Wednesday, February 28, 2007
But today I had a pang about something I hadn't anticipated having a pang about. Given that my plan is to adopt children, I'm never going to know the joy of picking out my child's very own name. I'm anticipating that they'll all come pre-named. Babies are few and far betweeen. And I don't have the money or the inclination really to pursue that rare commodity - the healthy white baby. So that leaves me taking in the pre-named children.
*Since we're 8 months since my last period, I'm fairly certain that the difficult if not impossible is on the brink of becoming impossible to have kids. There're two potential reasons for this... PCOS or early menopause. I haven't gone in to find out the final answer because really... what difference does it make. There's nothing a doc can do for either one really.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
At 8:00 the semi got there and started unloading pallets. We had to unload the boxes from the pallets and stack them. That was task #1. Then we start rearranging the boxes by troop. So we're lugging the boxes from the stacks of type to various spots all over the playground (which was at least covered because it was also raining). Now I know somebody does this every year, but this was my first year of being somebody. I so don't plan on doing this next year. (Oh who am I kidding? If there's no cookie manager like this year, I'll end up helping the poor sap we con into doing this.) All in all, we got all the cookies out. I am clean and warm and dry. I am sore, but it is the type of sore that is from doing stuff, not the type of back pain that says you will be flat on your back for a week unable to move. I'm sure I'll sleep like the dead tonight and that's exciting. So that's all for now folks.
Friday, February 23, 2007
The sad part is, I don't have a lot to report these days. I reread HP 5. I'm working on 6 to be ready for the 7th book to be released.
This weekend begins the mass volunteering for the next 5 weeks (I think).
Sunday I'm going to be working at the Girl Scout cookie delivery place helping coordinate the cookie pick up for my service unit.
The 3rd I'm selling cookies at PCC.
The 4th is the Firefighter Stairclimb.
The 8th I'm selling cookies.
The 10th I have a Service Unit Meeting.
The 11th I'm selling cookies.
The 16th I'm selling cookies.
The 18th is the Big Climb.
The 24th is my next CEBS exam.
The 24th is the HopScotch beer festival for which I will be pouring beer.
AND somewhere in there I'm being fitted for a crown, receiving a crown and turning 33. Phew! I'm actually rather excited to do all these things. I love selling cookies with the girls. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the firefighter stairclimb. (C'mon who doesn't? One of the perks is that we go drinking afterward with the fireboys who are flirty and fun!) And the HopScotch beerfest is a good time too, plus full of straight boys... :) (OF course, all those cookie selling days and the service unit meeting... this is just a couple hours out of the whole day. Which is good since apparently I have given myself no time to study for the damn CEBS exam.)
I think Saturday I'm going to try to go to the Smith Tower. The observation deck has amazing views and they have a Chinese Wishing Chair which, according to myth, causes a young woman to get married if she so wishes within the next year. :) Match ain't doing much for me, so maybe it is time to bring in the mystical. (Of course, I went through my blog archives recently and according to the psychic we took my mom to see not last Christmas but the Christmas before (05), one of us would be married in 2 years... the timeline would work! :P)
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Feces: To see or come in contact with feces, signifies aspects of yourself that are dirty and negative and which you believe to be undesirable and repulsive. You need to acknowledge and express these feelings, even though it may be shameful. Release the negativity in your life. Alternatively, it may also refer to someone who is anal retentive.
To dream that you are unable to dispose of the feces, suggests that you are unwilling to let go of your emotions. You have a tendency to hold in and keep your feelings to yourself. (Apparently I'm unable/unwilling to let go of my hatred towards bad dog owners??!!)
According to Freud, feces is related to possession, pride, shame, money/financial matters, or aggressive acts.?So to dream that you are playing with feces, symbolizes your anxiety over money matters and financial security.
Camping: To dream that you are camping, suggests your need for relaxation and a long-deserved break.? You may be looking to be more in touch with nature and for a simpler life. Alternatively, it refers to your social circle and support group. You need to have a sense of belonging, but at the same time be self-sufficient and independent.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
I decided to take myself out to dinner afterwards to reward myself for my good behavior. I first tried to go to this place across the street from the blood donation place. They closed at 8. Sigh. Then I went down two doors to the teriyaki place. They only take cash. Why is it that teriyaki places only take cash? So finally I got Thai. Yum. :)
I bought three new shirts at the fat chick store this weekend. I'm very pleased with them. Two of them are like the pic. One is that color actually and the other is a deep purply color. Michelle, you would be impressed because they actually fit properly. I bought the correct size for me instead of what I would usually do which is buy the next size up because I feel more comfortable in floaty clothes. Because of the (Oh I don't know the word for this but where they tuck it in to make it more form fitting) because of that, the size larger looked really bad on me. I'm wearing the purple one today and I've already received several compliments on them. :) Yay!
So this brings me to a whole other topic, Big R doesn't like it that I call Lane Bryant the fat chick store. He says I'm denigrating myself. I don't view it that way at all. I use it merely as a descriptor. I am a fat chick. The store caters to me. So it is a fat chick store. It isn't like I say fat chick with some sort of disdain. It is more like a badge and I own it you know. What do you think?
Monday, February 19, 2007
I did see Because I Said So. It was cute in that romantic comedy sort of way. I liked it. (I'm being dive bombed by a gnat and it is making me CRAZY). If I had the kind of mom Diane Keaton was, I might have killed myself. She was a bit crazy. The two guys were really cute and I'm glad she ended up who she ended up with. Probably not a $10 movie, but whatever. I don't tend to dwell on that. :) I went to Johnny Rockets before the movie since I didn't get to go on Valentine's day and get a burger at The Deluxe. Did I mention my disappointment about V-Day? I was supposed to go to dinner with littlehands and Big R. They had said lets go to the Deluxe for burgers. I spent the whole day excited about that because The Deluxe's burgers are AWESOME. Big R picks me up and says he doesn't want to go because he had burgers for lunch and he wanted something 'less carby' (his clingyness to fad diets annoys the crap out of me). So we ended up eating Chinese food. (I have no idea how that is less carby. I'm pretty sure it isn't given what he ate.) I realized after dinner that I really hadn't wanted Chinese. Anyway, I've totally digressed.
This week I'm supposed to go to the gayest Mexican restaurant ever. I'm hoping it happens. I'll be disappointed if it doesn't.
I went to watch V practice rugby on Saturday. Rugby is a sport that makes absolutely no sense to me, but I am going to go to a game. I'm going to have to read up on the rules and to figure out what exactly they are doing. They kept touching the ball to their foot and then continuing the game. That was weird. (Surprisingly Wikipedia has failed me on this. Their different pages are providing me with no help whatsoever.) Quake has a thing on their site but it is a pdf and it was taking too long to download on dialup. I'll check it at work.
Finally I am attempting to donate blood yet again tomorrow. Apparently I'm a glutton for punishment. :) (I can't help it. They call because they are desperate. It doesn't hurt me any to at least try.)
Friday, February 16, 2007
As a treat to myself for being so good ;) I'm going to the movies tonight with a friend. We're going to see that Mandy Moore movie, Because I Said So. I really like Mandy Moore. I like how she plays basically good girls and you won't ever see her in like a ShowGirls type of movie. I find myself more and more liking the simple basically sexless types of movies. Like I don't mind a little bit of sex in a romantic comedy (I mean you have to have some...) but the just free for all that you sometimes see in other movies. Unfaithful, for example, had WAY more sex than I generally want to watch. Someone over at the peevery commented that I was jealous, and that's not really it. I don't know how to explain it. I really just like movies that are well written stories (or even half assed stories - I LOVE romantic comedies) as long as there's a story and that story isn't "Guy delivers pizza to all blonde slumber party of girls in tiny t-shirts and hilarity ensues." I'll just go and grab my cane and shake it at a few kids on my lawn now. :)
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
1 - All my future manfriend has to do is buy me flowers and I'll be totally happy. Let me clarify a moment... buy me flowers, have them sent to work and know me well enough to know that I don't really like roses so that tulips or daisies are a better option. I will then reward him with the gift every female gives to her man on Valentine's day... tickets to a sporting event. ;)
2 - After about the 3rd grade Valentine's Day is destined to suck. Before that point, everybody gets the class list and puts a Valentine in the envelope on the desk and everybody gets one from everybody else. Fourth and fifth grade it starts to get weird (if they even still do them then because now that I'm thinking about it I didn't do anything with my class when I taught 5th grade.) By the time you are in high school there's always all this external pressure. That continues. I know that people do it to themselves, but the hype on TV doesn't help at all. And it is just sad. It shouldn't be that way, you know?
Also littlehands and I are doing Valentine's for the office again. This year I have purchased those lick 'm aid powdered sugar yummyness. It will be amusing to give it to my biggest boss and regular boss who are all healthy. :)
Monday, February 12, 2007
March is again the volunteer month from hell. I'll be selling cookies at 4 different site sales. I have the Firefighter Stair Climb on the 4th. I decided to volunteer for the Big Climb on the 18th and then just in case I had nothing else to do, I'm pouring beer again at brewfest on the 24th. Of course these are all annual gigs so it isn't anything new. (Well the Big Climb is new but it is the same as the Firefighter Stair Climb except it is regular people in regular clothes not fireboys in firesuits.)
I had the best dinner tonight! I had a hamburger on a bun! And french fries! It was awesome. :)
There's a new law being looked at here in Washington. They're considering letting dogs into public places if the shop/restaurant/bar says it is okay. I can't believe how against this I am. I know I have dog issues because I'm surrounded by jackass owners. Between the barker across the hall and the damn owners who don't clean up the poo when they are supposed to I'm about done with dog owners. And the reality is, the guys who will be bringing their dogs into the bars or restaurants... they are the owners who don't control their dogs to begin with. These are the folks whose dogs are not on leashes and who don't respond to voice command. Or the dogs who bite people or other dogs and then the owners demand to know what YOU did to provoke them. It is infuriating. I know there are plenty of good, responsible owners, but damn the bad ones that I'm surrounded by really REALLY poison me against dogs. Of course, to me, the other part of why the law is stupid is that not everybody likes dogs... They shouldn't be forced upon people who may not want to deal with them. (Which one cafe owner commented on. She said if the law were to be passed, she wouldn't change her rules. She accepts that some dog owners may decide to not patronize her shop anymore but at the same time she wants to be more supportive of ALL her customers.)
I really like the new Mac/PC commercial about new Vista where you have to verify almost everything that you do. It makes me chuckle.
I do not like how when I'm using tabbed browsing in IE7, I can't use the tab key or the alt-tab like I'm used to to jump from tab to tab.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
We went to this Mediterranean place down in Belltown. It was pretentious and the portions were tiny. If I'm shelling out 17 bucks for food, I want to be kind of full. (I do realize that in the pretentious world 17 bucks isn't that much but I could fill up at Applebees or Chilis or any one of a number of chain places for 17 bucks including tip so... becuase I'm a Philistine that's my basis of comparison). Also, it wasn't that good. Actually the steak on the kabobs was good (there were all of 6 pieces of steak on the two kabobs.) but just not enough. The rice tasted like soap.
My side of the table, littlehands, Big R & flower were all chatting about our own stuff and somehow we got to talking about witnessing peeing in public. Apparently flower saw some woman on Broadway just totally drop trou and bend over and pee. Sadly, I could top this with the guy on the bus who peed. He just stood in the aisle and peed. Luckily, he didn't drop trou, though, so I didn't have to see homeless penis. :)
Big R also pissed me off greatly this evening. He tends to just talk sometimes. And talk and talk. He thinks he is being funny but really he's just annoying as fuck. We were crossing the street passing two straight guys and he growled and babbled some stupid bitchy thing and so I ended up shouting at him to shut the fuck up. He just kept babbling. I'm fine with conversation but not with people who require constant talk. Sometimes silence is okay.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
So ultimately I'm going to try one of the alternate sites and see what happens. Can't hurt, right? (You know unless I can't even find a guy on a site that is supposed to be for gals like me...)
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
I saw this cartoon today in my email and it cracked me up. Totally me. (The cartoon, by the way, is Adam at home. I like it.)
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
In belly dancing class last night we started some hip work. Damn that was hard on the achilles tendons. We had to keep our knees bent pretty deeply and, as y'all know, mine don't bend that great because of the short tendons so that was a bit of a stretch. But it was a lot of fun and I think I have the first part of one of the movements down but the other part I was having a hard time understanding. I'm going to have to practice at home without a baggy t-shirt on so that I can perhaps see what I'm trying to do. She asked if any of us would be interested in doing a performance. I can safely say for me the answer would be oh hell no. :)
Monday, February 05, 2007
Friday, February 02, 2007
Condos in my area are now all going for over $200k. There are new ones going up with 'rates in the low 300's'. I get the housing market is changing but honestly I want 4 walls and a few windows a bathroom and a bedroom. I don't need granite countertops or stainless steel appliances. All the condos going up anywhere near me are either conversions or "luxury" condos. I know this logic probably isn't logical, but I really hope all these luxury ones help drive the prices of old and boring ones down a bit. I hope none of the sellers end up under water, but other than that at the rate condo prices are going here, nobody will be able to buy one. What kind of single person pays $300 to $400k for a one bedroom or studio condo? I don't get it.