My Faithful Friend

For my faithful friend (Stacy) that still reads this... I have a new website you can check out if you want. There is a picture of you :-) I love you!


www.myspace.com/lindseypritchard

My head is swarming...

Jason and I are taking our next Tae Kwon Do test next week. I don't think I'm ready. I really stink at sparring. I lose my temper, I cry, I whine. I'm such a wimp. Part of me doesn't even want to take the test because I'm afraid to fail. What is wrong with me? I used to be tougher than this. I think my surgery affected me more than I thought it did. I don't like that....

Another day, Another dollar.

Sheesh. Do you ever feel like you have the dumbest job in the world? I do. I go to work every day. I type all day long... and play a little. I eat lunch with Jason (by far the highlight of my day). Then I go home. Sometimes I go to Tae Kwon Do. Sometimes I study. Sometimes, though rare, I even watch some TV. We are at a place in our lives where we just.... are. We do nothing spectacular. We just exist. I don't like it. We're in the process of change... hopefully. Jason is applying for new youth ministry positions in Baptist churches. This is his passion, it is becoming mine. We miss having youth to goof off with and teach and love. In the meantime, we will go to work every day and make a little more money, then leave work and spend it paying off bills, or buying food. We'll survive.

Green Belt

Well, Jason and I passed our Green Belt test last week. Awards Ceremony is tomorrow. We start sparring next week, so watch out world. I'm on my way to being a weapon!

Friendship?

What a complex thought...

What does it really mean, I wonder?

Halloween Kids :-)

The girls I work with are talking about going Trick-or-Treating with their kids. I wish I had kids to take. Most of the time I'm okay with not having kids, but it's times like this that I get a little sad. Alas.... I try to remind myself that I don't have to get up in the middle of the night to feed them or find out why they are screaming. I don't have to worry that they will run off in Walmart. I don't have to be careful about watching "monsters" or other scary stuff on TV with them in the room. Anyhow... thought I'd share.

Dentist :-(

Sheesh... Okay, I've STILL never had a good dentist experience. I had a tooth pulled Wednesday..... ouch. My hystorectomy didn't hurt this bad. Man, oh, man. Jason spent the entire evening calling everyone he could think of to figure out how to make the pain stop. It was a long, long, long night. It's much better now... as long as I'm taking my Vicodin. The problem is that I sit at work and nearly fall asleep in my chair.

Okay, Shannon says that I need to point out that she is a nice dentist...which she is. It just hurt a lot becuase my tooth was FREAK'N huge and had 5 roots instead of 3... like normal people. Why am I always abnormal???

Anyhow, I'm turning into a true redneck. I'm becoming toothless. Alas, thus is my calling in life.