Author: lizardek

We used to do that with dandelions in full bloom. Hold them tight just under the blossom and sing: “Momma had a baby and her head popped off.” And then we’d flick our thumbnails upwards and sever the flower from the stem. Pretty gruesome, when you think about it. I wanted to flick my thumbnail up and pop off my own head this morning. Woke up with the Mother of all Migraines and couldn’t move for fear of my head doing a nosedive to the floor all by itself. I was in full sympathy with carrieb‘s desire to pop out...

First of all, I want to say thank you to everyone who commented on my earlier post today. It’s nice to know that people notice and care when something bad happens, even if it’s just shit at work making me crazy. Because I didn’t have time to post during the day and was uncomfortable writing about it while AT work, I’m a little behind on commenting on my friends’ entries, so: reebert, your new haircut is flattering and gorgeous! 🙂 jes6ica, isn’t proofreading fun? Chemical intelligence sounds like what most drunks have. jema, we’re reading Lovely Bones for book club...

WHY do I have to tear up or cry when I get REALLY mad?! I’m so pissed at work right now I could scream.

Nearly every morning when I drop Martin off at school, a crowd of little blonde girls comes running up to him. The other boys on the playground are playing 4-square or kicking a soccer ball around or wrestling and the girls pretty much totally ignore them. When the girls have birthday parties, Martin is the only boy they invite (besides their brothers). When HE has a birthday party, I have to remind him that at least a couple of boys need to make the invitation list. Last week when Eva was bringing her two boys to choir and told them...

Despite my promise to myself to take it easy and not do too much today, I still managed to clean up the majority of the pigsty we call home, do three loads of laundry, go grocery shopping and finish the 2004 calendars for the AWC website, plus ordered 2 Xmas presents online, so I’m feeling pretty damned accomplished. Hadn’t noticed this, but Mom warned me that Putnam is in the middle of some huge scandal involving trading violations. 🙁 All my pension money from working 10 years in the U.S. is in Putnam mutual/IRA funds. Of course I haven’t been...

Several of my online friends are getting started on their Great American Novel thanks to National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo as it’s affectionately if unpronounceably called. The peculiar thing is that in reading about all their preparations and such, I’ve had absolutely NO desire to join in this phenomenon myself. The reason I find this peculiar is because I started this online journal with the intent of kick-starting my own writing again. However, since I work best on short pieces and poetry, I guess it’s not all that strange. Plus, the idea of adding another commitment to my already...

Came home yesterday from work to find our pumpkin sitting in the window wearing a veil of grey and white fuzzy mold while one side of his face was sunken in like he’d had a mild stroke. sigh. We still have one in the garage, but here’s betting it’s rotten too. Pumpkins make the loudest thump when you drop them into the garbage container. Halloween, however, was the biggest success and so much fun, thanks to the capability of my friend Debbie to transform things for everyone around her. She literally turned a neighborhood in Ljunghusen, Sweden into a suburb...

I’ve been added to someone’s blogroll! How cool is that? I know carrieb gets this all the time, and is probably thinking, whoop-te-doo, but it’s my first time and I’m feeling very groovy at the moment. I might have to lean back and smoke a cigarette against the pillows. Go read the She-Dork!

Why am I still up, again? Oh, yes, because I do this TO MYSELF! However, I’m officially, if temporarily, de-poodled, so I’m feeling pretty good. Had a BA* at work today and it was showing, but guess what, I don’t care! *sings I don’t care I don’t care I don’t care!* I vegged at the beauty salon and read most of Girl in Hyacinth Blue by Susan Vreeland, which is excellent. Got home at 6:30, ate dinner, talked to my brother and then my husband on the phone (plane delayed, argh), popped the kids in the bath and then into...

Nothing much happens in Sweden. Which I’m grateful for today when reading what’s going on in California. The wildfires have destroyed an area the size of Chicago, one paper said. Chicago!? The mind boggles. Things to be grateful we don’t have here: earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, wildfires that eat entire states, gigantic mudslides, drought, famine, military juntas, Richard Simmons. I had a 2-minute intense mindcramp this morning when I was thisclose to staying in bed and blowing off EVERYTHING for the next few days. I’m pretty close to crashing and burning and am having to run a little refrain in the...