Change is good.

Here's an ancient blog I wrote on Myspace a while back... but a couple people requested it, so here it is ... enjoy! ********************************* Bathroom Chemestry 101 It was about 1:30 am when I finally made my way upstairs for bed. I pried myself away from the television long enough to check my e-mail, let the dogs in, and grab a glass of ice water before making the "night rounds"... food put away - check cats in - check lights out - check children asleep - check So, after sending the pups to their beds and removing the days jewels, I decided to take a shower. A nice hot cleansing ritual to remove the days dirt and negativity. So ... I'm diggin' this relaxing bath ... washed me ... washed my hair ... rinsed ... and reached for the conditioner ... to my horror, I found that there was no more conditioner !! WHAT?!?!?! How could this be? I bought both bottles at the same time - shampoo and conditioner both 21 ounces ... I use the same sized dollo

I consider myself a thinker, and have had the good fortune to hear such from outside sources. I remember as a child being reprimanded by teachers for being a "daydreamer". So sorry that my imagination is much more exciting than learning how to divide fractions. Yes, I know math is important, but I believe that letting the mind wander (at least once daily) is equally beneficial. I speculate that society's most brilliant minds - both past and present - were daydreamers. I can visualize these folks as kids... The architect who played with Legos and built castles for kings and fair maidens ... The teacher who sat all her dolls and stuffed bunnies in a line to sing the alphabet song ... The writer who lost herself in books; a new adventure every night. My kids are dreamers, too. Sixyearoldboy (who will be Sevenyearoldboy next week) has a passion for food. He loves the tastes and smells of the herbs I have growing on the patio. He'll choose to watch Food Network over Ni