Sweet worrying

Does it ever go away? Even when you know things are okay and you don't have to worry anymore? Lifes funny in the way that when you should be worried your not, but then when you don't need to be, you do. Maybe it's because you didn't before and it may make you worry, just incase, or it's just your brain being odd... or maybe I'm the odd one...?
if you get what I mean... let me know.

Sweet dreaming.

A kid that I work with spaces out and 'dreams' sometimes, going off into another world. This may just sound like day-dreaming, but it's a little more advanced. He really gets his head in the game and pretty much goes into a deep sleep while sitting up, but it seems very real. I wish that I had this and could control it so that I could go to a tropical beach somewhere in the middle of the day... just spend my lunch break in Italy sipping on wine or walking on a nice warm beach. Wouldn't it be nice?

Sweet dreams and goals.

I have a long laundry list of things that I would love to do someday, travel the world, help someone in need, and become as educated as possible. So here are some things that I'd like to do:
-Climb Katahdin
-Backpack for a week or two
-Rent a camp on a lake
-See Italy, Ireland, Greece, Germany, and some place tropical and random
-Save up money to show up at the airport (bags packed for where ever) and pick some random cheap flight to somewhere and just GO!
- Have movie marathons of classics that I have NEVER seen. Such as all the James Bonds to start, Driving Mrs. Daisy, Good Will Hunting, etc.
-Visit Family that I never see
-Learn new languages
- try out pieces of religion
-yoga (full time)
-finish all the books on my bookshelves.
-Learn to play PS3 (well)
-expand my food pallet
-try many new things
-enjoy life
-help a family and/ or a person in need
-find a donation and donate (even if it's a small amount here and there)
-find time to Volunteer.
-Sell my cards
-Take a calligraphy class
-Take a card making course
-Get my masters in both Poli Sci and EDU
-Run for something (even if small)


These are a few of mine. What are some of yours? Have you completed any? I try each day in my line of work to try and change or touch at least one persons life, do you?

Sweet friends.

I went to dinner with some friends from college tonight and one so kindly likes to bring up all her drastic odd dieting. I understand that she wants to be at a healthy weight and all, but dear lord. She was fine before, she's fine now, and she's doign all the wrong things. Ladies and gents, please dont only eat a salad and a piece of chicken a day, or skip a meal because you'd like to have a cookie. It's NOT worth it. Healthy carbs give you energy for the next day and fruit gives you energy for that day through natural sugars. So eat healthy (as possible, must just EAT while a high amount of good choices) and get to working out (even if it's just a walk around the block). Keep in mind that you dont start burning excess fat until about 20 mins into your workout, so take it slow! Enjoy each bite and each step you take. Each day is a gift.
Do you have any interesting dieting stories?

Sweet kids.

As some of the Kindergardeners that I work with and I walked passed the gym the other day the kids noticed that the other class was doing cart wheels. One of the little girls decided to point out how lucky they were to be doing cartwheels on the mats. One of the little boys replied with "only girls can do cartwheels." I said "no, everyone, boy or girl, can do cartwheels." The little girl replied to my broad generalization of a point with, "except old people." Oh sweet innocent kids. They state the absolutely random obvious. Got to love them.

Sweet new car smell...

The title says it all!

Oh Sweet Car Fighting

As I sit here staring out my window at my car with hatred in my eyes, visions of car repairs, money, and bills flash in my mind. My keys dance around in my jacket pocket as they wish and hope for the next time that they car start her up, while my back account screams out 'not just yet.' The holidays are upon us and my car has decided that we must not join, in all the fun festivities that I would love to join. Although heat is a great thing to have in the winter time, an overheating car is not. The sweet sweet joy of needing money to fix it, but without it loosing money because of lack of transportation. Oh the joys of a car.

Sweet Friends

My friends from HIgh School and I were always a little different, but we still had lots of fun. They wanted to be the cool popular girls who partied with all the cool popular kids... I honestly didn't give two shits. I had my own life and I was my quiet, shy, little old self and was content with that. We got along. Did stuff together, but did our own thing as well. I went away for college. They all stayed around here. They all still care about the popular kids (most who've been working for "GOT JUNK" or something else lame and living off mom and dad in their basement since h.s.). My friends are those girls who still care and idolize them and gossip about them. Especially the drunken loser ones. EWW. Who cares?! These girls also would rather spend money on a COACH bag and be late on their bills than pay the rent on time. Honestly, I don't get it... coach bag avg about $300+... do you know how many books you could buy with that or bills you could pay? I mean money could so be spent better elsewhere.
The reason why I write this is because one of their birthdays is tomorrow. Each year I send her a card (sometimes a gift too), shoot her a text or call, AND write on her facebook wall (which I do for all of them). Our birthdays are 10 days apart. She doesn't do anything for me. Not even a facebook wall post (which is the same for all of them). Lame right? Well they want to "set aside all the drama" (which I've stayed CLEAR of) and all get together this weekend for dinner. No mention of my birthday, just hers. I honestly have no money and don't care to go. Pay day isn't until Wednesday and I voted bills over a dinner out. Bills are paid and I said I probably wont make it. Is that bad?? Am I wrong to do so? Will I regret this later? Hmmm...
Oh sweet friends... why must you be so lame.

Sweet Stupidity of Girls!

My best friend has been dating this geeky bigoted jerk who sucks at life (there is no better way of putting it). He always has some rude sarcastic remark to say. He knows how to push her friends and families buttons and uses it to his advantage, too frequently. In conclusion, he sucks and no one likes him. She hasn't been herself for sooo long. The Best Friend that I know and have been friends with since 6th grade would NEVER put up with even a fraction of this shit. She's been so depressed that she's gained A LOT of weight since they began dating. She was looking HOT after high school. She was loving life, so in shape, so alive, and so herself. It was amazing. As soon as she started dating him, she became a downer, pushed her friends away, pushing her family away, hated life more and more, became slightly races (his influence), and has gained a massive amount of weight (not to say that it's bad to be overweight, but it's an unhealthy amount very fast and due to depression bc of him).
My Point:
So about a year ago her grandparents, whom I love, were up and her grandfather was speaking with the boyfriend (we'll call Jake) about engagement rings. Jake said that he was thinking about breaking up with her bc she's gotten fat. He said "when my mom recently saw her she asked if their was something wrong with (we'll call her Hannah) Hannah, because she was a pretty little number when they started dating and now, well..." Hannah's grandfather said "you should love her no matter what and that should NOT be the reason why you break up with someone". Her grandfather tried to tell her and she wasn't listening, so she assumed her grandfather was calling her fat. She got PISSED and stopped talking to him.
Her grandfather tired e-mailing her to explain and Jake deleted it before she couldn't see it. About 3 weeks ago they broke up and then got back together. Jake called Hannah's grandfather and said that he was going to come out with the truth and be honest this time around. STILL Hannah did NOT know what had really gone on. She finally spoke with her grandfather a few days ago and he came out with everything. She apologized and then called to tell me everything. She agreed that he needed to be gone, BUT once she finally spoke with him ... she texted me: "he was honest about everything, i hate to say it but we didnt break up.. i'm sorry that i overreacted yesterday to you".
HOLLY SHIT GIRLS ARE STUPID! Seriously?!? I called and told her how I felt and I have no idea what she's going to do because he was walking through the door as we were speaking on the phone.

Is it just me who thinks that girls are stupid or am I not alone?

Sweet Wisdom Teeth Out

My boyfriend got his wisdom teeth out bright and early Friday morning. Who signs up for a 7am teeth pulling? ew. Anyways, it didn't take very long, SURPRISINGLY. While watching a video at the end of the surgery with him about aftercare and the do's and don'ts, he proceeds to see how gullible I am while he's still a little drugged up. At 21 years old he proceeds to see how much he could get away with, dirty comments, jokes, how much can I scare my girlfriend without her punching me in the face, and so on. This continues on even in the grocery store while picking up his script. They told us that it would be a 10 min wait, so he immediately asks if he can get a ride on scooter shopping cart thing, I say "yes" in hopes that it'll make things go better, BAD IDEA. He seemed okay and then he was swerving, trying to do pealouts, and Bumping me so bad that I maaay have bruises. Everyone in the store was having a good time watching and it was pretty funny, but at the same time I just had to shake my head at him. Afterward, I had time to collect my thoughts and my conclusion was this:
"What if I had gone through this with any of my past boyfriends? It would not have been fun, it would not have been funny, and it would have been a bitch. I love my boyfriend. I love that he was attempting to burnout in the old person shopping scooter. I wouldn't want it any other way."
Oh sweet wisdom teeth extraction, how you have made me realize how happy that I am. :)

Sweet Fall

This weekend I enjoyed massive amounts of Fall things. I enjoyed Shipyards Finest: Pumpkinhead, some warm Apple Cider (thanks to my lovely boyfriend) with cinnamon on top, some Apples with cinnamon, and a Pumpkin Whoopie Pie. We enjoyed a Swwwweeeet Show as well this weekend. We saw Spose in concert again at UMF. I enjoy seeing him in concert more and more as the years go by. It seems to complete my Fall and really top off my Fall weekend. Looking up Apple Crisp stuff for next weekend. mmmm. I can smell it now.

there is nothing Sweet about SWEAT!

I just did my 5 mile talk about anything and everything, normally a jog but due to heat, walk with my best friend. I noticed on the Portland Time and Temp building right before we left that it said 91 degrees and as we we're at a little over half way, it read 87 at 8:01pm. EWWW. Now, I am back in my attic room, which is 30000 degrees on a slightly warm day and have have come to the conclusion that I hate sweat, but I am drenched in the sweet old stuff. YUck!
Any solutions?

Sweet Boy.

My boyfriend and I are getting back together, slowly. At the end of his last message to me he wrote this:
"finally, i just want you to know that i still want to be with you and im more absolutely in love with you that i have ever been before. i love where this relationship is headed and theres honestly nothing more i could ask for from it. the honesty, the trust, the fun that we have, the shine in your eyes when you look at me, the spark when you hold my hand, and the joy of just laying next to you and thinking of nothing but the two of us. its all perfect to me and i wouldnt change any of it. i cant wait to see you this weekend. i mean it when i say i love you more than i ever have, and tomorrow ill love you more than today just because of who you are and how you make me feel when im with you or even think about you."

Sweet Children

At work the other day a child, we'll call him Tom, came up to me while playing:
Tom (handing me a cup full of woodchips): 'kaisha your tea'
Me: 'aww thanks you know how i like it.
Tom: "I try"

I <3 little kids