Psych final

I brought my books so that I can study for my Psych exam tomorrow. Being that we can't go anywhere. I figured I could study while she rests. This text is going to be harder than the others because there is a lot more material to cover. I'm going to try and do my best. So off I go to study. I need to complete 100 blogs by the end of the night. I shall return

My Nephew Noah

My Christmas shopping is complete. I bought my very last gift yesterday. It's such a relief to not have the burdon of a list racing through my mind. I had to buy myself a new laptop. An expense I was not really prepared for. But school comes first and I need a computer to do my school work. Last night I wrapped all of the gifts. I love wrapping. Putting those final touches on each gift. Sometimes I think the presentation is just as good as the actual gift. My nephew is certainly going to have a fantastic Christmas. We all took an area. My sister Cathy is getting him all of his cloths and snowsuit and shoes. I was in charge of the toys this year. My sister Chrissy is having a rough year due to her husband quitting his job and taking another position for far less money. But that is another issue all together. My nephews name is Noah. He is a little honey bunny. He has the sweetest face and sweetest dispostion. I only wish he didn't have to live in a household where money was the constant conversation. I wish he could just be a kid and not have to worry about such things. Although parents think that they are talking privatly when the kids are asleep? If he's anything the way that I was. He hears every single little word in the silence of the night. Hopefully things get better for them. We can only hope.

Bronchitis

Today I had planned to bring Cheyenne to Long Beach for our little pizza party. Her Mother and Stepfather had plans today to go shopping for baby furniture with one of the Grandmothers. So I offered to watch her. Low and behold. She has bronchitis. Oh well. Schools are infested with germs. It's almost scary to think about how many germs are lurking on the door handles and desks. Yuck. Me and my sisters use to get bronchitis every single year with out fail. We would pass it down the line. I remember those days so well. The inability to breath, stuffed up nose, headache, fatigue. I am so glad that those days are over. I think because we use to get nasty infections as children that it built our immune systems up pretty well. I rarely get sick as an adult. The last time was about 3 years ago. I had pneumonia. Although I was in denial. The chest xray confirmed it. I was ordered out of work for two weeks by my doctor. But because of my workload. I only took off for two days.
Poor Chey. Hopefully she'll lay down all day and get rest. We'll have soup later. Not as good as pizza.......but what can ya do?

A letter to my God Daughter on her 12th Birthday

Dear Cheyenne~

Well little girl. It's your 12th birthday!!!! My God. I remember the day that you were born so clearly. I remember holding your tiny little body in my arms at the hospital on your very first day of life. Jan 13th 1997. That day I discovered the most beautiful creation that my eyes have even seen. Your head was perfectly round, your little hands gripped my fingers so tightly, as if you've known me for a thousand lifetimes. You smelled so sweet and your newborn skin was delicatly soft. You were truly a vision to behold. I have watched you grow up from this tiny, innocent little baby. Into a wonderful, beautiful, intelligent, sweet, affectionate little girl. Some day you will be considered a woman to all who know you. But to me Cheyenne? You'll always be that little girl who wants to hug me and sit on my lap. The one who wants me to read bedtime stories to.
I know you've been through so much in your 12 years. I know what you carry in your heart. The joys and the sorrows. I can't promise you that life will ever be easy Cheyenne. But I do promise you that I will be here for you today and always just as I have been for these past 12 years.
I love you Cheyenne.
Always,
Your God Mother
Aunt Connie

She's 7 months pregnant

My best friend just hit her seventh month of pregnancy. So far so good. Zero complications and no concerns. Thank God. It's my nature to silently worry while I say, "Everything will be alright". Deep down inside I always have the, "What if's". It's like my life pretty much lacks complications. Of course no life is perfect and there is always room for improvement. But some things are not in my control. Sometimes I get scared. I am afraid that something will happen to someone that I love and I won't be able to stop it from happening. Maybe that's the control freak inside of me. I have to always be on top of things and maintain some form of control. When something comes up that is not in my control? I worry on the inside but appear calm, cool, and collective. I wonder if those who know me so well will ever discover this part of me? Or if I will be able to hide this forever. haha

A Million Reasons to Smile

How much luckier could I be? I have a family who loves me to pieces, friends who would lay down their lives for me. A mind to think with. A heart to feel with. All of my limbs and organs function normally. I am with out health concerns. I have a job. I have transportation. I lack nothing.
When I see how much people are lacking. I have to sit back and thank God that I have been blessed with all of life's necessities. Of course there are times that I wish I could have this or that. But overall. It's a pretty damn good life.

My Favorite Class

If only all of my professors were like Professor Kinsley. How great would that be? I sure wish she taught Algebra. ha-ha. I feel very lucky that I have had the opportunity to take this class and with this professor. Her personality and character made it exciting, funny, challenging, thoughtful and not the least bit exhausting. She is as honest as a person could be and brought that out in most of us. I am truly going to miss this class. It's the only class I didn't mind getting up to go to. Even though it was on a Sunday morning that ate up most of the afternoon. I never felt pressed for time to complete my assignments because they were a pleasure and not something to dread. Oh well, hopefully with an luck i'll have more Professors who possess charisma, intelligence, heart and a fantastic sense of humor.