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Name: Joy Country: United States State: New Jersey Metro: Cherry Hill Birthday: 9/12/1986 Gender: Female
Interests: Guatemala, Photography, Babies, Church women, The ocean, Dancing as if no one were watching, Jumping into lakes, Midnight canoeing, Bubble baths, Icecream out of the carton, Swimming, Trampolines during rainshowers, Sunny days, Sunsets, Malaga Camp, Bikeriding, Suprise visits, Bacon Occupation: Nanny
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Member Since:
9/7/2004
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| So every once in a while I just crave change. Sometimes I consider a haircut, that never happens haha. Sometimes I think that I might like to rearrange my furniture but I realize that it wouldn't look better any other way. It just gets weird. So this time I thought, hey why not paint a tree on my wall? So I did.


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| This is me with curly hair. It happens about once every 4 years. Don't expect it to occur again. I'm kind of against heat damage.


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| I don't know what's going on with me anymore. I'm happy with my life, I love what I do, I'm not stressed by anything. I have great friends, good support. I love my family, I love my home, I love my dog Grace! I have so many amazing women in my life who are there for me. But I feel so blah. This always happens to me in the winter mind you. I really need to be where it is warmer. It's necessary for my wellbeing I've decided. Anyhow, something in me is urging me to leave. Leave this place. That scares me. Anyone want to go on vacation? I could really use one. You know what I need? A good, long, hard run. For some reason, when nothing in my life seems to make sense, and my mind feels super jumbled, I go for a run and when I return, I can think straight again. Running is good for my soul. Maybe I'll do that soon. Maybe if it stops being so cold out. Yeah. Sorry you read this. | | |
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I got a little frog for my aquarium! His name is Walter, he's an African Clawed Frog. He swims really fast to the top and then floats back down. I think I'm going to get a couple more if he seems to do well so that he'll have some buddies. Soooo cute. The whole point of this post is so that I can show his picture to Jen Ewing. Haha.
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| Every night I go through the same thing after dinner. We're sitting at the table still when all of the sudden I hear the ice cream man. I run out of my house and into the street but I don't see him, I yell "ice cream man I want ice cream!" That's when the music stops. Then I run back in the house and out the back door only to realize I can see Him driving down the street on the the other side of the lake. His song starts up again. I see him, I hear him, I scream "Ice cream man pleeeeeaaaase come to North Shore! Over here ice cream man!" Then I walk back in my house and sadly tell my parents that once again, he has decided not to come to my side of the lake. That's when my mom tells me to get on my bike or my dad tells me to take the car but they just don't understand. It's not the same unless he comes by my house and I run out to the street with money. It's just not right. Why must he taunt me every night? Do you know how dissapointing it is to see and hear him and not be able to get icecream from him EVERY NIGHT!
Ice cream man, if you're out there... please come to North Shore tomorrow.
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