Stop parenting that kid!

You hear me? (Scary news here.) Of course I don't advocate beating children. But I would imagine that parents responsible enough to spank their children are responsible enough to do it in love, or at least for their kid's good, instead of beating in anger. That's already a crime. It's called child abuse.

Do you hear what I hear? A crazed banana!

Just a quick little hello. :) I'm packing in the algebra - 7 video lessons a day, and today I hit the last third of the course which contains a few half-hour lessons (and longer). My last two today were #98 and #99 - those ones kept me at it past dinnertime. Not my favorite way to spend Christmas break, but I'm feeling quite accomplished. It's not so scary this time around (I've only cried once!) and I like feeling that I can get the best of these numbers. Rawr.

Anywho, I've got a job prospect at the Christian bookstore - I should be getting a call any day to set up an interview. I can change my earrings in a week. Today I drank way too much Dr. Pepper for my own good. And I'm training my Nintendog to chase his tail. ('Cause Daisy's just not smart enough.)

In addition: I'm super excited about the possibility of attending New Attitude this year!! If you're in the area and are interested in joining our as-of-yet-nonexistent caravan, don't be shy. It's only 15 hours to Kentucky. We'll have good music.

Blessings for your new year!
Meeee

Snazz, Jazz & Razzamatazz

Tomorrow I'm doing something. Something I haven't done since I was like, 9. *ahem* Rebecca and I are going to the mall, and walking to Claires, and getting our ears pierced. *.* I'm not scared, per se, but I'm a little nervous because I can't be so carefree with my ears once they've got holes in 'em. I mean, I sleep best when I've got my pillow all squashed up under my ear. I let my holes close up before 'cause they got infected (some 9-year-olds just aren't the best at cleaning their ears). So we'll see if I can be a big girl and make it all the way to wearing cute earrings this time.