It's a good time for a pick-me-up

And these things did the trick:
1. conversation with a wonderful friend
2. prayers of that friend, and another, both of whom love me
3. dinner and conversation with my dad and my youngest brother (on his first night back from the uk)
4. Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (stupid, silly, wonderful
cartoon -thanks to Hulu)
5. The Smurfs (classic) (thanks to Hulu, again)
6. Little Dorrit, BBC version (always the best)
7. finishing Blue Like Jazz (hoping to anyway)
8. all of this with windows open (day 2), no air on all day
(freshness, joy)
9. the idea of a donut breakfast in the morning...

Hopefully, it'll last me through... Friday, when I get to see yet another friend, whom I've not seen since May!

Headache? Yes.
Surviving? Because God is good.

PIck up the Phone

This is my new ringtone.
Recently (re)discovered Hoops & Yoyo.



*happy sigh*
AND, they have an app - not just for the ever-ahead-iPhone, but also for my Droid.

*happier sigh*
followed by
*huge grin*

Yes, this post is a shout out

to the fabulous Alicia.

I just can't help it.
this is the best, and i'm pretty sure our life's goal will now be to make her/my plan (see this post, and my comment to it) work out. and soon.

*sigh of contentment*


*eye-rolling of knowing-it'll-be-hard-to-make-happen (and doubt)*

The missing posts

Yes, they exist... but this isn't it.

I will post soon, giving details of events gone by, vacations taken, and general thoughts...beware...they could get long... (!)

This is just a (little) note to assure that I have not (as some might believe) gone missing, or anything of the sort to scare or alarm you.

Sit tight, we're in the (next) busy season (Reason #1, and thus partial reason for not posting much). Reason #2 is that my computer has decided it doesn't like to work. At least not long enough to make it worth trying. So, I'll be saving oodles of money to make it happen... sometime... Until then, I'll either fight it or write snipits during my "break" at work.

The promise to return has been given. Trust it. ;)

It's another "Crazy Day"...

Well, I couldn't get this to embed... so, click here.

90 degrees is far too hot, it causes stream of consciousness

i feel like it's been forever since i last wrote...

but it was less than a week ago.

seriously?
yes.


and, two of my last three posts were about the World Cup.
sorry about that. (but not really)
it's almost over, and then you won't hear about it so much anymore.
but no guarantees i'll quit writing about REAL football. ;)

it's been 90 degrees for the past, well, almost week. or at least it's been flirting with 90 that long. and it has gone over that mark more than twice. i hate it. really. i enjoy the sun, i enjoy warm weather, i like to go swimming, take walks, etc. But when it's 90, you can't do any of that. cuz afterward you feel gross, hot and sticky, even dizzy because you're dehydrated. yuck. my ideal would be 72-76. i think. although mid-60s is real nice too. and of course, snow.

i think i want a puppy. but i have no yard or time to train it. i think i want a kitten. but i have no time to train it, and no real space for it anyway. i would name my puppy... pookie. or lucy. or maybe dopey. cuz i like that dwarf. i would name my kitten mittens. or sunny. or something rat pack like sammy or dean.

and i've been reading this blog and it's so SO great, and it makes me smile EVERY time. everytime.

i'm going to see my dear friend TOMORROW. i can't wait. we're gonna see a movie. we're gonna do some shopping. the kind i like. i can't wait. I CAN'T WAIT.

time to get back to work.
i guess.

do you ever feel like...

wow. this post is completely empty. it has some interesting tags.
i see it was started on July 1... it is now July 7, not July 1.

i wonder why it never got written.

i wonder what it was supposed to be about.


edit (made 20 seconds after writing the above): i think it had to do with how different it would be to live in the 1800s or early 1900s in the USA without all the communication and such we have now. to be "stuck" in nature. either as a colonist, or something similar, or in a tribe. which is starting to make me think about living in remote parts of countries today that probably feel similar. hm...