Thursday, November 27, 2003

Thanksgiving 2003

Today is Thanksgiving, and however the holiday tradition originated (pilgrims and harvest) it has come to mean food and family, usually in that order. In my order however, it was always the other way around. Perhaps it is simply because I do not live near my family that I long for them especially at this time of year.

One year my brother drove his Yugo eight hours in the freezing cold to make it for dinner. Hoping (knowing) that the gas tank would be refilled with a furtive gift from Dad�s wallet before attempting the return trip. It was so cold and clear that morning. I kept stealing glances out of the slightly fogged kitchen window out into the sparkling snow, waiting for him to arrive. The dog knew first and we ran at our separate paces, to the door. Arriving in order from youngest to oldest, my little sister first and my father last. Even at his age he could have beat my sister in a race, but he always had a rambling sense of time, what�s the hurry? He�s coming to us. I was always shy around my brother. He was eight years older then I was and very tall and handsome. I had always envied those pond blue eyes, though I later realized I had similar eyes, but on him, they were dramatic against his darkly freckled face and deep chestnut hair. He always smelled as I thought all men his age must, of Brutt and cigarettes, of slightly musty clothes and car exhaust. No matter what his situation at the time, he would always bring gifts for his little sisters.

My sister and I would giggle (or was it fight) through the rest of the dinner preparation stuffing celery with cream cheese and stealing jewel black olives. I wonder at how much we fought at that age. What was it exactly? It�s hard to remember now when I talk to her about daily life. Now we are only three years and 2000 miles apart, but are not separated now as we were then by rivalry and jealously. A sister is a wonderful thing, but perhaps only after you are both 21. Today I think of my family, knowing that my sister, due to graduate schoolwork load, is spending one of her first Thanksgivings free from family obligations, to work on an important final exam. I know she will still eat Turkey, but I can�t help but feel for her and what she will miss.

Thanksgiving has evolved in my family. My mother always used to make the feast and before I was in college, the whole family would gather at our everyday dinner table laid with our everyday plates (spruced up by the antique serving pieces laden with holiday food) and give thanks for the past year. What I miss most now at my thanksgivings away from the family is the moment at the table where we�ve all just sat down and we turn expectantly to my mother who seemed surprised every year that we want her to say Grace. It is not a normal practice for us to say Grace before an everyday meal, but this is Thanksgiving. We hold hands around the table and bend our heads. I know I should close my eyes, but instead (as I always have) I gaze out of the corner of my left eye at my mother who is radiant in the marbled sunlight streaming in from the foggy kitchen window. We are all at our normal places around the oval table (now with leaves added to maintain the weight of the feast). My mother is at the head and to her right is my sister. I sit next to my sister with my father at the other head; my brother is across from my sister and me. I catch him gazing at my mother as well. Mom seems to pause and remember before thanking God for the basics of food, family and those who are not with us, Amen. Her words sustain us like the food we are about to partake and we lift our heads and blink her dreamy voice away as provisions are already being passed. I wonder now if she will pray for me today half way across the country and for my sister under her mound of terms and facts and figures. A place in my heart tells me she will.

Thanksgivings are no longer primarily around the old family table. In fact the old family table and even the old family house are not a real part of the family anymore. We�ve moved on to other houses and other tables. Thanksgivings (like other holidays) are now rotated among the extended family of new wives and boyfriends and their parents. The old family�s Thanksgivings are replaced with the new families� Thanksgivings with the children in an out as our schedules allow. It has been long since I�ve been able to attend a Thanksgiving at home. Mostly I make a semblance here for my husband and I to eat alone. It�s not as forlorn as it sounds. We much enjoy each other�s company and talk and laugh enough to fill the house. Now it is he and I who stuff celery and steal olives, no longer worrying about my mother�s wrath at the half empty olive bowl. For the first time since we�ve been married we will go to his mother�s this year, where she will cook a feast. I am nervous, as it is her first Thanksgiving in a long time and my first ever where I haven�t really been a part of making the meal. But still I have gathered things to bring pies, olives and deviled eggs, flowers for her and wine for me. I know when we sit down to our plates at her table I will be thinking of my family and what they are doing and missing their laughter and their Grace.

Perhaps my finest memory of the holiday involved my father�s tradition. My father was an old farmer to the core. No matter the worldly traveling he did as a youth, when he returned home to the farm to raise his family like he raised his crops, the land and he reconnected and were symbiont. If my father was awake he was outside doing this or that. He rose at dawn to work in the fields or help a neighbor or build a house or cabinets. There was always something to clean or fix or haul. Though when he sat in his chair (and it was his alone) he became like the land in winter, dormant and snoring awaiting the first warming rays of spring. His holiday meal tradition did not vary from his everyday meal tradition. He would eat like he had two hollow legs and push his extended belly away from the table. He would slowly (hoping we would not to notice?) make his way to his chair perhaps thinking he would watch some TV before going out to the shop to repair that hinge he had meant to fix. In minutes his snores would resonate throughout the house. My sister and I would always roll our eyes at the same time we smiled. I always thought his earsplitting snoring was his body�s way of making itself heard for my father was a very quiet man when he was awake. No matter how deafeningly we were cleaning the kitchen or banging the dishes or how loudly our 1970s dishwasher would churn, he would sleep on.

Since my father has passed away there won�t be a new memory of that tradition in the context of the current way my family spends their Thanksgivings. But like the pilgrims and the harvest and food and family, some traditions live on even when new traditions have over taken. I might not live near my family now, or take part in their Thanksgiving, but my memories sustain me as my mother�s Grace once did.

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

More vacation blogs to come (someday when work isn't crazy)

But for now, view and enjoy the brilliance of this actual presentation!

http://www.librarian.net/nhla/

Make sure you look REALLY close at the pictures; they illustrate the point quite well.

Tuesday, November 04, 2003

VACATION BLOG Tuesday night and all of Wednesday

Since we were going East to Spain we decided to work a full day and leave that night from work for the over night flight.

Got to the airport no problem (thanks to the new and handy off ramp) and parked in the long-term lot, this isn�t too terribly expensive. Bus to the terminal and a HORRIBLE self check in. I have to say. Using NW I am usually able to check in online but since this was a KLM flight, even though I had an electronic ticket I was forced to check in at the airport. They required all sorts of crazy screens and no one was there to help and it was loud and hot... needless to say I got frustrated.... But got through it and got to our gate (though security which didn't take too long) and got settled to wait....

And wait...

And wait....

The plane ride was pretty uneventful, the food wasn't terrible and there was a movie (the title of which escapes me). I actually did sleep a bit and our seats were good since it was jus the two of us in the row.

Got to Amsterdam Wednesday morning and was as VERY impressed with the airport. So clean and nice! And very nicely set up. Went through emigration and waited at our terminal for the flight to Barcelona

Landing in Barcelona 2 hours later... Our bag came off the plane almost first so we went to find customs and ended up outside... Um, no customs... OK what ever...

Standing there I was trying to find my little notebook with the phrases for asking a taxi to take us to a hotel when an older man asked us in broken English if we needed a taxi. Hell yeah we need one, so he ushered us across the street while looking at the address for our hotel. He seemed a bit distressed at the address but we got in and were off. He spoke no English but I think he was explaining to us something about how our hotel might be hard to get to but (and he made hand gestures for this) we could walk a short way to it from where he would drop us off.

It was a pretty wild ride. Red lights and pedestrians mean nothing and neither does a traffic lane... And when we got close he suddenly veered off of the main road after a garbage truck, which had a police office opening a gate to an alley for it. It was quite clear that this little alley was off limits for car and the police office wagged his finger at us, but the cabbie just laughed and I laughed and he said something to the effect of, the police wouldn�t stop us cabs... Or something... So we darted quickly down this alley and then ended up in a pedestrian street (read no cars, but LOTS of people) and suddenly we were in front of our hotel... Which I have to tell you is not on a street but is in between two strictly pedestrian squares... But hey that didn't stop our taxi driver... He wished us a good stay and thanked us for our tip and I wished him Bueno Suerte cause had no idea how he would get out of the pedestrian area...

At the hotel they gave us some lovely champagne and we went up to our room quickly so as to take showers and change. We decided a proper Spanish lunch was in order (at 2:30pm that is exactly lunch time). So we walked down the narrow and windy Del Pi to a lovely square with a bit cathedral in it (which we would visit later). We found a place called La Buena Estrella (the lucky star). S had lovely Paella and I ordered from the menu of the day. I had NO IDEA what I was ordering and there was a bit of confusion when I actually did get something (as we didn�t know if it was mine or S�s) But when it all did come it was really good.

We then tried the farmacia to get shaving stuff and to try for bubble bath, but I got too shy to ask� though S did get a razor and foamy cream.

We walked around a bit to get oriented and took some pictures of some amazing graffiti. Then it was back to the hotel for a nap until 8pm where we then got up to go to dinner (8pm is still early for dinner in Spain but what the heck�)

We found a place called Irati in our guidebook, which ended up being very close to our hotel. I wanted to try tapas very badly. We had a nervous start, but after a quick check of the phrase book we were back in, ordering, and doing OK. Tapas are a wonderful invention!!! We also tried gelato later, but I was full so only had a few licks. We walked around a bunch more getting more oriented and avoiding tourists, motorbikes and beggars. The buildings are ALL so amazing it is hard not to walk around looking up with your mouth gaping open� We stopped for espresso at a chain called Cappuccino. I even had one and it was GOOD! We went back to the hotel late to look up thnigs to do the next day and to make a quick call to the family.

Wednesday, October 29, 2003

I'm BACK from vacation.

Actually came in last night after being on the go for 22 hours straight! AND having the absolute WORST cold I have ever had (SERIOULSY). I felt for you Teru when you were sick on vacation, but when I was sick on vacation I was like, SHIT this really DOES suck.

Nothing is more of an adventure then looking up your symptoms in the phrase book so you can tell the chemist in Spanish that you feel like you are dying and need heavy drugs now (In Spain you can't get ANY kind of medication excpet though the chemist who keeps it ALL under lock and key)

I have a daily account of the trip, which I WILL type in here, but not tonight, still recovering from both the cold/infection and from jet lag

Friday, October 17, 2003

I JUST HAVE TO YELL TO THE WORLD THAT The Doc RCOKS!!!!



It's a whole new leaf mate!!!!


Thursday, October 16, 2003

So... I've been thinking alot about food lately (gee wonder why) OK Obsessing about it is MUCH more like it.

Every time I am hungry I have to have a talk with myself (in my head, hopefully without my lips moving) about WHAT I am going to eat, if I am going to eat and IF I am really hungry.

The weight loss thing is working, but it is really mentally tiring that is for sure. If I didn't have Teru going though a similar thing I would get totally fed up and depressed (like my other diets) and convince myself that a big piece of cake is EXACTLY what I need, instead of what I don't need...

At times it is pretty easy, but even when I was really ill yesterday I had to watch myself from eating too much of my hamburger and chips while I was talking with a friend at lunch. She was chatting away about work and I was munching and pretty soon the food I set out for myself to eat was gone and I was about to eat the rest on my plate. The simple fact that I ate fast and was paying attention to her instead of concentrating on the food almost made me eat more. (And I WOULD have eaten more in the past without even thinking about it)

I think I am the quintessential habit eater. I eat out of habit, out of nervousness, out of boredom, out of stress, out of sadness, and out of opportunity (like yesterday) OK I just eat all of the time

But it is not too late to change your habits, as Teru is teaching me. I am finding this is not really a diet, but something I will have to do long-term to really make an impact on my life.




Tuesday, October 14, 2003

I put a link to my diet blog on the right for those of you who are interested in food restriction torture. Funny thing is, is that it actually works ;-)


At least so far ;-)

Monday, October 06, 2003

Love, exciting and new


Had co-op with Teru and the boy from across the pond

What a terribly nice man he is, so sweet and awesome

It is nice to see two people happy with each other and very together

*sigh*


Friday, September 26, 2003

Handy site for chaning one's colours


HUmm the template puzzels me... I have the archiving set to the same as my other blog, and the template tags seem to be the saem, but alas... no archve is showing up in the right section (even though when I publish it shows them there...)

Oh well, I'll go back to work and think about it ;-)

Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Been SOOOO busy and scatered lately. Very emotional as well. Can't even keep up with everything I have to do much less what I WANT to do

Sunday, September 21, 2003

Found a new section of woods today near my house. It is weird. I've discovered 2 new things in just the last month. Makes me think I need to go for a several hour hike so I can make it a bit farther and see what is in there deeper into the woods. This section is across the road from a neighbor�s house. I noticed there is an old driveway there so I stopped my bike and went in on foot. Looks like in the 30's or 40s there may have been a house in there. There is a 1930 car sitting in the middle of woods with trees growing in and around in and an early model 50s car in a similar state. I didn't have bug spray on so I didn't stay long to investigate, but I think I'll throw on something orange (it is hunting season after all) and some bug spray and better shoes and tramp around there. I found what I think must have been a rubble foundation... Could be interesting.

Friday, September 19, 2003

Librarians are a funny bunch!

So to conitue with my Library theme over the past week....


See what the favorite government reports of librarians are


This report comes out WEEKLY.....????

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

And a very nice letter to the editor which I HOPE gets published!


Dear Colleagues,

This is the letter to the editor I sent to the NY Times in response to
Ashcroft's attack on ALA and librarians. The full title of the Ashcroft
article in the NY Times was "Aschcroft Mocks Librarians and Others Who
Oppose Parts of Counterterrorism Law." What the NY Times printed in
today's edition was a letter from Congressman Bernie Sanders. The limit
of 150 words is a nasty constraint.

All the best,

mitch

To the editor:

In "Ashcroft Mocks Librarians..." (16 Sept 2003), the Attorney General
ignores what the American Library Association, concerned librarians, and
countless others have said about the USA PATRIOT Act. We decry the
PATRIOT Act's overriding of the Fourth Amendment guarantee of the
demonstration of "probable cause" that was established in 49 of 50
states as the legal basis for requiring libraries to disclose
confidential patron records. The PATRIOT Act simply asks the FBI to
claim relevance to an ongoing terrorist investigation in a secret
Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Court proceeding--no demonstration of
probable cause is required. We are not dupes of the ACLU, as alleged in
the article. We support the war against terrorism, but oppose
Ashcroft's trampling on constitutionally protected rights of America's
library users based on his all-too-recurrent and far-too-rarely, if
ever, justified claim that the PATRIOT Act's abuses are needed to catch
terrorists.


Maurice J. Freedman
Director, Westchester Library System


Here's the respons from the ALA

For Immediate Release
September 16, 2003


American Library Association responds to Attorney General
remarks on librarians and USA PATRIOT Act: A statement
by
ALA President Carla Hayden

(Chicago) The American Library Association (ALA) has worked
diligently for the past two years to increase awareness of a very
complicated law * the USA PATRIOT Act * that was pushed through
the legislative process at breakneck speed in the wake
of a national tragedy. Because the Department of Justice has
refused our requests for information about how many libraries have been
visited by law nforcement officials using these new powers, we have
focused on hat the law allows. The PATRIOT Act gives law
enforcement nprecedented powers of surveillance * including easy
access to library records with minimal judicial oversight.

Among the many changes in U.S. law and practice enabled by
the act is the federal government's ability to override the historical
protections of library reading records that exist in every state. States
created these confidentiality laws to protect the privacy and freedoms
Americans hold dear. These laws provide a clear framework for
responding to national security concerns while safeguarding against
random searches, fishing expeditions or invasions of privacy.

Librarians are committed to ensuring the highest quality library
service and protection of our patrons' records from random searches,
fishing expeditions or other inappropriate invasions of privacy. This
commitment is why we are among the most trusted members of our
communities, from Maine to California. We take great pains to be
educated about the federal and state laws that govern our ability to
serve our communities * which is why we're so concerned.

Over the past two years, Americans have been
told that only individuals directly involved in terrorism need be
concerned. This is not what the law says. The act lowers the legal standard to "simple
relevance" rather than the higher standard of "probable cause"
required by the Fourth Amendment.

In March 2003, the Justice Department said that libraries had
become a logical target of surveillance. Which assurance by Mark
Carallo are we to believe?

We also have been told that the law only affects non-U.S.
citizens. This is not what the law says. In fact, the act amended the
Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA) in such a way that U.S.
citizens may now be investigated under the loweredlegal standards
applied to foreign agents.

And now Attorney General John Ashcroft says the FBI has no
interest in Americans' reading records. While this may be true,
librarians have a history with law enforcement dating back to the
McCarthy era that gives us pause. For decades, and as late as the
1980s, the FBI's Library Awareness Program sought information on
the reading habits of people from "hostile foreign countries," as well
as U.S. citizens who held unpopular political views.

We are deeply concerned that the Attorney General should be
so openly contemptuous of those who seek to defend our
Constitution. Rather than ask the nations' librarians and Americans
nationwide to "just trust him," Ashcroft could allay concerns by
releasing aggregate information about the number of libraries visited
using the expanded powers created by the USA PATRIOT Act.

Or, better yet, federal elected officials could vote * as several
U.S. senators and representatives from across the political spectrum
have proposed * to restore the historical protection of library records.
Ashcroft Mocks Librarians and Others Who Oppose Parts of Counterterrorism Law

THIS makes me SOOOOOO mad

Is he HONESTLY suggesting that librarians (some of the most INTELLIGENT among us) can't weigh the facts and make their own decisions?

Really now Johnny that is TOO much


Monday, September 15, 2003

Boy does wine make me sleepy.... ;-)
OK!!! I FINALLY got the comments to work, so comment away (all of you who read this blog, which is TWO of you...) ;-)

Saturday, September 13, 2003

Going apple picking today. Should be fun! I actually haven't been before, and HOW long have I lived in the apple picking capital of the world?

Must CLEAN after I get back, been quite slack lately and since hubby has to work then rest I won't have much company to do anything else, so it will be a good distraction

Need to plant my tulips, get the pool covered and fertilize the lawn too

Sometimes I really don't like weekends as they just remind you of all of the upkeep you have to do and don't get to on the weekdays *sigh* But on a positive note, the work does count for something right... makes the place you live just a bit nicer....

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

STRESS is a VERY bad thing!!! HUGS Teru!!!!

I can't believe they didn't leave you a note or something! That would totally stress me out!

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

I offer my cleaning services if you wish. I am VERY good at getting rid of stuff. The easiest way is to make big piles of like items, not even going through them as you find them (takes too much time) then going through each pile separatly (once the room is clear) and only bringing back into the room what you really want/need

Also, have you considered a slightly higher bed, that way you can get boxes for underneath your bed to store extra stuff ;-)

But sometimes cleaning is a thing one must do on their own, though with a beer and a buddy it could be fun ;-)
OK, I can't do it. I can't join Weight Watchers.... But I CAN support you Teru, so I will start my food blog as well and excersize and we can bitch to each other about food and diets and the general unfairness of our genes!!!

Monday, September 08, 2003

Hey Teru, Another one for your Parade Of Death.....

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

Hey Teru, I liked the sample template you sent!!!

It's raining today. I rather like rain, but it makes me terribly sleepy!

I was dreaming of riding horses all night. *sigh* I think it is because we watched the Two Towers. There were lots of beautiful horses in the movien (oh AND Orland Bloom!)

Monday, September 01, 2003

I found a secret playgound today. Secret and forgotten. I felt better this morning so I decided to go for a hike. My normal route through the woods to the lake and beyond was boraing me (and it was raining a bit) so I went down to the other lake in the opposite direction (the lake with the swimming hole beach) and decided to cut thought those woods home (which I had never been in before). I crested a hill and found at the top a clearing with a large slide, a huge swing set, a full sized basketball court and a longforgotten horse shoe pit. It was weird as the playground had spectacular views of the lake. I decided to try the swing set and found it to be quite pleasent to swing in the utter silence of an early holiday morning while looking out over the geese swimming in the lake.

I know people probably still use the playground, but it was so overgrown and lonely. It looked as if it was built and cared for when more people cared to be outside and playig with their kids. There is even an overgrown and paved parking lot near it which I had seen from the road, but it just looked like a medow since you can hardley see the old paving through the grass.

These kinds of places seem so lonely to me. They seem to yearn for love and touch. At least at the point they are now. Later (prhaps in 5 years) if they continue to decline, they become bitter and warry and reject love and touch rather then embrace it.

I've decided to vist this place as often as I can, so it will get used to me and remember me so that even when it becomes bitter perhaps it will still hold a gental place for me
I was sick all day Sunday. I knew I was getting ill on Saturday so I purposely did not eat before going to the movie which meant it was 7pm before I got home and had anything in my stomach. I had wanted to go to MassMOCA Sunday but I just felt too ill.

So I layed around and watched Easy Rider since it was the 100th anniversary of the Harley Davidson.

What a surreal movie! The acid scene in New Orleans was completely over the top. And Karen Black was in it, which I didn't know before we started watching it. She was perfect in House of 1000 Corpses!

I always get her mixed up with Jennifer Coolidge. I am not 100 percent convinced they are not the same person....


I went to Blood Brothers with Teru and Naz on Saturday. What a good film. You can certainly see many notes of later movies that pay respect to this one!

Blood Brothers by Zhang Che (Ci Ma, 1973, 118 min.). New 35 mm print. This widescreen epic of love, loyalty, and betrayal is based on actual events that have become legend, spawning several film versions. Zhang�s retelling finds David Jiang and newcomer Chen Guandai as bandit brothers who befriend young general Di Long after trying to rob him. The stage is set for tragedy when Di Long falls for Chen�s neglected wife. With three protagonists, Zhang fully indulges his passion for sadomasochistic displays of the male body under duress. This threesome, whose devotion eventually turns into jealousy, treachery, and revenge, prefigures John Woo�s Bullet in the Head. Indeed, Woo was assistant director on Blood Brothers.

Sunday, August 31, 2003

Yeah Teru! You Fixed my Blog!!!!


Sure what ever design you want! I am happy with anything, something cooler would certainly be a bonus

Thursday, August 28, 2003

OK, OK Teru ! Fix my template! hehehehehe

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So cross-browser (and platform) compatible it's scary!
-Teru
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no, I take that back. It's fine in preview but sucks when saved. Must ponder for a bit
-Teru

Tuesday, August 26, 2003

By the way, I've been slowly savoring the last of my Cadbury Crunchie. It makes the day a whole lot better. The trick, though, is to eat it really slowly. Taking really small bites and letting them melt in your mouth... mmmmmmm

FINALLY, made reservations at a lovely little B&B! It's owned by a gay man who was very nice on the phone and has a cat. Should be fun. We plan on going to the beach and eating at a nice resturant and I plan on reading a bunch. I also plan on breathing in and out very slowly....

Had co-op the other night! It was nice to have everyone over. I actually like to cook all day for these things. Granted they are far between for the actual cooking part, but that makes it fun. I made alot of food, but most of it got eaten. I only had one piece of quiche, a bit of pasta salad and a tiny amount of sobe noodel salad left. Teru seemed to like it!!! Thanks Teru!!!

People went swimming even though it was a bit chilly. I was too busy cooking the last of the meal to swim, but I was glad people could dive in if they wanted (OK NOT dive, the pool's to shallow for that)

Now I am at work and just had to take 4 advil. I think the change in humidity confused my body. Looking forward to lunch with Teru, Naz and L on Thursday. Though Naz has yet to confirm, we have 3 out of 4 so it's a go no matter what. I will be having a stiff drink thank you very much!

I'm having lunch out on Wednesday too. A very lovely Poet who's books I adore

I'll dream of my wonderful time away from work as I go to this next meeting.... That and Jonny Depp ;-)




Thursday, August 21, 2003

I have been in a TERRIBLE mood this evening. Eventhough hubby mowed his section of the lawn and we had a pretty good dinner, work stuff is popping up in my mind and makeing me a bit crazy. I would much rather be on the beach rigt now! Hubby and I are planning a trip but I didn't even have time to TRY to make reservations today...

Seriously, do people NEVER plan ahead with this work stuff...
The ANTS are gone!!!! I had hesitated to say this, but now they have been gone for almost a week I am very confident that we got um!

I went to the local Agway (love that place, reminds me of home) and bought this "Nature friendly" ant killer. Not sure how nature friendly anything that kills is, but hey, it worked on the little suckers! I bought this particular one because it was supposed to be safe for environment (water etc.), plants, pets, and even us humans. Certainly did a number on the bugs though!

Thursday, August 14, 2003

Slept better last night, it's still muggy here, but how can I complain when 3000 people have died in France?

We have an ant problem, ugh, I hate ants. They are something called Crazy Ants... apparently a bit hard to get rid of. blech... Hubby and I cleaned and threw out all food. I have to figure out something to do with the cat food though, cause the ants will eat even very small residue so maybe I have to feed the cat, wait for her to finish, then wash the bowl...

Going home soon though with a day off tomorrow to take kitty to vet and find safe ant killers etc. Most likely dusting will be the way to go with this one. Hopefully they won't find my pantry!!! Esp since I cleaned up all of their ready food sources last night!

I have to sit down and write a complicated SQL query. Not looking forward to it since I am REALLY bad at them right now, But I HAVE to get better! I mean this is my job now!





Wednesday, August 13, 2003

Do you ever have those days where you just start off all wrong and it never rights itself...

I woke up 2 hours early this morning (after not sleeping well since Saturday) and could not for the life of me get back to sleep. Only a part of it was noise (AC, Fan, Snoring hubby [all three of which, are quite necessary by the way, yes even snoring hubby]) But the other part was my mind, It was just racing ansd racing with all of these thoughts and I could not slow it down enough to get back to sleep. I would run through a scenerio (say finishig this thing at work) and things would slow and I would just about get to sleep and then BOOM another random thought raced through my mind waking me up enought to have to think that one through as well.

Then I had to be all grumpy when hubby woke up and start HIS day off bad, and it just got worse form there. We have these little sugar ants that I have been keeping at bay all summer. But suddenly last night they had a breeding fest and they are ALL over by the sink, fridge and dishwaser. Not sure what to do quite yet. I've tried about everything I know. I know for sure I will have to clean EVERYTHING out from that area and clean with bleach and dry up any water etc. but apart from that (and since I have tried almost everthing else apart form an exterminator) I am unsure of what to do.

Top that off with the fact that if this humidity and heat does not abate soon I will most certainly committe murder. I DO NOT live in the SOUTH. I want a cool, humidity free summer! I am seriously looking at moving!

Those random morning thoughts are still bothering me though. Most esp things like what the HELL am I going to do (if anything) about school. Also, do I really want to keep doing what I am doing work wise? DO I really want to keep living where I am living? Why am I so heavy and why can't I seem to do anythig about it but complain... And $$$, how do I get more of it... How do I pay off my debt?

It's not like I have alot of problems mind you. I really do have a pretty good life, but I seem to focus more and more on the little bad things instead of looking at the little good things.

By the way, here are some good things. I want to plant all of these in my yard so I can look at beautiful things all of the time.

hehe Teru busted ME for busting HER!

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

So Teru has gotten back from London with not only a glow on her face, but a glow in her soul.

It's cool to see just how much a person can change when (dare I say the word...) they are in love (yup I said it, love).
In FACT, while talking to her last night, she refered to him as her "boy friend" which I did not mention as the bit of a shock that it was, but noted and tucked away to smile over (and write about) later ;-)

She has reasons to be sad, that is for sure. Like he is an ocean away for one. But I am glad she is focusing on the positive. He is certainly a nice person. well spoken, smart and funny. I can't wait to meet him in person and do the checking out. I have to look at the "over all" of course and make sure he has a good bum ;-) (V. important!)

OK, back to work now... data data every where....

Friday, June 27, 2003

My Friend Teru has inspired me to post. She has been writing really funny sotries on her blog

I really have nothing funny to post, infact my brain is quite empty

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

I haven't posted since my husband's birthday, what trite that was about being the older woman ;-) hehehehe

Mostly I haven't posted because I have a new job. It's a pretty big learning curve for me, but so far I am doing well

(or at least making people think I am doing well)

Mostly I just want to run around outside since it is SOOOOOO beautiful right now!!!!

I miss GabGab, on a day like today some of her biting humor about the war would be lovely