brain-washing and beyonce

Had a dream last night that I stumbled into a house full of people I knew who were brain washed by the house owner. She tried to brain wash me too but I didn't fall for it.

Also, this is great:

magic

Snippet of a conversation from nannying today:

Josh: "Do you like unicorns, Danielle?"
Me: "Yep."
Josh (smiling): "Me too."

Jessica loves Julie Andrews, as do I, which kind of bonds us in a way. She often asks me if I'm Mary Poppins, to which I always reply with a resounding, "YES!" But then she says, "Why aren't you wearing a dress then? Mary Poppins always wears a dress."

Mary Poppins is pure magic. And I'm enchanted by it. This is magic too:

a little bit lost

Every so often in my rigorous grad-school program, I get a chance to breath. Like right now. I have a minute to get my head above water and take a deep breath before being plunged back into the depths. And these moments of recovery are becoming rarer and rarer. Sometimes I wish I'd never enrolled in this program. And sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself just a little bit. I don't feel quite the same...I think what I'm feeling is what they call "jaded." And I miss my friends. I hate that I don't get to see them very much.

I sound like such a whiney-pants. But this is what blogs are for, right?


Alas, the end is near. Not as near as I would like it to be, but near it is indeed. I just pray that the Lord keeps me together. I know he will. He always does.