the joy of joy

thoughts as of lately:

if i am to fight for joy in the morning, i must do this intentionally. so i should probably wake up for the purpose of something other than oh-no-i-need-to-retype-ms-tax-forms or wait-wasn't-i-supposed-to-make-sample-crafts-for-c-group or the-coffee-won't-taste-as-good-if-i-don't-get-up-to-drink-it-now. (conveniently, i didn't have to retype the taxes, a sample craft can wait until after i'm actually awake, and our new & improved coffee maker allows me to make one cup at a time, all while never burning or cooking the coffee on a hot plate but keeping it toasty in a thermal carafe. and it has a permanent filter, not that it's a big deal or anything.)

that was the big thought. in addition:

feeling the babe move is wonderful.

i don't know how much i actually care for o magazine.

i'm so proud of jeremy. and i love that he makes lists on white computer paper and that sometimes i read them when he's not home.. it's like a peek into his brain.

my bird shirts will one day fit again. same with my st. charles ymca t-shirt i've been borrowing from sarah for 3 years and my mustard seed not sure i ever paid for you t-shirt.

jeremy is fork lift certified in missouri. and alaska. fun fact.

making a list is like soooo much better than keeping eight lists in my head at once. and than carrying around a bunch of cds.

i'm turning a quarter of a century soon.

one of the best parts of my day is when i realize that a chocolate bar is unsellable. and thus must be eaten by employees of the store.

it's weird that i'm not going to work there anymore.

we have mice still. one in the kitchen, another in the bathroom. might be the same mouse but i doubt it.