Today may be my 365th day of being 29-years-old. However, tomorrow will be the first anniversary of my 29th birthday.
For some reason I'm having problems with turning 30. Maybe it's Bebe, or maybe it's the fact that I'm done early with the yearbook this years so I have time to think about it, but turning 30 is killing me this year.
So, I'm staying 29 for another year. And, probably the year after that...and, the year after that...
Showing posts with label Meanderings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Meanderings. Show all posts
Monday, June 14, 2010
Friday, April 02, 2010
No, I'm Not Ready to Talk About It
My inability to post lately has been little cause of concern, I'm sure. However, I still feel the need to fill a void once in awhile, so this post will be vague at best, yet allow me to voice myself without blowing up.
First, but foremost, Blogger and the issue with the enter button is ticking me off. Even though you hit enter the blinking light sits where you last typed. This always confuses me and I end up hitting enter about 10 times before I realize it.
Second, my husband bought me a new laptop. I'm going to cry as soon as it gets here, because I've had my "Gordy" since 2003--since I started this blog and made many, many friends. I can't imagine not starting up Gordy and writing stories or notes to friends.
Third, I'm not mad at my husband. I don't do change well.
Fourth, I'm probably seeming a little "mad" lately. Well, that's probably true. I have a medical condition, but I'm still not ready to discuss it. In fact, only my husband and a few teachers at school know about it. My parents don't even know, yet. Why? Well, I'm not ready to discuss it, and they had to be told so we could make schedule changes as needed. That's the only problem with teaching college courses--you have to have projects, etc., set in stone ahead of time, so if you're going to be absent for a small period of time you have to make sure students will still receive college credit. And, my Dad is having surgery on the 14th for a double hernia--so I figured there's no need to burden my parents with my condition. However, I might be able to tell you more after April 12th.
Fifth, I think there is thiswoman girl that is trying to compete against me and everything I do. It pisses me off. That's why my Twitter has been so funky lately. I, unfortunately, can't unfriend her from Facebook, but I REALLY want to do so. (If I unfriend her it will cause MAJOR drama for my husband. See--I still love him even though he's making me change laptops.)
Sixth, I teach highschool and see more drama from this one "girl" than what's in the entire high school. I'm not kidding.
Seventh, I like the number 7. I consider it one of my lucky numbers, so I'll stop here. In the next two days I need to make the following: cheesecake, bunny buns, Easter crosses and peanut butter eggs. I had better hop to it!
First, but foremost, Blogger and the issue with the enter button is ticking me off. Even though you hit enter the blinking light sits where you last typed. This always confuses me and I end up hitting enter about 10 times before I realize it.
Second, my husband bought me a new laptop. I'm going to cry as soon as it gets here, because I've had my "Gordy" since 2003--since I started this blog and made many, many friends. I can't imagine not starting up Gordy and writing stories or notes to friends.
Third, I'm not mad at my husband. I don't do change well.
Fourth, I'm probably seeming a little "mad" lately. Well, that's probably true. I have a medical condition, but I'm still not ready to discuss it. In fact, only my husband and a few teachers at school know about it. My parents don't even know, yet. Why? Well, I'm not ready to discuss it, and they had to be told so we could make schedule changes as needed. That's the only problem with teaching college courses--you have to have projects, etc., set in stone ahead of time, so if you're going to be absent for a small period of time you have to make sure students will still receive college credit. And, my Dad is having surgery on the 14th for a double hernia--so I figured there's no need to burden my parents with my condition. However, I might be able to tell you more after April 12th.
Fifth, I think there is this
Sixth, I teach highschool and see more drama from this one "girl" than what's in the entire high school. I'm not kidding.
Seventh, I like the number 7. I consider it one of my lucky numbers, so I'll stop here. In the next two days I need to make the following: cheesecake, bunny buns, Easter crosses and peanut butter eggs. I had better hop to it!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
A Long Ramble of Bitchiness
(I'm so mad that I haven't edited this yet--there are grammatical errors, I'm sure.)
I have never quite understood people who think that the citizens of the United States aren't helping the less fortunate in our own country. Lately on Facebook there has been a lot of chatter going around that people are mad about the telethon for donations to the earthquake victim in Haiti. Those same people think that money should be going to people in the United State, who are mentally ill, poor, or otherwise unfortunate.
I hate those people who question the kindness of Americans to give their OWN money to Haiti.
Why? Well, it's simple: even the poorest-of-poor American has a better quality of life than most average Joe's in other countries. As a super-power the United States has a responsibility to help those nations, even though many of those nations CAN NOT reciprocate when we have a disaster. Nor--by-and-by--would we ask them to reciprocate, because WE have the means to help ourselves. Note: The telethon did not raise money for the United States to give away, it raised money for the people of Haiti from UNITED STATES CITIZENS.
Someone on FB brought up that there are children going hungry in the United States. You're right, there are. And, I'll be the first to admit that the recession and unemployment rates have sucked up a lot of America's reserves of money and resources. But, here's the thing: there are still avenues out there from which those children could get food. Schools give out free meals for lunch for families that qualify (and if they don't qualify--most schools WILL FIND A WAY to have the child fed). In addition, food banks have started to give out food at some schools--or at least identify families that need help--so no child goes to bed without food in their stomachs.
You're probably wondering how I know this, right? Well, even though I work for a private, Catholic high school, my school has a lot of at-risk students who we admit at reduced-rate tuition (which is why I get paid peanuts compared to other high schools I could be teaching at), and we help identify those families, and get food to them. In addition, we have a pubic elementary and middle school right across the road that we work with; so, yes, I know many of the ropes.
More importantly, those food banks heavily rely on donations from everyday citizens to keep running. And, I know from our twice-yearly can drives (and clothing drives) at school that there are a lot of people willing to help the less fortunate--and they do! Our last can drive had over 2,300 food donations in the morning--not counting what came in later during the day. There was a huge turkey drive as well--but I don't recall those numbers. Yet, this is just one way that the government does not help.
As for the mentally ill, I understand that it seems a lot of people don't get help. However, you can't help someone who doesn't want it. In my experience, I couldn't receive help for my PTSD or depression--which I still struggle with every day--until I wanted it. And, I was not turned away when I needed help. Even if I hadn't been a student on campus when I needed help, I could have gone to counseling for a much reduced cost. I can't remember if they had free options or not, but I know each session would have cost less than a movie each week.
And, to counteract anyone who claims that the recession has really cut into their budget and the above isn't possible, I know your pain.
A few years ago I went without health insurance for over a year. I tried to keep myself healthy, but lo-and-behold I ended up with and abscess on my tooth. I think I said FUCK about 20,000 times, for the following reasons: 1.) root canals are expensive 2.) I was at a new dentist (the one I go to now) because I was far from home. I had no idea what to expect at this new dentist, but I got up all of the nerve I could muster and told them about my situation. And, a compromise was planned. They would do the root canal, but would NOT put a crown on my tooth until I had insurance (about a year later) unless another emergency arose. Moreover, they offered a a 30-day, 60-day and 90-day payment option, or I could apply for even more. I was able to pay within the 30-days, but the offer was nice.
However, none of it would have been possible if I hadn't asked for options. And, because I'm like family at my dentist office now, I hear A LOT. They were telling me one day that they had an elderly gentleman who needed new dentures, and they were going to take a hit on his case because they knew he needed them. THEY WERE GIVING UP THEIR OWN MONEY.
And, don't forget about family services, welfare, food stamps and other government resources that are available to American families at government rates.
In addition, in every big city I've lived in or next to, there's some type of homeless shelter that opens its doors to everyone seeking help. However, a person must SEEK help to get help.
Thus, I wonder how many Americans ask about options before bitching that America does nothing for her own people who are suffering.
The people of Haiti are so devastated that they have no one to ask for help in their own country. There are no resources, there are no outlets.
So, to those Facebookers who think Americans are spending money the wrong way, I say: Sit on your privileged finger and spin.
I have never quite understood people who think that the citizens of the United States aren't helping the less fortunate in our own country. Lately on Facebook there has been a lot of chatter going around that people are mad about the telethon for donations to the earthquake victim in Haiti. Those same people think that money should be going to people in the United State, who are mentally ill, poor, or otherwise unfortunate.
I hate those people who question the kindness of Americans to give their OWN money to Haiti.
Why? Well, it's simple: even the poorest-of-poor American has a better quality of life than most average Joe's in other countries. As a super-power the United States has a responsibility to help those nations, even though many of those nations CAN NOT reciprocate when we have a disaster. Nor--by-and-by--would we ask them to reciprocate, because WE have the means to help ourselves. Note: The telethon did not raise money for the United States to give away, it raised money for the people of Haiti from UNITED STATES CITIZENS.
Someone on FB brought up that there are children going hungry in the United States. You're right, there are. And, I'll be the first to admit that the recession and unemployment rates have sucked up a lot of America's reserves of money and resources. But, here's the thing: there are still avenues out there from which those children could get food. Schools give out free meals for lunch for families that qualify (and if they don't qualify--most schools WILL FIND A WAY to have the child fed). In addition, food banks have started to give out food at some schools--or at least identify families that need help--so no child goes to bed without food in their stomachs.
You're probably wondering how I know this, right? Well, even though I work for a private, Catholic high school, my school has a lot of at-risk students who we admit at reduced-rate tuition (which is why I get paid peanuts compared to other high schools I could be teaching at), and we help identify those families, and get food to them. In addition, we have a pubic elementary and middle school right across the road that we work with; so, yes, I know many of the ropes.
More importantly, those food banks heavily rely on donations from everyday citizens to keep running. And, I know from our twice-yearly can drives (and clothing drives) at school that there are a lot of people willing to help the less fortunate--and they do! Our last can drive had over 2,300 food donations in the morning--not counting what came in later during the day. There was a huge turkey drive as well--but I don't recall those numbers. Yet, this is just one way that the government does not help.
As for the mentally ill, I understand that it seems a lot of people don't get help. However, you can't help someone who doesn't want it. In my experience, I couldn't receive help for my PTSD or depression--which I still struggle with every day--until I wanted it. And, I was not turned away when I needed help. Even if I hadn't been a student on campus when I needed help, I could have gone to counseling for a much reduced cost. I can't remember if they had free options or not, but I know each session would have cost less than a movie each week.
And, to counteract anyone who claims that the recession has really cut into their budget and the above isn't possible, I know your pain.
A few years ago I went without health insurance for over a year. I tried to keep myself healthy, but lo-and-behold I ended up with and abscess on my tooth. I think I said FUCK about 20,000 times, for the following reasons: 1.) root canals are expensive 2.) I was at a new dentist (the one I go to now) because I was far from home. I had no idea what to expect at this new dentist, but I got up all of the nerve I could muster and told them about my situation. And, a compromise was planned. They would do the root canal, but would NOT put a crown on my tooth until I had insurance (about a year later) unless another emergency arose. Moreover, they offered a a 30-day, 60-day and 90-day payment option, or I could apply for even more. I was able to pay within the 30-days, but the offer was nice.
However, none of it would have been possible if I hadn't asked for options. And, because I'm like family at my dentist office now, I hear A LOT. They were telling me one day that they had an elderly gentleman who needed new dentures, and they were going to take a hit on his case because they knew he needed them. THEY WERE GIVING UP THEIR OWN MONEY.
And, don't forget about family services, welfare, food stamps and other government resources that are available to American families at government rates.
In addition, in every big city I've lived in or next to, there's some type of homeless shelter that opens its doors to everyone seeking help. However, a person must SEEK help to get help.
Thus, I wonder how many Americans ask about options before bitching that America does nothing for her own people who are suffering.
The people of Haiti are so devastated that they have no one to ask for help in their own country. There are no resources, there are no outlets.
So, to those Facebookers who think Americans are spending money the wrong way, I say: Sit on your privileged finger and spin.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Blizzard--December 2009
This is what 10-11 inches of snow, high winds, cold temperatures and no school for 2-- soon to be 3-- days does to a person. It makes them take pictures of the snow. The picture to the right is out of our back door. The snow is about 5-6 inches high on our door, and there's a 3-4 foot snow bank on our deck. I don't think the storm would have been so bad had it not been for the strong winds.
Jeff is shoveling out the end of our driveway and into the street here. As of today at 6:38 p.m., we have not had anyone plow the street. Stupid Omaha.
We only shoveled half of our driveway-- we are SO sore. There were 2-3 foot drifts on it, and the sidewalks. Since I hurt my back a couple weeks ago, my chiropractor asked me to not over exert myself. I did anyway, because I felt bad for Jeff doing a lot of the snow removal!
Another picture of the bottom of our driveway and the street. That's a lot of freaking snow!
This is looking from the east side of the sidewalk up towards our house. We have a 5-6 foot snow bank from removing snow from only half of the driveway. UGH. I have no idea where we're going to put the rest of the snow!!
The part I'm the most upset about is that I'm missing 3 days with my students at the end of the semester. My freshmen won't be able to watch Romeo and Juliet (yes, the Leo one!!), and my honors classes won't be able to fully discuss the id/ego/super-ego about Pip in section 1 of Great Expectations. My journalism courses should be ok...we have video shot for broadcast and I made sure all of the yearbook deadlines were in before I left Monday--it's only the cover and end sheets at this point.
Let's hope there's school on Friday!! There's only 3 school days until finals next week! AAAAAAHHHH!
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Christmas Shopping, AKA The Bane of My Christmas Season
This commences post number: 666. I kid you not. :)
I have TWO people that I can't find anything for...and it's bugging the crap out of me. I've gone through etsy.com about 100 times...I've looked online...I've sought out spirits--okay maybe that last one was a lie...maybe--and I'm still stuck.
What do you get for the people who have everything and are perfectly content?
Also--the #2 button on my laptop broke, so every time I need to use @ or 2, I have to hit it about 10 times and hope it works and doesn't pop off all the way again. We tried fixing it and it doesn't want to be fixed.
And, here's to my new cut and color!!
I have TWO people that I can't find anything for...and it's bugging the crap out of me. I've gone through etsy.com about 100 times...I've looked online...I've sought out spirits--okay maybe that last one was a lie...maybe--and I'm still stuck.
What do you get for the people who have everything and are perfectly content?
Also--the #2 button on my laptop broke, so every time I need to use @ or 2, I have to hit it about 10 times and hope it works and doesn't pop off all the way again. We tried fixing it and it doesn't want to be fixed.
And, here's to my new cut and color!!
Saturday, October 17, 2009
How I'm Spending Saturday
With 4 classes this year, I'm a little worn for the wear. Today, I'm going to finish up some short story projects (LONG PROJECT--WHAT WAS I THINKING?!) and the rest of the conclusions.
Tomorrow will be lesson plans and finishing the conclusions.
Plus, tomorrow I have a glass fusing class. My co-worker asked if I would go, and I agreed before thinking about my workload this weekend.
I'm hoping to make some apple crisp or apple pan dowdy tomorrow, and if I do, I'll put that recipe online.
Happy Grading!
Tomorrow will be lesson plans and finishing the conclusions.
Plus, tomorrow I have a glass fusing class. My co-worker asked if I would go, and I agreed before thinking about my workload this weekend.
I'm hoping to make some apple crisp or apple pan dowdy tomorrow, and if I do, I'll put that recipe online.
Happy Grading!
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Just in Case You Were Wondering
This is what we woke up to this morning. The cats were fighting last night and we were tired, so we were in bed by 9:30 (I think we're getting old...lol) and didn't hear the forecast.
The last forecast I heard was a 6 p.m. and they said a little DUSTING of snow.
The cats woke us up at 5:30 a.m. and we came out to check on the snow, because it looked orange outside. EVERYTHING WAS WHITE!! Needless to say, we didn't go back to bed. I watched a couple episodes of Tom and Jerry and Angel before making breakfast (baked French toast--and I didn't get a picture).
6 inches of snow later I'm hoping this isn't an indication of the rest of fall and winter.
Especially since I need to have another root canal on the 23rd of October.
The last forecast I heard was a 6 p.m. and they said a little DUSTING of snow.
The cats woke us up at 5:30 a.m. and we came out to check on the snow, because it looked orange outside. EVERYTHING WAS WHITE!! Needless to say, we didn't go back to bed. I watched a couple episodes of Tom and Jerry and Angel before making breakfast (baked French toast--and I didn't get a picture).
6 inches of snow later I'm hoping this isn't an indication of the rest of fall and winter.
Especially since I need to have another root canal on the 23rd of October.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
Worried?!
Should I be worried that I just got a message from Blogger saying that my email address is linked to this account?!
Hmm...
Hmm...
Monday, June 08, 2009
Cats and Bones
Recently I was channel surfing after watching Gilmore Girls (on rerun) and found a great show: Bones. I fell in love with the show almost immediately. Of course, it didn't hurt that David Boreanaz (a.k.a. Angel to the Scooby nerds) is one of the leads. However, I love the way the cast is foiled against each other, and the writing is witty. Needless to say, I've found a new addiction while I make supper.
Not much else going on...just working on the yearbook. However, while working on the yearbook last night Sasha was right behind me, sitting in the patio door window. The next thing I hear is a LOUD meow/hiss/roar and the blinds on the patio door went WOOSH. Now, my cats talk. A LOT. However, they do not LOUDLY meow/hiss/roar without a good reason.
The reason? Another stray cat was at our door. The second one in a week.
What makes this different, though, is that this stray cat opened our screen door and was beating on the glass where Sasha was. Sash fought back for a little but, but then just left. But, not before giving me and Morgan a near heart attack! Even Jeff heard her all the way downstairs! YIKES!!
I fed both Morgan and Sasha their favorite wet catfood, to calm their nerves. The only caveat to this experience is that Sasha is sticking to my side wherever I am, and is reluctant to go next to the window by herself. The good thing? She will stick up for herself!!
Not much else going on...just working on the yearbook. However, while working on the yearbook last night Sasha was right behind me, sitting in the patio door window. The next thing I hear is a LOUD meow/hiss/roar and the blinds on the patio door went WOOSH. Now, my cats talk. A LOT. However, they do not LOUDLY meow/hiss/roar without a good reason.
The reason? Another stray cat was at our door. The second one in a week.
What makes this different, though, is that this stray cat opened our screen door and was beating on the glass where Sasha was. Sash fought back for a little but, but then just left. But, not before giving me and Morgan a near heart attack! Even Jeff heard her all the way downstairs! YIKES!!
I fed both Morgan and Sasha their favorite wet catfood, to calm their nerves. The only caveat to this experience is that Sasha is sticking to my side wherever I am, and is reluctant to go next to the window by herself. The good thing? She will stick up for herself!!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
1 Year and Losing Teeth
So, today is our 1 year wedding anniversary. It feels weird to say that out loud. Not the one year part, but the wedding anniversary part. Wedding. I never thought I'd see the day.
Yesterday we spent hanging out together and then went to eat Chinese food, because that's what we ate the night we got engaged. I had my usual sweet and sour chicken and Jeff had that awful thing known as seafood: garlic shrimp. (Note: I hate seafood and it hates me...it's one of my food intolerances.) Anyway, we came home and watched the game and watched movies until around 2-2:30 a.m. While getting ready for bed I flossed, like usual...except that a large chunk of filling (and probably part of a tooth) popped out of my mouth.
Yippee! I blame this one on my dentist, because she jinxed me last week when she said that my summer was going to be free from dental problems. Although, I think she was overjoyed to learn I am going to do the Invisalign treatment, because that could help me floss better between some of the crowded areas in my mouth. This time however, flossing turned dangerous. I wonder if I can somehow counter this saying I shouldn't be flossing everynight?
Well, off to brush my teeth for the umpteenth time today so I don't promote tooth decay in my now unfilled tooth.
Yesterday we spent hanging out together and then went to eat Chinese food, because that's what we ate the night we got engaged. I had my usual sweet and sour chicken and Jeff had that awful thing known as seafood: garlic shrimp. (Note: I hate seafood and it hates me...it's one of my food intolerances.) Anyway, we came home and watched the game and watched movies until around 2-2:30 a.m. While getting ready for bed I flossed, like usual...except that a large chunk of filling (and probably part of a tooth) popped out of my mouth.
Yippee! I blame this one on my dentist, because she jinxed me last week when she said that my summer was going to be free from dental problems. Although, I think she was overjoyed to learn I am going to do the Invisalign treatment, because that could help me floss better between some of the crowded areas in my mouth. This time however, flossing turned dangerous. I wonder if I can somehow counter this saying I shouldn't be flossing everynight?
Well, off to brush my teeth for the umpteenth time today so I don't promote tooth decay in my now unfilled tooth.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Google Reader
I have become obsessed with Google Reader recently. Any food blog, or for that matter any blog I like to read, I will place in the reader. This makes my life easier, because I can access my favorite sites from anywhere and don't have to visit each one daily to check for updates. Additionally, I can read it at school if I want a certain recipe. Thus, I finally added the RSS access on my sites as well.
Today is Memorial Day, and I hope each one of you takes time to remember the good times with the ones we have lost. And, please salute the soldiers and sailors who have helped keep our country safe.
Today is Memorial Day, and I hope each one of you takes time to remember the good times with the ones we have lost. And, please salute the soldiers and sailors who have helped keep our country safe.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Goodbye 2008?? Hello 2009??
I really don't understand why people celebrate to excess on New Years Eve. I mean, really...we're just celebrating a year of getting older, a year of fucking up, and a year of managing to stay ahead of the game. Hey, I'm a girl that's all for having another reason to drink A LOT of beer, but even I have my limits of celebration.
Does changing the year actually change anything? There are still starving children in Africa, the polar ice caps are melting at alarming rates and people are losing their jobs left and right. Oh, and the animals! Don't even get me started on the poor stray animals I've been seeing...Jeff says I can't save them all. I wish I could. Same for all of the sad kids I see everyday.
As I sit and watch the television, the interviewers keep on saying that 2009 will be a year of hope. Really? A year ago at this time were they not saying that 2008 would be a prosperous new year?
Will our government ever change? Can we actually begin to help people who are impoverished, ill or hopeless? May we all be treated equally regardless of physical and mental conditions? (Sorry, ever since battling PTSD and depression a couple years ago I still get fucking pissed when I hear about people being labeled.)
God, I fucking hope we will change. But, alas, we're human and not perfect.
And, because imperfections are a part of life, here are my resolutions for a better new year:
1.) Lose weight. I managed to lose 5 last year...even considering all of the antibiotics I was on. GO ME.
2.) Take the GRE in both the general and subjet test so I can someday get into a PhD program.
3.) Publish at least one piece of writing.
4.) Do at least 1 thing per month outside of my comfort zone.
5.) Spend less friviously so I may help out more people who need the money more than I do.
Does changing the year actually change anything? There are still starving children in Africa, the polar ice caps are melting at alarming rates and people are losing their jobs left and right. Oh, and the animals! Don't even get me started on the poor stray animals I've been seeing...Jeff says I can't save them all. I wish I could. Same for all of the sad kids I see everyday.
As I sit and watch the television, the interviewers keep on saying that 2009 will be a year of hope. Really? A year ago at this time were they not saying that 2008 would be a prosperous new year?
Will our government ever change? Can we actually begin to help people who are impoverished, ill or hopeless? May we all be treated equally regardless of physical and mental conditions? (Sorry, ever since battling PTSD and depression a couple years ago I still get fucking pissed when I hear about people being labeled.)
God, I fucking hope we will change. But, alas, we're human and not perfect.
And, because imperfections are a part of life, here are my resolutions for a better new year:
1.) Lose weight. I managed to lose 5 last year...even considering all of the antibiotics I was on. GO ME.
2.) Take the GRE in both the general and subjet test so I can someday get into a PhD program.
3.) Publish at least one piece of writing.
4.) Do at least 1 thing per month outside of my comfort zone.
5.) Spend less friviously so I may help out more people who need the money more than I do.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
A New Addiction
I could go on and on about how my teeth suck and I've been going to the dentist for 5 weeks now, but I wont. I could also complain about the fact that I'm trying not to move, and that I need to make an appointment for the doctor tomorrow afternoon before I go to the dentist, because I'm pretty damn sure I have a UTI, but alas that's already TMI.
Hence, since I've been trying not to move for the past 36 hours, I've found a new addiction: etsy.com. Etsy is a website where you can buy and sell homemade items fairly cheap. I have been buying up a storm! So far I've bought one Christmas present so I can't say it on here, but let's just say it's awesome; a pair of Glowworm earrings; 4 pair of PacMan ghost studs; a white and pink cat-ear knit hat; a pink circular knit scarf; green glass bulb earrings; two pair of rose dangle earrings; red dangle glass earrings; silver rose dangle with a red bulb earrings; and a good luck, horseshoe necklace; all for under $50!
I have to force myself to get off of that site, because it is so addictive. I absolutely love, love, love all of the unique items on there. My favorite thing is to go to the geekery section and browse through all of the items.
I love craft work, I really do. But, I suck at it. I can make Santa Claus heads (ahem, that's also going to be Christmas gifts--I think), and I can make fleece blankets. But, I've been trying to teach myself to knit...and that's not going so well.
I may just stick to cooking and baking and leave all of the crafts up to my new addiction.
Hence, since I've been trying not to move for the past 36 hours, I've found a new addiction: etsy.com. Etsy is a website where you can buy and sell homemade items fairly cheap. I have been buying up a storm! So far I've bought one Christmas present so I can't say it on here, but let's just say it's awesome; a pair of Glowworm earrings; 4 pair of PacMan ghost studs; a white and pink cat-ear knit hat; a pink circular knit scarf; green glass bulb earrings; two pair of rose dangle earrings; red dangle glass earrings; silver rose dangle with a red bulb earrings; and a good luck, horseshoe necklace; all for under $50!
I have to force myself to get off of that site, because it is so addictive. I absolutely love, love, love all of the unique items on there. My favorite thing is to go to the geekery section and browse through all of the items.
I love craft work, I really do. But, I suck at it. I can make Santa Claus heads (ahem, that's also going to be Christmas gifts--I think), and I can make fleece blankets. But, I've been trying to teach myself to knit...and that's not going so well.
I may just stick to cooking and baking and leave all of the crafts up to my new addiction.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Cleaning House
So, I was just cleaning up some old links on my favorites pages and look at what I came across...
http://p4.forumforfree.com/joeymillerfans.html
http://www.forumforfree.com/forums/index.php?mforum=emersondrive&act=idx
God, I miss those days...
http://p4.forumforfree.com/joeymillerfans.html
http://www.forumforfree.com/forums/index.php?mforum=emersondrive&act=idx
God, I miss those days...
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
I Don't Have to be Me Till Monday
Wahoo! I have five whole days off from school! Yeehaw! I don't know who was more excited, us teachers, or the kids. The teachers haven't had a day off since Labor Day, so it's been a long haul.
I’m up so early because that little bitch, Aron, called and woke me up to tell me it was snowing at Mom and Dad's.
It's snowing.
I kid you not. It is snowing. It didn't snow until December 31, last year. So, I think Mother Nature is making up for her lateness last year...you know, kind of like menstruation likes to fuck you over at the worst possible time.
Well, I need to go download a couple tunes from iTunes and get back to packing. I need tape before I pack, but I'm waiting for a package and I'm waiting for it to stop snowing before I go to the store. I may just wait until Friday.
I’m up so early because that little bitch, Aron, called and woke me up to tell me it was snowing at Mom and Dad's.
It's snowing.
I kid you not. It is snowing. It didn't snow until December 31, last year. So, I think Mother Nature is making up for her lateness last year...you know, kind of like menstruation likes to fuck you over at the worst possible time.
Well, I need to go download a couple tunes from iTunes and get back to packing. I need tape before I pack, but I'm waiting for a package and I'm waiting for it to stop snowing before I go to the store. I may just wait until Friday.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Coffee Time, Coffee Time, We All Enjoy Coffee Time!
With the changing of the seasons, I have switched from soda to coffee! Yay! I still take my first cup of coffee with one small ice cube, then just refill to the temperature I want.
But, what you don't know is...
I am soooooooo in love with vanilla coffee right now. I come home from work and brew a pot of coffee and drink it all afternoon.
I cannot WAIT for this moment. As soon as I get in the door I change clothes and make coffee. Screw eating food. It's all about the coffee.
My only concern is that I'm going to get bored with vanilla coffee. Does anyone know of any great flavors?
But, what you don't know is...
I am soooooooo in love with vanilla coffee right now. I come home from work and brew a pot of coffee and drink it all afternoon.
I cannot WAIT for this moment. As soon as I get in the door I change clothes and make coffee. Screw eating food. It's all about the coffee.
My only concern is that I'm going to get bored with vanilla coffee. Does anyone know of any great flavors?
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
The Cheese Ball Up My Nose
The way I understand it, there are 6 sides to every story.
The way you see it, the way you want to see it and the way you think others see it.
Thus, between a writer and her reader, there's a lot of friggin' people. The reason I say this is because I've been toying with the idea to send in a story of mine to be published.
However, everyone always says there are only 2 sides to a story. But, there's not. I can't get over that fact. What I write can be miscontrued for any number of reasons. So, I have to ask myself, am I ready for the criticism?
Being a student, I was used to it, but I never really looked at a paper when I got it back from a professor. In fact, one of my professors held me back after class one night to give me a "pep talk" regarding my work ethic. I had an A in the class...I kept the A in the class.
Did I listen to her? Nope. I kept on doing what I was doing.
I wonder if criticized for a creative story if I'll continue down the same path, or if I'll change the way I write?
Thus, I ponder.
The way you see it, the way you want to see it and the way you think others see it.
Thus, between a writer and her reader, there's a lot of friggin' people. The reason I say this is because I've been toying with the idea to send in a story of mine to be published.
However, everyone always says there are only 2 sides to a story. But, there's not. I can't get over that fact. What I write can be miscontrued for any number of reasons. So, I have to ask myself, am I ready for the criticism?
Being a student, I was used to it, but I never really looked at a paper when I got it back from a professor. In fact, one of my professors held me back after class one night to give me a "pep talk" regarding my work ethic. I had an A in the class...I kept the A in the class.
Did I listen to her? Nope. I kept on doing what I was doing.
I wonder if criticized for a creative story if I'll continue down the same path, or if I'll change the way I write?
Thus, I ponder.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
It's Who I Am
Sometimes life takes you by the throat and forces you into a sudden death match. The past few months have been spent doing things I really have not wanted to do, which includes the job I held for 10 months.
I am done with that, and on to greener pastures. The marks around my throat are gone, and I'm walking on my own again.
I haven't decided for sure if I will or will not revitalize this blog. However, this space does provide a lot of history for the past... um, 4, years. I will not delete it.
I do use MySpace, but have found that to be fairly hard to use.
Additionally, I have some great news:
I'M GETTING MARRIED!
Ok, so we've known each other for 7 years, but have been dating for 2 1/2.
The Cliffs Notes...
Went for our usual Friday night dinner, but we went our favorite Chinese place. I wasn't feeling well, but we went for a car ride down to the Old Market. It had been raining off and on, so I was a little pissed when he said he wanted to get out and walk around, because it was raining at that moment. We got out and he booked it for the carriage rides.
We took a carriage ride, but I wasn't that happy about it, as I was not feeling well (long story, but it was not from food). I'll admit I was pissy... Anyway, halfway through the carriage ride some tourists took our picture down by the water front, once again, I was pissy. I DON'T WANT STRANGERS TAKING MY PICTURE!!!
It gets better, I promise.
Jeff convinces the driver to let us walk by the waterfront... I was pissy because I was not feeling well (notice the trend). We got by the water and he was leaning over the edge, I was conniving to get back the carriage, because I didn't want the driver to have to wait for us too long. All of a sudden he launched into a cute little speech and then "popped" the question. However, as he "popped" the question, the ring fell out of the box and almost over the ledge...it was quite funny.
Of course, I was thrilled and said, YES!
That wasn't my only surprise, however, Jeff had a "theme" hotel room booked for the night. We stayed in a "jungle" room...with a jacuzzi. :)
I am done with that, and on to greener pastures. The marks around my throat are gone, and I'm walking on my own again.
I haven't decided for sure if I will or will not revitalize this blog. However, this space does provide a lot of history for the past... um, 4, years. I will not delete it.
I do use MySpace, but have found that to be fairly hard to use.
Additionally, I have some great news:
I'M GETTING MARRIED!
Ok, so we've known each other for 7 years, but have been dating for 2 1/2.
The Cliffs Notes...
Went for our usual Friday night dinner, but we went our favorite Chinese place. I wasn't feeling well, but we went for a car ride down to the Old Market. It had been raining off and on, so I was a little pissed when he said he wanted to get out and walk around, because it was raining at that moment. We got out and he booked it for the carriage rides.
We took a carriage ride, but I wasn't that happy about it, as I was not feeling well (long story, but it was not from food). I'll admit I was pissy... Anyway, halfway through the carriage ride some tourists took our picture down by the water front, once again, I was pissy. I DON'T WANT STRANGERS TAKING MY PICTURE!!!
It gets better, I promise.
Jeff convinces the driver to let us walk by the waterfront... I was pissy because I was not feeling well (notice the trend). We got by the water and he was leaning over the edge, I was conniving to get back the carriage, because I didn't want the driver to have to wait for us too long. All of a sudden he launched into a cute little speech and then "popped" the question. However, as he "popped" the question, the ring fell out of the box and almost over the ledge...it was quite funny.
Of course, I was thrilled and said, YES!
That wasn't my only surprise, however, Jeff had a "theme" hotel room booked for the night. We stayed in a "jungle" room...with a jacuzzi. :)
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Happy Hump Day?
It's ONLY Wednesday? ONLY?? GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH.
This is the week that won't stop...it's moving as slow as a molasses in January.
And, yet, all I have to look forward to this weekend is finishing the edits on my thesis.
This is the week that won't stop...it's moving as slow as a molasses in January.
And, yet, all I have to look forward to this weekend is finishing the edits on my thesis.
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