one week

first, let me say that after re-reading my last post, i'm actually a little worried about me. Second, i have a LOT on my mind and not enough time or space to blog it all. Third, if you're looking for my g's, check jenn's blog from a few days ago where i explain it all. Now, i have one week before my family comes here for Tour chez Erin and Cirque du Soleil. Forget not, dear readers, my personal fear/hatred of clowns. Cathy has offered to help me get through it. I will close my eyes when i am scared and she will tell me when it is ok again. Really ok, not like those a-holes who tell you it's ok when it's really not ok just because they think it's funny. Her words, not mine. Also recall that i have just moved into the downstairs of my house and it needs a LOT of work before it's in decent shape. And it's super-messy because i still don't have enough furniture. So I'm a little stressed. Luckily, we get tomorrow afternoon off work. So, i'll be at home fri and sat. Your drop bys will be appreciated.

hunger strike

the problem with usin only son titles as bolg titles is 2fold. Sometimes i want to put a blog but can't think of a song title. E.g. See "why is there a dog, etc". Other times. It's the refrain that makes more sense than the title proper. E.g. Now. "i'm oin hungry" is running thru my mind, bc i am goin hungry. And it's too late to do anything about it. I may be too hungry to sleep, tho. Also i keep thinking about what i'm going to eat next, so "hunger strike" doesn't seem quite right. Basically, let me say that i'm a starving insomniac scatterbrain and i don't know what to do with my self.

Poison

Most of my readers prolly don't recall the Poison I'm thinking of. It was Alice Cooper. I think. Google it. It's a good one from the "metal" era. Side note: I listen to a lot of music that I call "rock," but Heidi thinks is actually metal. We each need to create our own "Evolutionary Classification of the Animals" to set this straight. Anyway, I wrote Poison b/c I have poison something on my right wrist. Which is weird, because I haven't been touching any plants. So, I'm blaming Stella. It itches and I've been scratching it because I learned (via my involvement with the Internet) that scratching does NOT spread the poison. It does slow healing time, but that's a trade I'll take.

why is there a dog on the new blogger logo?

I figured something out this week. It's a little personal, but this explains so much that I want to share.

My body is trying to trick me into making a baby. Yep. It's true. It has taken months and months of haphazard observation to come to the realisation that every so often, I get really sad and lonely and wish I had a husband. This has been somewhat confusing to me because my general observations on the reality of marriage lead me to think it's not something I want any part of. Now, I'm not saying I want to be single forever, but it's a big leap for me to picture being married, either. Most days. But every so often, I get all daydreamy about the idea. It's also at that time that I notice my standards really plummet and some pretty shady characters start to seem like good dating prospects. Guys who I normally think are jerks become "just misunderstood". And I start whining to all my girlfriends that I want to find a guy. So now you know why I waffle. Blame that dang biological clock.

helter skelter

so, i really have GOT to stop watching nightline. In addition to the fact that it's on late, it keeps me up later cos i get so worked up over how stupid my fellow americans actually are. Last week, it was about people rebuilding on Dauphin Island. Yes, I already had an opinion on this before the piece. And this just re-affirmed my opinion on rebuilding as well as my belief that FEMA officials are, well, morons. But that's not the point of this post. The point of this post is that the white supremacist movement has their very own Mary Kate and Ashley. The skinhead twins. They write and sing folk song honoring the works of Hitler &prominent Nazis. They are endorsed &promoted by David Duke. And of course,they deny that the Holocaust was what we know it to have been. So, there's a feature tues. at 10 on abc. In the meantime, I'll be wondering why this keeps coming up. It's not like the supremacist agenda is really going anywhere. To paraphrase the Onion, they've postponed rising again for yet another year.

Well, I didn't make nearly the amount of progress I'd hoped for over the weekend. I took down some of the wallpaper in the "craft annex" but opted to leave the paper that's above the shelves. The problem is that the paper pulled a lot of chunks of plaster off the wall. I spent the rest of the afternoon agonizing over whether to properly plaster the missing chunks, which requires a bunch of stuff I don't have and can't get at the local hardware store, or to just patch them using drywall and joint compound. The "final" decision (I think) will be the drywall patch. This is a closet that was added on after the house was built and it's already sagged below level, so I don't think it will stay with the house forever, anyway. Even once I figure out and install the patches, I still have to skim coat the walls to get a smooth surface and then let the skim coat cure for 3 weeks before I can prime and paint it. Ah, projects.

Also, I still have to figure out when and how I'm going to take out the part of the wall between the kitchen and dining room, set up the dining room so I can also use it as a studio, re-work the kitchen to accomodate the new wall opening, and get the yard generally ready for the party on 9/24. This is a pretty tall order.

I went to church today, which is probably headline news at this point. It's been awhile. Anyway, the message was about being in a small group. Our group took a summer hiatus and might not be picked up again in the fall. I'm hoping that we can figure something out, because hearing Chris' talk tonight, I really started getting weepy for our group. I miss getting together with everyone and sharing our lives. I still find it interesting that the message seems to always be relevant to something that's going on in my life at the time.

I am so planning to get hooked on Jericho this fall.

She Works Hard (for the Money)...

well, i haven't been working hard for money, specifically. But I have been working hard this week. I've moved a bunch of pieces of plywood laminate, hundreds of bricks, and a trunkload of shingles to my house, and all of that mirror wall from one part of the basement to another. I also found out that one of our local scrapbook stores is closing and I picked up 44 pegs at 10 cents each. I'm going to have a LOT of fun putting the slat wall up now. I have an idea I'm going to need more pegs. My plan for the weekend? Strip wallpaper, wait for the Internet guy "Joe," paint the "craft annex" closet, work on the kitchen wall repair, and disassemble the dryer to figure out why it won't heat. Ah, it feels good to be a homeowner.

7

1. When I got home tonight, there was a Porsche parked under my carport. I wanted to get a photo of it, but it was too dark out. This was a first, and I'm pretty sure that it'll be the last. Unless that car comes back.
2. I am attempting to build my shed entirely out of freecycled materials. So far, I have some boards that came with my house, a bunch of bricks from my friends allison & dave, and now a trunkload of shingles for the roof. I love the idea of my "stone soup" shed.
3. Rachel's blog about gray hairs made me cry a little. Also, I'm glad she's doing locks of love b/c i read that they can't really use my hair for kids' wigs& they probably sell it. So I've decided to go w/dreadlocks.
4. But that's ok, because Jenn's comment on my last blog made me laugh out loud.
5. I miss ALL my small groupies. We need a get-together. Soon.
6. I can NOT believe school is starting again. ::sigh:: where does the time go?
7. I hope they find that missing kid. He is so cute I'd wanna keep him.

hard habit to break

i have a new thing i'm trying. I want to make all of my post titles named after song titles. I think grey's anatomy does that, and if it's good enough for grey's, it's good enough for me.

i do a lot of things I shouldn't. Eg, eating pizza. Most people have it as a treat; I treat it as a staple of my diet. It's hard to stop.

something else i shouldn't do is listen to the BBC overnight while I sleep. Because it makes me have the craziest dreams. Like last night, I dreamt that there was a big snowstorm coming, so I rounded up a bunch of co-workers and stole a train to get us home. The imagery was so vivid, it was like watching a movie. Then, in an instant, I was watching a movie. It was a documentary featuring a heroin distributor who was also an addict. The film was of his entire operation and it was very raw footage with a lot of nuances like finding 2 of my friends in one of his opium dens. I was doing the interviews &watching the film all at once. I wish I could shoot the whole dream; it'd be a great film.

sunday, sunday

da da, da da da...
one of my favorite things about Sundays is watching Cold Case. It might be my favorite show these days. I like the way they shoot it and the post-production work. It has a high-contrast look, which is my favorite kind of film. And I like the main character. So, that's what I'm up to right now.
I have a ton of projects rolling around in my head. And I'm trying to get started on them because I'd like to have some of them done by the time I have my cook-out (9/24, details to follow). I visited Joe D today and picked up a load of plywood/laminate pieces. These are going to become the cabinets for my studio. Also, Joe D has a TON of cabinet doors (of course he does) and drawer fronts, so I won't have to buy any of those, either. Almost-free studio = SCORE. The only thing I need is the hardware, and that's the fun part. :-)

just a bunch of boring-ness

hi, friends and neighbors. I'm sad to say i don't have much in the way of "interesting" news to report. Nothing clever or funny or witty to say. But it's been several days since i last posted and i didn't want to leave anyone thinking i had abandoned my blog again. I'm working on getting involved with the Internets at my place. This is more challenging than you might think. For starters, i don't have a land-line phone, so DSL (or even dial-up!) is not an option for me. I really don't want to pay the $50 a month it costs for cable Internet. That's just silly to me. I know that there are several cheaper cable options, but i also just got a flyer that my 'hood is now up and running on the power grid Internet. At long last, Internet available thru a utility I actually HAVE to have. So, I signed up on Tuesday, the modem arrived today, and all I had to do was plug it in to the wall and connect the ethernet cable to my PC. And that's where the trouble starts.

lateral line

fish have something called the lateral line. It's part of their mechanism for sensing what's happening in the water around them. It tells them when other fish are approaching and somehow helps them gauge the size,speed, and direction of the other fish.

i'm pretty sure that stella has something similar. But i'm calling it the "horizontal line". Because whenever i break the 45-degree plane (i.e. Lie down or sit back and recline), she comes from out of nowhere to jump on my lap. This only seems sweet for a second, though, because she sneaks her way up ever closer to my head until she's resting on my chest with her back to me, pressed up against my face, smothering me. She does a similar thing when i lie down in bed, but she won't lie on my back. Instead, she walks over me to get to the head of the bed and plops herself down on top of whatever book i'm reading. As if she has no idea that i'm trying to do something.
i guess this post is the bloggy equivalent of whining "she's touching me...".

out of touch

i have been out of touch and not keeping track of friends and loved ones for a long time now. For whatever reason, i just can't seem to stay on top of things like birthdays, thank-yous, anniversaries, general phone calls and emails, or pretty much anything. I feel like the days fly by and there's never enough time to keep up with it all. When i do make the time to stay home and try to catch up, i spend the entire time trying to get myself organized and end up not making as much progress as i hoped. This is all post-Giant Organizational Project. I just can NOT stay on top of the correspondence and all the papers that come into my life.

the one with all the thank-yous

it wouldn't be proper to have a move and not give my propers once i can move my limbs again. So here goes...
1. Thanks to CNKelly for calling me to help with the bus schedule. Turns out that the bus was never going to come by the hot-as-hell bench i chose. She got me on the right track.
2. Thanks to CNK and Juli for coming over in the afternoon to help. By the time they got here, I was too tired to do anything and trying to preserve something for the truck loading.
3. Thanks to Heidi Camille for taking charge of the kitchen, packing all the dishes, getting every random bit of everything into a box, driving back to drop off the truck, and keeping me from crying the whole time.
4. The Someyers crew. Thanks for the Notary services, encouragement, freakish strength, and flat-out persistence to get the job done. Thanks Kelly for being my copilot & Blake for being our wingman while we drove. And I'm really sorry for cracking Blake in the nads and that he later got his finger smashed to bits.
to be continued...

the one with all the thank-yous, part 2

i promised to continue and i shall.
5. Jen and Jonathan. They were the sweepers. When the rest of us were dying, they came in and brought the gun show. Fereal.
6. The anonymous next renter of the uhaul who, when they founf my phone wedged in the seat, came BACK to the UHAUL store to return it. This thing has my whole life.
seriously, without everyone's help, i could not be in my home right now, today. The only sad thing about that is that i do have to go over one last time because i forgot about my filing cabinet, which was hidden in a closet. So, i'm off to that. Thanks again, everybody!!