I’d just like to point out that I thrashed my godmother in a game of Putt-Putt on Saturday for my mother’s birthday. I beat her by 4 strokes. I didn’t win though. My father (the golfer) and my brother-in-law (the engineer) tied for first. I’ve merely pointed out their advantages…I’m not making excuses. Also, congratulations to my grandmother who played miniature golf for the first time and putted amazingly well on the back-nine. It was a true family tournament.
The rest of the weekend was top-notch as well, although I really felt exhausted during the whole thing. We went and saw Marie Antoinette on Friday night with S and S. Then the cat was crazy all night, so I didn’t get any sleep Friday night. Saturday was my mom’s birthday and that is a whole day event, so no rest for the wicked that day either. I had church on Sunday, but never really got revved up. I simply wore out way too soon. Last night was my best night’s sleep in a while.
So there you have it…back to the grind this morning. And how about those 30 degree temperatures. Actually, the ride in this morning…not all that bad.
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First…HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to my parents! Here’s to 30-some odd years (you do the math, I’m busy!) of wedded bliss. Or as my mom likes to say…”33 long miserable years.” (Okay, I did the math for you, but from now on you’re on your own.)
So…I know it’s been a while, but I’ve been busy. Look, I’ve got school and work and church and I don’t really need your attitude. I’ve got crap to do, dammit.
I got a 98 on my “Globalization and Diversity” midterm and I got an 89 on my “Urban Geography” midterm. That means I am SMRT! D’oh! I mean SMART! I also bought myself some raingear to ride my bike in, so I won’t have to be soaking wet when I get to work. It’s going to be supernova yellow and fabulous. You will be ultra-jealous.
So, I know you’re just dying to get to the Friday Five, because up until this point in the day, you’ve had nothing to do. Here we go:
How many times do you hit the snooze button on a typical morning? I usually hit it twice, maybe 3 times on a Friday, but generally twice.
- How many cousins do you have? Let’s see, there’s 2+4+2+2+2+2+2+2, so what is that? Eighteen? That’s first and second cousins in my generation. I mean, if you go back in the family tree and hit all the branches, there may be hundreds.
- How many bones have you broken? My ankle in 93, my hand in 03…I think that’s it. I broke a tooth once too. Thanks to Tiffany Spallone for fixing that up for me. She did a great job.
- How many pairs of shoes do you own? I’d just like to say that my shoe ownership has elevated considerably since I got married. Apparently tennis shoes are not all-occasion. So I’ve got 10 pairs of shoes. I know…Imelda Marcos here I come.
- How many things that belong in the kitchen are in your bedroom? I think this question wants to be kinky, but…it’s just not there. But let’s just say, I’m not kinky. I’ve got a glass of water that should be in the kitchen. But that’s about it.
That’s about it for today. Enjoy the new design…which I hope is easier for my mom to understand.
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OW! No seriously…OW! Last night, I was coming downstairs with a bag in my right hand. I looked up and was talking to one of the cats and my left foot slipped off the step. I had no real way to brace myself, so I landed on my ass about 5 steps down. I bruised my heel (I had socks on) and my elbows and I hurt a couple of knuckles. As I lay there in the hallway, midway between groaning and laughing, I realized that I’m getting too old to be falling down steps. My body will simply not put up with this kind of crap much longer. Carrie and I had a good laugh about it after we determined that there was no need for me to go to the emergency room. Today…I am very sore.
In other, unrelated, news: We are probably going to have to find a new home for Peach and Red. The three cats will simply not get along and it’s causing real problems. It’s unfortunate because all 3 of them separately are wonderful and sweet, but together it’s like a cockfight during a tornado.
Okay, I can’t type any more because my knuckle hurts. See some of you for dessert this evening.
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So it’s late in the afternoon on the Friday before fall break, plus it’s St. James weekend, and let me just say how (not) busy (not) we are (not)! The phone is not ringing, there is no one in the office…it’s just dead around here. So, what better time to do the Friday Five:
In response to all the rain we had last weekend…
Do you drink enough water? Well, who’s to say how much is enough? I mean, I drink water occasionally and I definitely drink water after running or biking long distance. And I drink a lot of water after I give blood. But how much is enough. I don’t drink that ridiculous 8 cups a day. I would spend my whole life in the bathroom.
Where’s the nearest swimmable body of water? Technically, I think it’s the Ohio. I don’t know anybody who swims in it and I certainly wouldn’t recommend it, but I suppose it’s possible. I guess beyond that, there are probably several lakes. Taylorsville Lake is pretty close. I know the lake at Camp Pyoca is safe and Patoka Lake is probably also pretty good.
When did you learn to swim? I vaguely remember taking swimming lessons. I was taught to reach out with each hand and pretend to grab $100 bills. This was to improve form and stroke. I would think that reaching for $1 bills would create a faster stroke, because you could get halfway across the pool and be happy with the money you collected and sink to the bottom if you only have $100 bills, but the intent is there I suppose. That’s not the point…I think I learned to swim at a very early age. Apparently when $100 was a lot of money.
How do you feel about rain? Oddly enough, I have very strong feelings about rain both ways. I love rain…in the summer and the rain is warm and it doesn’t last long. I hate rain…when it’s cold and I’m riding my bike to work.
What are your thoughts on bottled water? I’m kind of torn on bottled water. I know there are studies done that show that bottled water is no different and actually may be more harmful than tap water. Plus, it’s silly to pay extra money for something you get basically for free. AND…the extra packaging is not good for the environment. However, there is no accounting for the convenience of the bottle. Not to mention, it somehow tastes better. Maybe it’s psychosomatic, but I’m okay with that.
And that about wraps it up. I’ll see you next week at some point. See you in the funny papers!
The other night, I sat on the couch reading through Anousheh Ansari’s blog about her trip to space. Let me first say, I have no intention of ever going to space. The flight alone would kill me. Actually, the idea that I might strap myself to a roman candle and set a billion pounds of gasoline on fire underneath me to rocket myself a couple hundred miles above the globe, which spins wildly through the unknown…well, that just sounds like an episode of Wile E. Coyote.
But I digress with my fear of flying. Truth is, I was in tears reading about her experiences in space. What an amazingly glorious trip into the blackness of space…which apparently smells like a burnt almond cookie.
During sunlight (day time) you can see hundreds of shades of blue in the oceans depending on the depth of the ocean and how the sun is reflecting off the surface… You can see the land masses, mostly without vegetation, with these veins running through them in different shapes. These are either rivers or reminiscent of water flowing on the ground and making its mark as it travels down to the oceans…
The cities are easily distinguishable because they look like someone took a shovel and messed up the ground in that area. The agricultural lands have specific geometric shapes and demonstrate different colors based on the crop and the type of soil. You cannot see any borders… you cannot tell where one country ends and another one starts… the only border you see is the border between land and water.
No borders! Seriously, I was crying in my living room from the possibility that there could be a world without borders. A world without hate. A world with peace and human dignity. As a (soon-to-be) geographer, for me this was the picture of an ideal world. And to think that it could be found in space, where Americans partner with Russians and Iranians on an international station where everyone involved is hoping for the same world.
And yet, we still have daily occurrences of ruthless people killing innocent others across the world. I can only hope that my grandchildren will one day know a world without these injustices. A world that can be seen in the same light from the ground as well as from space.
ADDENDUM – 12:55 pm
Just found this and had to share it:
25 Signs That, Sadly, You’ve Grown Up
1. Your house plants are alive, and you can’t smoke any of them.
TRUE, but then who wants to smoke schefflera
2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.
FALSE, I’ll have sex in any size bed.
3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge.
TRUE, but only because I can’t afford more beer.
4. 6:00 AM is when you get up, not when you go to bed.
TRUE, sort of, I get up at 7:30.
5. You hear your favorite song on an elevator.
FALSE, we don’t have music on our elevator.
6. You watch the Weather Channel.
FALSE, I watch Showtime.
7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of hook up and break up.
TRUE, it happens.
8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.
FALSE, I’ve got more than 130 days of vacation.
9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as “dressed up.”
FALSE, unless I’m going out with Carrie. ;-D
10. You’re the one calling the police because those damn kids next door won’t turn down the stereo.
FALSE, the other neighbors generally call before we would.
11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.
TRUE, and that’s only fair.
12. You don’t know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.
FALSE, I think it’s 4 a.m., but they keep changing it.
13. Your car insurance goes down and your payments go up.
TRUE, thank goodness.
14. You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonalds leftovers.
TRUE, somewhat. We have cats.
15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.
16. You no longer take naps from noon to 6 PM.
TRUE, only from noon to 4 p.m.
17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.
TRUE, but it was always the whole date. I’m cheap.
18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset, rather than settle your stomach.
TRUE, but White Castle is a cure-all.
19. You go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.
TRUE, from sleeping on the couch.
20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer “pretty good stuff”.
TRUE, nothing less that $6 a bottle is good for us.
21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.
FALSE, I never eat breakfast.
22. “I just can’t drink the way I used to,” replaces, “I’m never going to drink that much again.”
FALSE, I always say I’m never going to drink that much again.
23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.
FALSE, I wouldn’t necessarily call it work.
24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.
TRUE, but who goes to bars anymore.
25. You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn’t apply to you and can’t find one to save Your sorry old ass.
FALSE, there were a couple…I’m not old yet.
See you in the funny papers!