Deep Thoughts From Students, Entry 3:

This is the conversation I just heard in my yearbook classroom:

Jordin: Oh my gosh! Look at that huge cleavage hair!

Girls Around Jordin (as they all look down at their cleavage): What? What are you talking about?

Jordin (who pulls a gigantor piece of hair off of Reyna's shirt): Look at it! Cleavage hair is a real problem these days.

Me (only speaking inside of my head): Yes, yes it is.

Goodbye Molly...

To the kitty we affectionately called Fluffy...Thank you for the last 13 years. We love you and will always miss you.

Nostalgia

My Pullman Checklist:

• Dinner at New Garden - Check
• Catching up with my dad - Check
• Sleeping in until 11 - Check
• A burger and fries at Cougar Country - Check
• Watching the Cougs play their version of football - Check
• Kicking Katy and Trevor's butts in a rousing game of "Life" - Check
• Sleeping in until 11 once again - Check
• A quick trip to the Bookie - Check
• A small green salad with a bread twist at Sella's - Check
• Enjoying the view of wheat fields and old barns - Double-check

A Confession...

Here's the thing - I wasn't raised in a materialistic home. Our mismatched couches came from garage sales, our silverware came from Goodwill, and to this day, my mother finds no pleasure in shopping for things for her house. I think that's what happens when you've watched your parents literally "give up" all of their posessions in order to come to the United States. And let me make it clear that in Cuba, my mother's parents had LOTS of posessions.

With that said, I'm embarassed to admit that I have an obsession with a possession.

Okay, in all honesty, I have three obsessions with possessions.

#1 - Books. I love them, I need them, I literally surround myself with them. They are my friends and if I am really honest, they are also my trophies. I don't have trophies for any athletic accolades and reading has always been something I am good at. I think I can kick a little ass in reading. And so my books are a non-negotiable. They're staying put, people.


#2 - Dishes. I love dishes. I love dishes that match. I especially love crisp, white dishes and dishes that are accented with red. Perhaps this comes from some deep-rooted feeling of inadequecy, being that in my childhood, our dishes never matched. Never. This is probably why when my mom bought her home several years ago, I bought her a dish set.

And last but not least #3 - Bedding!!! - which is what prompted me to write this post to begin with being that today we purchased a new duvet and new pillows. This particular obsession stems back to "The Sound of Music" and the bed Julie Andrews had. I wanted that bed, I wanted that comforter, and I have worked very hard to get it in my own way.

Books, dishes and bedding. I love them. I confess.