I have noticed as I have been on the computer at night that there a ton of tiny flying bugs in my house. I have killed at least three tonight, but that doesn't even begin to compare to some nights. They like to land on my screen and I squish them because I don't like it when they take off and fly in my face. It is nasty.
My dad has the same problem in the office (I am in the front room). His solution is to jump up and start clapping and banging the walls. The first time he did this I was a little confused. It was all quiet and then then he started clapping. I walked by the office and there he was turning around and clapping at bugs. I should have gotten a video.
I have a love affair with kettle corn. I stood for an hour in the rain waiting for it. I was soaked by the time I got to the front of the line. It was so worth it. I wish I had more.
Here I am, up late again, and I am actually tired and want to go to sleep. I just wanted to take moment and say that it is difficult to type when you are laying on your stomach. Your arms don't have the movement that they would if you were sitting up. Yet this is how I am comfortable at the moment.
I am excited for tomorrow though. I get to leave the house. I have been inside all week and without a vehicle of my own, I can't go anywhere without asking first. I really need a job so I can get a car. Mom and I are making meal plans so we can go to the store. We are going to try healthy food, which I am chill with because we always tweak it to make it taste good.
I am worried about my stomach. I have felt like something is scraping my insides for the past couple of days. I haven't ever felt like this. I would tell my mom but she would freak out and I don't have any insurance so it doesn't matter anyway.
I just have to finish three more parts and then I will be done with a question and then I will go to sleep. I might work on my two other questions, it depends on how I am feeling in a few. I might be too tired to do anything.
I should be in bed, but my computer hasn't finished its virus check yet and it hasn't had one for a long time. I have this time, so I thought I would put links to other people's blog on my page so I wouldn't have to keep looking on facebook for all of them. I never realized how many of my friends have blogs. I was surprised. So here comes my question: does it make me a bad friend to not give out my blog address and read theirs. It is an interesting question. If I ever leave a comment on their post they would have my blog address, but then I can always be anonymous. It is something to ponder.
My nephew likes me! He still doesn't want to be alone with me, but he doesn't run away or ignore me. He just said my name, which almost brought tears to my eyes. What joy!
I have had a few days to reflect about my move back to Arizona, and I am pensive. There are so many things that I would like to do, and there are so many options open to me. I really just want to get married and have a family. I don't really want a career, I wan t a husband and little kids to call me mom. It is what I have wanted all along. Sure my bachelors is nice and I am sure is will come in handy, but my education has always been a side goal.
Watching my parents together is an honor. I know that they love each other and I want to one day have what they have together. It just hurts sometimes. The one thing that I want is out of my reach and I don't understand why. My heart aches when I see happy couples. My worry with this yearning in my heart is that I will settle just so I can get what I want. I don't want to end up in a divorce. I see what a poor marriage can do to woman and that isn't what I want. I know that making a marriage work is hard and that being a parent is even more difficult (in fact I am petrified at the thought of raising children).
I am hesitant to write all of my feelings down like this because I know that some will be able to read this, and they might interpret my musings as desperate, but that isn't the case. I am sure I could find someone to marry me just because, but I have no desire to have a relationship like that. Settling doesn't get me where my parents are, or where my Grandma and Grandpa Burrell are, and where Jason and Velika are.
So my mom has two humming bird feeders out front which she has to refill on a daily basis, if not more frequently. The cause of this is because my mom's humming bird food is really good. No one else we know (there are quite a few people around here that have humming bird feeders) have to fill their feeders up so often.
of pictures, but it is hard holding a camera steady when humming birds are flying at you (they are incredibly territorial) and with lightning striking pretty close.
(10 total, 6 on one, 4 on the other) and there will be bird waiting "in line". It is really funny to see when a bird gets too close while waiting and they get chased away. They are silly little birds and I enjoy watching them.