Monday, March 31, 2008
We have two pair of Northern Cardinals in residence on our property. One pair nests in the back yard, and the other in the hedge in the front. They co-exist peaceably for the most part, but in the spring, during mating season, their territorial nature takes over and look out!
There was so much activity I didn't read a single page of my book. I just reveled in bird calls, green shoots, and a breeze that didn't send me scurrying inside. It may still be gray, but it appears spring is coming to my corner of the world after all.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
I'm not sure how old the computer in my home office is. I do know that it holds digital pictures from Christmas 2002 to the present. Agendas and meeting minutes as far back as 2002. Investment spreadsheets at least seven years old. Quicken records back to 2001.
It is hooked up to two printers but it won't PRINT. When it acts up the only option is to fucking unplug it from the wall. Which happens twice a day. And did I mention it's a desk top? Attached to the godforsaken wall?
I'm not known for self restraint, but trust me when I tell you this; it is taking every ounce of strength I have not to throw this piece of shit out the window.
**Mr. Parker ,"A Christmas Story"
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Sent: Wednesday, March 26, 2008 1:11 PM
To: Fannie Mae
Subject: RE:Stinky Breath
Fiona’s Appointment - Next Thursday, April 3rd. Full anesthesia for the dental procedure. No food the morning of the procedure. $225.
From: Fannie Mae
Sent: Wednesday, March 26, 2008 1:33 PM
To: The Saint
Subject: RE: Stinky Breath
Holy crap. Don’t they take our insurance?
From: The Saint
Sent: Wednesday, March 26, 2008 1:41 PM
To: Fannie Mae
Subject: RE:Stinky Breath
She is a freakin’ dependent, that’s for sure.
They put them to sleep permanently for free……….You’re just thinkin’.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Ages Nine to Sixty Nine.
It turns out that if teenagers have ten days of Spring Break and you make them leave town for seven of them? They get cranky. And if you make them get up at the crack of 7:15 every day because you paid a bunch of money for the by god lift tickets and you want to ski the whole damn day? They drag their feet and grumble. BUT, family is family damn it so
As an aside, we really did have a good time. The snow was terrific and Sib #4 joined us for the first time in over ten years. This is the the view from the bottom of Parsenn Bowl at Mary Jane just before you start down the glade trails. The view from the top of the bowl, elevation 12, 060 feet, is breathtaking. (We drive over Berthoud Pass to get there and the elevation at the tip top of the pass is only 11,307 feet.) It's also cold and windy as all get out. Due to the risk of frostbite and hypothermia, I have no pictures from the top.
But I digress, it's really all about the children. We met up with them in the afternoons for a
We played Scrabble and Sorry and went to the hot tub to soak aching muscles. The cousins went t-shirt shopping together, can you tell?
They loved this!
(Grandpa hates it if they don't use their poles and TURN!)
If you hold your brother/cousin by his ankles it's easier to read his shirt.
So no, no fun at all. Next year? We might leave them at home.
Monday, March 24, 2008
A long absence to be sure, but the condo had no
Ten skiers, five full days on the slopes and no major injuries. A full report to follow.
Hope you all had a nice Easter. We went to Mass and then out to brunch with long time family friends. I spent the balance of the day doing eight loads of laundry and fretting over what awaits me at the office.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Back? Alrighty, I hope you're good a math. Subtract March 12th from January 30th. (What? English majors have mad math skills too, geez.)Do you know what you get? Forty two days! As in six weeks!
That's right, Aunt Flo packed her bags and left. And didn't come back for SIX WEEKS! And she's the kind of bitch who doesn't take a
She did return, (is menopause EVER going to get here?) but shadow of her former self. Meek. Obliging. Respectful. Hurricane Flo has been downgraded to an April Shower.
So, if you'd like me to write to
Friday, March 14, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
We leave for Colorado at O’Dark Hundred on Sunday morning for a ski
I’ve dug out most of the ski stuff. Had to replace a few things. Stupid youngest child still GROWING. Please STOP. I fixed and froze Goulash on Sunday for one of our evening meals. My mother has something prepared and frozen as well. The rest we’ll figure out when we get there.
Precious Oldest was back last weekend for a brief visit. It was the regional Robotics competition. She wanted to see her sister’s team and visit with the folks who were still around from her team last year. I have pictures, just need to get them uploaded.
If you don’t know anything about the F.I.R.S.T. robotics competition, read this. It’s pretty interesting and a lot of fun. I’m proud of my girls (who are readers, writers, speakers) for getting involved in a more math/science thingy that’s a touch out of their comfort zone. Oh, and precious Youngest's alliance took second place, missed going to nationals by FOUR points.
The Saint is leaving town again today. This makes three weeks in a row. It’s only been three nights each trip, but I still don’t like it. Especially when we still have a lot we need to pull together for this trip. And he’s going to miss the blur of Precious Youngest walking across the stage tonight to receive her “Academic Excellence” award. Sheesh.
I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. My stylist is pregnant and due in June. The first thing I said when I found out was "Congratulations", the second was "But what about my HAIR?". Nice, right?
My, I’ve rambled a bit. Thanks for listening. Sometimes I need to get this stuff out of my head to make room for thinking about the things I need to DO RIGHT NOW.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
- Find five things around your house that say something about the person you are
- and snap a picture of them.
- Tell us about them.
- Link back to me in your post.
- Tag five (if you feel like it) folks via their comments and tell us who you tagged
I am in awe of artists of all kinds because I couldn't draw, paint, or sculpt to save my life. We've become friends with an artist here in town whose work I enjoy. We own several of his pieces, but this is my favorite:
This is a shot of the bottom shelves of my wine rack. Under pain of death, no one touches those bottles but me. I have these stashed away for special occasions and days when nothing but a really good glass of wine will make you feel better.
It has soothing jets and is nice and deep.
A soak, a glass of wine, a good book....
And I'm ready for this:
Consider yourself tagged and show us your pictures!
Friday, March 7, 2008
I went to J.Crew, and I bought this.
Very light and comfy, and I LOVE the color.
Perfect for Spring!
Do you know when I'll get a chance to wear these? On the fucking TWELFTH OF NEVER! Do you know what it is doing here in Whoville. SNOWING. FUCKING SNOWING. If I didn't have a big ass grant due next week I would go back to bed.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
a. Crashing a hard drive on the server
b. Having the UPS die (WTF part of "uninterrupted" is up for interpretation?)
c. Making virtually no forward progress on the big ass grant due March 14th
d. Realizing that we're leaving for our ski
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Here are the meme rules:
- Pick 10 of your favorite movies.
- Go to IMDB and find a quote from each movie.
- Post them here for everyone to guess.
- Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.
- GUESSERS: NO GOOGLING/using IMDB search functions. I mean, you can cheat if you want, but is it really that important?
- One movie guess per blogger. Give people a chance to guess before you steal all of the awesome!
- Madame Queen got this one, from "Stripes"
We're all very different people. We're not Watusi, we're not Spartans, we're Americans. With a capital "A", huh? And you know what that means? Do you? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We're the underdog. We're mutts.
- Yay for the Drawer Queen for getting "Fargo"
OK, so we got a trooper pulls someone over, we got a shooting, these folks drive by, there's a high-speed pursuit, ends here and then this execution-type deal.
- Angela got this one, Waking Ned Divine!
Michael O'Sullivan was my great friend. But I don't ever remember telling him that. The words that are spoken at a funeral are spoken too late for the man who is dead. What a wonderful thing it would be to visit your own funeral. To sit at the front and hear what was said, maybe say a few things yourself. Michael and I grew old together. But at times, when we laughed, we grew young. If he was here now, if he could hear what I say, I'd congratulate him on being a great man, and thank him for being a friend.
- The Hotfessional guessed first, but Daisy got it too, "Bull Durham"
Your shower shoes have fungus on them. You'll never make it to the bigs with fungus on your shower shoes. Think classy, you'll be classy. If you win 20 in the show, you can let the fungus grow back and the press'll think you're colorful. Until you win 20 in the show, however, it means you are a slob.
- Some people find it ironical that although we run a travel agency, we've never been outside of Blaine.
- The Queen in for round two, "Sixteen Candles"
Games, Jake. Silly torturous games. Sometimes I go a week without lunch because some bitch wants to borrow my lunch money. Any halfway decent girl can rob me blind. Because I'm too twuirked up to say no. It's heinous, I'm telling you.
- You fathers will understand. You have a little girl. She looks up to you. You're her oracle. You're her hero. And then the day comes when she gets her first permanent wave and goes to her first real party, and from that day on, you're in a constant state of panic.
- Angela in for round two as well, "The World According To Garp"
We'll take the house. Honey, the chances of another plane hitting this house are astronomical. It's been pre-disastered. We're going to be safe here.
- Shelley guessed correctly, "One flew Over the Cuckoos Nest"
I must be crazy to be in a loony bin like this.
- And New Diva guessed correctly with "Sideways"
Listen, man. You're my friend, and I know you care about me. And I know you disapprove, and I respect that. But there are some things that I have to do that you don't understand. You understand literature, movies, wine... but you don't understand my plight.
That's it folks, have an excellent Tuesday!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
The weather here was glorious. Wind that could knock you on your ass, but temperatures in the low 70's. I took great pleasure in opening windows and letting in fresh air for the first time in months.
Some weird spring cleaning fixation must have blown in with the spring air. I started out cleaning the vegetable bin in the refrigerator and ended up cleaning every square inch of the thing. Every tray, drawer and shelf got scrubbed down. There was also the joy of coming across mystery containers and trying to figure out just what the original contents had been. It took all of twenty minutes; making me wonder why I don't do it more often. The fridge hasn't looked this good in years!
I also went through the tottering pile of clippings perched on my recipe box. I pitched about half of them wondering what the fuck I was thinking when I tore this or that particular recipe out of whatever publication I found it in. Seriously, a good dozen fish recipes and I'm the only one in the house who eats fish! And the cake and cookie recipes? I really need to leave Food and Wine alone if I've been drinking.
Speaking of baking, I did. I made some spice bread to take to Precious Oldest when we picked up her sister. See people of the internet? I do have a heart!
Saturday afternoon we went out for lunch and a little shopping. Shopping can be tiring even when it's for me, so when I was done we frittered away a couple of hours over pints of Guinness at our favorite roof top bar. I wish I'd had the camera. Dozens of fellow imbibers, sitting with faces to the sun like lizards on a hot rock.
Of course today we're back to thirty degrees and arctic wind, but it was nice while it lasted.