In a meeting, a professor lamented, “Don’t parents know if they let their kids study what they want, they’ll be better students?!” My head rotated 360 degrees experiencing emotions from being those college students choosing a major to satisfy everyone, to now holding a higher-up Mom position to the future Presidents! I teach my kids…
At 10pm I received a Monday Challenge (reblogged below) to do something nice for myself. Not one to turn down a dare, I felt ideas boiling immediately. Truthfully, the thought of staring at Alex O’Laughlin for 2 hours made me blush like a crushing schoolgirl but I settled for celebrating the highlights of today, and…
Reading Choose Your Own Adventure books, did you choose first then live or die with that choice? Or, did you research then decide which way to turn? I’ve always lived with “what ifs.” Some people assume that means I live a life of regrets. Truthfully, I live a life full of adventures with an over-active…
I’m sitting here trying to come up with the appropriate way to express my wandering thoughts. Two ideas keep ping-ponging in my mind but they’re not developing and it’s frustrating me. Firstly, I recognize my different tone and topics in my blog since I’ve been working again. Every night I blog from 9:30pm – midnight…
I typed today’s entry without looking at the screen, hiding my eyes from the pictures. I hate fish – ichthyophobia. I don’t mind living fish, I visit aquariums, crave sushi, but hate dead fish. I hope that acknowledging my fear lessens its hold. FEAR OF FISH TIMELINE: 1970’s – Fishing with Dad who makes me stick…
You are dressed to the nines, your lover looks delicious, dazzling eyes, skin warm in the glow of candlelight and starry night. They reach for your hand, pull it close to their heart, your heart skips a beat as you look into their eyes and try not to get carried away in butterflies. You soak…
My town’s 70,000 residents may not qualify us as the smallest. However, we hold the record as the densest town I’ve lived in. I’m not calling my neighbors names; close to 11,000 people live in each square mile. Why, then, am I surprised so many people here know my name? Recently, after hardly seeing people…
I hate lying. Every physical sign revealing a liar calls me out if I try. I prefer being trustworthy and get anxious if trying to keep lies straight. To know this much about my reactions to lying implicates me as having lied at some point. I cannot tell a lie… Being a parent, creativity flows…
I am ½ Korean, born and left in Seoul, S. Korea but saved then raised in America. Even now, my culture feels foreign to me. I don’t know my other ethnic half, so I claim Hungarian/Swedish thanks to my parents. Trader Joes creates my Korean dishes but I whip up Chicken Paprikas almost from memory….
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? I wanted to be a butterfly! I continuously search beyond the obvious symbolism in the complete transformation from the worm – [CUE: Heimlich’s voice] – into a beautiful butterfly! Once the Mariah Carey song “Butterfly” starts playing in my head, I lose…
It takes an iPhone, copies of class schedules, and a fridge calendar to keep my family on time. Events usually fall into place, but my random lists get unruly. I use to-do lists for planning parties; bucket lists of goals; lists of where I’ve traveled; wish lists of books; lists of accomplishments; even lists of…
People say I’m creative but I’ve never quite known what to do with that. Does it mean I’m crazy in a potentially productive way? I don’t create original works, I don’t paint, draw, crochet, interior decorate, dress well, nothing. I do write, but it’s just me talking out loud on paper. I do spend too…
