gsp Thoughts From A Diva: 8/20/06 - 8/27/06

Thoughts From A Diva

Random images and thoughts from a misplaced Minnesota Diva trying to survive in Wisconsin.

Thursday, August 24, 2006


School starts here on September 5. I know; a lot of people are already back in school. But both Meg and I start school on Tuesday after Labor Day.

We are headed out later today to do our school shopping. Not clothes, just supplies. We will pick up our First Day of School outfits on Saturday. Meg will also be getting a new backpack this year...just as she does every year.

I can remember as a kid going school shopping. We would get our lists and go buy all of our supplies. My favorite part was picking out the notebooks and folders. I always wanted fun ones. The best ones I ever got were some that had velvet on the outside and could be colored in like those posters they sell.

Now, the teachers tell you what color folders and notebooks to buy. You don't really get a choice. It kind of sucks.

Speaking of folders, does anyone else remember PeeChees? I used to love decorating mine.

I would spend oodles of classroom hours coloring in the cheerleaders skirts or writing my latest love's name. I think I would go through 3 or 4 per class every year.

Too bad they don't make PeeChees anymore. They were the perfect folder.

I am excited about going back to school. I always loved school and that has not changed after 20 years. I am taking more classes this year. I have 5 so far, I am trying to find a way to fit in a 6th class, but probably won't be able to. I am carrying 14 credits right now.

Yea! I get to go spend money today and not feel guilty about it! Meg is even getting a new backpack! (I'm not, backpacks that can hold my laptop are just too expensive to get a new one every year.)

Have you seen the new backpacks at Target? In the stores, they have one that has the Annoying Thing on it. When you push his belly, it makes the sound. I absolutely love it. If I were buying a new backpack, that is the one I would get. I try to sell it to every little kid that comes in the store. One little boy even knew what it was! He couldn't have been more than 4 or 5 and he knew the Thing from the internet!!!

Well, I gotta go...I need to get a little more sleep. Hopefully, the cats are done tormenting me so I can go back to sleep.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006


Sunday, August 20, 2006

A Marine

Marines come in all shapes, shades, weights, sizes, states of
sobriety, misery, and confusion. He is sly as a fox, has the nerve
of a dope addict, the stories of an old sailor, the sincerity of a
politician, and the subtly of Mt. Saint Helen. He is extremely
irresistible, totally irrational and completely indestructible.

A Marine is a Marine all his life. He is a magical creature. You
can kick him out of your house but not out of your heart. You can
take him off your mailing list but not off your mind. Marines are
found everywhere... in battle... in lust... in bars and ... behind them. No one can write so seldom and
yet think so much of you. No one else can get so much enjoyment out
of a letter or clean clothes or a six pack.

A Marine is a genius with a deck of cards. A millionaire without a
cent and brave without a grain of sense. He is the PROTECTOR OF
AMERICA, with the latest copy of playboy in his back pocket. When he wants something it's usually 30 days leave, music that hurts the ears, a five dollar bill...or a woman he can count on.

Girls love them, mothers tolerate them, fathers brag about them, the government pays them, the police watch out for them and somehow they all work together. You can beat their bodies but not their minds.

You can tame their hearts but not their souls. He likes girls, females, women, ladies, and the opposite sex. He dislikes small checks, working weekends, answering letters, eating chow, waking up, maintaining a uniform, and the day before payday.

You may as well give in. He is your long distance lover...he is your steel eyed, warm smiling, blank minded, hyperactive, over reacting, curious, passive, talented spontaneous, physically fit, good for nothing bundle of worry..... And will always be there for you regardless of how long its been since you've last talked.

Music Concert

Anthony called yesterday all excited because he was going to some kind of music festival in Irvine, CA. Said they were going to see Def Leppard, Journey, Cheap Trick and Billy Idol.

Here are some pics he sent to me. Not sure who they are, but still...