see how I suck?
ok - so i have 5 days left
today we are going to talk about all the things that get in the way of blogging a countdown
there's work, and there's life.
sigh...
it's been a nutty October... filled with fun and not so fun and nowhere near enough time. I am COUNTING on November to be less busy, at least a bit.
If it's not, I desperately fear the utter failure of the NANOWRIMO...
sigh.
26 October 2009
21 September 2009
tickety
So - in preparation for participating in NANOWRIMO (yes, i've FINALLY signed up) I'm pre-participating by counting down to halloween.
Don't blame me - the good folks at Skull-a-Day sucked me in, and really, being me, how could i refuse?
I'm still undecided as to what I'm going to count. (it's possible it will be meltdowns, breakdowns, and other various downs while trying to work, be mom, be wife, be social, and make costumes, decorations, and other mind-numbing activities).
Of course, i could just destroy myself and do a "bake down" to halloween??? eek! now THAT'S scary.
Any suggestions???
Don't blame me - the good folks at Skull-a-Day sucked me in, and really, being me, how could i refuse?
I'm still undecided as to what I'm going to count. (it's possible it will be meltdowns, breakdowns, and other various downs while trying to work, be mom, be wife, be social, and make costumes, decorations, and other mind-numbing activities).
Of course, i could just destroy myself and do a "bake down" to halloween??? eek! now THAT'S scary.
Any suggestions???
20 May 2009
broad side
I'm researching barn door hardware.
The garden shed / barn out back needs an update. It's an awesome little barn that up until a gardening makeover I had been taking for granted. Now that the weed-bed behind it has been turned into a very pretty little garden, I'm all about giving some much needed love to the shed.
It wants a coat or two of red paint and white trim.
It NEEDS a new set of doors.
The current doors are (apart from falling apart) hinged and beat the crap out of the pretty flowers I plant on either side of them.
So I'm investigating sliding doors and hardware. The doors should be pretty easy - we'll make them out of 2-by and strap them together - good old-fashioned barn doors. The hardware, I'm sort of struggling with. I think I have the entire list together, but I'm not sure. And then, whatever we get track wise, I'm thinking I'm going to paint - because galvanized is just ugly. I'm thinking I'm going to paint it black... so that it stands out.
And I want a window... but that's likely a later project.
We're also toying with the notion of building new porch steps (out of trex) for the front porch.
And we need a new roof.
And windows.
and plumbing.
and electrical.
and a new laundry room floor.
and a new bathroom.
sigh.
The garden shed / barn out back needs an update. It's an awesome little barn that up until a gardening makeover I had been taking for granted. Now that the weed-bed behind it has been turned into a very pretty little garden, I'm all about giving some much needed love to the shed.
It wants a coat or two of red paint and white trim.
It NEEDS a new set of doors.
The current doors are (apart from falling apart) hinged and beat the crap out of the pretty flowers I plant on either side of them.
So I'm investigating sliding doors and hardware. The doors should be pretty easy - we'll make them out of 2-by and strap them together - good old-fashioned barn doors. The hardware, I'm sort of struggling with. I think I have the entire list together, but I'm not sure. And then, whatever we get track wise, I'm thinking I'm going to paint - because galvanized is just ugly. I'm thinking I'm going to paint it black... so that it stands out.
And I want a window... but that's likely a later project.
We're also toying with the notion of building new porch steps (out of trex) for the front porch.
And we need a new roof.
And windows.
and plumbing.
and electrical.
and a new laundry room floor.
and a new bathroom.
sigh.
15 May 2009
choose
what's more fun:
virtual school shopping for your daughter's first day of kindergarten
or
a brand new lime green moleskine?
what's more daunting:
cleaning the house for a gathering on Saturday night
or
another baby shower on Sunday afternoon?
what's more rewarding:
doing an awesome job on a project about which you are passionate and hearing nothing from your boss
or
slapping some crap together on a project about which you don't care, and having your boss call it great work?
Some of life's questions make me smile today.
virtual school shopping for your daughter's first day of kindergarten
or
a brand new lime green moleskine?
what's more daunting:
cleaning the house for a gathering on Saturday night
or
another baby shower on Sunday afternoon?
what's more rewarding:
doing an awesome job on a project about which you are passionate and hearing nothing from your boss
or
slapping some crap together on a project about which you don't care, and having your boss call it great work?
Some of life's questions make me smile today.
22 April 2009
in other news
Our daughter - Miss FooFoo - is registered for Kindergarten.
MT took all of the paperwork in yesterday before he started his work day. It feels good to know that it's all handled and that this portion of her school stuff is all tucked away.
I still need to get her some elements of her uniform. Fortunately the school is much more generous with their uniform policy than when I was there, and navy blue is as suitable as the ultra expensive plaid uniform bits that my mom had to buy for me. Yes, my daughter is attending the same elementary school I did - I think it's weird, and sweet. I have most of what she'll need that way.
It's been very difficult for me to avoid getting her school supplies already. That's an outing that we'll share with her dad who is as much a stationery-whore as I. I think she may end up with enough paper, markers, crayons, pencils, and whatever else to supply her entire class. We just can't help ourselves.
The most daunting preparation, however, is the baby herself. Oh - don't get me wrong, she's completely geeked to be going to school. What she's not getting is that going to school means going to bed at a bedtime, and waking up early in the morning. (This 'early' makes me laugh, as I'm usually out the door to start my workday before she'll even be getting out of bed.) We've decided to start grooming her for the new schedule by shifting her to it after her 5th birthday (very soon approaching). I'm not looking forward, at all, to those first few weeks. Our Miss Foo is a night owl (like mama) and NOT a morning person (like her dad). She's going to be a Princess p.i.t.a... I can tell.
Still - I'm so proud of who she is, and so eager for her to experience all the fun that school means. She'll have new friends at her own age, she'll be learning things in new ways (mom and I teach her - a lot, and often - but we have our way, and this will be a new way... it's exciting). She'll have gym class, and computer class, and Spanish class. She'll have "pizza days" and "Christmas break" and all those wonderful, awful, terrible things that come with school.
I'm so excited.
MT took all of the paperwork in yesterday before he started his work day. It feels good to know that it's all handled and that this portion of her school stuff is all tucked away.
I still need to get her some elements of her uniform. Fortunately the school is much more generous with their uniform policy than when I was there, and navy blue is as suitable as the ultra expensive plaid uniform bits that my mom had to buy for me. Yes, my daughter is attending the same elementary school I did - I think it's weird, and sweet. I have most of what she'll need that way.
It's been very difficult for me to avoid getting her school supplies already. That's an outing that we'll share with her dad who is as much a stationery-whore as I. I think she may end up with enough paper, markers, crayons, pencils, and whatever else to supply her entire class. We just can't help ourselves.
The most daunting preparation, however, is the baby herself. Oh - don't get me wrong, she's completely geeked to be going to school. What she's not getting is that going to school means going to bed at a bedtime, and waking up early in the morning. (This 'early' makes me laugh, as I'm usually out the door to start my workday before she'll even be getting out of bed.) We've decided to start grooming her for the new schedule by shifting her to it after her 5th birthday (very soon approaching). I'm not looking forward, at all, to those first few weeks. Our Miss Foo is a night owl (like mama) and NOT a morning person (like her dad). She's going to be a Princess p.i.t.a... I can tell.
Still - I'm so proud of who she is, and so eager for her to experience all the fun that school means. She'll have new friends at her own age, she'll be learning things in new ways (mom and I teach her - a lot, and often - but we have our way, and this will be a new way... it's exciting). She'll have gym class, and computer class, and Spanish class. She'll have "pizza days" and "Christmas break" and all those wonderful, awful, terrible things that come with school.
I'm so excited.
trying
I am NOT a patient woman.
I never have been, and likely never will be.
I try - oh heaven knows I try.
but land's sakes - - when I show you something 4 times. when I WALK. YOU. THROUGH. IT. every time you've done it, I expect you to freakin' learn. eventually.
four quarters in a row now (this is a WHOLE YEAR, my friends) i've shown the same guy the same steps and three quarters in a row he's done it wrong exactly the same way each time. three quarters in a row he's called me saying "i think i've done it wrong, but i'm not sure, can you please look over this with me?"
oh sure, he's apologetic, and thankful, and whatever... but good LORD man, freakin WRITE IT DOWN.
ok.
whew.
that's better.
thanks.
and by the way - i haven't written ONE blog post on my shared blog with my husband. ultimate fail.
I HAVE however, managed to completely avoid McDonald's for nearly four full months. I stopped in, once, to get lunch for my daughter and mother, but didn't get so much as a diet coke for myself. (not that any of this avoidance has helped me with the weight loss at all... i'm maintaining steadily at the number I started the year at).
I never have been, and likely never will be.
I try - oh heaven knows I try.
but land's sakes - - when I show you something 4 times. when I WALK. YOU. THROUGH. IT. every time you've done it, I expect you to freakin' learn. eventually.
four quarters in a row now (this is a WHOLE YEAR, my friends) i've shown the same guy the same steps and three quarters in a row he's done it wrong exactly the same way each time. three quarters in a row he's called me saying "i think i've done it wrong, but i'm not sure, can you please look over this with me?"
oh sure, he's apologetic, and thankful, and whatever... but good LORD man, freakin WRITE IT DOWN.
ok.
whew.
that's better.
thanks.
and by the way - i haven't written ONE blog post on my shared blog with my husband. ultimate fail.
I HAVE however, managed to completely avoid McDonald's for nearly four full months. I stopped in, once, to get lunch for my daughter and mother, but didn't get so much as a diet coke for myself. (not that any of this avoidance has helped me with the weight loss at all... i'm maintaining steadily at the number I started the year at).
05 January 2009
slacks
blogger... facebook... ymail
i prefer trousers, but most often find myself in "pants" - mock-dockers (daren't call them chino's as they're not) or cords. except at home, where my fat ass is ALWAYS cloaked in "lounge pants" which is code for pajama bottoms.
i suspect i may be experiencing some form of depression (you know, that "form" that is technically classified as denial, because depression sounds so serious, and really, i'm mostly only just lazy). i'm fairly certain my husband will read this, shake his head at me, and wonder when my next "hermitage" will set in.
on accounta i'm fat and wholly lacking in motivation. oh sure, i want to be slenderer. but i'm apparently hungry for everything BUT being healthy and lean and firm. (in my mind, appetite, beef, and ripe followed each of the adjectives).
i have 2 resolutions this year... only two. one is a shared blog with my husband, the other is to avoid McDonalds. I should be able to manage to stick to them. I have broken a good deal of bad habits by adopting the persona... as an example, I chose to be a non-smoker, and haven't had a single puff since. While I was pregnant and for the year and half afterwards, I didn't drink. It was part of the person I was. When I was in college I was the girl who didn't wear jeans... not "wouldn't" but "didn't". There's something DEFINITE in the statement that I "don't" that helps me get through it. I'm not sure how to be the girl who "doesn't" over-eat, or eat crap, or drink soda (i was almost her in college too - - i didn't drink any brown soda's back then).
I'm so VERY looking for the way to be the girl who likes to work out (like i used to like situps). I desperately want to be the girl who doesn't eat stupidly. because resolutions for stuff like this don't work for me unless they're personality shifts.
maybe having sassy black hair and a wii fit and being the girl who doesn't patronize the golden arches will work for me.
meanwhile - for the rest of the workday - i have to be the girl who doesn't slack at work.
fin out.
i prefer trousers, but most often find myself in "pants" - mock-dockers (daren't call them chino's as they're not) or cords. except at home, where my fat ass is ALWAYS cloaked in "lounge pants" which is code for pajama bottoms.
i suspect i may be experiencing some form of depression (you know, that "form" that is technically classified as denial, because depression sounds so serious, and really, i'm mostly only just lazy). i'm fairly certain my husband will read this, shake his head at me, and wonder when my next "hermitage" will set in.
on accounta i'm fat and wholly lacking in motivation. oh sure, i want to be slenderer. but i'm apparently hungry for everything BUT being healthy and lean and firm. (in my mind, appetite, beef, and ripe followed each of the adjectives).
i have 2 resolutions this year... only two. one is a shared blog with my husband, the other is to avoid McDonalds. I should be able to manage to stick to them. I have broken a good deal of bad habits by adopting the persona... as an example, I chose to be a non-smoker, and haven't had a single puff since. While I was pregnant and for the year and half afterwards, I didn't drink. It was part of the person I was. When I was in college I was the girl who didn't wear jeans... not "wouldn't" but "didn't". There's something DEFINITE in the statement that I "don't" that helps me get through it. I'm not sure how to be the girl who "doesn't" over-eat, or eat crap, or drink soda (i was almost her in college too - - i didn't drink any brown soda's back then).
I'm so VERY looking for the way to be the girl who likes to work out (like i used to like situps). I desperately want to be the girl who doesn't eat stupidly. because resolutions for stuff like this don't work for me unless they're personality shifts.
maybe having sassy black hair and a wii fit and being the girl who doesn't patronize the golden arches will work for me.
meanwhile - for the rest of the workday - i have to be the girl who doesn't slack at work.
fin out.
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