who was like possessed by the devil..she kept killing people..It was seriously disturbing. I mean, I had to leave the room a few times..haha..I was like, "Mama! What are you watching?!" We also like watching LeAnn Rimes' new music video to the song "Nothing Better to Do" and trying to figure out what she's saying. And singing along with Reba and Kelly Clarkson.

Oh dear. This has become so random...I am tired, kids. Y'all have a GREAT weekend, I know I am, and I'll see ya soon.
Also, in the back of my mind, there's a new knitting project floating around..What? Knitting on a blog? How Novel! What a Unique Idea!
Okay, seriously. Time for bed.

Ants!

In my room! On my desk! Gah!
Driving me crazy..can't see where they're coming from, blend into the stupid carpet, stupid too small to squish ants..
Smiting ants left and right
with the all-powerful antibacterial wipe

ants inspire spontaneous poetry
vacuum time
where else am i supposed to eat, darn it?
and how am i supposed to sleep in here, really?