I'm Anything But Ordinary

I'm Anything But Ordinary

12 March 2006

It's Life I Never Left

~~~~ Happy

I'm back home again for spring break. With the exception of Tom no one's home so I think I'll have a lot of time to myself. Really I don't mind too much. I've really been looking forward to this. The car trip up here was fine. Daddy took me and Steph and we got to Wooster without any mishaps. Unfortunatley, Daddy mentioned our baseball tickets had come and they had a Florida stadium printed as the location. We looked, and even though the schedule says the game is @ Cincinnati, they mean Cincinnati's spring training stadium in Florida. It makes me sad. :( Those tickets are useless now. Piss.

Today I haven't done much. I woke up at 10:30 and helped Daddy around the house. Then Mom and I went to Staples, the outlet mall, and CVS. I got a new umbrella and renewed my prescription. For dinner Daddy made pizza and then we watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. *Gasp* I spent a day with the parentals and I actually enjoyed it. Tomorrow the Beckers are coming over and we're having a lasagna party. Grandma isn't home yet so itll just be us. I think Tom and I will probably do something later that night too. Monday I have a hairscut, a dermatologist appointment, and I hope to make my summer job phone calls. Tuesday I need to go get those job applications and get some groceries at Buehlers. Wednesday I'm either spending the day with Mom or meeting Lindsay at South Park for Panera Bread and fixing her laptop. I have no idea what I'll be doing the other four days of break but I think that's for the best. :rolleyes: Oh, I'm watching Mary Poppins right now and she's singing "Feed the Birds" :confused: I love this song.

Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul's
The little old bird woman comes.
In her own special way to the people she calls,
"Come, buy my bags full of crumbs.
Come feed the little birds, show them you care
And you'll be glad if you do.
Their young ones are hungry,
Their nests are so bare;
All it takes is tuppence from you."
Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,
Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.
"Feed the birds," that's what she cries,
While overhead, her birds fill the skies.
All around the cathedral the saints and apostles
Look down as she sells her wares.
Although you can't see it, you know they are smiling
Each time someone shows that he cares.
Though her words are simple and few,
Listen, listen, she's calling to you:
"Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,
Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag."

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