Well, we have just over one week left to turn in poems. How is everybody's coming? I have received two so far and they are both pretty good. I have yet to hear from any of the girls though. It is kind of a limitting topic for a poem, but remember, the THEME has to be "I used to would have never" that means you don't HAVE to use that line in the poem but you are more than welcome to because it really is poetic. Both of the ones submitted include it in there. Anyways, good luck, email em to me OH and EVERYONE is invited, that includes in-laws so I'm hoping the non-palmer blooded folk will voice too.
This week has been a good week. My knees have been hurting for about 5 or 6 weeks now because of volleyball, but it's a good pain, feel the burn. And, I think I've had fun this week. *shrugs* I dunno. I keep track of my mood and how much sleep I get etc. I actually average 6.9 hours of sleep a night, though most is on the weekends. But for the last 2 weeks I've only had one or two down days. That's a stark improvement. I've also been trying to get to bed before midnight and this week I've also been trying to be off the computer by midnight. We'll see how that goes. When it's late is the only time it's cool enough in here to use the computer it seems like. We have our thermistat set at 85 I think to keep the coils from freezing. It works, but makes it really warm to try to sleep. Luckily it gets cold enough at night to open a window.
Anyways, yes, definitely get your poems submitted by next Friday and it should be good times. Also, I'm planning on going fishing sometime this weekend, probably either up at brighton's silver lake or out at settlement resevoir... if anyone would like to go with me or has a suggestion for a better place they'd like to go, let me know. Peace out.
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I'd write a poem, but I can't figure out all the nuances of I used to would have never. Like what does it even mean?
I think it might mean what do you do now that at one time you thought you would never do - like eat fried beetles or change poopy diapers or something. I don't know - I've got some ideas but haven't got it on paper yet - we still have til the last minute though - don't we?
Now it makes sense. I feel like a dork. So like, I used to think I'd raise boy, but would have never thought I'd have a house full of girls?
And loved each and every one of them, right, James? *hug*
yeah, stuff like that. Like, I used to would have never called my home teaching families but I did today.
Congratulations! Do you want to call my Visiting Teaching Families? I'll send you the numbers. Anytime after 4:00 works for me!
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