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A Good Night, An Unrelated Bad Morning

This is one of the aDORable kids I got to babysit for last night! She's one of 3 kids and they are a family of 4s.  She is 4 years old, her older brother is in 4th grade, and her little brother is 4 months old.  I think that's sickeningly cute.  Let me just say, these kids are angelic.  They get along swimmingly with each other and the older brother is the best older brother I've ever seen.  He'd do anything to help out and to keep his little siblings happy.  We started the night watching The Grinch (the Jim Carrey one, not the original... lame.), then we went board game cRAZy, playing Topple, Tumble, Life, and Monopoly Jr.  For anyone out there thinking about buying the game Topple, don't.  It's boring and it falls over uber-fast.  We continued, and ended, the night watching The Incredibles -- great movie!  The downside -- I got paid a whole $40 to watch 3 kids for 5 hours... Luckily they were fantastic.  

 

However, towards the end of the night I was feeling pretty awful... stomach ache, cramps, headache -- the general "everything is awful" kind of sick feeling.  I was just laying on the couch hoping I didn't fall asleep before the parents got home.  I really hate when the parents come home and you've dozed off -- they give you that look, you know the one I mean, the "what if my kids were dying in the next room and you were sitting here sleeping" look.  Anyway, I didn't fall asleep.  But I did throw up.  So now I'm in the bathroom practically praying that the parents don't come home while I'm in there, but at the same time hoping they come home VERY soon.  So I think, maybe something I ate today didn't agree with me -- that's a viable thought, right?  WRONG.  

The parents finally come home, hand me my whoppin' $40 and I rush my ass out of there so fast you'd think the house was on fire.  Now all I'm thinking is "Please get home before you need to be sick again."  Success.  However, the second I walk in the door, it happens again.. and keeps happening every hour or so from the hours of 1 to 6 in the morning.  miserable.  So, that's how my day went... and I've been sitting, eating very little, taking random naps all day long, and I'm finally feeling a little bit better.  I think it was the donut I was finally able to keep down.  Donuts fix everything.  

Now, I've come to accept the bad mornings/days after I've been drinking for a good night, but man I hate being sick!! At least when I'm hungover I know it's my own fault.  I didn't do anything wrong except agree to watch a few good kids and be the world's best babysitter.  UNfair.  I'm pretty positive this is a passing sickness and I'll be back to my regular self tomorrow though!!! Winter break... here I come!! :-D  

Post to ya soon!
-- Pyper

An Adventure?

I'm ready to be swept away, ready for a ride.

Ready for almost anything, take me with the tide.

Dare to take me with you, take me for it all.

I promise I will follow, just catch me if I fall...  


I've recently stumbled upon someone... well not too recently and not StumpleUpon like the website. :-P  We met a few months ago and have only in the past week been able to hang out and get to know each other.  Anyway, I'm not gonna go into too much detail on all that, but we're both really fun and exciting people -- and I don't meet a lot of those.. Do I like a lot of the guys I meet?  Sure.  But can they keep up with me and my great big personality?  Most can't.  
I wrote this poem awhile ago because for some reason that day I was inspired.  I don't remember why, I don't even remember when.  I feel like it has become pretty relevant to my life right now though. If we decided to go on an adventure together... I think we'd have a lot of fun.  I mean, as of right now, what we have is nothing really, so I don't have my heart set on anything, but for where I am in my life right now... I'm ready for that kind of adventure.  :-)  

Post to ya soon!! 
-- Pyper

Here It Goes

My name is Pyper Reynolds.  I'm halfway through my senior year of college and I don't know what I'm doing with my life.  I mean... I'm going to school for Elementary Education, and I have every confidence that I'll have a job next year because I'm good at what I do.  I'm really good.  But like I said, I have no idea what I'm REALLY doing with my life, you know, besides the school and the job and the everything you have to do.  I go out on the weekends, I hang out with my friends, I meet guys... but do I have a someone? Someone who's always there?  Someone to come home to?  No. And I live with my parents because I moved back home for student teaching, which really doesn't help the situation. 

My life is completely composed of brief encounters with people I meet.. at bars.. at school.. at gas stations.  

"They" always say things like... "Life is a solo trip, but you'll have lots of visitors.  Some of them are long-term, most aren't." (Don't ask me who 'they' are... I've been trying my whole life to figure it out and I still don't know. But whoever they are, they really seem to have it together.)  I love this quote though... it's one I like to remember when I'm feeling ... not so connected in the world.  But it's a hard motto to live by, I mean, everyone wants to be loved. Everyone wants long-term visitors.  And when the people we meet turn out to be those brief encounters instead of those long-term visitors, it kind of tears us apart.  I wonder if even the person who said this (and I don't know who it is) was able to accept and live by their statement. 

Well now that I've probably bummed you out a little bit, I'll explain exactly what this blog is for.  I don't have a mission like on Julie & Julia, I'm not going to cook a dish a day for a year or ... write a poem or song lyrics everyday either.  My only mission is to document, in whatever ways I see fit, some of the brief encounters I have in my life.  Sometimes I'll post pictures -- maybe they'll be beautiful, maybe they'll be hilarious, but either way they'll be something.  Some days I'll post my favorite quotes depending on how I feel that day or who I happened to run into an hour before.  Still sometimes, I'll post works of my own, because I do like to dabble in the putting together of words to make something... moving, beautiful, horrifying, hysterical.  And I promise you that some days I won't post anything at all -- maybe because I'll be too busy living my crazy-fun life, or maybe I'll be too upset to really do much of anything that day.  I can't promise that you'll love this blog. Really. You might even hate it, you might hate me already. That's okay.  My posts won't always be sad,and they won't always be happy, they won't always be worth your time.  But. They will all be parts of my story, and my many brief encounters... 

Post to ya soon!!
-- Pyper