More Randomness, Anyone?

I was going to do a couple pictures this time, but the camera cord seems to have disappeared again. We can't find it. So... that's out.

I just got back from taking Vincent for a drive. We took Laura to be picked up for a babysitting job. Vincent loves riding. :-D He freaked out when we left without Laura. It was funny. We share taste in music, Vincent and I. How many girls do you know who ride down the highway, windows rolled down, rocking out to some bluegrass, and pausing to ask a little green bird how he likes it? Right. ;-)

quotes from the week:

"Miss Caitlin, I fell down. **makes sad face and sticks booty out** please kiss it. Kiss my butt." I nearly died. "no, Harley! You'll be fine. I'm not kissing it. Go play!" Harley is 2. She didn't realize there was anything odd about her asking, but she thought my reaction was hilarious. I made her laugh. :-P

"Miss Caitlin! I need a kleenex." ... "Miss Caitlin, I need a kleenex!" ... "It's okay, Miss Caitlin, I don't need a kleenex anymore. I just wiped it on my hand." -3 year old Carly

"Why are you wearing a necklace on your teeth?" -3 year old Christian

"Popsicle sticks! -no talking- Let's roll!" -Me ... I find myself saying some weird stuff sometimes.
Be a Popsicle stick means stand straight, and keep your hands by your side, but it struck me funny when I said that, leading my line down the hallway.

"I like your sweater, Miss Caitlin." ... "Why aren't you wearing a necklace today?" - 3 year old Jackson. Take a lesson, guys. lol

To follow up on the last post, my father has, indeed, succumbed to the illness. My mother is recovering, and we're all going to be coughing for a looong time. And I smell chocolate chip cookies in the oven.

And a totally uninteresting and pointless statement: I like everything in my closet, but I find myself looking matronly more often than not. I think I need a new wardrobe. I also need to ditch my glasses. It's a problem that I have short, curly hair, wear glasses, and love sweaters. I end up looking like a librarian or school marm. :-| Yesterday, I wore this shirt over a collared, button up black shirt (which happens to have stripes the same colors as the letters on the shirt), and it looked very cool. Every time I looked in the mirror, I was like "hey! I don't look like an old person! I kinda look young and cool" You know there's something wrong. I shouldn't look young and cool only occasionally. **grumpy face**

Anyways. So, maybe this post was exceptionally girly. Oh well. ^.^
Have a happy day!
Me

Because I Want To

I just felt like blogging, so here I am.
Nothing cool to say...
But I'll show you this super awesome dress and tiara I just found.
Well, I thought they were cool, anyways. I wouldn't wear them, though. At least not for my own wedding. Guinever's cool and all, but I don't want to be her.

So. Yeah. In case you were wondering, I'm still sick. In case you didn't know I'd been sick... yep. And now everyone is sick. Except Daddy. I'm sure he will succumb soon. If you're wondering what we're sick with, it's that same nasty flu thing that everyone has been getting lately. Starts with a terrible fever for about 3 days, then you feel like a coughing, congested zombie for another whole week or more. We've watched a lot of movies and a lot of Stargate in the past week. Yay. And my sweet Daddy just folded the mountain of laundry that has accumulated whilst the laundry-doer has been out of comission. (that's me.) I love my Daddy. And I miss the outside world. Although I have had to run a few errands, and I still managed to make it to work. Augh. That wasn't any fun. Aaanyways. No more whining. I'll turn the subject as soon as I come back with a nice mug of herbal tea with honey.

Okay.
In other news, ...um... You know, I can't really think of any other news. The orthodontist wants me to have a couple of teeth out. Yes, that was random. We can call it random blog night. He wants to take out the teeth behind my canines to help fix my overbite. And I guess we'll have my wisdom teeth out while we're at it. Dunno when that'll happen. Sometime, I guess.

More pleasant news. I finally finished reading David Copperfield! Hoorah! Loved it. The ending made me happy. I loved it. I already said that. Oh well. GAH I wish I could write like Dickens!! So good. It was a very sweet story. A feeling narrative with intriguing characters, and lots of different story lines running at once, in and out and through each other. And Dickens' characteristic fog and gloom over the whole thing, lit with brilliant sarcastic wit.

Ouch. Burnt my tongue. Tea still too hot.

So. I'm following American Idol again this year. We'll see how that goes. I have a confession to make. I like the guys better so far. **shrugs** Maybe it's just because guys are cooler in general. But I definitely have some favorites with the girls. The right ones were voted off already. I'll try to keep from doing my Randy Jackson impersonations. I was reading back on my Xanga from a couple years ago, and I was astounded at my immature fandom. Okay, so I wasn't that bad... It was fun, though. I like being silly sometimes, yo.

Vincent has been feeling pretty neglected lately. And I haven't done any photo posts lately. I meant to, a while back, but never did. I was gonna show you the stuff I'd been crocheting. Oh well. At least you got to see a wedding gown and a tiara in this one, right?

I reckon that's enough random rambling for tonight. I commend you if you got through it all. Please commemorate this moment by leaving a comment. :-D Or not.

Have a happy life!
love, me

The Longest Valentine

I know it's late, but it's still Valentine's Day. :)

I hope you've had a nice day. I got lots of chocolates from my preschoolers yesterday and today. That was really nice. Honestly, I've just wanted to pig out and eat them all up. But I haven't!

My favorite in the 3 year old class is Julia. She calls me Aunt Caitlin. I don't know why, but I awfully like it. lol She's not my favorite because of that, though. Her little valentine said "to Aunt Caitlin" on it, which I thought was sweet, since her mommy wrote it for her. And I almost wrote "from Aunt Caitlin" on the one I gave her, but I didn't want her mom to freak out and be all like "Who does this girl think she is, calling herself "Aunt Caitlin"?!" ...anyways. Yes, it's just a silly little nothing, but I like being a fake aunt. LOL

I wanted to write a thought-provoking, eloquent post. It didn't work out. I specifically told Anne that I didn't want to just sit and ramble til I end up saying something, but that's what I'm doing now - apparently it's what I'm best at.

So. Valentine's Day. We've never made a big deal of it around here. Our aunt usually sends us something sweet. Isn't that nice of her! But that's about it. Not that I don't like it. It's just not a big deal.

I think it's sad that so many people think a romantic relationship is necessary for complete happiness. It's not. There is only one relationship that will make a person complete. What people fail to see a lot of the time is that if you have a thriving relationship with God, everything else will fall into place. In His time, of course, and in His way (which may or may not be pleasant for you), but if you truly have a right relationship with Jesus Christ, God the Father, and the Holy Spirit, you will have a surpassing joy and peace and fulfillment that can't even compare with the strongest, most devoted, fairy-tale, human love.

And here I insert that I haven't the time and energy at this moment to define "right relationship" and the differences in what we call "happiness" and holy peace and joy. Although if anyone would like for me to expound, I would be happy to some day (soon?) when I have a little more "umph" in me. :D

Nor is this to say that I'm not like every other girl who wants a Prince Charming, either.

But it is awfully thrilling to know that I'm a Princess of the King of Kings, and he loves me with the most perfect, completely incomprehensible love ever. The Charmingest of all Prince Charmings can never live up to the love I already receive.

God is love. We've all heard it over and over, right? But think about it. What is love? It's hard to define. There are so many different kinds of love, and ways of showing love. Everything you can think of that is love, God is.

I said this last year during Valentine's season, but I'll say it again. It stands to reason that the God who *is* love is not limited to "types" of love. His love must be unmeasurably the strongest parental love, the sweetest brotherly love, and the most passionate romantic love together; the perfect love "which passeth knowledge." For as long as God is, we can't define love in it's fullest. It's beyond us. He is love. Selfless, giving, forgiving, eternal, unconditional love.

Don't be discouraged or lose hope when you're going through a tough time. You don't know how it's working things out to your good. I pray that God will grant you strength to bear it, so that you will be able to understand just how strong, and powerful is this love that passes all human understanding, and gives you such fulfillment in life. Give glory to Him; He can do more for you than you could ever even think to ask for.
( a very short, Caitlin translation of Eph. 3:13-21)

1st John 3:1(a.) "Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God"

Upon confessing our unworthiness, and accepting Christ's love (that he was already giving, even though we weren't responsive), we are drawn into His family and are worthy to be called the children of God. Kind of like the earthly way of a bride becoming part of the groom's family.

There are points I haven't covered, but I already mentioned that I was too tired to hit them all. I think it would take too long, too. You guys probably don't want a book out of me. LOL I promise, I don't count myself an expert, either, so do speak up if you have a word. :)

So, my basic point is this: I like Valentine's Day. I'm all for romance. But if LOVE himself doesn't satisfy you, kisses and roses from a human aren't going to, no matter how perfect they are, or how happy they make you feel. Think about God's love, and rest in him. He wants to be loved back too, so don't ignore the One who loves you most.

All said, if you're reading this, I must love you in some sort of way, and I wish you a Happy Valentine's Day. :)
~Princess Caitlin

P.S. This is probably the longest valentine note you've ever gotten.

Hello, Friends!

Have a happy Monday.
:)
I like being me.

And So, My Love

Okay, so the title was irrelevant.

My apologies. :D

Today I had my first car accident. Trees can be so inconsiderate sometime.
I was leaving this morning to take Laura to the chiropractor, and as I was backing into the driveway, I heard this "screee!" Not good. It was the tree that I had forgotten about. It screamed at me. I finished backing out, moaning "oh, no, nonono, please no!" then hopped out to survey the damage. A nice round, dinner-plate sized dent, accented with some long scratches, flaked paint, and a little touch of tree bark to top it off. Why couldn't the tree have yelled BEFORE I hit it?! But hit it I did. And I think my parents took it rather well. And I'm very apologetic, I assure you. **sigh** And, y'all, I was SO paranoid the rest of the day. The curbs and parked cars just seemed to be coming at me.

But I got over it, and Laura and I went to the chiropractor's office, where she got an adjustment while I caught up with the life of David Copperfield. Poor David's been feeling neglected the past 3 days. And I still only read about a chapter. I'll try and make it up to him tomorrow. Oh, wait. Tomorrow I need to figure out what I'm doing for preschool next week.

Anyways. Stopped by the bank. Got mixed up on the way out, as usual. I don't like one way roads much. Then we went to Cato, where I drooled over the clearance shoes, but didn't buy any. I wonder if it was God-ordained that none of the boots I liked were in my size... After Cato, we headed off to Michael's so I could use my gift card, and whatever other moneys I saw fit. It took me about 40 minutes to choose 18 dollars worth of yarn. I have a super cool project in mind, but that remains to be seen to. The last super cool projects I had in mind didn't come out the way I wanted them to in real life. Gr. BUT! that's not what I'm talking about.

Upon leaving Michael's, we headed to the Starbucks, where I proceeded to park on the other end of the parking lot for no apparent reason. I somehow didn't see the main parking spot. But... yeah. We already knew I was having vision problems today. But a couple yards walk is no big deal. So. I had a latte. And it was good. And if you want to know what I think, I'll tell you: I think Starbucks is overrated. Overrated. Ha! But I still like to go there. :-) So there. And it always makes me think of Sarah now.

On the way home, we stopped by Katey's house to drop off her camera. She let me borrow it. I crocheted a nifty little case for it, and so returned it arrayed in such fine apparel as it had never seen the likes of. She didn't know. It's a surprise. She told me to keep it in a sock since she misplaced the case, but I wanted my sock back. So, I fixed the problem.

Got home, searched for patterns for my cool project. I know I browsed through at least 40-something pages of Google. Nothing really useful, so I pulled out some of my new yarn and started on a pair of slippers I've been meaning to make for ages. I just finished them an hour ago. Seriously, I am pretty sure I worked on them nonstop from about 4 to 10, except for eating dinner. How in the world did they take that long? That's 3 hours per slipper. ... But I didn't do anything else! Maybe I was working slow. I thought I was working fast. Whatever. They're completely finished, and rather cute, if I do say so myself!

And now, my friends, here I am, eating celery with peanut butter-cream cheese-honey dip. Every now and then, a celery stick gets a dip of ranch dressing for a change. I'm sure you would have felt quite incomplete without knowing that, therefore I strongly felt I should inform you. ...Actually, no, I didn't. I just enjoy rambling.

This post is insanely long; short posts are much too difficult for me.
I think my journal is jealous. ;-)

Have a lovely Whatever Day it Currently Is,
Love,
Princess Caitlin