Out like a lamb

Well, the old adage rang true this year – March came in like a lion and went out like a lamb.  A sheared lamb, but a lamb nevertheless.  It was supposed to be in the mid-70s yesterday, but I don’t think it even reached 60°.  Thank goodness I had the kids dressed warm when we left to run errands.  The day was mostly cloudy, but at least it wasn’t raining.

The last few days have seen quite a surge in views here, which has me pretty excited.  I don’t know what it is that’s attracting so many lovely visitors (aside from posting more regularly than I have in a long while), but whatever it is, I’ll try to keep doing it. Formatting guidelines and what one publishing house had to say are this-a-way!

Odds and ends

First, I think this cartoon accurately describes the weather we’ve been suffering through lately:

Last night we had a lovely thunderstorm.  Greg and I sat out on the front porch and watched it rain for about half an hour.  It had cooled off so much that I actually got goosebumps!  It was all lovely and romantic and wonderful.

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Me? Procrastinate? Never! Okay, maybe a little…

So this is me procrastinating getting any actual work done.  Again.  I’m just feeling lazy today.  Also, I need a nap.  And some pear juice.  But since I don’t get to have a nap (or pear juice), I’m going to do a meme that seems to be making the rounds of my LJ flist.  Why?  Because it’s better than doing actual work, even if I do have to use my brain to answer the questions.

1.  What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?
I went to Las Vegas and gambled.  Also, much sightseeing of cool places.  I got all gussied up and went to shows and ate at a fancy restaurant, where the ambience was a bit ruined by the table full of drunk girls next to us who insisted on referring to each other as “bitch.”  I’m glad my friends aren’t like that.  Except, of course, for when we are.  Silly, that is. 🙂

2.  Did you keep your New Year’s Resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I sooooo did not keep my New Year’s Resolution to get into better shape.  As a matter of fact, I think I’m in worse shape now than I was last year.  My whole work-out routine went okay for a while, but I got a little derailed by the whole having to get up at the ass-crack of dawn thing.  Kind of puts a damper on working out when you hate mornings and already don’t want to do it.  I haven’t made any resolutions for this year, except I would like to read more and be more on top of things.  I guess we’ll see how that goes.

3.  Did anyone close to you give birth?
Greg’s cousin Kathy had a little boy about a month ago.  She asked Greg to be the godfather yesterday.  Yay honey!

4.  Did anyone close to you die?
Not this year, thank God.  My grandpa dying in 2008 was bad enough.  Everyone: no more dying for a while, please.  Thanks.

5.  What countries did you visit?
Well, I went to France and Japan and…oh, wait, that was what David Sedaris did in When You Are Engulfed in Flames, not me.  Um, does practically-Missouri count as another country?  Or maybe Las Vegas?  Cuz if they don’t, I didn’t go anywhere.  Well, I went places, but not places where you would need a passport.  It would be fun to go places where you would need a passport.  If only I were independently wealthy and could afford to travel anywhere my heart desired at a moment’s notice…

6.  Did you have any crushes?
Why, yes, yes, I did.  He’s a married man, though.  Luckily, he’s married to me. 🙂

7.  What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
I would like to have certain knowledge of my baby’s gender.  Also, I’d like to know for sure that everything is okay.  I just don’t want to have to wait six months to find it all out!  I’m impatient!

8.  What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
May 16 – Went to a wedding with Jenni and had a blast with Jenni, Jenny, Amber, and Greg afterwards.  It’s too bad we can’t all get together more often!  September 18 – The night of my bachelorette party.  What a fun night – we should do that more often, too!  September 26 – I got married that day!  October 21 – I found out I was pregnant that night.  I was pretty sure already, so I was really excited to have my suspicions confirmed.

9.  What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Let’s see, I got married, we bought a house, I got pregnant…I really have to pick just one?

10.  What was your biggest failure?
I’m not really sure about this one.  My year was mostly full of good things, so maybe not getting to see my friends as much as I would like.  I feel like we’re kind of losing touch with each other.  I know a certain amount of that is expected, but it still makes me sad.

11.  Did you suffer illness or injury?
Of course I suffered illness!  I’m always sick in the winter!  Sinus infections suck.  Otherwise, though, I was good.

12.  What was the best thing you bought?
Probably our house.  It has some serious issues (radiator heat, no insulation, 90-year-old windows, hideous mid-1970s curtains/carpet/countertops/wood paneling, asbestos, full one-stall garage, leaky roof, scary dangerous wiring – I could go on forever), but we’re slowly getting them all fixed.  I can’t wait till they’re all fixed.  Seriously.  Can’t wait.  Am a bit impatient on this front.  Must have attic done by spring so we can get the nursery ready by June.  Despite all the issues, though, it’s a beautiful house and I adore it.  I’ll adore it even more when it’s done.  And when we once again have a garage to park our cars in.  And when we have a dishwasher.  Especially when we have a dishwasher.  Heck, I’ll be excited when we no longer have drywall sitting in the kitchen and blocking the sink and cupboards.

13.  Whose behavior merited celebration?
I’m not really sure I know the answer to that.  It certainly wasn’t the writers of Bones who teased me with previews of Booth and Brennan finally hooking up and then having it turn out that he was in a coma and that was his dream.  That was seriously not cool.

14.  Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Oh, lots of people.  Cheating celebrities, the news media who feel that reporting on all those cheating celebrities is actually important news (it’s not, and if Tiger Woods wants to screw up his life by having affairs, that’s his business – I don’t want to hear about it), politicians who would rather play games than get meaningful legislation passed, politicians who are arguing just for the sake of arguing so that their opposition can’t get anything done…It seems like our country is going to hell in a handbasket.  At least Iowa allows gay couples to marry now.  I’m all for it, but it’s still a little weird seeing two guys’ names in the paper under the marriage licenses section.

15.  Where did most of your money go?
Our wedding and our house.  Also, our honeymoon.  We had an expensive year this year!  Maybe next year things will be better.  At least we got my car paid off.

16.  What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Lots of things!  I was excited to see my friend Amber in May since she couldn’t come back for my wedding.  I was excited to get married this fall and go on a wonderful honeymoon.  I was excited for my friend Jenny, who found out she was expecting and ended up getting engaged a couple of months ago.  I was excited for my friend Jenni, who finally found the courage to talk to her crush and now they’re happily dating.  I’m excited for my friend Tara, who finally found a job after months of searching (here’s hoping it becomes permanent!) and who met a really nice guy and is also happily dating.  I was excited to learn that I had an even better honeymoon than I realized.  I was really excited when I had a last-minute ultrasound and everything turned out to be fine.  All in all, it was a really exciting year!

17.  What song will always remind you of 2009?
The only one that popped into my head as something that was actually new this year: “It Happens” by Sugarland.  Psshh, it happens…  The first time I heard the song, I wasn’t really paying attention but those few words caught my ear and it sounded a whole lot like she said, “Shit happens.”  I love things like that.

18.  Compared to this time last year, are you:
         a.  Happier or sadder?
  Definitely happier – I wasn’t pregnant this time last year!

         b.  Thinner or fatter?  Definitely fatter – see above.  Also, I put on a lot of weight over the last year and I’d like to get rid of it.

         c.  Richer or poorer?  About the same, I think.  Our new house payment is about the same as the old one and we have my car paid off, but there’s always credit card debt…

19.  What do you wish you’d done more of?
I wish I’d done more traveling and spent more time with the kids.  Fortunately, I can work on those goals this year, too.  I always wish I spent more time with the kids.  And come summer when I’m not working, I’ll be spending loads of time with them!

20.  What do you wish you’d done less of?
I wish I’d done less stressing.  I stress about lots of things – my ex and his family (although not so much lately, since they’re behaving), my dad, paying for everything, fixing our house, not falling on the ice, my sister…I have lots of stressors.  I need to cut down on those.

21.  How will you be spending Christmas/New Year’s?
I spent Christmas at home with Greg, the kids, and Greg’s mom.  I also spent it on the phone with doctors at Covenant who tried to guilt me into braving the dangerous weather to come and get my dad, or alternately shell out $92.00 to have him take a glorified taxi.  New Year’s Eve, we went to Waterloo to see about Greg’s truck, which had been towed there earlier, and then we had a nice supper with the kids at Lone Star before going home and collapsing onto the couch.  We slept our way into the new year this year.  Greg fell asleep first, then Rachael, then me, and then Tom.  He lasted till somewhere between 11:00 and 11:15 p.m., which is a whole lot longer than the rest of us lasted.

22.  Did you fall in love in 2009?
No, but I sure stayed that way.  Well, maybe I fell more in love.  Yeah, that would be a good way to put it.

23.  How many one-night stands?
None!  I’m married!  What kind of a questionnaire is this?  Of all the…I’m a lady!  Ladies do no such thing!  *looks scandalized*

24.  What was your favorite TV program?
Bones.  Without a doubt.  Also, House, Glee, and probably some others I can’t think of right now.  And this totally doesn’t include old favorites that no longer air.  Well, some of them are on as reruns, but still.  Okay, I’ll list them, too: M*A*S*H, Star Trek (all series), all the old shows that were on TGIF when I was growing up, Home Improvement, I could go on forever if I thought about it long enough…

25.  Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
I don’t hate people.  I might get really super angry with them sometimes, but hating people takes energy and I have none of that.

26.  What was the best book you read?
Well, I read When You Are Engulfed in Flames and it was awesome.  Also, I finally got round to reading The Raging Quiet.  It was good, too.  I haven’t read a whole lot this year, or at least it doesn’t seem like I have.  I’ve probably read more than I think.

27.  What was your greatest musical (re)discovery?
The Backstreet Boys.  Who knew they were still together and making music?  Well, except for Kevin.  He’s not.  But the rest of them are and it’s awesome.

28.  What did you want and get?
I wanted a baby and I gots me one!  Now I just have to wait for it to be born.  Waiting sucks.

29.  What did you want and not get?
I wanted to see The Star Trek Experience in Las Vegas.  Las Vegas I saw; The Star Trek Experience I did not.  They should not be allowed to close something so incredibly awesome, especially not before I have the chance to experience it for myself.

30.  What was your favorite film of the year?
Hmm, this is a toughie.  We saw a lot of movies this year.  The Ugly Truth was good and so was He’s Just Not That Into You.  I think The Proposal was probably my favorite, though.  That movie was so many different kinds of funny, I can’t even tell you.  Also, Betty White FTW.

31.  What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?
On my birthday, I was 25.  I went to work, went home and had supper with the family, then went off to RCIA.  When I got home, Greg and the kids had cherry chip cake with cherry frosting and a brand spankin’ new laptop waiting for me.  The only thing that would have made it better is if I hadn’t had RCIA that night.

32.  What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
My dad suddenly deciding to listen to people and not think he knows better than everyone about everything.  Also, my sister managing to get and keep a job.  Those would both have made last year lots better.  Oh, and I wish my grandparents and my mom could have been at my wedding.  And I wish my dad hadn’t been so darn stubborn about wearing a tux (he refused to wear the tie or shoes that came with it; instead he wore no tie and his own shoes and got mad when people assumed he was my grandpa and that my uncle was my dad).  But mostly I had a pretty good year.

33.  How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?
Improving.  I stuck to basic jeans and t-shirts (and the occasional sweatshirt) on weekends and nicer things for work.  I’m trying to acquire some nicer clothes so that I don’t feel like such a scrub all the time; even my work things aren’t all that nice and I enjoy having nice clothes to wear.  I don’t like being underdressed, but I also don’t like being overdressed.  Finding the right balance is kind of difficult because I’m really picky about how I think things look on me and I have a hard time finding things that fit people who are curvier than Twiggy.  I just need to hire my own private seamstress and get it over with already. 🙂

34.  What kept you sane?
My family and my friends.  Of course, my family also did a good job of making me lose my sanity, so I guess mostly it was my friends.  And yes, Greg, you count as a friend, too.

35.  Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
David Boreanaz.  Hands down.  He’s just so hot in that standard-issue FBI suit and funky socks and cocky belt buckle and mmm…

36.  What political issue stirred you the most?
Health care.  For most of the year, I had no health insurance.  I’m glad that it’s being seriously discussed, but I think forcing legislation through at this point is a bad idea because instead of doing it right, they’re doing it quickly so they can say they passed health care legislation.  Both sides need to quit bickering and forget the politics and focus on the common good.  After all, that’s the reason we elected those guys in the first place, to work for the common good.  And I don’t mean the common good of the insurance companies or pharmaceutical companies.  I’m talking about the welfare of your average Joe (or Josephine).  I think some of our politicians – okay, maybe all of them – have forgotten that they work for us.  I don’t want to listen to endless bickering about how we’re going to pay for this and how we’re going to provide that.  I want them to sit down and hammer something out that’s affordable and beneficial for everyone and at this point in time,  I just don’t see that happening.  Maybe Obama just needs to lock the whole Congress in one big room and refuse to let anyone leave until they come to some sort of an agreement.

37.  Who did you miss?
My grandparents and my mom, especially on my wedding day.  I wish my grandpa could have walked me down the aisle.  And I wish my mom could have seen me marry a good man.  And I wish they could all be here to see my kids grow up.  I also miss the friends that I don’t get to see often.  I had so much fun in May and September going out with everyone and having a good time!

38.  Who was the best new person that you met?
Probably Johanna, Queen of the Awesome for sending me The Muppet Christmas Carol soundtrack last night.  Also all the penpals I’ve met through LJ and the several other people I’ve met there as well.

39.  Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.
You can’t always get what you want but sometimes, you get what you need.  I believe that’s from the philosopher Jagger.

40.  Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
Ain’t no rhyme or reason
No complicated meaning
Ain’t no need to overthink it
Let go laughing
Life don’t go quite like you planned it
We try so hard to understand it
The irrefutable, indisputable fact is
Psshh, it happens
“It Happens,” by Sugarland

I suppose since it’s after 4:30 p.m. now that I’ve procrastinated enough for one day.  I should probably busy scheduling those appointments so that I don’t have quite so much to do tomorrow.  And maybe it will keep me a little bit warm till I have to go outside in the frigid Arctic.  Since when did Iowa become the North Pole?  Also, in case I haven’t mentioned it, it’s really weird typing 2010 instead of 2009.  I’ve already written 2009 once instead of 2010 and I’ve typed it wrong a whole bunch of times in the last two days.  Then again, I’ve been mistyping a lot the last two days, and not just in regard to the year.  Maybe it’s time to give my fingers a break!

(c) 2010.  All rights reserved.

Cleanup

So today was an interesting day at work…

I spent all morning picking up shards of glass and still didn’t get it all. The office has been vacuumed four or five times and there’s still glass everywhere. Probably the only way to get rid of it all will be to replace the carpet. Frankly, it could use an update – we’ve been there five years now and no one really knows how old the carpet is. I meant to take my camera along with me to work this morning but forgot to grab it on my way out of the house, so no piccies, I’m afraid. I’m sure, though, that there are plenty to be found on the internet. Eldora looks much like Parkersburg did last year, except the houses are still standing.  By the way, “John” Sween?  That was my boss.  His name is Jim, not John.  The guy from Channel 5 stopped by this morning to apologize in person for getting his name wrong.

I have seen so much glass today that when I went upstairs just now to tuck Rachael in, I saw a piece of plastic from a package lying on the floor and thought it was glass.  Whoops. 🙂

There is lots more to write about, but my head is seriously killing me, so I think I will save posting about my weekend for later.  When my head doesn’t hurt.

Forty-seven days till September 26…

(c) 2009.  All rights reserved.

Mid-week blahs

Am feeling rather blah today.  I think it started yesterday, actually.  Or maybe it was Monday night.  I got this really bad headache, you see, and it’s never really gone away, but what is has done is left me feeling tired and rather blah.  That might explain the suspicious lack of blogging all week.

That, and the workload at work.  Yep, you guessed it, I’ve had actual work to keep me busy!  It’s wonderful!  Monday I was on my own and the work got stacked up clear up to my ears.  Yesterday was catch-up day.  And today I’m catching up from catching up, but it’s not quite so busy as the last couple of days have been.  Perhaps I’ll actually be able to look up those lower-body strength-training exercises I’ve been meaning to look up ever since I bought a pair of dumb bells Sunday night.

Ha.

Anyway, it’s misty and gloomy outside today.  The trees have turned a lovely shade of mint-frosted chocolate and there are remnants of pink snow blanketing the sidewalks all around the square.  The one walk was pink sandwiched between layers of green and it looked really pretty.  Till I walked right down the middle of it, crushing the wilted blooms into the concrete as  I pretended I was walking down the aisle, that is.  The air out there is so thick I bet you could cut it; it’s super humid today with all the rain around.

Hmmm.  My tummy seems to be not very happy with me.  My head feels that way, too, but it’s been acting up all week.  Methinks going home and lying down on the couch for the rest of the night sounds like a good idea.  Now if only it would hurry up and be five o’clock so I could do just that…

Perhaps I will write more when I feel better.

(c) 2009.  All rights reserved.

Everything you ever wanted to know about running a garage sale

Today was the annual City-Wide Garage Sale in Reinbeck.  We had one.  Needless to say, it was a long week.  We got the garage swept out last Sunday, carried things into the garage Wednesday night, set things up Thursday night, and priced everything last night.  We were up till after 11:00 p.m. every night this week and then I had to crawl out of my nice warm bed at 6:00 a.m. this morning to get the signs put up so people would know we were having a sale.  The city always puts out a map of people having sales and then they have the maps at Casey’s and Trunck’s.  It costs $5 to have your name put on the map, but it’s worth it because then people know where all the sales are.  We paid our $5 and when Greg went to Casey’s this morning to get some pop and a couple of the maps, he discovered that they had left our house off.  So we paid $5 for nothing.  I guess it’s a good thing my signs held up…

So this is how my morning went:

  • 7:32 – I would much rather be going around town checking out garage sales than sitting out here in the blistering cold running my own garage sale.
  • 7:34 – And by blistering cold, I am, of course, referring to the parts of me not right in front of the heater.
  • 8:02 – Come on, people, BUY MY STUFF!!!  See?  Three exclamation marks.  Just buy it.  You know you want to.
  • 8:05 – My policy should be, “If you look at it, you buy it.”  Then maybe I’d get done in time to do some shopping myself.
  • 8:06 – I should have brought my computer out with me.  Then I would be entertained and my lap would be warm.  Yay warm!
  • 8:28 – Hooray!  A sale of some consequence at long last!  Woo!
  • 8:35 – It’s always nice to get repeat customers!
  • 8:56 – Have officially given up all hope of keeping track of items sold.  Managed to get two items on the list before giving up.
  • 8:57 – Am now channeling Bridget Jones.  Must lose weight.  Must also try to forget about yummy Daniel Cleaver.
  • 9:18 – I should have a no smoking sign up.  Someone came in with a lit cigarette.  Yuck!
  • 10:01 – There be donuts in the house.  Why is it that everything yummy is so bad for you?
  • 10:45 – Okay, so it’s not winter-coat-and-coveralls cold anymore, but it’s still darn chilly.  And the lovely heater is making me sleepy.
  • 12:25 – Our heaters died. 😦  Apparently we blew a fuse.  But then it was Greg to the rescue and now the heat has been restored!  YAY!! 🙂
  • 12:26 – My jaw hurts.
  • 12:29 – With my trusty  heater by my side, I’ll never be cold again!  I sorta feel like I’m camping, but without the s’mores.
  • 12:33 – You know, s’mores sound good.  I need s’mores.  Where are all the s’mores when you really need them?
  • 1:01 – Have you ever been high as a kite and then gone garage saling?  Well, my neighbor sure seems to enjoy it!
  • 1:27 – Please, dear high-as-a-kite neighbor lady, don’t come back till you’ve sobered up.  You digging through my knives makes me nervous!
  • 1:39 – Tick, tock, tick, tock…Come on, two o’clock, hurry up and get here so I can close up and do something fun!

It’s amazing what brings out the kooks in town.  There’s an apartment complex next door to our house and one of the tenants came over to see what we had for sale.  “Whoa, it’s like a little store!” she exclaimed upon entering, holding a glass of questionable contents (orange juice for sure, but Lord only knows what else).  “Oh, I love your lamp!  I want this lamp.  I’ll be back for it.  You guys have exactly what I need, I swear.  You really do.  You have everything I need.  I’ll be back.  Oh, I love this lamp!  I want your lamp.”  After several painful minutes of her seriously disorganized (I can’t think of the word I want, sorry) rambling, she finally left, only to return about a half hour later with her rather annoying (and awfully overweight) dog in tow.  She wasn’t quite as high when she came back, thankfully, but still, when she went pawing through the box of miscellaneous knives, Teresa and I got a little nervous (Greg’s mom came up for the weekend and sat with me through most of the sale).  This time, psycho neighbor lady picked up one of a two-pot set (she only wanted the one – they were a buck for the pair), a handful of knives, and a can opener, set them down near the check-out, and went to let her dog relieve itself (hopefully in someone else’s yard).  “But I’ll be right back.  And I really want that lamp, but if you sell it to someone else, you go right ahead, it’s okay.  But if you don’t, I’ll take it.”  Gee, lady, thanks; I’m so glad I have your permission to sell my lamp.  *sigh*  Some people.  While she was amusing in her own “special” way, I wasn’t too disappointed that she completely forgot about coming back to our garage sale.

Greg had to work today, so he didn’t get to enjoy watching the people come and go.  He did, however, rig something up so that we could still run the heaters after we blew a fuse in the garage.  He grabbed his heavy-duty extension cord and plugged it in at the house, then rolled it out to the garage to plug in one of the two heaters we’d been using.  That was nice.  But apparently we must have blown another one in the house because when I sat down to count the take in the dining room, the light wouldn’t turn on.  There’s no way we blew out nine lightbulbs at once, so we must have blown another fuse running that heater.  *sigh*  Oh, well.  At least we were warm.

There weren’t many people out today for the garage sales, not that you would know it from talking to Greg.  Every time I talked to him, he told me about the bumper-to-bumper traffic on Randall Street.  Trouble is, we’re not on Randall Street!  My theory is that people started up on Valley Drive and out in Eastgate and over on Hillcrest and Ridge Streets and then by the time they got done with all the rich people’s houses, they were too tired, too broke, or too tired and too broke to come over to the west side of town and visit our lowly establishment.  For Pete’s sake, we had good stuff, dammit!  It’s not like we’re in the poorhouse.

Okay, end rant.  I just was not real patient with people this morning.  I mean, I was, it’s just that I was dissatisfied with how long they were taking to get out to our house.  Our biggest crowd consisted of four people who happened to wander in at the same time.  And then there was one lady who came in with her kids and her son was just a terror!  He was tearing things apart all over the place and she really wasn’t a lot better, but then she was just like, “Well, come on, we’re going,” and didn’t reprimand him once or tell him to behave and keep his hands to himself or anything.  And then he wanted a toy and she wouldn’t buy it for him because it was part of a bag and he only wanted the one, so he threw a temper tantrum, clearly expecting it to work.  If I’d behaved like that, my mother would have given me the spanking of a lifetime when we got home.  She didn’t buy him the toy, at least, and I was glad when they were gone.

There were a couple people that came in like that, who were worse-behaved than the kids.  That always gets me.  This one gal came in with her sister and they were looking at Greg’s Jeff Gordon jacket.  The one woman ended up buying it, but her sister was trying to talk her out of it.  She used the very tips of her fingers to pick it up and look at it quick, and then she asked if we had any hand sanitizer she could use.  She dropped the jacket in a heap on the table and then brushed her hands together, as if the jacket was filthy and she couldn’t stand the thought of being contaminated by it.  She said if it had been a Dale Earnhardt, Jr. jacket, she would have been all over it like white on rice and I thought, “Gee, lady, aren’t you a little old to be acting like a middle schooler?”

Hmm, it seems that the battery in my laptop is about to go dead, so I should probably wrap this up.  I have a headache anyway and need to go take some more something for it.  Some food, perhaps; all I’ve had today were a handful of Mike & Ike’s and a few slices of summer sausage, washed down with a lovely bottle of Dr. Pepper, because clearly, I’m a health food junkie.

Oh, and happy Mother’s Day!

(c) 2009.  All rights reserved.

No news

Sorry.  There’s just not much to tell lately.  I really haven’t felt like writing all that much, which is rather odd for me.

So to update, we’ve finally settled on the bridesmaid dresses.  Yay!  One thing down, 970 million more to go.  Um, I’m being confirmed at church Saturday night.  And my tummy hurts.  Apparently all the antacid I took after lunch hasn’t kicked in yet.  It really needs to, though, cuz I’ve had awful heartburn since yesterday and it needs to go away.

I actually made some progress on my type-up-all-my-old-stories project.  I got one all typed up and I started on another one.  Oh my God.  Seriously.  I knew they were bad, but holy crap, I didn’t realize the exact extent of the horror.  Yikes!  I should be shot for writing such utter drivel.  Aside from the fact that every time someone asks my character to tell them about herself, she gives them her life story in one paragraph, well, there are really no words to describe just how bad it was.  I kept making remarks like, “It’s a good thing I never got knocked up at fifteen like some people do because I’d have stuck my kid with a truly heinous name,” or, “You have got to be kidding me.  What the hell was I thinking?!”  And I thought these were good once upon a time?  I was out of my freaking mind!  Greg asked me why I was typing them all up if they were so bad.  I told him it was so that I had a record of what I used to write.  “Oh, so you’re not going to have them published?” he asked.  “Oh, HELL no!”  I replied.  “I’d die of embarrassment!”

And I would.  They are true horrors.  *shudders*  And yet, I keep on going…

We got 8 inches of swearing Sunday.  This is April, dammit.  That’s not supposed to happen.  When they said April showers bring May flowers, they meant rain!  Not white crap!  NO MORE WHITE CRAP!!

Okay, I think I’m done now.

But on the subject of crap, my long-awaited piece of BSB-inspired fluff is nearing completion.  Yay!  Because everyone loves a good bit of fluff, right?  Right?  You know I’m right.

*sigh*  I hope this afternoon goes by as quickly as this morning did because I just want to go home and curl up in bed.  I seem to be feeling rather averse to productivity today.  So with that, I think I’ll go back to doing quizzes on Facebook and hope that this time, stupid WordPress will post my entry when I tell it to instead of saving 90% of it as a draft and losing the rest of what I typed.  I hate when things of that sort happen.  Stupid computer glitches.  If I could remember everything that I typed, it wouldn’t be such a big deal, I guess, but my memory sucks, so there ya go.  Apparently my computer sucks, too, but I already had suspicions of that.

Friday needs to hurry up and get here.

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So proud!

I always knew Iowa rocked.  Yay Corn State!

So it seems that I never got around to posting anything yesterday.  Whoops.  Must have been the Class 3 Skull-Splitter messing with my head.  Or the actual work that I had yesterday.  They just kept piling it on!  I love days like that, where I have things to do.  It makes the time pass so much faster.  I really appreciate it when the work day flies by because frankly, I would much rather be at home.  It’s a lovely day outside and my boys will be home by 3:00.  The only thing missing is me!  How I wish I could cut out early.

In other news, a good friend of mine has been having rather a hard time lately.  She’s lost several relatives, all within a few months of each other, as well as a very good friend.  I called her the other night to chat and she had just found out that her uncle had passed away earlier that day from a massive heart attack.  I really hope things will start going better for her.  Maybe today’s news will cheer her up!  I hope so.

Spring is totally in the air today.  The sun is shining, there’s not a cloud in the sky, the wind has finally calmed down, and there’s a lovely crispness in the air.  It’s beautiful!  And they’re discussing possible swearing over the weekend.  Apparently the meteorologists haven’t gotten the memo that says since it’s now April, it’s not allowed to swear anymore.  Swearing is only allowed in winter and since it is clearly not winter anymore, swearing is strictly and expressly forbidden.  The Great Kay has spoken.

*sigh*  I keep staring out the window and thinking of Time Enough for Drums.  I suppose I always think of it in the spring because it was springtime when I first read that book.  Also I think of it because there’s a lovely passage about Jem losing herself to the spell of John reading French and staring out the window into the inviting April day and getting scolded for daydreaming.  I love that book.

And now I suppose I’ll get back to searching the internet for work-related items of non-interest…

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Yay!

I had a decent story idea earlier!  Yay!  I haven’t had one of those in a long time!  Yay!  Either it will turn out well or it will descend rapidly into mediocrity and promptly end.  Stay tuned for further details…

It’s another beautiful day.  President Bush was in Cedar Rapids and Iowa City this morning checking out the flood damage, and I found an article in the Des Moines Register calling young writers to apply for a writing gig.  That’s me!  I’m a young writer!  Well, I try, anyway.  I think I’ll apply for it.  After all, what do I have to lose?  The most they can do is tell me no.

Well, I suppose I’d better get my nose back to the grindstone, though I would really rather just go home and watch The Producers while I wait for my hunnybunny to show up.  Seriously, I can’t wait to see him tonight.  *sigh*

Forty-two days till August 1…

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To the caffeine gods

Please, help me, I’m begging you!  Three hours of sleep doesn’t cut it for me.  I need your liquid awakeness!

Okay, so awakeness probably isn’t a word, but I’m really too tired to care.  Weekend of Painting Number Two, Part II went off mostly as planned (i.e., we actually painted).  We were up till after 2:30 a.m. Saturday night, but we got the walls and ceiling primed and then put two coats of paint on the ceiling before calling it a night.  Naturally, we had to clean up before we could collapse, but that essentially was the end of it.  As we were outside fending off mosquitoes and spraying paint everywhere with the hose (we were trying to rinse out brushes and rollers), I happened to notice a bunch of heat lightning to the north of Reinbeck and I have to say, it was the weirdest heat lightning ever.  It almost looked like someone was setting off fireworks or something.  Oh well, thought I, better there than here.  We put all the paint supplies on the porch to dry and then went inside, cleaned ourselves up, and went to bed.

You know how when you’re really super tired and all you want to do is sleep, but the second your head hits the pillow, you get a second wind?  Well, that happened Saturday night.  So we lay there talking for a little bit and had just drifted off into blissful slumber when the tornado sirens went off.  Seriously, we had been asleep for ten minutes at most and then all of a sudden we’re tearing through the house like a couple of bats outta hell.  Hunnybunny dashed across the hall and grabbed his daughter out of her room and the three of us tore down the stairs to the basement.  We took up residence on the stairs and hunnybunny directed me to the safest corner of the basement, should we need to hide out for a while.  That’s when the rumbling started, and I don’t mean rumbling like thunder, I mean rumbling like a train.  He didn’t have to tell me to move, I moved on my own.  We were downstairs for close to an hour.  I was freezing about the whole time we were down there, but I had neglected to bring my jacket with me for the weekend and I was wearing a tank top, so I didn’t have a lot of recourse except for snuggling up to hunnybunny.  He told me where I could find a jacket downstairs and that helped, but it was only a thin one.  I’ve never shaken that much in my entire life, and I’m not sure which made me shake more, the cold or the fear.  Hunnybunny ran upstairs and got a blanket and that helped, but I was pretty nervous about him going upstairs with the sirens going.  Then they stopped after about twenty minutes and he decided to go upstairs and check the situation out on t.v.  He was up there for a long time while we stayed safely downstairs, but I was really, really nervous about that.  I just wanted him to come back downstairs and be safe.  Fortunately, the storm passed without a tornado hitting Reinbeck, but I was plenty freaked out after what happened last month.

Needless to say, I was ridiculously tired yesterday.  We had planned to go to church in the morning (which starts at 8:00 a.m.), but we decided not to.  Hunnybunny had to return the prayer brick, so he ran up quick, but then he came home and we put the first coat of paint on the walls in the kitchen.  After only three hours of sleep, though, we were both feeling extra un-motivated and once the first coat was up, we decided to go out for dinner, since it was Father’s Day and all.  HuHot, yummy!  Then we went back home and put another coat of paint on the walls and watched the race.  Or more accurately, he watched the race and I took a nap.  Daughter took a nap, too.  Eventually, we started taking the plastic down in the kitchen and the drywall guy came back to caulk around the edges of the countertops.  Once that was dry, it was painted, too, and then it was supper-and-a-movie time.  We had pizza and watched Mulan.  Hunnybunny had a nap.  Then I had a nap.  Then it was bedtime.  Think I wanted to get up this morning after all those naps yesterday?  Not a chance!

So since I have now chronicled my partly-interesting-but-mostly-boring-and-sleep-deprived weekend, I’m off to take a nap and pray for caffeine and an end to the severe weather.  ¡Adios!

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