I’ve been wanting to buy this book for years. Just never did. Until I did! And now it’s sitting in the mailroom of my school waiting for me to pick it up tomorrow. woohoo!
Entries
Pages: 1 2
I don’t really know what this means anymore… or if god is something/someone you can touch. or if it’s possible not to be touching god, for that matter.
Hmmm, I’ve actually done this a few times since posting this goal. During the last one, I saw the largest, longest tailed meteor I’ve ever seen! There are few things I can think of that I’d rather be doing than watching a meteor shower : )
So, it’s not the vision board I had envisioned, but it’s just as inspirational. Goalscape.com allows you to organize your goals in a visual way that is very prioritizing and simplifying. Check it out!
Reeeeeeally hard. But I liked the challenge. It felt like I was just barely unable to do it. And part of it may have been distraction from embarrassment.
Went to a Beginning Farmers Business workshop with a friend. It was not only informational but also re-inspiring to talk with people passionate about growing food.
Also, I’m now brewing kombucha :) Three batches in, and all is well. Brought my scoby home for Christmas break, and my family is slightly horrified.
I was doing chicken chores for a farmer who was away for Thanksgiving. Cruel as it is, Impulse struck,and I felt compelled to jump in the lake. Mind you, it was 34 degrees! I couldn’t ignore the impulse, so I stripped and jumped in (and rapidly scrambled out to defeat frostbite!). Granted, I technically shouldn’t check this off becaue I was neither swimming nor wearing underwear, but it’s close enough :)
I have so much more to learn, and I’m so excited to learn it, but after swing dancing a couple of times a week for the past four months and participating in a performance, I feel comfortable checking this off my list!
Grandma
Grandpa
Joel
Sara
Jim and Dianne
“Uncle” Dick
Bisheimers
Shannon’s grandma
Mrs. White
Mrs. McClain
Mr. P
Mr. Foulk
We all made a sign together, so my intentions of giving them each a wood-burnt sign as a gift didn’t happen.
It was a small cave, not deep but high up so you have to climb to reach it. Definitely going there again :) This time with a flashlight
It was in many ways upsetting to reread this. I remember, at the time I first read Notes From the Underground, really enjoying it and in some ways relating to the main character. Which is a very scary thought. But also encouraging to see how far I’ve come.
I’m quite old to be getting drunk for the very first time. It twas quite fun though! However, I now have extremely painful blisters on my lips because, in my tipsy state, I smacked myself with a flaming marshmellow while attempting to blow it out. Shyeah… I know. I’m an idiot.
I was so excited for our family reunion at Larry and Monica’s vacation house thingy. Family secrets that I was blissfully ignorant of were revealed. It was very bleh and uncomfortable on account of the fact that I’m not ready for civilization yet. Farm life has me spoiled. That’s all I want to say about that
This lasted all of about 10 minutes. I had two hours to kill waiting for a bus in Chicago, so I decided to do a free hugs campaign at Union Station. Mistake. No one wanted a hug, and I gave up so quick because I felt like a prostitute or something the way people were avoiding eye contact. Sad panda. Maybe I’ll try again in the future, but I’m not so sure.
Entries
Pages: 1 2
