Allow me to rewind and reiterate: "I hate to ruin your childhood, but Santa Claus isn't real."
What the HUH? Santa Claus isn't real? (What kind of a teacher would lie to her students like that?)
Yea, that lie will bring your childhood to a screeching halt in a heartbeat. Not to mention your adulthood. Thanks teach. Now come 'ere so I can poke your eyes out.
(I haven't said that for a while, that felt good.)
Other things that can ruin your adulthood: Waving someone on at a stop sign--to go before you-- and having them shake their head back and forth like this, "NO! UH UH! It's YOUR turn not MINE. And I'm not going out of turn because I wait my turn. That's what I do. And I do NOT neeeeed anyone to do anything nice for me. I'm fine. I'm good. I'm self reliant--and sometimes I'm self righteous too--so GO GO GO, you dummy. Who do you think you are anyway, trying to let me go in front of you. Who died and made you king of anything."
As I passed her she was still shaking her head like this, "And don't try to smile at me at Walmart either."
This is not an isolated incident. This happens to me several times a week. And if I ever try to let someone go in front of me at the check out line, or if I ever offer someone something to eat, it's usually the same answer.
"No, I'm good."
Their lips say, "I'm good." But their eyes say, "And you're weird."
Am I a weirdie?
(That was a rhetorical question, btw, so DON'T answer.)
Okay, so my twins don't believe in Santa anymore, but they do believe in yarn. They have a firm testimony of the many uses of yarn--knitting, finger knitting, looming. Again I blame the 6th grade teachers.
Twin #2 recently finished his first hat for the homeless. And his second.
Would you like a looksee?
And the second?
It didn't fit anyone else so I gave it to Lulu. Along with the lei he finger knitted for the whole world.
Seriously, the whole world could wear this lei.
But Lulu wears it so well I think I'll just let her keep it.
You know what? I could go on and on and on tonight. I could just keep on writing and writing and writing. My whole heart, mind and soul are full to the brim with things I need to say that I can't even contain. I have things I need to say on my Dummies are People Too blog. Fer real things. And I have MANY things I need to say on my Magic Quilt blog. MANY, MANY things!
I don't even know where to start.
I guess I will just start by saying that as I come to the end of this two month race to win the Good Mood Blogger gig I want to give you all a HUGE hug.
Thankyouthankyouthankyou for all of your support and kindness.
It's been the best of times and the worst of times. I've never doubted myself so much in my life. Or believed in myself so much. Always when I got down someone would lift me back up--like the time I went to the BYU vs. BYU-H basketball game at the Marriott Center. I walked down to greet the Hawaii crowd and all I heard was a chorus of "I'm voting for you every day! I'm voting for you everyday."
One filipino boy ran up to me and told me his sister sent an email to everyone in the Philippines and now the whole country is voting for me.
LOL
The Philippines represent!
This morning I got a message from one of my old students, Bobby. It read:
Yo gangta!!! I vote for you every day from a remote mountain in Afghanistan... Hope you will win.
Cheer,
Bobby
Afghanistan represents too!!!
(BTW, he calls me Yo home girl too. But never during class, pinky promise.)
And then I found this post on LPK's blog, and this post on Anjeny's blog.
I could tell you a hundred more stories of kindness and support that make me feel like Wayne and Garth on Wayne's World.
I'm NOT WORTHY!
But thank you anyway.
And you know what? I still have a bunch of things to give-away that I haven't even given away. Maybe I'll dump it all on you at once. Tomorrow.
It's a date. Let's finish strong, huh? Go HARD or go HOME, huh? huh? huh?
Init 2 winit!
Only TWO more dayz to vote DEB-e for SAM-e
http://www.sam-e.com/job/entries/506
61 comments:
Ah, but Crash............you ARE worthy!
Worthy of all of our love and adoration, from Ideeehhhooo to Afghanistan. (My youngest son is headed there BTW)
It's been an exhausting journey. This whole Sam-e gig.
Don't you just loathe the word journey.
I hate it.
Yup.
I said the word hate on Crash's blog. But I hate the word journey.
I think it's cuz that's the most overused word on The Biggest Loser.
Anyway, I digress.
This "journey" that you've been on has been life altering for me. (it's all about me) having to push the "vote" button.
Exhausting I tell ya!
I lub to death and forever.
You can even use the word "journey" I'll lub ya!
What a crazy journey...ha ha, had to say that for Tauna. Love that Gal.!!! She's just to awesome
as are you
and hey, forget about the Phillipines and Afganistan
WHAT ABOUT CANADA
The Great White North can represent
I vote
I do
I have
been on the journey (tee,hee)
Hahahaha
I lub journey. I saw them in concert once. And I listened to them on my headphones on a Grayhound bus all the way from Utah to California.
hee hee
And anyway it ain't about the destination it's about the journey.
Enjoy the journey, peeps.
hee hee
(I hope I don't end up one of the biggest losers telling people that even though I lost I enjoyed the journey)
haha! I love your boys knitting skills!
I cant believe you're in Utah and you think that you're the weird one..hahaha! that got me laughing and i couldnt stop throughout the whole post! Hello.. remember you're a Laie girl and there aint nothing weird about that.. and in fact, when you feel like you're the weird one, just sit up a little straighter and they'll all know that they're the weird ones!
It is so cool that people around the world are cheering you on!
PS. Boo on that teacher!
My primary teacher outed Santa to a class full of EIGHT YEAR OLDS!
And I would complain to the principal about that teacher. No lie; where do people get off?
OK, you know I love you, right? So this isn't meant as an indictment of what I know are the pure, sweet, charitable thoughts of your heart when you wave people through the 4-way stop. But I would so much rather that other drivers just take their turn than sit there waving at everyone. I kinda feel like in the long run it's safer to just go when it's time to go than it is to leave everyone guessing if the "waver" is suddenly going to decide to drive through the intersection.
I can't explain the whole 'not smiling at you at Wal Mart' thing, but I will tell you that people in Utah are a hundred million times more friendly than they are in Las Vegas, and you're never going to find anyone as open and friendly as Polynesians. They're just so wonderful; I'm sorry that the frigidity of the mainland is hurting your feelings, Deb.
And I love those pix of the knitting extravaganza! Look at Lulu and her We Are the World scarf!
Holy hat looms! I love that hat! :)
And, btw, I may not live in the Philippines, but I did just vote for you!
Nice hat Garrett. That's a crackup that they are making those. Jim could really use that as rope for his club if you wanted to sent it on over.
So my Joshy has to make a hard decision. He's hurt his back. He was just doing a normal lay up and tweaked something. That was a week ago and it's still hurting him. He's been to the chiropractor 3 times and gotten x rays and everything. Anyway, it's probably just something that needs to heal. But, why does this have to happen right in the middle of bball season when he's a senior.
So the decision is whether to quit and let it heal for tennis, or just sit out and see how it goes. He can't stand just sitting on the bench not playing. What would Al do? Tell us?
LOL That hat looks funny. I am also voting for you.
I love the hats!!
I agree with Garden....you do deserve it!
Hi, I'm Kritta and I'm having a tough time.
But it's a good tough time so I'll share here.
I was gonna share over at Magic Quilt but it didn't seem like the place.
I hope your sponsor guys and everyone don't get angry that your comment box blew up!!
Hi, I'm Kritta and I like to leave Crash a bunch of comment love.
I used to do it frequently but I got sick, then had a baby which made me more sick, then the baby was sick....
anyway...Hi!
Remember when I lived in Alaska and I would comment when everyone was asleep!!
Okay so here's the deal: I promised Crash a Magic Quilt before Thanksgiving...
Guess who failed you guys again...
Kritta.
yup...I did.
I'll tell you why..
I don't know if anyone has told you this but it's HARD working on a quilt with sooooooo much love and healing but a little hurt and anger too....but it's good hurt and anger...ya know??
Everytime I look at the box of fabric you guys sent, my heart swells with pride for you guys to help out.
It also has guilt because I haven't made a second quilt for another person who needs our lub, as Crash would say!
Okay a LOT of guilt!
So I whipped out the fabric and decided I'm going to do it....cut out the fabric and piece it back together to make a blanket of love.
But then my eyes started watering because I remembered people's stories of way this fabric was in my box.
All my creative juices ran onto the Kleenex for my sweating eyes.
This has happened often over the past few weeks since I talked to Crash.
So it gets put away for another day when I'm stronger.
Along with your stories, I have my own that comes into the threads of your guys fabric. Because once a quilt, all the threads are together.
One time, about 2 years ago I blew up Crash's comment box with my story of my sister having abortions and I struggling with infertility. It didn't seem fair.
To be honest, it still doesn't but I'm better with it now.
I have 2 beautiful boys that I'm ever more grateful for them since I had to work so hard to make them, keep them and grow them!!!
You guys have helped me when you probably didn't even know it.
Everytime I look at the box, I realize that other people have pain and can get through it.
Another part of the Magic Quilt was that while I was making the first one, I got pregnant with my wonderful Logan. Then I slowly worked on it while I was making him. Then I finished it when I had him,sleeping beside me.
Someone said I was the first recipiant of the Magic Quilt. I honestly believe that. I have Logan to show for it!!
So to make a long story, a little shorter...
I heart you guys.
All of you.
Even the ones I don't know yet.
If you are friends of Crash, you are in like flin, in my book!
HEY the word verification thingy remembered me!!!!!
It was Slattery...my Grandma's maiden name!
**waves** Hola WV
Let's talk about something more cheerful....like Christmas!
What are you guys getting your mom's??
I'm totally clueless this year!!
Seriously.
I was thinking slippers but I don't know if she still wears slippers....
She may have changed to a bare foot person or sock!!
Eww....socks to bed!
That makes me teeth hurt.
Hey Crash, do you ever travel the world of blogging and look at people's vacay pics and say, I soooo know where that is. I made out there with Mr. Crash. That's where I stubbed my toes and oh that's where Twin A broke his arm?
Huh? Do ya??
I do that on that show, Ice Road Truckers....
Did you know I drove on that highway?? The Dalton highway.
It was only for a few miles but still.
There's a McD's at the beginning on the left.
I'm just saying.
Oh I do it too with Deadliest Catch.
I was actually in that hospital when Capt Phil was in there the first time.
Sad day about Capt Phil. He is my fave. I'm sure he's watching his boys.
Did you know that my comment timer thing says I'm still in Alaska and it's only 10.
It's really 1am.
Did you know that I have Jack Johnson on my iPod cause of you.
Did you know that I think of you everytime I hear a song of his?
Did you know that I'm going to start running??
Like for a 5k race!!
I think I've lost my marbles.
If I run in Utah, will you come meet me??
Shelle siad she'd run with me!
Can you believe it??
I'll be part of the cool club that has met Shelle.
Umm.... how said Lulu could grow up??
Puppies grow as fast as kids.
Who decided that?
I've missed your comment box Crash.
I shall stop by more often.
Did you know that Connor has a crush on Shelle????
He does.
Did you know that you aren't suppose to wax your eyebrows when you have low platelets??
Interesting fact.
Welp I'm gonna head to bed.
I hope your comment box works tomorrow.
I heart you bunches chica!
Oh we are almost to 50....
I couldn't stop at 48!!
Okay now, bye!!
Oh PS I vote for you everyday while I eat my cereal.
Oh my goodness! I am so happy to see Kritta again. LUB you Kritta. I have missed you. I am going to take your comments and piece them together like a quilt and post them on my Magic Quilt blog. No worries about the quilt. I am going to give it to Wendy. Her son just died of a drug overdose and I feel a special bond with her. That pain is a pain that needs a magic touch to heal. We will give her emotional hugs until the quilt is done. Get through Christmas first. You have some big decisions to make about what to give your mom. My mom wants a case of bottled water. Why don't you try that. ;)
Socks to bed. I do it all the time. It's cold in Utah.
Ha ha about the travel log memories. I did think about that when I saw the polygamists on Sister Wives having babies in the American Fork Hospital. I drive by that hospital every day.
Martha, I will ask my hub what he would do about the back. I'm sorry about that. That stinks.
DeNae, EIGHT YEAR OLDS? NOT! Say it isn't so.
Hi Iwa and Kazzy. And Hello Kitty. (Had to say Hello to Hello Kitty.) Thank you for your votes.
Less than 48 hours to go.
Thanks for being you.
My brother gained a firm testimony of yarn in the 6th grade too! Weird!
I'd like to think that a childhood is made up of more than Santa and that it can't be ruined by a stupid 6th grade teacher. But that's probably the mother in me speaking, hoping that I've made teeny tiny bit a difference in my kids' lives. Or something.
First of all, I strongly dislike your kids' teacher. What the heck? Why on earth does she think it's her job to say that?
Second, good luck!!!!
my son's THIRD grade teacher pulled that a few years ago... outed the Easter Bunny in the same fell swoop. I must have been in a good mood because she still has both eyes. (however, she is no longer teaching... only partially due to the stink I raised)
voting daily - you can do this girl!!!!
Oh how I miss our late night slumber parties in this comment box. How has it been two years Kritta since we used to have so much fun together. I heart you, just so you know. And despite the unrealistic expectations you have placed on yourself, I know you are trying as hard as you can to finish that magic quilt. Remember what President Hinkley would say: Just do the best you can, in the best way you know, and things will work out. I heart President Hinkley too. I miss him so much.
Your kids made it to 12? Twelve? Holy Christmas! Mine google earthed the north pole at 9. Oops!
Ha ha 2busy. Google Earthed the North Pole? ha ha I bet it took them right to Colorado Springs Colorado, huh?
Pat, ME TOO! I miss our slumber parties too. That was a charmed time when we were all into blogging our brains out. Remember when you posted every 365 posts in a year. hee hee
T, I was happy to tell my kids that Easter Bunny wasn't real. A bunny who delivers eggs? Re-diculous! hee hee
Annette, you're probably right. LOL.
Mary, we have so much in common, girlfriend.
Crash,
New here but if Tauna and Wendy love you, well then for hell's sake you are one to be a watching.
The teacher needs a punch to the throat. No lie.
Wow. Now all we need to do is TP the old boat guy and take a drive in that crazy van----what was it called? HI KRITTA!!!
Who tells kids that Santa isn't real? Sheesh.
Good luck with everything! I'm rooting for you!
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