Archive for May, 2007

I’m not dead yet… I’m feeling better…

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007

Okay, so I haven’t posted in a while. This is really pathetic. Unfortunately, for all the time I’ve been away… I can’t think of anything really wonderful to tell you about…

I’m on a committee to put together a list of scary books for kids. I don’t know why decided to do this. When I get home, I want to play with Jack. I don’t want to read a book… 🙂 So obviously, I’ve found myself behind in my reading. Gerr.

I also joined another committee. oops. However, I’m really really excited about this one. Its the Teen Book Festival committee. Guess what I’d get to do!? Well, actually I don’t know what exactly I’d do, but if it has to do with the teen book festival, it should be fun.

I’m trying to get pregnant…

I’m trying to crochet more. My current projects are a purse (surprise, surprise) and a doll for Jack. I’m trying to make a doll because I want to be able to show the kids in my group how to make one. I could use a pattern, but that wouldn’t be any fun.

Sam is in town, so we spent the past couple days hanging out. It was great to spend time with her. We went to Charlotte Beach. There are a lot of dirty dirty birds out there. The pigeon would be proud, I think. On the other hand, I was disgusted. The water was even worse. Bleh.

This weekend, the Kyle families are all going to Fairhaven for Memorial Day weekend. Should be fun. Hanging out with the little nieces and crocheting.

Man am I ever having writer’s block. This is terrible. Maybe writing everyday like Adrienne does (God bless her, I don’t know how she does it) would help me… or make me glad that I didn’t stick with my first career choice. Writer. Although it might be nice to write more short stories, and put them up here. I have written some short stories, but I haven’t put them out for the world to see. Maybe I’m just embarrassed.

What I need to do is stop playing tetris on my PSP, and dedicate more time to reading (scary stories), exercising (DDR) and writing.

Oh well. That’s for another day.