Friday, February 27, 2004

 
I had Indian food last night for the first time. I liked it. Having more this weekend.
I've still not called the insurance company about my car. Out of sight, out of mind.
I'm having a ton of leftover starches for lunch today. Some Chinese, some Italian. And a Welch's Grape Soda.
Man, oh man, oh man, oh man. I'm ready for the weekend.

posted at 12:42 PM

Thursday, February 26, 2004

 
What My Mother Calls "La La Land"

Sometimes, my mind wanders. I'm in a different place. I'm not focusing on the task at hand, I'm focusing on something else altogether, if anything at all. I'm daydreaming. Zoning out. My mind is at rest. All of this is wonderful...

...unless I'm driving a car.

I have only myself to blame for the minor incident this morning in my parking garage. That cement pole has always been there, it's not new. Being excited about a song on the radio as you start the ignition is NOT an excuse for ripping the side mirror off your car and scraping the entire door against the cement pole.

I am an idiot. But I still have a smile on my face. I'm still in La La Land, I guess. Some days, it's easier to find your Happy Place than others, and it's very strange that I've found mine on a day that a cement pole found its way into my car door. Oh well. Such is life.

Cheers, darlin'.

posted at 9:09 AM

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

 
That's all I wanted, something special, something sacred
in your eyes...
For just one moment, to be bold and naked
at your side.

Sometimes I think that you'll never understand me
Maybe this time is forever, say it can be

That's all you wanted, something special, someone sacred
in your life...
Just for one moment, to be warm and naked
at my side.

Sometimes I think that you'll never understand me
But something tells me together,
we'd be happy...

I will be your father figure (Oh baby)
Put your tiny hand in mine (I'd love to)
I will be your preacher teacher (Be your daddy)
Anything you have in mind (It would make me)
I will be your father figure (Very happy)
I have had enough of crime (Please let me)
I will be the one who loves you
Until the end of time

That's all I wanted
But sometimes love can be mistaken
for a crime...
That's all I wanted
Just to see my baby's blue eyes shine
This time I think that my lover
understands me...
If we have faith in each other
Then we can be
strong....

I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
I will be the one who loves you
Until the end of time

If you are the desert, I'll be the sea
If you ever hunger, hunger for me
Whatever you ask for, that's what I'll be

So when you remember the ones who have lied
Who said that they cared
But then laughed as you cried
Beautiful darling, don't think of me
Because all I ever wanted
It's in your eyes
And love can't lie, no...

(Greet me with the eyes of a child)
My love is always telling me so
(Heaven is a kiss and a smile)
Just hold on, hold on
I won't let you go, my baby

I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher, teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
So I am gonna love you
Until the end of time

I will be your father
I will be your preacher
I'll be your daddy
I will be the one who loves you
Until the end of time

Yeah. I just posted George Michael lyrics.
They're too good today not to post. :)




posted at 2:21 PM

Monday, February 23, 2004

 
I'm in a MIGHTY FINE mood today, kids.
No joke. Mighty fine.

posted at 5:00 PM

 
Just call me Grace, the Domestic Goddess.

I jumped off my couch last night and injured myself. Really injured myself. My foot. I sat on my kitchen counter and debated the effectiveness of the RICE method with a RICE advocate until I was proven wrong and unwillingly submersed my foot into a sink full of ice and cold water. There is nothing I hate more than cold water. I have issues with "non kitchen-like" things being in or near my kitchen sink. I have issues with feet. It was a strange situation altogether. And painful.

Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation... Mother &$#%!

This weekend was full of ups and downs...

Friday evening started on a bad foot (before the fall) -- an argument. Sometimes, when you're really frustrated, it just happens. When two people are extremely frustrated... well, it just happens. For no reason. But everyone knows that the best thing about arguing is making up, of course.

Saturday was a day for eye openers and thought provoking discussion. Some prep work for Shrove Tuesday in the morning. A good salad, a glass of wine, and some shopping -- complete with girl talk and much needed alone time. Strong words, shoulders to lean on, shocking revelations. Saturday evening, a good night.

Sunday -- errands and spring cleaning. I cleaned out drawers and got rid of a lot of waste in my life. Excess -- gone. Laundry -- done. I even washed pillows. Another good Sunday night dinner. (I jumped off the couch mid-prep. Makes for a fun rest-of-the-evening.) Girl Scout cookies for dessert...

...and blueberry muffins this morning. The kind with the crumble topping. Mmmm... I love food.

I hope that everyone has a wonderful Monday.

posted at 10:27 AM

Thursday, February 19, 2004

 
I just like this song, the lyrics.
Isn't the weather divine today?

Seek Up
Dave Matthews

Sometimes I feel like I’m falling
Fall back again, fall back again,
Fall back again, fall back again...

Oh, life it seems the struggle between
What we see and what we do
Well I’m not going to change my ways
Just to please you, or appease you

Oh, look at this crowd, six billion proud
Willing to punch it out
Right, wrong, weak, strong
Ashes to ashes all fall down

Oh, look around about this round about
This merry-go-round and around
Well if at all God’s gaze upon us falls
It's with a mischievous grin, look at him

Forget about the reasons
And the treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Our emotions can be kept at bay
Forget about being guilty,
We are innocent instead
Soon we will all find our lives swept away.

Oh, look at me in my fancy car,
And my bank account
Oh how I wish I could take it all
Down into my grave, God knows I’d save and save
Man, take a look again, take a look again,
At all the things I have collected
Well in the end it will all pile up so tall
To one big nothing
One big nothing at all

Forget about the reasons
And the treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Our emotions can be kept at bay
Forget about being guilty,
We are innocent instead
Soon we will all find our lives swept away.

You seek up an emotion
And your cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you,
The devil’s not going--ha, ha

Say... oh say...

Late at night with TV’s hungry child
His belly swells
Well, for the price of a coke or a smoke
I could keep alive those hungry eyes
Man, take a look again
Take a look again
Take a look again
Every day things change
But basically you and me stay the same

Forget about the reasons
And the treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Our emotions can be kept at bay
Forget about being guilty,
We are innocent instead
Soon we will all find our lives swept away.

You seek up an emotion
And your cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you,
The devil’s not going--ha, ha

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
They're crumbling my way away
Fall back again...



posted at 11:42 AM

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

 
Make it go away.
All of it.

I need to leave this town.

Have you ever just wanted to run away from your life as you know it?
I do.
Leave it all behind.

New faces, new names, new job, new places, new situations... kind of like the witness protection program, except you still get to see and talk to your family and select friends, and you don't have to change your name or cut your hair.

Some things just sting a lot more than you think they will.
And some things just leave you numb.

posted at 9:21 PM

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

 
Braceless.

So many people have had their hands and fingers in my mouth today, I think I've set a world record.

The morning started at the orthodontist, where again, I was asked if I was happy with my teeth and bite. When I shrugged and said, "Sure", they presented me with something to sign, indicating that I'm aware that these bad boys are coming off early. Basically, they wanted to extend the treatment for another six months. Whatever!

So, they take them off. A bunch of yanking and ripping and scraping... awful. I've heard over and over again how SLICK the teeth feel after removal of orthodontics. I didn't feel anything, really. I mean, no longer were the wires poking, brackets rubbing my gums, but it felt like what I thought it would feel like. I was a little disappointed, actually.

The orthodontist takes some molds (preparing for those nice RETAINERS that I have to wear non-stop for six months), and sends me on my way with a nice big sack of hard/chewy candy.

Thankfully, I scheduled an appointment with my regular dentist to have a cleaning done today. Two hours. It took two hours to clean up everything the orthodontist left behind. Tons of cement and glue, all packed onto the teeth. I would think this normal had the people at the orthodontist's office not already spent quite some time "scraping all the cement and glue off". What if I hadn't scheduled that dentist appointment? You've got to take care of your teeth and gums, my friends. It's a must!

So finally, I walked out of the dentist's office feeling all smooth and slick on the toofs. What a nice feeling! They're straight. They're nice. Except for the retainer action, it's all done.

Then... I walk into work... go to a meeting... and gleek on someone.
I thought that was from the braces! Clearly, I have a saliva control problem.

Now. What do I want to eat for dinner tonight? :)

P.S.
Scott, please confine to personal email any and all references or comments you might have regarding anything I can do bigger/faster/better/cheaper/easier with my mouth now. Thank you. :)

posted at 5:10 PM

Monday, February 16, 2004

 
Surprisingly Good Weekend

Relaxing Friday night.

Snuggled up and stayed warm on Saturday morning. I did, in fact, make some scarves. Did some shopping later on Saturday afternoon after the snow melted.

Sunday, shopping and errands. I treated myself to a nice new pair of shoes. I considered the purchase a combo Valentine's/Birthday gift to myself. I have this friend who I should never take shoe shopping with me. For several reasons, really. The first being lots of head shaking, lots of "Are you CRAZY?" looks. I don't care. They make my legs look great. :)

I made the best dinner last night. Hands down, the best meal I've made at home to date. Surprisingly, it was a ribeye. (I rarely eat steak, hence the surprise.) I saw it at Whole Foods and knew I was having a guest over last night, so I went for it. It had its own marinade, which usually scares me a bit. I cooked it in the oven in my Antique Road Show Le Creuset pot. I added tons of red wine, to keep it moist. Some mushrooms. A little of this and that. It was great. Tender. Moist. Yummy. With the grilled asparagus, baked potatoes, fresh salad, and yummy rosemary rolls, there wasn't room for the dessert I bought -- a yummy apple pie with a crumb topping. I'll just have to eat that later. In one sitting.

We watched "Lost in Translation" last night. It's a great movie, but not one to watch after a heavy meal and long day, if you're already experiencing some difficulty in staying awake. I must watch it again when I can dedicate my full attention to it.

Happy Monday, everyone. In 24 hours I should be getting these braces off! Keep your fingers crossed for me.

posted at 9:39 AM

Saturday, February 14, 2004

 
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

It's beautiful.
I think I might have to knit some scarves today. :)

posted at 8:45 AM

Friday, February 13, 2004

 
I hope everyone has a SUPER Valentine's Day this weekend.

posted at 2:34 PM

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

 
Look at my new feature!

I bought one of those phones last summer, the kind with the built-in camera. I spent three or four months sending pictures to my friends non-stop as if it was the only way I could communicate with them and vice versa. (For some of them, it was.) Well. Now I don't use it so much. The phone is falling apart. I've dropped it a few too many times. The replacement phone is about $300. I'll just use this one until it decides I'm no longer worthy to be his mama.

So. Enter Jonathan. Again.
He shows me this neat new feature... I can not only send pictures I take with my phone to a web site to store them, but I can also pull those into the blog. He's always coming up with some fun, crafty things like that to do.

So, I can't promise that there will be a bunch of interesting photos posted. Especially considering that I've typically only taken pictures of myself with the phone -- making faces or doing something stupid -- and sending it to friends. Oh well. Who doesn't want to see this smiling face? (Especially withOUT the orthodontics!!!!)

Thanks, caddy. :)

This rain sucks.

posted at 2:46 PM

 
Tried and True.
Safe, Quick, Effective Weight Loss Program.
Orthodontics.


Thank God I like soggy Fruity Pebbles.

posted at 9:43 AM

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

 
Holy Moly!

I never thought this day would come. If I'm a good girl, I'll get my braces off in a week. If I'm not-so-good at following the doctor's orders, then two weeks. Either way, this ROCKS! Two or three months early!

So, if I were the gambling type, I'd be betting on the two weeks. I never do what doctors say to do. They're not the boss of me. And that's just not the type of thing I wager money on. Now betting on which car will leave a restaurant parking lot first, THAT's a sensible bet. ;)

There are other glorious things that happened today, but I've got no time to type them. Busy day! Have a good one, kids!

posted at 12:05 PM

Monday, February 09, 2004

 
Lauri's Words of Wisdom
...to kickstart your day and put a smile on your face. Free of charge!

Sometimes, you just have to accept the fact that some people are idiots.
If you have high expectations of other people, you'll spend most of your day in a disappointed state of mind.

posted at 11:04 AM

Sunday, February 08, 2004

 
Can you think of anything better in this world than Sting and Dave Matthews performing on one stage together, to pay tribute to the Beatles? I can’t. The performance is over, and my cheeks still hurt from smiling ear to ear, every muscle in my body is still tense and flexed. Sometimes, when I’m excited, I forget to breathe. All I can say is that it was a religious experience.

Many of you have tried to convince me that I need to invest in a new TV…now I agree. I wanted them to be life-sized, standing in my living room with me. At least some decent audio would have been nice. This TV sucks.

So I had a pretty good weekend. Pretty relaxing. I did some cooking, some cleaning, some meditating, some reading, some listening, some sleeping. I’m enjoying some Me Time this evening.

I’m hoping for a good week this week. It can’t be any worse than last week. I hope everyone else has a good week, too.


posted at 9:39 PM

Thursday, February 05, 2004

 
Take this job and shove it.
I ain't workin' here no more.

posted at 12:37 PM

Tuesday, February 03, 2004

 
Baby take off your cool
I want to see you
I want to see you


posted at 5:03 PM

Sunday, February 01, 2004

 
Recharged.

My plan for rejuvenating myself this weekend worked. I took the day off on Friday and started the two-hour drive to my hometown to meet up with my mom and sister before heading out on another two-hour drive to my aunt’s house. My aunt lives in the same town where I went to college, and I haven’t been back there in five years. (A side note, I did drive around town for a bit on Saturday and noticed that the town has changed quite a bit, however, I also realized that so much of my college experience remains a haze, a really fuzzy memory. I wonder why… Well, I guess when you've got your head in the books for four years straight, it's bound to happen.)

Anyway. My aunt’s home is a great place to run away to when you need some rejuvenation. She lives out in the country, in a new house that she and her husband built on some great land, removed from the rest of the world. When I say “she and her husband built” it, I mean that. They’re do-it-yourself types. The eggs in their fridge used to come from the hens outside, although this trip, I didn’t see any chickens or anything, so they might have given that one up. Although there were some goats. Pregnant goats. I digress.

Regardless of the fact that there are still two teenaged boys in the house, and the occasional running around of little grandchildren, it’s still a very relaxing, serene atmosphere. My aunt reminds me so much of my grandmother (her mother), and seeing she and my mom together for an extended amount of time…well, together, they are my Ganga. I think that’s why I loved the weekend so much. It was a weekend of female bonding that can only take place between women who are bound by blood. We cooked, we talked, we sat in silence. But the best part…

We knitted.

You heard me, kids. I knitted. I made three scarves this weekend. (I’m still not clear on whether I was knitting or crocheting, I don’t think it matters.) If there was ever any doubt in your minds that I’m not an 80 year-old woman trapped in this twenty-something’s body, put your doubts aside. It’s confirmed. I have crossed the line. And I loved it. I’m not sure if it was the atmosphere – the fireplace, the woods, the good food, the wine…I’m not sure if I’ll continue this little hobby now that I’m back in my urban apartment, but I’ve got all the tools and know-how to pick it back up if anyone gets cold up in here.

It’s very rewarding…making something with your own two hands. I really love that. I don’t get this same feeling of reward when I cook or when I write. I don’t know. Can’t explain it.

I knit, therefore I am.

(Don’t worry, I’m not making pot holders or those neat little lady things that sit atop your spare toilet paper rolls… just scarves. Some damned nice scarves.)

I hope everyone else had a nice weekend.


posted at 7:10 PM