I’m marveling at the ability of posters here to ALWAYS make me smile.
I’m looking forward to cooler nights so I can sleep with the windows open and that duvey thingey pulled up tight.
I wake up every morning and hear my little daughter cooing over the monitor and I lay in bed and laugh. As she smiles when I walk into her room I start laughing all over again.
My nextdoor neighbor repaid kindness with what belongs in a Depends undergarmet. The gutter above his Adirondack on the patio now hides a dead, smelly mouse I found. Well, well well, another reason to smile.
People’s values are being re-examined now and I don’t see as much road rage. Yippee.
The length of my hair and time between sexcounters is apparently (see 42 posts above) normal.
I made The Big Salad for dinner last night, and it was awesome.
As you may recall, Elaine from Seinfeld’s definition of The Big Salad was, “It’s like a regular salad, only bigger. With lots of stuff in it.”
Newman’s Original Olive Oil and Vinegar dressing. To die for.
I don’t normally laugh at bumper stickers, but for whatever reason, this one just struck me funny today, “Caution: Driver just doesn’t give a shit anymore.”
A small, local airport here, like many in other places, has a landing strip that is near a road. Little planes, like Cessnas, cross above a road before landing.
They now have yellow signs up on the road that feature an airplane and say, “Low-flying Aircraft.”
Umm … so what do you want the motorists to do? Flinch?
Milo, right south of LAX on a hill in El Segundo there is (was?) a sign on the slope that read “Please Fly Quietly”. As if you fly loud on purpose???
Probably like most of you, I’m slacking off at work while reading other froofy stuff. I like this thread in all its innocence.
I’m going to the Padres game tomorrow night. There will be fireworks afterwards, and I think my seats are in the cheap section where the few should be pretty good.
I’ve eaten healthy since Monday. I’m hoping I can keep it up into the weekend. I think I’m going to have a footlong Veggie Delite from Subway tonight for dinner.
I just sent out Rue’s white elephant package today.
Mmmm…Subway Veggies are yummy… I always have them put honey mustrad on it for the extra yumminess. Aw shoot, not I am all hungry and we have no food in the house.
My dog is really being cute. He is a scottie with these huge brown eyes that are so cute.
I have a French Test tonight, but it should be pretty easy since I am in a conversational French class and those are easy.
My hair is wet cause I just took a shower. I, however, do NOT need a hair cut. I like it just the lenght it is. It isn’t too long, and it isn’t too short. It’s just right
Mmmm…Subway Veggies are yummy… I always have them put honey mustard on it for the extra yumminess. Aw, shoot, now I am all hungry and we have no food in the house.
My dog is really being cute. He is a scottie with these huge brown eyes that are so cute.
I have a French Test tonight, but it should be pretty easy since I am in a conversational French class and those are easy.
My hair is wet cause I just took a shower. I, however, do NOT need a hair cut. I like it just the length it is. It isn’t too long, and it isn’t too short. It’s just right
I was walking down the street this morning and I saw a friend of mine. She mentioned that she was headed to her life drawing class and offered to use one of her pre-paid sessions on me. Although I’ve done visual art, I had never drawn a still life or the human form. I was very nervous.
It was the model’s last session, because she is going away to Europe for 8 months with her sweetie. She had dreadlocks and she was beautiful.
I spent most of the class drawing her hands and feet. I never realized how much I like feet.
I had to draw in wacky colours because all I had were sticks of conte in shades of red, orange, green, blue, yellow and purple.
Drawing is very Zen; you have to stay focused and completely in the moment. There is no rushing or leaping ahead and once something is on the paper, you can’t go back. It was a completely new experience for me. I found the intense focus calming.
The natural light and pleasant music in the studio made me feel blissful.
During the coffee break, the model came up and talked to me. She said that although she has been modelling for 10 years, she has never done any drawing. That struck me as being odd. If I was spending so much time naked and immobile in front of staring strangers, I’d want to experience the other side of the easel as well.
My little stepson is teething. When I sit him on my lap, I feel the occasional drip - drip - drip of his drool on my knees. This makes me jubilant. I love being a mommy!
I bought the new Francesca Lia Block book, Echo, and I’m enjoying it immensely. I hope it has a happy ending.
So I’m sitting here tonight on the computer, and I look at the cat and see that he’s chasing a GIANT COCKROACH around the house.
After leaping up so that I am now squatting on my chair instead of sitting on it, I begin to take a mild interest in watching Gryffin pretend he is the mighty hunter. (Hopefully he will get the cockroach before Mr. Del gets home, because that won’t be for a few hours, and my legs are starting to cramp up.)
Gryff herds the cockroach into the bathroom, and I can still see him stalk the roach around the various items on my bathroom floor. I don’t have a great view of the bathroom, so I lose sight of what exactly they are doing as the roach ventures further in. I can hear Gryffin knock over some stuff. I see him sitting his paw into a box, to drag it around, and I realize *the cockroach has crawled into my box of tampons! *
Gryff is just dying to get to his prey, so he sticks his head into the box. The cockroach scampers out … but the cat’s head is now stuck in the tampon box. (Tampax, 20 count size, for those of you keeping score at home.)
For the past ten minutes, I’ve been nearly falling off my chair (literally, I’m still squatting on it, because we lost track of the roach), as I’m laughing at the cat walking around the living room, bumping into things because there is a box of tampons firmly affixed to his head.
If I had to have a cockroach in my house, this is certainly the way to do it.
Today I released my documentation a couple of hours earlier than expected, so I celebrated by making reservations for our trip to the wine country in a couple of weeks. My sister is flying in from Florida (despite the mess, she’s cancelled 3 other trips already, but she still wants to come see me! )and we’re going to drive up the coast for a long weekend to celebrate my 30th birthday.
We will be staying for two nights in Occidental, a small town on the coast near Bodega Bay, north of San Francisco, and then going over to Calistoga in the Napa Valley to hang out in vineyards and soak in mud for a couple of days.
Froof Galore! Manicures! Pedicures! Massages! Mimosas! Mineral baths! A veritable plethora of Froof!
delphica - I can’t stop laughing! Thank you for that story. My cat has been evilly jumping on the table where she knows she’s not allowed simply because it will make me get up and pay attention to her…grrr…
I am flying to NY in one week to see Pix. I can’t wait, although I’m scared.
Completely rearrange my cube at work. I found out I will not relocating my cube but sharing it with a night shift person. Oh well, they better get used to pictures of Jeff Hardy, Rob Van Dam, Kurt Cobain and me and my no good friends, hehehehe.
Completely clear out my projects file at work while it was slow. Now I can read and email between calls without guilt.
Taught my friend how to french braid.
Have an hour long phone conversation with two separate Dopers (blur and Crunchy Frog) in which my beloved Cubs were mocked. Damn Yankees/Cardinals fans, I tell ya.
Woke up about an hour ago to my kitten licking my nose. Simce I’m off work today, I think I’ll go back to bed.
This is a different version of something I posted elsewhere.
My wife’s cousin works in my neighborhood, sister lives nearby and mother down the street. Cousin moved to a new place about 6 miles away. She commuted by bicycle several times with her dog, Fei Fei, sitting in the basket. Days after moving in, her dog ran away, didn’t have her collar on and got lost.
Between the new place and our neighborhood, live somewhere around a million people, has serious traffic and a big bridge.
Two weeks after running away, and just 2 days ago, China bambina got me up early and we were in making up formula in the kitchen. I heard a distant whinning and someone pushing on the front door. I went to the door and opened it to an estatic Fei Fei. Somehow, in the course of two weeks, she managed to find her way back to our neighborhood. Fei Fei was in good spirits, lost weight, was pretty smelly and the worst thing she had was a treatable skin rash.
Turned out Fei Fei had made the rounds of the neighborhood before climbing 5 floors to my apartment 'cause no one else was up yet. and I always thought these stories only happend in Hollywood…
[li] I’ve had this fugly cold sore for so long that I’m now considering adopting it. I could even give it a name and organize its christening. Suggestions will be gratefully accepted. SO thinks I’m a nut and is understandably amused by all this. I want to wear lipstick, damn it. Is that so wrong? ;)[/li]
[li] I leave for Europe in 11 days and I’m trying to be more enthusiastic about it. I suspect I’ll be more excited in due time, at least I hope so. This year I get to celebrate my birthday on a different continent. Woohoo! (Hmm, that sounded like enthusiasm to me).[/li]
[li] This morning I found out that Monty Python and the Holy Grail will be shown in Toronto!!! I hadn’t seen any mention of Canadian cities for its re-release so I am over the moon. The timing couldn’t be more perfect, as everybody could use a few laughs these days.[/li]
[li] I have the cutest niece in the history of mankind (ok, a slight exaggeration) but holy hell does she ever drool (not much of an exaggeration).[/li]
[li] [sub]Oh and I’m reading the Harry Potter books. So is my sister, so we compare notes. We also both want to see the movie.[/sub] :o[/li][/ul]
Ok, had ramen noodles and a diet coke for breakfast. Emptied the dishwasher, cleaned up the kitchen and filled the ice trays.
I’m giving myself a pedicure-Jane’s Hot Blooded nail polish.
Checked my webpage, see below and grumbled that a) more views and no one signed the damn guestbook, b) there are three of us working on the page and only two have us have written anything-granted Rob did set up the site, and c) it’s almost been two weeks since the last update. I did forward an update but aol ate it.
Sniff…I’m either oddly flattered or mildly insulted, I’m not sure which. Either way, it’s nice to be remembered.
As for me…well, remember about a year ago a lot of us on the boards were going to lose weight? I lost 27 pounds!
I’m still in love with my WBOCN and we’re thinking of moving to Chicago of all places.
I think mags should start an online journal like Ommies.
My cousin is pregnant and I’m jealous in that vague sort of way that one gets when one’s biological clock is going TICK TOCK TICK TOCK. So instead I’m babying the dog, which has Damhna all out of sorts and teasing me.
Speaking of, I’m madly in love with him (P. not the dog, I’m just sorta in love with Buddy). I know I already said that, but I’m just feeling super in love today, more so than usual.
There’s tons more, but I’m having a hard time with this crap_ass German keyboard. Bleh. Phooey.
Went and got my hair cut last night, like I promised. I LOVE IT! It used to be halfway down my back, but now it’s just above my shoulders. All I have to do is blow-dry it-the ends even flip out all by themselves now! I am living in a state of coiffure bliss!
oh oh oh oh You are staying in Occidental. You have got to have the Union Hotel Pizza. It is the best in the world. And while you are around there, you should come visit me at Armstrong Redwoods.
)and we’re going to drive up the coast for a long weekend to celebrate my 30th birthday.