Crash

Why am I suddenly so deeply tired? I think it is just my emotional crash happening. I'll feel better tomorrow I'll bet.

Not-So-Sweet Emotion

I am feeling a little odd. When I was with Master Swordsman the other day, we did, um, this thing, that I hadn't done before. It was actually a rather intense time that we had and I may be having a little trouble finding the right amount of disconnect from the whole thing. I do these things I do with all the best intentions and all clarity in my mind about meanings (or lack thereof) Sometimes, though, I just sort of fall into despair over my own moments of neediness. Right now, I am just passing through some...barrier or something. It will disappear and probably soon. Then, I'll regain perspective. Meantime, I just felt the need to put into words (or things resembling words) what I am feeling. Thanks for listening, so to speak.

Reading is Fuuuunnnndamental!

Hey all y'all. What, you might ask, have I been reading lately? Over Thanksgiving break I read through what I had gotten here. In a pinch, I decided to reread Stones for Ibarra. A lovely little gem of a book. I've been meaning to read further in the Doerr collection, but haven't as of yet.
Yesterday I brought home The Amateur Marriage by one of my very favorite authors. I actually have read it before, but not as many times as I've read her earlier works...so it still has plenty of play :-)
Have I anything else of interest to post? Not at the moment...but you'll be the first to know!

What Kind of Frog Am I?

Do I care? Apparently so...



Believed to have been brought to America as stow-aways on banana boats, Cuban Tree Frogs are the largest tree frogs in North America. They are notorious for cannibalism...if there are other species of frogs in the tank, or even specimens of the same species, they have been known to feast on their neighbors!

What kind of Frog are you?

Ugh

D.R. stopped in here to get a link and felt compelled to read, which ended up making him feel hurt all over again. If you ever read this again D.R. ...I'M SORRY! But I'm pretty sure we decided he wasn't going to read here for both of our sakes. He makes me feel guilty and I while I don't blame him, I just don't need it...can't bear it! The relationships that I hint at here are supposed to be all about making me feel GOOD. And they do. Except when I feel bad.

Mr. Kot-TER!

Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back. I am back and thus, you are too...right? Hello? At any rate, here I am after a nice four day weekend. I am feeling somewhat refreshed. Thanksgiving was a very nice event at my x-bro-in-law's house. His girlfriend isn't too friendly, but she puts out a heck of a spread :-) We ended up traveling in three different cars, but at least all the kids showed up this year, at least for a while.
The rest of the weekend was not quite as filled with downtime as I would have liked, but at least I wasn't at WORK work.
This morning I left the house a little early because I need to have a word or two with Master Swordsman. Lets just say the word of the day is "Trust". Incredible what trust can do for you and others you associate with.
Hey, I think I will write again later on today with more stuff. I just wanted to check in and put a few words out there. Gobble Gobble!

What Kind of Pie Am I? Is this a dirty joke?

You Are Apple Pie

You're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional Those who like you crave security

What Kind of Pie Are You?

Sometimes Work Saves My Life

This was one of my days to come into work at noon...and let me tell you, my morning was pretty much one giant pain in the a$$. Got into a huge fight over the phone with WTG. That is by far his prefered method of fighting. At any rate, I was feeling bad in general and feeling bad about myself specifically. When I came to work though, kindness and humor saved me. For some reason, when I came in today, I ran into four different families from my storytimes past and present. Through some lovely coincidence they each told me how much they appreciated my work and how much the kids enjoyed their time with me. I have to say that it just made me feel so great to be appreciated like that. Isn't that something everyone needs? To feel like what they do has value?
Then, as a capper, Milly came by the desk and told me a story, complete with visuals that had me laughing until tears came to my eyes. Man, I needed a good laugh!
So, yes, sometimes work saves my life...or at least saves the feeling that life is worth living :-)

Joaquin, I Love You!

This Thursday is Thanksgiving! Th-th-th-thank you! My children have only two days of school, I have only three days of work. Four days off in a row is sounding real nice right about now. I do have internet withdrawals at home...other than that, I can definitely use the time off. It is an unusually quiet Monday evening, so I'll just have to kill some time reading other people's blogs I guess. I have found some fun things just "next blog"-ing.
I need to creep over to the adult area of the building and see if I can't find a book or two to take me through the long weekend. I feel so lucky to have all these books right here! I'm completely sincere when I say this. Lucky, lucky, lucky.
That will be on my "things I'm thankful for list"...which I have pretty much shared here already at a point or two :-)
Oh, hey! I went to the movies yesteday and saw Walk the Line. I have to say that Joaquin Phoenix was incredibly sexy playing Johnny Cash. Reese Witherspoon was fabulous and beautiful as June Carter, waiting for her man to get it together. Like the recent Ray Charles biopic, it focuses on just a portion of this artist's life...but it is just the right portion...just the right framework for the whole big picture.

She's Gotta Have It

Something to read, of course.
I went with something extremely frothy, but it looks quite adorable. It is called Love@First Site.
You probably wouldn't know it about me, but I actually am very fond of romance. I'm not a ho, but I play one on television. heh heh heh....eh....

Words & Me

I am a sucker for words. Books, a good letter, someone who can string a sentence together. See, I have been more or less avoiding the Swordsman/Poet, because he is sort of...intimidating. I finally spoke with him honestly, telling him of my concerns and the things that were potentially worrisome about our friendship. He responded in the most lovely way, saying all the right things. Don't get me wrong...I do realize that words are just words. However, when we spoke I remembered, again, why I feel drawn to him. Right now, I just want to get through the Thanksgiving weekend in one piece and then we will see what happens next.

Speaking of words...I need to find a book to take home for the weekend. I think maybe something sort of light and fun for now. I'm too tired to concentrate hard. I'll have to look around a bit and see what tickles me fancy.

Once Again, Loving Love

You're a Romantic Kisser

For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Because Right Now, I Am Loving Love

Your Heart Is Pink

In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't. Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time. Your flirting style: Coy Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant What you bring to relationships: Romance

What Color Heart Do You Have?

Days of Our Lives

My day so far:
-Up and at 'em morning routine (this morning it involved stopping fisticuffs between my daughter and youngest son - woo hoo!
-Arrive at work and see what the day looks like (crying is not an option!)
-Desk time, desk time, desk time.
-Lunch! Milly and LeRoy's, you rock the hizouse.
-Blog! Email!
Coming up next:
-Desk time with the teeming masses
-Pumpkin Pie Social Event (good thing I'm so full...not a fan of the pumpkin pie)
-Desk time with the reeming asses...or something like that
-Home to put out the fires
-Eat dinner, clean up
-TV, homework, TV
-Read until losing consciousness.

Just wanted to remind you all of what you are missing out on by not being me!
You gotta laugh, because it is either that or crying hysterically. Sometimes that is actually prefered, but for now...laugh.

What Rejected Crayon Color Am I?

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

This is based on the color of my underwear! Hint: They are not Tin Man's Johnson Silver...but most Johnson sporting creatures like this color underwear on women...

Feel the Love

This could be a day like any other, but it is not. Thanks to an exhausting, exhilarating meeting between members of Team C I get the gift of feeling blissed out for at least the rest of the day. I take back what I said about not getting love in my life. I get it when I am with Team C and it means the world to me.

By The Way...

Team C is ON for tomorrow! Yes!!! I am so happy. Can't think of anything I want more right now.

The Movie of the Story of My Life

The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick

You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times. Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness! Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

The Queen

I am so just trying to get through my life with as little conflict as possible. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I am the Queen of Non-Confrontation. D.R. confronted me yesterday about the contents of my blog...and now I can say anything I want as he won't be wandering in anymore. I'm hurt that he doesn't want to know what is really going on in my life, but I also understand that my veiled (ha!) references to any sort of, ummm...physical outlet for my frustrations, made him feel sad and uncomfortable. Whatever.
To anyone who is reading, I thank you. Blogging is sort of private, like writing in a diary, but has that added kick that people may or may not be reading your thoughts. For me, it helps me feel connected to the world outside of myself to think that occasionally random strangers might wander across my blog and read an entry or two before getting bored and moving on. Plus, there are a couple of people who know me and may read here...and THEY don't seem bothered by anything I say here...so, that is good...because I am the Queen of Non-Confrontation.

Purple Reign

Your Blog Should Be Purple

You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything. You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey. You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.

What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?

Reading Fool

Or, perhaps that would just be "Fool". In any event the reading is going fine. I finished Love, Work, Children and am now tempted to go ahead and try the first one...but not just yet. Actually, I also just finished Gideon Defoe's second book The Pirates! In an Adventure with Ahab. I want Gideon to be my own funny friend :-)
I just picked up The Other Shulman. I am anticipating humor and a bit of heartbreak...we shall see.

Happy Birthday, D.R. You deserve the best.

Lust in My Heart

The Master Swordsman seems to be wearing me down. Well, no...not wearing me down. More like winding me up. He just sent me another poem...but it is absolutely too, um, explicit to go here. Is there anything better than lust? I mean, besides love, which isn't on the menu for me these days. If the big Chef upstairs decided I deserved to have that served to me again someday, I would absolutely prefer the deep deliciousness of genuine love. Seems unlikely, though, at least for now...so I'll be nourishing myself with lust.

What Kind of Paint Am I?

I am Utrecht "Cadmium Orange" acrylic (2 oz tube) The wall is my easel.

Which house paint are you?

I can't help my compulsion to take these wacky quizzes. Help me help myself.

Meal Fit For a King

Ah, another magnificent lunch at LeRoys with the Millster. I had the bacon/cheddar omelet with tots. Milly had brain meatloaf. We both had plenty to bring back to work with us.

I spoke to Master Swordsman on the phone today and happily all is well there. Talk about your intense personalities. *whew*

Oh! I keep forgetting to put in my blog two more movies that you might want to check out for a diversion. Last Friday morning I saw Shop Girl with my lovah, Steve Martin. Also starring Claire Danes and the cute Jason Schwartzman, this movie is a sweet little treat that might make you believe in love, once again :-)
Sunday, I saw The Dying Gaul. Awesomly cast with Campbell Scott, Patricia Clarkson, and Peter Sarsgaard. Very...dramatic, but real.

Okay, off to a staff meeting. An hour of my life that I'll never get back....

All the Kids Are Doin' It....

Your Icecream Flavour is...Chocolate!

You are the all time favorite, chocolate! Turning white kids black since the 1800s. Staining carpets, car seats, and bed sheets for centuries. One thing is for sure, you will never go out of style. You can't go wrong with chocolate!

What is your Icecream Flavour?

Find out at Go Quiz

Arrested Development

Arrested Development is the best show ever. I can't state this strongly enough. The jokes are silly, clever, visual, subtle, nasty, cerebral...you name it, they got it. Every time I watch it I feel grateful that someone in the television biz gets it!

"Do you want a man or a boy? I know what my answer would be!" -Tobias Funke

I Can Fix Things

Salvaging the day...I've sort of mended fences re my missed meeting this morning. I put in a work order for the phone line and got a dental appointment for my son. So, at least I have done what I can to make things better.
D.R. is getting his flirt on with another...gotta be cool with that because that is how it is with us. What is my choice but to look at that as another positive?

Nightmarish Day

If it could go wrong today, it has. And the day isn't even half over. Woke up tired. WTG wouldn't get out of the house this morning so I missed an important meeting. It wasn't something I wanted to discuss with him, so it was easier just to go about my regular routine. Now, someone is totally pissed at me...with good reason. My home phone is out of order. My oldest son is having problems with his wisdom teeth. It is not horrible stuff. It just seems like a bunch at once. I'll try to write some more positive stuff later on today. Hopefully, since there is such a long bit of day left to get through, something good will happen...

Connections

I made at least one connection that needed to be made today vis-a-vis my wicked telephone. I spoke to that Poet and reintroduced him to the idea of moderation and...shall we say...reality. He's more a fantasy fan, though. Different strokes for different folks, as Sly Stone would sing it :-)

Last night WTG and I went out to the Improv together to see Bob Saget. His act wasn't unfamiliar to me. He does the whole riffing on his image thing...Full House, America's Most F'ed Up Home Videos, his ex-wife, his daughters...Not the most hilarious guy ever, but there is something about him that is very appealing for some reason. Also, it was fun to go out somewhere like a grown up. WTG was on good behavior and paid for dinner and the club. I have learned that detente never lasts long with us, but even a temporary cease fire can be a relief.

I did solve Thursday's problem, to some degree, but that is only because I am an expert in the Fine Art of Pleasing L.B. Sad, but true.

Missed Connections Day

Today is the day of just missed connections. The phone does not seem to be my friend today. Or, more rightly, I have not been a friend to the phone. Somehow I seem to have stepped away from my desk at all the wrong moments, leaving me with the lesser pleasure of the message, when the conversation was what was needed. On top of all that, I am feeling very....uh, can I just say it? Horny. Not a huge fan of that word, but it works, you know?

Okay, okay...put my mind on other things and the body will follow obediently, right? I can tell you what I'm reading now. It is Love, Work, Children. Apparently it is the second title in a planned trilogy. I haven't read the first...and so far am feeling no ill effects. Unless...do you think? Maybe I'm being punished for reading the second before the first with this case of raging libido! The world is a strange and mysterious place.

What is My Pirate Name?

My pirate name is:

Iron Mary Flint

A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.

Now I feel better, because this is a cool name! Aaarrgghhh! Will I subject you to anymore pirate shenanigans? Not today...

What Kind of Pirate Am I?

Okay, so you're good with treasure, but that's not really enough to call yourself a pirate. You commandeer a ship, not buy one. You force your crew to sign a pledge of allegance, you don't pay them off. Just because you're a rich plantation owner having a mid-life crisis, doesn't mean you can suddenly go rogue pirate and expect people to take you seriously. Being a pirate is about being a smelly, nasty, evil, bloodthirsty, horny bastard. You just don't make the grade. You're the equivilant of a Pirate Nerd!


Link: The What Kind of PIRATE Are You Test

Of course I am heartbroken! Geez, harsh! I thought I was such a rogue! haha :-)

Dilemma

Okay. Say you are used to doing things a certain way...and it really works for you. It is comfortable for you, right? Okay. Now say that someone asks you to do something different. It is a different way to get to something that you want. Not necessarily bad different, but different enough that you are discomfited by the thought of it. Would you do it? Okay...that is way too vague, right? Drat.

So?

Did you all have a good Halloween? Mine was a-okay. The work day passed quickly and was quiet. I got off a bit early and went home for trick or treating with my little guy. He was the cutest thing ever in his little businessman suit. He had planned to be an army guy, but the recent acquisition of a sports coat at the thrift store sent that plan packing. I was, of course, still a pirate. We went around our little neighborhood, just he and I, and collected a ginormous amount of can-day. When I went to pick up my daughter from her friend's house, she was lugging a huge bag of candy too! We can all stay on a perpetual sugar high for at least the next couple of months...so life is good.