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Hey guys, I haven’t seen you in a while. Anyway, let’s get rolling. So, I’m going to talk about mistakes. Now, there are big mistake like accidentally blowing up the whole world, there little mistakes like making a typo, and then there’s about five thousand other different kinds in between. Now, in my life the most annoying and embarrassing are the kind where you try to do something cool or funny and you end up messing something up. For instance, in P.E. a while back they taught us how to play volleyball. We were all sitting and one guy was standing. The coach bumps the ball as a demonstration and the ball goes near the guy who’s standing. So, the guy who’s standing picks up the ball and while trying to cool and awesome, he bumps the ball to the coach. To bad that the ball goes nowhere near the coach and hit’s someone in the head and we all start yelling at him. Try not to feel pity for the guy because he’s really annoying and he just hit someone in the head with a volleyball, so enough. So, I guess I’m done. Anyway, Live long and prosper. Meiergreen

The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart is THE best book I have ever read in my life. Although that’s pretty much a sum of the way I feel about this book, I guess I’ll just have to explain further: A group of four children is gathered to go on a top secret, life threatening mission. Each of these witty characters contribute to the story, making the plot very dynamic. Information is constantly twisting and turning around the plot, and the nonstop adventure makes this a book you just can’t put down. I have just started the sequel, and so far it is proving to be just as great! 10 Stars and 5 thumbs up for this series!

– Middle Child

P.S. This book can easily be enjoyed by children and adults alike.

As you can probably tell from the title, this post is going to be about thing that are supposed to happen but don’t. For instance, in my class during lunchtime there are three sports that everybody wants to play. The three sports are football, soccor, and capture the flag. Of course the yard isn’t large enough to play all of those sports so we have to agree on only one. So we have to rotate different games every day. Sadly that doesn’t happen. It doesn’t happen because everybody wants to play capture the flag and the days were supposed to play the other games everybody leaves leaving us wit around five people. I’m not going to talk about this all day but I’m also going to talk about people cheating on stuff. I don’t mean like stealing money in monopoly, I mean like cheating on a diet or ritual. I know that some of the people reading this post are on a diet, and I know that some people reading this post are cheating on their diet, possibly right now, Dun, Dun, Dun. I also mean people who are trying to quit smoking or drinking but that’s not going to happen if you keep cheating. Anyway, I’m in to much of a happy mood to talk like a therapist right now so I think I’m am going to stop now. Live long and prosper. Meiergreen.

You know, sometimes people just say things that make no sense what so ever. Like me and my friend tell jokes basically all the time and one of my friends makes the most stupidest jokes in the world. Most of the time I don’t even know what he’s talking about. Also, my teacher is really weird. One as a class assignment we had to wright a feature article, and she edited it and she said that the ending made no sense even it made absolute perfect sense. Sorry, sorry, I have been trying to cut back on the complaining, and I know that I’m complaining right now. Even thought sometimes I sound like a grumpy old man who’s really funny I’m still going to try to cut down on the complaining. But, sometimes people say things by accident that make no sense and are also really funny. Ha, ha I can already tell that I’m cutting down on the complaining. Anyway, people say things that they said by mistake and are really funny. Also sometimes people say the right thing but it sounds like something else. Like my teacher, not the one who makes no sense, has an accent and when she says sit is sounds like something else, ha, ha, ha. I know, I know I’m sounding like complete boy right now LOL. Ha, I actually never have said, “OMG” and I said, “did you really just say OMG?” I’m sorry what was I talking about. Well, I forgot so I’m just going to call it a day. Live long and prosper. Meiergreen.

Hey girl. I haven’t seen you in forev, except for that night we went to what felt like a baby shower. I hope you guys are doing great. My oldest is back and doing awesome except for the fact she had her wisdom teeth pulled out yesterday. It pretty much sucks, especially when she accidentally pulled out a chunk of her stitches. While we were hanging out watching the TV (no shock there) we decided to watch Weeds. OMG, I don’t know if you’ve ever watched this show but its has totally adult content. I didn’t mind watching it with her so much (18 years old) but then my 11 year old comes in and I let him watch it too. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It was not a shining mothering moment It just seemed like too much effort to shoo him away and maybe I convinced myself that the show seemed innocent enough. Anyway, he’s supposed to keep his new knowledge to himself. We’ll see how that works out. I better run but I wanted to say hi so send me a message whenever you have the chance. MB

This morning I got a text from my daughter that said, “I’m going to stress eat so hardcore while finishing this paper…” It was so funny to me. I love her so much and she’s so cute. She’ll be home on Saturday which is awesome. Everything at home is going pretty well. My son read my last post and was not happy about it. Maybe it was a bit complainy.

I hope you’re doing good. Right now I’m at work and can hear several conversations around me. It’s actually nice compared with the general silence we get for most of the day.You must be at work also in a similar sitch. I hope your new project director is cool. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you. I’m hoping to get on a project here related to critical thinking and surgery. It’s a shift, but new is good. I’ll jump up and down if the project director for the surgery project is good. Its funny how everyone knows which project director is good and which isn’t, but they don’t know themselves.

One thing that’s cool is I’ve been losing some weight recently and can fit into some clothes I couldn’t before. Right now I’m wearing my skinny jeans what were like binding seal skin before. Now I’m pretty comfy.

When I saw my therapist this morning she said I need to write at least one paragraph a day on the final paper for my Language Anthro class. It was due over a week ago. It makes me feel slightly sick to my stomach just to say that. I hate missing deadlines. Even though I’m late in a lot of things I do, I rarely miss these kind of deadlines. Whatev. I’ll do a paragraph a day and see how it goes.

So have a great day and a good evening with Jordan.
-MB

Hello, there. In this post I am going to talk about my predicament. Now, before I tell you what my predicament is you will need to know some things about me. I am obsessed with video games. My two favorites are Call of Duty:Modern Warfare 2 and Team Fortress 2. My predicament is that my family has one TV. I know that some people don’t have even one TV and I probably sound like a spoiled brat, but like I said before, I am obsessed with video games. Thank god my parents like what they like or I would be rotting in a corner. The reason its good is because my mom likes to watch Battlestar Galactica which I like but not as much as video games. My dad likes to watch basketball which I like but not as much as video games. The reason that this is a big problem is what my sister likes. She likes to watch everything that I don’t. She likes to watch Oprah, What NoT To Wear, Gilmore Girls, and Totally Spies. If you can’t tell I’m saying that I do not like those shows. Even if you do. I don’t. I like The Simpsons, Family Guy, The Office, Friends, and Smallville. Luckily, I have come up with a plan to help my little problem. I am going to teach my family how to play my video games. The problem with my plan is that I don’t know if they like my games or not. I have more hope for my parents because my sister doesn’t like the nature of the games. My parents on the other hand are willing to learn how to play, just don’t have the time. I am hoping that later today (which is Sunday, May 2, 2010) I can teach my father to play my games. Anyway that pretty sums up my problem, so live long and prosper. OH DEAR GOD I’m becoming a treckie!!!

The other day I was at the doctor’s office for a follow up appointment. The staff asked me for a urine sample to test for…I’m not sure what. Going into the bathroom, I noticed that the toilet seat was up. I thought, wtf, who leaves the seat up anyway? I snatched a paper towel meaning to grab hold of the seat without touching anything directly. At that moment, as I was leaning over the basin with thoughts of cotton gowns and charts floating though my mind, a hoop earring unattached from my earlobe and descended like it had a purpose into the toilet bowl. I stood there in disbelief with the now-useless paper towel in my hand. I considered the options as I looked down at the glimmering metal circle nestled in the porcelain bowl. Taking a deep breath as if I were preparing for a full body plunge, I submerged my hand into the cold, questionable liquid. Quickly I grabbed the hoop and dumped it dripping into the sink. Trembling, I proceeded to wash my hands and the earring like MacBeth (or his wife?). About that time, I heared my cell phone ringing in my purse. I dried my hands and saw that it was my daughter calling from college. After answering the call, I told her my whole ordeal. Of course she went eeww and haha which is fine by me. After a few minutes, I looked in the mirror, squared my shoulders and put the hoop back into my ear. I don’t know what to say. Sometimes I do things beyond reason. Soon, the nurse was calling me to go to the small room with the paper covered table designated for me. I filled my cup without further incident and dashed out of the room with earrings and phone still at my ears.

This morning when I was about to get out of my black crown victoria to go to work, I flipped down my rear view mirror to take one last look at my appearance. I needed to make sure to catch any hair sticking on end, any pancake between my teeth, or syrup on my cheeks. To my horror I noticed one facial problem I could not immediately fix, my eyebrows. While I knew I hadn’t plucked them in a while, they had looked fine in my bathroom mirror. I had wondered why they would still look nice after several weeks without maintenance but the mirror had said the shape was fine. Now, out in the morning sunshine on the rooftop level of the parking lot, I could see the truth. A full layer of uneven long black hair had grown in below my shaped brows. They looked just like a teenage boys attempt to grow in a scraggly mustache. Oh well, such is life. While I was resigning myself to my fate and closed up the mirror I looked down at my somewhat clean sweater and black “jeggings” and realized they both had been splattered with yogurt. Aaaarg, I thought, so much for professionalism. Luckily it’s Friday and my funky self just may go unnoticed by the powers that be.

Ok, so recently I have had an absurd number of ridiculous maladies. First, I had poison oak (from an attempted novel hiking experience with my two daughters). It started off harmless enough at first but after applying hydrocortisone for a week, the poison oak looked like the terrain of the Rocky mountains, or conversely, how I imagine the surface of Venus to be. While I liked all the attention I received from my dramatic looking injury, I was slightly concerned (MRSA anyone?).

Concurrent to this award winning problem , I started having abdominal pains and needed to pee every thirty seconds. As expected, this schedule cut into my regular cubical-based social engagements with co-workers. As all inconvenient maladies inevitably evolve, I ended up with a tedious trip to the ER. And while I’m not an old man (stereotype conceded) I was additionally diagnosed with a kidney stone. Of all the things. My doctor described the kidney stone’s decent as a fork running down cotton. Mmmm, yummy. Luckily, I have since recovered from this fun.

I do have a lovely scab on my shin that I proudly show off in my new skirts. This morning I spent a few moments in my cubicle using scissors to cut off pieces of the foundation-covered scabs that looked like they wanted to be elsewhere. Clearly, I had to tell my co-workers what I was doing since I can’t help but talk myself incessantly. This confession resulted in a conversation about how so many things get lost in our industrial carpet. Yes, gross. But on the positive side… good luck dust mites and rats, your dinner has been served!

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This blog is about a belief in the importance of creative thought, actions, and materials. Check out the various categories to read about books, films, artwork, and miscellaneous thoughts on life. The contributors to this blog include myself, my three children, and my husband. We each have a different take on the world and appreciate different aspects of it. What we have in common is that we are all passionate about our interests. I hope you enjoy our thoughts and insights.

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