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Good God, I am tired today, dating is exhausting! 10 things I am grateful for today!
-my internet connection and computer
- the knowledge that when you truly turn your back on the past it cannot hurt you, you have to turn your back on the dark though and let all the bad guys of the hook, no half measures! I guess we forgive but don't forget, that experience is our most precious possession.
-the babe growing up; getting 100% on a geography quiz after we spent sometime going through her book, asking about a bra ( she's not quite there yet, she has graduated from boobicles i.e. bee stings to boobettes e.g. mini marsmallows, I want her to thinking getting boobs is fun and cool not the affliction I was raised to believe it was hence the names), she's going to Barcelona with school next week with a polka dot bikini, a home pedicure and a really good spanish accent!
- my new man friend has had a fascinating life, I just love to listen to him talk about it, I feel like I should be writing it down! he was a tough guy, no doubt, in a tough world. Reform school from 12, 1 of 13 kids to a single parent, lots of prison and from that background he quit drugs and alcohol, raised 2 kids alone, supports and looks after his grandson, does about 10 legit jobs simultaneously and trained as a drugs counsellor getting a degree and a bunch of prizes and volunteers for a bunch of stuff AND when you tell him how fab that is he just goes I just get up in the morning and try my best!
-my mum and dad, things weren't aren't and never will be perfect BUT the bottom line is I wouldn't be here without them and I am very glad I'm here! Thanks Deb and Jim!
-roasted, salted cashews
-my lovely pink and green Indian scarf that is allowing me to wear Summer stuff now and still keep warm
-this beautiful world
- babies I am craving a baby my eyes follow them down the street, my heart flutters when I hear them gurgle and aches when one cries. I don't know what this means for my life, I just gotta own up to the feeling.
-the lady who once payed mine and the babes bus fare when I was taking her to a ballet recital out of town and I had no money and the bus passes that I had bought did not extend to that area (I hadn't realised), I started crying on the bus when the driver asked for more money that I didn't have and this lady wordlessly got up and payed, I was so moved I couldn't get it together to thank her until I got off and then i was perfunctory because I was so teary. That night the babe was a mouse in cinderella and won a trophy and was so good and elegant I cried (again) and we got a lift home and I felt this universe does provide, it really, really, really does if we take a risk. I want to thank that lady now she helped out in such a classy way as though it was the most natural thing in the world. I can't wait to get the chance o passthat good deed along.
I hope everyone is well
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And I got to go to Barcelona with a polka dot bikini and home pedicure and great Spanish accent! All I know is Donde esta la playa? and Cafe con leche.
i'm late, but i love you and i'm thinking about you!
what a wonderful list - the new boob issue, or pre-issue, closing the door on darkness and or forgiving when needed - the new man! how many ways can you spell HOT??!!
the ink, the computer, the bus fare, all that good stuff - keep going girl!
love and everything nice - your friend christyX
lot's of challenges in the last few weeks - i'm at my wits end today - just too much going on = and i must say, i knew in my heart that these last few weeks of school would be the breaking point.
i am doing my best to focus on the positive - it's been challenging to say the least!
take care and love - cX
BUT most importantly - a huge kiss and hug and a giant sized uber thank you - you always have my back when i need it most!
fuck girl, last minute changes to the crew, role changes - i have a decenter, fucking shit! i am so sick of coming into these types of situations. i've dealt it before, there's always one nut who needs to get cracked - i can't tell/feel anymore.
i had words with him and sadly enough, i busted tail shooting his film almost a month ago and he was so rude on the set. i've learned a lot since then, mostly about myself - and my infamous anger addiction that sometimes gets the best of me.
it doesn't help that i've missed 3 counseling sessions due to my temporarily restricted schedule, and the fool i'm dealing with is autistic and not up front about it, in terms of the people he's working with.
his communication skills are sub zero up close and i don't have the patience or tolerance - first quarter - i unfortunately dealt with an ex-crack head turned mush brain and a mentally ill - j-rock lover the first round, i am disappointed that college in america boils down to dealing with folks like this.
that might sound harsh, but i am ill equipped to deal with people like this when i'm trying to get an education! does this make sense? it's not fair, and although everyone is there for their own reasons, i take my job seriously and film making is not a fucking hobby for me!
we had words during a heated meeting that i ended up walking out of, i'm not proud of what i said prior to leaving, *i yelled into the guys face that i didn't want him in my group, period*, and told my instructor "don't tell me what do to", when he asked me to sit down, but i can only tolerate so much!
the positive? i am learning, and moving forward - i feel better today after my period exploded yesterday.
good timing, right?! i was seriously pent up!
anyways - i love you - thanks for listening and mostly: thanks for reminding me why i'm working so hard - Rescue is coming along beautifully in spite of all of this and i'm quite proud to be doing this film.
hearts - CX
p.s. we've shot 4 interviews so far and this week, we'll shoot a re-enactment and two more interviews on friday - i meet with the music guys this weekend to go over the beats/sound i want & more shooting of the city/cutaways.
i am not perfect, and i am letting go of this as we speak and concentrating on what i change/work on. my focus is finally re shifting and the pain is lifting, after a month of BS!
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Me too! its fabulous when your kids life experiences outstrip yours!
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