i don't like ice in milk or ice in orange juice. both are gross.
i felt compelled to watch little women this weekend. i didn't watch a lot of movies growing up. we didn't have a vcr until i was 9 and even that was rented. the first movie i went to see in the movie theatre was "caught - a billy graham film" and it totally freaked me out. not the big screen or the sound, but the content scared the crap out of me. i don't recall my parents showing any concern at my fear, maybe they didn't notice me on the floor with my ears plugged and eyes shut singing about the little green frog. anyways, little women (the 1949 version) was one film i remember watching on multiple occassions. since i've been reading gone with the wind i wanted to watch a civil war era film. brendan was reluctant at first. but in the end, jo won him over.
speaking of things i used to be afraid of... i'm less terrified of having kids lately. i'm not saying i want to have a baby right now, but i'm feeling more peaceful about that kind of life change. we're so fortunate to have parents and siblings in town, i know we'll be surrounded with loving and supportive friends and family. i feel that 2 is managable. we can mentally, emotionally, physically and fiscally manage two lorimerettes. (when i say ette, i mean "little" not necessarily female).
i burnt my tongue last night really badly :S now it's sore and swollen. have i learned my lesson i wonder.
you'll be a bright light coming out of the dark.
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no one ever learns that lesson. we think we do, but then hunger or eagerness impels us to drink the hot chocolate or eat the soup or bite the pizza while it is still flaming hot.
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