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WEIRD AND WONDERFUL

You know, my life is weird. It may not be much of a life, but damn, it’s interesting. I’m not exactly sure if it is my life. per se, or if it’s my perspective. Maybe it’s just that I’m so easily amused and entertained. Either way, prepare yourself for a weird mix of topics today.

I’ll start off with the small stuff and work my way up to the biggie.

I don’t know if you noticed that I put a Flickr badge down there. I say a Flicker badge, not my Flickr badge cuz it sure in the hell isn’t mine. Just now I’m looking at it and there is a picture of a naked pregnant lady sprawled on a bed.

So I go back to work today after having been gone for ten days and my buddy Mo’ strolls up to me and says “Hey!” and tells me how great the movie was that I lent him. He didn’t realize I’d been off. WTF. He’s now on my list. Yeah, it was only actually only 3 working days that he didn’t see me, (due to a four-day week and a holiday in there) but sheesh.

I couldn’t get my iPod to turn off today. It did, though. Finally.

PD and I have been struggling with several manners in which to keep a few tons of gravel in the driveway and out of the front yard. Something more substantial than the walk lights that are there now, spaced about 3 feet apart. They are obviously not doing the job. His original idea was laying down ugly old treated landscape timbers. I threw a rare fit in a large home improvement mecca (ok, Lowe’s) insisting that the beautiful ornate fencing I’d spied would add to the aesthetic appeal of the front yard. Yesterday we tried both. The timbers were yucky and the fence was too flimsy (M+, I hear you laughing) to hold the gravel in. So I pull in after work today and find that PD has spent the greater part of the day building a stone wall about 8 inches high that looks awesome. He’s not happy with it, it may stay or it may go. Maybe that doesn’t sound expecially weird, but for PD it is.

If you know me at all, there’s no argument how weird this one is… I was working on a post last night which contained 5 or 6 photos. (That’s not even the weird part!) All was going well until I went in to put captions under the pics. OMG. I wish you could see what I did to my poor blog. Anyway, I clicked on the HTML feature and started looking around- after I got my eyes uncrossed- and it started making sense to me! I fixed 3 of the really big boo-boos and almost had it ready to post when I looked at the clock and it was a half hour past my bedtime so I saved it and will work on it later. But I went to sleep feeling, well, triumphant. But I felt triumphant for about an hour which is not a good chunk of time to spend awake before the alarm goes off at 4:15 am on a Monday, for crying out loud. Getting out of bed this morning, I wasn’t feeling triumphant anymore.

This is where the weird stops and the wonderful kicks in. I have had some prayers answered today in a rilly, rilly big way. Someone very close to me whom I love immeasurably had a very large per cent chance of having a very serious illness. I have not talked about this before and ain’t gonna now, either, except to say that, despite daunting odds, this person beat those odds and I’m tremendously relieved and thanking God. Over and over.

And Don, if you’re reading, thanks for the note and the prayers. You don’t even know what an awesome friend you are.

Update to WEIRDThis morning at 4:56 am, the mileage on my Toyota read 45,678.

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NUTTIN’ IN PARTICULAR

I just sat down here because I’m waiting for a phone call and don’t want to start anything and then have to quit when the phone rings.

I have not one thing in my head to write about. I’m going to wing it and see what comes to me.

*looking around the room, hoping something inspires me…*

I have too many books. I’ve read some of them and they must have some meaning for me or else I would get rid of them or pass them on. Some I haven’t read, but intend to one day. There are way too many, I will never get them all read. I have a definite problem in that I can’t not buy an interesting-looking book when I see one.

*Phone call* Excuse me, uno momento, por favor.

PD is watching National Treasures II-The Book of Secrets. I tried to watch the first one and the acting was so bad I couldn’t get very far. By the sound of it, I made a good choice to pass on this one too.

I have an antique sewing machine that needs a new belt. It’s an Italian-made model of excellent quality. I forget the name of it. I could care less if I ever use it again. That’s why I’ve not gotten it repaired. You can have it if you want it. ( I just remembered, it’s a Necchi, I think is how it’s spelled…)

I still have “the bar” set up from Christmas. By “set up” I mean that there are about 10 bottles of assorted liquor on the buffet. I dust them off from time to time. It’s not like I even have a drink very often. The reason the bottles are still there is that I can’t remember where I kept them before.

I’m having one now. (a drink, that is) Did I mention that I’ve had a very stressful day? Not exactly what I had in mind for my vacation. But that’s life. If it sounds like I have kinda of an “F*** it” attitude, well… I do. It’s what happens when too many things are wrong but there’s nothing you can do about any of them.

Gonna go drink that drink now. Mmmm… Amaretto over crushed ice, my favorite.

Nighty night 🙂

ALWAYS BE AWARE

When I first met PD, he was way into martial arts, self-defense and all that.  He always stressed to me how important it is to be aware of your surroundings at all times.  To make mental notes of exit doors, dark areas where bad people could be lurking, alternate “escape” routes, things like that.  He presented me with a pocket-sized cannister of pepper spray which I carried on my key chain at all times.  He also taught (and drilled) me on a custom-made-for-me plan which utilized my strengths, limited as they are, me being a skinny woman and all.  But I learned some nifty moves that could possibly save my life, or at least gain me some valuable time if I were to ever be attacked in a dark parking lot, for instance.  I also surprised him with my skill shooting at (and hitting) targets with a 9mm Taurus. (In a controlled, safe environment, of course.)  But he always stressed to me to be aware of everything going on around me at all times.  With PD, it is more like a sixth sense, ever-present and making him ever-vigilant.

Well, I found out today that I may need a refresher course.  None of this came in handy at all in the video store when I said to PD with all the enthusiasm (and just a little sarcasm) I could muster, “Let’s rent Extreme Uncensored Chickfights?!”

All the training of my past kicked in AFTER I saw the gentleman standing on the other side of PD.

On the way to the check-out, I got the nerve to look over at PD and there he was with that look on his face that I’m oh-so-familiar with.  The one that says “Look at you now!”

I’ll let you know how The Savages is (are?) after I watch it…

SLACKER WEEKEND

I’m trying to take it kind of easy this weekend, dreading gearing up for working 4 ten-hour days this week. You might not see that as a major feat yourself, but for moi, getting up at 4:30 in the morning is something akin to having major dental work or trying to get a trial subscription canceled with a music site that starts with an e (which I’ve neglected to post about due to the overwhelming anxiety of the whole situation which is really too time-consuming to post about but which has FINALLY been resolved, thank gawd, courtesy of a dude named Miles to whom I am presently considering proposing marriage…)

So I didn’t do any yard work this weekend, didn’t dust and vacuum, barely did laundry. Instead I blogged and watched movies. It’s called “Being Kind to Me.” Today I am going dress-shawpin’ for something to wear to a wedding next weekend because I’m fat now and can’t fit into anything nice that I own. I’m not happy about the prospect for two reasons: 1) I’m cheap and don’t get off on blowing money on something that I will rarely wear and 2) It doesn’t fit into my plan for “Being Kind to Me”as it involves actually leaving the sanctuary of my home and facing the public. Oh yeah, and it’s chilly and gloomy out there.

The movies I watched were 27 Dresses and In The Name of the King. The first was cute but mildly disappointing. It had it’s moments. The best part was getting to look at James Marsden‘s ugly mug. 😉 The second was great. If you like violence and magic. There was good drama, some great sword wielding and some humor. The acting was acceptable. PD watched it no less than 5 times. Guess he’s having a “Be Kind to Me” weekend, too. He claims that if you like LOTR, you will like this. I would recommend it. Kevlar will say it’s crap. ;-P

If you happen to  notice that there overabundance of text under my Recent Comments… That’s SUPPOSED to be my last.fm widget which promises to play some great tunes for you, my beloved reader.  Anyone who can tell me where I f***ed up how to make that work, I’d be eternally grateful…

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Update: Lawgirl ~aka CrazyChick~ has “come out” to me, confessing that she’s reading my blog From The Beginning (hence my new nickname for her) She brought to my attention this post from a couple of years ago which I read and thought was entertaining and well- written (ha) and decided to share it with you once more. Thanks, CC.

MY TODAY

You probably aren’t going to feel very social today, dear Pisces. In fact, you’re likely to want to work on projects and tasks alone if you can. This actually might be good for you, as you probably need to concentrate on crossing certain things off your list without being distracted. Still, you should get out among others at some point during the day. You might want to be alone, but you’ll still need to feel that you belong. ≈

This was my dead-on horoscope for today and I only just now read it. But that’s usually how I read them; after the fact. That way, I know my actions on any given day aren’t influenced by a thought planted in my head and plus I get the added kick of seeing that mostly they’re pretty accurate. For me anyway.

So, as reported up there, I was wantin’ to be left alone today. Didn’t happen, which made that yearning all the more keen. I had two projects to accomplish at work today. Put the ear buds in and went at it. On breaks I went outside and soaked up as much sun as possible. Spent time thinking of what I needed to accomplish at home this evening and made a mental list. When I got home I dug in and took care of 8 or 10 of those. I did take time to sit on the porch for a little while, where I made a couple of phone calls I’d been putting off. PD got dinner and we sat down to watch Bridge to Terabithia, or the second half of it, since we watched the first half yesterday. I’d intended to watch it last week with Julian and never got to it.

While we dined and watched, a pretty substantial rain shower was going on outside. One single thunderclap and it was over. We finished the movie and dinner. I blew my nose and cleared my head from the profuse weeping (Thanks, Walt Disney) and went back to the porch and was astounded by how the rain transformed our backyard into a beautiful green paradise. The buds on the trees opened in less than two hours time! There must have been magic in that rain!

Either that or Terabithia did a number on my (already child-like) imagination. A kid’s movie for sure, but I came away feeling a surge of hope and creativity and a sense of wonder. I know this sounds hokey, but I ain’t lyin’ to ya. I can’t explain how beautiful the yard looks right now. The sunlight is shining through the rain-soaked leaves, the tulips and daffodils seem brighter and everything is green and shiny. It all has a kind of glow. It even smells wonderful and fresh. The birds must have noticed it too, they’re singing like crazy.

Ok, so my horoscope is a little off… I don’t need to get out among people to feel like I belong. Standing on my porch just then, taking in all the beauty in my own little corner of the world is the most belonging feeling I’ve felt in quite some time.

Going back there now… Wish you could join me : )

INTERESTING…

INTERESTING…

Looky what I found…
Russell Crowe singing One Good Year at the 2006 CMAA Awards. I’d heard he could sing and had a band (The Ordinary Fear of God.) I was pleasantly surprised. It’s from the movie One Good Year, which I have not seen.

Incidentally, You Tube loves me again.  This import took less than 5 minutes.

NOT FUNNY, WALT

Since I am not privileged enough to run with the Big Dogs over at the Peevery, I’m going to post my own miniature version of a Peeve here.

It has come to my attention that Disney has a new cartoon called The Replacements.  If you know me well, you know that my very favorite band is The Replacements (no connection WHATSOEVER) and I’m irritated, to say the least.  Now when I try to google something about my band, I not only have to muddle through and past things like that movie, now there is cartoon crap clogging up my list of sites to click on.

Now I realize that the (band) Replacements are hardly a household name.  And that is only because such a large percentage of the population has never been exposed to their music.  Otherwise, they would be way more famouser and no one would ever think to steal their name for a lame cartoon.  Who would name a cartoon The Beatles, or The Cure or Death Cab for Cutie unless the cartoon was actually about the Beatles, the Cure or Deathcab?

I actually watched about 5 minutes of this cartoon out of curiosity.   Wow.  Yuck.  Disney has lowered it’s standards by a few gazillion points, I think.  The characters seem to be a huge, bloated Elvis-wanna-be, an overly-made up blonde with a broom something up her butt and a couple of obnoxious kids with red hair and hyperactivity issues.  The animation is sub-standard and the cartoon has that loud/ugly quality that so many of them do these days.  Not that I’m a good one to ask, but I do have grandkids.

The least they (Disney) could have done is not name the cartoon after my heroes or maybe make it a watchable cartoon.

Now that I think of it though, a cartoon about the band might have been pretty damn cool.  I’m not going to describe how I would imagine it though, because it would be lost on anyone who isn’t a fan.

K.  I’m done whining.  Er, I mean peeving. There are way bigger issues in this world to be addressed.  But I chose a cartoon.

QUICK TUESDAY

Hi kids.

Not a lot of time to write but that works out because I don’t really have much to say. What a coincidence!

I just took PD to the video store and while he was getting movies I watched a video that I kinda liked. The band was Luna Halo and the song was Untouchable. I liked it enough to come home and look them up on You Tube. I watched (I think it was called) Kings & Queens. Didn’t like it as much as the first one but am wondering if this is a band I should check out. You guys know my taste pretty much, what do you think? I hate to waste time checking out music unless it turns out to be something I really like. Who has time for that? Luna Halo kinda reminds me of Interpol, a band that I do love. And the lead singer has cool eyes, kind of like the guy from Blue October that I’ve been listening to and really, really liking. (Thanks, Sammy.) Why am I all of a sudden getting into guys wearing eye make-up. Been there, done that. Years ago…

This week I’m listening to:

  • Satellite by Guster
  • Into the Ocean (recorded and live, accoustic) by Blue October
  • Congratulations by Blue October
  • A Million Middle Fingers by Matt Pond PA
  • Athabasca by Matt Pond PA
  • Locate the Pieces by Matt Pond PA
  • 16 Days by Whiskeytown
  • Wordless Chorus by My Morning Jacket
  • To The East by Electrelane
  • When You Were Young by the Killers
  • Stay Forever by Ween
  • Ocean Man by Ween
  • Born Too Late by Steve Forbert
  • Fake Empire by the National
  • The Day We Never Met by the Crash Test Dummies
  • Melt Your Heart by ? Jenny Lewis
  • 86’d by Subcircus
  • Assorted Kaspar

Good Movies:

  • The Brave One
  • The Martian Child

I’m Reading (again):

  • The Alchemist by Paul Coelho

K.  Sorry, didn’t allow myself time to include links.  No need for us both to be lazy today 😉

SICK OF SICK

The most constructive thing I did today was roam around my house wiping telephones, doorknobs, light switches and faucets with Clorox wipes.

Around 4pm, PD said to me, “Oh, by the way, Happy Valentine’s Day!” I instantly choked up. Add to the already runny nose and watery eyes.

I also watched Gus Van Sant’s Last Days. OMG what a total waste of electricity.

I tried to sleep but the freakin’ phone wouldn’t stop ringing.

I’m going to work tomorrow no matter how lousy I feel.

Oh yeah, and I went outside for like 5 minutes for some fresh air and set off my car alarm. Don’t ask…

Now I’m going to go shower off some of this extremely appealing (cough) sweat.

Bleah, again.

Then I shall retire and say some prayers for all those worse off. This is the end of my pity party, folks.

SUNDAY WRAP

I woke up in the middle of last night with a full-blown touch body-slam of the flu. All this time I’ve been trying to gain weight? Ha ha. Gone. That’s all I have to say about that.

I laid around all day with my new best friend, the down comforter. We bonded. Tea and toast and omg why is it that when you can’t have real food, your mind and body become obsessed with food? When I can eat regular again, I’m going to gorge myself.

I have a huge backlog of movies that I’ve bought because I couldn’t pass up a good sale and brought home and put on the shelf. Just as I do in most areas of my life (bad habit?) I save the best ones for last. It’s kind of hard to do with movies you haven’t seen, but I picked Friends With Money to watch today. Frances McDormand is one of my favorite actresses so I’ve been collecting everything she’s done that I can get my hands on. Anyway, the movie was interesting, up until the freakin’ stupid ending. But I did completely fall in love with the song at the end, Rickie Lee Jones’ Circle in the Sand. So it wasn’t a total waste, I promptly went to iTunes and downloaded it.

So I’m sitting here and PD has The Game on. There is a commercial break. I look over and there is this huge, red-neck dude with battery cables attached to his nipples, dancing to something in front of his monster truck complete with speakers all over the place. WTF. Before that was a Victoria’s Secret commercial that was moderately dumb, but the girl was gorgeous. After the red-neck dude, I found out in a big way that Ben Roethlisberger (or whatever his name is) can not sing. So if anyone asks me what I thought of The Game, this is what they get. I still cannot accept what advertisers pay to get air time on there…