I just saw Sara Bareilles on The View. I think this is my new favorite song, so I'm sharing.
Disgruntled
So I don't know if I'm going to keep this blog anymore. I feel like there are too many restrictions on what I can say here. Even when I say something that I think is completely innocuous, somebody always takes it out of context, and feelings get hurt or people get mad, and then I get mad and it's just a whole big deal.I'm very upset about this, because I love my blog, and I love feeling like I'm connected in some small way to other people. I love the comments, I love looking at my site-meter and seeing that people are reading my blog, I like seeing the crazy things that people search for in order to find me. I think that without posting here, I'll feel a little lonely (if that makes any sense), but I hate having to edit my posts dozens of times to make sure that nothing I say can be misinterpreted, and I haven't decided yet whether the happiness I get here is worth the trouble that it sometimes causes.
And yeah, I know that if I just wanted to write, I could do it in a journal, or keep a blog that's author-only (which I also have), but what I enjoy about this blog is the feedback, and the semi-social aspect of it. So, for now, I don't know, but I wanted to post about it, and see if anyone has any thoughts, or solutions for me on this. See, feedback.
Bored.
I am so bored.
I've finished the book I was reading, and the new one hasn't arrived from Amazon yet. I've lost interest in TV, the puppy and Justin are both sleeping. The house is clean, and I've done the grocery shopping. I've Googled everyone I've ever known, and now I'm posting here for lack of anything better to do. Because I've got to work tonight, I should probably be sleeping, but I stupidly slept late this morning, so I'm not tired at all.
The wind is blowing super hard, and it's filled with dirt. Going outside is not an option. While I was at the grocery store, I saw a run-away cart caught by the wind crash into a woman and actually knock her down. She wasn't a little old lady or anything either, so it was scary to see her run over like that. (Ok, maybe it would have been scarier if she was a little old lady...probably an ambulance involved if that was the case.)
Alright. I'm completely out of things to say. Later.
I've finished the book I was reading, and the new one hasn't arrived from Amazon yet. I've lost interest in TV, the puppy and Justin are both sleeping. The house is clean, and I've done the grocery shopping. I've Googled everyone I've ever known, and now I'm posting here for lack of anything better to do. Because I've got to work tonight, I should probably be sleeping, but I stupidly slept late this morning, so I'm not tired at all.
The wind is blowing super hard, and it's filled with dirt. Going outside is not an option. While I was at the grocery store, I saw a run-away cart caught by the wind crash into a woman and actually knock her down. She wasn't a little old lady or anything either, so it was scary to see her run over like that. (Ok, maybe it would have been scarier if she was a little old lady...probably an ambulance involved if that was the case.)
Alright. I'm completely out of things to say. Later.
Into the Woods and Other Stuff
I've been singing this for two days...
I wish
More than anything
More than jewels
I wish
More than life
More than anything
More than the moon...
Later...
Careful the wish you make
Wishes come true,
Not free.
Gotta love Sondheim.Wishes come true,
Not free.
Yesterday was Justin's birthday. I got him a book and a cake and we went to dinner at this great little Chinese restaurant with a friend. (Hi Brooks!) Overall it was a pretty fun day, and his parents even remembered to call (which doesn't always happen). We are the same age for the next 3 months. When I was a little girl, I was always really excited when my cousin Jenny and I got to be the same age for a few weeks, but I don't really know why that was important to me. Unfortunately, that feeling seems to have carried over into my adult life, and it makes me feel silly.
Marlowe is fantastic, just the cutest thing ever, and he is almost fully housebroken now. I think he might also have learned the word "no," and that's always a bonus. I feel super lucky that we got a fast learner. Next week, puppy shots!
Who Needs Kids?
We have a new puppy. His name is Marlowe and Justin brought him home yesterday. It was the happiest day of Maybe's life so far. We think he's a beagle mix, like Maybe, and we've had some luck with that, which is why we were willing to take this little one in...well...there's also the fact that he has the saddest little William H. Macy face you've ever seen. Adorable. Here are some pics:
Passionate Lovers
Reading on the sofa yesterday, with the TV on for background noise, I looked up to see Bindi Irwin doing an interview with Rachael Ray. This kid is fantastic, she seems really well adjusted and so completely full of life that it's astounding. Every few minutes she would say "I'm just the luckiest kid in the world," and it was obvious that, in spite of bad stuff that's gone down recently in her short little life, she really believes that. So, I made a note to be a little more like Bindi, and a little less like Britney Spears and went back to my book.Two minutes later I hear her little nine year old voice say "Crocodiles are really lovely animals, they have very soft feet, they're passionate lovers, good mothers and are just really lovely animals."
Wait. What?? Rewind.
Crocodiles are passionate lovers. Who knew? And besides that, where exactly does a 9 year old learn this phrase, and how is it that she doesn't even pause a moment before or after saying it?? I'm pretty sure I couldn't ever describe something/one as a "passionate lover" without giggling, and I certainly couldn't do it on the Rachael Ray show. In front of my mom.
New note to self: If I have kids, they are totally going to school in Australia.
Good Neighbor
Today is the 40th anniversary of the first Mr.Rogers Neighborhood episode. I don't really want to post anything directly related to my life right now, so in his honor, the lyrics to his theme song:It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood
A beautiful day for a neighbor
Would you be mine
Could you be mine
It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood
A neighborly day for a beauty
Would you be mine
Could you be mine
I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you
I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you
So, let's make the most of this beautiful day
Since we're together we might as well say
Would you be mine, could you be mine
Won't you be my neighbor
Won't you please, won't you please
Please won't you be my neighbor
Spoken: Hi television neighbor, I'm glad we're together again....
Happy Valentine's Day
Hope you've got someone to kiss...or at least to drink with. *wink*
In the mood for a little V-day sing along? Click the pic.
Cozy
For Valentine's Day, (yes I know it's early) Justin got me a pregnancy pillow. Don't go spreading rumors that I'm pregnant, or that Justin's a bad gift giver, because neither of those things is true. I have wanted one of these things forever (fine, about 5 years) because I sleep on my side, with a pillow under my head, one clutched against my belly and another one between my knees. I spend a whole lot of every night trying to corral the pillows and then, almost always, as soon as I get situated, I'm filled with a burning desire to roll over, and it starts again. With this, which I totally think should be named the greatest invention of all time, there is considerably less thrashing, and I managed to sleep for a full 8 hours without waking up, even once, to go to the bathroom, look out the window or wander the house to make sure the doors are locked. Fantastic!! Best. Gift. Ever.
Stolen from Terroni
Where is your cell phone? In my pocket...Wishful thinking, no one ever calls.
Vehicle? Dirty. Driveway.
Hair? Needs a trim.
Father? He's great, the very best. Here's a pic:
Your favorite thing? It's a secret...shhh.
Dream last night? Finally a night without dreams!
Favorite drink? Cuba Libre (diet)
Room you are in? Living room, there's an electric blanket in here, and it's too cold everywhere else.
Your ex? Suddenly disappeared from Myspace...suspicious.
You are? Nearly ready for bed.
What do you want to be in ten years? Happy
Who did you hang out with today? Justin, Maybe.
What you're not? Skinny
Muffins? Where?? (see above)
One of your wish list items? This.
Where is the ____? I don't lose things. Not like that anyway.
The last thing you did? Checked Email.
What are you wearing? New pink nail polish. it's called "sweet" and is THIS COLOR.
Your pet(s)? Maybe!
Your computer? I still really enjoy the novelty of carrying the laptop to the living room.
Your life? *shrug* Not half bad...well maybe half.
Your mood? Cynical.
Missing? Again, I don't lose things. Oh wait, did you mean missing-missing? *sigh*
What are you thinking about right now? Thinking that I better get to bed soon if I'm going to get up in time to do the treadmill tonight.
Your shoes? Almost always barefoot. Sometimes flip-flops, very occasionally boots. I really wish I could answer this question with "high heels, all the time."
Your work? I'm a bit burnt out.
Your summer? Up in the air at the moment.
Your favorite color? The color of molten metal, white/yellow/orange. I think the only thing you could call it is hot. The color of heat. And that sort of rich turquoise blue that they paint everything in Greece.
Vehicle? Dirty. Driveway.
Hair? Needs a trim.
Father? He's great, the very best. Here's a pic:
Your favorite thing? It's a secret...shhh.Dream last night? Finally a night without dreams!
Favorite drink? Cuba Libre (diet)
Room you are in? Living room, there's an electric blanket in here, and it's too cold everywhere else.
Your ex? Suddenly disappeared from Myspace...suspicious.
You are? Nearly ready for bed.
What do you want to be in ten years? Happy
Who did you hang out with today? Justin, Maybe.
What you're not? Skinny
Muffins? Where?? (see above)
One of your wish list items? This.
Where is the ____? I don't lose things. Not like that anyway.
The last thing you did? Checked Email.
What are you wearing? New pink nail polish. it's called "sweet" and is THIS COLOR.
Your pet(s)? Maybe!
Your computer? I still really enjoy the novelty of carrying the laptop to the living room.Your life? *shrug* Not half bad...well maybe half.
Your mood? Cynical.
Missing? Again, I don't lose things. Oh wait, did you mean missing-missing? *sigh*
What are you thinking about right now? Thinking that I better get to bed soon if I'm going to get up in time to do the treadmill tonight.
Your shoes? Almost always barefoot. Sometimes flip-flops, very occasionally boots. I really wish I could answer this question with "high heels, all the time."
Your work? I'm a bit burnt out.
Your summer? Up in the air at the moment.
Your favorite color? The color of molten metal, white/yellow/orange. I think the only thing you could call it is hot. The color of heat. And that sort of rich turquoise blue that they paint everything in Greece.
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