Dear San Francisco,
I keep dreaming about you.
I dream that I'm walking around and know exactly where I am and how to get to where I'm going. I dream that I'm in a sailboat, navigating the choppy waters in the bay. I'm drinking your delicious freshly squeezed orange juice and enjoying your beautiful weather.
You had me at "hello" San Francisco.
So I've decided I'm moving to be with you. Just as soon as I can afford this house:
Heart,
Aunt Bee
I gave up pop for Lent.
I'm not Catholic, but Lent was something my mom always had us observe. And I've just kinda kept doing it.
So I gave up pop this year. Unfortunately, the Lent season crept up on me. All of the sudden it was Mardi Gras and I hadn't weaned myself off the juice. So I was a little afraid on Wednesday.
But at the end of the day I was feeling pretty good. I was tired, but that's because watching Evan wears a person out.
And then I woke up this morning. With the most incredibly horrible headache I've ever had.
I don't think it was a migraine. Or maybe it was. I just know that I could barely get out of bed.
I managed to make it to the medicine cabinet and swallowed a couple of Tylenol PM. So I was pretty much knocked out the whole day.
I woke up to seeing this on Ellen. I kinda thought maybe I was hallucinating the awesomeness.
This all came a bit out of the blue, but I suddenly have a new position at work.
I found out yesterday. It's not really a big deal. No raise (they're frozen) and it's not really a promotion. It's just something different.
Less stress and new things to learn. I'm ready for the challenge.
I just can't figure out why I have this weird feeling. I can't quite place it. I really wish I was more in tune with my emotions!
Also making yesterday cool, my Girl Scouts cookies came in.
This morning, I was flipping through channels and ended up on Moving Up.
I don't watch the show regularly but enjoy it when I happen to catch it. The premise is such:
Family A is moving up in the world and upgrading their home. They bought from Family B. Family B is also moving up and bought their house from Family C.
The families move in. They remodel everything. Family B comes back to see what Family A has done to the home. Family C comes back to take a look at how different their old home looks, thanks to Family B.
The cameras film everything.
It doesn't sound so exciting when I explain it, but I enjoy it for a couple of different reasons: 1. The claws are always out.
It seems like the people always have completely different tastes. You'd think that people would be happy about moving up and to the homes of their dreams. You'd think they'd understand that this house is no longer theirs and what the new owner does is fine. Especially since they're doing the same thing to their new home.
You'd think wrong! There is shock and lots of horror. Usually some tears. A ton of nasty comments.
2. Doug Wilson
The host of the show has interesting comments of his own.
Today, Doug was with Family A in their new kitchen before Family B moved out. The kitchen was full of ceramic roosters.
"I don't know what it is about cocks," Doug said. "But the lady of the house seems to love them!
I made a career decision driving by the hospital at seven this morning. I want to be a helicopter pilot.
So if anyone has a helicopter I can borrow . . .
I'm getting my hair did tomorrow. I will pay more than the $4.99 BJ paid for this haircut.
You get what you pay for.
"That was fun!"
"Yeah!"
"And we don't even smell smokey!"
"No!"
Fifteen minutes later . . .
"No you're wrong. We totally smell smokey."
"Yeah."
I hung out at BJ & Doll's last night rocking the house on the Rock Band drumset.
Doll and I watched Step Brothers and I finally made my way home at midnight. I realized I didn't have my phone and figured I left it. I wasn't going to go back for it so late. I assured myself my world wouldn't end without a phone and tried to relax. I finally fell asleep reading.
This morning, I woke up at 7:38 and was worried I was late for work. Then I remembered it's a holiday and decided to go back to bed.
I figured I'd sleep for an hour or so and then start my day.
And then I woke up at 11:30. It was glorious! I haven't slept so well in a long time!
I had dreams of riding my old ten-speed around Wichita. The day was beautiful and everyone was friendly and thought my bike was kickass. I even had a basket! It was just lovely!
And I think this satisfying sleep session is all a result of not having my phone making noises all night. So maybe I'll turn it off at night.
Okay of course that's not going to happen. I might miss something.
But I have also, of course, decided I want a bike again. I want a cute one with a basket. Like the Pirate Scurvy bike I told you about forever ago. Target has a cute pink Schwinn that would match Sophia's trike. I also thought I might look at Bicycle X-Change to see if they had anything cool for cheap. Any suggestions, Wichita?
I've been wading through an ocean of "25 Random Things About Me" and "I Want to Get to Know You Better By Having You Answer Silly Questions" memes lately.
I've read a bunch of them but haven't responded myself. I mean, I've already answered the silly questions for you and I tell you all random things all the time.
But then I got the email about making a playlist about my life. And it was so different and retarded and yet turned out so true, that I decided to share it with you.
YOUR PLAYLIST
Make a playlist all about you!
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. Write the title of the song as the answer to the question.
4. Tag 5 friends
IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
Don't Give Up-Peter Gabriel & Kate Bush
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Orbiting-The Weepies
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Smoothie-Kimya Dawson
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
The Same-KaiserCartel
ARE YOU IN LOVE?Just As I Am-Air Supply
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
La Javanaise-Serge Gainsbourg
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Lazy-Architecture in Helsinki
WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
It Wasn't Me-Jenny Lewis
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Little Fighter-White Lion
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Humming-Portishead
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Starlight-Muse
WHAT IS 2 + 2?
I Palindrome I-They Might Be Giants
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Asshole-Dennis Leary
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Do I Disappoint You-Rufus Wainwright
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Flowers in December-Mazzy Star
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Night after Night-The Sounds
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
I'm Sticking with You-The Velvet Underground
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Passive-A Perfect Circle
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Scissors-Slipknot
WHAT DO YOU DREAM ABOUT?
My Manic and I-Laura Marling
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Easy Way Out-Elliott Smith
WHAT DO YOU HATE?
Quiet-Rachel Yamagata
WHAT DO YOU LOVE?
Nude-Radiohead
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Pinocchio Story-Kanye West
WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Love on the Rocks with No Ice-The Darkness
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Funny Thing-Travis
WHAT WILL YOU DO TOMORROW?
Deserve It-Madonna
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Sleight of Hand-Pearl Jam
Tag! Now it's your turn! Feel free to post your playlist in the comments or on your own site! I'm excited to see what kind of weird tracks you have hiding in your stacks of music!
As you've heard, I drive through the park every day on the way to work.
At the end of the summer, I noticed a guy walking along the road. He had quite a limp but still had a huge grin on his face.
The next day, I saw him again. And then the next day. It was obvious that he was in pain as he walked but he continued to grin and I began waving. And the more we saw each other, the bigger we waved.
I know it's weird, but I've begun to feel like this guy is my buddy. And since it's colder, he's not out so much. But on the days that I do see him, my day is a little brighter.
Four years ago today, I started rambling here. I know the content is far from brilliant, but I hope I've brought a smile to your face.
"Eh?"
"Milk."
"Ba!"
"No. Milk."
"Ba!"
"Mmmmmmiiillllllk."
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaah."
Dear Mom and Dad,
Congratulations! I have changed my mind and will now be having a child.
No. I'm not pregnant right now. But after watching this video, I have decided I do want a kid after all. I mean, if it can be this funny, it's worth it, right?
Heart,
Aunt Bee
The other night, I took Jacque and Evan to The Donut Whole for their first taste of the best doughnuts.
Apparently, Evan really enjoyed it. He literally licked his "plate" clean. We then went for dinner. Yes, quite backwards. But awesome.
Later that night, I told Evan "I'm really enjoying you at age three."
And then I felt bad. Because it's not that I didn't like him at any other age. It's just that lately he's become easier to hang out with. I feel like we can take him places without worrying that he's going to throw a giant fit.
Don't get me wrong. He's still a kid and fits are always just one grumpy mood away. But he's become much more aware of other people and the fact that his actions affect others.
He's also getting funny. Intentionally funny. And he takes a genuine interest in conversation.
Jacque and I may even have the bedtime thing down. We tried something a few weeks ago and I think it's now going to be routine.
Bedtime is always a bit of a struggle when I'm there. He's always cool about going to bed. He's good while Jacque reads him the three books allowed. He gets quiet and almost falls asleep.
But as soon as Jacque leaves the room, he's up and following her into the living room. He just doesn't seem okay with the idea of Jacque and I having time alone. What if he's missing out on something?
So then he gets mad and Jacque gets frustrated and I eventually leave, thinking it might help and then Jacque thinks I'm offended and feels bad. We've considered just tying him down.
Of course we haven't! Not seriously. One night, we tried something different. I offered to read his bedtime books to him. We weren't sure if it was going to work. He's pretty into his routines and this wouldn't be normal.
But he was really excited. He gathered his books, pushed Jacque out the door and slammed the door in her face.
We read some books, got nice and quiet and then Jacque came in to finish things out. It's worked perfectly for three weeks in a row!
Now if he would just learn how to cook, our evenings would be great!
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