Anyone Notice?

Did anyone notice that this post is in the daytime? That's because I didn't have to work last night!!!! YAHOO!!!!! I slept all night through the howling wind, the shaking house and the snoring man. I am so happy that I get a four day weekend... :)

Oh yah, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

In other news, Fluffy is engaged and will be getting married in something like two years. I am so happy for her. Congradualtions Fluffy!!!

I'm going to the movies now.

tah.

At work

This week we didn't have a team meeting. So I expected to get off work at 8am. Unfortunately my usaual wednesday schedual says I work until 9am and then go straight to team. So the morning staff didn't come in until 9. And that made me irrationally angry. So angry, in fact, that I flipped off a driver on the way home and spent the time until I went to bed grumbling..... huummmm... anger issues much?

This picture is for Sandy's benefit and I take no responsibility for it. (grin)

fat loot

Once again I have made out like a bandit on christmas... I have fat loot including season 1 & 5 of CSI, some awsome kids books, a food processor, a really cool moldable vase, a beautiful jelly-fish ordiment, and so much more I can't remember it all!!!!! SWEET!

Twas...

the night before christmas and what do you know,
I'm at work again, and it's beginning to blow. (heh look, it rhymed)

Tonight a 40 foot tree fell across the freeway and stopped traffic for several hours in both directions. I was ten min late for work because of it and so I feel awful. I hate being late. But because I didn't even make it off the on ramp for five min I don't think there was anyhing I could have done differently. I did call work and let them know I was going to be late. So look at me, being responsible.

Not much else going on... big storms, I spent eight hours wrapping x-mas presents for the girls last night, I drive up to visit the in-laws tomorrow, I am avoiding cleaning the bathroom again tonight, and I really wish this headach would go away. So there. This past week was kinda fun. Mom was here and I got presents from all kinds of people... I really do love presents, good will, and sparkly lights.

And now, more on sparkly lights... The dark is kinda creepy. Not because it's dark, but because we don't know what is hiding in the dark. And Halloween is a holiday all about being scared and seeing creepy things in the dark, but Christmas is about seeing beauty in the dark. How could you see how pretty the twinkly lights on the tree are without a little darkness around them? And the fog creeping through the evergreens makes the display more etherial... not spooky. So I guess that while it's still not too dark and cold we celebrate the darker side of things but when it really is cold and dark we celebrate the light. Interesting.

And for everyone out there, I lit a candle on solstice night and put it in the window. So you all kow there is always a place you can come that is warm and loving even on the coldest night of the year.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
(pretend that all the stuff in the middle rhymed ands there is my x-mas poem.

tah.

Rain

It's been raining all day. I kinda like rain, but not all the time... not this much... and not when it blows out the pilot light and the house is freezing.

Sigh.

Santa Baby

I woke up this afternoon with swollen lips. They are huge!!! And what is more fun, I have no idea why they are swollen. I haven't eaten anything, and they were fine when I went to bed... hummmm. Perhaps I was chewing my lips in my sleep?

Anyway, it's one week till christmas. I have most of my shopping done... tomorrow I am going to be rushing around looking for a dress for the company x-mas party. Funny thing about this... I went searching with Erin for a dress for her party and there was nothing. We even went over the hill and there was still nothing. So I am going for seperates. Hopefully I will have an easier time as I put this off until the last moment...the party is on sunday night.

I am at work and it has been a very pleasent week. So much better than last week. Right now most of the girls are watching horror movies in the living room. I sure hope they don't all end up with nightmares.

I went and saw Narnia. It was OK. But not really worth regular price. Good special effects, ok acting, but seriously bad costuming. The princes ended up looking like Prince Charming from a 50's Disney cartoon. *Sigh* But at least we should get some fun costumes at renn faire next year.

Onward and upwards, right? Chris had his interview and it seems to be going along pretty well. He is very much still in the running... and if he gets this job, I get sushi! What a fabulous thing. I also had a test/interview for a job with the city... me a a hundred of my closest friends. Think I will get the one open spot? Not bloody likely. Funnier still, my boss was there taking the test too. Interesting. Well, I keep applying and he keeps applying and someday we might get good jobs....

I should really check on the girls now, so...

tah.

a change

I have just had one of the worst days at work. I ended up staying an hour late this morning because of a crisis that was started last night. And this whole thing started because two girls were feeding off each others bad mojo. They ran away last night and came home at 12:30a. I really thought about not letting them into the house. And now I am in early at the other house because of a medical crisis here. But one of the girls from this mornings crisis is here. I really need to get out of this job. It's killing me.

More impressive is that Chris has been recommended by his boss to a high paying job at the UC. If he gets it, there is no real reason for us to move. I also have a job interview/test next week for a county job. What is it about December and January that always manages to get me a new job? We shall see what happens... no promises or anything.

Searching

I was online last night, reading ghost stories from the area and I came across a whole bunch from here. One page made me laugh, because it had all of these hauntings at Porter... listed down to the building, floor, and which end. It was amusing until I read one that said something along the lines of... And the name of the man who killed himself there was David. Now, normally I wouldn't care if they posted stuff like that. But for some reason it really bothered me that they put his name on the internet for everyone to see. I think it is too soon to be writing up stuff like that. Or perhaps it's just because it touched my life so much that I don't think people looking for silly ghost stories should be throwing around his name. Maybe it's just me being too sensitive. I don't know.

December, at last

It's finally feeling like winter. Not just the really cold nights, but the driving rain helps too. I have started the christmas shopping activities and am trying desperately to figure out what to get for other members of my family. (I already got the easy ones) But costco was most helpful with wrapping paper. I now have enough for at least three years, and it's double sided. Twice the fun!!!

I'm currently bitter at work. The girls didn't do their chores tonight...and I don't know why. But because they didn't... I have to. And really, I hate dishes. Really, really, hate them.

On the bright side the scabies that I got from the hotel in LA is gone! We wiped them out with pesticides and washing everything that we have touched in the past two weeks. By the way, being infested with mites...ewwwww! And I can't help but feel that I got them from some fat, smelly, old guy: which, of course, makes it worse.

I don't really feel like typing any more right now, so tah.

Oh Christmas tree

Last year I didn't get a tree until about a week before christmas. So this year... we went today. That's right, the day after thanksgiving. I even went to Target and paid a third of what I did for my tree last year. I got the cutest fat little tree there. I named him Mr. Chubbubkins.

He is now dominating the living room. Sitting on top of some of our new furniture and shining like a little tree covered in white lights and sparkles should. When I get my next paycheck I am going out to buy him some special ornaments. I love christmas.

The day after

If there are signs in the universe, things that tell you what you should be doing, then I apparently am supposed to have a big family. Why, you ask? Well I managed to make Thanksgiving dinner (most of it was Chris, really) for a family of at least four. There is so much left over food, we will have mashed potatoes for a week. But it was sure tasty.

On the brighter side, this is the first year (that I am in the states) that I am not working a retail job on the day after thanksgiving. No sales, no customers, nothing. I am going to stay home and sleep the day away. In fact it is possible that I won't even have to work. Hooray! And just to prove that the holiday season has really started, it's raining outside. That's right... Bring on the holidays.

I am going to get my christmas tree on Saturday. It's very exciting. Last year I had to wait until just before christmas for it, so this year I am maximizing the tree time. I am also teasing my housemate. She was told what her present was and forgot. So while I am out getting the tree, I will pick up her present too... Then I am maximizing the time of her wishing she could remember what in the world we were going to get her. Christmas is fun.

And yes, I am at work again. With the same girls. Now here is a funny story. yesterday night I was told by one of the girls that I was "strict". It was really hard to not laugh, as I am constantly being told by other staff members to be stricter. In fact another staff was sitting in the other room and overheard... she bust up laughing. Well, it's good to know where I stand.

I suppose I should figure out what I am supposed to be doing tonight. Because I am at the wrong house, I have no idea. It's silly really. But I am so much more comfortable at the other house. Probably because I spend most of my time there.

So, I'm off to a night of flashlights, cleaning, and laundry. Tah.

Happy Thanksgiving

In order to not have to go to in-laws for thanksgiving, I am working. It's not too bad either. So far I have a living room full of girls, one in each room as well, and my personal favorite... I've been here since 9pm. That's a full two hours early for work for me. Which means that the girls were not sleeping yet. Hummmmm.

And better yet. We ran out of dish detergent. So, in my infinate wisdom I put in liquid soap. It's kinda like tha I love Lucy episode with the washing machine and the box of suds. The kitchen floor, however has never been cleaner. And this would, in fact, be the perfect time to laugh at me. :)

Tomorrow I am going to sleep most of the day, wake up to make mashed potatos and eat a thanksgiving dinner with my hubby and then come back to work. Because all play and no work makes Adie a poor girl. But holiday pay makes up for some of it... really, it does.

I was going to spend lots of time talking about how exciting con was. How much fun I had playing Buffy and Redneck Voltron, but I have lots all of the excitment... Actually I wrote about it in my paper journal and lot steam to do it again. I think that I need to move on and let the past be the past, the future be the future, and me on my hands and knees cleaning up all the bubbles in the kitchen. *ewwww*

Alright, so everyone have a Happy Thanksgiving... I know I will.

Tah.

It's all over

Con was awsome!!! I spent several days of non-stop gaming. And I would talk about it right now... but I just got a phone call and have to go. So, Tah for now.

I'm leaving on...

a ca-ar, I know when I'll be back again. Ok, so that's not really how the song goes. But it is the truth. We leave for so-Cal tonight. Yah! I have the most awful headach... boo! But vacation becons and I am answering. See ya'll in a few days.

Monday, in the middle of the night

Hummm. So I was almost to work on Saturday night when my phone rang. And low and behold, I didn't have to work. Interesting. On further consideration, I was not actually angry that I was being forced to work on my day off... Just disappointed. But everything is OK now. I had my weekend. No extranious working. Just a relaxing weekend sewing stuff and goofing off.

On eof the most terrible things about going on vacation is waiting for the vacation to start. It's Tuesday morning. I will go to work tomorrow night and then leave for vacation after work. Tomorrow is going to suck at work, just because I know I am leaving. I hope the girls won't notice that I am going to be short tempered. Although it is their late day so, they shouldn't be too difficult.

Thursday is Disneyland. I'm going to ride the new space moutain. I am also going to wear my contacts, which will make this the first time I will actually be able to _see_ space moutain or the matterhorn, or any of the 'fast' rides. Wow.

Anyway, since I don't have to be awake anymore, I'm going to bed.

Night.

Flipping

When you are randomly flipping through blogs, several of the same ones keep poping up. It's wierd. Are those blogs more special than others... and why don't I ever see mine. Hummmm...

But really, why?

Next week I am going on vacation. I leave on Wednesday night. And so to try and make my life more complicated, my work has been playing with my schedule. At first they tried to make me work Sun, Mon and Tues nights. (When my normal nights are Tues, Wed and Thurs) And now I am at the end of the week. You know, the night I work at teh other house. The one night I work at the other house... and I look at the schedule and wouldn't you know it, I am signed up to work tomorrow night too. You know, if I had any idea that wanting three days off would be this much trouble, I would never have taken this silly job. Sheesh! I was just thinking, if I hadn't gotten out of sun and mon next week I would be working eight days in a row. Can you tell I'm a little pissed that the schedaule was changed and I was not notified?

I have an ouchie. It is on the very middle of my lower lip. It makes things like eating very difficult. I keep telling Chris about it. He is not impressed. In fact, I think he is a little grossed out (cause I keep showing it to him) It kinda hurts a lot. My ouchie. I hope it will disappear tomorrow.

I have been looking at non-profit jobs in Seattle on the internet. It's really hard not to send my resume in now. There are all kinds of jobs I would love to apply for. But on the bright side, there will be all kinds of jobs for me to apply to in a couple of months too. So no real big loss there. I was day (night?) dreaming at work this week... I have already mapped out the floor plan of our new place and half decorated it. Interesting..... I wonder if reality will be anything like my imagined world.

I went to Target today. I love Target. Not so much into the 11 dollar lithium battery I needed to buy, but really into Target. It will be fun once we move, getting all the little missing things... Like a dish rack, matching silverware, and possibly another bookshelf. Then there are all of the really beautiful coats that I am not buying. I tried on a few, but held back. Mostly because I am poor right now and that Chris thinks I have too many coats already.

Did I mention that my paycheck was eighteen hours short this week? Eighteen hours!!! That's two hunderd bucks!!! So now I have to go on vacation without any money because my job won't give me the missing money until the next pay check which will arrive right in the middle of my vacation. This sucks. I think I am really unhappy with work right now.

Anyway, before I become too negitive... I'm off to find something to eat. Yummy food will fix everything.

Tah.

work, work, work, work

In case you're wondering why this is being posted on a friday night instead of saturday, I have switched days. Now my week is back to back... Just the way I like it. With three day weekends. *grin*

I don't actually have much to say tonight. This week went by pretty quickly. I managed to go to the gym enough times I don't feel too bad, I made curtains for the front window (they are beautiful), and I just keep looking into this moving thing. I reall y want to tmove. I can feel it in my blood. I am having dreams about it. It's offically time to be somewhere else. Yah moving.

Wow. Is that really all I have to say?

Strange.

it keeps on getting better

Halloween is over, and you can tell. The stores have all switched to Christmas. Where did Thanksgiving go? Don't they thin kthat by the time x-mas actually rolls around we are all going to be sick and tired of the holiday if we start it before it's even Nov? Sheesh. I feel bad for Thanksgiving. I mean, sure it's not a big candy or present holiday, but it should at least have it's fair share of time in the stores. Maybe I will start a protest march... People for the ethical treatment of holidays. I mean really, you get time off for Thanksgiving and not for Halloween, so there should be a better system for store time, right?

So one of my big problems with moving is dealing with the weather in the rest of the world. Here it is, the first day of Nov and it's sunny and probably in the 70's outside. Absolutly beautiful. (of course since it never really made it to summer this year, I kinda expect this weather to last well into Dec) And I want to move to a place that has no sun for months on end. But change is good, right? Especially if it means I can work a day shift again.

Well, enough of my day after halloween rant. I'm getting tired of it, even if you aren't. So I am off to find some breakfast. Here is a good question, if I am eating more and going to the gym, how am I losing weight from eating less and swimming? It's a good thing that I am not a heath person.

Enough!

Tah.

So this is life

I just had an awful week of work. All three days were filled with screaming, tantruming, upset kids. Sometimes it really sucks being me. But I did make it through. I am still not broken, and life goes on, right. That all makes me stronger. (really. I beleive that.)

On another note, Chris and I have been talking about moving to Seattle. It's tons cheaper to live there, the housing market isn't crazy, and there is a better chance of us getting good jobs there. I'm actually getting more amped about it the more I think about it. It will be really hard leaving here though. I have been in SC for almost 10 years. Wow. No wonder I feel the need to move. Mind you, none of this will be happening for at least another few months. Chris needs to finish his contract and I need to finish mine... which puts us in the new year. But what a change it will make.

Tonight all the clocks change. That means my 9 hour shift changes into a 10 hr shift with no pay change. But that's OK since I got paid for an extra hour in the spring. This whole clocks changing this is really wierd. Who though of it anyway? Was it people who wanted to confuse everyone? How many people will be late for things tomorrow because of it? Chaos!!!!!!

I got myself 21 Jumpstreet from netflix. Hee, hee, hee. Four disks of a very young Johnny Depp. Life is good. I will have season 2 soon. Erin had never seen it before. I feel old.

Halloween is in two days. I love halloween. Candy and costumes, is there more to life?

And now, I have reached that time where I go and do work. Tah.

Sigh

It did post. He, he, he. Now I feel silly.

Ohhhh!

I just wrote out this really cool blog about my past week and the computer ate it. And Now I am mad enough that I don't want to write it again.

Another week

What can I say about this past week? It involved lots of sleeping, several trips to the gym, and the ordering of my halloween costume. Yes, you heard me, I ordered my costume instead of making it. You know why? I'm tired of making costumes right now... Except that I was sewing this morning. Hummm... Anyway, I am going to be the cutest Alice ever! I ordered the dress, but I also got a puffy underskirt and stripped socks. I love Halloween!

The gym is interesting. I like playing on the equipment. I kinda feel strong and stuff. Soon I will be able to leap tall buildings in a single bound, bend steel beams, and crush small countries with the power of my bi-cept. Ummm, the power!!!! *grin*

I went out to see Mirror-mask last night. It was very strange. I kinda liked it. Very comic book like. It will probably be the next labyrinth. Minus the David Bowie... Which is too bad.

I looked on the faire web site and there are more pictures of me!!! I am kinda like a camera hog, except I didn't know there were going to be pictures taken. And I guess I am just in the right places at the right time. Silly me. I am looking into doing Dicken's. I have a friend who does the corset modeling for one of the booths and I think it would be fun. So the weekend aftr next I am off to see what can be done. Hopefully I can do it in a small way so that I won't be forced to stay all day every day... Or perhaps I can get myself as a caroler. Which would be fun too. I love christmas carols.

On the job front. I haven't heard anything from the Christians. I don't think they want me. Oh well. I'll keep trying. But I did get my shift switched from sat nights to friday nights so that I can do all my working in a row and not miss as much of my time off. I think it's much better that way. Plus it means I get long weekends. Nice for me.

I just remembered I need to turn on the dishwasher, so tah.

blah, blah, blah

It's Saturday night. The last weekend of faire. Am I at any of the four parties I was invited to? Nope. I'm working like a good little monkey. I have given up duct tape clothing, top hats, cowboys and Indians and received bleaching the kitchen grout as my glorious parting gift. Next year, I am getting all six weekends off if it kills me. (Since I am dying a little inside from jealousy of everyone who is there.) Good planning. Really.

I have bleach in my nose.

This past week was eventful. We joined a gym. We even got a personal trainer who told us that we need to work out. (fancy that, at a gym) This is all very exciting. I am going to go on Monday and start my routine... Hey, I have a routine! Hee! This place even has a lap pool. Goodie for me!! I like to swim. Hopefully in a few months I will trim and slim, and have cool arm muscles, just like the trainer said. By the way it is hard to take him seriously because he looks an awful lot like Will.

Still waiting for a call about the second interview. But since they called me at seven last Sunday night, I am not too suprised. I just hope they give me enough time to compose myself. Ok, so I don't really need to compose as much as get an acceptable outfit for a panal of Christian interviewers. Geeze, I want this job.

Alright, I still need to clean the rec room, so... high-ho, high-ho it's back to work I go.

Tah

this week in space

The tests came back normal. This is kinda good, but kinda upsetting. Now I have problems and no answers... *sigh* Oh well, perhaps a new job will help. That's right kiddos! I had an interview on Monday morning for the volunteer coordinator at a christian charity organization. They liked me. I hope to have the second interview set up for next week. And the (now everyone cross your fingers) I can get the job. Wouldn't day shifts, with no cussing kids, and a bigger paycheck be worth driving over the hill?

Anyway, I need to go to bed now, shift just ended and all. So god night, err good morning, or something.

Jobs, work, and faire

I received a phone call from one of the companies that I sent my resume to. The guy who called left his name, not the comapny name, and his cell phone number. Kinda makes me feel like a call girl. Just what kind of jobs was I applying to anyway? I did call him back, by the way, but it was just after 5 and no one answered... but there was mention of.."if this is an emergency please call..." Which leads me to beleive that it is a work phone. Let's see what happens monday.

On friday morning one of the residents was really pushing my buttons. She made me remember just why I am looking for a new job. As well as today. I really don't want to be here right now. In fact, all I really want is to be in bed. But I have almost 24 hours before that will be come a reality.

Meanwhile at faire... this weekend is Baccus weekend. Which means there is a parade with maynades... I am one of them. So dressed in a blue poly sheet I walked my way down the streets of faire. Hummm... The more interesting part is tomorrow dad is supposed to come. So I can be grouchy, smelly, tired, and dressed in fugly polyester togas. wheeee! Only one more weekend to go. Next year I am taking the six weeks of faire off! It will be a pre-requesite to working at all.

Wednesday... again

I had fun at faire this weekend. In case you are wondering, yes, this is the cure for the pox...

Today the washing machine...

tomorrow the world!!!! Yes, the washing machine is hooked up. (not the dryer, mind you) I have clean clothes in my house. I also have a very real sence of deja-vu with the hanging of clothing all over the house to make it get dry. Seem like I've done it before... like in Peace Corps... but without the bucket. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.

We just got back from seeing Serenity. It was good. I kept hearing that they were never going to make the TV show again, and during the film I realized, if they kill off the whole crew then there will be no show... Brilliant!

But more exciting than that... on the way home a friend of mine hit a deer on the road. Which made a merry little chase of us then getting off the freeway and looking for her. But she checked out her car and then kept going... and the other cars in our little gravy train were just fine as well. A little bloodier, but fine. What a night.

I went to the doctor today. She took blood. It sucked. But now I have a little puncture wound on my elbow. How cute. But maybe now I will find out what is going on with all of the hair falling out and weight gain fun. She said " We'll take the tests and hope they come out positive" How many times has your doctor wanted the test to be positive? Ok, it's not as bad as all that, the problem is if it's not what she thinks it is now, there could be all kinds of strange things that might take forever to figure out, that it could be. Which means I would probably be bald before we figure it out. Not what I want. So here's to being broken.

Now it's time for bed.

Good night moon.

And you though it was over

The continuing saga of furniture week!!!!! We have now been offered more furniture by Chris's uncle. I think it's quite possible that we will never have to buy our own stuff. Do we really look that pathetic? Not that I mind! I love getting new stuff. Sooner or later though we are going to run out of room... Then what am I going to do? Perhaps get a bigger place?

I am currently fighting the battle of staying awake. But to help me along I have enlisted the aid of no-doze. Yah caffeine pills!!! They make you grow up big and strong. But being at work also helps that. I have done almost all of the night activities and it's only 1am. What am I supposed to do for the next seven hours??? Perhaps I will start writing the new American novel... or maybe I will just rifle through the cabinets in the office and find interesting stuff to look at. Hummm, old daily logs... Exciting. Then again, there is always Yahoo games. I just love Zuma!

We are in the fourth weekend of faire and I am still a happy little clam. I should have done this guild thing a long time ago. Tomorrow we are returning Lady Schefield's hanky covered in green gook, proclaiming it's pirate snot and that it is contagious... Did I mention we are also going to cover all the exposed skin on our bodies with green too? Yummy! I just hope I am not too tired to have fun with it.

Perhaps I should go and find out what is thunking in the dishwasher now. Whatever it is doesn't sound too healthy.

Tah

Yesterday

I did so much stuff yesterday, but it feels like I didn't do anything. I made appointments, picked up stuff, dropped people off at work, deposited stuff, went food shopping, called other people, got an oil change, washed my car, and yet... I still think I missed stuff. Oh well. I get another day off in a week.

We also had another plummer out to look at the gas line. We are one step closer to getting the dryer installed. That will be cool. Although I got fed up and put the washing machine together last night. So I should be anble to at least use half of it today. But Chris says that we have to wait until he gets a wrentch to tighten the spigots. Otherwise we might flood the laundry room. *sigh* I hate waiting.

Did you notice?

I didn't post anything this weekend? Following the logic of I post every time I am at work on the weekend, then... That's right, I didn't work this weekend. Well, at least at the house. I did faire and was a themed character. *sigh* It was so much fun. I really like doing this. I really was thinking that I was about done with faire until this year.

Anyway, I am excited about the new furniture. It looks so pretty. Who knew that a few little peices could make a house better. I also got a surprise phone call from dad. He hasn't called me in ages. It was interesting. And more importantly, my mother in laws birthday and my grandma's are the same!!! What a world.

Is this making sence today? I don't think it is. SO instead of keeping this up, I am off to get an oil change on my car... and by the way, I hit 140,000 miles this weekend!!! Go, little car, go.

Tah.

did you know...

Did you know that you can get blog comment spam? What is the offical word for that anyway?

Here it is nine in the morning, I am eating yellow curry and thinking about not going to my swimming class. Instead I am thinking that since I managed to mess up this mornings schedual by zoning out for about forty five min I should probably just go to bed. Apparently I am tired. And covered in green paint... I painted the laundry room last night. It was fun.

And now I am babbling.

Going to bed.

Now.

WEEK OF FURNITURE

(the title is much funnier if you think of it in an announcer voice, like at a wrestling match)
Anyway, tonight we are getting a washer/dryer set and on Saturday we are getting a sofa, recliner, an end table and coffee table. It's like house in a week or something. I'm so excited. And a whole lot more excited because we are only paying for the washer/dryer and not very much for those. No more Laundromat...*sigh* Just a little piece of heaven.

Now if I could only get those faire songs out of my head, life would be going along great. There is only so far you can go with... All around my hat I will wear a green willow/and all around my hat for twelve months and a day/If anyone should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it/It's all for my true love, who's far far away... stuck in your head. And why is it always the chorus and never the verses? But I digress. I had another fab weekend. Lots of singing, gigging, and basically being silly. My kind of silly. And next week I am Cordelia, and Chris is coming! Yah!

Now I need to get a little more sleep before the big furniture move.

Tah.

This morning

I had a truly awful morning. Two residents decided it would be fun to not follow directions and basically make me angry. Well it worked. And now I really need to get myself a new job. I'm well and truly over the one I have. I was so upset that I didn't really sleep today and now I am looking to a weekend of faire without sleep. Suck.

Anyway, I was just on the faire website and my picture is on the main page now. I look....silly, really. It's a good thing I like looking like a goof-ball. Otherwise I might be upset. I am looking forward to this weekend though. I am working on a fri night so I can camp... ah, the memories I have of tent city. I can't wait to freze my butt off at three in the morning looking for the closest, cleanest priv, the smell of two day old sweat from my garb, or the realization that once again, I have forgotten my pillow. Ah, the memories... *giggle*

More to come...

First weekend

My arm hurts... from carrying too much stuff.
My legs hurt... from ?
My back hurts... from wearing my bodice.
But that was the coolest weekend ever. I should have joined a guild years ago.

When

I came into work yesterday, I saw two members of the local coyote pack.

Then a little farther down I saw a deer. It's kinda cool that I live in a pretty good sized city that still supports that kind of wildlife. One of my favorite things about coming to this house to work is that you never know what kind of animals you will see on the drive in. I love it when the quail run across the road especially when they have babies.

I just realized it's sept 11th. Interesting how I didn't really think about it until just now even though I wrote down my schedule and my time card. Four years ago I was just about to leave for Peace Corps, and then we fell apart.

Hah!

Thought I forgot about this, didn't you! I'll show you....
Actually the internet has been down at home and so, I was forced to wait until I was at work again to write this. And it's all very well and good because I just had a wonderful day at faire! Yah faire! There is nothing quite like opening day. I have now been married three time (under different trees so it is OK) was interviewed for a newspaper (No, I didn't ask which one), made a great pun without knowing it (to a crier who then spread it around the shire), sang a lot, was told by the guild mistress that I was an asset to the group, had two cream puffs, was given a flower, and this was all in one day!!! I hope the rest of the run will be as good.

I also got my rollerblades today! I can't wait until I have time to try them out. So much stuff to do and so little time to do it in.

All I have to do now is keep my mind on work... which means I need to get my butt downstairs and do some laundry and perhaps even clean stuff... I just got so excited by internet that I skipped the working part and went right to the goofing off part. Perhaps I should stop that.

So good night, and I will be back, when the internet is on again.

Tah.

The week behind.

I just spent five min looking for tums. I know they are somewhere in this office, but hiding from me. This is what I get when I work at the house I am not used to. But I guess, if I am meant to have them, I will find them.

I doused my hair in lice solution again too. Not that I really had them, but I beleived I did and so I solved the problem by going pro-active. See, no little buggies hitching a ride on me. I don't suppose they were going to like the chlorene in the swimming pool either, but it doesn't help to be on top of the game a little.

As yes, the swimming pool... classes at Cabrillo started this last week. Swimming is hard again, but what do I expect after no actualt physical excersize in two months. *sigh* I will just have to work my big old butt off. My singing class looks interesting though. She already had us sing for the class alone. It was completely nerve racking, but she did pick a song I already knew which helped me feel a little better. My blood pressure might not survive this class.... Yikes! It's strange how I am totally secure singing with a group, down to two or three people, but put me by myself and I'm terrified. But I did OK. And it's only going to get better, right?

Tomorrow is dress rehersal for faire. I get to be myself all day. And it sounds liek I really am going to get to play two of the daughters. I did pretty well with Cordelia today. The first run through was great, the second, not so good. But passable. Now if I only had time to finish the costume that was supposed to be done for, well today now, I would feel better. But everyone understands that I am buisy. It will be done before next weekend and that is all that really matters.

I talked to Sandy yesterday and I might have convinced her to fly down for faire in Oct. And I got a guild to gate list her. I hope she makes it, it will be great fun.

Alright, here I am, just getting to work and already goofing off. I should really do some actual work before zoning... So tah!

When...

considering the smart things in life vs. the stupid, making appointments on days when I don't get enough sleep normally doesn't reank very high on the smart side. In fact it just makes me cranky and tired and not wanting to deal with the rest of the week. Too bad my work week just started. Happily, because I only work four day a week, I am at the half way point already.

Night.

Back at work

Here I am, back at work again. At least it's much quieter tonight... not like last week where I managed to mess up in the morning and look totally stupid. (Yah me!) Other than that, this weeks excitment included going to the circus, Chris's birthday, party last night, more rehersals at faire, another eye appointment (yah new contacts) and the realization that classes start at cabrillo on Monday.

The circus was so much fun! Chris went with me and there were people being shot out of cannons and llamas and clowns (I hate clowns) and dogs and elephants and tightrope walkers and lots of singing and dancing... basically pretty cool. And really I think to myself, why can't I be a circus performer? And then I think about todays dancing lesson and I remember why.

I love the new contacts. But I think the guy who works as the assistant at the doctors office doesn't like me. I had a very hard time getting the contacts out once they were in ( getting them in, no problem, thirty seconds, getting them out well, I was there for an hour) But I am getting better at it. I managed to get them out after only about five min today. Good for me. Now what is really funny is that most people have problems getting them in, not out. They assistant told me I had it backwards. I told him I had more problems squeezing my eyeball than touching it. Go figure. But I wore my contacts all day at faire and they only stung a little. At the very end, when my eyes were drying out from all the dust and my nose was having allergy issues with all of the burlap that was hanging around. Who knew that I would manage to get an allergy to burlap...sheesh! But it was a good day.

I also just got the fabric for the bodice I am making this year. I managed to put it in place today, but will need to pull out a seam before finishing it (I forgot to cut the lining fabric and basically screwed myself. Go me.) But I did have some good ribbon to trim it with and will show it to Molly tomorrow and see what she thinks before I continue. I also installed myself at the costume approval booth for a while and was completely in the way. It was fun. We debated the merits of plaid shirts and why there were inapproprate. I even managed to score a free soda. I win.

Alright, it is again time for everyone's favorite, bed checks. So good night and sleep well, I'll still be awake in the morning.

Things

I want a house.

The way

A good way to creep yourself out at night is to watch a show about ghosts right before you go to work being awake all night. That way you begin to imagine all kinds of things lurking just outside the windows and start seeing faces at the windows. A very pleasent way to freak yourself out, but effective in keeping oneself awake.

Today was fun. I had rehersals all day and was the 'slutty' sister, got to make fun of other cast members (in a good way), teased my old faire boss, got the go ahead on what to make the new Francis bodice out of, got a new shiney (in flur-de-lis style), had McDonald's, and got in a four hour nap before work. And happily, I get to do it all again tomorrow...well, except for the McDonald's and the new shiney. But hey, I am sure something will pop out of the wood work that will be just as cool. I was also asked to play with the new off shoot of the Constables guild, the Ladies afternoon spinning society, which is the group that sponsers me in the Maiden show! I now hove two guilds to play with, a booth master who wants me to work (even though I can't) and a character to play. I suppose I should come up with an approprate faire name... Good day.

The only bad thing that happened is a little negitive attitude form one of the girls at work. She is still awake now, and it is almost three hours after she should have been asleep. At least she is just listening to music and moving around now, not talking like she was earlier. It does make me hesitant to do my work though, I don't want to go downstairs and start cleaning until I know that she is really asleep. I don't want to file police reports. Not really my style.

It's good to have a day that isn't too stressful. On monday I am going to pick up my contacts. Hopefully I will be able to deal with these better than I dealt with the ones I had when I was little. (It didn't go very well, lots of crying and frustration) But at least I shall be able to see at faire this year! Cheers to that.

I haven't heard any noise from the back room for quite some time now, so maybe I can get on with my night... nope. Movement, again. Sheesh! I'm never going to get anything done at this rate. Perhaps I should go and do the dishes instead. Anyway, night.

Stuck on a ferris wheel

We went to the boardwalk. It was cool, literally. Actually it got really cold. It was also really fun. We went on the sky chairs and the bumper cars as well as the rollercoasters. Sometimes you need a little small town attractions. We also got stuck in the ferris wheel... yep, stuck. The thing broke down and so the guy was trying to fix it. Except that meant that we didn't get off it after our first ride. And let me tell you, I like ferris wheels, but I didn't want to be on there twice. Around, and around, and around.....blech!

On the positive, I've been watching ghost hunters on the sci-fi channel. It's pretty cool, and creapy especially when you watch it just before you go to work and then have to be up all night thinking about ghosts outside the black windows. *Grin* It's a good thing I have such an active imagination.

Alright, I need to find myself some dinner before I begin to feel icky. Later.

It's late

and I'm tired. I suppose I should have realized that by satying awake all day and getting a sunburn I was only setting myself up to feel crappy tonight. But it was a good day. The first day of workshops. It started a little too early though. And I am still miffed about the 152 being closed until sept, but the alturnate route is not bad at all, and we got there in about an hour anyway.

There were read throughs and costume approvals and I found a guild that is middle class and will allow me to gig with them even though I have several other commitments... I should have enough to do at faire that I won't feel bored and enough free time that I won't feel overwelmed. I was reading for Regan today and will again tomorrow, and next weekend I will be Goneril... ah, life is fun when you have parts. I think my favorite part of today was when I realized that people knew who I was and that I already had a group of friends waiting. It's nice to feel wanted.

Other than that... school satrts next week and I am the one who has to deal with the first few mornings of school. I am not looking forward to it. After three weeks of sleeping in and going to summer camps, I wouldn't want to get up either. But I might as well not borrow trouble. Who knows, maybe they will be so excited that they get up and go with out problems. (What a dreamer I am)

Well, I should probably find something to clean, or fix, or read, so good night.

Faire

I am the understudy for four different parts at faire this year... which means I basically have to memorize half of the women's parts and their blocking. The positive side is I get to try out different characters and will most likely get to play at least two of them as well as get paid to do nothing when all the actual characters are there. So I think I can work with this.

Anyway, I am off to work, and hopefully the migraine that is coming and going in my head will go.

Tah.

Laundry

Have you ever noticed how profetic you get when doing the laundry? I think of all kinds of things that I am supposed to be doing, like calling ym car insurence people, planning doctors appointments, and remembering to go shopping for things I always forget. Perhaps laundry is a memory instagator... a drug of remembering? Can I market it? Who knows?

By the way... I'm getting contacts!!!!!! (I'm a little excited)

Tah.

Home again, home again

Ok, so I have been gone for just about two weeks and so much has happened. I suppose I should start with the LA portion of it all.

Well, I was rear ended on the way down. I was so tired ( I worked the night before and hadn't been to bed in over 24 hours) and so upset as I got out of the car to look at the damage... By the way, I was at a stop sign, not moving at all, waiting for a clear space to go. She rammed into me, sigh. Anyway, I have two words for you... crumple zones. I don't have them, she did. My bumper now sports cheeky white streaks on it, hers is completely dented in on the side. I almost started laughing. I finally said that I really didn't care about it, my car has been hit there before and the deductible on my baby would just about be the whole cost for replacing the bumper. So she hugged me and said "God bless you" and we went our merry ways. The rest of the trip was super though. I went to the San Diego wild animal park and the beach. Nothing too taxing or hard. And the trip back up was uneventful.

I worked the night I came home from that, and the next morning Eva drove me to the airport and I was off to the wedding in the UP. I was so excited about the rental car, not a mustang :( but it was a snazzy car. Full of all kinds of gadgets that worked properly. So cool!!! It was great seeing all the relatives and hanging out at th wedding. Charz gave me a copy of my wedding video and I showed off my wedding pictures. The next day we (Will and I ) were off to the North Shore to visit the other side of the family who were vacationing there. They had a sweet cabin on the shores of lake Superior. I was even convinced to go swimming (freezing!!!!!!!) We had a bonfire and Will shot off fireworks and there was a thunder and lighting show. Beautiful.

My way home was a little strange though. I got begged off my flight (a family of four only needed one more seat to get everyone on the flight) by a flight attendant and ended up staying an extra night in MN. But I got a free hotel, travel to and from it, a free breakfast, and a free round trip ticket. So life ain't too bad. It did make me a little tired for that night at work, but no harm.

On Friday I went up to faire site and auditioned for the stage shows... Molly said she would email me and tell me what part I had today... but that hasn't happened so far and I am beginning to worry. Perhaps she thought better after my crappy audition yesterday (what do you expect after being awake for so long?) But I also managed to return a fixed sewing machine to Shannon and get about 14 hours of sleep.

But today... well, I ordered the jacket I have been eyeballing at the GAP and I got a perscription for contacts and I had really good pasta and I hung out with my man, and I finished Tylers faire garb, and well, I am just having a good day.

Now if only Molly would email me and tell me what is going on....

Hah!

The night before going on vacation one tends to think about important stuff... like, did I remember to pack everything, where did I put my cell phone recharger, and will I really need three pairs of shoes? One also thinks that instead of going to crash a friends birthday party, one should have stayed home and slept. But then again, I never claimed to be the smart on in the family. Although I think the best quote of the night came in the form of "the fog came out of my nose and into my eyes." (we were eating liquid ice breath mints...it's liquid, it's ice, it's both, now shut it)

This past week has been kinda difficult. I have not had much sleep and have been getting grouchy at almost everyone. But truthfully, the week before going on vacation is a hard week to deal with. So much planning and waiting, and not killing the people you work with. Yes, my temper has been getting a little close to the surface... But now I hope I can chill out a little.

I just bought the new Orson Scott Card book...Magic Street. I hope it's as good as the cover people say it is... But then again I have never been disappointed with a Card book. And besides, the last few books I have read were that Potter book, a continuation of a Jane Austin book, and a fictional history of a non-fictional Indian princess... so a little imaginative fiction will be good for me. Hopefully I can make this one last more than a day...I have 'really' been getting into books lately.

On the other hand I keep having dreams about my car. In the first one it was crashed into a pool of slush and I needed to get it towed out but was convinced thet it was still OK to drive, once it was dried out. And the other ties into my dreams about being back in high school, and someone had broken into my baby and trashed him (ripped out the seats and stole everything out of him) I think I am anxious about my car for some reason. Good to know I have something to obsess over.

Well, it's pushing 1am and I still haven't really started doing any house chores yet...I vaccummed and cleaned the kitchen, but still have lots to do, so I guess I should get off my lazy butt and do it.

tah!!

Oh, and by the way...I hate to say it but Harold and KUmar go to White Castle is actually a really funny movie.

Foggy summer mornings

Ooooh, I just had another ren faire dream. It's too segmented to make any sence out of though. I can say I was in dress rehersal for a show and I couldn't remember what I was supposed to be singing, and my garb was too big. Well, I guess that's better than too small, right?

I am currently watching huge blotches of fog sweep past my window. Sometimes I can see my neighbor, sometimes, I can't. I love it. It's wierd to think one of my favorite weather conditions is fog.

Alright, so I have rented a Ford Mustang for the MN adventure. I am so excited about this!!! I can't wait to drive it. Although I need to be careful, with a real car I will probably get cought speeding if I'm not. But A REAL CAR !!!!!! I'm thrilled.

I need to find myself some breakfast now... Later.

Bleach, Harry Potty, and Johnny

In my so very educated opinion, bleach is one of the best things ever made. Not only will it get rid of unsightly bathroom stains, the mold off ceilings, and blood out of whites clothes, but it also burns out the insides of your nose, makes your skin raw and red, and quite possibly gives you a headache. But it's wonderful stuff. It makes cleaning so much easier when you have a spray bottle of bleach water and a cup of clean water to throw at it in half an hour...doesn't even make scrubbing a necessity. Wow, I sound like a housewife. New topic!

Harry Potty...or Potter, depending on what time of day you are trying to say the name... For some reason I found myself at a bookstore at midnight looking at all the half asleep kids waiting in line with their anxious parents waiting for the book to come out. Interestingly enough, it seemed the parents were more excited. There was a great big gong and people dressed in cloaks and I am proud to say I was the very last person in line to get mine that night. Although I think I should also say that I have been lax in my reading of the book and am sadly only on chapter seven. (Oh, for shame!!!) But the night is still young (only 12:45a)

And last but never least on my mind, Johnny... Or should I say Willy Wonka. Fabo!!!!!! I laughed out loud in the theater. It was great. I never really liked the origional one and this one made me all giggly inside. I love how (if you haven't seen this stop reading) all of the oompa-loompas are the same guy and how the background of Wonka was addressed. So much fun! Everyone should see this movie a million times...Perhaps I will even (gasp) buy this one and not just order it on netflix.

The bleach level in my nose has reached a point where I can smell other things now, so I should probably go find myself something useful to do. Perhaps I will drink one of my many Dr. Peppers that get me through the night...or maybe I will check out what is hiding in the cupboards... I might even find some work to do. I still have logs to fill in and reports to read and most importantly, point sheets to total. I love my life.

Tah.

Wednesdays

suck.

In the morning

Apparently I am a morning person. Not a just woke up person, mind you. But a "I woke up at eight and got so much stuff done and now I still have half a day left to do more." kinda person. Just thought you should know.

I just watched the sun come up. It's kinda pretty, really; all pink and blue and white as the sky lightens and the stars sort of melt into the background. It's no wonder that people have made religions out of worshipping the sun. Totally valid, if you ask me. I am also well aware that in another three months, when it is no longer light outside at six in the morning, I will be upset. But for now, I'm loving the summer.

As for two more weeks, I was thinking about how in two weeks I will be leaving work for vacation instead of for home. Ok, so maybe home away from home? I am very ready to have a little vacation from my life. I definitely need some time off work. The pressure and stress is finally getting to me. Which is strange because I had two pretty good weeks followed by this week, which, sucked donkey balls. That's right, donkey balls. But the week is over, and maybe next week will be good again. Maybe.

I am still looking for a dress to wear to this wedding I am going to. I have done the mall thing twice, downtown, online, and my friends closets. Tomorrow I am going to try San Jose. If nothing else a good dose of 100 degree weather ought to clear my head. Who knew this dress would be so hard to find? I guess I could always take the advice I give the girls when they tell me they have nothing to wear... "I guess you'll have to go naked then."

The 4th

This year I finally celebrated the 4th in style. I think I managed almost every tradition possible... I walked in two parades (ren faire style), went to a BBQ, ate watermelon, and saw tons of fireworks. The only thing missing was the apple pie. Who would have guessed that celebrating would be so tiring?

The parades were great. I finally got off the may pole and was able to talk with the crowds. I screamed and yelled and acted like...a fool! Big shocker since that is what I normally do at faire. It's good to finally put my cheerleading talents to good use. I screamed until I had not voice and I jumped around until I was dizzy. And best of all I now have four free tickets to faire. Sweet!

I have to go to work again tonight. It doesn't really seem as if I had much of a weekend. I did too much to calm down or relax. But that's ok, I have vacation coming up in two weeks. *cheer* LA and Michigan, what a combo.

Again with the dreams

I just woke up and while this is fresh in my mind, here we go:
I was at faire. (Big shocker, right) But not one that I have ever really been too. There were three lanes of vendors and and only one stage. It was also set p to be in a city, so tall buildings with a cobble road. (I know it was truly strange when I heard someone shout out that there was a St. Paulie girl booth). Anyway, I was wearing my middle class dress but for some reason not wearing my partlet, sleeves, or socks. (hummmm) I was watching a show and it involved floating sea animals that I was trying to steal because my leader wanted me too. And the Queen wanted me to as well. The show involved flooding the auditorium with water and it was all so the brew master could get his wife pregnant, but she already was and we all knew it. So when we were all walking out I was challenged by the constables about something... Possibly stealing the necklace I was wearing (I remember it being stolen, just not actually stealing it) We fought and I won. The sheriff was so impressed he made me a constable. So then I was out walking the streets and decided to check out the last lane that I had not gone down before. But before I went down it I had to go out of the Faire and back in. The guards at the gate were about to not let me in, but then saw the necklace and were started discussing how I was important but not really dressed, but they did let me in. I was then taken to some other nobles who started discussing me as well. They remembered my face, but not why I had been given the necklace and that was when I realized that I was really a thief and needed to be careful. About that time another noble shows up and starts arguing that he is my husband and that I really was who I said I was (Although I never said who I was) He sent me home to finish getting dressed saying that I had left the house sleep walking. I was on my way back to my booth, trying to figure out how to get a partlet on without help because of the back lacing bodice I was wearing when I heard the call for the St. Paulie girl and woke up.

I can't wait for faire to start.

Dreams

Have you ever woken up and then remembered you were dreaming, but not what about? I keep getting flashes of what it might have been but nothing clear enough to actually remember. So strange.

But not quite as strange as waking up to your neighbor child pounding on a wall and screaming "let me out". Since I heard other people around I'm not too worried, but it was still not what I expected. And, truthfully, rather disterbing.

Perhaps that was a dream too. If so, I need to stop dreaming, it's too strange.

and on, and on, and on...

I just got back from Bewitched. I liked it, no matter what anyone says. It's cute and funny and well, I like Nicole Kidman. So there. And that is all I have to say about that. Well, actually I have lots more to say about it, but I'm not going to because I don't want to spoil the movie for other people.

What else is going on? Well, I just decided to visit King Tut in LA and then come home for about 24 hours before flying off to the U.P. Brilliant, I know. I especially likr the part where I am going to work for 11 of those hours and probably not sleep much for a few days. My life just keeps getting better and better. But I am doing it to myself and these are things I want to do. So humm, humm, humm!

Better than that I just got the last three Girl Genius comics. So wonderful.... Slightly victorian mad scientists in a alturnate timeline... plus, the main character looks an awful lot like me. (Plus she is often found working in her lab in her adorable victorian undies....) *Sigh* I need to meet more mad scientists. Not the" blow up the world and re-make it in my own image" kind; The "world needs to be a better place and it's my responsibility to make it that way" kind. It doesn't hurt if they are cute too. With lots of pets... and a castle...and cool costumes... yah............

Alright, enough of that. I'm going to work. It's wednesday night, that means I get to clean the laundry room.....

In the middle of the night

I went and got myself a tattoo today. And guess what, it hurt...a lot. Keeping in mind that I happen to be a big baby when it comes to pain that I inflict upon myself, this should be no big shock to anyone. If you're wondering, it is a little bunny on my ankle. Very cute. I'm kinda proud of myself.

I also got the courage to sign up for auditions for faire today. But to tell you the truth, even if I don't get a named part I already know I am going to be a Maiden and will most likely still end up in the pagent show. So no big loss for me either way, right? Now if only I could think up a good monologue... perhaps I will fall back on Shakespear. (Just like everyone else) *grin*

Right now I am at work. Obviously work really hard too... I should go check the house in a moment to make sure all the windows are closed and the doors are locked. Or perhaps start the laundry, or maybe even do a room check. Now that sounds like fun... where is that flashlight?

Tah!

Humm, not exactily the picture I thought I was posting, but fun all the same. Perhaps I should look into what I am doing a little more before doing it.

In case you are wondering, this is my wedding. I can't think of anything witty to say about it... but it's not bad for my first photo.

1st try

Hummmm, blank page....

What ever will I fill it with...

Perhaps the reason I have gotten up so frekin early on a Sat morning. I was dreaming about being held at gun point. But only sort of. I kept trying to talk to the gun man. I suppose I should explaine a little more... It was one of those English/Russian dreams where everyone seems to shift from each language. So even though I knew we were in Ukraine, everyone understood English sort of. (Well, it was a DREAM !!) And I did end up beating this guy up just about the time the police arrived. So much for thinking the dream had something to do with me being vunerable, eh?

So now anyone reading this, and I'm sure no one is so it's kinda like talking to myself, is wondering if I am totally crazy. Well, I probably am. So there. I never would have figured myself for the kind who would stand in public places shouting out things just to make sure people know I'm alive... but hey. There is a first time for everything, right?

And now a selfish litle moment of my time... I'm getting another tattoo today. It's been a few years and I haven't done any major body modification in a while. I am a little scared though. Yes, I am a big baby when it comes to pain. I know I will love it later though.