Difficulty concentrating...

I was born late on a Wednesday.  The average temperature in Plainville, KS, that day was 60 degrees.  There was no rain, no snow, and very little wind.

I share my birthday with John Mellencamp and Simon Cowell.

This isn't my birthday...but I was reading some writing prompts and figured I'd find out what the weather was like on the day I was born.

Oprah was pretty skinny in 1997.

That title doesn't mean anything.  I just happen to be watching Oprah...she has that little girl who sings opera on today. :)  

Anyway.

My day zero list is at 8% complete....I feel like such a slacker!!!

My kid is orange.

I still haven't done the homework that's due today.  I've done the readings and I have opinions...I just don't care very much about the class :(

ok...I wandered off for hours...so clearly I have nothing to contribute here today.  :)

Love and marriage go together like...??

Today I have been doing a lot of thinking about relationships, dating, marriage...and even love.  Why, you ask?  Well, I had to read these two little stories for my American lit class, and while they were boring, they made me recall something I'd seen on some show at some point in the last few weeks.  I don't remember what show, because I wasn't actually paying that much attention.  There was a guy talking about how the divorce rate is lower among couples who have open marriages.  Because the stories I read had infidelity and everyone was happy, I naturally went in search of that show so that I could cite it in my response to the readings...but had no luck.  Along the way I read a lot of articles...and now I feel a new sense of security.

For a long time I've believed that I have intimacy issues.  I absolutely love men...and I enjoy the idea of loving one man for an extended period of time.  Marriage is something that makes me uneasy, though...because of the social stigma surrounding roles of men and women in marriage, and because of what marriage IS in society.  Two people becoming one.  That doesn't sound appealing.  Yes, the union and creation of something special with another person is a beautiful idea... but I've never felt is should be at the expense of either individual.  In our patriarchal societal view of marriage, there is an obvious discrepancy...men and women do not enter on equal ground.  

This society embraces the stereotypical roles and definitions.  They're familiar...comfortable.  But, they force those of us who don't conform to feel that there is something different about us.  Yes, I've felt that I have what society calls 'intimacy issues,' but at the same time, I've felt that my lack of interest in a typical relationship was and is okay.  

I read somewhere today that homosexual couples, when they do decide to enter into long-term relationships, are better able to navigate those relationships because they don't have society defining their roles or relationship... they can come together as two unique individuals and define their relationship based on their own needs and desires.  I don't know if they're thinking about, or if it's true to them...but I am curious.  

I read a bunch of statistics on divorce rates as well... and was not terribly surprised by what I found.  Atheists have a relatively low divorce rate, especially when compared to conservative Christians.  The Bible Belt has extremely high rates of divorce, STDs, teen pregnancy,cohabitation without marriage, and single parent households, along with poor healthcare and low levels of education.  The west coast and the northeastern states, those typically thought of as liberal, are quite the opposite.  Personally, I think that the low divorce rate among liberals and atheists is because we typically do not marry young.

There was another article I read...on Oprah's website...about a woman who was considering getting an apartment.  She didn't want a divorce; she just wanted a place that was her own.  She spoke to other women who had done just that, and one said that she was able to appreciate her husband more for who he was when she was able to see him in a place that was uniquely his - free of the influence of her and of their marriage.  All the women in the article spoke of freedom in marriage...and each partner seeking his or her own path.  I do not know these women, but I am thankful for their perspectives.  I feel so much better knowing that I am not alone in my desire for some distance within my relationships.  I want to be with a man who is concerned with his own life's journey and his intellectual and spiritual evolution....just as I am with mine...and I would like for us to have the freedom and support within our relationship to seek out that growth.  I do not think that an open marriage would work for me, because I could very happily love the same man indefinitely, and I could love him while living in different houses, on different continents, seeing each other on the weekends, living together occasionally...perhaps having a shared home base and private places for ourselves... perhaps we'd just take separate vacations.  I have even regained some small interest in the concept of marriage - if it could be redefined.

I don't know what direction I'd like a relationship to take...but know that I don't have intimacy issues; I just have a different idea of what intimacy means.  I want to creatively redefine the boundaries of and roles within relationships...

The disappointment of dreams realized...

I have been thinking a lot about the Pacific Northwest lately.  I'm not sure what's to blame for this... it's been something in the back of my mind for a while, but...lately I haven't been able to quiet it as effectively as usual.  The last time I was there was nearly 18 years ago.  I just have a feeling it'd be a good place for me.

And that makes me worry.

Quite a few years ago I was deeply involved in a long-distance relationship with Santa Fe, NM.  It was entirely one-sided, as I highly doubt Santa Fe was checking out my pics online...but I was happy anyway.  I sort of felt like that would be my home.  Like, if I went there, I would instantly feel right and just want to stay forever and ever.  One summer after visiting family, my mother and I decided to stop there on our way back home.  What a mistake.

I found myself nearly crushed by stampeding tourists.  They all looked the same, too.  First came the slightly taller than average, skinny, mean-looking woman.  Trotting along behind her was a downtrodden, chubby man in golf shorts and sandals with socks, carrying bags full of stuff the skinny woman just couldn't live without.  The sorts of things they purchased were the usual mass-produced southwestern artifacts found in truck stops all along the highway.  Maybe, just maybe, they'd stop to look at what the street vendors had to offer... but would probably just respond with something like, "how quaint," and move on to the next air conditioned shop.  That might be a jewelry shop, where the skinny woman would get something made of turquoise that she'll never have occasion to wear.   And of course no trip would be complete without the obligatory piece of genuine southwestern art - a painting that would look right at home on the wall of a budget motel.  I'd be willing to bet that many of the paintings were also mass-produced.  Did I mention that all the tourists were over 55?  Well...they were.

Maybe Santa Fe just wasn't the artsy place I was expecting... because I was expecting hippies...not droves of assholes talking way too loudly on their cell phones and not watching where they're going.

I worry that if I go back to Oregon or Washington, the people will ruin the scenery.  Or worse, the scenery won't live up to the dream.

mommy's little 'situation'

Last night I had an amazing dream.  I was in the most beautiful place...it was a cross between Tuscany and the Pacific Northwest.  I took Oliver through beautiful streets full of cute little shops and houses down to a beach that was surrounded by forest and mountains.  There were pirate ships...and a little pirate cove for kids to play in, too.  It was so beautiful, and it smelled like fall...I could have lived there forever.  I love that dreams like that leave me sort of hung over for the day...I'll wander in a happy daze.  Sadly, instead of blissful daydreaming, I realized the sadness I feel over the difference between my dream world and the real world.  This world will never live up to the one in my head.  :\

But let me get to the reason...because I would have failed to realize the difference if I hadn't been forced into reality.  I had to go out to the RV place today to pick up some paperwork.  I figured I'd be there for all of 5 mins, so I took Oliver with me.  One of the women was really nice to him.  The other scowled at him as though he was some sort of vermin I'd let in.  That woman then said something about that being a "professional place," and she "hoped I had enough time to take care of the situation before starting work."  She nodded toward my kid when she said the word "situation."  I can't help but be completely insulted.  I have no idea how I managed to keep my mouth shut.  This woman was nice during the interview...Now I feel like they're probably just a bunch of nasty old ladies.  I know I'm not what they're looking for personality-wise, and that I'm a good 40 years younger than they'd like me to be...but I was pretty prepared to keep my mouth shut and act like some watered-down version of myself.  I'm guessing I'll actually have to be someone else entirely...and I swear if anyone calls my kid a "situation" again I'm not going to hold back.  I'll most certainly get fired... but how can someone be so disrespectful and yet expect me to respect her??

Why are people so disappointing?  It seems like the only really consistent thing about 'em... Blah.

Guess I'll go make dinner and maybe watch Twilight...for the scenery.  Or finish Freaks and Geeks, which is totally excellent.

the new seasons

I can't believe that I completely forgot to talk about the TV boyfriends.  I've sort of gotten addicted to watching a LOT of shows...which I guess is what happens when you have a little one who goes to sleep early and nothing else to do after he's asleep.

Monday night started with House (no TV boyfriend there...but Hugh Laurie is a pretty spectacular actor).  The episode was actually pretty weak.  The entire last season was weak...so I can't say that I was really expecting it to be amazing.  BUT!  Monday night continued with Gossip Girl.  I'm sure that some people who know me would be sort of confused by the fact that I'm so addicted to such a show...but I am...and I have no good excuse.  Or, well... My excuse is Chuck Bass.  He's my Monday night man.  The season actually started last week, so I've now had two episodes that have been at least somewhat about him to satisfy my cravings.  Gossip Girl is not disappointing at all...so far.  There's plenty of drama...so those of us who completely lack real-life drama have our needs met.  And c'mon...he's Chuck Bass.  So...that was Monday.



On Tuesday there is no TV boyfriend... But there is Glee.  I was sadly disappointed with the premier episode :\  Last season was really great...maybe they're losing steam.  Oh well.  After Glee, I was too lazy to change the channel, so I watched Raising Hope and whatever the show after that was called.  Raising Hope was absolutely terrible in all the right ways.  I was properly offended more than once.  There was all kinds of stupidity, a really cute baby, and a senile old lady.  I'm not sure why I can tolerate morons on TV so well, but I just want to stab them with sporks or run them over in real life (misplaced footnote...kneenote?...I'm a pacifist.  I usually just stare blankly and later mourn the loss of my brain cells...).  It was pretty great... I might watch it again.  The next show was just terrible.  It was supposed to be funny, but it wasn't.  Oh well.  That's probably why I don't remember what it was called.

Wednesday is a pretty great night for TV.  The only show I've been addicted to since before Oliver was born is Criminal Minds.  I suppose it's also safe to say that I've also been addicted to Dr. Spencer Reid for quite some time (and also Matthew Grey Gubbler).  He's a rare one...because I actually think the real guy is pretty interesting, too.  Most of the time, TV personalities lack real life personalities.  It's because of that that I primarily watched cartoons until recently.  Anyway...Criminal Minds started off strong this season.  The finale to the cliffhanger from last season reminded me just how creepy Tim Curry is.  Seriously, I know he's just an actor and he's probably a pleasant-enough guy, but if I bumped into him anywhere after dark, I'd scream and run away.  The episode was beautifully done...and sad.  My only complaint is that there was not nearly enough Spencer.  We need more Spencer-focused episodes.  Anyway...next week's episode is gonna be horrible, though...unless there's going to be a catch that'll keep the team together.

I'm really looking forward to Thursday...maybe I'll write something about Booth, Sweets, and Peter...after watching.

My kid just woke up... soooo that's it for me. :)

it's times like these...

Everything is working out, and yet it's not exactly thrilling.  All those little pieces that I'm supposed to seek out and put together are in my possession...yet I'm not satisfied with the picture.  Maybe I'm not putting them together right.  Maybe I gathered up all the wrong pieces.  Maybe they're just too small.

The dissatisfaction sets in...

I got a job today.  It's good that I got one, because I'm getting pretty broke.  The thing is, it's not a job I really want.  Working at a front desk in a 55+ RV community was never something I aspired to do...  It's also not a job that pays anywhere near what I'm worth (not even half).  I feel like I'm selling out...cheaply.  The only plus side to this job is that I'll have a nice long lunch break every day during which I can spend time with my kid.  I'm trying to think of all that I'll eventually be able to provide for my son by having a job...yet I can't get past the fact that I'll be spending 40 hours a week away from my favorite person in the world.  I'm just not seeing the immediate benefit to spending time away from my kid.  Maybe if I were going to make a substantial amount of money...something that would most certainly make a difference in his life.

Blah.

I still want to be an artist, in some respect...and I'd like to be paid for my work...paid well enough that I won't have to work outside my home unless I want to.  

This j.o.b. will give me limitless material for some potentially hilarious social commentary (senior citizen's soap opera), but unfortunately, they would really like some level of confidentiality to be maintained.  :|  Oh well.

Maybe I should just buy a lottery ticket.  I've heard that lottery ticket sales in Arizona are up considerably...just like our unemployment and poverty rates.  It makes me think we're all pretty desperate here. :\  I'm just looking for a way to actually be the one to raise the kid I made.  

Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and this'll be Harry Potter world...and I'll be a witch...and everything will be as magical as the pacific northwest.

Here's to hoping...or believing in fantasy :)  G'night!

<3

50 Questions to Free Your Mind

I thought that this was already a part of my 1001 list (dayzeroproject.com), but evidently it was not...so I just added it :)

1. How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?  Probably about 4.
2. Which is worse, failing or never trying?  never trying... 
3. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?  because we feel obligated...or because we're afraid...or because we're waiting for something
4. When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done?  in a way, because i expect my words to be one of my greatest accomplishments
5. What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world?  no more religion
6. If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich? being a mom
7. Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you are doing? neither at the moment... i'm in limbo
8. If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?  i'm not sure... i think i'd work even harder to create meaningful moments with my son knowing there was so little time left
9. To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?  i'm in control... even when the external circumstances seem to be leading the way, right now i'm making the choices about how to feel and how to proceed
10. Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things? a little of both... i'd like to do the right things, and do them right
11. You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire.  They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend.  The criticism is distasteful and unjustified.  What do you do?  speak up...defend my friend...and probably lose some respect/admiration for the people i'm with
12. If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?  hold on to that wonder with which you experience everything
13. Would you break the law to save a loved one? yes
14. Have you ever seen insanity where you later saw creativity? haha yes and vice versa
15. What’s something you know you do differently than most people? i don't know.  i don't really know how others do things.
16. How come the things that make you happy don’t make everyone happy?  thankfully we're not all interested in the same things...competition for those things would be insane, and there wouldn't be any variety.
17. What one thing have you not done that you really want to do?  What’s holding you back?  write something...and i'm held back by fear, of course.
18. Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?  of course... just one thing, really...and i've mostly let go, but hold on for fear i might be wrong.
19. If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why?  washington state or oregon...i have a feeling i'd be so insanely happy because of all the green stuff that i'd explode...but in a good way.  kansas to be close to family.  costa rica, italy, ireland...all beautiful places, all places with a simpler pace.  i would like somewhere like georgia or louisiana if it weren't for the people.
20. Do you push the elevator button more than once?  Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?  i don't...on both counts
21. Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?  you have no idea how many times i've wished for blissful ignorance.
22. Why are you, you? because it's all i know how to be...i'm pretty happy with who i am :)
23. Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?  sometimes.
24. Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?  they're both pretty awful...but when you lose touch with someone close by, it's often because you're evolving as people...so it may not be terrible overall.
25. What are you most grateful for? my son...catching glimpses of the world through his eyes
26. Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones? neither option is desirable.
27. Is is possible to know the truth without challenging it first? i don't know...some truths need challenge...some truths just are
28. Has your greatest fear ever come true? yes, a few times
29. Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset?  Does it really matter now?  i don't really recall any specific incidents from five years ago that were particularly upsetting...so obviously not.
30. What is your happiest childhood memory?  What makes it so special?  i had a really happy childhood...i don't remember anything bad, so...all of it :)  i was loved and cared for, i never wanted for anything, i played outside all day and came home to food and a cozy bed...it was a good life :)
31. At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive? after having my son... he has pretty much renewed my life.
32. If not now, then when?  i'm good with now.
33. If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?  everything and nothing, i guess.
34. Have you ever been with someone, said nothing, and walked away feeling like you just had the best conversation ever?  yes.  those were the nights...
35. Why do religions that support love cause so many wars?  because they don't truly support love
36. Is it possible to know, without a doubt, what is good and what is evil? yes...because everything has the potential to be both
37. If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job?  i don't have a job.  winning a million dollars would make me comfortable enough to be a writer, though :)
38. Would you rather have less work to do, or more work you actually enjoy doing? either. if i hate it, i don't want much of it...and if i love it, i won't mind lots of it...
39. Do you feel like you’ve lived this day a hundred times before? sort of...but it doesn't get any easier :\
40. When was the last time you marched into the dark with only the soft glow of an idea you strongly believed in?  i am not sure that i've ever done that... 
41. If you knew that everyone you know was going to die tomorrow, who would you visit today? i'd be with my son...sorry everyone else, it's not that i don't love you...i just love him the most.
42. Would you be willing to reduce your life expectancy by 10 years to become extremely attractive or famous? no.
43. What is the difference between being alive and truly living? passion
44. When is it time to stop calculating risk and rewards, and just go ahead and do what you know is right?  i think now...now is good.
45. If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake? because the lessons are often pretty hard and painful...
46. What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?  nobody who matters does... so not much.
47. When was the last time you noticed the sound of your own breathing?  just now
48. What do you love?  Have any of your recent actions openly expressed this love?  my kid...and yes, i do as many things as i can every day to make sure that boy knows how much he is loved :)
49. In 5 years from now, will you remember what you did yesterday?  What about the day before that?  Or the day before that?  no.  i hardly remember now :)  i might remember the basics - i took my kid to the park, i visited a friend - but i won't remember dates.
50. Decisions are being made right now.  The question is:  Are you making them for yourself, or are you letting others make them for you?  as i've said before, i'm in limbo, deciding not to make decisions right now.  i'd really like to be the only one who makes decisions for me...

I can't believe THESE are the questions... I've found more insight in myspace surveys.  Sorry, creator of these questions.

the trouble with follow-through...

It seems that the older I get, the less patience I have for...everything.

Just moments ago I came here with many things to write about and every intention of writing all about those things.  Now, because I am tired and bitchy and just want my bed and a book, I'm writing this so that I can count it toward my 1001 list.

I've been slacking on my list.

AND!  Where the Wild Things Are is an awful movie.  What a waste of my time... :|  I'd link it, but I don't think it deserves that.

Pet Peeves...

Yes, I do realize that this blog is quickly turning into a dumping ground for my complaints about society.  No, I do not care.  

Today I have had just about enough of everything.  

By 9AM I was completely emotionally exhausted.  For the first time, Oliver REALLY did not want to go with his father.  He's teething, and his father showed up with some other car, but he's been teething before and he's been in that car before.  It was really hard to see him so upset over something...especially when it's never been like this.  It took 40 minutes and both of us trying just to get him into his carseat.  As soon as I walked away, I started crying... I just can't stand to see him so upset.  I do not want this to be a new thing.  While it's never easy to let him go, it's so much easier when he wants to go.  

< rant >

I think that it was because I was already emotionally done that the rest of the day has been so frustrating.  I understand that community college is not the same as university.  Really.  I just don't feel good about my classes.  It really is the best (only) option to avoid repayment of loans.  I've been honest about my reasoning.  I knew going into this that I probably would not enjoy this semester.  Unfortunately, I didn't realize just how much I would loathe logging in and looking at posts and reading... and especially how much I would despise my classmates.  Not all...but most.  When looking through the discussions, I realize that many of these people just do not belong in college.  It isn't as if much is asked of us... How is one fragment sentence considered appropriate?  All we have to write is 100 words.  Why do I care?  Because my grade depends in part on responding to these people.  I cannot simply respond that they need to read the syllabus... or be smarter... no matter how much I'd like to do just that.  Ugh.  Anyway... It's mostly the early childhood development class that's got me down in this respect.  My literature class seems to be full of at least semi-literate individuals.  They don't make me want to gouge my eyes out...that's what the text is for!  Seriously, I KNEW I didn't like American literature...so for all my years of higher education, I've avoided it completely.  I fell asleep 3 times trying to read less than 10 pages.  It's truly awful material.  I was unable to do the homework because I have yet to feel anything for either topic.  Oh well.

I think this is where the pet peeves are going to come in.  This does not apply solely to my classes... my current tolerance level is significantly lower than usual and I am noticing 'mistakes' more often than I'd like.  The best possible remedy is for everyone to stop making mistakes.  I must stress that what follows is only the most basic introduction to all the things that drive me insane...and my list of pet peeves varies depending on where you happen to be writing.  

1.  This is THE MOST IMPORTANT thing that you will ever EVER need to know when typing anything that might ever be read by another person (especially if that person is me): A (space) LOT.  No matter how many times you've seen it, 'alot' is not a word.  It is two separate words.  Please grant them their individuality!
2.  I'd like to introduce you to a few words: there, their, and they're.  Now I'm going to use them correctly, in hopes that you will do the same!
a.  There are a lot of douchebags in here.  OR  The prison entrance is located over there.  (these should be obvious)
b.  Their child looks like a gnome.  (their, meaning it belongs to them...)
c.  They're all going to laugh at you.  (they're combines they and are)
3.  Here are some more: your and you're.  Same drill here...
a.  Is that your blood?  (in this case, your is possessive...meaning...does that blood belong to you?)
b.  You're a moron.  (combination of you and are)
4.  And here are two more: to and too.
a.  I would like to leave.  (there are a million ways to explain this tiny word, so just go here: http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/to)
b.  I, too, believe that the three-toed sloth is the cutest animal in the whole world.  (also...as well...furthermore...in addition...etc...).

5.  Adding an s to the end of a word does not mean that you must also add an apostrophe.  See example: http://www.sharingmachine.com/index.php?item=33

Ok.

< /rant >

I think I feel better now...even though True Blood was pretty disappointing tonight.

I have 2 ideas that need to be made into blogs, and if I get around to creating them, I'll post links here... or on facebook.

<3

Oliver's Word List

A 17-month old Oliver can say:

1.        Mama
   2.       Grandma
   3.       (I assume he says dad, but don’t actually know…)
   4.       Kitty
   5.       Cat
   6.       Puppy
   7.       Dog
   8.       Bird
   9.       Duck
   10.   Boob
   11.   Mud
   12.   Mess
   13.   Dirt
   14.   Pee pee
   15.   Poop
   16.   Bath
   17.   Toothpaste
   18.   Toothbrush
   19.   Towel
   20.   Plug
   21.   Color
   22.   Red
   23.   Green
   24.   Blue
   25.   White
   26.   Black
   27.   Yellow
   28.   Purple
   29.   Pink
   30.   Car
   31.   Truck
   32.   Bike
   33.   Trash truck
   34.   Fire truck
   35.   Swiffer
   36.   Ball
   37.   Giraffe
   38.   Monkey
   39.   Tail
   40.   Pillow
   41.   No
   42.   Up
   43.   Down
   44.   On
   45.   Off
   46.   Light
   47.   Coffee
   48.   Tea
   49.   Water
   50.   Juice
   51.   Milk
   52.   Cookie
   53.   Cake
   54.   Apple
   55.   Banana
   56.   Peach
   57.   Cracker
   58.   Fishies
   59.   Cup
   60.   Laptop
   61.   Ipod
   62.   Phone
   63.   Ice cream cone
   64.   Tomato
   65.   Bread
   66.   Block
   67.   Train
   68.   Book
   69.   My book
   70.   Keys
   71.   Baby
   72.   Pumpkin
   73.   Bug
   74.   Leaf
   75.   Flower
   76.   Rose
   77.   Lily
   78.   Bee
   79.   Moon
   80.   Sun
   81.   Sheep
   82.   Bunny
   83.   Owl
   84.   Star
   85.   Hat
   86.   Money
   87.   Ghost
   88.   Pizza
   89.   Peas
   90.   Frog
   91.   Doughnut
   92.   Shoes
   93.   Eye
   94.   Ear
   95.   Nose
   96.   Mouth
   97.   Hair
   98.   Forehead
   99.   Chin
   100.                        Mole
   101.                        Arm
   102.                        Knee
   103.                        Eyebrow
   104.                        Glasses
   105.                        Face
   106.                        Foot
   107.                        Toes
   108.                        Belly
   109.                        Cheek
   110.                        Boots
   111.                        Vacuum
   112.                        Broom
   113.                        Boom
   114.                        Highchair
   115.                        Blanket
   116.                        Berries
   117.                        Toast
   118.                        Potty
   119.                        Soap
   120.                        Bye
   121.                        Knife
   122.                        Fork
   123.                        Spoon
   124.                        Mush
   125.                        Plant
   126.                        Drill
   127.                        Hammer
   128.                        Camel
   129.                        Lion
   130.                        Bear
   131.                        Horse
   132.                        Grape
   133.                        Cheese
   134.                        Potato
   135.                        Green bean
   136.                        Airplane
   137.                        Chicken
   138.                        Pig
   139.                        Goat
   140.                        Cow
   141.                        Tractor
   142.                        Boat
   143.                        Rock
   144.                        Doll
   145.                        Robot
   146.                        Man
   147.                        Chip
   148.                        Broccoli
   149.                        Tree
   150.                        Pretty
   151.                        Bead
   152.                        Goose
   153.                        Lizard
   154.                        Tiger
   155.                        River
   156.                        Sky
   157.                        Rain
   158.                        Thunder
   159.                        House
   160.                        Park
   161.                        Powder
   162.                        Diaper
   163.                        Wipe
   164.                        Door
   165.                        Gate
   166.                        Grass
   167.                        Hot
   168.                        Bubble
   169.                        Pool
   170.                        Gun
   171.                        Balloon
   172.                        Hey/hi
   173.                        Meow
   174.                        Wall
   175.                        Stick
   176.                        Fan
   177.                        Bracelet
   178.                        Owe
   179.                        Mop
   180.                        Clean
   181.                        Dance
   182.                        Stinky
   183.                        Ruff ruff ruff
   184.                        Neck
   185.                        Elbow
   186.                        Armpit
   187.                        Girls
   188.                        Nice
   189.                        Pet
   190.                        Cat fur
   191.                        Pen
   192.                        Wolf
   193.                        Egg
   194.                        Meat
   195.                        Box
   196.                        Straw
   197.                        Tv
   198.                        Bib
   199.                        Dip
   200.                        Ketchup
   201.                        Open
   202.                        Shoes
   203.                        Out                    
   
   
   Spanish words –
   1.       Pez (fish)
   2.       Agua (water)
   
   
   Names –
   1.       Veronica (caca)
   2.       Bettye
   3.       Taylor (tay)