Week 7

My odd habbit would have to be being a workaholic. I just love to work so much. I dont know why I do what I do, but I just love to work. I guess I love the people at work, Rachel,Jessica, and all of the other people. I just want to be friends with the people I work with.

Week 8

This morning when we all walked outside, we realized that the sun was shining warmly in our faces, the birds were chirping, and the first lingering scents of spring breezed gently into our winter-ridden nostrils. Guys, it's starting to smell and feel like Spring.Scent is a very powerful sense--you can get a whiff of something and have a whole flood of memories gush back into your brains. What does "The Smell of Spring" make you think of? What memories start flooding back into your heads about this time of year?

The smell of spring makes me think about the birds and flowers, the soil and the warm fresh air in the morning. The dew would be fresh on the leaves. And the leaves would be fresh with water from the dew. When I looked up from the leaves I was tending to, My father would come out the door to our garage. He would come up to me and ask me" Why do you have to be so stubborn, and why do u like to play with fire?" I would say" Because I just do." Why he wanted to know I didn't. Then he would go back into the garage. Then I went up to my room, listening to music all the way.

I hate You!!!!!!!! I mean my job

My Job that I think that I wouldn't do would be shoveling snow...I don't think that I will have to shoveling snow because I will hopefully have grand kids who will shovel the snow.I feel that my grandparents will help and teach me to do whatever I am going to do. Here is a list of the things I wish to have my grand kids do for me...Shovel Snow, Rake leaves, Plant flowers, and be good godly people...
I just wish my grand kids will read this and say, Wow my grandmother is so cool...But that's not all I want them to say, I wish for them to say that I can only Imagine her when she typed this.

Week 5 a beloved toy

My favorite toy when i was growing up would have to be the super Nintendo that my brother got when we were growing up... I played with that thing for hours when my parents first bought it for us. Now that i look back and see that I can be thankful for the toys that my parents bought for us when we were kids. I see now that my life has changed from that point in time to go in a different better direction. I remember the time that my friend Isaac and I were playing with my new Super Nintendo, we were so thrilled that I had just got it from my parents, and my father had just hooked it up for Isaac and I. We played all afternoon, and all night.

Dear Child

Dear child: I know that you are probably thinking that I will be here always, but I might not be here always, for you or myself, my husband or my family. I feel that you should know that you are my prized possession, my darling and my friend for life. I felt the same way you did in high school, and I know what you have to be thankful for. I an thankful for having you in a safe and welcoming environment, also having you to love and care for. I felt hopeful my junior year because I started reading other books that my friends liked and got addicted to them. I feel that you are the exact same way.So take the words and feelings to heart for me...

Thankyou, Your Mother

Carleigh Grace Smith

The non blog spot

You know your living in the 21st century when..

1) you accidentally enter your password on a microwave.
2) you haven't played solitaire with real cards in years
3) the real reason for not staying in touch with friends is that they don't have a screen name
4) you'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing to button on the tv.
6) your boss doesnt even have the ability to do your job.
7) you read this list, & keep nodding and smiling
8) as you read this list, you think about sending it to all your friends
9) and.. you were to busy to notice number 5.
10) you actually scrolled back up to check that there was no 5
11) & now you're laughing at your stupidity
12) You actually post this somewhere so your friends can see it.
Have fun with this one:)

Week 2 (Fears)

My fear as a child was becoming a clown i believe, they were always scarry to me. The clowns at the circus were fine, as so i thought, but i never quite knew why they were dressed up as a clown. My fears now are not as clowns but getting my license taken away from me as a young adult, I've already crashed once, once two many i believe, but you know now what my fear is.