Crayons and other news

Tell the truth thursday! Question from Red head riter: "If you were a crayon what color would you be?"
 I would be Royal Blue. I have three reasons for this  1) I'd very much like to be rich, 2) I already have a Vibrant personality, and 3) Blue is just really pretty...

In other news:
 My significant other was laying on the floor by my desk chair and he moved his head over and bonked it on the roller leg.
 "Ow" He says.
Then my 6 year old walks in and notices he has a band aid on his arm.
"Why do you have a band aid on your arm?" She asks.
"Because I have a boo-boo."

Of course my six year old smiles and replies "You still call them Boo Boos?"
He shakes his head yes.
"Wow!"My daughter turns and walks out of the room.

In other blogs:

(Yay links)
1) Really cute story about clouds from Jules called I'll catch you a cloud

2) Ever wonder what the same book looks like somewhere else? Well Lady Tink did some amazing funny research on book covers

3) Don't forget about the Word paint blogfest tomorrow!!

And finally, Whats your color of crayon and why?
Happy writing every one!

Tell the truth Thursday

  The question from The Redhead Riter 
"What do you miss most about being young?"

I miss alot of things about being young, but I think the thing i often find myself looking back on is time: when I was young a moment seemed like forever, a half hour was longer than what it is today. I could play forever before I had to come home- even though my mom said "an hour max". That hour was good for making dolls marry each other, camping out in a friends back yard pretending the bears were out to get us, dress up, eating lunch (even though I hated mayo), a huge glass of coolaid, running to the park to play on the marry go round, then to another friends house to pet puppies.

 See look at what got accomplished in just one hour of kid time!
 Now days it takes an hour to drive across town, pick up a movie, then drive back.
an hour to vacuum the floor, through in a load of laundry, and make lunch.
At max I manage to accomplish three things, most times one or two though...yeah I miss the kid time I used to have, where everything seemed to last forever, time stretched out for miles...

I will not be available most of today to read everyones blogs, I have a DR. appt that will be putting me on sedatives, anyway I'll catch up this evening or tomorrow!

Comic Relief/ tell the truth

over at The Red head Riter the Thursday tell the truth question is: "Are you closer to your mom or dad?"


well that's a really tough question. I would have to say my mother when she was alive. She died 8yrs ago. But I write to her everyday in my personal journal just for her. I have always been able to tell her most of everything. We used to have our own little word play so my dad didn't find out what I was up to LOL. I either told her I was "with" a friend which meant I could be anywhere, or I was "at" a friends which means I was actually at the friends house.  But even now I tell her everything. My dad- well hes just fun to embarrass.I used to tell him things just to see his face turn red, now its a lot harder to get him, but I do every now and then just to remind him I'm still around :)

My dad

                                                     
You know, after a day of "mom" this and "what" that a mothers job gets really frustrating at times, and then there is that sudden comic relief that should be in every dramatic story or in this case life.
My oldest daughter aka mad scientist. (Isn't she cute- she'd yell at me for calling her cute for this hehe)

red or orange...hmmm?!?

Mad Scientist look

"Tell the truth Thursday"

Question: "What is one of the most important lessons you've learned."
from the red head riter blog click here.

  Okay- there are a lot of important lessons I have learned over the years:
--If a child says she's going to be sick, get a trash can.

--Kittens don't always know how to use a litter box, and scaring them with dogs means poo down the front of you. (my guy is great for this)

--laughing is great medicine as long as it isn't used for tummy surgery

But I think the hardest thing to learn has been for me to believe in myself. Its painful to walk into a college class with 20 other students at least six years or more younger than you. Its gut wrenching when the professor calls on you and you don't know the answer but some 19 year old pops off right quick with it.

Of course going through these tedious hardships are how lives are spent, but being able to believe I can has been a truly hard lesson, and one I am still working on for every final test I have to take to reach my goals.

Whats your truth?