smooregruver

Tired.Throwing six months’ of work into the next two and a half weeks. Part of it’s schoolwork, which was delayed by problems with a statistical computer program, and truth be known, there is some procrastination. Most of it is a project I offered to help out with last fall, and was assured that everything wasContinue reading

One Hundred Years from now It will not matter what kind of car I drove, What kind of house I lived in, how much money was in my bank account nor what my clothes looked like. But the world may be a better place because I was important in the life of a child.

Ponderables on parenting (and even if you’re not a parent, realize that there is someone, somewhere, who you influence): . (My beautiful child Amanda as a babyAugust 1998) A careful woman I ought to be;A little girl follows me.I do not dare to go astray,for fear she’ll go the self same way.Not once can I escapeContinue reading

Bill is still making fun of me for this last entry. Well, when an alleged staff member of Hillary Clinton’s isn’t calling me, chiding me for saying “not nice” things. I suppose this is the main reason why I keep dating guys who do impressions. You never know who will call. I suppose once you’reContinue reading

Now that I am full-fledged Liberty University graduate student, complete with ID…though, I haste to mention, completing my master’s online, as I refuse to abide by LU’s ridiculous set of rules, which makes Houghton look like the den of sin. Which it was, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, but that’s beside the point. LU, asContinue reading

I hear there once was a time, back in the olden days before blogs, where couples could split up and actually go through the rest of their lives having no idea what/where/how their ex is doing. I actually know people who have done this. They don’t know, don’t care, don’t want to know or care,Continue reading

Amanda believes our house is haunted.Mostly, this means that I often wake up in the middle of the night to the pitter-patter of little feet coming into my bedroom, as she climbs into my bed, eyes wide and little hand clutching a teddy bear. Amanda curls up beside me(fortunatly, I have a big, antique bed)Continue reading

I promised myself I would not complain in this entry, and we’ll see if I live up to that. I am disgruntled. Here is why: I really want to be in a play this fall. The local community theater is doing “Beauty and the Beast: The Musical.” I refuse to do this play, because itContinue reading

Hello… I am here. Does anyone read this, or do I throw my words out into the vast black hole of cyberspace? Is this blog simply an indulgence for me; a way for the writer in me, though dying, to make one last stand? Is this an immortality; if I was to die tomorrow, thisContinue reading

That was simply the most awesome weekend ever. After parking, right about when the race started, my dad and I decided to see if we could find a place to sit. We had these free-because-we-worked-there cold passes that allowed us to go pretty much anywhere, so we waltzed into the grandstands to see if weContinue reading