That might be me. Out of all the Nina Grays I am the Nina Gray-iest.
I'm watching "A Charlie Brown Christmas." I've already watched the Halloween and the Thanksgiving ones. I think "A Charlie Brown Christmas" is my favorite. Oh my.
My goal for this week is to try to get tickets to a Martha Stewart Show taping and to find some craft shops to spur my creativity.
Oh My...Connor is my Snoopy! I miss Con Con Bon Bon. Apparently he has not been a good boy everyday. Little Teense. I can't wait to be there with him. Yesterday I was day dreaming about being back in GA and me and Teense walking around a neighborhood or the Kennesaw Battlefields. He loves to run around my Mema's yard. I am looking forward to so many things. I just need to find a way to be level here until I leave. Maybe little field trips will make me feel better, like my little projects to find tickets and craft shops and research sewing machines and maybe finding teaching books and rubber stamps. I also need to do a little Christmas shopping...buying things for other people always makes me feel better.
The Christmas decorations are going up in the store already. I can't help but feel a little sad at Christmas. I think that is why I like the Charlie Brown Christmas. I love when they decorate that little tree. Linus wraps it in the blanket and they decorate with Snoopy's decorations. I want a wee tree.
I think a lot about life lessons. I try to figure out if maybe the reason I am here in this horrible place is to learn some grand lesson that I won't truly understand until later. Most life lessons are like that. You can't see the point in the dust storm, only when you are out of it. I must say that there is starting to be a silver lining in this dark cloud known as the MSM days.
There are things I am grateful for about coming here though. I know more about what I want and what I don't want. I am learning to put myself first and take care of myself. I am learning that. I guess that what lifetimes are for.
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