On our *maybe* new home.
I just got an email from Emma…. Read the rest of this entry »
I love my Dad.
I’ve had a rough few days. Tonight, my Dad sat next to me on the couch, and asked me how I was. With tears in my eyes, I let it all out. Everything. We talked and talked, and he couldn’t believe what I was telling him. Not because of anything that I have done, but because of the way that some people choose to lead their lives, and hurt those around them.
My father is the most caring, understanding, unconditionally-loving person I know. I’m so greatful that he and my Mom have raised my brothers and I to be open minded, caring for others, and accepting of who people really are. I know my father loves me, and that no matter what, he will always be there for me.
And that my father also loves the ones I love. I couldn’t believe the hurt on his face when I let him know what was going on with someone we both care about. He was devistated to hear the pain and anguish being gone through this very minute, and how we can do nothing about it.
I love my Dad so very much.
I’m very sorry.
Mrs. J,
Please read the email that I have sent you, if you haven’t already.
With my love, and apologies,
Sarah
Stamps? Of course you need ’em anyway!
An email from my best bud Kara:
Those of you know know me best know that autism awareness is a matter close to my heart. I wanted to let you know (so that you’ll pass the word along…) that the new Autism Society of America stamps are coming out this Sept 11th. The Stamps will honor those affected by the tragedy of 9-11, and proceeds (20%!) will go to the Autism Society.
For more info – click here.
Thanks, and pass it on!
Love,
Kara
Buy some! Buy many!
I need a new button.
I need a button for my new site. If anyone can whip one up for me, I’d be very thankful. What I’m looking for, is something having a symbol for the US, a symbol for the UK, and a rainbow. My “dream” button would be an earth, with a rainbow streatched between the US and the UK. I’d also like the name of my blog (Sarah Moves to England) in it.
Just drop me an email – sarahmovestoengland(at)yahoo(dot)com
Jajah’s Free Phone Calls
I usually don’t advertise stuff in my blog posts, but I came across something today that I have to share. I found a way to make free phone calls. Real phone calls, on real phones – no headsets, no prepaid stuff.
I registered with the site, and had to fill out a very short forum with my info. I didn’t have to put in any info like credit cards or SSNs, just my phone number, and my email addie. I emailed Emma, and she did the same. Then, I called her.
The way it works, is that you input the number you want to call. Jajah calls you, then connects you to the person you are calling. Most land-line to land-line phones are free. They make their money other ways, (sms messaging, calls to mobile phones, etc.) You can read their FAQ here.
It really does sound too goo to be true, but I did some research, and I didn’t find anyone outting them as scammers.
I am what I hate.
I stand for the anonymous masses, but I chide those who don’t come forward.
I never apologize for my actions, but I let others say their sorries for me.
I am not a bully, but I try to intimidate those around me.
I make fun of the losers, but correct others who follow my lead.
I abhore censorship, but I hide words that question my own.
I left a forum because of the admin’s actions, but I became what I left.
I encouage all opinions, until they are different than mine.
I team up with others to put up a wall, but I feel attacked when the other side bonds.
I am what I hate, but I don’t see what I am.
Headaches, Heartaches, and Hunger
I’m so not in the mood to blog, but it’s been a while. Might as well make a post of short sentences. Maybe it’ll get the negativity out of my system.
I miss Emma. It’s our 5 year anniversary tomorrow. She’s still in the UK, and I won’t see her again until September 2nd. I chat with her everyday, and she calls me when she can, but it’s nothing like being together in real life.
I’ve had a migrane for about 3 days now. I think it’s because of the weather, and the thunderstorm that just won’t come.
I haven’t crocheted a stitch since I’ve been back. Come to think of it, I haven’t done squat since I got back. I haven’t even unpacked yet.
Diets don’t suck. Cravings do.
Three people I have looked up to (in a way) have disappointed me. Even though I only knew then through the internet, it kind of sucks when people you thought were the anti-bullies just turn out to be bullies in different forms. Bullies suck. Bullies who brag about sticking together to bully suck even more.
My dog gets mopey when I do. We’re a pair, the two of us right now.
It’s not all bad, though.
Emma wrote me an email that says “Don’t read until July 25th” in the subject line. She’s such a cutie.
I found paperwork I was looking for (for something I’ll get into at a later date), and it looks dead easy to fill out. Now, it’s a matter of finding a functioning printer to print it all out.
I got my Weight Watchers books in to day, and it looks pretty simple to keep track of.
Ramblings in a Lil Black Dress 