my world.

i wish everyone were happy.

i was asked once if i could have one super power, which would i choose? i think almost immediately i said i would want the power to make everyone happy. snap my fingers and you are happy. not ridiculously, heroin-forget-my-problems happy. just happy with who you are, where you are, who you're with. it is not that hard to be happy. it seems like people have forgotten. how do you show someone the way to happiness when there isn't a way? just BE happy.

people who don't know. me. "it's easy to say 'just be happy' when you have a good life and great kids..." blah blah. yeah right. my life is anything but easy. i am full to the brink with stress about money and raising my kids. but i do have a good life. i have friends that help if i ask. family to hang out with. a place to live (at least for now). a bed to sleep in. food to eat (sometimes). i am happy to be ALIVE! look at the leaves falling! the cold wind in your face! the rain that you avoid but secretly want to run through!

what would life be like if we all did and said the things we mean. instead of saying goodbye with a wave, tell them you love them! tell them how much they mean to you! are they special to you? tell them! you might be special to them to! to be happy you have to give! give! and you will receive! happiness! love! light!

now i sound like a freak. but its like... i've started feeling happy, being happy with my life, and now the happiness is pouring over me like a waterfall getting larger and heavier and more wonderful all the time!

religion?

if there is a "God" and "He" made us in his likeness. and if "He" loves us so much he sent us his only son to take away our sins. and if "He" created the earth, sun, moon, stars. wouldn't he want us to question everything? how can he expect us to follow each other blindly based on no facts into "heaven"? if the rapture happens, wouldn't anyone with any faith; be it in god, in earth, in hell, in nothing-ness, would they all be called upon to enter heaven's gates? the bumper stickers "in case of rapture, car will be un-manned". why would a god pour so much energy and love into creating LIFE and giving us free will, only to demand that we follow these strict rules of ONE religion, with no actual reason, no definite answer as to what following that religion will get you?

my religion is life. love and life and earth and air. beauty in fucking EVERYTHING. the cement (speak of the devil, "what if god was one of us" is now playing on the radio) poured from a truck made of metal that came - through a process - from the earth. the weeds growing on the side of the road, reaching for the sun. just like us. the weeds can't think, they have no brain, no mind, no ideas, but they still reach for the sky. grow as strong and fast and tall and proud as possible, its what they're meant to do. us. we are meant to be a part of the earth, because thats where we came from. we are here to praise the earth and each other and love and love and love.

skate around the clock

Roller Derby!?

YES!!!!!!!!

So far on board: me. amelia. kristin. jen f.

I need roller skates. hehe. And pads! I want to be ruthless.

5 people on a team. one pivot. one jammer. three blockers.

the jammer tries to race around the pack, every time she passes the other team she scores a point.

i don't think i'm fast enough to be the jammer. maybe the pivot? i'm a weakling, so maybe not a blocker, though i think that'd be the funnest one. hmm...

brain tornado

ideas.


i could work part time, taking the kids to amelia's in the morning so i get off at noon, or maybe work three days a week. how much would i be making if i worked three 8 hour days? how much would we be saving in daycare?

what if i didn't work at all? i'd have $385 for income. ehhhh no.

then of course, me switching my schedule entirely so i can stay home during the day. full time evenings/swing.

or full time but starting at 1? four hours of daycare a day?


also random thought. DEFINITE WORM BIN.

ajumble

what is one thing i can do starting tomorrow to start appreciating who i am as a person, beautiful and healthy.

spend ONE HOUR of every night doing something with the kids. no interruptions.

i love my kids.

i look like WHAT

why do people say things like "i wish i was gutsy enough to shave my head like you"? no you don't. don't lie. i don't care. i like being different than you, why would i want you to shave your head like me? why would i look down on you or differently at you because you didn't shave it? and no you do NOT want to shave your head. you are a pretty pretty princess girl. nothing wrong with it. you're pretty, you always were, you always will be. you never wanted to shave your head, in fact, when you look at my pictures you think 'what the fuck, she looks like a boy'.

don't tell me you like the way i look when i know you don't. i don't CARE if you don't like it. just be honest. i will smile and appreciate that you told the truth for once. my style is just that. mine. i do it for myself. you don't need to like it in order to be my friend.

family?

communal living?

guineafowl
tv
garden
cooking
cleaning
children
schooling
internet
weekends
laundry
fighting
bedtimes
guests
intention?
toys
money
goat
roxy
george?
food





why aren't we already doing this?