Doodledash

and I finally have acknowledged the fact that though I want to do a Christmas letter in thought. In reality, I don't want to do it. I thought I did but every time I sit down to do it, I clearly don't want to do it. So I am not going to do it. Enough said. We celebrated Christmas with my mother in law on Sunday and she gave me an absolutely fabulous gift, a box of 40 individual flavors of jelly belly. I love it because I can eat a few and have the pleasure of the taste. Nummy. My favorite flavor is juicy pear which I had two of and a yellow one and to my horror a licorice one. I had to spit the whole thing out. Ruined my taste buds for a long time. I hate licorice. We are supposed to get a lot of snow on Christmas Eve and Christmas. I hope we don't have to postpone our celebration. That would be a first and a big disappointment to my family. I finally tasted a cappuchino right now jelly belly that is. I don't drink coffee and tasted it out of curiosity. Not my favo...

hindsight ( ) n. Perception of the significance and nature of events after they have occurred.  I still have not written my Christmas letter because I needed to review and decide what to write. I just finished reading my blog entries for this year. I figured that I would have written about the highlights and wanted to make sure that I didn't miss anything. I titled this hindsight because it has quickly become apparent to me what the significant events of the year have pushed me to do. My friend Jone's death was the key event of the year. I promised myself that I would make some changes and no longer put off important things anymore. I can see the effect that decision has had on my life.  I joined Weight Watchers which changed me in ways I never imagined.  I have lost 22 pounds so far, I have learned to change the way I think about  myself. I like who I am. I am proud of myself for changing.  I have learned that I can make mistakes and not be a failu...

for the first time in my life I am going to write a Christmas letter. I read an article on how not to write a Christmas letter and loved it. It inspired me to do one because her suggestions were right up my alley. I read one of the most boring ones ever this year and I decided that mine will never stoop to that level of snooziness. I kept thinking of the monotone that Ben Stein uses in Ferris Bueller's Day Off...Bueller, Bueller...no way does this chickadee do that to anyone. Well off to the composition and may it come off well. Later gator.

The weather outside is quiet at the moment. It is cold and crispy out though. It snowed and it is now a winter wonderland outside my door. Tomorrow morning I will have to face it for the first time in two days. I have been home with Amy for past two days since she didn't feel well. Good time to be missing school at least with snow and cold and wind. I have had ginormous struggles the past few days. I want to just crawl into a hole and hibernate for the winter. I am facing things a step at a time but it is taking everything I got plus more to deal with it. I am not even sure what it entails but I will discover it. I have been definitely avoiding thinking about by having a song/songs play continuously in my brain so I can't think about it. It doesn't work. When the song stops, the thoughts keep right on going. I know it is vague but right now I am vague. I intend to do some serious thinking when I finish this. So off to bed and may you have a good day tomorrow.