Things to do when bored on a Sunday.

Here is something to do when bored on a Sunday......Visit the ER!

It looks worse than it is. I just went in because I had a nasty cold...kidding! I am fine, but on the plus side, at least four people saw my boobs. I say that makes for a successful Sunday!

Dear Joaquin...

I feel this letter is necessary. Remember when you were super cute and loved to act? I remember because I watched you like 1,000 times in "Walk the Line". I just couldn't get over how good were as Johnny Cash. My crush for you developed.


But, then you started on this whole, "Goodbye Hollywood" crap! "I'm leaving to start my RAP career". Come on, Joaquin, RAP! Seriously, dude. The last time I checked you are a white man and most white men can't rap...case in point, Brother Vanilla Ice. Let's just put all this crazy broohaha in the past, buy some soap, a good pair of clippers, deodarant, a nice suit and COME BACK TO US! We need you.

Happy Late Birthday, Bumjive!

I have been sick this week,so I didn't get to wish my brother a hearty "Happy Birthday" on the actual day, so Happy Birthday, Bro! Take the whole week to celebrate!! Here are some things that my brother fancies:

Size 12 is Not Fat!

So, I have a new addiction. I know,yet another, but I do think this one is good AND healthy. I LOVE books on CD. Crazy cool! I dabbled in the books on CD world a while back,but it didn't stick. This time around I am staying. For my first book, on CD, I listened to, "Size 12 is Not Fat!" LOVED IT! I found myself taking longer to get home just so I could finish a chapter. It made me laugh outloud too and if a book can do that, that's something worth reading (or listening too)! Oh, and I agree, size 12 is not fat!

Forgive me for being a bit personal, but today marks the ninth anniversary of my beautiful mom's death. I still really miss her!

But, I am consoled by the words of Joseph Smith
"More painful to me are the thoughts of annihilation than death. If I have no expectation of seeing my father, mother, brothers, sisters and friends again, my heart would burst in a moment, and I should go down to my grave. The expectation of seeing my friends in the morning of the resurrection cheers my soul and makes me bear up against the evils of life. It is like their taking a long journey, and on their return we meet them with increased joy....."

I can't wait until our joyous reunion. Until then, dear mother.
xoxox

Dear Zac.....

If only you were a little older, not a celebrity, and not dating Vanessa then I am sure we would hook up and have beautiful babies. Until then, a girl can dream!! xoxox

Bring It On!!

Good bye, 2008. Hello, 2009! I can't wait for what's in store.

Pop Waffle Does 2008!
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