quidditchgrrl

Hola chicos - que pasa?

Thought I'd drop some randomness this morning, just because I'm feeling energetic, for the first time in a while!

**When you go to the gym in the morning, please to be brushing your teefs - morning breath goes a long way on a treadmill! Yech.

**Same with smoking a pack of cigarettes in your car before you hit the gym - I don't miss the pre-smoking ban days, and I certainly don't miss the stink of stale smoke + sweat.

**I have Honeybunch convinced to go to Highbanks Metro Park to have a hike - yay! He has this little stationary bike he's been using, which makes me very happy - he's gotta lose some weight, because his snoring is the deal-breaker in our house.

**My city is not underwater! Well, the part of the city that isn't German Village, anyway. Flooding sucks, everyone who is in a place that is - be safe!

**I want sushi. Mmm, raw fish.

**Two days off in a row that don't involve taking care of kidlets, interviewing, OR attending funerals! (My lovely boss, responded with, "well, at least you'll get a day off" when I called to let her know about my great-aunt's funeral. Yes, because death is such a vacation!)

**Going to Highbanks! brb. :)

I think Honeybunch is officially jealous. ( Read more... )

In other news, the Chemical Brothers have released a single from their album We Are The Night. Video for the first single ( under the cut: )

In other, other news, my schedule at work has changed. I'm now opening on Monday and closing Tuesday. This really pissed me off at first, but then I realized two things:

1. I will be able to take the Monday night circle step class and toning, which is very nice (no excuse not to go, either).

2. I am opening/closing alone Monday-Thursday, which means that I will be completely responsible for whatever happens during my shifts. (If you know me well, you will understand why I consider this awesome.)

What is NOT awesome? That I will miss the HP-Ohio pre-OotP movie premiere dinner BECAUSE I HAVE TO WORK. *cry* :'-((

This, unfortunately, leaves me with even *less* time to do anything that would be considered "leisure". I pop online, check les blogs, email, then off again to sleep or work. Boo! I haven't logged into AIM/Y!M for a couple of weeks because I'm only here for 30 minutes, if that. Double boo. I think I'm still catching everyone's posts on the fly (but if something has happened and I've not responded, wing an email my way...).

I did download a screensaver and background from OotP from the WB website. I am quite excited about this movie - when I was reading it I figured it would translate well to the screen. This summer is gonna be Potter-licious! :)

Er, sorry about my last cryptic posts. I haven't been in the mood to enumerate the various bad things that have happened recently. Add the below to a raging case of PMS, and yeah. Cryptic.

After much ruminating on the year anniversary of Katrina and all of the people still suffering, I have to say to myself: don't get too comfortable with the little inconveniences of life - you know where your family is, and you can go to the space you call home.

Here's the last three months of my life, in a nutshell, cut for the disinterested and for length:

( Work )

( Taxes )

( the car )

Things are looking up at the moment. (  There's light at the end of the tunnel. )

Thanks to those of you who've heard bits and pieces of these things and offered sympathy and support. It means a lot when you can't go to your family.

I'm so happy to see all of the wonderful things that are happening to people on my flist. New cars, babies, jobs, interviews, decorating, houses. To those of you who are having some angst, you have my sympathy and lots of positive vibes headed your way *eyes merrydrought and blue_eye*

Finally, I've been under a small hiatus on news this past week (this is why I've been less responsive lately, authenticpoppy) - I was getting to the point where I couldn't listen to NPR news without my chin wobbling. The Harry Connick, Jr. single had me flat-out bawling last night, after listening to an interview with a man in NO who is sharing a small trailer with two other men, and who doesn't know where his father, brothers, or 6 year old daughter are. My problems? Not so bad.

My holiday weekend is pretty much over at this point. I have to work tomorrow and Tuesday (thankfully, only 10-6 Monday and without patrons on Tuesday, and with help), then back to the salt mines Wednesday before Grand Assembly Thursday-Sunday.

I don't know what we're going to do about transportation this week, since Honeybunch STILL doesn't have his car fixed. Yes, we've been living with one car for almost SIX months. And the guy (who, I just found out, is a friend of a friend of Andy's boss, not a close acquaintance) isn't returning phone calls now. Add this to the lack of action on the IRS front, and well.

But back to this weekend! I went to see Elvis Costello on Friday with a co-worker. Good show, I got to drink a little. (I have to chug down a drink, then I'm pleasantly drunk for 45 minutes or so, then sober again. Good times.)

Saturday, we picked up my nephew (who I've mentioned before, and who is 15 now) and took him to visit at my sister's house. Then we went to see Nacho Libre - or, Andy and Zach saw it, while I napped through the middle third.

Today we went to Dad's girlfriend's house for a cookout and swimming. Andy kept making comments on how nice her place is, and it irritated me so much (refer above for source) that I had to just walk away. It's like he doesn't understand simple math - you have to make/have money to buy a nice house. You can't work for peanuts because you like the person you work for and expect to have material goods - you're trading mental ease for house and home.

Wow, I didn't realize I was so resentful of that until just now.

I crashed out when we got back here, so now I'm totally awake. Sigh.

I am consistently amazed at how quickly my husband can suck the happiness out of anything. Grump.

Do you think I'd get a mitigating circumstances clause if I kill Honeybunch for not taping Lost for me tonight?

Whew. Home from rlanto's birthday party. Poor Renee. :( She is going to regret the night she had!

Darned lucky I didn't take pictures of her hurling in the bathroom. :> I am evil.

As soon as I left, I called Honeybunch and thanked him for the times he's taken care of my drunken butt. Although I think the funny part makes up for the puking and the name-calling and the hauling them upstairs, barefoot, reeking of vomit. Doesn't bother me.

I did get a couple of pictures, if I can figure out how to get them off of my phone and onto the internets. Nothing too risque cause generalmanda and rlanto kiss all the time, however.

Tomorrow, supper at my sister's house with her uber-religious in-laws. Although I like Easter (I know! I hate holidays!), I am not so much with the religious commercialization. Say no to crack Cadbury's Creme Eggs!

Hope you all have a fun Easter!

I'm really sick and tired of Girl Scouts attempting to extort $3 out of me for cookies. Whatever happened to selling door-to-door, at church and to the family? Molesters don't bother kids whose parents chaperone them. *I* bother girls who holler in my face and heckle me when I say no, thanks.

I bought ten boxes of cookies this year; don't mess with me, greenie.

Other news, other news...

Music: If you don't have this little gem, you're missing a great compiliation set. And there's a DVD companion *adds to Amazon wishlist*

Books: Have been reading When She Was Bad: Violent Women and the Myth of Innocence. Heavy stuff, pretty damning. While the author has a clear conservative bent (not Conservative, mind), the points she makes are right to the point. Women can be just as evil as men, more so, and society does all it can to enforce the stereotype of women as helpless victim, even in the face of clear sociopathic behavior (such as Karla Homolka's).

Movies: Watched Walk The Line. Not sure it lived up to my expectations, but it was worth the watch. Reese Witherspoon = my hero.

Sex: yes, please.

Drugs: Need to remember to take my Protonix every.single.day. (Note to self: that burning feeling? That's your stomach eating itself.)

Rock N Roll: I want to see NIN. I do not have money to see NIN. *pouts* I have no idea how I ever managed to see 15+ concerts a year in college (oh, yeah, running every credit card I could get into the ground. I remember now.), but there are several bands coming to town in the next few months.

Love: I love Honeybunch, even when he breaks his glasses trying to clean them. Anyone who knows Honeybunch knows why this is to be expected.

Money: *sigh* Owe ~$1500 in taxes. Bloody marriage penalty for not filing jointly (by which the Feds would make a cool $8K from us). >:-O Andy's brakes are shot, my deductible has to be paid tomorrow, we need a new couch, and Bernie has to go to the vet for his shots. Not to mention the geriatric PC and my ratty, ill-fitting clothes. The lottery is the only way we're gonna get out of this mess. But eh, while it's stressful, I can deal with it. It will work itself out eventually (and so long as we have DSL and something to route it through, we'll survive).

Health: Feeling frisky. Bike needs a tune up and new seat (no more butt blisters) before I hit the road this season. Goal: 10-15 miles, twice a week, with no "bonk". Must invest in low-calorie power bar of some kind.

Family: Niece still pregnant. Brothers still crazy. Dad still acting like 16-year-old. Nat had her ears pierced (and only cried for ten seconds before giving everyone a gummy smile, the stinker).

Friends: Loving all of you. Hitting the town for Gallery Hop (maybe?) for birthday bash next weekend. I haven't seen the birthday girl since she was in the clinic for her WLS...and she's almost 100# lighter. Wow. :)

I think that's every last thing I can think of! *brain empty*

Good night!

My husband gets upset over the silliest stuff.

He's upstairs, stewing sleeping with the door open because I'm up watching TDS and TCR and MI-5. Possibly this is because when I'm obsessed with something, I tend to really, REALLY focus. He gets jellus. Over NERDS and SPOOKS. Although I must admit, Stephen Colbert is certainly one to be jellus of!

Yet he sees no parallel when he completely ignores me during football (and basketball, and baseball) season. (I finally put my foot down on hockey. No hockey on TV, period.)

Barring that, life is good, and I always have good vibes to send:

redblaze, who will be receiving solidified pleasure soon :>
annearchy, for her mom and family
likebunnies, who could use a few hundred good days
tonksnymphadora and archchancellor, who are battling bureaucracy on two continents
ishie, who is starting classes again
writers_wrath on a new job
blue_eye on picking up business

( And some TMI, just for fun )

Night, all.

*grumps* I had to work today, so I missed all the hullabaloo over the GoF premiere. >:-(

Rupert is so cute, Emma so posh, and Dan...well, Dan gets to do whatever he wants because he's Harry Potter.

The Phelps twins are delicious. And legal. Let's not forget that.

Is there a way to get some of the video of this now?? I wanna see what happened.

Darned job.

I am still looking for good H/Hr and Trio icons. Well, not really looking, you know what I mean. Hoping to stumble across some.

Today is our first anniversary. Am eating cake (my sister does cakes on the side and delivers a brand-spanking new cake to the couple on their anniversary) and feeling silly that even though we agreed no cards, no gifts, there was still a card waiting for me this morning and I had to go to K-Mart and pick one up after work. *hangs head*