03.18.2005 at 8:24 am
average
"average? do you know how DUMB average is?" -peggy hill, king of the hill
and that is how i was raised. any one could be average.
average.
it was almost like a dirty word. when i was in grammar school i didn't know your could make lower than an 'A' on a test. it was just something that always showed up on my papers.
even though by high school, i assure you, i knew what a 'B' was, they were not welcome at my house. i can count on one hand (okay, maybe i would need two) the number of Bs i made in high school.
now college...that was a different story. i had fun in college. and maybe i paid the price for that with my grades. but i did graduate with a 3.0. i had a 4.0 in my major classes. <-- of course i had to mention that.
all of us were like that in high school. i think there were about 15 of us. we went to kindergarten through 12th grade together. always competing. i've lost track of alot of them, but there are a few i still see from time to time.
i know of one lawyer, one doctor, two nurses, one chemical engineer, two computer network specialists, two stay at home moms, two teachers and one perpetual student.
each one of us does something wonderful.
especially the stay at home moms.
i thought that was what i wanted to do when i was pregnant. my best friend is a stay at home mom and loves it.
and i admire her for that.
i love janie. more than my own life. but i love working too.
damn. i think i have just dug myself into a hole i may never get out of.
does it sound like i don't want to be around my own child?
cough! she coughed. and it sounded horrid. i hate it when she's sick. because there is nothing that i can do to make it instantaneously better. i don't want her to feel achy. i don't want her to sough. i want her to be PERFECT. just like she was for the first whole year of her life.
no fevers.
no coughing.
mabe a little runny nose every now and then, but nothing major.
cough! she is so pitifully precious.
yawn... okay...i will be honest. i am sitting in my living room in my recliner literally writing this entry out on paper.
why?
because i don't have a computer here right now.
but you know what? i have YET to scratch anything out. even though there is no guarantee that i will type everything in tomorrow either.
chuckle friday is "go take a class on web page programming using frontpage" day. my boss recommended it. hey. if they want to five me a substitut and let me play with frontpage for half a day, HAVE AT IT.
even though i doubt i will learn anything.
-- and i always thought i was an optimist.
HA!
on a final note, some good news.
our tax lady called.
$1000 refund.
YEAH BABY! DIGITAL CAMERA HERE I COME!
xoxo
tell me i'm beautiful...
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