Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Saturday, April 23, 2005
The last movie I watched was Miracle. It's the story of the 1980 US Olympic hockey team and their miracle win. A great story done very well.
The last couple of weeks I've been listening to King of the Electric Blues (Muddy Waters) and Howlin' Wolf/Moanin' in the Moonlight (Howlin' Wolf.) Great blues.
Hope you have a great weekend.
Friday, April 22, 2005
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Quite cold today--I'm just happy I didn't have to go out. But never fear, warmer weather is coming.
Cantellya asked me if I was having a "braces removal" celebration--actually, I hadn't even thought about it. I am thrilled to think I will be able to brush and floss in less than 20 minutes that I don't know how much more celebrating I could take! Actually, we might go out of town on a shopping trip, so I will see if I can celebrate by buying myself something!
Cantellya asked for the answers to the following questions:
1. Where did you grow up?
I was born and raised in the north central part of the U.S.
2. What is your favorite daydream?
One of my favorite daydreams: A musician would fall passionately in love with me. When he realizes he can’t have me, he writes a song about his love and it becomes a rock classic; e.g., Layla.
3. What are you wearing right now?
I can usually be found in a pair of yoga pants and t-shirt.
4. What is your favorite food?
If one could see me, it would be obvious this question is a bit absurd. I DEFINITELY don’t have any ONE favorite food. However, my biggest indulgence is carbohydrates. I am a carb addict.
5. Cat or dog?
I have a cat who is 12-years-old. A cat is much easier for us to have when we go out of town on a regular basis.
6. If you could go back in time to elementary school, is there someone you'd have been nicer to?
Yes—a girl named Mary. I wish her health, happiness, and a much more wonderful life than she had growing up.
7. Name one of your favorite memories....
When K. asked me to marry him.
8. Do you have a favorite pair of pajamas?
No favorite pair of pj’s, but I have a flannel robe I absolutely love.
9. If you could have any job, what would it be?
I would love to help “computer illiterate” people learn to use a computer—and learn to love computers as much as I do.
10. If you could have lunch with one person, who would it be?
I couldn’t choose just one person.
First, I would like to have lunch with God so I could ask Him, “Why”?
Albert Einstein: I would ask him to explain the theory of relativity—and, as a bonus, maybe he could help me understand chaos theory.
Any gossip columnist: I would ask for ALL of the dirt on EVERYONE.
Eric Clapton: I would ask him if he would be so kind as to sing one song for me—ANY song.
I have been thinking about what television character I would like as a friend and I finally came up with my first one: Lorelei Gilmore from the Gilmore Girls. She is the type of person you could have as a best friend and do all the best friend stuff with: have pajama parties, watch chick flicks, eat ice cream to help with depression, and tell your deepest, darkest secrets to. The character is quirky, smart, funny, compassionate and has just as much emotional baggage to deal with as is appropriate for a friend of mine to have. (A friend can't have more baggage than me, otherwise, we would never get around to MY problems.) Definitely Lorelei Gilmore is a friend worth having.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
C. called today and I could barely hear her because of the screaming and crying in the background. Asked her what was going on and she said Noelle was having a temper tantrum. What about, I asked. Well, she had a royal fit because her mother took her in from being outside! C. said she was afraid Social Services (or whatever it is called these days) was going to be knocking at her door because Noelle was acting like she was being beaten to within an inch of her life. (And she was sure she saw the neighbors peeking out their windows to see who was getting killed.) All I could do was laugh and say, "You are getting paid back for all YOU did!" C. acted the exact same way at the same age, so it is nice to see the "I hope you have children that act just like you" curse is still working! At least C. has a sense of humor about the whole thing--she admits she was a brat and can see why she is getting it with her own kids. :)
Monday, April 11, 2005
C. was supposed to see the doctor and have an ultrasound today, but I didn't hear from her. I will have to call tomorrow and find out what he had to say. At least she doesn't have to travel out of town for this pregnancy--the neonatologist said there was nothing more that could be done for her. Hopefully the doctor is correct in what is being done and this pregnancy goes as well as the last one. And I hope she doesn't have to be here for a week because of premature labor, as she did last time. At least they were able to stop it--that is a great improvement. I guess a mother's concerns never end, no matter how old the kids get!
Thursday, April 07, 2005
The miniature rose bush I have in the dining is working overtime. Right now one flower is in full bloom and there are three more buds starting. I'm impressed--this is the most flowers we've ever had on it.
I'm seriously thinking about getting another tattoo.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Today K. finished working three days of overtime--just in time to start night shift tomorrow! I couldn't handle him doing shift work if we had young kids here--it would just be too hard.
The cat is trying to get me to feed her--she is just being too noisy! It's still a bit early for her to eat, so she'll just have to wait. I can imagine she is hungry--right after eating this morning, she hacked up a hairball and, of course, everything she ate. Animals can be very hard to live with at times.
And for the big news of the day: C. let us know yesterday that she is pregnant. Again. Marcus isn't one till July and Noelle isn't two till September and the new baby is probably going to arrive around November. Words fail me.
Monday, April 04, 2005
While K. and I enjoyed the whirlpool suite we stayed in, we have decided it isn't worth the extra money. When we go out of town, we are just too busy to enjoy the time needed to relax in the whirlpool. However, we love having the "suite" part--the extra room , sofa, frig, and microwave are very nice to have. Might have to continue getting suites.
Now, while I am tired and slightly headachy from too much wine, I will get on with my bitchiness--must get it out of my system. :)
About the wedding:
--The mother of the bride wore an off-white lace dress. I thought this was NOT proper as the bride should be the only one wearing a shade of white. I don't know, just an observation.
--I felt we were in the land where old prom hair goes to die. Everyone from the bride's mother to the flower girl had hair that was curled, teased, and shellaced to within an inch of its life--all in styles not seen on anyone in 15 years or longer. Hmmm.
--While the women in the bride's family are very healthy looking--some more than a few pounds OVER healthy--I have never seen so many young and old men that are so skinny. And skinny isn't even the best word. There wouldn't have to be enough of a breeze to move a feather to knock one of these men over. NEVER have I seen such skinny men.
--The reception was, unfortunately, reminiscent of those I remember from growing up. The bride spent most of the evening on the dance floor--usually with the bridesmaids--and the groom mainly hung around the bar with his groomsmen. Every 30-45 minutes the bride and groom would dance, but they mostly were not with each other. Another hmmmm.
--The bride's mother and father left the reception almost an hour before it was over. A way to get out of helping clean up afterwards?
--And, finally, the star of the whole show was a Navy buddy of the bride's brother. A cuter, happier, friendlier person you have never seen. He was adorable and everyone fell in love with him just a little bit.
And now for my final rant before I close to feed the cat for the second time tonight:
--This morning we went for breakfast and got seated next to THE MOST IRRITATING WOMAN ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH!!!!!!! First, she wore her sunglasses in the restaurant, as if she was a celebrity. Her voice was only SLIGHTLY less annoying than Fran Drescher's--not quite as nasally. Her pretentious attitude was bordering on condescension of her dining companions--in-laws, I think. She weighed about 95 pounds and had her clothes so tight they looked like they were painted on, so she had to walk through the restaurant just to make sure everyone would notice her. (She had no reason to walk through the restaurant other than to go and look at the muffins to see if she wanted one.) And to top it all off, she ordered her breakfast of strawberry waffles and a muffin TO GO. She wanted to take the food with her--presumably so she could be close enough to a bathroom when she stuck her finger down her throat after eating. If you haven't figured it out yet, she irritated the hell out of me! :)
So, on that note, I will close for now. Hopefully I will be in a much better frame of mind when I do my next post! It is good to be home.