Monthly Archive: January 2007

31
Jan
2007

SKIMMING THE SURFACE

The wind has picked up again, it roars once in awhile like a dragon or a locomotive. Driving on the highway to town and back was an exercise in rebuff: the wind against me, shoving at the car; me against the wind, firmly flexing my fingers around the wheel and correcting my course after each punchy puff. The kids didn’t even notice, they were headbanging in the backseat to Computer Blue and Crocodile Rock and snapping their fingers to Supertramp’s Old Brown Shoes. Martin crooned “disssssssssco, dissssssssssco night” over the music when Games People Play came on…and we haven’t even...

29
Jan
2007

WHIRLWIND

No time to say hello, goodbye! GOOD LORD, I’m busy. I’ll pencil blogging in for Friday.

27
Jan
2007

I KNEW THAT I WOULD, NOW

Oh! I feel good (da nanananana!) I was gonna post yesterday but first I was at work (no posting allowed (ha! (I just typed aloud) by order of me) and then I was racing to the grocery store to buy ingredients for my super wonderful yummo dinner that I was hosting for my first friends and then I was cooking cooking COOKING like a madwoman, and then I was cleaning up the hot chicken bouillon broth water that I slopped all over the stovetop, the front of the oven and the kitchen floor when I suffered a lapse in judgement...

24
Jan
2007

AIN’T IT GREAT TO BE CRAZY

I’m getting up at that age (29, did I mention?) where I sometimes have trouble remembering things. Usually it’s a name, or a title or what film someone was in. I’m not as unbeatable at Trivial Pursuit as I used to be in the good old days when my brother made me answer 3 questions instead of 1 every time I landed on brown.* I have to struggle to dredge up facts and information from the crevasses of my brain which seem to be filling up with sand and Swedish and advertisement dimensions and deadlines. Most of the time I’ve...

23
Jan
2007

HEY LADY, YOUR GRUMPBUCKET IS FULL

You know, it would be a lot more fun having the week off from my family if I had the week off from work as well. Working 10-hour days all week wasn’t really what I had in mind. *sigh* State of the Lizardek Updates (for those who care): Returned test results confirm birch allergy. Hyper-chronic year-round allergic reactions possibly a result of similar substances found in certain foods. List of such foods included from doctor, none of which I eat. Work 10 hours yesterday in front of a computer with no problem. Come home and start to work on PC...

22
Jan
2007

A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS

Hey! I need some help from the intarwebs! I’m working on the beginning drafts of a web design project and would like some eyes other than my own…can you comment with some answers to the following questions? No blogs/journals, I’m looking more at professional/company/organization sites. If you have specific URLs, so much the better. ๐Ÿ™‚ !) What kind of websites do you think are most appealing visually? 2) What kind of websites do you think are easiest to navigate? Thanks!

22
Jan
2007

WINTER IS HERE!

When I woke up this morning there was a thin layer of puffy white sparkle dust on everything and it’s been SNOWING all morning…and it’s STICKING! Yay! FINALLY!!!

21
Jan
2007

DOWNTIME

I woke up in time, propelled by the urgency of my bladder and the heightened noise from the brightened living room; they were done with breakfast and ready to go. Pulled in for farewells, their heads are reaching to my breasts, just as they did years agoโ€”it’s the bodies which have elongated and stretched them up to these heights. “Goodbye,” I say, “have fun.” We kiss and they are gone, out to the still dark silence of pre-dawn. The car was loaded last night and I turn on the kitchen light again to wave from the window; otherwise they wouldn’t...

19
Jan
2007

RAISIN THE CURRANT STANDARD: A POST WITH A-PEEL

I’m really weird about fresh fruit. I love it, but it has to be perfect. It has to be just right. Take apples, for instance. I can’t eat most apples, they’re too gooshy and the peel comes away from the flesh and feels like a wet sticker, still with the adhesive on, that slightly mushy fruit meat. I only like Royal Gala apples: so crisp and clean and crunchy with a peel that seems like part of the fruit, like a coating of flavor instead of skin. I like d’Anjou pears, the ones that look terrible, bruised and swollen, that...