Light-Black And Decker

Typical Weekday Morning for Me 2:25 am: Alarm goes off. Jarom gets up, dressed, and leaves the bedroom within 3 minutes. 2:28 am: I am asleep again. 6:45 am: Alarm goes off. I get up. I go out into the living room where Jarom is (already home from work) sitting at his computer or watching TV. I say hi and ask how work was. I go back into the room to get dressed and ready. I go into the kitchen, eat, say bye to Jarom and go to work. This Morning Jarom gets up, gets dressed, leaves the bedroom within 3 minutes. I go back to sleep. Alarm goes off. I get up, go out to the living room where Jarom is on the computer (in a coat, he must be cold still). I say hi. He says hi. As I start heading back to get ready, I ask him how work was. 2:30 am: He tells me that it's 2:30 am. I don't understand. He tells...

Dear Snow, I hate you. Why are you snowing today? Do you know what day it is? You are killing flowers and will break tree branches. There was a time in my life when I was deprived of snow, and therefore loved and longed for it. During my childhood, an inch of snow meant no school. But now, it means wet hatefullness. You keep coming back when it is supposed to be sunny. Winter is OVER. So get over it, and go away! Signed, Me

Recently, a few months ago, I decided I wanted to see what it was like to have bangs. So I went to the hair salon and had them cut my bangs. A few months later (aka now) my bangs were getting to be too long for my liking. But I am cheap and didn't want to pay for another haircut just to have my bangs trimmed. (Before this recent getting of bangs, I would get my hair cut about once a year, or two...) So.........I decided to cut them myself! Here is the result. For a comparison, look over there at the right to see my not-banged self, now look down, see my bangs. Look Right. Look Down. Right. Down.

Today is our anniversary. Happy third anniversary to us! Or as our friend Craig would say, "Happy Star Wars Day! May the Fourth be with you!"