moved, sorta

I’ve more or less moved over to livejournal, since that’s what I use as a reader as well.  Feel free to add me there – jagadiah.livejournal.com

I’m talking about something we used to do every Saturday night as a matter of principle

Disjointed thoughts:

- The big wedding is next Saturday. I was out of the house by 8:30 this morning, went to the ceremony venue to take pictures and find electrical outlets, picked up my bridesmaid shoes, got my eyebrows waxed, picked up the rest of the centerpieces, had my wedding rings cleaned, and had an eye appointment all by 1:00. Now I’m very very tired.

- Re: eye appointment – I’m wearing contacts for the first time in over a year. My glasses are so strong that they make everything look smaller than they are. Now everything looks huge. I picked up a People magazine at Barnes & Noble tonight and made CB swear it was the same size as it always is. Also, my face feels naked.

- Re: Barnes & Noble – CB gave me a $100 gift card to B&N two Christmases ago. I finally remembered to take it with me tonight. I got 5 new Madeline L’Engle books (the fifth in the Time Quintet and the final four in the Austin series), Waiter Rant (endorsed by Anthony Bourdain), and Escape, written by a woman who’d escaped a FLDS compound. I’d read articles about her and then followed the coverage about the most recent FLDS mass exodus with fascination. I’m reading this one first.

- Tonight, the godkids’ granny (who passed away this summer) came up in a conversation they were having with their nana. The godson (4), said, “Granny died” and Nana said, “yes, she did” and he said, “we need to go to the Granny Saver!” Nana asked what that was, and he said, “It’s the store where you go pick out whatever granny you want. You go from your house, take two rights, then a left, then another left, then up the hill and then down the hill and that’s where the Granny Saver is.” Then Papa, Granny’s husband, stopped in to visit, and the little one told him about the Granny Saver and Papa just sighed and said he wished there was such a place.

- We had a date tonight like the ones we had when we were first together. We went out to eat, went to Toys R Us, and then to the bookstore. Back in the day when we didn’t go into work until after noon, we would go to B&N in the evening, get a coffee, and browse for hours. Now we’re old and have to get up at the butt crack of dawn, so no coffee, but plenty of browsing. Home by 8 on a Saturday, he’s building something with Legos and I’m reading about polygamy. What a couple of intellectuals.

feel good friday: I really want you to say yes

CSI:NY knows how to do a finale.   We watched the last episode of Season 3 tonight, and it is freaking awesome.  Up there with the Tarantino Vegas episode.  Except that we’ll watch this one again.  Quentin’s, while brilliant, is painful.  We don’t like seeing Nicky trapped in a box.

Anyway, here’s The Who.  it’s a long one, but there’s some wicked tambourine action at the beginning.  Check it out:

how they sleep

At least they did until the flash went off.

happy new year!

That’s all!

I want this on a tshirt

another day, another funeral

PRO: I get quality time with my funeral buddy. Today’s service was the fourth one my old boss and I have attended together, and they’re really the only time we get to see each other and gossip about all the people we used to work with.

PRO: Funerals offer perfect opportunities to work on my patented How To Stop Sobbing In Public During Emotional Eulogies and Touching Hymns techniques. Today’s method was perfected by staring blankly at a stained glass window and mentally chanting “Jim & Pam….it’s a date. Jim & Pam….it’s a date. Jim & Pam….it’s a date.”

PRO: When going to any function well attended by members of the country club, it’s always entertaining to watch people’s expressions go from faint recognition to doubt to realization as they try to figure out who I am. Most of them don’t recognize me in street clothes. If I’d shown up in a tie and an apron, it’d have been on.

PRO: I am reassured, once again, that I must be doing something right as I did not burst into flames upon entering the church.

CON: Well, I think that’s obvious. And no amount of pros can change it.

I’m finished

I don’t know that I’ve ever known a series of books to be that intriguing. Ever.

Spoilers below

stormy skies

We’ve got some really cool looking skies in Brentwood.

The rain has arrived. I can’t think of more fitting weather for my mood today.

ETA: We really needed the rain, but the wind that came with it got a little out of hand.

That’s the big pretty tree in our backyard. There was no damage and no injuries, thank goodness. Doesn’t it look so lush and green? I love standing underneath this tree on a breezy day. I gaze up into the waving branches and disappear…ahhhh.

Anyway, half of it is now on the ground. We’ve added a chainsaw to our list of unexpected but necessary upcoming purchases. Since ‘refrigerator’ and ‘new air conditioner’ are directly above it on the list, this new addition gets a low priority marking. This fallen bough will likely remain where it is for awhile. Eh, it gives the cat something to play on, so it’s not all bad.

reality check

Well, so much for a nice relaxing weekend.

Our next door neighbor removed a random piece of his backyard fence that allows people access from the alley to our driveway (there’s a lien on the driveway, but we both have a parking area). This piece of fence was removed for no good reason. Just poof! One day it was gone. My car has been broken into numerous times since it was taken away, but I can deal with that.

Today we discovered that someone had actually come through his yard, gone into our garage, and stole two pressure washers. We can’t make the guy replace the fence, but so much for being neighborly and sharing the driveway like normal people. Tomorrow we’re going to install privacy fencing that will split the parking area down the middle.

Not that we could find the guy anyway – this house has been up for sale for over a year, he’s asking a ridiculous price even though it’s falling down. The only current tenant is a stray cat.

Now I’m waiting on Metro to call me back and take my theft report. Joy of joys.

ETA – I titled this reality check, which is ironic because I just had one.  Flipping through channels, we came across one of the numerous war movies on today.  Yeah, we just got robbed and our home was violated, but nobody was hurt and we can fix this.  Thinking of all those young guys that had to live their lives with the visions of war forever in their heads put my petty worries in perspective.

Not that I’m not still pissed, because I am, but I feel better about it.