Shall we dance?

and laugh and sing

hold that thought

its now sept 5

Cinderella was a young girl She did her best to please the people who would never let her dreams come true She wore the rags that they passed down Until the day she found a perfect pair of shoes She could tell by the size they were only meant for her And when she put them on, from that moment she was sure when she said "I've been waking too long in somebody else's shoes I've been tripping on the laces, running into empty spaces And I've been hanging around with people who make me blue But I'm not walking anymore in those shoes" Back here in real life, I read that story and I wonder if I'm just the same as she I'm wrapped in worldly visions, and my split decisions take me places That I never meant to be And now the great and spacious building has me scrubbing down the floors And I've got to find a way to tell them I can't work there anymore cause I've been walking too long in somebody else's shoes I've been tripping on the laces, running into empty spaces And I've been hanging around in places that hide the truth But I'm not walking anymore In those shoes Give me shoes that are comfortable on the straight and narrow way With a soul that God can see straight through Because my toes are curling under in the ones that I've been wearing I need a pair that makes me feel brand new I've been walking too long in somebody else's shoes I've been tripping on the laces, running into empty spaces And I've been hanging around in places that hide the truth But I'm not walking anymore In those shoes I'm not walking anymore in those shoes

Thats somebody else's shoes by cherie call

it just kind of rocks.

Ill post thoughts in a more date appropriate post

new post

SO I haven't posted in about a month...how unlike me.

Not even to whine and trust me I've been pleanty whiny, but for two and a half weeks I didn't have internet. I was in Turkey at the time....it sucked

I also decided I don't see the point of a vacation where you go and just stay in a hotel.

go to an amusement park

visit family

see a city

but freaking do something.

and I can get my own drinks I don't like being served.

being a nanny is like killing my energy to write--this doesnt promote motherhood to me

I read every single jane austen novel on the trip...she kind of has weak endings--still loved them.

Im trying to crochet more again its good for me

I've lost most of my desire to eat meat.

I miss people back home...I dont really miss america

I really love stuttgart--but here's still not home

just home for now.

don't ever assume people don't have time to talk to you after they move

just because I can't see you doesn't mean I care less.

ice creams good. drama sucks.

thats all good night and good luck

Nanny diary: entry 13 (bully)

I have a bully

he's three years old

his name is Erk

Today he:

threw things after I asked him not to

yelled at me

woke up his sister

because he wouldn't listen when I said mama wasnt in there

wouldn't play where he was supposed to

and when I tried to get him to

he screamed at me and hit me

it still kind of hurts

after all this I'll admit it:

I cried

if I'm ever a mom and my kids are ever such brats feel free to tell me

D:

medical oddities

So you all know about my mysterious three year headache

but did you know...

that occasionally after I stand up my vision tunnels until everything is black and I have to hold onto something so I don't fall over

a couple of times I have literally collapsed from this

but this hadn't happened to me for I think like over a year

but then a couple days ago up til now like every other time I stand up it happens

this isn't exactly good since sometimes I need to get somewhere quickly

having to pause to wait for my vision to clear and the dizziness to pass isn't good.

and because I hate going to the doctor this problem may never be puzzled out

I don't see any immediate danger more of an annoyance

oh as a note

remember once in a while you should close the computer turn off the tv and read a book

it may make you think more but thats a good thing.

love,

anne katherine

utterly completely and totally

forgettable.

have you ever felt forgettable?

I hate being the center of attention

but some days it'd just be nice to be remembered.

Twenty

ONE: I was born in Berlin Germany

TWO: I cut my nose open on a stroller at 18 months

THREE: I was forced to give up bottles pacifiers and diapers by a family friend

FOUR:I grew up on Ft. Meade

FIVE: Sat on Pinky a lot
SIX:got really mad that one time in kindergarten that that boy picked me to be the wife in the farmer in the dale.
SEVEN: slept over at my best friends house every weekend
EIGHT:I cut my ear on a barbie box
NINE:Got my cat Hagrid
TEN: After an attempt to get away from ft meade we moved across the street
ELEVEN:on the way to new begginings our car broke down
TWELVE:I cut off all my hair and sometimes was mistaken for a boy
THIRTEEN: found I loved being on the stage

FOURTEEN:also found I hated showing any part of myself to people
FIFTEEN:on the first day of high school I met my friend nicole and proved its hard to hate me
SIXTEEN:I danced for two and a half years
SEVENTEEN:Bought my sister Rocky Balboa
EIGHTEEN:Caved in and went to BYU

NINETEEN:Lived in Vienna for a summer

TWENTY:Moved to Germany for a year

Here's to two great decades I hope I can grow and learn as much in the next two.

I've heard it been said that by the time we're twenty our characters should bent for good or evil lets hope I've done an okay job.

Nanny diary: entry 12

Highlight:

Didem attempted to give Luda( Gerd's father) a plate of goodies she had made up for him when vistors came

Lara decided to take this oppertunity to have her first piece of cake stealing it right off the plate and shoving it into her mouth before anyone could take it away

what a mess....what a girl.