File Under: Weather
The weather word of the day yesterday was "blizzard."
We were supposed to get some snow last night. We did, about an inch or two, depending upon where in the city or surrounding areas you live. It was supposed to be dry and powdery because it was supposed to be much colder than it actually got. Then the winds were supposed to kick in and gust at 35 - 40 mph and blow around all the snow that fell, creating low visibility. That part didn't happen, yet. Now they're telling us that may happen tonight and tomorrow.
In honor of this weather, I wore my winter snowman underwear today. They're dark grey and have drawings of snowmen and snowflakes all over them. Yes, that is a winter wonderland in my pants.
Yes, this post was pointless.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Done!
File Under: iTunes "Shuffle"
I bring my iPod to work with me and listen to it in a speaker dock.
Adele's "Make You Feel My Love" just finished playing. You know, that's the song that I was told "you'll understand" once I listen to it.
Well, I didn't skip the song today. I decided it was time to hear it and deal with it. It's a gorgeous song on an great CD and that shouldn't be taken from me.
Listening to the words just now, I just shook my head. "...I know you haven't made your mind up yet, but I will never do you wrong... No doubt in my mind where you belong..."
I'm fine. I'm glad I listened to it. I missed it. I just don't understand how someone can "give" a song to someone with such deep lyrics and then act in such a way to completely invalidate their sentiment. Oh well...another great mystery.
Ha! How's this for irony. iTunes just started playing "Not Ready to Make Nice" by the Dixie Chicks! GENIUS!
I bring my iPod to work with me and listen to it in a speaker dock.
Adele's "Make You Feel My Love" just finished playing. You know, that's the song that I was told "you'll understand" once I listen to it.
Well, I didn't skip the song today. I decided it was time to hear it and deal with it. It's a gorgeous song on an great CD and that shouldn't be taken from me.
Listening to the words just now, I just shook my head. "...I know you haven't made your mind up yet, but I will never do you wrong... No doubt in my mind where you belong..."
I'm fine. I'm glad I listened to it. I missed it. I just don't understand how someone can "give" a song to someone with such deep lyrics and then act in such a way to completely invalidate their sentiment. Oh well...another great mystery.
Ha! How's this for irony. iTunes just started playing "Not Ready to Make Nice" by the Dixie Chicks! GENIUS!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Dancing With The Stars - The Musicians
File Under: Dancers Making Music
I got wind of the fact that Mark Ballas and Derek Hough, two of the dancers on "Dancing With the Stars" have formed a band, aptly named the Ballas Hough Band. I talked to my friend Jim who happens to also be a DWTS fan and we decided it would be fun to go.
Weather was not on our side. We had a bunch of snow yesterday. Undaunted, we decided to go anyway so we hopped in a cab and and headed to the Abbey Pub.
The Ballas Hough Band was in town because the DWTS live tour was also in town. Once we were there, it dawned on us that some of the other dancers may show up.
They did!
I got wind of the fact that Mark Ballas and Derek Hough, two of the dancers on "Dancing With the Stars" have formed a band, aptly named the Ballas Hough Band. I talked to my friend Jim who happens to also be a DWTS fan and we decided it would be fun to go.
Weather was not on our side. We had a bunch of snow yesterday. Undaunted, we decided to go anyway so we hopped in a cab and and headed to the Abbey Pub.
The Ballas Hough Band was in town because the DWTS live tour was also in town. Once we were there, it dawned on us that some of the other dancers may show up.
They did!
Friday, January 9, 2009
All's Quiet
File Under: Checking In
Sorry I haven't blogged this week. All is well, just haven't had much to report.
I'm thinking about starting a Picture of the Day post, I just have to take my camera with me each day and take a picture of something, and then remember to post it. We'll see how well I do with that. :)
How are you doing? How's your January going so far?
Sorry I haven't blogged this week. All is well, just haven't had much to report.
I'm thinking about starting a Picture of the Day post, I just have to take my camera with me each day and take a picture of something, and then remember to post it. We'll see how well I do with that. :)
How are you doing? How's your January going so far?
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
In My Dreams
File Under: Sleeping to dream
I don't remember many of my dreams, probably 20 percent of them. This morning I had one that woke me out of my sound sleep.
I heard a chime that was apparently my cell phone telling me I had a text message. I looked at it, it was from Matthew. He said "Wishing an old friend a Good Afternoon. Hope you are well. I miss you." I read the message and slammed the phone back down on my table, contemplating how to answer it. Then another chime rang and that's where I actually woke up and was wide awake. Luckily it was at 5:20 this morning, close to when my alarm normally goes off so I wasn't too mad about missing any sleep.
This week is the last I know of Matthew's schedule. I knew he had a work trip to Munich, for which he left on Sunday. The text of the dream message made sense as it would have been afternoon in Munich when it was received. And it was just like the text messages that he would often send to me (well, not the "old friend" part, but the "I miss you") when he was traveling.
After a couple minutes, I actually picked up the phone to see if it had been a dream. It was.
I guess I still have questions about why things happened the way they did. From time to time, I wonder if he has regrets. I wonder if he thinks of me. I'm fully confident in saying that if he were to call or send a note asking me to see him again, I wouldn't. But, given the opportunity to talk to him, I would. I think I would hope that he would ask me to forgive him and give him another chance. There's a certain amount of pleasure I would get from hearing him out, then looking at him and saying "No, I don't think so. Sorry."
Anyway, it will never happen, but I would be lying if I said I didn't think about it.
I know...let it go. I have, really.
I don't remember many of my dreams, probably 20 percent of them. This morning I had one that woke me out of my sound sleep.
I heard a chime that was apparently my cell phone telling me I had a text message. I looked at it, it was from Matthew. He said "Wishing an old friend a Good Afternoon. Hope you are well. I miss you." I read the message and slammed the phone back down on my table, contemplating how to answer it. Then another chime rang and that's where I actually woke up and was wide awake. Luckily it was at 5:20 this morning, close to when my alarm normally goes off so I wasn't too mad about missing any sleep.
This week is the last I know of Matthew's schedule. I knew he had a work trip to Munich, for which he left on Sunday. The text of the dream message made sense as it would have been afternoon in Munich when it was received. And it was just like the text messages that he would often send to me (well, not the "old friend" part, but the "I miss you") when he was traveling.
After a couple minutes, I actually picked up the phone to see if it had been a dream. It was.
I guess I still have questions about why things happened the way they did. From time to time, I wonder if he has regrets. I wonder if he thinks of me. I'm fully confident in saying that if he were to call or send a note asking me to see him again, I wouldn't. But, given the opportunity to talk to him, I would. I think I would hope that he would ask me to forgive him and give him another chance. There's a certain amount of pleasure I would get from hearing him out, then looking at him and saying "No, I don't think so. Sorry."
Anyway, it will never happen, but I would be lying if I said I didn't think about it.
I know...let it go. I have, really.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Movies
File Under: Recommended
I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy the big budget films put out by the major studios. Considering I see maybe 3 movies a year (in a GOOD year), I usually see the blockbusters and not the independents. Not that I don't enjoy a good independent film every so often. Point being, I saw a movie last night. I went to see "Marley and Me." I recommend this film, especially if you are an animal lover. Or love Jennifer Aniston. Or love Owen Wilson. Or love Golden Retrievers. Be warned, take tissues with you. I saw the movie with someone and we both cried.
I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy the big budget films put out by the major studios. Considering I see maybe 3 movies a year (in a GOOD year), I usually see the blockbusters and not the independents. Not that I don't enjoy a good independent film every so often. Point being, I saw a movie last night. I went to see "Marley and Me." I recommend this film, especially if you are an animal lover. Or love Jennifer Aniston. Or love Owen Wilson. Or love Golden Retrievers. Be warned, take tissues with you. I saw the movie with someone and we both cried.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Funny Books
File Under: Joined at the brain
Vahona gets me. From the time we first met, we have said that we are joined at the brain. We laugh at each other's jokes and finish each other's sentences.
Yesterday she joined us for dinner and we exchanged Christmas gifts. We both bought each other the same calendar:
(yes, I "borrowed" the image from Amazon.com)
Vahona and I like to look at pictures of cute animals but have our limits. I thought of her when I saw it at the store. She thought the same thing. We're going to keep them at work so when we need some "cute overload" we can share our thoughts about the pictures.
BUT...the best is the gift she got me. It's a book of postcards:
Sick...yes. But we could not stop laughing over the cover. That is until we started paging through the different cards.
My favorite:
At this point, we were laughing so hard we were crying. I revisited the book later in the evening and was back laughing as hard as I was when I first opened it. Yup, Vahona gets me.
Vahona gets me. From the time we first met, we have said that we are joined at the brain. We laugh at each other's jokes and finish each other's sentences.
Yesterday she joined us for dinner and we exchanged Christmas gifts. We both bought each other the same calendar:
(yes, I "borrowed" the image from Amazon.com)Vahona and I like to look at pictures of cute animals but have our limits. I thought of her when I saw it at the store. She thought the same thing. We're going to keep them at work so when we need some "cute overload" we can share our thoughts about the pictures.
BUT...the best is the gift she got me. It's a book of postcards:
Sick...yes. But we could not stop laughing over the cover. That is until we started paging through the different cards.
My favorite:
At this point, we were laughing so hard we were crying. I revisited the book later in the evening and was back laughing as hard as I was when I first opened it. Yup, Vahona gets me.
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