tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117004262011-11-30T19:14:44.040-08:00Hey, thanks for stopping! Mishegas is Yiddish for 'craziness' and it just seemed to be the perfect fit for my ramblings.Laurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14335866532891363698noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11700426.post-1148660541717913632006-05-26T09:15:00.000-07:002006-06-06T23:29:56.223-07:00

Today is a special day. I am celebrating the 5th anniversary of turning 30! A co-worker actually called it that this morning and I like it. My 30th birthday was great, so why shouldn't I celebrate it annually?Then it hit me...Thinking back over the last 5 years, I have had so many wonderful things happen to me, so many wonderful people that I have gotten to know and share my life with, that I

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Nine weeks to go. Nine weeks to go before the boy and I become parents. Nine weeks before my life changes forever. That sounds a bit dramatic, I know. Growing a baby is hard work. I mean, in the past, I've had trouble keeping plants alive but with a bit of practice, it seems like I've done okay. A few years ago, I started with a guinea pig, Walter. He did well, but I had trouble motivating myself

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Note that the date on 'Busy, Busy, Busy...' is Sept. 30. Yeah, that's when I started it. I actually finished it today.Keep your comments to yourself, if you please.

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Okay, so you've logged on again, only to find that I still haven't posted squat since the picutres in August. I know, I know... but I've been busy. Really.While it is true that 'I've been busy', I also know how lame that excuse is. We are all busy. Life is busy and I think we like it that way. We love to complain about how busy we are, but secretly, we cherish it. The minute things calm

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Someone who I have known my entire life passed away recently. I called her "Granny", even though she wasn't my grandmother. To tell the truth, I don't think I even knew she had a first name until I was well into childhood! She was the mother of one of our closest family friends. Granny was a beautiful lady, full of love and kindness, and I consider it a blessing to have known her. When I

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The other day my mom called to tell me that she was passing by the 'Pet Motel' that we used in January for Molly when I went to California for vacation. She reminded me that I hadn't sent any pictures of the cats and that she missed her little pal. These furry little ones make a lasting mark on your heart- even when you are certain that you won't miss them when they are gone and not eating the

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“I can’t believe she would date a geek like him. Doesn’t she care about her reputation?”Apparently, that was the concern one friend shared with another between third and fourth period, before lunch. I was spending time with a boy and it looked like we were well on our way towards ‘going out’. I have no idea where we were going but in those days, ‘going out’ basically meant dating, being

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I have said on more than one occasion that I only want to be friends with geeks. The truth is that we are ALL geeks. There is always going to be someone who thinks that one of your interests, preferences, tastes, etc… is a bit off and they are going to call you out on it. They will make fun of you and tell anyone they can about what a loser you are. Deal with it. In fact, I say embrace it.

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Ah... behold the long weekend. At the beginning, if you really squint, you can just barely see the next time you have to go to work. You imagine all that you will accomplish- maybe you'll do laundry, perhaps paint a room, at the very least, you'll cook one good meal at home. Next thing you know, it's 9:30 p.m. on the last night of the holiday weekend and all you've managed to squeak out is a

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I love music. I know, I know... that's like saying 'I'm a people person' in a job interview. How about this then: I am seriously considering getting a treble clef tattoo on my ass? How does that grab ya? Oh yeah, I'm serious. Music is one of those things that I truly get geeked about.One band I am really geeking out about is Antigone Rising (www.antigonerising.com). I had heard about them on VH1

Laurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14335866532891363698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11700426.post-1120148285111834552005-06-30T09:07:00.000-07:002005-07-12T17:14:30.810-07:00

I just moved to Los Angeles a few weeks back to be with the boy. Last summer when I was here, my heart wasn't in it. I didn't want to move, I didn't want to leave my family, the people I love, my job... heck, I just didn't want to go. So what's different now? Lots.Ultimately, I realized that as much as I love Chicago and living there, it was holding me back. I had been at my job for too long

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