
Yes, that was Lucas yesterday afternoon...wanting to go out and jump on the trampoline. How delicious are those buns!? Although they look abit more like potatos but gosh...how could you not want to pinch those!!??
I really should be getting up and getting on the ball..stop stalling Amy, get up off your arse and get crackin!!
Today is go pay bills day! Official go give all of your money to the people who control your electricty, internet, water, trash pick-up Day! Yesterday was official "Talk like a pirate day" and I didn't hear one single hint of a pirate....Hmmmm, guess that one didn't go over real well.
Yesterday I did one of those things where something happens in your life and instantly you start thinking of a million different things really fast, you start making plans about the future for all of the "what if's" and I think I nearly had a panic attack, although I don't really know because I've never had an actual panic attack but lets just say I was heavy breathing..
It's funny how things happen and cause your day to get even better or go horribly the opposite direction..
I am 37 years old and I have this heavy rush feeling, like I need to be doing something apart from the daily rituals that make a life a life..things which I think after making them such rituals, they start feeling like such a waste of time. What can I do? I would love to get in the car and take off on a road trip with my Ipod and camera..that would be bliss.. I think if I didn't have music I would go nutty..a padded cell and a f ew injections of something in my arm would probably be needed. And my camera..that is my third eye..Oh how I love my camera..Oh how I wish Brenna hadn't dropped it and broke the lens...I miss my autofocus feature :(
By the way..I am not a writer so if anyone ends up reading this and thinks to themselves..."Wow, her spelling, grammer..etc..is horrible.." then...thankyou ahead of time..but I'm simply typing on here not for a grade, or an opinion but strictly to clear the mind, to vent, to piss and moan, to celebrate.
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