Archive for August, 2005


Saturday, August 27th, 2005

We’re out of here for 11 days of fun in the sun and surf. (Hopefully – Katrina needs to stay away!) Virginia Beach, here we come!

We’ll be staying here for the first 7 days and then we move over to here for the last 3 nights.

I had so much preparing to do between work and personal stuff, that I’m still wound way tight – I’m thinking it’ll take a couple of days for me to unwind and really begin to relax. I meditated this morning, focusing on the word “relax” – hopefully it will help, otherwise I’m going to drive my family nuts! (More nuts than usual. Heh.)

Expect tons of pictures when we get back!

Dear Alcohol,

Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005

First & foremost, let me tell you that I’m a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you’re even around in the holidays, hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we’re stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I’ve been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:

1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?

2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries)? I’m an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

3. Clumsiness: Unless you’re subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It’s completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening’s debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities. Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You’ve been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don’t know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you,

Your biggest fan

1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon

1. Specificity
2. British Constitution
3. Passive-aggressive disorder

1. Thanks, but I don’t want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you’re not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn’t it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn’t. No one wants to hear me sing.

I got this from a friend in email – I thought it was cute.

Random Stuff

Friday, August 19th, 2005

I almost forgot how to get here to make an entry. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but still. It goes to show how not into blogging I am.

I feel like I say everything I have to say on the message boards I go to… but then I realize not everyone who would read here posts on those boards. Man, this is thrilling to read, isn’t it?

I’ve been trying to take it easy this week compared to what it’s been like for me lately… I practically had a breakdown last week and so I knew this week had to be different. Hiring someone to help me at work probably has a lot to do with me feeling like I can breathe now, too. Especially since my life seems to be consumed by work these days. I never understood how Rob could work all day and then come home and do more work at night, but now I find myself doing the same thing… and if not actually working, at least thinking about work, researching stuff for work, talking about work. I guess that would be all good if I didn’t have a life, but I just so happen to have one of those, too.

I was overwhelmed with such a sense of gratitude for my life and all that is in it on Thursday. It made me realize that even though things can get overwhelming at times, the things that are overwhelming are all primarily good – my life is so full with friends and family and love, it’s amazing. What else is amazing is how I can take that goodness and turn it into a negative thing without realizing it.

So tonight I’m just sitting around, chillin’, listening to iTunes on shuffle, hanging out online and doing some laundry. I need nights like this. You know what I noticed, if I just let the songs come up randomly, I will listen to just about any song that comes on, but if one starts to get on my nerves, I hit the next button. Once I start hitting that next button, it’s like a compulsion. I can’t stop. It’s “next”, “next”, “next” on songs that I would have probably happily listened to if I wasn’t in the iTunes window. Anyway. Random observation there. What are some of your favorite songs right now? Mine are Greenday’s “Wake Me Up When September Ends” and Audioslave’s “Doesn’t Remind Me”.

Here’s a secret confession – I want to be a singer in a rock n roll band. Seriously.

Signing off – I’m going to go read either Bono in Conversation with Michka Assayas or My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult. Both are very good, but completely different. I just love me some Bono; he’s such an intriguing character.

Here I am

Saturday, August 6th, 2005

So I hate Xanga, but just don’t have the time to set up a blog on my own domain right now, so I’m going to try Blogger. I hate that I don’t have time to make everything *exactly* the way I want it, but I guess I’ll get over it – or make the time eventually.

I’m having a pretty good summer so far – it would be far better if I could spend more of it poolside. We’re headed to Virginia Beach at the end of the month and I am absolutely out of my mind with excitement about that.

The kids have been having a great time at camp. They’re going to a Christian farm camp and it has been one of the best things we’ve ever done for them. This camp was a little more expensive than we’re used to paying, but it was worth every penny. I’m sad for them that it’s winding down and school will be starting in a month. This week is the last week there for Connor; next week he’s going to a Rock ‘N Roll Boot Camp thing which he’s excited about.

Work has been crazy busy. Just totally insane. I like the busyness, though, it’s good for me and I’m playing an integral role in a major product roll-out which feels nice. I’m still busy with program stuff, too – I celebrated 3 years of abstinence from compulsive overeating and sobriety in April. And I’m still losing weight – just a lot slower these days – I’m down a total of 106 pounds. Amazing. In a lot of ways I can’t believe I was ever that big. It just doesn’t even feel like I am that person. I guess I am no longer that same person, which is a good thing.

Okay, I think I’m going to go watch Stuart Saves His Family. I just finished reading the book, which cracked me up, and I’m told the movie is just as funny.