Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Crappy Day
Monday, December 26, 2005
American Soldier
I'm just trying to be a father,
Raise a daughter and a son,
Be a lover to their mother,
Everything to everyone.
Up and at 'em bright and early,
I'm all business in my suit,
Yeah, I'm dressed for success from my head down to my boots,
I don't do it for money,
there's still bills that I can't pay,
I don't do it for the glory,
I just do it anyway,
Providing for our future's my responsibility,
Yeah I'm real good under pressure, being all that I can be,
And I can't call in sick on Mondays when the weekends been to strong,
I just work straight through the holidays,
And sometimes all night long.
You can bet that I stand ready when the wolf growls at the door,
Hey, I'm solid, hey I'm steady, hey I'm true down to the core,
And I will always do my duty, no matter what the price,
I've counted up the cost, I know the sacrafice,
Oh, and I don't want to die for you,But if dyin's asked of me,
I'll bear that cross with an honor,
'Cause freedom don't come free.
I'm an american soldier, an american,
Beside my brothers and my sisters I will proudly take a stand,
When liberty's in jeopardy I will always do what's right,
I'm out here on the front lines,
sleep in peace tonight.
American soldier, I'm an American,
An American,An American Soldier
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Monday, December 19, 2005
Back to Work
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Hard Times
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Memories
Today we went and placed a small Christmas tree on my grandfathers grave. I came home and decided I should finally pull all my stuff down from the attic that was left when I moved away in 2002. Lots of old memories. Memories from middle school and high school. I even had some old barbie dolls from when I was a kid. Most of them with their hair cut off really short. I loved doing that and fixing their hair. I remember once a friend let me play with her barbies, I cut one of its hair off and never told my friend I did it. Ha kids! There were lots of old letters. I wrote many letters back and forth in high school. I did that more then my work. I threw a lot of stuff out. Of course mom says *Why are you throwing this stuff away?* I have too much stuff as it is. I need to get rid of as much of it as I can. It is fun going through old stuff. Never know what you might find.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
When Pain and Suffereing Shall Be No More
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
AHHH
But I know you all know one of those people right?
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Post Secrets
Every Sunday I go read all the new Post Secrets. I enjoy it cuz sometimes you can relate to them. People's embarrassing secrets. Some times I think I might send one in one day. When I read theirs it makes me think of things I do or like that other people might think odd. I doubt I will ever do it. Every one has to have a few secrets hidden some where.
If you haven't been to check it out, You should. (click title above)
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Gross Things
I came back from my lunch break and the kids were napping. After I sat down I noticed one kid playing with something. I looked and was thinking no way. So I got up and went to her bed. Sure enough her diaper was off. And on top of that it was full of poop. Wonderful. So I got her up and cleaned her up. This one child is very odd. Just the other day I noticed her just doing her own thing by herself..sucking on her toes.
Any ways that's the only interesting thing that happened yesterday.
On a serious note several weeks after my grandmothers fall they say there's nothing they can do for her. Just make her comfortable till she dies. My mother is upset of course. But I am not sure how she is dealing with it. This is why I never like to cry in front o f my mom. I have never seen my mom cry. Although the other day when she told me there's nothing left for them to do... I could tell she had a few tears falling down but I did not look at her.
I was not taught it was ok to cry. But in the future I will teach my kids its ok. I am a very emotional person. I don't want my kids to be afraid to cry in front of me when they get older.



