Would you THUNDER AND LIGHTNING already and have your big old rainstorm so that the barometric pressure that is pushing my head down, causing all the little spinal connections in my neck to collapse and crunch into each other, crunch crunch crunch, would RELEASE before I’m compressed into pygmyhood!? *grumble* I like the cool breeze, though, keep that coming. Cracking Me Up: Sitonthat Placeforbutt
There are some things I’m really good at and some things I’m just so-so at, and some things I totally suck at. They even out, and that’s how it should be. It’s funny, though, when I think about it, how people in my life who know I’m good at one particular thing, have no idea about the other things at which I excel. And they may know, or suspect, some of the things I am not so good at, but it’s pretty rare, because I am nothing if not good at winging it. I wonder how much of our lives...
Two of the most nerve-wracking things in the world are finding a new dentist and trying a new hairdresser. When I find one I like, whether for the top of my head or the inside of it, I tend to stick with them through hell and high water. In Chicago, when I lived 1 block from the lake and had essentially given my car away to a friend because I never drove it, and it was too much bother in the city, I had to borrow it back from her at regular intervals to go to my dentist (1 hour...
I’m tired so often, especially in the spring and summer. It’s not just work. It’s not just the full calendar. In fact, I think I’ve figured out what the problem is…this is a typical weeknight and each one of these things wakes me up a little bit more. 2:00 a.m. Anders finally comes to bed 3:30 a.m. Karin comes shuffling in, curls up on the floor/bench/end of the bed 4:00 a.m. Sun brightens up, birds start their early morning calisthenics 5:15 a.m. Have to pee 6:00 a.m. Anders’ alarm goes off 6:45 a.m. MY alarm goes off but I haven’t...
The sky is blue with voluminous, roly-poly clouds meandering slowly by. Dandelions stretch up, reaching for their big sister’s comfort, their wide, bright eyes glowing. The air is warming, though still cool with a slight breeze. Spirea is flinging out its arms garlanded with white lace. The starry leaves of lupines gather on the plushy hillsides. A chestnut horse with black withers frolics around a pasture, trying to entice an older mare to play. He’s kicking up his heels, wheeling back and forth, but she’s having none of him. All of the neighbors are out in their yards, mowing, sowing,...
Now I remember why I don’t like memes so much…I get no comments. Or maybe it’s because it was a Friday evening and the rest of the world was out doing something fun or cozy or exciting. I thought for sure someone would comment on my dictator of a small country line. 😛 My Friday night, you ask? I was editing photos. It’s tough having such a rock-n-roll lifestyle. I’m actually nearing the end of my year-long procrastination on updating our family website. I had a stated goal of March, but that blew past like a lion. Anyway, all the...
I used to be all about the being busy. I thrived on it, it was a buzz; oil in my motor. Then, just to carry a motor metaphor to an utterly complete crashing halt since what I know about motors would fitbetweenthesewords, I ran the engine on no gas and parts started smoking. Friction! Gears grinding to a halt, crunch, squeak, squeeeeeeeeeeal. But my job keeps me buzzing, so I’m having to learn how to slow down around and outside of it. Even when I don’t have any scheduled plans, however, like today, it still seems to be my modus...
Today was a half day of work, but I ended up staying until 2 because I was trying to get as much done as possible due to having tomorrow OFF. woot! Sleeping in, here I come! Anders took Friday off, but I have so much to do still (with no end in sight 🙂 that I didn’t feel it was an option. Tomorrow is “Christ Flew Up to Heaven Day” as literally translated from the Swedish Kristihimmelfärdsdagen.* One of the reasons that I sometimes think about dropping out of choir, aside from the fact that it’s a weekly-plus commitment is...
I was supposed to have no plans tonight but… I thought I’d update my journal header and that led to… my playing around with the new layout a nice person gave me ages ago and that meant… hours of doodling and tweaking code on LJ which has left me with… not much left of the evening and a half-assed finished journal layout. Happy Birthday Wishes to albatrossity!
Things I Dropped Yesterday: a jar of caviar on the tile floor (no breakage!) a kohlrabi 1/2 of a glass bathroom cabinet door (MAJOR breakage) the ball…for not calling a visiting acquaintance from the States the day before she left to go home a huge pile of Christmas cards and paperclips my daughter (after the bath)…okay, I admit it—I pushed her, but only because she SPIT AT ME. Everyone writes better than I do. This is not a plea for affirmation, it’s an observation. There are so many people out there that write better than I do. I’m awed and...