February 8, 2010
I’ve decided to prioritize my days in a different way. I am not accomplishing as much as I thought I would this year so something has to change. I have lost 11 of the 50 lbs I wanted to lose but that is mainly because I had a three day bout with the flu that left me weak and thinner. I don’t recommend that as a diet plan. I haven’t read any books or finished any projects. I have cleaned up an awful wood mess behind my house that mr. husband created.
I have lots of excuses as to why I am getting less and less productive. None all that great. Most not good at all. I think I’ll go read my Resolutions for this year and get back on track.
February 1, 2010
I won’t lie to you, it’s one of the funniest and most thought provoking films I’ve seen in a long time. Co-written by the co-creator of “The Office”.
January 24, 2010
Once again, my son is Athlete of the Month at his school. He has led his team in scoring in the past 5 games. He is a solid, consistent player who never gets riled and is always encouraging to his teammates. He gets great grades and is, overall, a really nice kid.
He didn’t play basketball on a team until his freshman year and now, his junior year, he is a starter on varsity. The kid takes after his mother, for sure!
January 23, 2010
I needed a new lamp for my room but I wanted something unique so when my mom was going to send a portable lamp post to the goodwill, I snatched it up. A little tricky rewire to replace the light sensor with a regular switch and it now sits next to my bed.
Now, I just need a magical wardrobe hand carved and fashioned from apple wood so I can escape to another world and maybe even be queen.
January 22, 2010
My third grandson, Stone.
January 21, 2010
She cried. I guessed. She cried some more.
I found this on my desktop.
Sometime in September I will have a new grandbaby – my fourth. Am I excited about a new little one? You betcha! Am I excited about the challenges she and her 17 year old fiancé face? Not so much. She likes to learn the hard way. He’s a great kid and treats her like she’s a goddess. So, do I need to emphasize the “kid” part of that statement?
Words I used most often in response to the entire situation:
- stupid
- idiot
- not so smart
- job
- money
- apartment
- short-sited
- work
- responsibility
I don’t know why but this made me want to travel.
January 20, 2010
I bought a wood furnace last fall. Before it was delivered to the store, it was dropped. Then it was back-ordered, then it was finally delivered so it could sit for a month in my basement before it was “sort of” hooked up (installed) in my furnace room.
It blows hot air so much harder and so much hotter than the little one we had that we are now faced with actually having to run some duct work so the basement isn’t constantly at 85 degrees. I’m not doing it so I’m probably going to have to wait until next year to see that done. Meanwhile, the house is warmer than ever and I am stuffing that wood furnace only a couple times a day.
January 19, 2010
Every time I think I am getting ahead or mastering life somehow, I seem to get knocked back and shaken up just enough to feel like a total loser. I feel totally hopeless for awhile, then I get over it. I get up again sometimes learning something from it, sometimes not. This week was filled with bad news and my kids really got me down. I’m still in the hopeless stage.
In the midst of it my sister sent me this photo and suggested I build something similar for all my kids who keep coming home to live. As if I didn’t feel white trash enough.
January 14, 2010
If I could I would keep all my money in a ceramic orange pig with cream colored polka dots. I would fill it up, then send it to someone who would use it to feed the hungry, then I would buy a different one and begin to fill that, too. If I could I would never go in a “real” bank again.
I dislike banks, avoiding them like elevators, oceans and the smell of Brut aftershave, all of which leave me slightly unnerved. I once went 7 years without stepping foot inside one, then another three, then two. I used an ATM machine once almost 10 years ago, then twice last year before Christmas. I will probably not use one again for years. I don’t like banks and I don’t know why. I suppose I could spend hundreds of hours in therapy. I could talk about how all my phobias and the traumatic events that caused them. I could spend so much money trying to discern why I didn’t like banks that I would have no more need of a bank. Or I could just accept it as a part of my quirkiness and avoid them. It’s worked so far…
January 13, 2010
I couldn’t find a calendar big enough so I grabbed some old 23” x 35” pieces of parchment paper from the storage room, plugged in Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs to watch while I worked and set about making my own calendar. I have January – June finished.
