Unclehood!

Well I'm an Uncle again, 10 times over to be exact. The Hampshire Family grows once again.

Oh, his name is Michael. Good job Sis.

Furry Tractor

Well, it wasn't a furry tractor, but it was a remote controlled steam roller, and I drove it today at work. I can now say, my life is basically complete. Now all I have to do is drive a Zamboni.

Count those Blessings!

I don't know why, but I often forget how much I really have. I think everyone does this at some point in their lives, but I'm sure I do it more than enough. I guess I just want to say thank you to all of you, friends, family, even that guy who stopped his car so I could cross the street yesterday. I don't think anyone really knows how much they have, because the more I look, the more I find. I know I don't deserve all that I have or many of my friends, and being here has made me see how blessed I really am.
I have the best friends in the whole world. They're always there for me, even when I just want to complain or ask stupid questions. I love my family, even though I may not act like it all the time. I love being with them, especially now that we're all grown up and not teenagers and elementary kids.
So thank you all, it's nice to be able to step back and count those blessings, because there are many. I don't know what kind of a person I'd be today without all of you.

"The Boot"

I think Chris Farley said it best with, "Whoa, that was close..."
Last night I barely avoided a nice $50 fine, and wow, it was close.
So I was just having a good time at my friend's apartment, and about the time I was going to leave they happened to mention, "Oh you better go, they start booting cars at 1:30." {Not the most pleasant thing to hear at 1:31 AM}

So there I was running down the stairs to the street when I see a Jeep Liberty parked right to the side of where my car should be. Crap. Mind you that it was about this time when I was saying, "Fetch, Fetch, Fetch, Fetch, Fetch, Fetch,Fetch, Fetch...." while en route to my car.
I literally jump over the hood of the jeep to see this guy squatting in front of my back tire holding something resembling a giant orange claw. I did the only thing that I could think of: I defiantly jammed my key into my door and opened it. This took a little concentration on my part, so I didn't notice right away that he got up and was getting back in his car.

The rest continues as follows:
Me: "Uhhh did you boot me or am I ok?"
-He looks at both of my tires-
Boot Guy: "Looks like your good."

Oh the feeling of relief, I sang the entire way home. Thank you Mr. Boot Guy!

Just not me

No matter how true that is, in my case, I never will.

How?

I can't believe I did it, for the second time in my whole life. I don't even know how I was dumb enough to lock my keys in my car without even realizing it, boy I'm a winner. So today is Thursday, and they're still there from Monday! It took us this long to find the Spare at home, now it's a matter of getting it to me.
How did I forget? I know I was and still am thinking of a lot of things right now, but I never do this! I always make sure I have my keys, always. I just need to clear my head I guess.
If I had had my "What to do in the Case of an Emergency" book, I could have opened it with a coat hanger, which would have been the easy fix, but who takes the easy way out of any situation anyway?
Laugh it up, all of you, because before you know it, I'll be back on the road, not that I drive anywhere anymore...
Oh and before I forget, I miss you.

The Double

I thought there was some law against going on a double date with a newlywed couple? Isn't that unethical to a point, I mean, they're married, and you're not. It's like trying to sail across the ocean in a ship made of steak. Ok, well that wasn't the best comparison, but still you get the idea. Not to say that I'm not excited for this weekend, but I guess I better prepare myself to fight the gag reflex the entire night. PDA, someone should make a law against it, unless it's you doing it, then you don't mind so much.

Dentists

I hate the Dentist, no matter how much I brush, I always have a cavity. I swear he puts them there just to throw me off. Bill sure does understand.

Shmalentines Day

What's so great about this Valentines Day? Basically the only people the profit from it are: Married/Dating Couples, candy producers, and flowershops. Too bad I'm not any of those. I do like Conversation Hearts though, but only the tart ones, I hate the chalky ones. Why are hearts represented the way they are? If you ask me they should look more like this one:
I guess some questions are never meant to be answered, too bad. But one thing's for sure, I've got one more lonely Valentines Day behind me. Woo! Maybe I'll be more lucky next year.

Another day's work

Yes, that is LaVell Edwards Stadium, or what's left of it anyway. Considering it's a little hush-hush, not too many people know that the university is putting in a new field and upgrading the communication and electrical lines that run underneath it. Hence the reason I'm there. It's hard work let me tell ya, today we stood around and watched our supervisors talk about plans for 2 hours. Nothing like another day at the "office."

Waiting...

Why does one have to wait, it's such a problem sometimes. I can't really comprehend how we make things seem so long when we want something to happen, and yet the opposite when we don't. I just wish patience wasn't one of those things that we had to develop, even if it's good for you. Most of the time I feel like I'm pretty patient, but everyone has their moments. What I do know for sure is that time seriously flies when you're having fun...

Sick...

I hate being sick. It's not fun. But then again, who does enjoy being sick? It's not something that people go and aspire to do, unless you don't want to go to work.
I haven't been sick for over 2 years, and I think I took it for granted how wonderful it is not to feel under the weather. I knew it would be coming when I realized that my roommate Geoff came down with a nasty cold. All I could do was take a ton of vitamins and hope that it wouldn't hit. But it did.
So I went through the stages, scratchy throat, congestion, phlegm, and now I'm just at the classic cough. These little guys have been my best friends since Friday. I hated cough drops as a kid, but now they aren't so bad. Thanks to all those forwarding cough drop technology!
I would think that I'd be better by now, but the late nights and college stress probably aren't helping the healing process. Oh well, like I always say: "I can sleep when I'm dead."