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*$&*#@()$! Frickin’ frackin’ LJ!! WHY CAN’T I POST?!
04
Jun
2007
Author: lizardek
30
May
2007
THIS POST BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE ENTIRE ALPHABET
A is for the ANTICIPATION of the next good book I will read, having just finished one that made me wish I could read twice as fast so I could read twice as much. B is for the cool BREEZE that flows like a balm into the bedroom when I go to bed and crack the window open. C is for the COLLEAGUES that appreciate the work I do. D is for the DAYLIGHT that is still increasing; light last night at 9:30 as I soared down the hill, with the sun behind the silver-rimmed puffclouds and all the windmills...
27
May
2007
THE YEAR’S AT THE SPRING
Last night after myskväll, Anders and I watched Grabben i Graven Bredvid*, a much hyped Swedish film that came out in 2002 and which we somehow missed seeing then, though it was very highly recommended by everyone we knew. It lived up to its reputation and we both really enjoyed it. I’ve seen the leading man in 3 movies now (Så Som i Himmelen and Vägen Ut) and listened to him lecture live onstage during an “Inspiration Day” I attended for work a couple of years ago, and have been increasingly impressed with his acting. Later, long after we had...
25
May
2007
GOOD NEWS!
Yay! I just talked to my sister and my mom, who is apparently the star patient of Port Huron hospital, is going home today, and best of all, they called the pathology lab to find out what the results of the biopsies were and it appears that she is cancer-free!! It was contained and hasn’t spread, from what they can tell. *BOUNCING OFF THE CEILING WITH JOY*
23
May
2007
IT’S NOT HOW MUCH YOU GIVE THAT MATTERS, IT’S HOW MUCH YOU KEEP FOR YOURSELF
Call me selfish, if you will; I freely admit to it. The thought of something happening to my mother makes my blood run cold. It makes me feel like I might faint. It makes my heart miss a beat and then begin again, tha-dump. If something happened to my mother, it would mean losing a huge part of myself. I can’t imagine not having my mom to call and talk to whenever I want to, whenever I NEED to. It’s not just my mother I would lose, you see. It’s my past. My childhood. The memory of my birth, the...
22
May
2007
SO FAR, SO GOOD
Sometimes you might think that you are alone in the world. Especially when things aren’t going your way. No one cares about your problems or your feelings. You didn’t get that job you interviewed for. You can’t find anyone to go to Weightwatchers with you. Your kids ditch walking with you to play with their friends. Nobody likes you, everybody hates you, might as well eat worms. Inside, not even deep down, but really right under the surface of your suddenly tingling skin, you know that this is not true. In fact, there are so many people who care about...
20
May
2007
I WANT MORE
This 4-day weekend did not leave me rested up and ready to go back to work. No, actually, while it left me fairly rested up, all it did was make me long for vacation. Long for long days of doing nothing much, of sitting on the porch in the sunshine, grumbling about the flies. Today was beautiful, 72 and sunny just like southern California. I went for a walk, my 3rd in 3 days by myself, because the kids are playing with friends from morning to night, zooming in to raid the cookie jar and eat homemade grape/apple popsicles and...
18
May
2007
WHAT TO DO WHEN THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO
Ever tried to see how many things you can do at once? If you’re one of my women readers, that is…we all know men can only handle one thing at a time. >:P I think most people can handle 2, maybe 3, things at once. You can cook dinner and keep an eye on the baby, perhaps. Or watch television and knit a scarf. You can certainly walk and talk simultaneously, I’m sure. Today I think I accidentally multi-tasked myself to a standstill. I had 8 projects in progress at once: weeding the front garden bed, cleaning the fish tank,...
16
May
2007
LIFE IN BALANCE
On the one hand: Leaving work early yesterday (because the network was down) and taking advantage of a sunny afternoon to go for a walk and leaving work early today (half day before a holiday) with my to-do list whacked nearly all the way down The wonderful breadth of a 4-day weekend stretching out before me, part of which has been kept unscheduled except for puttering about the house, furniture shopping and walks in the sunshine or rain, as the case may be, and part of which has been filled with things to look forward to including a childfree evening...
14
May
2007
I AM NOT WHINING, DAMMIT
When I was in college my roommates and I would not tolerate whining on each other’s parts. I had 3 roommates in the dormitory room we shared in Akers Hall: Paz and Jooje and LP the Great. When you live with a lot of women, in your room, and on your floor, there is invariably whining in the picture somewhere at any given time, but we would pounce upon any whining and kick it mercilessly with sarcasm until the offender gave it up. Finally, in self-defense someone came up with B.M.C. which was code for what they were doing INSTEAD...