Today I wish I was an artist - a person who could pick up those fabulous charcoal pencils or pick out a canvas of perfect size and put my thoughts and feelings into colors and shapes. Painting my nails (they're dark plum by the way - so dark, that I look like I'm flirting with my middle school skater days) and doodling during staff meetings are as close as I get.
Today I wish I was a fortune teller - a person who could read the stars or look into a crystal ball and know what my next steps are. What will I do if I lose my job? Do I go back to school, and if so, what for?
Today I wish I was able to snap my fingers and be anywhere - a person who could be with the people I love most at a moment's notice or on the slightest whim. Though all signs of magical snapping are far off, thanks to my phone I got to talk to two of my dearest friends on my prep period - perfect use of time.
Today I am a teacher - a person who gets to encourage and push teenagers who act like they do not want encouragement and who hate being pushed. It's a role I cannot imagine relinquishing without a fight.
Today I am a friend - a person who gets to catch up and hear what my favorite friends are up to - the good and the less-than-perfect. It's a privilege and a comfort.
Tomorrow, who knows what I will be? The possibilities are just waiting to be experienced.
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Today- I am not studying for my early a.m. midterm that is 40 percent of my grade and am instead searching for Mae's perfect picture to submit to Regis and Kelly's Beautiful Baby contest. It's hard to find a perfect Mae picture when every Mae picture is a perfect picture.
Tomorrow- I will wish I studied for that midterm. But when Mae wins $125,000, I will quickly forget my mediocre midterm.
This morning I am eating breakfast and being inspired by your thoughts! I love your blog and all your thoughts that go along with it!
And yes, you may absolutely say that Marshall looks like me! That's what everyone says, so last night, in an effort to prove everybody wrong, Richard posted the Look-a-Like meter, and now he feels much better. :)
Today I wish I was a dancer...every time I go to any form of dance concert, I think, I would love to be able to express myself that way. I guess I'll stick to writing, since I'm not that flexible. :)
Today I'm a mother still in her pajamas with one baby sleeping and the other talking to herself in her crib when she should be sleeping. :)
I look forward and wish for the day that our paths may cross again. I fear it will be far too long before that time comes. Thank goodness for the internet! :)
I think you would appreciate this joke. Sam thinks no one will get it, but I know you will. In fact, it's not even a joke, it's a true story. So Sam was looking through a list of classic literature and authors and said, "So, do you think that Charlotte Bronte and Emily Bronte were somehow related . . . " He pronounced it "Bront." And I looked at him and tried to figure out if he was being serious, which he was, and I said, "You mean, the Bronte sisters?"
And then this other time I was on a bus with the orchestra and one of the violist boys said, "Who on earth would want to read a book called Emily Bronte by Jane Eye-ree?"
Similar looks of shock all around--but only on the faces of the girls.
Three cheers to Jaclyn!
today you are amazing
tomorrow you will probably become more amazing if thats even plausible. love ya
I want to see what you would paint. I am trying to imagine it. Love ya girly and I posted more pictures of Mae. Miss you
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