Poem

This one's going out to you, Liz.
My mom didn't know if you'd seen this poem she wrote for me.


Heidi's Game

Heidi plays a game with me
With calculated subtlety
I supervise and organize
She tests her wit and really tries
To comment unexpectedly
And gain an honest laugh from me
Polite and gracious humorist
To common things she adds a twist
On cheerful help you can rely
When Heidi's home and standing by

by Laura 10-04-03

I'm sure I'll have to post more of my mom's poems sooner or later.


I've had laryngitis for the last two days; I think it's the same bug that laid my mom out for a week, so I should be over it pretty quickly.

I finally passed my qwerty-keyboard typing tests at school -- we only had to be 50wpm, but I was afraid it would be hard for me to do. I seem to have gained speed inexplicably, and passed with flying colors. I have my suspicions, though. They may be counting syllables instead of words...but my teacher is adamant that they counted the words, so who knows! I'm just glad I passed.

That means that I only have one more test at school -- 5 minutes at 225 wpm. Then I graduate! That would be nice, but don't forget about that certification/licensing test I still have to pass in November. Of course, if I don't get that I can take it again in March...then again in November...then again in March...let's not go there.

Yo, G'pa! What's up? How was Starry-eye's soccer game? You can comment on my blogs by clicking the button at the bottom that says '# comments.' Yes, I know, it's an extremely small font. Toodles!

G'night, all!