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My new Roommate...

 So I'd like to introduce to you my new roommate. She is a beautiful blond, pretty short, tiny frame and almost 70 years old (in dog years that is). Even though her hair gets everywhere, she doesn't always smell shower fresh (sometimes she's in serious need of mint too, but I don't want to hurt her feelings and tell her), and she has the unending energy of a 2 year old, she really is the nicest roommate I've ever had. Very easy to please, and always there for me!                                         " See I'm getting sick of this photo shoot, if you don't give me a treat soon, I'm going to eat your camera. Okay maybe not, since I wouldn't hurt a fly-- I was once mauled by a cat!" "Thank you!"                                                                          "Man this is good!" "Uhhhh.... Heaven in my mouth!"

Some things never change...

Now with all the change that has blown into my life in the past month, (new home, new roommates, new career path, new financial status, new zip code, new routine, etc.) it is nice to know that there are a few things that never change... 1. The King of Kings (praise the Lord!) 2. The rising and setting of the sun 3. The lunch I pack for school/work-- yes, as many of you know (or the three people reading this), I love my standard elementary school sack lunch, and that still hasn't changed. I do switch up a few items, but the staples remain. Does this menu not bring you back to your childhood? -Main meal = turkey and cheese on a slice of bread or a PB & J -Fruit = apple or banana -Yogurt = Dannon light and fit -Granola bar = a fun isle at the grocery store -Extra snack = cookies, string cheese and grapes, snack pack pudding, etc. -Afternoon snack = trail mix, popcorn, carrots and hummus, etc. Who can beat that menu! Come on!!! I'm curious do you think turkey an

Q and A time...

Q: What is the difference between a cappuccino and a latte? A: Cappuccinos and Lattes are both made with espresso and steamed milk. A latte is one part espresso and one part steamed milk (with a tiny bit of froth on top if made correctly). A cappuccino is made with one part espresso, one part steamed milk, and the third part foam (lots and lots of froth!). It's more like snow in a cup if you ask me.... a pure delight when made right!

A proud hen...

This past Friday, I had the distinct privledge to watch behind stage as my hip hoppers performed their Pièce de résistance! They worked hard all semester for this recital.To be on the other side is really fun. I remember it so well... you get those nerves and butterflies right before you go on stage. This time I got.."Miss Katie I have to pee!" "Miss Katie I'm really nervous!" "Miss Katie which hand do we put on our hip when we walk on stage!"  Then afterwards.... "Miss Katie that was so fun!" "Miss Katie my shoe started coming off, but I never stopped dancing!" "Miss Katie, we did awesome!"  And that you did girls.... that you did!   I am so proud of them. Maybe I should train more and become a dance teacher full time. Hmmm....  if only I was talented enough in the arena of choreography. Maybe one day.... ~Hip HopBuster My girls before they went on stage!

Sore brain!

Did you know that your brain is a muscle? Well, apparently mine hasn't seen the weight room in a while. Week one of "Teaching Shakespeare" is DONE!  Week two..... Bring it on!!!  Even though my poor brain feels sore, I know that if I could make it through week one, I'm half way there! Hang in with me folks... Thou hast not my brain to worry, yet thy words to embrace as doth a mother with her babe. I but a pupil at youth hath become a master with age. Yes-- a CubBuster original.   :) Parting is such sweet sorrow! ~Your CubBuster

"For you and I are past our dancing days"

A have neglected my poor readers anything new (all three of you) to read, and for that I apologize. I have had a tremendous amount of "life stuff" going on, and I can't even begin to tell you about it all. Mother's Day was great-- got to see both my sister, brother, and their significant others. I think my momma felt loved so that was all that mattered. We have had a lot of stuff going on with our family though so please keep us all in your prayers. Good stuff though. Just lots going on. Not to mention I tried to move all my stuff (minus furniture- except my needed tiny desk-thank you matthew!) this past weekend, and now I'm in the trenches with Sir Wiliam Shakespeare trying to wrap my head around 4 plays in two weeks with projects, papers, and other assignments "oh my". Did I mention that I'm like one of the oldest students in the class and I think I forgot what was cool to wear as a college kid? I shouldn't have showered, nor put on any mascar

Reminiscences of Roommates

Once upon a time a young college graduate moved back home with her rents in good 'ole mareretta (that's "mare retta" for you southerners) where she thought it was great to work and save on bills. Not two months into her life in the "real world" as she soaked up the 18 minutes of available sunshine that poked through the forest-packed backyard on her parents deck on a sunny Saturday, she received a call from an old high school friend. The convo went something like this.... A: "So, me and KC are thinking of moving in together and wanted to see if you wanted to be our third roomie." CubBuster: "Oh well, when were you thinking?" A: "I guess as soon as we can find an affordable place." CubBuster : Thinking... 'Hmmm.... move again? Man I dunno. I got a nice set up here at the rents place who is this KC I wonder?'  "I don't know if I remember KC, how would I know her?" A: "Well her boyfriend was a baked