I am very glad to have a husband who can tinker on cars and perhaps save us hundreds of dollars by doing the labor himself.
I really hope this car gets fixed so I can drive it again to EC and avoid major gas bills, as well as avoid a trip to the mechanic.
I do not want to go to my guitar lesson today. My fingertips are killing me with new callouses. I don't mind them normally, but my hands are extra sensitive for some reason right now. I know, wahh wahh.
I like HT Express Lane.
I no longer fear that something might happen to me or the kids while I'm on tour in April for a week with my students. However, I do have concerns about how I'm going to afford it.
I wish the economy would turn around rapidly.
I like my job.
I'm overwhelmed with deadlines and responsibilities these days at work and at ECU.
I have to decide my final project topic ASAP and get my committee together ASAP.
I can't wait for summer.
I wish Buster would stop peeing in the house. I really am going to kill that dog one day. Sneaky little stinker head.
I can't believe I have spring break in a week and a half. I have a TON of catching up to do--and time to do it.
I have an enormous zit on my forehead and it hurts every time I smile or wrinkle my head in concentration. Gross.
Lily no longer screams when she potties--praise the LORD!
I sincerely hope that this was a fluke and not a problem because of her 2-vessel cord.
Lily still rocks her patch and will until at least April.
I wonder if Lily will need eye surgery?
Someone said they heard something about snow again on Monday. Even I'm over it at this point. And I love, love, love snow.
Evan, Dave B., and I had a conversation about eating placentas yesterday. Gross. Then Mike wrote a song about it. Foul.
I want my students to learn theory--and appreciate it.
I am feeling ok.