The Life and Times of a Part Time Dreamer....

Missing someone. Now, why would something like that happen to any of us? Come to think of it, do we really miss them, or just their presence?Perhaps we miss only what they did for us? But this is not he point my friends. We miss them. Whether it's their affect, the love we have for them, or just that they were a warm body to sit next to, we still hold an aching space for them when they are absent. No one has died, no one has moved away, and those who are going soon have yet to leave. But I have discovered that my missing loved ones in my life is not wrong. I't not against some moral code that sports the words "Missing anyone for longer than a little while is unnecessary and a waste of time. It makes you a weak and miserable person to be around." My emotions are perfectly valid. Feeling a loss when someone I care for is removed from my immediate life is normal and natural. Too often when I confess my loss I am bombarded with attempts to bury the feelings, ma...

we cooked and baked poked each other with cooking utensils  Gave out many a free hug! There's just something about that shirt that makes me irresistible. We prepared to commit much craziness! we look good in yellow! Fear us! The fearsome pee pirates!!! BEST KICKBALL TEAM EVER! Somehow we managed to make it through that crazy semester with so many memories and a crazy concentrated amount of learning and growing.  This next one promises to be even more fun!

This is all the fun awesomeness that happened last semester! life was great and now we are moving onward and upward to a new semester of beautiful fun!

 I felt like such a kindergartner as me and my roomies prepared for our first morning of running around campus. We packed our backpacks, lunches, and complimented each other on our outfits picked especially for this morning. We made sure to take a picture as we got ready to leave just like our mommies used to every time we walked out the door to catch the stinky bus in our Elementary days.  I felt like I was in an extra large high school where my classes are incredibly far apart. I became a figurative piece of toast as each of my professors slathered what i felt was too much intellectual butter on me. I cam home feeling swamped and in a bad need of a shower. After the initial shock had worn off of the fact that I had a mountain of paperwork to do before morning not to mention I needed to attend several other events other than my essential classes, I made it a point to dig my self out of one hole by unpacking. This first week has b...

Having newly acquired five of the most fun roommates on this planet I felt that our little group needed to be mentioned. I don't think I could have chosen a better group of fun loving girls who would come up with the most amazing ideas and crazy fun adventures as these guys do. It's only been two days we have already begun to make our tiny apartment the incredibly awesome home it was meant to be. Sharing cupboard space and baking brownies is just the beginning of the fun that awaits all of us this year as we embark on our school escapade. The anticipation is fantastic. Sitting with three of my roomies and chatting over boys, books, and things that have left impressions on our lives was not only the most epic bonding session ever, but also a wonderful moment of realization that these girls are some of the most incredible people I will ever have the privilege of knowing. Sharing and adding to their adventures will be a highlight of my life and I can't wait to get started...

Up to my eyeballs in boxes...... wait I've heard this one before. Haven't I had the same thing to say about this time of year for the last three years? Guess that makes it kind of a tradition right? I'm supposed to be used to this and enjoy it right? How about not! But what can you do? At least I'm moving somewhere I really want to be this time around, but that still doesn't sooth the inner loathing I have for tape, boxes, and box cuts. I haven't done my hair in days and I've become unnerved with the fact that all my reading material is out of reach. This particular combination has left me with nothing but a crazed urge to get anything and everything moved and unpacked ASAP just so I can get my life back in it's un-alphabetized, cluttered, and familiar order. Yet I am to wait longer still!! Not only must I come to grips with the fact that I am now to be living with new surroundings, these surroundings will not be  among family. I will be wedging my...

You want to know something I really miss? I miss dressing up in a too huge dress with miss matched hat and shoes, gathering all my stuffed animals, and pulling out my tiny porcelain tea set to play tea party. It's been a long time since I've host one of these extravaganzas and I really miss it. I don't even own my tiny tea set anymore. Isn't it interesting how we don't miss things til they are gone? I had a squirrel toy that was full of plastic beans, who's whiskers I could pull to make them shorted on one side and longer on the other. He was one of my favorites and loads of fun to throw high into the air and catch. I honestly have no idea what happened to him. I like to think that he became "real" like the velveteen rabbit. Maybe he's the squirrel that has been stealing our dogs food and chewing holes in our trash can. In which case I have to sorrow for the loss of my toy, and no pity for it when my sister decides to soak it with her sup...