Ok, while Mare and I were watching Shermie spaz out, we settled on a more concrete schedule for Firth Fest.
We'll watch 4 movies. Average length is 2 hours a piece. Here's what we're looking at as a rough schedule:
4-6pm Bridget Jones 2
6-8pm Love Actually
8-10pm Fever Pitch
10pm-12am Valmont
Anyone who needs a drive, let me know and I will arrange something myself or with someone else who's coming. I don't want to hear any of that "I couldn't get a ride over" or "I didn't feel like making anyone leave the party" crap. If I do I'll personally come over, tie you up and make you watch The Ring 2 over and over again. Trust me, you wouldn't want that. Well, maybe the tying up part, but definitely not The Ring 2. [shudder]
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Today's IT Lessons
1) Do not drink coffee around a laptop
2) Do not spill coffee on a laptop
3) Do always back up your data
4) Do not buy a Dell laptop (ok, so that's just my personal pet peeve)
5) I knew it all along, coffee really is evil
Sherman decided to have a spaz attack and I was glad to help and come to the rescue. Initially I thought after a cleanup and drying-out he'd be ok, but after turning it on and seeing it spaz out, I realized I was in for some surgery if I had any hope of copying the data off. Had to slave the hard drive and copy the data, but I did get it all off with no problems. Except the fonts because I forgot about them and didn't bother to copy the Windows folder. Project for another day.
So Shermie is out of service, temporarily that is. As soon as Mare can find the money for the parts, I can get back to work on it and it will be as good as new.
Not sure where I adopted this optimistic attitude I seem to have lately. I have never been what one would call an optimist. I was always a pessimist, wondering who in the world was out to get me. I guess the change in attitude comes with truly knowing that things can be worse. I could be living through February-May 2004 again. With that as a reference point, everything looks better.
Had a dream last that a mouse ran across my kitchen floor, except it was my kitchen from the house I grew up in. And it was running kind of slow for a mouse. This phobia is going to stay with me into my next incarnations. Get out of my head!!!
Tomorrow night I am headed out for some retail therapy with Jenn and hopefully Joanne. I need some dance-friendly pants before the hafla on Sunday. I also need to practice before the hafla. So much to do, so little time. Looking forward to some time off next week.
Saturday is Firth Fest (separate post on that above). Sunday is the belly dancing hafla, Jenn is going to come and watch me dance, yay! She can be my substitute proud mother at the dance recital.
One more post and then I am off to the couch for some well-deserved veging.
2) Do not spill coffee on a laptop
3) Do always back up your data
4) Do not buy a Dell laptop (ok, so that's just my personal pet peeve)
5) I knew it all along, coffee really is evil
Sherman decided to have a spaz attack and I was glad to help and come to the rescue. Initially I thought after a cleanup and drying-out he'd be ok, but after turning it on and seeing it spaz out, I realized I was in for some surgery if I had any hope of copying the data off. Had to slave the hard drive and copy the data, but I did get it all off with no problems. Except the fonts because I forgot about them and didn't bother to copy the Windows folder. Project for another day.
So Shermie is out of service, temporarily that is. As soon as Mare can find the money for the parts, I can get back to work on it and it will be as good as new.
Not sure where I adopted this optimistic attitude I seem to have lately. I have never been what one would call an optimist. I was always a pessimist, wondering who in the world was out to get me. I guess the change in attitude comes with truly knowing that things can be worse. I could be living through February-May 2004 again. With that as a reference point, everything looks better.
Had a dream last that a mouse ran across my kitchen floor, except it was my kitchen from the house I grew up in. And it was running kind of slow for a mouse. This phobia is going to stay with me into my next incarnations. Get out of my head!!!
Tomorrow night I am headed out for some retail therapy with Jenn and hopefully Joanne. I need some dance-friendly pants before the hafla on Sunday. I also need to practice before the hafla. So much to do, so little time. Looking forward to some time off next week.
Saturday is Firth Fest (separate post on that above). Sunday is the belly dancing hafla, Jenn is going to come and watch me dance, yay! She can be my substitute proud mother at the dance recital.
One more post and then I am off to the couch for some well-deserved veging.
Firth Fest
In case anyone missed it on mare's blog, we are planning firth fest for this Saturday. And when I say day, I mean day. All Colin Firth, all day. There may even be swooning.
It's being held at my house, if anyone needs directions let me know. I think we're aiming at a start time of 1pm?
We haven't decided which movie to show when, except we do know that Valmont and Fever Pitch will be in the evening so that the non-die hards don't have to sit through the multitude of firth. This is a little more disorganized than I usually like things to be, but seems to be the best I can do right now. I'll keep you posted on any developments... just wanted to make sure everyone was aware of what's happening.
It's being held at my house, if anyone needs directions let me know. I think we're aiming at a start time of 1pm?
We haven't decided which movie to show when, except we do know that Valmont and Fever Pitch will be in the evening so that the non-die hards don't have to sit through the multitude of firth. This is a little more disorganized than I usually like things to be, but seems to be the best I can do right now. I'll keep you posted on any developments... just wanted to make sure everyone was aware of what's happening.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Craptastic
That about sums it up for The Ring 2. Cyn tried to warn me (I figured you laughed at every scary movie) and she was right. It was laughable. In fact, I did laugh. I think Chris heard both Scott and I MSTing the movie on either side of him.
The scariest part of this movie was when Sissy Spacek turns around and you'd swear it was Michael Jackson. [*shudders*]
At least I got to eat popcorn for supper :D
The scariest part of this movie was when Sissy Spacek turns around and you'd swear it was Michael Jackson. [*shudders*]
At least I got to eat popcorn for supper :D
Yeah, I'm still here
So no persistent updates from me over the past few days, I've been busy. I do have to work and make money to pay my mortgage :)
Spent yesterday in Moncton and didn't get home until about 11:15pm, then my dad called from Vegas, then I had to catch up on the day's email and blogs, so it was late by the time I [screw off Outlook reminder] finally got into bed. I'd like to be able to get to bed before midnight some night this week.
Got lots of work done in Moncton, then headed off to the mandatory trip to Costco for my 100' kink-free garden hose for the excellent price of $20.99. Don't have a garden. Don't have a lawn. But I NEED a hose. Honestly, I really do. I will have some kind of yard someday. Plus I need to have the ability to hose things down. Like my garage floor. Or my car. Or annoying people who walk by, as I wear a handkerchief on my head and swat at imaginary elves.
Also managed the quickest trip to Champlain Place ever. Displeased with Eddie Bauer's spring clothing, the colors really don't do much for me. And that whole $80 shirt thing just makes my brain do circles in my head. From there I decided I would have enough time to peruse the Gap, and ended up buying a nice shirt there. Regular price $49.50 (totally unreasonable), sale price $19.99 (much more reasonable). Why can't they just sell things more cheaply in the first place? One more thing to add to that pile of ironing that has been sitting there for 3.5 weeks. Really need to get that done, I am running out of unwrinkled pants.
Unfortunately I didn't get to Leonidas for chocolate, I ran out of time. Very disappointed. But there will be more trips to Moncton, of that I am sure.
A while ago I had someone ask me for laptop-buying advice. The one thing I told them was not to buy a Dell laptop, I have never met one that has worked well yet. So they ignored my advice and bought one. Now it is sitting in front of me, apart. I shake my head at it. Dell really does have good service, I should have the parts by the end of the week. The bad part is, they NEED good service. Their desktops are fine, never had a problem there. But their laptops.... seriously, I have been personally acquainted with at least 10 and they all sucked. It's unfortunate, but that appears to be the way it is. They also weigh a ton - how in the heck do people carry them around without hurting themselves? Just bought a brand new Toshiba laptop (not for myself) and it has a slightly larger screen and is as light as a feather, certainly compared to this one. I've also been attempting to rescue the data off of this before it totally croaks. If anyone is looking for Carmen Electra bathroom 3way.mpg, I know where to find it. [still shaking head]
Spent yesterday in Moncton and didn't get home until about 11:15pm, then my dad called from Vegas, then I had to catch up on the day's email and blogs, so it was late by the time I [screw off Outlook reminder] finally got into bed. I'd like to be able to get to bed before midnight some night this week.
Got lots of work done in Moncton, then headed off to the mandatory trip to Costco for my 100' kink-free garden hose for the excellent price of $20.99. Don't have a garden. Don't have a lawn. But I NEED a hose. Honestly, I really do. I will have some kind of yard someday. Plus I need to have the ability to hose things down. Like my garage floor. Or my car. Or annoying people who walk by, as I wear a handkerchief on my head and swat at imaginary elves.
Also managed the quickest trip to Champlain Place ever. Displeased with Eddie Bauer's spring clothing, the colors really don't do much for me. And that whole $80 shirt thing just makes my brain do circles in my head. From there I decided I would have enough time to peruse the Gap, and ended up buying a nice shirt there. Regular price $49.50 (totally unreasonable), sale price $19.99 (much more reasonable). Why can't they just sell things more cheaply in the first place? One more thing to add to that pile of ironing that has been sitting there for 3.5 weeks. Really need to get that done, I am running out of unwrinkled pants.
Unfortunately I didn't get to Leonidas for chocolate, I ran out of time. Very disappointed. But there will be more trips to Moncton, of that I am sure.
A while ago I had someone ask me for laptop-buying advice. The one thing I told them was not to buy a Dell laptop, I have never met one that has worked well yet. So they ignored my advice and bought one. Now it is sitting in front of me, apart. I shake my head at it. Dell really does have good service, I should have the parts by the end of the week. The bad part is, they NEED good service. Their desktops are fine, never had a problem there. But their laptops.... seriously, I have been personally acquainted with at least 10 and they all sucked. It's unfortunate, but that appears to be the way it is. They also weigh a ton - how in the heck do people carry them around without hurting themselves? Just bought a brand new Toshiba laptop (not for myself) and it has a slightly larger screen and is as light as a feather, certainly compared to this one. I've also been attempting to rescue the data off of this before it totally croaks. If anyone is looking for Carmen Electra bathroom 3way.mpg, I know where to find it. [still shaking head]
Monday, March 28, 2005
Whirlwind
Yeah, so a lot has happened since my last blog. For once in my life, I will give the short version (and the world breathes a sigh of relief!)
Got a couple of phone calls just before heading to church on Saturday. One was regarding my grandfather having what we think was a mini-stroke on Friday night. I was over to see him yesterday to do his tax return ("because nothing says I love you like doing someone's taxes for them"). He seemed better, so hopefully nothing more will come of it. He'll be getting another checkup next week.
The other phone call was slightly more complicated. What it boiled down to was my mom lied to my brother about something, and my brother has now surpassed me on the mother hit list. I'm not the worst! But this scenario really threw me for a loop. I headed to church after that and while I enjoyed the mass, I couldn't keep that out of my head for most of it. So no blog on how much I love Easter Vigil. Plus there were guitars again. Booooo.
After church I headed over for karaoke. Had a blast, I needed some time to forget my troubles and act silly. Being a David Byrne backup dancer certainly helped that. Again, Scott M, we were not laughing *at* you, we were laughing at ourselves. So hard we had to go in the hallway, then the bathroom to calm down. Then there was another sad kickline. And backup go-go dancing. Let's just say I got up and danced like a fool a few times. All without drinking!
Had an excellent Easter ham dinner at Mare's last night, for which I am extremely grateful. My other mom loves me enough to invite me to ham dinner. It was delicious. As was the watching of firth-age before dinner. I didn't end up seeing the rest of the firth-age because I was on a mission last night. There will be a blog with the results of that later. A photo essay, if you will. hehehehehe.... Remember, I embarrass myself for your entertainment.
Jody is so excited that she's going to U2 that she's now telling random people over the phone that we're going. I just had someone come in my office and say "just heard you're going to U2". I said yeah, who told you that (thinking it was someone who was in the office the day we were here buying tickets)? She said "Jody [last name]" My co-worker had placed a call about not receiving her flyers and Jody must have seen the caller id and asked if we worked together. You're a nut!!!!
Got a couple of phone calls just before heading to church on Saturday. One was regarding my grandfather having what we think was a mini-stroke on Friday night. I was over to see him yesterday to do his tax return ("because nothing says I love you like doing someone's taxes for them"). He seemed better, so hopefully nothing more will come of it. He'll be getting another checkup next week.
The other phone call was slightly more complicated. What it boiled down to was my mom lied to my brother about something, and my brother has now surpassed me on the mother hit list. I'm not the worst! But this scenario really threw me for a loop. I headed to church after that and while I enjoyed the mass, I couldn't keep that out of my head for most of it. So no blog on how much I love Easter Vigil. Plus there were guitars again. Booooo.
After church I headed over for karaoke. Had a blast, I needed some time to forget my troubles and act silly. Being a David Byrne backup dancer certainly helped that. Again, Scott M, we were not laughing *at* you, we were laughing at ourselves. So hard we had to go in the hallway, then the bathroom to calm down. Then there was another sad kickline. And backup go-go dancing. Let's just say I got up and danced like a fool a few times. All without drinking!
Had an excellent Easter ham dinner at Mare's last night, for which I am extremely grateful. My other mom loves me enough to invite me to ham dinner. It was delicious. As was the watching of firth-age before dinner. I didn't end up seeing the rest of the firth-age because I was on a mission last night. There will be a blog with the results of that later. A photo essay, if you will. hehehehehe.... Remember, I embarrass myself for your entertainment.
Jody is so excited that she's going to U2 that she's now telling random people over the phone that we're going. I just had someone come in my office and say "just heard you're going to U2". I said yeah, who told you that (thinking it was someone who was in the office the day we were here buying tickets)? She said "Jody [last name]" My co-worker had placed a call about not receiving her flyers and Jody must have seen the caller id and asked if we worked together. You're a nut!!!!
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Christfest 2005
So the big All About Jesus Good Friday Easter Egg-stravaganza (a.k.a. Christfest 2005) just wrapped up. An evening with The Passion, South Park's Passion of the Jew, and Jesus Christ Superstar (featuring our own live chorus!) Thanks to those who came! I still seem to have a lot of candy left over, which makes me feel not so bad for eating all the Hershey's kisses myself over the past 2 weeks.
After watching The Passion at home on my TV, though big-ass, I think I did prefer seeing it in the theatre. Having it "larger than life" seemed to have even more of an impact.
South Park's Passion of the Jew was ok, but actually not as funny as I thought it would be. A little too much time wasted on the "crazy Mel Gibson" stuff.
JCS was, of course, the main portion of the evening. Singing along was encouraged, and that we certainly did :D Still can't believe Lisa had never seen the show or heard the music... hope you liked it ;) Definitely want to practice the kickline for next year.
Thursday
Went to church Thursday night for Mass. My mother also decided to attend, which was odd because she never used to go to this mass. That kind of brought me down. I find it wrong that she can attend church and recite the Lord's Prayer, yet can't forgive me for [apparently] putting laundry ahead of her. One of the main themes is forgiveness, she should remember that.
Also there were guitars... I am somewhat of a traditionalist when it comes to music in church. We have a beautiful over-100 year old Cassavant organ, so I like to hear it in use as much as possible. I really dislike guitars being used in church. They're always done tastefully, it's just a personal preference. It seemed to bring a lightness (can't think of a better word) to mass that just didn't fit with me as the priest was walking around the church with the Blessed Sacrament. The washing of the feet was performed on a very large family in our church, that part was nice, but I did miss the various parishoners dressed in Roman costumes. It wasn't until Mass proper was over, and people sat/knelt quietly during Exposition that I felt comfortable again, left in silence with my thoughts and reflections.
Yup, I think I just gave a review on a Mass. Going to hell again.
Good Friday
Today was Good Friday. Started off the day doing party prep, cleaning, and getting things out of the way. Picked up Jay and we headed to Mass. Thanks for coming with me - I appreciated the company :)
No reviews of Good Friday Mass ;)
Came home to finish the prep. Stopped for a minute to take a picture of the pathetic setup I had for my surround sound speaker, propped up on a table, books, and plastic drawer. It looked pretty sad, but I wanted to get it off of the back of the couch so it wouldn't hit someone in the head as they sat down. So I took a picture of it and emailed it to older brother as a desperate yet humorous plea to come home and set it up properly :D Had a quick visit with my deck, I must say deck that I miss you and can't wait to spend more time with you this summer. Jay had a good idea on the placement of the screen for the potential Live Aid 20th anniversary outdoor screening I am thinking about for July. I think that will work well for avoiding direct sunlight and provide "stadium seating" at the same time. Now all I need is landscaping!! We sat and had a chat about the crazy mother scenario of this week and discussions of various 80s songs/artists and before I knew it, people started arriving for the party.
Saturday
Technically it's now Saturday as I write this. I'm having a couple of friends over this afternoon to practice the belly dance routine, providing my back will hold up. Wish I could stretch it out a little better. Might help if I wasn't slack in the yoga department this week... upward and downward dog might do the trick. I'll have to make sure to do some before they get here as my warmup.
Tonight I am off to Easter Vigil, looking forward to that since it is my favorite mass. The first part especially. I will save that discussion for later. Enough with the church stuff already, another review of a mass? Nah, more like why it's my favorite mass, what it means to me, and how it fits in with that elusive other half I have yet to find.
Looking forward to karaoke after church as well. Yes, that is an odd combination of events for a Saturday night out.
Thanks!
Just want to say thanks for all the people who've complimented me on my blog, I received another very nice compliment tonight. I am actually having a blast writing it, I really enjoy it, whether I have readers or not. Having 20-some comments in one day though is pretty cool ;)
It really helps to get the feelings out on certain topics, or to just be able to ramble on about stuff. Often I don't say as much to people in person out of fear of boring people, monopolizing the converstion, or that maybe people won't hear me. I have always been better with the written word than the spoken word. The fact that people find this blog entertaining is the cherry on the sundae. Or the ham on my plate ;)
A couple of funny things I find about this blog... one is that with the volume of stuff I post, some things get left in the shuffle. For instance, the lack of comment from Dave on the fact that I said I had chicks in my living room. Have to say I was expecting something from you on that ;) The other thing is that I have no secrets anymore... not that that is a bad thing. Part of life is getting to know other people, so my throwing most everything out on here goes along with that. The more people get to know me, the more I'm glad that they're interested in sticking around :D
p.s. to Jay - do you have I Want You Back by Sherry Kean in your collection? Just downloaded that today after seeing the video on MMM Retro, I had forgotten it existed. Now there's a video with 80s dancing :D
After watching The Passion at home on my TV, though big-ass, I think I did prefer seeing it in the theatre. Having it "larger than life" seemed to have even more of an impact.
South Park's Passion of the Jew was ok, but actually not as funny as I thought it would be. A little too much time wasted on the "crazy Mel Gibson" stuff.
JCS was, of course, the main portion of the evening. Singing along was encouraged, and that we certainly did :D Still can't believe Lisa had never seen the show or heard the music... hope you liked it ;) Definitely want to practice the kickline for next year.
Thursday
Went to church Thursday night for Mass. My mother also decided to attend, which was odd because she never used to go to this mass. That kind of brought me down. I find it wrong that she can attend church and recite the Lord's Prayer, yet can't forgive me for [apparently] putting laundry ahead of her. One of the main themes is forgiveness, she should remember that.
Also there were guitars... I am somewhat of a traditionalist when it comes to music in church. We have a beautiful over-100 year old Cassavant organ, so I like to hear it in use as much as possible. I really dislike guitars being used in church. They're always done tastefully, it's just a personal preference. It seemed to bring a lightness (can't think of a better word) to mass that just didn't fit with me as the priest was walking around the church with the Blessed Sacrament. The washing of the feet was performed on a very large family in our church, that part was nice, but I did miss the various parishoners dressed in Roman costumes. It wasn't until Mass proper was over, and people sat/knelt quietly during Exposition that I felt comfortable again, left in silence with my thoughts and reflections.
Yup, I think I just gave a review on a Mass. Going to hell again.
Good Friday
Today was Good Friday. Started off the day doing party prep, cleaning, and getting things out of the way. Picked up Jay and we headed to Mass. Thanks for coming with me - I appreciated the company :)
No reviews of Good Friday Mass ;)
Came home to finish the prep. Stopped for a minute to take a picture of the pathetic setup I had for my surround sound speaker, propped up on a table, books, and plastic drawer. It looked pretty sad, but I wanted to get it off of the back of the couch so it wouldn't hit someone in the head as they sat down. So I took a picture of it and emailed it to older brother as a desperate yet humorous plea to come home and set it up properly :D Had a quick visit with my deck, I must say deck that I miss you and can't wait to spend more time with you this summer. Jay had a good idea on the placement of the screen for the potential Live Aid 20th anniversary outdoor screening I am thinking about for July. I think that will work well for avoiding direct sunlight and provide "stadium seating" at the same time. Now all I need is landscaping!! We sat and had a chat about the crazy mother scenario of this week and discussions of various 80s songs/artists and before I knew it, people started arriving for the party.
Saturday
Technically it's now Saturday as I write this. I'm having a couple of friends over this afternoon to practice the belly dance routine, providing my back will hold up. Wish I could stretch it out a little better. Might help if I wasn't slack in the yoga department this week... upward and downward dog might do the trick. I'll have to make sure to do some before they get here as my warmup.
Tonight I am off to Easter Vigil, looking forward to that since it is my favorite mass. The first part especially. I will save that discussion for later. Enough with the church stuff already, another review of a mass? Nah, more like why it's my favorite mass, what it means to me, and how it fits in with that elusive other half I have yet to find.
Looking forward to karaoke after church as well. Yes, that is an odd combination of events for a Saturday night out.
Thanks!
Just want to say thanks for all the people who've complimented me on my blog, I received another very nice compliment tonight. I am actually having a blast writing it, I really enjoy it, whether I have readers or not. Having 20-some comments in one day though is pretty cool ;)
It really helps to get the feelings out on certain topics, or to just be able to ramble on about stuff. Often I don't say as much to people in person out of fear of boring people, monopolizing the converstion, or that maybe people won't hear me. I have always been better with the written word than the spoken word. The fact that people find this blog entertaining is the cherry on the sundae. Or the ham on my plate ;)
A couple of funny things I find about this blog... one is that with the volume of stuff I post, some things get left in the shuffle. For instance, the lack of comment from Dave on the fact that I said I had chicks in my living room. Have to say I was expecting something from you on that ;) The other thing is that I have no secrets anymore... not that that is a bad thing. Part of life is getting to know other people, so my throwing most everything out on here goes along with that. The more people get to know me, the more I'm glad that they're interested in sticking around :D
p.s. to Jay - do you have I Want You Back by Sherry Kean in your collection? Just downloaded that today after seeing the video on MMM Retro, I had forgotten it existed. Now there's a video with 80s dancing :D
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Funny shirts
Love these shirts. Haven't visited this site in a while but I stopped by today and laughed my ass off. Especially the Flamingo, the buffalo, and the Second-to-last Temptation of Christ. Click over onto Best Sellers and read the Pope Wanted one... hehehe, bad-ass Pope-mobile....
Have to wonder if Jay is a contributing author for some of these... :P
Have to wonder if Jay is a contributing author for some of these... :P
Poetry by Liz
I preface this by saying that in no way do I see myself as capable of writing any kind of decent poetry. This is purely for entertainment. It just kind of came to me after reading Gilbert's blog on weight. Which is not to say that Gilbert inspires me to write bad poetry.
Actually I see this as more of an old-school rap song, so hum along while you read it.
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I can’t relate to the weight debate
My clothes have always been small
I can eat an entire bag of chips
And not gain any weight at all
Other women like to glare at me
With their looks that kill
As it seems the pure sight of me
Makes them all feel ill
I’m just me
That’s all I can be
No need to hate
That I gain no weight
Some say that I have no ass
Some say I have no chest
Did you know that I weigh less
Than the average Hollywood actress?
When DST comes
I walk an hour every day
Maybe that’s what keeps
All the weight at bay?
All I know is
I’m just me
That is all
That I can be
No need to hate
That I gain no weight
I love popcorn
I love ham
Eating a lot of these things
Never changes who I am
Others complain about their size
What if you all were thin?
Sarah Ferguson wouldn’t have a job
And that would be a sin
Size 0 is a real size
What I say is true
That doesn’t mean that you should wish
A size 0 would fit on you
I cannot sing, I cannot act
But I can do some belly dance
I can’t help it if you cringe
When I wear size 0 pants
Because I’m just me
That’s all I can be
No need to hate
That I don’t gain weight
People always ask me
What’s it all about?
You’re so thin
Makes me want to scream and shout
I don’t know
It’s just the way I am
Would you like to join me
For some ham?
Everyone needs to realize
It’s not just about your size
You gotta have personality
You gotta have creativity
In order to be
Who you need to be
To get through life
Without a lot of strife
All I know is
I’m just me
That is all
That I can be
No need to hate
That I gain no weight
Actually I see this as more of an old-school rap song, so hum along while you read it.
******************
I can’t relate to the weight debate
My clothes have always been small
I can eat an entire bag of chips
And not gain any weight at all
Other women like to glare at me
With their looks that kill
As it seems the pure sight of me
Makes them all feel ill
I’m just me
That’s all I can be
No need to hate
That I gain no weight
Some say that I have no ass
Some say I have no chest
Did you know that I weigh less
Than the average Hollywood actress?
When DST comes
I walk an hour every day
Maybe that’s what keeps
All the weight at bay?
All I know is
I’m just me
That is all
That I can be
No need to hate
That I gain no weight
I love popcorn
I love ham
Eating a lot of these things
Never changes who I am
Others complain about their size
What if you all were thin?
Sarah Ferguson wouldn’t have a job
And that would be a sin
Size 0 is a real size
What I say is true
That doesn’t mean that you should wish
A size 0 would fit on you
I cannot sing, I cannot act
But I can do some belly dance
I can’t help it if you cringe
When I wear size 0 pants
Because I’m just me
That’s all I can be
No need to hate
That I don’t gain weight
People always ask me
What’s it all about?
You’re so thin
Makes me want to scream and shout
I don’t know
It’s just the way I am
Would you like to join me
For some ham?
Everyone needs to realize
It’s not just about your size
You gotta have personality
You gotta have creativity
In order to be
Who you need to be
To get through life
Without a lot of strife
All I know is
I’m just me
That is all
That I can be
No need to hate
That I gain no weight
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Soundtrack of life
To answer Mare's question regarding what other people's soundtracks of their life would be like:
I love music. I actually will listen to a lot of different styles of music. My ex used to comment that when he got in my car, it was always totally different music each time, one time 80s, one time Eminem, one time JCS. I am, however, guilty of being pretty pop-esque with my music. I am usually about the singles, and don't tend to listen to an album the whole way through.
I listen to pop, rock, classical, musicals. Refuse to listen to country, I just don't like it. Also greatly dislike Maritime music... it's like fingers down a chalkboard to me. I am one of the few people I know who doesn't like it.
Favorite bands: Heart, U2, INXS, Sheryl Crow, Duran Duran. (U2 is listed in my profile on this blog but for some strange reason does not show up)
Early childhood: Mainly my parents' records. Beatles and ABBA. I remember staring at the women on the ABBA album and reflecting on how large the boots were. Also my Olivia Newton-John phase. I can't be the only one who watched Xanadu? And liked it? (at the time. I refuse to go back and watch it now that I am older, it will ruin it) I still have a 45 of Magic by ONJ in a box in the basement.
Elementary & early junior high: the golden age of my music-listening. Basically listened to anything my older brother liked. 80s pop. I Want Money by The Flying Lizards was an early one I remember. Don't You Want Me by Human League, which at the time were Human League 100. Used to have this white record player, I remember my brother and I playing that 45 on that player. Color by Numbers by Culture Club - the first time I saw that album cover, I could not tell that Boy George was a guy, I really couldn't. Take a look and tell me if you agree, remembering that I was 8 when this came out. One Night in Bangkok, from the musical Chess, was also one of our favorites. And of course Duran Duran (14 more sleeps!!) One of the first 45s I ever owned myself was Stay The Night by Chicago (the Peter Cetera era). My mother was horrified. I was young, I had no idea what the song was about. "stay the night, there's room enough here for two, stay the night, I'd like to spend it with you..." I think it had a cool video with a car chase or crash or something in it?
Most of all during this time frame for my brother was Madonna. He *loved* Madonna. He literally had every piece of wall on his bedroom covered in pictures of Madonna. I am not exaggerating this. Seriously. Ask him. There was not a spot of white paint visible on any wall. Should have seen the pin holes after he moved out!!
We watched a lot of videos and listened to a lot of music together, my brother and I. Good times.
Mid-late junior high: My best friend at this time was really into hair bands, so I adopted that as well. This was also when my brother left to go to university, so my musical tastes began to branch out. Desire was the first song I liked by U2, my brother was never a big fan of theirs, so this was a change for me. Also remember loving New Sensation by INXS. Quickly picked up their earlier material as well, with my best friend teasing me for liking a song called Kiss The Dirt (that's a great song, I love it). Constantly watched MuchMusic during this time, I knew every video they played. Batdance!
High school: The new friends I made were into musicals, so I began listening to those as well. This was the point in time where I taped Robin Hood Daffy and would play it in the car on my way to school. This is how I know all of the words, and stuck that quote that is up there under Daffy without even having to think about it. Started listening to some classical music. Went to every school dance. Heard Achtung Baby while in a car on my way to the correctional facility on the Old Black River Road (that sounds bad! It was a field trip for sociology class). This was what solidified my love of U2, and remains my favorite album of theirs.
University (mid 90s): Wasteland of Nirvana, grunge, bad dance music, and crap. Some people have a great love of Nirvana. I am not one of those people. During this time, I really didn't listen to anything that was current. I started listening to The Doors, and relied on whatever else I had previously collected.
Late 90s/early 00s: Started work, and most people I worked with were my age, so there was a lot of boy bands and pop tarts. The ex was also heavily into this, as well as techno, and some rap. I miss the discussions we would have about songs and videos, and his knack for making up funny song lyrics. We'd always be up on the charts and download anything new from them. Basically didn't pull out a cd from my collection for about 4 years. The ex didn't like anything old. Or most of what I liked before we got together. I would sing Sheryl Crow's The Globe Sessions in my cubicle at work, I think I was described as a howling cat.
Now: A lot of 80s. It brings back good memories for me. Rediscovered my huge rack of cds, and wondered why I ever left it. No longer have to live under scorn of ex's opinions about my love for 80s music. Now I watch a lot of MuchMoreMusic, I guess that switch comes with age. I like some current music, a lot of it I don't like, and think it's a waste of space. Songs in which it's cool to discuss how many times you've been shot come to mind as being crap. My opinion.
My core favorites are still out there making music, and I keep up with them. Have to say though that I am really disappointed in the last offering from Heart. It just sounded like they were trying to recapture a past they could never get back to. U2 continues to make great music. I have been very excited that the original members of Duran Duran are back together, and their latest offering is really good. I miss INXS terribly but am grateful for the music I do have from them. The latest plan for a Mark Burnett-produced reality show called Rock Star, with INXS searching for a new lead singer, leaves me feeling skeptical. There is no replacing Michael, and I have a hard time ever seeing anyone else as their lead singer. They would have to decide to perform totally new songs, a la Van Halen.
I love music. I actually will listen to a lot of different styles of music. My ex used to comment that when he got in my car, it was always totally different music each time, one time 80s, one time Eminem, one time JCS. I am, however, guilty of being pretty pop-esque with my music. I am usually about the singles, and don't tend to listen to an album the whole way through.
I listen to pop, rock, classical, musicals. Refuse to listen to country, I just don't like it. Also greatly dislike Maritime music... it's like fingers down a chalkboard to me. I am one of the few people I know who doesn't like it.
Favorite bands: Heart, U2, INXS, Sheryl Crow, Duran Duran. (U2 is listed in my profile on this blog but for some strange reason does not show up)
Early childhood: Mainly my parents' records. Beatles and ABBA. I remember staring at the women on the ABBA album and reflecting on how large the boots were. Also my Olivia Newton-John phase. I can't be the only one who watched Xanadu? And liked it? (at the time. I refuse to go back and watch it now that I am older, it will ruin it) I still have a 45 of Magic by ONJ in a box in the basement.
Elementary & early junior high: the golden age of my music-listening. Basically listened to anything my older brother liked. 80s pop. I Want Money by The Flying Lizards was an early one I remember. Don't You Want Me by Human League, which at the time were Human League 100. Used to have this white record player, I remember my brother and I playing that 45 on that player. Color by Numbers by Culture Club - the first time I saw that album cover, I could not tell that Boy George was a guy, I really couldn't. Take a look and tell me if you agree, remembering that I was 8 when this came out. One Night in Bangkok, from the musical Chess, was also one of our favorites. And of course Duran Duran (14 more sleeps!!) One of the first 45s I ever owned myself was Stay The Night by Chicago (the Peter Cetera era). My mother was horrified. I was young, I had no idea what the song was about. "stay the night, there's room enough here for two, stay the night, I'd like to spend it with you..." I think it had a cool video with a car chase or crash or something in it?
Most of all during this time frame for my brother was Madonna. He *loved* Madonna. He literally had every piece of wall on his bedroom covered in pictures of Madonna. I am not exaggerating this. Seriously. Ask him. There was not a spot of white paint visible on any wall. Should have seen the pin holes after he moved out!!
We watched a lot of videos and listened to a lot of music together, my brother and I. Good times.
Mid-late junior high: My best friend at this time was really into hair bands, so I adopted that as well. This was also when my brother left to go to university, so my musical tastes began to branch out. Desire was the first song I liked by U2, my brother was never a big fan of theirs, so this was a change for me. Also remember loving New Sensation by INXS. Quickly picked up their earlier material as well, with my best friend teasing me for liking a song called Kiss The Dirt (that's a great song, I love it). Constantly watched MuchMusic during this time, I knew every video they played. Batdance!
High school: The new friends I made were into musicals, so I began listening to those as well. This was the point in time where I taped Robin Hood Daffy and would play it in the car on my way to school. This is how I know all of the words, and stuck that quote that is up there under Daffy without even having to think about it. Started listening to some classical music. Went to every school dance. Heard Achtung Baby while in a car on my way to the correctional facility on the Old Black River Road (that sounds bad! It was a field trip for sociology class). This was what solidified my love of U2, and remains my favorite album of theirs.
University (mid 90s): Wasteland of Nirvana, grunge, bad dance music, and crap. Some people have a great love of Nirvana. I am not one of those people. During this time, I really didn't listen to anything that was current. I started listening to The Doors, and relied on whatever else I had previously collected.
Late 90s/early 00s: Started work, and most people I worked with were my age, so there was a lot of boy bands and pop tarts. The ex was also heavily into this, as well as techno, and some rap. I miss the discussions we would have about songs and videos, and his knack for making up funny song lyrics. We'd always be up on the charts and download anything new from them. Basically didn't pull out a cd from my collection for about 4 years. The ex didn't like anything old. Or most of what I liked before we got together. I would sing Sheryl Crow's The Globe Sessions in my cubicle at work, I think I was described as a howling cat.
Now: A lot of 80s. It brings back good memories for me. Rediscovered my huge rack of cds, and wondered why I ever left it. No longer have to live under scorn of ex's opinions about my love for 80s music. Now I watch a lot of MuchMoreMusic, I guess that switch comes with age. I like some current music, a lot of it I don't like, and think it's a waste of space. Songs in which it's cool to discuss how many times you've been shot come to mind as being crap. My opinion.
My core favorites are still out there making music, and I keep up with them. Have to say though that I am really disappointed in the last offering from Heart. It just sounded like they were trying to recapture a past they could never get back to. U2 continues to make great music. I have been very excited that the original members of Duran Duran are back together, and their latest offering is really good. I miss INXS terribly but am grateful for the music I do have from them. The latest plan for a Mark Burnett-produced reality show called Rock Star, with INXS searching for a new lead singer, leaves me feeling skeptical. There is no replacing Michael, and I have a hard time ever seeing anyone else as their lead singer. They would have to decide to perform totally new songs, a la Van Halen.
Back at the head of the class
Had my 10th dance class tonight, this is the last for this session, then we start up again April 11th.
Normally I dance in the front row, it helps me not pay attention to what anyone else is doing and get messed up. Tonight for one turn someone told the back row to swap with us, so I saw the rest of the class as I was dancing. One girl in particular would turn around to see what I was doing. Some of the others were not keeping up.
The teacher pointed me out and said I had the routine down! Yay! I am the star pupil again!!! This may seem a little silly, but given my unlucky streak of sucking at things involving "class" lately, to be back at the top feels good. I am comfy in this role. Hopefully I can keep it up. I know I have the mechanics down, I just need to get more of the flow. I may have to hand over that title to Joanne when she joins us - those who have seen her dance know what I mean :D #2 is good too.
Happy half-birthday to me! Only 6 more months of my 20s. Yikes! Should be fun though. Better be.
Spent a lot of today discussing the mother situation with my brothers via email. I think we've pretty much unanimously agreed to disown *her*. My younger brother wrote a hilarious reply to me, I laughed my ass off. He didn't even know he was disowned, I had to tell him. Basically his reaction was yeah, that's typical. My older brother is formulating a well-thought-out, rational reply to mother. Younger brother and I just aren't going to bother. I enjoyed hearing their take on things and it did make me feel better.
Normally I dance in the front row, it helps me not pay attention to what anyone else is doing and get messed up. Tonight for one turn someone told the back row to swap with us, so I saw the rest of the class as I was dancing. One girl in particular would turn around to see what I was doing. Some of the others were not keeping up.
The teacher pointed me out and said I had the routine down! Yay! I am the star pupil again!!! This may seem a little silly, but given my unlucky streak of sucking at things involving "class" lately, to be back at the top feels good. I am comfy in this role. Hopefully I can keep it up. I know I have the mechanics down, I just need to get more of the flow. I may have to hand over that title to Joanne when she joins us - those who have seen her dance know what I mean :D #2 is good too.
Happy half-birthday to me! Only 6 more months of my 20s. Yikes! Should be fun though. Better be.
Spent a lot of today discussing the mother situation with my brothers via email. I think we've pretty much unanimously agreed to disown *her*. My younger brother wrote a hilarious reply to me, I laughed my ass off. He didn't even know he was disowned, I had to tell him. Basically his reaction was yeah, that's typical. My older brother is formulating a well-thought-out, rational reply to mother. Younger brother and I just aren't going to bother. I enjoyed hearing their take on things and it did make me feel better.
Texas?
When I got back from lunch today, I heard my cell phone beeping as it was sitting on the table getting charged. Checked the number and it was area code 214 - Dallas, TX. Weird. Maybe I missed a call from Southfork.
The answer for fun
Had to go get gas today, so I decided to stop by the Superstore and get a bite to eat. As I was wandering around, I came across a pile of boxes of trampolines. Advertised on the box was "Start having fun now!"
Well, crap. Nobody told me that all I had to do to start having fun was own a trampoline. I'm glad I found this out before investing any more time in other attempts at having fun. Who needs MST Night when we could just have a trampoline????
Also strange was the fact that I was right behind my old car in the car wash line. I know because 1) I know the license plate (license plates should be on my Things That Make Me A Freak list, I'll have to add that later) and 2) it's virually identical to my current car, as I got the same car over again. Hey, when it works, why mess with it.
Later today I am going to add some more links to those of you who've been replying to my blog. This is partly for my own laziness so I can read everything else from one spot. Since all these blogs are out there on the net, I am guessing no one will mind (if you do by all means tell me, I don't need anyone else pissed off at me right now).
Also will respond to Mare's soundtrack question, I too have a somewhat longer entry for that one.
Well, crap. Nobody told me that all I had to do to start having fun was own a trampoline. I'm glad I found this out before investing any more time in other attempts at having fun. Who needs MST Night when we could just have a trampoline????
Also strange was the fact that I was right behind my old car in the car wash line. I know because 1) I know the license plate (license plates should be on my Things That Make Me A Freak list, I'll have to add that later) and 2) it's virually identical to my current car, as I got the same car over again. Hey, when it works, why mess with it.
Later today I am going to add some more links to those of you who've been replying to my blog. This is partly for my own laziness so I can read everything else from one spot. Since all these blogs are out there on the net, I am guessing no one will mind (if you do by all means tell me, I don't need anyone else pissed off at me right now).
Also will respond to Mare's soundtrack question, I too have a somewhat longer entry for that one.
Human
I play a good game,
but not as good as you
I can be a little cold, but you can be so cruel
I'm not made of brick, I'm not made of stone
But I had you fooled enough
to take me on
If love was a war, it's you who has won
While I was confessing it, you held your tongue
Now the damage is done...
And I cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside
And if looks can deceive
Make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
I thought you'd come through,
I thought you'd come clean
You were the best thing I should never have seen
But you go to extremes, you push me too far
Then you keep going 'til you break my heart
Yeah, you break my heart
See I bleed and I bruise, oh, but what's it to you
I'm only human on the inside
And if looks could deceive,
Make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
I crash and I burn, maybe some day you'll learn
I'm only human on the inside
I stumble and fall, baby, under it all
I'm only human on the inside
And the damage is done...
I crash and I burn, maybe some day you'll learn
I stumble and fall, baby, I do it all
I'm only human on the inside
--Pretenders
Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of
"I'm not afraid of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find a decent melody
A song that I can sing in my own company
I never thought you were a fool
But darling, look at you
You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere, baby
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
I will not forsake, the colours that you bring
But the nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing
I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me
I still listen through your ears, and through your eyes I can see
And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough, and you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now... my oh my
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
Oh love look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm till you discover how deep...
I wasn't jumping... for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better now
You're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along the stony pass
It's just a moment
This time will pass"
--U2
There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find a decent melody
A song that I can sing in my own company
I never thought you were a fool
But darling, look at you
You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere, baby
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
I will not forsake, the colours that you bring
But the nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing
I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me
I still listen through your ears, and through your eyes I can see
And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough, and you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now... my oh my
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
Oh love look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm till you discover how deep...
I wasn't jumping... for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and now you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better now
You're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along the stony pass
It's just a moment
This time will pass"
--U2
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
To the jerk who refused to use the sidewalk
The perils of winter often bring with it sidewalks that are unusable. Filled with snow and ice, if they have not been plowed, it is often much easier to walk on the street.
Today, however, save for a bit of sand, I can plainly see the sidewalk. As I drove down Main St, you were walking on the street, a couple of feet out from the curb. Not really swerving to avoid you, you gave me the "what the f***" arm gesture. What I'd like to know is, what the f*** are you doing walking down the middle of the street when the sidewalk is clear? Do you have a phobia of sand or something? How can you be indignant that I dare drive down the street you are walking on, Mr. I'm-too-good-for-the-sidewalk? I don't drive down the sidewalk acting indignant that people are walking on it, because clearly, the sidewalk is the area where I am supposed to be driving.
Next time I see you, I will be sure to drive down the sidewalk after you yelling "how do you like me NOW?"
Today, however, save for a bit of sand, I can plainly see the sidewalk. As I drove down Main St, you were walking on the street, a couple of feet out from the curb. Not really swerving to avoid you, you gave me the "what the f***" arm gesture. What I'd like to know is, what the f*** are you doing walking down the middle of the street when the sidewalk is clear? Do you have a phobia of sand or something? How can you be indignant that I dare drive down the street you are walking on, Mr. I'm-too-good-for-the-sidewalk? I don't drive down the sidewalk acting indignant that people are walking on it, because clearly, the sidewalk is the area where I am supposed to be driving.
Next time I see you, I will be sure to drive down the sidewalk after you yelling "how do you like me NOW?"
Monday, March 21, 2005
MST Night - Update #1
Ok, so many more calls for an MST night, that's great! Looks like the 23rd of April is out for a couple of people, so that leaves the 16th or the 30th. I can do either.
I am leaning towards the 30th, how does that sound? That should be able to work around exchange trips, comic days, Sunshine Boys rehearsals, etc?
I am leaning towards the 30th, how does that sound? That should be able to work around exchange trips, comic days, Sunshine Boys rehearsals, etc?
So you want me to walk, shimmy, AND breathe?
I had been told that belly dancing was a workout. With each week that goes by, I realize this more and more. She had us [attempt to] shimmy while we walked, and I have a tendency to hold my breath because I am trying to concentrate. This is going to require a heck of a lot of practice.
We did our dance routine again tonight, which I had been practicing all week (thankfully!!) From what I could see as I was spinning around, some of the rest of the class is lost, they can't remember the steps. I've been writing them down every week, as well I usually practice for a bit after I get home from class to solidify it. I wish the room we practice in was bigger though, as we do a few side movements and I run out of room before I can finish all my steps. I think all in all I did pretty well tonight, I certainly felt good coming out of class for a change, instead of feeling like crap. My back is hurting though, so I don't think I'll be getting any more done tonight. We have our 10th class on Wednesday night, so tomorrow night I'll have to practice away and get this stuff down cold.
Not much else happening today other than blog replies, 22 today, holy crap. I am going to put MST night into its own post here in a minute.
Oh, my brother wrote me with pictures of a model home, the plan he & his soon-to-be fiance are looking at building this summer. Wow. Nice pad. 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, double garage. This is probably where we'll be staying on the U2 trip. Sorry you won't get to see the Indiana Jones living room, unless they decide to incorporate it somehow. I'll have to ask him about that.
We did our dance routine again tonight, which I had been practicing all week (thankfully!!) From what I could see as I was spinning around, some of the rest of the class is lost, they can't remember the steps. I've been writing them down every week, as well I usually practice for a bit after I get home from class to solidify it. I wish the room we practice in was bigger though, as we do a few side movements and I run out of room before I can finish all my steps. I think all in all I did pretty well tonight, I certainly felt good coming out of class for a change, instead of feeling like crap. My back is hurting though, so I don't think I'll be getting any more done tonight. We have our 10th class on Wednesday night, so tomorrow night I'll have to practice away and get this stuff down cold.
Not much else happening today other than blog replies, 22 today, holy crap. I am going to put MST night into its own post here in a minute.
Oh, my brother wrote me with pictures of a model home, the plan he & his soon-to-be fiance are looking at building this summer. Wow. Nice pad. 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, double garage. This is probably where we'll be staying on the U2 trip. Sorry you won't get to see the Indiana Jones living room, unless they decide to incorporate it somehow. I'll have to ask him about that.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Welcome to Holy Week
Can't say as I wanted to get out of bed today. Stayed there until close to noon. It was comfy, and as long as I stayed there I could have good daydreams. I had work to do today so I was avoiding it as long as I could.
Today's tasks involved going in to work and looking after some maintenance. Also had to go pick up a few things at the grocery stores. I also moved the wood from the garage down to the basement, so I can burn what I have left. I am definitely getting more wood next year. Not having a whole lot of strength meant that it took me several loads to move what didn't seem like that much wood. Didn't help my back either, which I seem to have hurt a bit during the great flood. Speaking of which, my dad was by on Friday and set up a sand bag dam, and put extensions on the gutter spouts so the water would flow away from the house. I am hoping this will prevent any more floods.
Exciting news: I bought a shower curtain on Friday. It was 50% off and "has hippos on it". This was my justification. That and the fact that the last time I looked for a shower curtain, I couldn't find one I liked, so now I have one ready for the downstairs bathroom. Whenever that gets finished, I have no idea. Need to focus on the outside next.
It now appears official that my mother has disowned me for the third time. Went to church yesterday and she walked right by me and sat in another pew. Guess I am off to the opposite side of church yet again. You really need to get some new material, mother. This disowning thing has gotten really boring. It's like a big joke now. Grow up and get a life.
Holy Week starts today. For me, this is it, this is what it's all about. Christmas is just a retail invention now, no one seems to remember we're celebrating the birth of Jesus. Easter, fortunately, hasn't been overrun by a bunny and some eggs. They're still out there, and I even have bunnies and chicks and eggs in my living room, but the main focus is still about Jesus. I'm even throwing a party where we watch Jesus movies, what more can you ask for.
This will actually be a busy week for me. I have 2 dance classes this week, Monday and Wednesday night. The instructor wanted to finish the last class this week so she could have a week off, and then the following week we start Beginner II. Thursday night I'll be at the Mass of the Lord's Supper, followed by Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament. I'll probably stay for a while and reflect. Friday I am supposed to be off work, but I am going in to do a system upgrade since it's not a holiday in the US and we're closed... ahhhhh, no one around to aggravate me. Good Friday mass begins at 3pm. Then home for the All About Jesus Good Friday Easter Egg-stravaganza. Saturday night at 8pm is Easter Vigil, my favorite mass. Easter Sunday I have no plans, I was hoping to have Easter ham with my mom, but being the terrible daughter that I am, "no ham for you!"
If anyone wants to go to a movie on Sunday, let me know. I wouldn't mind seeing The Ring 2. "I say... take me out"
Friday night, while we were out at dinner, somehow the topic of my dealbreakers came up. I sat and listened as those at the table rattled them off, in what seems to have become a Lizism. Just want to clarify a point for those who may be taking me seriously: hot is not really a dealbreaker. Also consider that I found a short, fat accountant in a suit "hot". I love suits. Loved going suit shopping with the ex. I think this is part of the appeal of Michael Vartan, he wears a suit every week on Alias, no wonder I drool. I'll do anything for a guy in a 4-button suit, it's a weakness... I am a suit slut. Remind me to stay out of Moore's.
Back to my point. I wouldn't mind dating a hot guy, but it is not a serious-relationship dealbreaker. Church-going is (more on that later this week). 80s music... well let's face it, I play it in the house, in the car, while I'm in the shower, every Saturday night... so you're going to have to like it for your own sanity. Hang on, I hear something... sounds like a crowd... they must be lining up for me now, I'd better go outside and check it out. Maybe they're wearing 4-button suits!!!
Today's tasks involved going in to work and looking after some maintenance. Also had to go pick up a few things at the grocery stores. I also moved the wood from the garage down to the basement, so I can burn what I have left. I am definitely getting more wood next year. Not having a whole lot of strength meant that it took me several loads to move what didn't seem like that much wood. Didn't help my back either, which I seem to have hurt a bit during the great flood. Speaking of which, my dad was by on Friday and set up a sand bag dam, and put extensions on the gutter spouts so the water would flow away from the house. I am hoping this will prevent any more floods.
Exciting news: I bought a shower curtain on Friday. It was 50% off and "has hippos on it". This was my justification. That and the fact that the last time I looked for a shower curtain, I couldn't find one I liked, so now I have one ready for the downstairs bathroom. Whenever that gets finished, I have no idea. Need to focus on the outside next.
It now appears official that my mother has disowned me for the third time. Went to church yesterday and she walked right by me and sat in another pew. Guess I am off to the opposite side of church yet again. You really need to get some new material, mother. This disowning thing has gotten really boring. It's like a big joke now. Grow up and get a life.
Holy Week starts today. For me, this is it, this is what it's all about. Christmas is just a retail invention now, no one seems to remember we're celebrating the birth of Jesus. Easter, fortunately, hasn't been overrun by a bunny and some eggs. They're still out there, and I even have bunnies and chicks and eggs in my living room, but the main focus is still about Jesus. I'm even throwing a party where we watch Jesus movies, what more can you ask for.
This will actually be a busy week for me. I have 2 dance classes this week, Monday and Wednesday night. The instructor wanted to finish the last class this week so she could have a week off, and then the following week we start Beginner II. Thursday night I'll be at the Mass of the Lord's Supper, followed by Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament. I'll probably stay for a while and reflect. Friday I am supposed to be off work, but I am going in to do a system upgrade since it's not a holiday in the US and we're closed... ahhhhh, no one around to aggravate me. Good Friday mass begins at 3pm. Then home for the All About Jesus Good Friday Easter Egg-stravaganza. Saturday night at 8pm is Easter Vigil, my favorite mass. Easter Sunday I have no plans, I was hoping to have Easter ham with my mom, but being the terrible daughter that I am, "no ham for you!"
If anyone wants to go to a movie on Sunday, let me know. I wouldn't mind seeing The Ring 2. "I say... take me out"
Friday night, while we were out at dinner, somehow the topic of my dealbreakers came up. I sat and listened as those at the table rattled them off, in what seems to have become a Lizism. Just want to clarify a point for those who may be taking me seriously: hot is not really a dealbreaker. Also consider that I found a short, fat accountant in a suit "hot". I love suits. Loved going suit shopping with the ex. I think this is part of the appeal of Michael Vartan, he wears a suit every week on Alias, no wonder I drool. I'll do anything for a guy in a 4-button suit, it's a weakness... I am a suit slut. Remind me to stay out of Moore's.
Back to my point. I wouldn't mind dating a hot guy, but it is not a serious-relationship dealbreaker. Church-going is (more on that later this week). 80s music... well let's face it, I play it in the house, in the car, while I'm in the shower, every Saturday night... so you're going to have to like it for your own sanity. Hang on, I hear something... sounds like a crowd... they must be lining up for me now, I'd better go outside and check it out. Maybe they're wearing 4-button suits!!!
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