Revisiting Favorites: Everything I Need To Know In Life, I learned From Rocky Balboa

I was going through some of my posts and found this one.  I think it has some really good points, especially some things that I need to keep in mind.  So, I'm reposting.  If you missed it the first time, here you go!

"Rocky"  Teaches Us About Life

Hubby and I were watching the induction ceremonies of the Boxing Hall of Fame,--mostly to see Mike Tyson speak because who doesn’t want to see Mike Tyson make a speech—and we saw that Silvester Stallone was being inducted for his role as the most famous movie boxer of all time, Rocky Balboa.  

Phenomenal You, Dr. Maya Angelou. Rest in Peace

Phenomenal Woman, Ms. Marguerite Johnson, you had a hard life. Raped and abused, Still you Rose to live a varied and full life as a teen mother, cook, prostitute, brothel manager, stripper, singer, actor, journalist, director, author, poet, educator, civil rights icon, poet laureate to the people.  Because of you, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings. 

Porgy and Bess never had it so good.

Jack Frost: Murderer, D-bag, Whiny Diaper Baby

You know that feeling when it's so cold that each inhalation feels like an icy knife slicing your throat, burning your nostrils with cold fire? When each gust of wind is a bold thief stealing your very life force and will to carry on? When no amount of clothing layering, petroleum jelly slathering, or scary face mask wearing can insolate you from the chill that has become a part of your very soul?

Me neither, until today.

Egads, it's cold out there!

Baby on the way! Just in case you didn't know (Ick factor #2)

I have been absent from the blogosphere for quite a while now. If you noticed I didn't post any in October or November.  I've been a little bit busy.  But I should never be too busy for you, my sporadic readers! 

I apologize for my Houdini act.

So to catch you up: I finally finished college.  Yay!  I'm officially a bachelorette (that's correct, right?) in English and Education.  I made it through the hair pullingly stressful summer finals with most of my hair in tact and finished August 12, barely.

Barely, I say because the week before finals I found out I was, dum da dum, pregnant.   Surprise, surprise!