Yearly Archive: 2006

09
Feb
2006

JUST WHAT I NEEDED

You really are the best innernets a girl could ever have. I have a few friends who are chronic cancellers and I have to admit, I’ve grown tired of pretending to be okay with it when it happens…AGAIN. And the thing is, I’m sometimes guilty of the very same thing, although not with these particular friends. I can think of at least 2 people (although I wouldn’t go so far as to call them FRIENDS. Not like you. YOU’RE friends. And you’re pretty, to boot. Did you lose weight?) who could probably pick the very same bone with me. It’s...

08
Feb
2006

STONED

Every time you take me for granted my heart hardens a little bit more. One day soon when you come calling I might be taken for granite instead.

07
Feb
2006

INTELLECTUAL DEFEAT

I’m a little grumpy tonight, because Anders left for Italy today and won’t be home until Friday, and considering that he was gone for 9 days just 3 days ago I think I’m entitled to a little grumpiness. *sigh* Things I Really, Really Need to Get Off My Butt and DO: Get Karin’s passports renewed; at least the Swedish one, and soon Learn the song I am supposed to be singing at my brother’s wedding in May. I suspect my non-motivation has to do with the fact that I don’t really like it that much, and that it’s not really...

06
Feb
2006

CLOSE AT HAND AND HOLDING ON

My hands are a lot more wrinkled now than they used to be. They’re starting to look like my mom’s hands, full of soft ridges and character. I keep my fingernails fairly short nowadays, after years of growing them long because I could. Small white crescents above a flattened jujubee of pale pink. I remember once realizing that I had vertical ridges in my fingernails, and being told that it was a lack of iron that caused it. That, along with chewing ice, were the outward signs of a deficiency I apparently solved or grew out of, since neither one...

05
Feb
2006

WHERE THE HEART IS

The only thing better than having an entire week to yourself with no husband and kids to look after is the moment when you hear the key in the door and know that they’ve come home.

04
Feb
2006

ALL HANDS ON DECK

Sometimes I feel like my life is like the water in the ocean. Waves lap at the shore and retreat with the tides, a palette of colors and motion that stays basically the same, unchanging from day to day. But once in a while a storm blows in, and suddenly the breakers are huge and scary and the dash of spray against the cliffs is drenching everything, and things break up and float away, and it’s hard to see where the lines in the sand once were, and if I’m not careful, the undertow will grab me and pull me...

04
Feb
2006

NOW I LAY MEME DOWN TO SLEEP

4 jobs I’ve had Bagel Deli Counter Queen; Summer Dormitory Cleaning Crew; Marketing Services Coordinator; MSU Laundry Slavey 4 movies I can watch over and over Anne of Green Gables; Ladyhawke; My Fair Lady; Toy Story 4 places I’ve lived Knob Noster, Missouri; Overpelt, Belgium; Great Falls, Montana; Chicago, Illinois 4 TV shows I love(d) Little House on the Prairie; Remington Steele; The Incredible Hulk; The West Wing 4 places I’ve vacationed Santorini, Greece; Istanbul, Turkey; Hot Springs, Arkansas; Legoland, Denmark 4 of my favorite dishes Cream of mushroom soup; Salmon with lemon pepper; Chicken pot pie; Frikadelles & pommes...

02
Feb
2006

FOR SOMEONE WITH NOTHING TO SAY I SURE TALK A LOT

I honestly feel I have nothing to say. Which is weird, because I just talked on the phone to a total stranger for nearly half an hour. And weird, because anyone who knows me would say that my not having anything to say is a thing of beauty and a joy forever unusual. *sings softly* Hey ho, anybody listening? Hey ho, anybody here? Hey ho, anybody listening? ……….Anybody caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare? Heh. That was the part of the refrain from a gospel song I sang in Messengers when I was 17. So, what the hell is the matter with me? General malaise...

01
Feb
2006

READY FOR REWINDING THIS DO-OVER DAY

When my children are bored, I put my hands on my hips with exasperation and say, “How can you possibly be bored? You have so many toys, so many books, so many friends, so many things you could be doing!” and then I start listing them one by one with my head cocked first to one side, then the other, until the kids run screaming in capitulation from the room to amuse themselves elsewhere. When my husband is bored, I kick him out of the house, which is really where he longs to be. He’s happiest doing something outside that...

31
Jan
2006

WHEN THE MOON IS IN THE STUPID HOUSE

You know, I like some of the ideas of astrology, and I think it’s fun to be a fire sign (rawr!) and it’s interesting and all, but the guest speaker who babbled on tonight at the meeting for over an HOUR really made the case AGAINST it despite his self-professed knowledge and experience in a lifelong career as an astrologer. The final straw for me, the one that tipped my eyeballs over and up into the back of my head, where they had been straining to go for what felt like an eternity, was his snippy response to one girl’s...