I am this grrl

(to go with the nice guy post from June 9th)

I'm the girl who will put her head on your shoulder, not because I'm sleepy, but because I want to be closer to you...

I'm the girl who likes to be kissed in the rain, more than in an expensive resturant...

I'm the girl who says, "Okay, but you owe me..." jokingly. Not because I actually want something, but because it means I get to spend more time with you and I care...

I'm the girl you can take absolutely anywhere and I will have fun because it means I am spending time with you...

I'm the girl who is incredibly picky, but when I find someone I like I want to spend the whole night curled up in their arms...

I'm the girl who never forgets all the sweet little things you do for me...

I'm the girl who once I let you into my heart, there's always a place there with your name on it. And even if we spend time apart, I'm the girl who never forgets you..

I'm the girl who loves to end a hug with a kiss..

I'm the girl who you can talk to about anything..

I'm the girl who laughs at your jokes...

I'm the girl who will brag about you to all of my friends...

I'm the girl who will listen to you talk...

I'm the girl who loves it when you hug me for no apparent reason...

I'm the girl who loves it when you hug me from behind or kiss me on the cheek...

I'm the girl who loves the feeling when you take me by the hand without saying a word...

I'm the girl who loves you for you, and doesn't care what other people say about us...
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Another bulletin from myspace...



That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

To all the nice guys left

To every guy that's said, "Sex can wait."
To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful."
To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town (or across the state) to see her.
To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick.
To every guy who has given her flowers just because.
To every guy that said he would die for her.
To every guy that really would.
To every guy that did what she wanted to do.
To every guy that cried in front of her.
To every guy that she cried in front of.
To every guy that holds hands with her.
To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.
To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.
To every guy who would give their jacket up for her.
To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes
To every guy that would give his seat up.
To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.
To every guy who told his secrets to her.
To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.
To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
To every guy that believed in her dreams.
To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.
To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.
To every guy that walked her to her car.
To every guy that wasn't just trying to get laid.
To every guy that gave his heart.
To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her.

...This is for you...

Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore... And because of this, there are not many left out there...
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I appreciate a nice guy.

I got this from a MySpace bulletin. Instead of passing it on to the 170 + friends I have there, I thought I'd post it here for all to enjoy.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

"All the President's Men"? or more studying? Hmmmm

Thing is, I've seen "All the President's Men" a few times. It's a good movie, and it'd be great if we had actually gotten to that point in history in my US History class this semester. But, we didn't. Besides, you know how it ends: Woodward and Bernstein risk life, limb, and career to figure out the Watergate break in, and that knowledge leads to Nixon's resignation in August of 1974.

But if I have to look at my notes for the two classes I have finals in on Monday one more second, I think I may scream.

I'll be glad to get the English Comp project from hell out of the way. I think all the grey hair I've discovered lately is tied into my worrying about it. Geez, do I have a lot of it!

I think my resolve not to dye it is starting to crumble.
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Last night, I felt like a complete idiot. I'm not at liberty to say why I felt that way, but I did. It's a trust thing.

You'd think I'd have learned something about that by now. But, noooooooooooooooo!
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I'm waiting for Daniel to make up his mind and come over here to pick me up. Both he and Jeff have to work tomorrow, so I'll be spending Mother's Day with my mom, and possibly with my two younger sons. I don't know what's planned for tomorrow. I'm always the last one to know anything in this family.
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When I moved here in 2002, my sister and brother in law had four dogs. Their Jack Russell terrier was hit by a car; then, Buffy got really sick and had to be put to sleep. Just recently, their husky, Nicky, had to be put down as well, mostly from old age (he was like 14 years old!). Now the only one left is Betsy, the border collie, and she's moping around because she misses Nicky. Tori and Dean don't know if they're going to get any more animals in the event that Betsy goes on to her great reward (she's still pretty healthy, but she's no puppy, either).

I'd like to have a cat, but the $200 non refundable pet deposit the apartment complex requires is keeping me from it. Right now, I'm just trying to take care of me. I don't know if I can take care of a cat, too. But, having a purring and playful ball of fluff is comforting.

There'll be plenty of time for that, I guess.
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I hope all you moms, grandmas, stepmoms, adoptive moms and foster moms have a wonderful Mother's Day!



That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Saturday kitchen flooding update

The property manager came over at 2am (!!) with someone who had a high powered wet vac and soaked up the water from the kitchen and the rug just outside the kitchen. They tore the padding out from under the rug down to the concrete and did the job.

I'll need a new padding under there, because walking on the rug without it is going to do a number on my back.

Before they left, there was a solution sprayed in the rug to keep it from smelling and to (hopefully) retard the growth of mold.

That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Drama on a Saturday Night

I saw the Del City fire department drive up late Saturday night, so I went outside to see what was up.

The gal who lives in the apartment next door had a fire in her kitchen. All of the apartments here have sprinklers, and they went off. She had been cooking and her baby started crying and distracted her, and the next thing she knew, the pan was on fire.

She was outside sitting on the curb holding the baby (who slept thru the whole thing). She doesn't have a phone, so I offered to call her husband but she didn't know how to reach him. She tried a couple of different numbers with no results. The fire captain offered to have her and her baby to sit in one of the fire trucks to get out of the cold.

(all three) Fire trucks at night

When I looked into her apartment, I realized that her kitchen and mine shared a common wall. I went inside and my kitchen floor has a good quarter inch of water on it, and the rug just outside the kitchen is soaked.

Wet rug (left); Water on kitchen floor (right).

The property manager was out and he said that they're trying to get someone to clean up the water in both apartments. The water on the kitchen floor will probably be dry by morning. It's the water in the rug that concerns me. Mold could grow under there. That would not be a good thing.

There will be more to this, I'm sure. Stay tuned.

That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger

I got an email this morning from an email address I thought I'd never see again

But why after more than six months?

I've moved on from there. I can't dwell on the past. I take what I learned there and use it to improve my future.

That's the only way to live. Sometimes, it's hard, but living life isn't supposed to be easy.

I'm a survivor.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--