I have smelly feet

So do you ever have those weeks where you totally wish that you could close your eyes and when you opened them you would be in a completely different place?  A different location, a different state, a different time zone, or even a different point in time?  I definately was experiencing that this weekend.  That and many other things, but that could be a whole other issue.  I am not sure.  Sometimes I wonder if we just decide to make it feel like the whole world is crashing into us or if it really is doing so.  Frame of mind can deal with so much of it.  Take for example, I was in a very bad mood but decided that I would make the best of things and buck up, but then another thing got thrown at me and it was too much for me to take.  Now normally this crisis would have just made me mad and not have caused me to crawl into bed to hide.  But was it because I was already low that I dropped fast, or was it because I thought I was low and I was looking for something else to drop me?  I don't know.  This is just mumble jumble I am sure but hey, what can you do when you are tyring to make sense of the thing that God gave you to make sense of everything.  Life really isn't that hard, I just think we sometimes like to have something to complain about because it makes us feel more normal and like the rest of the world....

Okay enough serious though...see what happens when I wait for Preston to get out of Buckley.

Their is plenty of fun stuff going on right now...teaching kids dance is a riot, and working at Benedict St. again when I swore I would never go back, let alone work in food service again, is ironic, and holding down basically 6 jobs with a college degree hanging on my wall makes me laugh.  But hey, I am not going to complain about any of that.  It's like I figure, this is where I am suppose to be.  Because though there I times when I would like nothing better then to run away to home, I know that I would in the long run be miserable to be away from Preston and all the people here in Shawnee who are taking care of me this year. 

Next year...wait make that in about 4 1/2 months from now, life is going to be so much different.  It's crazy to think of all the steps we have to take to get to that point in time and then to think about how little time we really have to get there.  I am very excited for that time, but I have to remind myself that it will all come in due time.  So I guess I will go back to three little words...Patience, Wisdom, and Time....

I am moving to Australia

I don't usually feel the desire to post controversal topics on my xanga, but I have been reading off this website and had to share what it says...here's just a tidbit:

Doctors often claim vaccines are mandatory. Many threaten to withhold treatment, or they frighten parents when they reject the shots. As one mother puts it: “The pediatrician I have refused to service me because I am not willing to follow medical 'rules.' Another M.D. agreed to work with me, but only after I listened to him warn me [in very explicit terms, about all the dangers that could happen to my child.]”(189)

Another mother writes: “I am a concerned parent who has not vaccinated my 13 month old. I am met by my baby doctor in a critical and almost attacking nature. There seems to be no room in his mind-set for a choice on this issue.”(190)

Putting this in clearer perspective, another mother writes: “I am an Australian citizen [living in the United States]. I never realized what an issue [vaccinations are] in this country until I had my own children, and how much pressure the medical world puts on you, and above all else, how much clout the schools have. I really don't know of any other country that makes this into such a difficult decision, and so one-sided in regard to information. Where I'm from, you either do, or you don't, immunize. The question is asked, the decision made, and that's it forever, unless you change your mind! Incidentally, a large majority [of parents in Australia] do not immunize [their children], and we don't have a higher incidence [of disease] than in the U.S.”(191)

Note: The United States has one of the worst infant mortality rates among developed countries. In fact, the rate at which babies die in the first year of life has consistently increased since the 1950s when mass immunization campaigns were initiated. Today, infant mortality rates in some U.S. cities match those in developing countries.(192)

Makes you think doesn't it?  I know most of us don't have children yet, but we will be and I think that we all have the right to be informed.  So if you want to check out more about vaccinations here is the website I pulled this from.  www.thinktwice.com.  Check it out.

~Sarah

Lol, you know it has been awhile since I have updated when I got to the new weblog entry and the format has changed on xanga.  Nothing much to say really...life is sweet and yes, maybe I am a mess...but I am a very happy mess...

Teaching dance classes at studios is crazy and if there is one thing I have learned: Giving normal names for your children are a must...

That's all she wrote~Sarah

So, I think I might finally actually get to be doing what I have been wanting to do with my life.  At least for this moment of my life anyways.  Thank you God.  I was beginning to think this day would never come.  I finally get to start becoming a big girl.

~Sarah