Friday, February 28, 2014
Keystone
Night skiing at Keystone. What a great time. So many great memories but the one that I want to mention are the coyotes. Right after we were done we went to dinner - the same place we went last year on National Margarita Day. Afterward, as we were ungearing (yeah, I made that word up) at the car I heard what I thought was a young kid imitating a coyote's howl. It was so over the top and seemed just across the parking lot. I kinda giggled, thinking to myself, "Oh, to be young, brash, and stupid again." But then more chimed in. And in moments it was a cacophony of piercing howls. They were real. And they were so close. It was jarring and it shook me. A pack of coyotes would tear me apart in no time... and they would. Spooky shit.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Great (Work) Day
I don't know if it's the mountain air or the change of scenery or just the planets aligning, but yesterday was a fantastic day at work. I wasn't terribly distracted. Things happened and clicked. I made progress on a number of things. And I felt like I had a handle on the different things I have going on. I wish I had more days when I felt on top and in control. Hopefully they will come more often.
Also, happy birfday Dad!!!
Also, happy birfday Dad!!!
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Leaving on a jet plane...
Woke up early this morning to pack before catching a flight to Denver. I suppose I had forgotten to do that prior to passing out last night. Oops! But other than the early morning rush to get packed and tidied up the day went perfectly. There was no wait at the ticket counter. There was no wait at security. The trip in the air was uneventful. Lunch in Denver was fine. The bus ride to Boulder seemed to fly by. Spent a few hours in the office and that was good. At dinner at Ermain's, a great little Mexican joint in Boulder that I tried last time I was out there. Settled in by watching some Archer and The Walking Dead episodes with Kim and Jeremy. Can't wait to hit the mountains this weekend!
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Bad Day Turns Great!
Spent the day on a Fool's Errand, in a sense. Phone calls. Bank visit. Attorney visits. I really wish I could pay someone to do this legwork for me. It'll all turn out in the end but it's such a pain in the butt right now.
I did manage to make it to the candy store as well as a visit to mom and dad's to get their luggage. I was looking forward to spending a fun evening with Chick Pea to catch up on some Olympic coverage that we had missed. And I was supremely delighted to see her vehicle and my lights on when I pulled up the the condo.
"Honey, I'm home!" I jokingly called out when I came in the door. She was finishing up cleaning up my kitchen and the dishes. So sweet of her to do. I was a little tipsy so we took some shots to level the playing field. And then spent a great evening chatting and watching the Olympic closing ceremonies I had recorded.
It's truly amazing how your day can turn with the company you keep.
I did manage to make it to the candy store as well as a visit to mom and dad's to get their luggage. I was looking forward to spending a fun evening with Chick Pea to catch up on some Olympic coverage that we had missed. And I was supremely delighted to see her vehicle and my lights on when I pulled up the the condo.
"Honey, I'm home!" I jokingly called out when I came in the door. She was finishing up cleaning up my kitchen and the dishes. So sweet of her to do. I was a little tipsy so we took some shots to level the playing field. And then spent a great evening chatting and watching the Olympic closing ceremonies I had recorded.
It's truly amazing how your day can turn with the company you keep.
Monday, February 24, 2014
Artful ramblings
I finished a piece over the weekend that I am very proud of. The source photograph was blurry so I could not manage to get a good mock-up for the duotone the client requested. I was given a good bit of leniency with this one so I made up for the lack of discerning detail by adding more colors. In the end, I utilized a combination of nine separate colors. And the methods I used to create the piece were similar to the styles of the art of the latest comic book idea I've been noodling over the last few years. So it was really neat to see that style realized.
The client loved the piece and that was great. I swear, if I could paint everyday and put smiles on people's faces on the daily I would. But, life is expensive and I've never really been into the whole "starving artist" lifestyle. So I'll keep my day job.
The client loved the piece and that was great. I swear, if I could paint everyday and put smiles on people's faces on the daily I would. But, life is expensive and I've never really been into the whole "starving artist" lifestyle. So I'll keep my day job.
Sunday, February 23, 2014
What. A.(typical) Day!
Slept in. Gloooooooorious sleeping in after a lazy Saturday (which is an oddity, in and of itself). The kind where you feel like you slept waaay in but you wake up and it's still early? So you roll over and taste the pillow with your grin? It was a good stay-in-bed morning. And I was not in the mood to do anything. The Universe had other plans...
Drank too much OJ and got some virtual motivation.
Cranked out 5+ miles on a tough little course I had previously mapped out.
Logged off and on, working off and on.
Painted a piece, "Boots With Pipe", acrylic on canvas, 24" x 18".
Created a pretty good Paladin deck in Hearthstone. 8-)
Played turns as Lord Drogo in an epically long game I'm playing. 8-)
Watched Olympic coverage - the closing ceremony, in fact. ;)
Gawd, I'm gonna miss those Olympics. :(
(Gratz to the host nation, Russia, for winning overall metal count and to the Netherlands for winning overall gold. Well done, to all involved!)
Ate snacks, including but not limited to half of a box of the new Cheerios with chocolate clusters, until my belly put me into food coma.
Passed out on the couch watching The Walking Dead.
What. A.(typical) Day!
Drank too much OJ and got some virtual motivation.
Cranked out 5+ miles on a tough little course I had previously mapped out.
Logged off and on, working off and on.
Painted a piece, "Boots With Pipe", acrylic on canvas, 24" x 18".
Created a pretty good Paladin deck in Hearthstone. 8-)
Played turns as Lord Drogo in an epically long game I'm playing. 8-)
Watched Olympic coverage - the closing ceremony, in fact. ;)
Gawd, I'm gonna miss those Olympics. :(
(Gratz to the host nation, Russia, for winning overall metal count and to the Netherlands for winning overall gold. Well done, to all involved!)
Ate snacks, including but not limited to half of a box of the new Cheerios with chocolate clusters, until my belly put me into food coma.
Passed out on the couch watching The Walking Dead.
What. A.(typical) Day!
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Ebulliently Sexy Dream
Do you know those dreams that are more or less fantasies but since you are not fantasizing you are not controlling it so the whole thing seems even more exciting? I mean, let's be honest. When fantasizing you kinda already know how the story ends. Dreams can take any number of plot twists. Anyway, I had this dream that seemed so real that I woke up wondering if it had...
In my dream, I am asleep in my bed. Except I am on top of the covers and wearing socks and pants and stuff (I sleep in undies and a tee). I awake and find a mysterious woman sidling up next to me. It's too dark for her to see my smile. And it's too dark for me to know who she is. But I feel safe and don't even question that some grrrl broke into my house and is in my bedroom. I don't know how I know exactly, but I know that this woman wants me and I know that I want her. Shaking off the effects of sleep, we pull each other close.
We share a tender moment followed by kisses. Kisses lead to caressing. Caressing leads to sharp breaths. Clothes are lost during the entanglement. Fingers and lips navigate toward desired destinations. At some point I am on my back and she is straddling me. I can feel her pressing against me and I am only thinking that I want this woman - I yearn for our bodies to bang and our teeth to clang.
*poof*
I woke up. I was there only by myself. The sun wasn't even up. She was gone... or she was never there to begin with. I got up for a bit and went back to bed, hoping to go back to the mysterious stranger. Alas, I did not find her nor receive any more visits... although my deadbeat ass did manage to stay in bed 'til nearly noon.
In my dream, I am asleep in my bed. Except I am on top of the covers and wearing socks and pants and stuff (I sleep in undies and a tee). I awake and find a mysterious woman sidling up next to me. It's too dark for her to see my smile. And it's too dark for me to know who she is. But I feel safe and don't even question that some grrrl broke into my house and is in my bedroom. I don't know how I know exactly, but I know that this woman wants me and I know that I want her. Shaking off the effects of sleep, we pull each other close.
We share a tender moment followed by kisses. Kisses lead to caressing. Caressing leads to sharp breaths. Clothes are lost during the entanglement. Fingers and lips navigate toward desired destinations. At some point I am on my back and she is straddling me. I can feel her pressing against me and I am only thinking that I want this woman - I yearn for our bodies to bang and our teeth to clang.
*poof*
I woke up. I was there only by myself. The sun wasn't even up. She was gone... or she was never there to begin with. I got up for a bit and went back to bed, hoping to go back to the mysterious stranger. Alas, I did not find her nor receive any more visits... although my deadbeat ass did manage to stay in bed 'til nearly noon.
Friday, February 21, 2014
... running together.
Wake up. Is it Tuesday? No. Shower. Go into work. Meetings and calls. Lunch. Calls and meetings. Work. Is it a run day? Yes. Run the Big Four 3.92 Miler. Go home. Eat dinner. Do I have to work? No. Video games, movie, or TV? Olympic coverage and video games.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Days seem to be...
Wake up. Is it Tuesday? No. Shower. Go into work. Meetings and calls. Lunch. Calls and meetings. Work. Is it a run day? No. Go home. Eat dinner. Do I have to work? No. Video games, movie, or TV? Olympic coverage.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
WE WON!!!
Chick Pea helped me (well, I only barely helped her, really) make a bombass batch of white chili, named Scott Tenorman's Chili. It was deelish when we sampled as we were making it. And it must've been good to others because it won the Best White Chili award at the chili cook-off! :)
Thank you so much, Chick Pea, for your help and for everything you do!
Thank you so much, Chick Pea, for your help and for everything you do!
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Musings
I think I am stronger than people give me credit for... even myself. Sure, things have been rough. But ask yourself this question: when aren't they?
Life is all about what you make out of what you are given.
I want that sentence to be all by itself up there because I truly believe that. The Universe gives us options and we choose to take them. We live with the rewards, consequences, benefits, and punishments for those choices. We win some. We lose some. We come out even. Times sometimes seem rougher than normal. Times sometimes seem greater than normal.
I have said this and will continue saying it: Happiness (in life) = Expectations (what you expect out of life) - Reality (what life gives you). It's really that simple. Find yourself sad more than you think you should? Maybe you are in a rough patch. Maybe life is kicking you while you are down ('cause Lawd it certainly seems like that's the way it goes). Or maybe, just maybe, you should expect less out of life. Just a suggestion.
I'm getting older. (DUH!?!, right? No shit... we're all getting older) I am no longer in my heyday when it comes to unadulterated fun and antics. But do I lament this fact? I hope not. I truly believe I am embracing my place in my life right now and facing what is to come with my chin up, my eyes open, and a smile on my face.
Why the introspection when my posts have recently been short and mundane? I'm not sure. But I think it has something to do with visiting with my two fave grrrls today and thinking about cycles and patterns by which we live. It bothered me to think that I may have fallen into a cycle I do not care to be in nor even admit to myself that I am in. But I thought long and hard about it and realized that I *feel* differently, act differently, and treat them differently. Most importantly, I love them both and can't think of my life without either. If I were just going through the motions of a cycle, would one not be interchangeable with the other?
Life is messy. Life is dirty. Life is mean. Make the best of it. I try to. :)
Life is all about what you make out of what you are given.
I want that sentence to be all by itself up there because I truly believe that. The Universe gives us options and we choose to take them. We live with the rewards, consequences, benefits, and punishments for those choices. We win some. We lose some. We come out even. Times sometimes seem rougher than normal. Times sometimes seem greater than normal.
I have said this and will continue saying it: Happiness (in life) = Expectations (what you expect out of life) - Reality (what life gives you). It's really that simple. Find yourself sad more than you think you should? Maybe you are in a rough patch. Maybe life is kicking you while you are down ('cause Lawd it certainly seems like that's the way it goes). Or maybe, just maybe, you should expect less out of life. Just a suggestion.
I'm getting older. (DUH!?!, right? No shit... we're all getting older) I am no longer in my heyday when it comes to unadulterated fun and antics. But do I lament this fact? I hope not. I truly believe I am embracing my place in my life right now and facing what is to come with my chin up, my eyes open, and a smile on my face.
Why the introspection when my posts have recently been short and mundane? I'm not sure. But I think it has something to do with visiting with my two fave grrrls today and thinking about cycles and patterns by which we live. It bothered me to think that I may have fallen into a cycle I do not care to be in nor even admit to myself that I am in. But I thought long and hard about it and realized that I *feel* differently, act differently, and treat them differently. Most importantly, I love them both and can't think of my life without either. If I were just going through the motions of a cycle, would one not be interchangeable with the other?
Life is messy. Life is dirty. Life is mean. Make the best of it. I try to. :)
Monday, February 17, 2014
In the last 48 hours...
... I woke up early to run a 5-mile run on patches of a snow/ice mix at 7am. Kick ass.
... I cooked up a killer breakfast of maple syrup-flavored soysage and eggs with Manchego cheese.
... I donated blood in the blood bus.
... I made a run to Sam's (candy bars!).
... I watched some Olympic coverage. ;)
... I ate a Burrito Gigante and felt absolutely crammed with food.
... I enjoyed Firefly Friday on a Sunday and played Carcassone for three. Beginner's luck! :D
... I watched another great episode of The Walking Dead (SPOILER: Carol is back!).
... I slept in, hard.
... I enjoyed lunch from North End with Chick Pea.
... I went through a half-dozen bins and am 80% done with putting all of it away.
... I ran a 2-mile run in a cold deluge. I was soaking wet. Soaking.
... I watched some more Olympic coverage. ;)
... I enjoyed a wonderful birfday with Chick Pea!
... I finished a painting. "Anna Laine", 20" x 20" acrylic on canvas.
... I cooked up a killer breakfast of maple syrup-flavored soysage and eggs with Manchego cheese.
... I donated blood in the blood bus.
... I made a run to Sam's (candy bars!).
... I watched some Olympic coverage. ;)
... I ate a Burrito Gigante and felt absolutely crammed with food.
... I enjoyed Firefly Friday on a Sunday and played Carcassone for three. Beginner's luck! :D
... I watched another great episode of The Walking Dead (SPOILER: Carol is back!).
... I slept in, hard.
... I enjoyed lunch from North End with Chick Pea.
... I went through a half-dozen bins and am 80% done with putting all of it away.
... I ran a 2-mile run in a cold deluge. I was soaking wet. Soaking.
... I watched some more Olympic coverage. ;)
... I enjoyed a wonderful birfday with Chick Pea!
... I finished a painting. "Anna Laine", 20" x 20" acrylic on canvas.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
"Off and On"
The blood is thick, thicker than my thoughts are quick
Quicker than these thoughts turn sick, sick,
Quicker than these thoughts turn sick, sick,
Sicker than my temperature rising,
Sicker than the whites of their eyes despising
Sicker than the whites of their eyes despising
Me and all my lovers that I can't disguise
And I'll never know why
And I'll never know why
Ooh, the air is clear, clearer that the taste of tears,
Clearer than the smell of fear
Clearer than the smell of fear
And I'm fearful for a long cold year with you.
Don't you know what you do?
You give me the horrors and I give you the goo that oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
You give me the horrors and I give you the goo that oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
I turn my thoughts off and on, off and on, off and on...
(Instrumental)
I'm out of breath, offers me a taste of death
Equally a taste of life and I freeze to feel it,
I prayed to my gawd and I prayed to yours Jesus, oh yes
I prayed and I pleaded that I'd never go back
But I'm always going back
Equally a taste of life and I freeze to feel it,
I prayed to my gawd and I prayed to yours Jesus, oh yes
I prayed and I pleaded that I'd never go back
But I'm always going back
'Cause the touch is sweet, sweeter than he touches me,
Sweeter when that touch repeats, repeats,
Please believe my heart spills its guts every time that you leave.
Don't you know what you do?
You give me the horrors and I give you the goo that oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
Sweeter when that touch repeats, repeats,
Please believe my heart spills its guts every time that you leave.
Don't you know what you do?
You give me the horrors and I give you the goo that oozes
Separate the scabs from the bruises
Off and on, off and on, off and on...
(Instrumental)
He's gonna teach me how to live, he's gonna teach me how to live...
-- "Off and On" - Findlay
Saturday, February 15, 2014
A full day planned...
I had a full day ahead of me: painting, work on tickets, work on metrics, do laundry, sort bins, go to Target, go to Sam's, scope out tomorrow's run at the park, and hit up the Apple Store if I got out that way.
What did I accomplish?
I watched some Olympic coverage and napped for 4 hours. Hey, it's a Rest Day. ;)
What did I accomplish?
I watched some Olympic coverage and napped for 4 hours. Hey, it's a Rest Day. ;)
Friday, February 14, 2014
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Lost in the finals... again
I'm getting tired of getting all the way to the finals and then losing. This has happened three times in a row now on the Tuesday league. TNT Strikers cannot catch a break. Fucking. Lame!
We won the first game 3-0.
We won the quarterfinals 3-1.
We won the semifinals against last season's champions, 4-3.
But then came up short in the finals, 1-3.
We're getting old and tired. And the opponents just keep staying young. This is an open league and it is brutal on tournament night. Tonight was no different. I think both of my thumbs are jammed and both palms are still tingling.
Still, we had fun. And I hear that is the point of it all. ;)
We won the first game 3-0.
We won the quarterfinals 3-1.
We won the semifinals against last season's champions, 4-3.
But then came up short in the finals, 1-3.
We're getting old and tired. And the opponents just keep staying young. This is an open league and it is brutal on tournament night. Tonight was no different. I think both of my thumbs are jammed and both palms are still tingling.
Still, we had fun. And I hear that is the point of it all. ;)
Monday, February 10, 2014
Lexicographic Ordering of BluRays
I will no longer avoid taking into account a common article in a title, like a leading "The...", whilst sorting BluRays alphabetically.
The movie "The Man With the Iron Fists" gets shoved in with the T's.
Period.
The movie "The Man With the Iron Fists" gets shoved in with the T's.
Period.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Bustin' ass
Watching people eat it, or bust their ass, is kinda funny to watch if you know that the person won't be or isn't hurt afterward.
I've often tried to explain how funny it is using stories from Bust Ass Hill back at Transy. But each time I try to formulate the story I realize how it really isn't something that you can explain with effectiveness, similar to how disengaging it can be for the recipient when relaying the contents of a nightmare. I digress...
My runner partner and I did our best to power through some crap weather the the conditions at the park were between Unsafe and Treacherous. I was slipping and sliding all over the place. It was not cool. We were barely down the block when she called it off and walked back to drive to her neighborhood. I looked both ways before crossing the street, just like they teach you, and while looking one way my partner busted ass the other. I caught her as she corrected but noticed the snow going up side of her. Teehee!
I didn't make it. Too little sleep? Too salty dinner? Didn't hydrate? The stop-and-go screwed me up? We walked. We started back up. We walked again. We decided it best to walk back and call it.
We were nearing the turn to her block. I was fiddling with the iPod. Flisssh. I was about to bust ass. I felt at least one foot wanting to fly up so, remembering "ankles over head", I tried to drop to the ground. I think my right elbow took most of the blow. Some old guy offered to help but we were both laughing by that point. I made some joke about being good at bouncing. /me is lame. ;)
I've often tried to explain how funny it is using stories from Bust Ass Hill back at Transy. But each time I try to formulate the story I realize how it really isn't something that you can explain with effectiveness, similar to how disengaging it can be for the recipient when relaying the contents of a nightmare. I digress...
My runner partner and I did our best to power through some crap weather the the conditions at the park were between Unsafe and Treacherous. I was slipping and sliding all over the place. It was not cool. We were barely down the block when she called it off and walked back to drive to her neighborhood. I looked both ways before crossing the street, just like they teach you, and while looking one way my partner busted ass the other. I caught her as she corrected but noticed the snow going up side of her. Teehee!
I didn't make it. Too little sleep? Too salty dinner? Didn't hydrate? The stop-and-go screwed me up? We walked. We started back up. We walked again. We decided it best to walk back and call it.
We were nearing the turn to her block. I was fiddling with the iPod. Flisssh. I was about to bust ass. I felt at least one foot wanting to fly up so, remembering "ankles over head", I tried to drop to the ground. I think my right elbow took most of the blow. Some old guy offered to help but we were both laughing by that point. I made some joke about being good at bouncing. /me is lame. ;)
Friday, February 7, 2014
Ups and Downs
Waking up all night due to 5-minute job failure alerts? Down.
Slipping up the hill on the way to work? Down.
Morning Skype greetings? Up!
All day at work? Down.
Spending $2000 at my 3:30 appointment? Down/Up... jury is still out (punny).
Knowing that I'm firing someone Monday. Def UP!
Home Depot run for low wattage bulbs? I'll count it as up.
Two-mile run in 18 degree weather with Chick Pea? Up.
Dinner with chicken feet? Up (although I honestly did not try the chicken feet)
Ascension for three? Up!
Firefly Friday? Up!!
One more day closer to Funday? Up, up, and away!!!
Slipping up the hill on the way to work? Down.
Morning Skype greetings? Up!
All day at work? Down.
Spending $2000 at my 3:30 appointment? Down/Up... jury is still out (punny).
Knowing that I'm firing someone Monday. Def UP!
Home Depot run for low wattage bulbs? I'll count it as up.
Two-mile run in 18 degree weather with Chick Pea? Up.
Dinner with chicken feet? Up (although I honestly did not try the chicken feet)
Ascension for three? Up!
Firefly Friday? Up!!
One more day closer to Funday? Up, up, and away!!!
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Saints != Pool Hall
Here is something I learned today: If you want to play pool, you should mark Saints off of your possibilities. No pool tables. They got rid of all of them. We asked what the ruckus was upstairs and the answer? Salsa dancing. HUH?!?!
Also, for the record, I think 60 West's Shock Tart is my favorite drink.
Lastly, what a weird day for Sassy Pants to come out of the woodwork. Love talking with her. Oh, to be so young and silly again... (take a chance)
Also, for the record, I think 60 West's Shock Tart is my favorite drink.
Lastly, what a weird day for Sassy Pants to come out of the woodwork. Love talking with her. Oh, to be so young and silly again... (take a chance)
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Is it really only Wednesday?
This has seemed like the longest day. Woke up to ice. After getting stuck on the hill three times I drove into the office. Sore from Monday's intervals. Glad soccer was cancelled last night. Morning meetings. Walked to Muth's to buy M some Modjeskas. Shared a pound with the office. They were gone in minutes. Afternoon frustration with ticket 2811. Grr. Bought a curtain rod at Target. Ran a quick 2 miles with Chick Pea in the freezing weather. Popped in and chatted with the kids. M was very generous with her Modjeskas. Came home with a gift of my own. So sweet! Showered, ate Taco Pie, and hung the curtain rod. Surprise visit from Chick Pea with new curtains! Showed off the new lighting in the rooms upstairs. Played a little Hearthstone. Not sure where the rest of the night went. So tired and worn out.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
My final day before the Icy Storm of Icy Doom-Ice destroyed us all...
Waking up seemed tough today.
Morning meetings in bed with my chestop (laptop sitting on my chest).
Called to make an appointment for my head.
Read a letter that ruined my day. It just upset me so much!
Showered and slipped a bit driving up the hill.
Old man thew a snowball and yelled at me to slow down.
Turned around and asked him where his radar gun was.
Words were exchanged.
Fuming, I figured that was the right time to make a phone call.
Made a phone call.
Words were exchanged in a similar if not different tone.
Work and work and work.
Made an appointment on Friday to replace the source of the letter that upset me so.
Commuted home before the Icy Storm of Icy Doom-Ice.
Took a rest on the steps for a moment.
Rolled up a rug to give to Chick Pea.
Switched out back porch light.
Found where I made an $0.08 mistake in the budget last week. That was killing me.
Rearranged the studio again.
Wired up lighting that works with the wall switch.
Laundry.
Thought up a way to arrange the paper lamps in my bedroom.
Wired up lighting that works with the wall switch again!
Found my favorite Dyson attachment.
Vacuumed the upstairs and steps.
Laundry.
Stomach is so raw from all of the emotions it is digesting. Blech.
Icy Storm of Icy Doom-Ice is beginning to drag limbs down.
Dooooooooooooom!
Morning meetings in bed with my chestop (laptop sitting on my chest).
Called to make an appointment for my head.
Read a letter that ruined my day. It just upset me so much!
Showered and slipped a bit driving up the hill.
Old man thew a snowball and yelled at me to slow down.
Turned around and asked him where his radar gun was.
Words were exchanged.
Fuming, I figured that was the right time to make a phone call.
Made a phone call.
Words were exchanged in a similar if not different tone.
Work and work and work.
Made an appointment on Friday to replace the source of the letter that upset me so.
Commuted home before the Icy Storm of Icy Doom-Ice.
Took a rest on the steps for a moment.
Rolled up a rug to give to Chick Pea.
Switched out back porch light.
Found where I made an $0.08 mistake in the budget last week. That was killing me.
Rearranged the studio again.
Wired up lighting that works with the wall switch.
Laundry.
Thought up a way to arrange the paper lamps in my bedroom.
Wired up lighting that works with the wall switch again!
Found my favorite Dyson attachment.
Vacuumed the upstairs and steps.
Laundry.
Stomach is so raw from all of the emotions it is digesting. Blech.
Icy Storm of Icy Doom-Ice is beginning to drag limbs down.
Dooooooooooooom!
Monday, February 3, 2014
Monday recap
Woke up with an unexpected overnight guest. Chick Pea got snowed in. She made breakfast while I worked. More than 3 inches came down last night but the roads turned out to be fine, albeit messy. After my morning meetings we picked up the kids and went to the Science Center. It was a blast. There is so much for the kids to do down there. After a good time there we came back to the abode and devoured some Tony Boombozz. After cleaning up and watching the kids play on the back deck we headed back over and ran intervals. Ugh. I used to make fun of the nut jobs that ran in weather like this. After being dropped off at the place I cleaned the closet, stored the memory bins, went through my DVDs, changed light bulbs, cleared off the foyer table, reconfigured the Alienware on the desk, changed all the Tiffany lamps around, started a new box of giveaways, and watched the first 5 minutes of Archer (can't ruin Archer Tuesday). Then I finished the night by pigging out on raisins, chocolate chip cookies, and cream soda. What a fucking day. Yeehaw! :)
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Saturday, February 1, 2014
Highlight of my day
Was the highlight of my day waking up to another mild temperature? Nope.
Was the highlight of my day kicking off my Kentucky Derby Mini-Marathon training with Chick Pea at the park for 3.5 miles? That was good but no.
Was the highlight of my day eating Taco Bell for lunch a second day in a row? Nom but no.
Was the highlight of my day hanging my stormtrooper pieces high on the wall in the studio and catching up with Archer with dad? Nah.
Was the highlight of my day getting a ton of goodies on a late night Target run? Not even close.
Was the highlight of my day spending laser pointer time with Nemo? Cute but no.
The highlight of my is why I'm still up at 1:58am with a huge grin on my face. And it's gonna make for a rough early morning. (but totally worth it) RAWR!
Was the highlight of my day kicking off my Kentucky Derby Mini-Marathon training with Chick Pea at the park for 3.5 miles? That was good but no.
Was the highlight of my day eating Taco Bell for lunch a second day in a row? Nom but no.
Was the highlight of my day hanging my stormtrooper pieces high on the wall in the studio and catching up with Archer with dad? Nah.
Was the highlight of my day getting a ton of goodies on a late night Target run? Not even close.
Was the highlight of my day spending laser pointer time with Nemo? Cute but no.
The highlight of my is why I'm still up at 1:58am with a huge grin on my face. And it's gonna make for a rough early morning. (but totally worth it) RAWR!
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