Gone With The Wind

Strange things happen to me. I think we've established this. Plus, its what my blog is about. So let me just share some more of the weird things that tend to happen to me. SO ANYWAY....I work at this department store called Herbergers (Furberger's if your name is Lauren Murphy), and I had to take some hangers to the back stockroom. Well, our air conditioning has been broken for about two months now and its hot so we have fans everywhere. And I like to wear dresses to work. Lets do the math and guess what happens. YUP. As I was walking out of the stockroom the fan blew up my dress in a manner that can only be described as worse than Marilyn Monroe on that sewer grate thing. Except I wasn't happy about it like she was. And to make things even better, the new menswear guy was walking toward me, and I'm pretty sure I flashed him my bits. At least I was wearing cute underwear. So he looks at me, I look at him and say, "Well. Wasn't that exciting." and walked away. Thus ends my story. Earlier in the day that same guys scared the crap out of me when he was returning my lint roller. I'm sure he thinks I'm insane. Which of course, I am. But thats all for now. Peace out, girl scout.

Iowa=A State of Mass Confusion

Once Upon A Time...I went on a little road trip to Missouri to see some rather important people to my life. This journey was fraught with peril, NEW THINGS, and basically terror at every turn. On the way there, I was almost run over by a semi truck TWICE, which prompted me to remember my dream of becoming a children's book author. Strange way to remember, I know, but stay with me. I have always said that semis should get their own roads because, lets face it people, sometimes*ALWAYS* I am terrified of semi trucks and am constantly afraid of dying while driving. This is not a good state to be in whilst driving down the road at 75 mph. ANYWAY...I decided I wanted to write a children's book entitled "The Rude Little Semi". It will be like "The Very Hungry Caterpillar", but about rude semis. It will of course, be educational. So there's that.

The weekend itself was pleasant enough...got to spend some time with my college roomies who will soon become my roomies again in about a month, and got to spend some time with the man friend. :) So that was all well and good. It was the trip home that really got me. For those of you that don't know, the trip home from Missouri should be about 4 and a half hours-ish. Depending on how fast you are driving. But as I was approaching IA-2 that would get me into Lincoln and consequently I-80, disaster struck. There was so much flooding and construction going on that I couldn't get where I needed to be. So I ended up driving around Iowa for about two hours until I finally figured out where the heck I was going and got home at 11pm, having left Missouri at 4:30. A whopping 7 hour trip. My leg muscles hurt today from sitting. 

So there you have it folks...there is some randomosity for you. I'm sure I will be experiencing more in the days ahead. Over and out.

If I Could Turn Back Time...

So...one small step for mankind, and one GIANT FAIL for me. I am really good at saying the wrong things, jumping to conclusions, and carrying around old baggage. These things have a tendency to bite me in the butt. So thanks past relationships. Today you have made me proud of myself. NOT. In other news, I'm sitting at the public library and this little boy has been playing peek a boo with me around my computer and just shyly shoved a piece of paper toward me with some scribbles on it. He grinned at me, then scampered off. Kids rock, by the way. They crack me up with how uninhibited they are (most of the time). For those of you who know me, I spent the last two years as a teacher at Head Start-it was both the best and worst two years of my life. But if anything, it taught me about the gift that children are. The children I had in my classroom were some of the funniest, most interesting people I have met in my life. But enough about that. 

Also..there is a really creepy guy at the computer behind me and he keeps singing really weird songs from the 60's under his breath. I swear, the weirdos always find me. Its the truth.

So then...let me instead reflect upon this statement:

"Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret, and depression. Do not repeat them in the future."

Thank you, Swami Sivananda...whomever you may be...for those words of wise, wise, very wise wisdom. And now, if you'll excuse me...I'm going to go reflect upon that statement. Thank you, and goodnight.

Mumblings While I Do Laundry

Today is my first day as a blogger. I feel a little silly about this whole sharing my thoughts online thing. Isn't that what a journal is for? I don't know. In addition to feeling silly, I feel all technologically advanced and stuff. So anyway, what can I talk about. Not much. I'm gearing up for a big move to Kansas City, Missouri...on my own. Scary, no? Far away from the small town life I grew up with, far away from my family and everything I've ever known, far away from...well a lot of stuff. I'm looking forward to a new beginning and starting a new chapter in my life. It will certainly be interesting to see what directions I head in and the exciting thing I know God will bring my way. In the mean time, I mean...right now...I think I will conclude this blog and go take my laundry out of the dryer.