Given that I have been a longtime reader of the blog by the same author, you should go buy this book. First time authors have it rough anyways, and we should all support the blogging industry, no? Seriously, her blog (while it was up – she took down the archives as she was writing the book, for obvious reasons) was/is hilarious! She’s a d*mn good author, and I’m looking forward to the chance to read the book (when I get ready for a new fiction book, that is).
- Bounce :: -ing
- Wasting time :: Summertime
- Utility :: Closet
- London :: Bridge
- Pregnant :: Sister
- Cranberry :: Juice
- International :: Affair
- Disappointment :: ???
- Sponsor :: -ship
- Second :: Cousin
While out for coffee, a stranger walking by told me I have pretty red hair. A much more welcome surprise than Wednesday’s, where a council member of about six months asked disappointedly why I’d changed my hair color because she liked it so much better the other way. I was so… caught off guard that I probably not-too-politely told her I’d been using the same box of hair color for the last year, and that last time perhaps and I hadn’t put in as many highlights as usual, but it’s definitely the same color (except that my roots are starting to show again).
?? What exactly would the right response have been?? Anyone, anyone, Bueller?
and I had a hilarious argument last night about who had it worse off. She was complaining that her chest was “too large,” and I was complaining that mine was “too small.” We both joked about our continual efforts to draw people’s attention to that area of our bodies (because, you know, that’s the opposite of what we do, with the exception perhaps of the shirt I wore to work today). Maybe it doesn’t sound funny…. I might not be the world’s greatest storyteller.
Continuing on the good news front, heard from the new roommate that he is definitely OK with a big dog. So I just have to call the landlords to check with them (because the potential new roommate is a bit paranoid about it, having had some bad experiences in the past), and then it’s all settled! Yay!
Oh, and to complain for a moment – my Cingular service has been out since early yesterday. “Emergency Calls Only.” Is a tower down? Who knows? They don’t offer that kind of customer support on their website. I may have to go talk to the guy in the kiosk in the Skyway. Because, really.
So, the good news is that the new roommate doesn’t have a problem with the potential roommate I interviewed last night having a dog. So, I’ve got to talk to the landlords, but it looks like I’ve got the new new roommate figured out. That was way too easy. I’m a bit skeptical. We’ll see. She was really cool though. She came over at six and stayed until seven, just talking. She liked the place, was good with the cats, and the interaction wasn’t just “OK” (like “no warning bells went off, it’d be alright if she lived here”) but fantastic (like “I want to be her friend even if she doesn’t live here”). Amazing. My cats are just going to have to be OK living with a dog and another cat. Plus, after talking with , we decided to get DSL and do a wireless network that will cover the house and then she’ll split the costs with us as well, so four people buying into it makes it really affordable. And I set up a cable install for next Tuesday. Lots going on. Plus, I finally brought ‘s grill to be returned to Amazon to the post office today. They’re paying for return postage, but it was more the hassle of bringing the really big box all the way downtown on the bus, because the box Amazon shipped it in was huge – didn’t fit in a 13-gallon kitchen garbage bag. Conveniently, I caught the 65 this morning, which is usually not very crowded (instead of the 21, which often is), so the box could have a seat all to itself. And tomorrow, I promise to mail off the baby blanket to and baby Charlie.
Oh, and then I went all crazy in the kitchen and did some major cleaning/rearranging. Pulled everything out of about half of the cupboards (can’t do it all at once – that’d be crazy) and put it where it made sense, wiped down things, left out everything that I didn’t know who it belonged to…. came home and we put away what she owned, and then everything else went into bags for Goodwill. Four large grocery bags, to be exact. And that wasn’t even all the cupboards. Big trip to Goodwill. Their donation center is open next Monday, so hopefully will be willing to take a trip over there to dump off stuff (I haven’t asked him yet though… whatdya think, sweetie?). Cleaning out the house….. Such fun. Oh, I needed to bathe afterwards, though. Some of the stuff was soooooo gross. Most everything is down from above the cupboards and fridge – kitchens are generally just too gross to leave stuff out of the cupboards. Grease and dust and cat hair make for a pretty potent combination. Tonight I’m tackling under the sink, and maybe the rest of the cupboards. We even found space for cookbooks! It’s revolutionary, I tell ya. Now if I can only find a spot for my bread machine… (it’s about an inch too tall for every single cupboard in the kitchen). And move some books from the hallway to the front room. You know, generally continue to make the house… not a craphole. Really, I live in a very nice place. It’s just that sometimes, if you look really closely, it would be easy to believe the opposite.
Alright, one more day at work this week (where I just got a new huge computer inventory database project) and then I’m off until Wednesday afternoon. Should be fun, or at least relaxing. Plus, is coming back from Kentucky tomorrow. Not like I would have seen him normally anyways, but it’ll still be nice to have him back.
Oh, , some sad news – Cali guy never called or emailed. So unless he shows up tonight (which I said he could just drop in), looks like I won’t be setting you up on any blind dates.
Wish me a happy one year anniversary! That’s one year ago today that I had my last day at the church and then drove away forever. OK, drove away from the idea of youth ministry as a career. Not from the church entirely. reminded me on Tuesday that I had said when I first left that I thought a year away from church would be about what I needed, and how did I feel about that now? I have mixed thoughts on that. I know that if I drag my heels too much longer, I’ll be back in school and busy enough that the luxury of sleeping in on Sundays will seem like a necessity. But I also know it can be easy to get sucked in and hyper-involved, and I don’t want that either. I’d like to find that happy balance in the middle, somewhere between “ChrEaster” (Christmas and Easter churchgoers) and being a deacon (church every week, committee meetings several times a month, visiting the sick, prayer meetings, small group meetings…..). That happy balance where church (and faith) are an important part of my life, but don’t define my existence.
I’ll blog more about last night and the potential roommate I met – but for now, I’m off to get coffee before the girl on phones goes for lunch.
OK, so none of you have blogs (well, maybe you do – I don’t know about them if you do, except for ‘s that she never writes in, or the girls-only one that we girls share), but if you do, you’re it. I was informally unofficially tagged by Mindi (whose blog I have never commented on so she doesn’t even know I exist, but whatever), but who is a Minnesota girl living in New York City. So you might like her blog [link removed].
5 items in my fridge
- 1/2 gallon 1% milk
- a very very old carton of eggs I keep meaning to throw away
- some spreadable cheese I keep meaning to try, but haven’t
- 2 chicken thighs
- aloe (hey, sunburn season is coming up)
5 items in my closet
- sleeping bag
- 2 pairs of Sketchers (as well as the rest of my shoes)
- that mini skirt I only wore on Halloween
- waaaaay too much black
- a whole friggin’ lot of sweaters
5 items in my car
(When I still owned a car…)
- mesh bag of sports equipment
- quilt for use in grass (to have small group meetings in youth group when the weather was nice)
- map of the US (used to memorize the states and their capitols on a very long drive to and from Boston)
- umbrella (maybe – it’s been a really long time since I owned a car, I’ve kinda forgotten)
- music source (CDs, or tape adapter for my PDA)
5 items in my purse
- iPod nano (white, named “Sad Panda”)
- wallet with a lot of receipts and not so much cash
- broken sunglasses
- mini Excedrin container filled with aspirin, Advil, Midol, one Extra-Strength Tylenol, and surprisingly, no Excedrin (gotta refill that!)
- digital camera
It was 19 pages of typing. And technically it only works out to 38 words per minute (for 4 hours), but there is a lot of pausing and breaks where there’s nothing to type. Really, I was up over 100wpm today. Promise.
Nothing much to say today, but I thought I’d be a good blogger and check-in, because I know my public demands it. Ha!
Had a nice time with last night – we closed Michaels (that is, we stayed until they kicked us out). Apparently, large white picture frames are just not popular and I am the only person on the planet that wants one. And, note to self, must go to Michaels from now on instead of JoAnn for yarn (cheap yarn, that is, because the really good stuff has to be bought at the Yarnery). Much better selection (same stuff, just more colors and varieties). And she brought over some crochet books for me, and looked at my stuff, and apparently I’m doing fine. Yay.
And then I went to bed. As immediately as possible. After setting both alarms on my alarm clock and the alarm on my cell phone and the “wake up call” function. Because I didn’t want to miss the bus to Rosedale this morning.
I didn’t, either. I got up and did my hair and makeup and even put on a skirt. I even got breakfast. (OK, breakfast in my purse that I could eat on the bus, but whatever.) I felt pretty good about that. I even had to wait a few minutes for the bus to show up.
The meeting today went OK. I don’t have much to say about it. And now I’m here at work. And bored. Maybe I’ll go get some coffee. I think I’ve earned it today. Really. I did 14 pages worth of typing in four hours of meeting. That’s gotta kick some sort of butt.
I am a queen. I have done things in Access that are worthy of praise and having people throw things down on the ground as I walk by. Realistically speaking, the report still has about four hours worth of formatting work to be done, but as far as I’m concerned, I have created the greatest thing since sliced bread, and I’m done for the day. I definitely earned my keep. Rock star. Hehe, and I did it all without anyone else’s help. I mean, I had major problems, and it took me a while and a bit of a database redesign to get it done, but I did it all on my own!
If you saw my creation, you’d be impressed too. Trust me, I am a genius. You may all throw flowers my way now.
I don’t know what I did, but I somehow seriously messed up my ankle. Last night when I got home, I wrapped it and that seemed to help. And then this morning I forgot to wrap it up and when I did remember I realized that it didn’t really hurt, so I thought everything was fine. And then I left for coffee and man-alive did my ankle hurt. And now it feels fine again. So I don’t know what’s up. I took some Advil. And if it still feels wonky tonight, I’ll ice it a bit and wrap it again.
I shouldn’t be that surprised. It’s commonly known that I often injure myself and have no idea how it happened. I often have large bruises on my body and no idea how they got there. And no, I don’t sleep walk. And they usually show up right before the weekend, so I don’t think it’s that my boyfriend is kicking me in my sleep.
The last time I had a big (and painful) bruise show up on my upper shin, I realized that I knew (kinda) where it came from. More specifically, I remember injuring it (the specifics are completely unknown) and thinking, wow, that really hurt, and I’m going to remember this when the bruise shows up. And then, well, I only remembered the thinking about remembering it part. Not helpful.
Well, officially has a job interview two weeks from today. They’re flying her up here for a long weekend, so we can finally have that family dinner that we missed out on last time due to the impending snow storm. And she wants to see my “new” place, which means I have this strong desire to do as much home improvement as possible in the next two weeks. Which is… not very much, to be honest. Because there’s no way that shelving is getting put up. Hopefully I can get the kitchen reorganized and the bathroom clean. I think I can be happy with that. As I was laying in bed last night I realized that the yellow paint job looks spectacular and I’m really happy with it. I do have a tiny bit of extra time this week because is in Louisville all week for work. But all that really means is that I definitely have Thursday night free, since that’s about all I get to see him during the week anyways. Tonight’s goal: sweep off side porch and front steps, and centralize all potted plants (or rather pots for plants, since none of mine have life in them) on side porch. Maybe some more spray painting.
Went over to ‘s house on Saturday and helped her paint her bathroom yellow while was at a poker tournament (or, at least, was supposed to be, but then it was shorter than he thought so he went and got a fun new toy and played with that all afternoon while I was with ). We went to Game Day and managed to play LOTR Risk for 6 hours. Who thought up that level of hell? Seriously. Having never played Risk before, most of us didn’t know what we were getting into, and was the only one who had played and didn’t figure out until we were well into the game that the way it was set up meant there was a looooong game ahead with no end in sight. We helped some friends move Saturday morning as well – definitely the easiest move I’ve helped with in a long time.
I think I overdid it on the walking last week, because my right ankle has been hurting since Friday. I should have wrapped it this morning. Oh well. So I’m taking it easy this week (aka riding the bus instead of walking to/from work).
I started the sweater to go with the baby hat this weekend too – cute little turquoise and white stripes, with buttonholes and everything! I like this project.
It’s boring at work today and I’m on phones for a while. Bah.
- Yours :: Truly
- Charcoal :: Grill
- Platitude :: -s
- Graduation :: Party
- Hungry :: As A Horse
- Somewhere :: In Time
- Nurse :: Betty
- Freak :: Of Nature
- Unbelievable :: That’s
- Walk :: On The Clouds
- The one thing I want to be sure I do this summer is get a healthy amount of sun so I can be all freckly.
- My favorite thing to eat for breakfast is waffles.
- My favorite outfit is sweat pants and one of my comfort shirts, or shorts and a tank top and sandals.
- The accomplishment I am most proud of is at this exact moment, the paint job in my bedroom.
- The weirdest thing about me is my feelings on food and germs.
- I want to become better at expressing myself.
- My least favorite household chore is anything involving a toilet.
- My favorite music/song/artist is see yesterday’s post.
- The color I like least is red.
- I am going to not get as much rest and relaxation as I want to this weekend.
- Travel: When was the last time you boarded an airplane, and where did it take you? I flew home this year for Christmas, so… December 2005, to Chicago, or, rather, Chicago to Minneapolis.
- Security: Do you think National Guard troops should be deployed to bolster security along the U.S. / Mexican border? Um… OK, technically yes, but I really don’t feel strongly about this issue and could probably be persuaded either way if someone had a really good argument.
- Dreams: Do you remember your dreams? If so, describe the most recent dream you can remember. I cried last night. Sobbing, actually. Only in my dream, though (the pillow wasn’t wet when I woke up).
- You Say: Finish this sentence: “When I woke up this morning…” I was pinned down by two cats sumo-wrestling. They were quickly kicked off the end of the bed.