Don't get excited.

I noticed it's been a looong time since I wrote anything on the blog. So I decided to add a thing or two.

One, I've been teaching myself to cook. FUN.
Two, I've been working on my porchtop garden. Also fun.

Things are moving slow around the farm, but that's OK. I've been mainly focused on purging the 6 years of accumulate crap from various projects that I've now decided I'm not going to do, and thinking about projects I do still want to do.

And really, I don't have much interesting going on right now, which makes me feel a little sad to say out loud, but on the other hand, I feel pretty good about most aspects of my life, most of the time. So it's only when I have to actually say that I don't have much going on that I wonder if I should be doing more.

And I feel pretty boring. :(

Laughing Out Loud, at Myself

We have a monthly e-newsletter at work where employees put information about what the different teams and departments are doing. The newsletter also has things like recipes, birthdays, etc. Your typical employee newsletter. This month's newsletter had one of those "you know you're getting old when..." messages in it. A lighthearted look at the funny side of aging, you know.

There is a dime that has been on the hallway floor for about a week now. I'm not sure how it got there, but every time I see it, I think "I should pick that up," and then I just leave it lying there. So today, when I coincidentally dropped a ponytail tie on the floor right next to it, I picked up the dime while I was already bent over to get the ponytail holder. And then I laughed out loud because one of the "you know you're getting old" sentences ended with "when you fall down, you look around to see if there's anything else you can do, while you're down there." I guess that also applies to bending over. Might as well pick up whatever else you can...

hello.

You know how, when you have someone you talk to every day, you can talk to them for hours and hours about nothing at all, and when you have someone you hardly ever talk to, you sometimes struggle to come up with enough words to fill the silence? This is like that.

I've been so busy lately that I just stopped even thinking about blogs-writing or reading them. Work is busy as always, but I also was taking a tax class, working on a big freelance project, and sometimes proctoring exams. All for money or the hope of future money. So I finished the project and the tax class. I'm going to be working at the tax place starting in January, so that is sure to bring some interesting name-withheld-type blog fodder. Also, I never would have predicted this could happen, but I now spend so much time writing and editing at work that I find myself less interested in doing it at the end of the day. That's not good for the long run but I'm hoping I'll get over that as I get more experienced at it.

Anyway, I'm planning to keep it light but hopefully more frequent for the month of December. I'm giving mostly shitty handmade gifts this year so hopefully, I'll get some pics of those up starting this week. Oh, and there is a trial starting next week about my brother's death, and my dad has surgery to repair an aortic aneurysm on 12/16, so I'm sure that December isn't going to be any quieter than any other month of my life.

Around The Interwebz

http://ugliesttattoos.com/

I love that the subtitle is "A Gallery of Regrets." People, tattoos are PERMANENT. Or incredibly painful and expensive to me made not permanent. Just think about it before you get that unicorn-humping-a-dolphin or dancing-ham job done up on ya butt ridge or wherever.

I’m in a pretty good mood today, which I believe is because it’s day 2 of the work week and we are already at HUMPDAY.

True Confessions: I always thought Hump Day was the nastiest term and then I found out it was called that because we are “over the hump” of the week. I think it happened that way because I heard the term “Hump Day” when I was in Jr. High and that’s all that Jr. High kids think about. And so I thought the whole thing was that people went around work making overt passes at one another because Wednesday is Hump Day so that day, it’s oooo-kaay. Heh. Oh, and I first figured out the “over the hump” thing approximately…24-36 months ago. That’s right. I made it well into my 30s thinking that Wednesday was America’s National Get-It-On Day.

And on a tangentially related note…every day of my life as an Editor, I thank my lucky stars that this hasn’t happened on my watch.

On a Lighter Note

I don't know which is stranger: that I'm watching Big Brother Eleven, or the fact that I'm watching Big Brother Eleven.

But as a result of this development, I found this particular news story incredibly delightful: http://www.theonion.com/content/news/animal_planet_reality_show_to_put?utm_source=most_pop_faxed

Republicans: skip this post

Last year, I moved all my political ranting to another blog, but I'm too lazy to go figure out what the login is for that, so I'm posting it here instead. Consider yourselves warned. Stop reading now if you don't want my political opinion.

If you don't think America's kids should listen to this...then you are a farking idiot.

http://www.local12.com/news/local/story/Read-The-Presidents-School-Speech/jrKvCI8kKU2XBXhDb_QOxQ.cspx