& you know, snow, in its own right, can be wonderful.

This blogging business is hard to keep up on. No wonder Tish has such a hard time posting on a daily basis (though i know i wouldn't mind seeing a picture or video of the boy every day. . . . )

i was sitting at work today, searching for some stuff to spiffy up my myspace when a song came on that got my attention & almost instantly brought me to tears. it wasn't that it was a sad song, or even that i was feeling sad the moment prior. instead, it was the mannheim steamroller version of silent night. again, not a big deal, but if you know anything about me, you know i have a small distaste (for some unknown reason) against christmas music. especially christmas music that is played in retail locations, however, mannheim steamroller is different. mom's favorite thing to do, besides start playing christmas music the day after thanksgiving, put up the tree way before it needed to be & refuse to hang my favorite stocking that i've had for years, was to drive around & look at christmas lights & decorations, even if we had seen the same house, the same way for the previous 3 years. But we couldn't just drive & look, there had to be music. well since the only other christmas music we could agree on was, a chipmunk christmas, we always settled for one of the many mannheim tapes (yes, they're that old), that we had.

so back to where this began. . . i was sitting at work, looking up stuff on photobucket (if you've never at least searched around on it, i suggest you do) & i just happen to look up & out the window just as this rendition of silent night begins. as crazy as i may seem, it was like mom was trying to say hi to me. so natrually, as i sit at my desk, looking out at the snow falling, thinking of how beautiful it is (yes, tish, at one point today even I thought snow was beautiful), i found myself missing things that i didn't realize were important to me. for example, i never realized that watching snow fall, is important. even if it's only for a moment, it's simple & it's beautiful & it's real. & in a world where everything is always moving, always changing, watching snow fall is like sitting still (especially if there's nothing else going on around you, as was the case at work today) & i think every once & awhile sitting still isn't so bad.

i've also been thinking a lot lately about what it means to be a friend. & not just a friend, but a good friend. that friend that you know, no matter what, the time of day, where you are, the circumstances around the situation, that you can call & with little to no questions, will be there to help you out of whatever you found yourself in. it got me to thinking about my friends & the ones that would be there for me at the drop of a hat. i'd like to believe that it is true of many of my closest friends, but you know, you can just never be sure. how do you know which ones will? you can't possibly wait till you're in that situation to find out which one down the "list" will finally be the one to show? you want to know that all of them on that "list" will be there & not expect anything, but your friendship in return. & why does it always seem to be the last person you'd expect & never the first?

i would like to think that when my friends find themselves in situations that they know they can call. always. haha like jimmy. jimmy calls me, even though he doesn't even live within a 20 minute drive of me, to help. often he doesn't even really need help, but the fact that at 4am, when he finds himself walking, or sometimes riding, home by himself, that 8 times out of 10, i'm going to pick up the phone & conversate until he gets in his front door safely. & that if something were to happen on his random walks/rides home, i would be at his parents doorstep asap telling them to "get in the car! we're heading to chicago! here's what happened!. . . " (heaven help me if this should EVER be the case, after 10 years, jimmy is not a friend i can afford to lose), but i am still greatful that he thinks of me (& others as i'm aware). i can think of a number of other friends who i imagine i fall pretty high on thier "list of people to call in case of an emergency." but who would i call? i know what my list would look like (after family is accounted for ofcourse) but would the favor be re-payed? would i suddenly become top priority? . . . interesting thought.

so as i was mentioning about my myspace. . .while these things may be frivolous, i was piddle-farting around looking for icons of things that i like, & i thought i'd test the layout here before throwing them on my myspace. . . .so here it goes, my iconic list of likes:


all things


need i say more?


here's an example.


so obviously i like this too. . .



favorite place to go with my sister


best rice, chicken & cheese burritos.


a place i'd love to visit & potentially move. .



something i own. well the bank owns. . i'm in the process of owning it.


something i wish i owned.


two things that go well together, at least in my opinion




now for things i don't like. . .the list is a lot shorter, as im sure you're greatful.

let me just say, that until you're three or four, this doesnt apply so this image isn't exactly what i meant. . .but i didnt want to have to look at other ones. .
(& if you want the story on why i dont like these, ask me sometime)

because the following look creepy, they feel funny when you eat them & they dont taste the best. .

& i dislike these so much, i had to find a cartoon version cause i couldn't stand to look through the real ones.




so now that i have bored you with my imagery & my bables about snow & that crazy talk about how it's beautiful, i'm off to bed.