1. Clothes Shop
Only when I have to, unless I'm REALLY bored and there's not a bookstore around.
2. Furniture Shop
I can't really afford it, so I don't really look.
3. Sweets
Yum. Chocolate especially.
4. City
I like the convenience of a city, but I like small towns - or suburbs - better.
5. Drink
Coffee, water, tea. I stopped drinking soda about a year ago and I don't even miss it.
6. Music
Yes. Yes, please. Thank you.
7. TV Series
The Office. Gilmore Girls. Project Runway.
8. Film
I fall asleep during movies. I'm such an old lady.
9. Workout
Yeah...uh huh. All the time. *eye roll*
10. Pastries
What is this even supposed to be about? I don't get this whole thing. Pastries? Seriously?
11. Coffee
Yes.
I'm not tagging anyone. In fact, I apologize to anyone who read this.
21 October 2008
16 October 2008
Bigger than my Body
I completely stole this from Cassandra. But I likes it.
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.
IF SOMEONE SAYS "YOU'RE HOT" YOU SAY?
"More than Useless" I'm mean!
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR LIFE?
"Let it all Out" (I...have never listened to this song. I don't even know what it's from!)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE LONG GOAL?
"Never let you go"
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
"Busted Stuff" I hope that's not true.
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
"Tangled" What?!
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT YOUR LIFE?
"X.Y.U" huh.
WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?
"Iris"
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR EX?
"Taking over me" Uh...no.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU?
"Meant to live"
WHAT DOES YOUR BEST FRIEND ALWAYS SAY TO YOU?
"Hem of your Yarment" puh!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
"Camoflage" Not sure how that will work out...
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SAYING?
"Sweet Surrender"
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
"And a God Descended" Yeah, not really a good dancing song. This one *might* not work out.
WHAT WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?
"Angel" By Dave Matthews Band, not Sarah McClachlan. Just to clarify.
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
"Designs on You" Totally freaks me out, man.
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
"The tourist"
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR HOUSE?
"Doesn't have to be this Way" Whatevs.
WHAT WILL YOU NAME THIS?
"Bigger than my Body"
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.
IF SOMEONE SAYS "YOU'RE HOT" YOU SAY?
"More than Useless" I'm mean!
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR LIFE?
"Let it all Out" (I...have never listened to this song. I don't even know what it's from!)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE LONG GOAL?
"Never let you go"
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
"Busted Stuff" I hope that's not true.
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
"Tangled" What?!
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT YOUR LIFE?
"X.Y.U" huh.
WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?
"Iris"
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR EX?
"Taking over me" Uh...no.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU?
"Meant to live"
WHAT DOES YOUR BEST FRIEND ALWAYS SAY TO YOU?
"Hem of your Yarment" puh!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
"Camoflage" Not sure how that will work out...
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SAYING?
"Sweet Surrender"
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
"And a God Descended" Yeah, not really a good dancing song. This one *might* not work out.
WHAT WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?
"Angel" By Dave Matthews Band, not Sarah McClachlan. Just to clarify.
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
"Designs on You" Totally freaks me out, man.
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
"The tourist"
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR HOUSE?
"Doesn't have to be this Way" Whatevs.
WHAT WILL YOU NAME THIS?
"Bigger than my Body"
31 August 2008
Colorado Trips so far
So, I've been visiting Colorado a little over the last few months - OK, a lot. I have pictures to prove it, too, so I hope you have some nourishment. This is going to be a long post.
The first trip was over Memorial weekend in May, and we had some good times. I got to see my family, but I did not take pictures. They are secret agents, sorry. But I did take pictures of this:
This is Amber and me, along with our respective horses Rose and Spirit. This is my first horse ride ever! We were up in Estes Park, and we rode these lovelies up and around the mountainside before stopping for breakfast, and then we rode back down. It was AMAZING! And Beautiful:
From there, we did some fun sightseeing:
Buffalo Bill's Grave! Everyone say "Hi, Bill!"
Red Rock Canyon - many a famous live record has been made at this huge, natural ampitheatre. Also, some wedding vows - there was a whole wedding being set up while we were there.
Roxy was getting pretty pooped by then, our little constant companion. It's hard to be little.
We got to do this railroad / silver mine tour the next day that was seriously cool. The only crappy part was the late spring Rockies storm the whole time, but we made do...
From the train, there were some truly beautiful sights - the view from the Devil's Gate Bridge was impressive, as were some waterfalls along the way:
My favorite part, though, was the Silver Mine Tour. It was really very interesting, seeing how silver used to be mined not all that long ago in this mountainside. Here are some shots:
This is the entrance to the mine, and our tour guide. He was great. He lives in this tiny town, population somewhere around 50, up further in the mountains, where he mountain bikes and snowboards all the time. How cool is that?
This was the first bit into the mine. The mine itself was 6 stories at one point, and we were on the third story. The bottom ones were filled with water, and a cave in had closed the top ones. Only this one level was left. In places, the passageway was only about 4 feet tall.
This was hard to photograph, but he's showing us the motherlode - the vein of silver that the miners were after, that yielded a huge amount of the precious metal. In today's dollars, it was multiple-millions worth of silver. Very cool.
Later that day, I flew back to Oklahoma - boo! But over the 4th of July holiday, I went back, and we had some more fun.
We headed up to Golden and toured the Coors brewery, which is completely free and everyone should go!
The next day, we played with a bear while we waited to go underground again on a cave tour! It was fun. Well, and silly - but that was mostly us...
Then we went deep underground, looking around at stuff like this:
"Cave bacon" - don't eat it.
"The heart of the Cave" (or something) - it supposedly looks like the chambers of a heart.
Outside, the view was amazing:
Amber couldn't handle all the excitement and had to get some energy out.
We ALSO went to the Garden of the Gods that afternoon, which...if you ever get a chance to go, do it. It is breathtaking.
The next day, we were sort of pooped, so we just let this one be in charge.
OK. So then in August, I went back (I just can't stay away), and we did another first for me - my first professional ball game!
Blue Moon is the only beer brewed in a microbrewery inside a major leage ball park - it also happens to be delicious. I had to stop by and get a bit of my fav.
I've had really the best time visiting Colorado, and I highly recommend anyone go! It's a great place for vacation, even if your BFF doesn't happen to be there.
The first trip was over Memorial weekend in May, and we had some good times. I got to see my family, but I did not take pictures. They are secret agents, sorry. But I did take pictures of this:
This is Amber and me, along with our respective horses Rose and Spirit. This is my first horse ride ever! We were up in Estes Park, and we rode these lovelies up and around the mountainside before stopping for breakfast, and then we rode back down. It was AMAZING! And Beautiful:
From there, we did some fun sightseeing:
Buffalo Bill's Grave! Everyone say "Hi, Bill!"
Red Rock Canyon - many a famous live record has been made at this huge, natural ampitheatre. Also, some wedding vows - there was a whole wedding being set up while we were there.
Roxy was getting pretty pooped by then, our little constant companion. It's hard to be little.
We got to do this railroad / silver mine tour the next day that was seriously cool. The only crappy part was the late spring Rockies storm the whole time, but we made do...
From the train, there were some truly beautiful sights - the view from the Devil's Gate Bridge was impressive, as were some waterfalls along the way:
My favorite part, though, was the Silver Mine Tour. It was really very interesting, seeing how silver used to be mined not all that long ago in this mountainside. Here are some shots:
This is the entrance to the mine, and our tour guide. He was great. He lives in this tiny town, population somewhere around 50, up further in the mountains, where he mountain bikes and snowboards all the time. How cool is that?
This was the first bit into the mine. The mine itself was 6 stories at one point, and we were on the third story. The bottom ones were filled with water, and a cave in had closed the top ones. Only this one level was left. In places, the passageway was only about 4 feet tall.
This was hard to photograph, but he's showing us the motherlode - the vein of silver that the miners were after, that yielded a huge amount of the precious metal. In today's dollars, it was multiple-millions worth of silver. Very cool.
Later that day, I flew back to Oklahoma - boo! But over the 4th of July holiday, I went back, and we had some more fun.
We headed up to Golden and toured the Coors brewery, which is completely free and everyone should go!
The next day, we played with a bear while we waited to go underground again on a cave tour! It was fun. Well, and silly - but that was mostly us...
Then we went deep underground, looking around at stuff like this:
"Cave bacon" - don't eat it.
"The heart of the Cave" (or something) - it supposedly looks like the chambers of a heart.
Outside, the view was amazing:
Amber couldn't handle all the excitement and had to get some energy out.
We ALSO went to the Garden of the Gods that afternoon, which...if you ever get a chance to go, do it. It is breathtaking.
The next day, we were sort of pooped, so we just let this one be in charge.
OK. So then in August, I went back (I just can't stay away), and we did another first for me - my first professional ball game!
Blue Moon is the only beer brewed in a microbrewery inside a major leage ball park - it also happens to be delicious. I had to stop by and get a bit of my fav.
I've had really the best time visiting Colorado, and I highly recommend anyone go! It's a great place for vacation, even if your BFF doesn't happen to be there.
15 June 2008
Argh
I would love to post about my amazing Colorado trip, but blogger refuses to load the page completely and I can't upload pictures. So at some point, later in my life, I will have a post about Colorado, and it will be great - you'll just have to wait, though.
I also just got back from Vegas. It was a work trip, but I still managed to have a bit of fun. That will also be a post for another time.
I also just got back from Vegas. It was a work trip, but I still managed to have a bit of fun. That will also be a post for another time.
07 May 2008
And then...
I'm on my own, sort of, for the next three months at least. At least I get to visit CO in the summer!
Shatze is all out of sorts, though, with only one "alpha" home. Tyson just wants to make sure he has a toy. This is normal.
I feel sort of OK with the whole thing - I mean, I hate when she's gone, but I had a little prep time for this one, and there are already visits planned, and...well really, our friendship just keeps getting stronger. It makes me hate her being farther away than the next room more, but it is also somehow easier to still feel connected by a phone call.
I'm feeling very lazy at work today, though. I tend to just sort of shut down and try to do as little as possible when I'm moping, when really doing something would get my mind off things much better than doing nothing. Maybe I'll go enter tank gauges...after I check my email one more time...
Shatze is all out of sorts, though, with only one "alpha" home. Tyson just wants to make sure he has a toy. This is normal.
I feel sort of OK with the whole thing - I mean, I hate when she's gone, but I had a little prep time for this one, and there are already visits planned, and...well really, our friendship just keeps getting stronger. It makes me hate her being farther away than the next room more, but it is also somehow easier to still feel connected by a phone call.
I'm feeling very lazy at work today, though. I tend to just sort of shut down and try to do as little as possible when I'm moping, when really doing something would get my mind off things much better than doing nothing. Maybe I'll go enter tank gauges...after I check my email one more time...
01 April 2008
A long story short
Mini updates:
Amber (AKA Lunchmeat) rescued a dog out of traffic last week. She's sweet. She wants to cuddle at all times. She loves people.
She does not love our other animals. We're in the process of finding her a home.
She's also deaf...which adds to the stress of finding an understanding home.
Lunchmeat is going to be gone for three months. I'm mentally preparing myself for this. I have about one month to prep.
Job is going well. I'm getting a little burned out on the routine, but I think summer will help, with the endless ways to spend at least my off time. Plus we're getting into some more interesting projects, and that always helps.
I miss singing.
I haven't been sleeping well lately. It's 9:40 as I type this - and bed time.
Amber (AKA Lunchmeat) rescued a dog out of traffic last week. She's sweet. She wants to cuddle at all times. She loves people.
She does not love our other animals. We're in the process of finding her a home.
She's also deaf...which adds to the stress of finding an understanding home.
Lunchmeat is going to be gone for three months. I'm mentally preparing myself for this. I have about one month to prep.
Job is going well. I'm getting a little burned out on the routine, but I think summer will help, with the endless ways to spend at least my off time. Plus we're getting into some more interesting projects, and that always helps.
I miss singing.
I haven't been sleeping well lately. It's 9:40 as I type this - and bed time.
12 March 2008
Note to our IT Dept
(Taped to a computer mouse)
This mouse no longer works. I'm not really computer-savvy, but I think the corroded battery inside might be the problem.
I didn't want to throw it away in case there was an inventory of these things - but then I forgot about it, too; so I've been using [Boss Man's] old mouse, in case you were wondering where that one went.
If not, well - here's a broken mouse. Cheers.
Kris
This mouse no longer works. I'm not really computer-savvy, but I think the corroded battery inside might be the problem.
I didn't want to throw it away in case there was an inventory of these things - but then I forgot about it, too; so I've been using [Boss Man's] old mouse, in case you were wondering where that one went.
If not, well - here's a broken mouse. Cheers.
Kris
06 March 2008
Public Grammar Announcement
Apostrophes are NOT used to make a word plural. Not even words that end with a vowel.
Stop doing it. The world needs the intelligent people to show themselves in the written word!
Thank you.
Stop doing it. The world needs the intelligent people to show themselves in the written word!
Thank you.
04 March 2008
Goodies
Someone brought chocolate-covered strawberries to the office today.
I may come home with chocolate stains around my mouth, and I don't care.
I may come home with chocolate stains around my mouth, and I don't care.
15 February 2008
Yumm.
I just bought red shoes. Peep toe. 3" heel. I could not be more thrilled. I cannot wait until they are delivered to my door. I shall then wear them with everything, everywhere.
I will post pictures when they arrive.
I will post pictures when they arrive.
14 February 2008
07 February 2008
Vegas or Bust
I found out today that my company is sending me to Las Vegas in June, for a conference. I've never been go Vegas. What kinds of fun things can be done there, besides the gambling, strippers, and magic shows? Everything I know about Vegas I learned from CSI, by the way.
I'll be going with some other people from my office. Hopefully we'll have a little free time.
I'll be going with some other people from my office. Hopefully we'll have a little free time.
06 February 2008
by degrees...
I have two degrees in music. I am not currently using them. I...want to. I want to use them, even if I can't perform due to other life choices. I studied music for 7 years because I love it, and want to make a living with it.
So what could I do? Teach...in a classroom? Private lessons? Both of these are daunting to me, since my degrees are not in education, but performance. My pianomanship (tee) is somewhat lackluster, as well. I've always maintained that I don't want to teach, but lately it's been pulling at me, this music background. I'm finally moving past the letdown...and maybe seeing a different path...other questions are raised, like...teach whom? What grade level? Choir? Voice? I'd be horrible with instrumental anything, so I'd have to find a designated vocal position. I'm terrified at the amount of work it could take to go into teaching, and part of me still feels like I've given up something by not trying...I don't know. It's not for immediate decision, but it's there now.
I guess I should get the final draft of my recital paper finished, too...
Any thoughts, friends/random strangers who may wander over this way?
So what could I do? Teach...in a classroom? Private lessons? Both of these are daunting to me, since my degrees are not in education, but performance. My pianomanship (tee) is somewhat lackluster, as well. I've always maintained that I don't want to teach, but lately it's been pulling at me, this music background. I'm finally moving past the letdown...and maybe seeing a different path...other questions are raised, like...teach whom? What grade level? Choir? Voice? I'd be horrible with instrumental anything, so I'd have to find a designated vocal position. I'm terrified at the amount of work it could take to go into teaching, and part of me still feels like I've given up something by not trying...I don't know. It's not for immediate decision, but it's there now.
I guess I should get the final draft of my recital paper finished, too...
Any thoughts, friends/random strangers who may wander over this way?
28 January 2008
Free! Free to go...completely hippy, looks like...
There are many things I want to do, now that I'm on the other side of school days. Some of these things are sort of pipe dreams, and some are pretty mundane, but the ones that I really want to do well with are awfully granola.
Thing the first: I want to knit. Clothing. I want to knit pretty shirts and delightful baby sweaters and awesome socks, and I want to bestow them on people who will fall over from all the amazingness.
Thing the second: Have my own vegetable garden. This is my year, folks! Home-grown, delicious, decadent tomatoes, can you just imagine? Amber and I are in serious talks about this, and my mouth is watering just thinking about it. I'm fully aware of the amount of work a garden takes, and this just adds fuel to my desire.
Thing the third: I want to make bread from scratch. And be amazing at it. Not bread-maker bread - the real deal. Dough that needs kneading. Giving things time to rise. The smell, the wonderful smell of baking bread...I think it's sort of a lost art form, and I'd love to be able to do it.
And with that list, I realize that what I really want to do is never sleep, never go to work, and just play with my hands all day. Oh, and I want fresh produce...but who doesn't?
Thing the first: I want to knit. Clothing. I want to knit pretty shirts and delightful baby sweaters and awesome socks, and I want to bestow them on people who will fall over from all the amazingness.
Thing the second: Have my own vegetable garden. This is my year, folks! Home-grown, delicious, decadent tomatoes, can you just imagine? Amber and I are in serious talks about this, and my mouth is watering just thinking about it. I'm fully aware of the amount of work a garden takes, and this just adds fuel to my desire.
Thing the third: I want to make bread from scratch. And be amazing at it. Not bread-maker bread - the real deal. Dough that needs kneading. Giving things time to rise. The smell, the wonderful smell of baking bread...I think it's sort of a lost art form, and I'd love to be able to do it.
And with that list, I realize that what I really want to do is never sleep, never go to work, and just play with my hands all day. Oh, and I want fresh produce...but who doesn't?
25 January 2008
Rambly Rambly
There's a casino burning in Vegas right now. It's pretty amazing to see. I don't think anyone has been hurt, but they had to evacuate the whole building.
I ordered little reading glasses yesterday. Staring at a computer screen all day makes my eyes hurt and I'd rather not go even more blind by 30...they are super cute, though. I might have to get another pair. I kind of like glasses...
I love this little laptop I'm playing with at work. It's so cute! It has a touchscreen! It has a handle! I just think it's adorable.
Lately I've been obsessed with televisionwithoutpity.com and the recaps of Project Runway. That guy makes me laugh out loud.
My dad is having radiation treatments right now. He said they're boring. At least each session is short. I love him a lot.
I'm really, really excited that this weekend is going to be warm. I used to love winters in Alaska, but winter in Oklahoma sucks and I'm soooo looking forward to a few warm days again.
I have an hour and 45 minutes left at work today. I'm very bored. The laptop is really cute...but I'm ready for the weekend.
I've been wanting to buy really girly things lately - lip gloss, a hair cut, nail polish...I go through these random phases of purchase-envy. It will pass.
I already bought some nail polish, though, before I realized what I was doing. My toenails look delicious.
I wish there was a good outlet of live music in OKC. Maybe there is, and I'm just not cool enough to know about it. I like going to see local bands/shows.
I miss performing.
I ordered little reading glasses yesterday. Staring at a computer screen all day makes my eyes hurt and I'd rather not go even more blind by 30...they are super cute, though. I might have to get another pair. I kind of like glasses...
I love this little laptop I'm playing with at work. It's so cute! It has a touchscreen! It has a handle! I just think it's adorable.
Lately I've been obsessed with televisionwithoutpity.com and the recaps of Project Runway. That guy makes me laugh out loud.
My dad is having radiation treatments right now. He said they're boring. At least each session is short. I love him a lot.
I'm really, really excited that this weekend is going to be warm. I used to love winters in Alaska, but winter in Oklahoma sucks and I'm soooo looking forward to a few warm days again.
I have an hour and 45 minutes left at work today. I'm very bored. The laptop is really cute...but I'm ready for the weekend.
I've been wanting to buy really girly things lately - lip gloss, a hair cut, nail polish...I go through these random phases of purchase-envy. It will pass.
I already bought some nail polish, though, before I realized what I was doing. My toenails look delicious.
I wish there was a good outlet of live music in OKC. Maybe there is, and I'm just not cool enough to know about it. I like going to see local bands/shows.
I miss performing.
21 January 2008
16 January 2008
Decking
My parents are in town right now. We're building a deck. It will be awesome when we're all finished and can stand outside on not-ground.
Right now, though, I'm at work, wishing I could be home helping them frame up the top level and then start laying the top. Amber got composite decking, so once we're done, we're done - no staining! Just sweeping!
There's a cold front coming in this late afternoon, which may or may not slow down production. Mostly it will be sucky to work in the cold, but that's the gamble we took when we decided to get this done in January.
If you ever build a deck, please remember that the boards are HEAVY. Just be prepared. I'll try to pilfer some pics from my mom and Amber.
Right now, though, I'm at work, wishing I could be home helping them frame up the top level and then start laying the top. Amber got composite decking, so once we're done, we're done - no staining! Just sweeping!
There's a cold front coming in this late afternoon, which may or may not slow down production. Mostly it will be sucky to work in the cold, but that's the gamble we took when we decided to get this done in January.
If you ever build a deck, please remember that the boards are HEAVY. Just be prepared. I'll try to pilfer some pics from my mom and Amber.
15 January 2008
Have you ever...
I think...I think something is happening that I tried to ignore. Something that I didn't want to see, so I pretended I didn't - which never works. I could still be wrong. I could be reading into it, reading incorrectly, seeing the ready excuse that I wished for in the situation I did not.
This time, the possibility of being right leaves me feeling sort of hollow, sort of resigned-to-the-inevitable, sort of sorry for myself by proxy, if that's something one can be. It has nothing to do with me, if I am right, except parenthetically, which isn't even enough for worry except that the after thought in this is...me. I'm not one to feel sorry for myself generally, proxy-wise or otherwise, so why this time?
I think it has to do with fooling myself into hoping, a little, that I was wrong about this and right about the other thing, which means really I was wrong about everything. I let myself play pretend. I let down my time-crafted defenses, just a little. I relaxed a breath; a heartbeat; a moment; and now I realize I let myself be caught off-guard by something I saw far-off and, instead of heeding the warning, pretended it wasn't there.
It was there, I think. It's here still. The whisper of a glance at a possibility of a hunch. All I can say is, I see it. And I'm not ignoring it.
And so the question becomes "what now?" It's not a bad thing. If I'm right, I can pull out my happy face, knowing that I should be happy - and I would be, partly. It's the other part, the other possibilities that bite the dust with this possibility becoming reality, that gives me pause and catches in my throat. There are other questions that I guess I didn't want answered just yet. There are even more questions this raises. I suppose this won't won't be laid down until I know for sure, but the musings hold me captive today.
This time, the possibility of being right leaves me feeling sort of hollow, sort of resigned-to-the-inevitable, sort of sorry for myself by proxy, if that's something one can be. It has nothing to do with me, if I am right, except parenthetically, which isn't even enough for worry except that the after thought in this is...me. I'm not one to feel sorry for myself generally, proxy-wise or otherwise, so why this time?
I think it has to do with fooling myself into hoping, a little, that I was wrong about this and right about the other thing, which means really I was wrong about everything. I let myself play pretend. I let down my time-crafted defenses, just a little. I relaxed a breath; a heartbeat; a moment; and now I realize I let myself be caught off-guard by something I saw far-off and, instead of heeding the warning, pretended it wasn't there.
It was there, I think. It's here still. The whisper of a glance at a possibility of a hunch. All I can say is, I see it. And I'm not ignoring it.
And so the question becomes "what now?" It's not a bad thing. If I'm right, I can pull out my happy face, knowing that I should be happy - and I would be, partly. It's the other part, the other possibilities that bite the dust with this possibility becoming reality, that gives me pause and catches in my throat. There are other questions that I guess I didn't want answered just yet. There are even more questions this raises. I suppose this won't won't be laid down until I know for sure, but the musings hold me captive today.
09 January 2008
Visit!
My parents are flying in today! Right at this moment, they are winging their way to Dallas from Seattle, where they will pick up their car and head up I-35 to OK. I'm so excited to see them. While they're here, we are building a deck, they are going to a George Straight concert, and my best friend is getting a big promotion so we're having a party for that. They leave next saturday, and I'm thrilled to death to see them.
Now I just have to get the house clean before they arrive on my doorstep around 6 tonight...and I'm working until 4. Should be a fast and furious couple of hours.
Now I just have to get the house clean before they arrive on my doorstep around 6 tonight...and I'm working until 4. Should be a fast and furious couple of hours.
07 January 2008
Black and Blue
I have a rather remarkable bruise on my ankle right now. I discovered it in the shower this morning, when I thought I had...dirt? or something? on me, and tried to rinse it off. Bruises don't rinse off, generally.
This thing is about 4"X2", mostly green, with a couple of spots in it that are deep purple. There is also a hard-ish lump directly above the bruise that is a little tender, and the whole thing is swollen.
The best part? I have no idea what I did. No idea. No event over the last couple of days comes to mind when I think of what could possibly have caused this (large, swollen) bruise, and I'm pretty sure it's something that would be memorable, to leave such a mark.
And this is one story of my life, one that has been passed down from my mom to both my sister and me - we are a clan of women who bruise. Spectacularly. In general I think I'm a fast healer, from cuts and scrapes and such, but bruises just stay with me for weeks. I had a quarter-sized one on my upper thigh that was deep purple and hard two weeks ago, and is still visible as a shadow, a memory, of a bruise today. I've surmised that I must've hit the corner of the bathroom vanity - it lines up really well - but I have no recollection of doing this hard enough to bruise.
Anyone else (and by that I mean, any of the three people reading this) share this malady, or any other strange things on your body?
This thing is about 4"X2", mostly green, with a couple of spots in it that are deep purple. There is also a hard-ish lump directly above the bruise that is a little tender, and the whole thing is swollen.
The best part? I have no idea what I did. No idea. No event over the last couple of days comes to mind when I think of what could possibly have caused this (large, swollen) bruise, and I'm pretty sure it's something that would be memorable, to leave such a mark.
And this is one story of my life, one that has been passed down from my mom to both my sister and me - we are a clan of women who bruise. Spectacularly. In general I think I'm a fast healer, from cuts and scrapes and such, but bruises just stay with me for weeks. I had a quarter-sized one on my upper thigh that was deep purple and hard two weeks ago, and is still visible as a shadow, a memory, of a bruise today. I've surmised that I must've hit the corner of the bathroom vanity - it lines up really well - but I have no recollection of doing this hard enough to bruise.
Anyone else (and by that I mean, any of the three people reading this) share this malady, or any other strange things on your body?
03 January 2008
3 Things I don't Like, that don't matter.
1.) Men in cardigans or turtlenecks. (Or both, I guess, but that sort of nasty is something that I can't even entertain in my mind without vomiting a little.) The bastard step sibling of these is, of course, the sweater vest. Sorry, fellas...it just looks wrong. Old Navy commercials are lying to you - men do not, under any circumstances, need a cardigan.
2.) White suits. They just scream "I'm trying really hard to get attention!" I've never seen one that looks effortless.
3.) Waking in the middle of the night to my cat messing with...something. I may cut off her paws.
2.) White suits. They just scream "I'm trying really hard to get attention!" I've never seen one that looks effortless.
3.) Waking in the middle of the night to my cat messing with...something. I may cut off her paws.
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