my life

Times are Changing

2011-12-05T20:38:00.000-08:00

SO here we are at the end of another year and i can't help but think about the year that has gone by already and it seems like it just flew by. there are so many things that have changed. My daughter is almost 5 years old and is going to be starting pre-school next year. she is so vibrant and outgoing and can be such a joy at times.. and then there are other times that it is so frustrating to live with her.

Flooding in Saint Albans,VT

2011-05-07T20:21:00.000-07:00

Okay so it has been a long time since i have been on here, but i lost internet at home and things have just been really hectic.
So i am not sure how many of you have been following the serious flooding in Vermont and know that it is now officially in a state of emergency. But i thought that i would submit some photos of that so that those who have been following it, can get a glimpse of what is going on...
Enjoy~

Christmas time

2010-11-28T21:07:00.000-08:00

The Christmas season has always been one of my favorites. There is something that is almost magical about listening to Christmas music while the snow is gracefully falling outside, blanketing everything with a promise of new life to start when it is gone. Turning what was dead to a white cover that in the spring time would yield new life.
I can remember when i was little, christmas was like speed to me.. I always seemed to have a hard time falling asleep and was never really aware that i had fallen asleep until i woke up the next morning, and bounded down the stairs in anticipation of the piles and piles of gifts that were left under the tree by Santa and of course Mom and
Dad. I can remember Mom and Dad letting us do our stockings when we first got up, but we had to wait until after breakfast to do the presents.And of course it is hard for a little kid who is excited to think of anything else other than opening presents, let alone eating breakfast. there was this friend of my parents who used to always bring us over a fruitcake on Christmas too. it was actually pretty good.
I can remember one Christmas when my brother and i decided that we were going to wait up so that we could see Santa. once we thought that mom and dad had gone to bed, Tyler and i snuck out on the hardwood landing that overlooked the living, hoping to sneak a glimpse of Santa and to our dismay, it was not Santa that we saw, but Mom and Dad..
I can remember another Christmas when i was young, we were opening presents and there was this one present. it was a piece of metal piping in a box. my brother looked all confused and i did too for a moment. and then i realized what it was and jumped up. i ran to the edge of the livingroom and opened the door and there stood a firemans pole going to the basement. and there was also an inflatable dinosaur in there... it was a great Christmas.
There was one Christmas that i got a dollhouse that my dad and brother had made for me and now that i have a little girl, i gave it to her for Christmas last year and she has loved playing with it.
Now that i have my own family, i have started to make new traditions that are right for us. such as decorating the tree on our daughters birthday.... two days before christmas, and of course there is all of the shopping and wrapping of the presents. Even amidst all of the hustle and bustle, we still find time to visit family that has been a distant thought until this season. it really is the season where even the most selfish of people put aside there feelings and for once think about someone else, even if it is only short-lived.
Christmas has a new meaning to me. my daughter was born on december 23rd and has made it even more special for me. i now get to shop for her at christmas and watch her open her presents with such excitement that it takes me back to being a little girl again. She reminds me that even now, there is still that excited little girl in me at christmas and that is something that i hope never dies... Merry Christmas to all!!!

Adoption and such....

2010-04-01T04:29:00.001-07:00

I just recently celebrated my 18th year anniversary of my adoption with my parents...(actually it was just yesterday) and it made me think about how different my life would be if these people had not opened their home and their hearts to me. when they took me in, i was a scared and scarred little girl, and now thanks to them i am a beautiful woman with a family of my own. i would not be anywhere near where i am today if it were not for them. i wouldn't have any morals or any sense of modesty.the woman who gave birth to me has been in and out of my life and has caused more pain than she will ever know and it wasn't until recently that i realized that i didn't HAVE to have her be a part of my life, but that i had two parents already and that i would be just fine, if not better without her. she doesn't deserve to know me or my family because she doesn't even know herself. so how can she even begin to know me? if there is one thing that i would thank her for, it is that she made the choice to let someone who could love me and nourish me, be the ones to raise me.
i love my parents more than anything and no matter what i have done, they have always loved me and forgiven me, it may have taken time to get there, but i finally feel like i am having the relationship with my parents that i have always wanted...

Traditions

2010-04-01T04:25:00.000-07:00

so as Easter is just around the corner, i find myself thinking about the traditions from my childhood and what we used to do. i remember this one Easter we were at my aunts house and her dog ate my basket of candy! and then there was the one that we spent in Ohio with some friends that had moved from east Middlebury. there were alot of good memories there and i want to have the chance to give my daughter an opportunity to have memories made that she will remember a decade later.

Facebook applications

2010-03-25T17:36:00.000-07:00

So there are like over one thousand facebook applications and there are probably just as many spam applications too. what i don't get is how an application like that can be published. i mean isn't there someone who actually test those to make sure that they don't contain a virus or something? if not, maybe there should be someone who does, and not only tests for that but also tests to make sure that the application is legitimate and that is really does what it ways. i mean there are tons of applications where they say you can send free gifts to member who play different games on face book but they don't do a damn thing. all they do is make that person mad and get them even more frustrated. i recently tried using one of those to find out that it was spam. how can spam applications be allowed to be published? i mean everything that you create on face book has to be approved first, so how does something like that get approved in the first place?

The Late Late Show with Craig Fergusun...

2010-03-17T11:48:00.001-07:00

Ok so i recently started watching this show and it is pretty funny. He goes on and on about twitter and how its used.
I first saw him in the movie Saving Grace. he was a potsmoking gardener who ends up growing it with the woman that he works for so that she can keep her house after her husband had died leaving her with lots of debts...
while watching this show i have seen alot of mannerisms that i noticed in the movie too and it was just really neat.
He is great at his show and keeps the people entertained until the end.

funny news headlines

2010-03-17T11:44:00.001-07:00

So last night i was reading the burlington free press online and one of the headlines of the newspaper was Bad math forces Ed Department to correct list of low-achieving schools...does anyone else think that it is too ironic? it is one of those headlines that you would expect to see on the David Letterman show in the top ten funniest headlines... I saw this and i had to crack a smile.

i miss....

2009-12-27T13:08:00.000-08:00

i miss the way you used to touch me, i miss the way you used to make me smile, i miss the way you used to make me laugh, i miss the way you used to make me feel special, i miss the way you used to look at me, but most of all i miss you...

BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER!!!!

2009-12-24T12:10:00.000-08:00

ok so i just got the best present ever yesterday. it was from my dad. all growing up, my dad and i would spend alot of time listening to Les Miserables together and when i was in 8th grade, my mother took me and my best friend Caitlin Harder to see it on Broadway. it has since ended its run on broadway and just yesterday my dad gave me a mounted poster from the play along with a souvenir brochure and Synopsis and the cds of the mjusic. i am in heaven...i am exstatic i love it so much and could not have asked for a more sentimental, thoughful gift...

thanks dad, i love you

funny things

2009-12-14T19:19:00.001-08:00

oh so my daughter ( who is going to be 3 in 9 days, yikes!) has started saying things like “if you want to give me……(followed by whatever she wants,) that’s ok mommy.” it is so cute.she also thinks that everything that she wants is a must have and she just NEEDS to have it.

she has also been getting herself dressed in the morning and coming up with some outrageous outfits like a striped shirt with flower pants and things like that.

she has also started to dress her stuffed animals in her clothes and gets mad when they don’t fit them properly.

All nighters

2009-12-04T04:18:00.000-08:00

i remember when i was like early teens, i could stay up all night no problem and be ready to hit the ground running when the sun came up, now i'm ready to hit the pillow snoring when the sun comes up. it is amazing how quickly that can change. I remember having sleep-overs and thinking that it is so cool to stay up all night, now i think otherwise, but sometimes it is the only time that i truly get for me.

Savannah Lyn Corse

2009-11-29T12:11:00.001-08:00

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Poems from my childhood

2009-11-29T12:01:00.001-08:00

Where the Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

All the World's a Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

Dream within a dream

2009-11-29T11:55:00.001-08:00

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

The Road not Taken

2009-11-29T11:52:00.001-08:00

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Footprints

2009-11-29T11:49:00.001-08:00

Christmas time

2009-11-27T14:57:00.000-08:00

i love the christmas season. all of the parties, the lights and the christmas carols.
i remember growing up, my mother and i used to go to cookie parties together. they were so much fun. so many great cookies that we got to bring home.
The best christmas present that i ever got didn't even come on christmas, it came 2 days before. it weighed 6lbs 7oz and was 19 inches long. it was my daughter. That christmas we went to my parents house for a week. it was such a joyous time. i remember the christmas that i got a doll bed for my felicity. i was so excited. i think that was the same year that i got a doll closet too.

Thanksgiving

2009-11-26T06:42:00.000-08:00

as i am sitting here enjoying a little bit of quiet time( curtis took Savannah with him to Burlington to pick up our friend who is joining us today)smelling the apple sauce cooking and getting ready to make the turkey, i am reminded of many thanksgivings at home. things that were so familiar like the smell of apple pie cooking or the turkey, listening to music while dad made his gravy, and just having the whole house filled with laughter and joy. it is a time for families to come together and be happy and eat lots of food. For many, it is that chance to see that favorite Aunt or Uncle who they don't see very often, of for parents to see their children who have married and moved away. it is a great excuse to get together don't you think?

NCIS

2009-11-15T20:13:00.000-08:00

ok, now there is a show that no matter how many times you watch the smae episode, will still make you laugh every time. i am a serious die-hard NCIS fan, i have watched from Agent Todd to Zeva, From Gibbs mustache to no mustache, from the team being together, to being seperated to being back to gether again. that show is AWESOME. I do not miss a chance to watch this show. the creators have a way of throwing in little spots of humor that can be hilarious at times.

Famous Quotes....

2009-11-15T20:06:00.000-08:00

"it is better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all." William Shakespeare

Okay, so what if you have a person who has been married only a few days to the love of their life and that person dies and then their life spins out of control and they become suicidal as a result of losing the person that they had loved? or what if someone gets rejected by someone that they love and they become a rapist or a serial killer who targets women (or men) who fit the profile of that one that had rejected them?
it begs the question, is it really "..better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all"?