One of those thinking hours.

Hmmmmmm.

That's right. I am awake in the middle of the night. It is closing in on 1:00am. I'm normally in bed at this time. But I am having "one of those thinking hours."

I'm thinking about a lot of things right now.

First of all, I'm thinking how this freezing rain outside sounds like coffee brewing... and I don't even own a coffee pot. ^__^

But I guess I've worked in restaurants long enough to know what coffee sounds like when it brews. And my parents own a coffee pot.

I'm also thinking... that I've become addicted to Panera's caramel lattes, frozen mochas, and cinnamon rolls. And... Starbucks' white chocolate mochas, caffe mochas, and hot chocolates.

I'm also thinking that "calories" really is "king." And I should cut down on these drinks... before the calories rule my life. That, and all that caffeine can't be that healthy.

Headaches come when I withdrawal from something.

Also, life really should be taken one day at a time.


Lately, I've thought about Martina McBride's song, "This One's for the Girls." The compact disc (CD) and music video for this came out when I was a sophomore in high school. I was 15 - 16 years old. Here's the first verse to that song:

"This is for all you girls about thirteen.
High school can be so rough, can be so mean.
Hold onto, onto your innocence.
Stand your ground when everybody's giving in."


I did discover that high school wasn't very nice.
College was better!
I was innocent in high school. Won "Shyest Girl" as my Class of 2006 award.
I think I did stand my ground in high school.
I just wasn't thirteen.


Well, a few years have passed. And I've been thinking about Martina's second verse:

"This is for all you girls about twenty-five.
In little apartments, just trying to get by.
Living on, on dreams and spaghetti-o's.
Wondering where your life is gonna go."


Wow! How did I become part of the second verse so quickly? And I will tell you... I saw myself/married with maybe a child, maybe a decent apartment or house, and hopefully past the stage of dreaming. And maybe a dog was in the picture. Or a cat. Or some chickens.
Well, I'm definitely still dreaming.

And I really don't know where my life is going to go. I'm hoping somewhere.

I want to travel. I want to report what I see. I want to write and tell people about my dream job. I want to see new lands. I know everything has been discovered already, but in my opinion, I still want to see many places. It's worth a try.

I want to take chances. I want to be spontaneous without being worried.

I want to make intelligent choices.


Maybe it's good that I'm not married at this point in my life. :)


In the meantime, my heart quickens when I see my little Southwest and Airtran displays. And railroad crossings.


I've recently discovered that I enjoy chocolate chip banana bread.

Okay... I admit it. In Math class, when we had those "if train A leaves the station at 5:35am and is accelerating at 70mph, and train B is..." problems, I was actually more focused on who was all on both trains, and where were they going? What did the conductor look like? What was he thinking about when he saw train B pass by?

I do like numbers.


Why haven't I been remembering my dreams at night lately?


Besides work and phone conversations, I haven't talked much lately.


I wish life had an "erase" button.
I wish life had a "stay permanent" button.


On the bumper cars ride at the fair, I would probably continually say, "I'm sorry" each time I bumped into someone.


Lighthouses are amazing.


:)

Will Spongebob ever get his boating license?



I wish I didn't need so much reassurance.

I've been too worried about people's approval, and I have forgotten about seeking God's approval. :(


I miss my "quiet time" in the Word.

I need Him.

No wonder I've been confused, saddened and disappointed.


This week, I have found that it is true when they say, "They just don't make them like they used to."


Fruits and vegetables. Enough said.


I need to take my multivitamin.


Lately, I've been puzzled by the "if a tree falls in the forest and no one is around, does it make noise?" question.

"One size fits all" is an exaggeration.


I miss George W. Bush as the President of the United States.


I love 1980's music.


I'm thinking it'd be a cool idea to make purses.

I am liking that Ohio isn't getting much snow this year (oh, watch! It's probably going to be a blizzard tomorrow. I'm sorry for the jinks!)


I am hungry.

Acne has never been an issue for me.


I still bite my fingernails. I've never had a manicure.

I have an empty jar in front of me. What to do with it???


I like touching cold metal things. :)

Bib overalls were sure a quick "come and go" fashion.



Bubbles.


I have been overwhelmed with the thought: If today was my last day...



I can hopefully spell ANTIDISESTABLISHMENTARIANISM.


"Let's Go Fly a Kite."


Actually, I am going to sleep. This has been one interesting hour of thinking.

Good night, everyone! Happy Thursday. :)