Alyssa's ramblings...

Gorgeousness.

Note to self: Never again drink a large Gloria Jeans coffee in the morning to ease your hunger. It works TOO well. Then you won’t be able to eat for the rest of the day, but end up feeling sick because you haven’t had any nutrition. Yep, it has happened. *ahem* A couple of times.

It’s no secret that I want babies – just look at my {recently updated} blogroll. Parenting blogs galore. Yessiree. (Is that how you spell yessiree? Or is it yessirree? Or yesiree? I don’t know. It’s looking weirder and weirder.) But I’ve come a long way. My husband asked me why I haven’t talked about babies in a while. I was like “You told me I couldn’t talk about it for a year!” But he said he changed his mind, and that he wants to talk about it. That’s positive, I guess. But I’ve used up everything I had to say about wanting babies, and now I’m just left with a longing in my heart. Like the wind rushing through the trees, so my heart yearns… That doesn’t make any sense. But I don’t really have a point, so I’m going to stop now.

Today is very interesting, in a boring way. At lunch time I get to read my wonderful book, and I’m happy about that. I also have to write two dreams {from last week! I’m slack} in my dream book thingy (update: it's five minutes until the end of lunch, and I still haven't done it. I'm still slack). The first one I was a bit hesitant about writing, because in it, I was… in love with another guy! But to be fair, I had only known him for about two minutes, I had swapped bodies with another girl (so I was really falling in love with him for her), and he was also gay and had a boyfriend. So it would have never worked out. *sigh* Unrequited love is so very tough.

Today I’m wearing a white shirt. Today I had coffee. Today I spilt the coffee on my shirt. I’ve cleaned it as best I can, but it still looks bad. Maybe not from a distance, though. Solution: don’t approach anyone today. Just stay away. Come on, Alyssa, you can do it. For the sake of your reputation as a clean-shirted woman.

You know when you read something about kids that makes your heart melt, and you get all clucky, and want to have a baby right now? Electric Boogaloo does that for me every time I read it. Nicolaus is the most gorgeous kid in the world! So far, anyway. Until mine are born. Then they will be so wonderfully awesome, and I’ll be all like “Who’s Nicolaus?”

Okay, so I think that’s all I’m going to write for the moment. {“Praise the Lord!” you say} Except, did you know my most-used phrase is “Have a fun time!”? Even if the person involved is not going anywhere special. I just say it. Who knows why? No-one.

posted by Alyssa @ 12:50 PM