Okay, for some reason Blogger would not let me sign in under "Old Blogger". Just a few moments before I'd signed Jordan in to check her comments (ya'll need to comment on hers by the way) and it worked just fine. But when I go to sign mine in it tells me I have to sign up to switch all my stuff over to some google related blog system or whatever. I'm mad. I tried to find my way around it but it simply would not let me log in. So I had no choice. I had to. I did not want to change it. Agh. Now I have to learn how this stupid thing works. And to make matters worse I now have to type in my email address to log in, which is even longer than my original login name! Grrrrr! Curse you Blogger system!
On another note, I am now officially employed with the State of Louisiana. I'm going to be working in the Dept. of Revenue doing "batching".. In other words, sorting tax forms and putting them into the right place to be processed. There are over 100 different types of tax forms. I have to know them all. Not right away but.. I don't like not knowing what I'm doing. It's somewhat of a confidence zapper. But that's okay. I'll get the hang of it pretty quick I'm sure. I'm excited to have a job where I wanted one.
Okay, I'd never even heard of Nick Cannon before ((sheltered)). Which, to all you youth blog-readers out there (Hannah that means you!), means that you should not go looking him up on the internet thinking he's this great anti-abortion Christian rapper. He's not. This is just a random good song he did. I found it on www.TheRebelution.com on the blog. It's run by Josh Harris' younger twin brothers and they've got some pretty good stuff to say. They were doing a series on pro-life stuff or something.
Here's the lyrics to the song for those of you who have a hard time understanding the language of this generation.
Can I Live?
I’m talking, mom, I know the situation is personal
But it’s something that has to be told
As I was making this beat
You was all I could think about
You heard my voice
Just think, just think…
What if you could just, just blink yourself away?
Just, just wait, just pause for a second
Let me plead my case
It’s the late seventies, you seventeen
And having me, that will ruin everything
It’s a lot of angels waiting on their wings
You see me in your sleep, so you can’t kill your dreams
Three hundred dollars, that’s the price of living?
Mommy, I don’t like this clinic
Hopefully you’ll make the right decision
And don’t go though with the knife decision
But it’s hard to make the right move when you in high school
Now you gotta work all day and take night school
Hopping on the bus and the rain is pouring
What you want, morning sickness or the sickness of mourning?
Can I live?
I’ll always be a part of you
Trust your soul, know it’s always true
If I could talk I’d say to you
Can I live?
Can I live?
I’ll always be a part of you
Trust your soul, know it’s always true
If I could talk I’d say to you
Can I live?
Can I live?
I’m a child of the King, ain’t no need to go fear me
And I see the flowing tears, so I know that you hear me
When I move in your womb that’s me being scary
‘Cuz who knows what my future holds?
The truth be told you ain’t told a soul
You ain’t even showing, I’m just two months old
Through your clothes try to hide me, deny me
Went up three sizes
Your pride got you lying, saying ain’t nothing but a migraine
It ain’t surprising you not trying to be in WIC food lines
Your friends look at you funny, but look at you mommy
That’s a life inside, take a look at your tummy
What is becoming, Ma? I’m Oprah bound
You can tell he’s a star from the ultrasound
Our spirits connected, doors open now,
Nothing but love and respect, thanks for holding it down
She let me live
I’ll always be a part of you
Trust your soul, know it’s always true
If I could talk I’d say to you
Can I live?
Can I live?
I’ll always be a part of you
Trust your soul, know it’s always true
If I could talk I’d say to you
Can I live?
Can I live?
It’s uplifing for real, y’all
I ain’t passing no judgement
Ain’t making no decisions
I’m just telling y’all my story
I love life, I love my mother for giving me life
We all need to appreciate life
And a strong woman who had to make a sacrifice
Thanks for listening…
Thanks for listening…
Momma, thanks for listening
Taking Care of the Ladies
YES!! Are you guys paying attention? Take a good lesson from this 4 year old. I love this kid!! My dad needs to see this. He still isn't convinced that taking out the trash is a guys' job. Along with mowing the lawn. I'm glad to say that I know how to do it and that I'm not helpless but I still like to have a guy around to do that kinda stuff.
I love the "shoot the bad animals".. like big ferocious teddy bears!!!
I just thought I would tell you all that Jordan is very believably the most ticklish person in the world. And it's such a delight to tickle her because she laughs so hard! She asked me to put shea butter on her feet for her a few minutes ago. This would be something that most people would relax and enjoy. Not Jordan. The second I put my hands on her foot she started to laugh uncontrollably. When I went to do her toes she said "NO! Not between my toes! I think I might die!!" It's rather amusing.
She used to have tickle fights with my dad until she was literally hanging off the edge of their very high bed, trying not to fall too hard, and screaming hysterically for someone to rescue her. When they try this in the back of the car.. is when they go too far!
After many discouraging attempts at meals that please every member of my family, I have finally done it! I love it when I can get this much done. I got the house cleaned, my chores finished.. my room is still a wreck but that gives me something to do tomorrow. I made a Cheesy Chicken and Rice casserole - mexican style, with brown rice at Poppies insistence. It actually turned out really well. You couldn't even tell it was brown rice(It didn't look as good as the picture, but it tasted as good as that looks!). Then I seared wedges of cabbage in onion powder and butter - something I saw in Better Homes and Gardens. That was the favorite. I'm really happy that something I did actually came out okay on the first try! Right now I'm waiting for the Cherry Pie to set so we can cut it and top it with fresh whipped cream. I've been looking at it in the freezer for a while now needing an excuse to bake it.
Every now and again I need a little bolster like this to make me keep trying. I want to learn to cook so bad! My parents have perfected about 20 different things and they generally don't go beyond that stuff. If we get something different it usually comes out of a box. I get so tired of the same old stuff over and over. I need variety and I like to experiment.
So the adventure continues..
A. Available or Single? Single.
B. Best friend? Jesus.
C. Cake or pie? Pie. My moms' 3 story pie. I think I might make some for Sunday.
D. Drink of choice? Ginger Ale - very, very dry. Like $6 per 12oz bottle.. mmmmm..
E. Essential item? My bible. If I have that, then lip gloss.
F. Favorite color? okay, okay.. I relent! Red. Officially.
G. Gummi bears or worms? Definately sour gummi worms, fresh from the factory so that you can stretch them out over a foot long.
H. Hometown? Good ol' Baker!
I. Indulgence? Ella Fitzgerald
J. January or February? February. It's not too cold, but you still get frost on the ground every now and again.
K. Kids and names? If the Wards have anything but girls we'll break records. I forgot my most recent favorite name. It was Scottish and it started with A.
L. Life incomplete without? The Lord, and fellowship in the light.
M. Marriage date? Far away.
N. Number of Siblings? Does this count in-laws? If not, 5. If so, 8.
O. Oranges or Apples? Oranges all the way. Apples have too much potential of being mealy. Oranges always taste good.
P. Phobias/fears? Failure, or being viewed that way.
Q. Favorite Quotation? Anything from Nemo.
R. Reason to smile? I've got the best family in the world (I mean that in an all encompassing manner)
S. Season? Fall (especially in other states, Alabama, Tennessee, and others) I love how the world becomes so colorful.
T. Tag three people: The people who would fill this out either have already done it, or are at Beta Convention. But I wouldn't mind if Bob or Sharon left a comment with it filled out.
U. Unknown fact about me: I'm vain about my lips.
V. Vegetable you hate: Tomatoes. If only because you add "es" instead of just "s". It makes no sense gramatically.
W. Worst habit? chewing on my nails if not chewing them off.
X. X-rays I’ve had: x-ray when I twisted my foot, Eco cardiogram/ultrasound when I've have tummy problems, Cat scan, and tooth x-rays.
Y. Your favorite food? potatoes
Z. Zodiac? sggitarius... I think. I don't care.
