a kaleidoscope of thoughts

It happened again. My dreams where I'm rescuing children. This time I was successful.. I woke up wishing I could hold my nieces and nephews. And just LOVE them like an auntie should! :)

On another note, I cried like a baby during the first 15 minutes of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. That job must be one of the greater jobs on the planet. To give back to giving and needing families; to get to know these families a little better and leave your mark in their lives. And I'm just sitting here, on my couch, balling my eyes out. Seriously, I'm sure I look ridiculous to whomever sees me like this...the only person is probably God.

In honor of the Easter season, I got those coveted bags of Cadbury Mini Eggs. And let me tell you, I looked for weeks for those stinkin' bags, but they were always sold out. I finally (finally!) found them. And I can't keep my hands from grabbing a few everytime I walk past the candy bowl in the kitchen. So good.

This past week has been about psychology, psychology, psychology. . .

MAX: "What are you going to do?"
ME: "Write my paper."/"Go to a group meeting."

All week, those have been my answers to just about everything. But, now that the week is over...

I couldn't be happier. 3 presentations. done. a million group meetings just to plan for these presentations. done. long anthropology paper. done. And, boy does it feel great!