15 Minutes

I had a paper due yesterday.  Want to know when I wrote it?  Fifteen minutes before I had to leave for class.  It’s supposed to be 1-2 pages, I got half of one.  Think I’ll get a good grade?

I had to read 50 pages of a sacred text.  So I read Surahs 9-15 of the Qur’an.  (insert blank stare here)

I didn’t understand one ding-dangledy word of it.  Lots of ways to tick off Allah, some stories I recognized from the Hebrew Bible (a.k.a. the Old Testament), and that was about it.  I was supposed to answer the questions:

1.  What does the sacred text reveal about how people associate with their god or gods?

2.  What does the sacred text say about a spirit world or afterlife?

Umm…. yeah.  Didn’t find any answers to those questions.  So I said that.

Some credit is better than no credit, right?

Deep Pockets

I’ll just come right out and say it, I WANT YOUR MONEY.

The MOMS Club that I belong to does community service all year long.  For the past three years, our club has participated in the American Cancer Society’s Relay for Life.  It’s a 24-hour race against cancer (but everybody walks).  Sometimes I get sick of this project.  It’s a moms club and we should be serving our core audience, mothers and children.  Eventually, usually a few weeks before the big day, I start to get excited.  I don’t really care that it’s for a good cause, I care because my friends care.  We’ve all been touched by this disease.  We get to spend up to 24 hours together, learning more about eachother, and getting silly in the wee hours.

My dad had cancer.  I say “had” not because he survived, but because he died.  In 1982 most cancers were a death sentence.  I don’t know that he would have done much better today, but the big C doesn’t put the fear of God into you like it used to because of all the advances that have been made.  Advances funded by people getting together and nagging their friends and relatives for donations for this Relay.

So here it is:  My team wants to raise $2000.  I personally want to raise $725 of that.  $700 because I was seven when he passed away, and $25 because this is the 25th year since his death.

C’mon girls, make me look good!

http://www.acsevents.org/relay/ca/manteca/sally_girl

Today Is Brought To You By

“You’re A Big Boy Now” - John Sebastian

“Welcome Back (Theme from Welcome Back, Kotter” - John Sebastian

“She’s A Mystery” - Bon Jovi

“Over the Rainbow” - Chet Baker

“Falling Awake” - Gary Jules

“Jamaica Farewell” - Harry Belafonte

“Daughters” - John Mayer

“My Stupid Mouth” - John Mayer

“Waiting On the World to Change” - John Mayer

“Sunday Morning (Acoustic)” - Maroon 5

“Somewhere Over the Rainbow” - Israel K

“Come Away With Me” - Norah Jones

“What’ll I Do” - Rosemary Clooney

“Quiet” - John Mayer

What Was That, Mr. Gopher?

Somebody stop me if I’m wrong, but didn’t that little rodent not see his shadow this year?  Meaning, spring comes early?  Meaning, WHY THE HELL AM I STILL FREEZING???

This is just wrong.  We moved to California so this would never happen.  At least, not for more than a few days a year.

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In other news…

I hate those writers at Grey’s Anatomy.  HATE THEM.  No sooner have I gotten over my mental love affair with Denny Duquette, and they bring him back!  I realize it’s not permanent.  I get that.  But then, that moment with Izzie?  PURE TORTURE!!!!

I’m going to start sending them my therapy bills.

Ten On Tuesday - Ten Foods That I Hate

1. Raw onions.  Eww.
2. Wet seafood.  So crab is good.  Very dry halibut or any other kind of white seafood is good.  Salmon, eww.  Oysters, clams, mussels, BAD.
3. Anything that smacks strongly of dill.
4. Anise/licorice flavor.  BLECH!!!
5. Runny/undercooked eggs.
6. Sushi.
7. Steak that moos.
8. Insects.  Even the chocolate-covered ones.
9. Ketchup that isn’t Heinz.
10. MIRACLE WHIP.  It’s sacreligious.  Blasphemy for the tastebuds.

Absolutely Fabulous

It was 72′ today.  At 5:30 p.m.  And the sun was still up.

There are certain times of the day at certain times of the year, that I wish would last forever.  The way the light touches everything… it looks like you’re living in a film.  With colors so rich and air so sweet, you can’t help but smile through your whole soul.

Days like that.

Timber!

If a tree falls and no one is around, does it make a sound?

Oh, who cares?  The real news here is, I finally shaved my legs.  I’m pretty sure I got close to 13 weeks.  But there’s a wedding tomorrow, and even though I’m probably not going since our sitter got sick, the sun’s been shining the last few days and I can’t put capris on if the forest is up!