The Whimsical World of a Wandering Waxman

Motherhood

notyouraveragejewlie — Wed, 16 Jan 2008 22:06:17 +0000

For those of you who haven’t met her,

She has a smile that lights up my darkest mood,

A cry that crushes my heart,

And a laugh that is so amazing, words cannot express the joy it creates… It’s something you have to hear for yourself.

isn’t she beautiful

notyouraveragejewlie — Tue, 07 Aug 2007 04:28:01 +0000

Oh my gosh I have a blog

notyouraveragejewlie — Wed, 23 May 2007 00:53:31 +0000

Does this count as an official update?

check it out: producer1.wordpress.com my father has entered the world of the blogger.

It’s Official

notyouraveragejewlie — Fri, 30 Jun 2006 03:25:08 +0000

As of yesterday I am 31. Every year around my birthday I write really bad poetry…This year I have decided to share this really bad poetry…Of course it’s only sharing if people still read my blog…Enjoy!

Impenetrable

This armor can not be penetrated,
Its held for thirty years,
Its been dented slightly and scratched a bit,
But those wounds were easily polished away,
Swords burn briefly,
But the armor never gives in,
It works as a consciousness,
A chastity belt of sorts,
Its wearer is protected,
From becoming one of them,
This armor has not been penetrated,
Its concealed for thirty years,
The heart of its weary wearer,
Whose too tired to break free.

Gibberish

My poetry sucks,

I can’t even rhyme,

I am an impostor, a poser,

With really bad time–ing,

I have no gift for language,

It leaves me bear,

I’m a talentless loser,

just felt like share–ing

Deadbeat Blogger

notyouraveragejewlie — Thu, 20 Apr 2006 20:38:22 +0000

It goes without saying that I have been completely neglecting this blog of mine. The answer to your questions of why (if any of you still check for updates) is I don't know, but I'm here now, I guess that counts for something. I have not been feeling reflective or inspired, my days have simply been passing, one after the other. Maybe it's the rapid yet somewhat boring, mostly aggravating semester pulling me toward the hum-drum, or it could quite possibly be my menstral cycle causing this babble. The wedding is tomorrow, and as much as I joke about the bride and groom, and their future life together, I am truly happy for them, and hope that they are happy with each other. I will definately post more about this topic after the event takes place, all you need to know now is that I have a perfect dress and perfect shoes and I'm finally getting a hair cut (YAY)…On that note I will leave with some random thoughts:

1. The yogurt parfaits at Rollins are gross, because the granola gets soggy

2. I have the most adorable cat in the world

3. The same most adorable cat still thinks I'm a toy

4. When I was young I had to say I loved my mom because she was my mom, now say I love my mom because she is awesome

5. I envy people who can say they are in love and mean it

6. I don't think I will ever be able to

7. I tried yoga and I like it

8. I have cramps

9.Why can't menapause hit at 30

10. When Mel Brooks is funny, he's really frickin funny

11. When Mel Brooks isn't funny, I still laugh

12. I find myself wishing certain married men were not married (relax E and C their not yours)

13.I believe that certain people exist just to annoy me

14. unfortunately the list of people existing just to annoy me gets longer everyday

15. Am I alone in wishing that I was a contributer to the Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy?

16. So long, and thanks for all the fish.

Busy Weekend

notyouraveragejewlie — Sun, 19 Mar 2006 03:34:13 +0000

I know I haven’t written anything…So if you’ve been checking the site periodically…I will have some knew things posted by Monday…It’s Art Fest in Winter Park…I’m tired and have another 13 hour day tomorrow…my feet hurt…goodnight…

I can’t wait

notyouraveragejewlie — Sat, 11 Mar 2006 04:34:16 +0000

until October!…OCTOBER…are they crazy?…that’s just way too long..:(

I got the Boot!!!

notyouraveragejewlie — Wed, 01 Mar 2006 22:54:20 +0000

Literally…As I was leaving the writing center this afternoon I witnessed one of the wonderful security staff placing a yellow boot on my car. Unfortunately, once applied, the boot cannot be removed until the owner of the vehicle makes a trip down to security headquarters. I spoke with a very nice man who told me that if I buy a parking decal he would take off the price of the ticket ($100). So I had to pay for the boot ($50) and the decal ($60). And then came the fact that I had a previous ticket that, of course I had not paid ($60). So my total came to $170. The annoyed look on my face and (I’m guessing) the fact that I looked really cute made the man who was helping take the price of the boot off of my total… So I ended up only paying for my original ticket from 2 weeks ago and a parking decal(to insure no future tickets). The moral of this story…There is none…I was relieved that I ended up paying $150 less then I actually owed but stresses about paying anything at all, so I went to 310 and had a very large beer…just in time for class…it should be fun…

Flying By

notyouraveragejewlie — Thu, 23 Feb 2006 16:06:39 +0000

I had a wonderful talk with my Anthropology Professor last night, it lasted for at least an hour after class. She is an amazingly honest and intelligent woman. I am really enjoying her class. It’s full of very informative people and the discussions we have are some of the best I have engaged in at school. I’m sure my perfect score on the first test helped my exhuberance for last nights class. My whole reason for writing this is that during the conversation last night, C.J. helped me realize that so many other women have similar fears about their education and career choices. I often ask myself if I’m good enough, am I simply fooling everyone, or is the work just not that hard. Once she mentioned that she(along with other women she has known) too had those fears when she went back to school for the third time, I came to my own conclusion about why we feel this way. Even today, women are still raised in this society to go to college, get married, and start a family. So when a woman who did not follow the traditional role…either she didn’t get married and have children before she was 30, or she went to college later, their is a part in her that was ingrained maybe not by her parents, but by her surroundings that says “you didn’t follow the plan, so you are not good enough.” I feel much more comfortable with my decision to further my education beyond the B.A. now, and I’m sure those fears will follow me whereever I go. But now I am able to recognize them for what I belive they are, shrapnel from a social mentality I never fully subscribed to based in a society where I’ve never fully fit in. And that makes me smile….

YAY IT WORKS!

notyouraveragejewlie — Fri, 17 Feb 2006 16:50:20 +0000

I feel like a five year old who just got one of those penny powered cars to work…