Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Monday, December 06, 2010
you know how sometimes I link my old posts?
I've decided to go one better and just repost a whole one. It's really long and a pal who was looking through my archive single it out for a compliment so I thought I'd share it again (and update the song and phone referenced).
Here it is, from October of 2007, a really freaking long meme...
Jocelyn did a Jedi mind trick on me and made me do this. It took DAYS to finish so I think it only fair to give you days to read it. I'll be back next week. Feel free to pace yourself.
If I were a beginning, I would be…. "It was a dark and stormy night..." Name that book?
If I were an explorer, I would be…intrepid, it only seems suitable.
If I were alone, I would be…relaxing.
Friday, December 03, 2010
by Charles Bukowski
today at the track
2 or 3 days after
the death of the
came this voice
over the speaker
asking us all to stand
a few moments
of silence. well,
that's a tired
I don't like it
but I do like
silence. so we
all stood: the
hookers and the
madmen and the
doomed. I was
set to be dis-
pleased but then
I looked up at the
in the paddock
waiting to mount
stood the other jocks
the officials and
quiet and thinking
of death and the
in a semi-circle
the brave little
men in boots and
the legions of death
vanished, the sun
I thought of love
with its head ripped
still trying to
then the announcer
said, thank you
and we all went on about
"the hookers, the madmen and the doomed" by Charles Bukowski, from What Matters Most is How Well You Work Through the Fire.
I know I've mentioned The Writer's Almanac before it must be linked again because
Since the 1st, when this was the poem of the day, the phrase I used as a title has been dancing around in my head. Sometimes a poem or song phrase will stick in my head... for YEARS!
Like this line in Lovers in a Dangerous Time,
"...gotta kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight."
It just speaks to me.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
They make me taller than Thing One.
It isn't going to be long until there won't be shoes capable of acheiving that feat for me, so I plan to enjoy it while I can. Plus, these shoes are actually pretty comfortable.
I needed new shoes.
See, there is the community Christmas thing and since there is a pretty strong Scandinavian influence here, one of the productions being performed is a stage play about early northern European immigrants.
There are some Sven and Ole sketches, among other things. The full cast, including chorus (that would be me), is about 40 people.
Mr. Logo is reprising his role of last year as Ole.
Thing One is reappearing as one of the youth leads, and Thing Two sings AND dances, although he didn't want to try out for a speaking role.
We'll be performing every Sunday night in December.
I got a new-to-me monitor. My last monitor was roughly the same size as a small island nation, or, well, anyway, it was BIG! I don't mean the screen size either, I mean the rear side of that thing stuck out about a foot and a half (and no one needs a computer monitor with back, ok, that is NOT sexeh).
So a pal gave me the monitor below when we started having a little monitor issue.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Once you've been tagged.... (1) Turn on your MP3 player or music player on your computer. (2) Go to SHUFFLE songs mode. (3) Write down the first 25 songs that come up--song title and artist--NO editing/cheating, please....
- Candy - Presidents of the United States of America
- I Feel It All - Feist
- Song of the Cenury- Green Day
- Sex on Fire - Kings of Leon
- Stormy Weather - Etta James
- Mr. Bad Man - Tori Amos
- 3 AM - Matchbox 20
- Add It Up - Violent Femmes
- Commissioning a Symphony in C - Cake
- Back to Black - Amy Winehouse
- Life Less Ordinary - Carbon Leaf
- Long, Long Time - Guy Forsyth
- Black - Pearl Jam
- I Want to Break Free - Queen
- It's a Beautiful Day - Sarah Brightman
- Seven Nation Army - White Stripes
- Mummer's Dance - Lorena McKennit
- Don't stop Believing - Journey
- Thanks That Was Fun - Barenaked Ladies
- Barracuda - Heart
- Creep - Radiohead
- With or Without You - U2
- Pork and Beans - Weezer
- Better - Regina Spektor
- Dreams - Cranberries
Thursday, November 04, 2010
The weather of late had been unbelievably good. Warm, gorgeous fall days have featured crisp, cool mornings that heat up to glorious afternoons and then chilling off to clear, beautifully-starred nights.
My yard is covered in leaves and the colors on the trees are unbelievable. Western Washington often has soggy, insignificant autumns with the turning of the leaves lasting for only days.
This year we are having a bonafide FALL, and it is lovely.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
It wouldn't even start.
So they sent me home Friday in a loaner (score!) and then,
because that didn't suck enough all on its own...
Monday afternoon I had a pal over and started feeling a little bleh.
Next thing you know,
I was puking my guts out and today is the first time I've eaten since then.
I freaking HATE being sick.
Saturday I did get to go see a charity concert that featured some awesome music;
The Presidents of the United States of America,
Sean Nelson (lead from Harvey Danger),
and I got to drive my zippy little loaner Yaris around downtown Seattle including some nifty little sidewalk driving
As of this evening I feel almost human, mostly.
Monday, October 18, 2010
I recently mentioned that I got detention for using "colorful metaphor" at school. I do not mean I used a colorful metaphor ( for example - "Double dumbass on you!"), oh no.
I mean that on the volleyball court, during practice, a gal bumped the ball offsides and I went scrambling after it, when I missed it I muttered...and I quote, "Colorful metaphors!"
This was deemed a euphemism and highly inappropriate.
Today we are taking our newly-purchased used car back to the dealership for repairs for the second time in the week that we have owned it. Twice now it has konked out on Mr. Logo on his way to work. There is a distinct lack of lighted-heartedness, mirth, or joy on this subject.
It is, in fact, what some might refer to as
a sore subject.
As we transport the gimpy &*%$&%$ thing back to where we purchased it so they can attempt to actually repair it...
let me just tell you,
forget the euphemisms; I am using some colorful metaphors!
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
"Logo's been cooking again" sort of look about it. Mr. Logo does adore it so.
The answer to the obvious question there (obvious to SOME people anyway) is, "No, I don't neeeeed all the cupboards open. That is just a bonus!"
I started with a roux, and used about a pound of sharp cheddar cheese. However, I swear it wasn't as unhealthy as it could have been (the roux used more olive oil than butter for example), and at least it wasn't fake food.
Some things should NEVER be in a powdered form, and cheese is on that list.
As are toys for children (those are NOT monkeys, and that ain't the sea)
and tea (Get thee behind me, Lipton).
So this was the stage where I couldn't keep Thing Two out of the pot,
and here is what it looked like afterward.
I probably managed to appear startled and addled, but it was the best I could do at short notice.
Saturday, October 09, 2010
Sunday, October 03, 2010
(much less time to be in front of the 'puter these days)
now that I have unlimited text,
that's ok because now I can chat via text,
Football games go so much quicker when you are texting with your friend.
Friday, September 24, 2010
It was fun and I made an interesting discovery.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
One might think my answers would reveal something unusual about me but if you ask me, the questions reveal much more about Cooper.
1) It’s your second date with a person you met on match.com. They invite you to a formal party at a friend of theirs who lives on a massive estate in the country. The two of you are dressed to the nines and drive up a long curved drive surrounded by trees. Eventually you pull up to a huge stone mansion with lush green grass as far as the eye can see in all directions. Your date takes you inside, walks you across cherry wood floors, past delicate antiques and plush furniture to the back patio where about 70 people all sit in a dozen or so hot tubs. Everyone, of course, is naked. What’s your next move?
I am missing a critical piece of data necessary to make a decision; how is the food?
2) You have the choice of having David Letterman chaperone your daughter to her senior prom or having Stevie Wonder paint your living room. Which do you choose and why…
Stevie, hands down.
First, think how awesome that might turn out? Definite potential in the wacky yet very cool category.
Second, paint isn't permanent.
Third, I prefer Dave to stay on the other coast and crack mean jokes about celebs at a distance.
3) Twenty people are protesting in front of your house. What are they chanting?
No Nukes! No Nukes!
4) When Harry Met Sally. The diner scene. Could you pull that off? In public? (applies to male and female)
Uh huh, given the right motivation, I would totally do that. Depending on who's with me, I'm just not sure I'd still have company when I finished.
5) There are but three foods left in the world: Twinkies, avocado and spam. How long will you last before resorting to cannibalism?
I lack the background on this to choose wisely. Do people taste better than Spam? I'm sure I'd last a week before I was motivated enough to experiment with that.
6) Speaking of which, the zombies are on the march. What skills do you posses that will keep you alive?
I can shoot, use an axe or hachet effectively, drive, run faster than a zombie (for a while anyway), am possessed of a surprisingly vicious streak when properly provoked, can survive being hit by a car, and can swim and kyayk.
7) You’re in the library browsing through the stacks in the far corner when a good-looking stranger catches your eye. This person walks up to you and says you are the most beautiful/handsome person they have ever seen and will give you $50 if the can lick your feet for five minutes. OK. Now what?
In this scenario, am I wearing sandals?
8 - Religion is outlawed in favor of personal spirituality. How will that alter the rest of your life?
As long as I'm allowed to reach out to the homeless and loveless and guard against corruption I can live without the rest of it.
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Monday, September 06, 2010
If it were the Pacific NW would be a truly foolish place to live.
We had a picnic/bbq yesterday because we knew the weather was going to be better and the schedule was more open.
We had 15 people all together.
It was interesting to watch the kids. They played touch football, capture-the-flag and Wii games together. Thing One and two of the kids are within about a year of each other age-wise, and Thing Two and the others are just about the same age as well.
One of my pals moved here from the south and after her kids were born her folks moved out here too. The two of them came along and my dad was here so the three of them got to know each other a bit and seemed to enjoy themselves.
I stopped by the super ultra cheap cheap store and got fall paper products (cuz I'm not only cheap, I'm also lazy), and was amazed how much milage I got out of that.
I was lauded as being nearly Martha Stewart-esque.
All for $5!
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
a coach who helps your kid, a kid who actually does all the stuff expected and then goes an extra mile, a kind friend who once again shows love to you with a gesture that speaks of an intimate knowledge of your heart.
these opportunities arrive camouflaged, well-hidden in the shadows of annoyance, frustration, time-pressures, and stereotypes.
So to you, mean mom at Target who was screaming at her kids, cussing at the clerk, and generally being a nightmare of a human being, to you I say thank you.
When I saw you, I was aghast in a superior and distant sort of way. Your dirty-faced kids, scruffy appearance and foul-mouthed ranting at the lady from the store about coupon specials made me feel a haughty sort of pity for your family.
When I ended up in the check-out line behind you I was annoyed. I had one item, and the $5 bill to pay for it in my hand, waiting impatiently, and your rude, loud urchins were unpiling a UNICEF life flight quantity of store-brand microwaveable quasi-food items and mac n' cheese onto the convey belt.
When the older kid decided to shove the cart as hard as she could into her little brother and he fell back toward me, it was instinct to catch him. The fact you didn't turn around at his yell surprised me a little, but at least you did decide to look when you heard me ask if he was ok.
Your whole face changed when you saw the red mark on his forehead. Instead of some heinous *itch at the store you suddenly looked to me like a fellow mommy who loves her boy.
When you thanked me and apologized and I said you were welcome, then added, "We've all been there," I pretty much meant it.
you stepped out of the shadows I'd cast all around you and created that moment.
"You only have that one thing? Why don't you just go ahead of us."
It wasn't a kidney, it was one moment of your time, but in giving it to me you reminded me of how stereotyping closes my mind and heart and no one deserves to be regarded that way, even if I don't act on it noticeably.
So thank you, thank you for being a better person than I was being in that moment.
Thank you for reminding me that most of us are just doing the best we can at any given time to make it through life and the benefit of the doubt is really the very least I owe my fellow-humans.
Friday, August 20, 2010
well, I got some of the book I own and haven't read yet taken care of and then I bought a book (it was Nick Hornby, and was only $1.99, even in restrospect, I do not regret that choice, the pink skullhead journal [originally $12.99] for only $1.50 may have been a mistake even with that enormous discount, but I spend more on coffee some days and I can always give it away as a gift...if I can find someone who likes pink and little skulls all over their blank books) and then I stopped at the library and found a book on the shelves I'd been wanting to read (A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson, he sort of turned me off with his book about his travels in America but I did like his book about Europe, and the book about Australia was really fun so I decided to take a chance on it and I even found the version of the book for kids called A Really Short History of Nearly Everything, which Thing Two and I are going to read together as a warm up for starting school soon) so I brought that home as well.
Now, wouldn't you know it, I log into my email today and guess what is awaiting me?
An email notification that I have 4 library books awaiting pick-up at my local library branch, FOUR BOOKS!
How does this happen?!
I was between number 6 and number 20 in those hold lists; how do 4 of them land on the hold shelf at the exact same time??
So now I have school rapidly approaching, 5 library books to finish in two weeks, and I'm halfway through the Nick Hornby so I really want to finish that as well.
Oh, and I'm on the board this year for that co-operative school we are involved with, and there are some fascinating complications in my life due to that.
The program Access™?
Yeah, it is a tool of satan.
I'm also the social media chick for the free clinic I volunteer with, and now I'm helping with PR in general.
As much as I'd like to just lock myself in my room and read, I don't know if that is going to happen.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Ten food that define who I am,
1. Pizza, from the rock-hard, whole wheat rectangles my mom specialized in, the Chicago style place Mr. Logo and I loved as newlyweds, to the authentic Neopolitan magic we ate in Italy and have located in Seattle and the yummy american-style place we love here locally, pizza plays a prominent and delicious role in my life.
2. Yorkshire pudding, with leg of lamb or roast beast, served with mint jelly, gravy, mashed 'tatoes, and usually peas. My gramma made this, my mama made this, and sometimes I do too. So delicious and tastes like big family dinner.
3. Nachos, of the homemade sort. This is one of the things my friends and I would eat TONS of as teens, huge cookie sheets full of tortilla chips loaded with toppings and broiled til the cheese was bubbly and the chips were starting to brown on the upper tips. Yum
This is still a favorite of mine, just made some last week!
4. Sixlets, discovered at the corner store by my grandparents' house and a much-loved nostalgic treat ever since.
5. Napoleons, the pastry, OH EM GEE! Also called Mille Feuille, and delicious either way. Discovered as a child at the local bakery and much prized. We didn't do a lot of bakery shopping and when we did it tended to be that we had to order the run-of-the-mill donut rather than a Napoleon. Once I was earning my own money I would indulge more often. I last had one of these at a friend's house about two weeks ago. I exercised a great deal of self control and did not hurt any of the other guests in an attempt to take their serving.... but I thought about it.
6. Cinnamon rolls, oooh how I love cinnamon rolls. Regardless of the fact they can take hours I actually love them enough that I make them from scratch periodically. My sister made some last time I was visiting and her son calls them "Lovin' from the oven."
7. Waffles, I have loved waffles ever since I can remember. Recently, (after I failed to prepare food for the children at what COULD have been considered dinner time) my honey said, "What are you going to do if I die?" Thing One said, "Live on hot dogs and mac n' cheese." Thing Two and Mr. Logo immediately replied, "No, she wouldn't!" Thing Two added, "She hates those!"
Thing One admitted, "You're right. Oh! I know, waffles! She'd live on waffles."
This could be true.
8. Eggs Benedict, I didn't discover Eggs Benedict til I was an adult but when Mr. Logo is looking to really impress me with breakfast in bed he knows this is the sure hit. One of the local places does a crab Eggs Benedict, mmmm, yummy.
9. Curry, whether Indian or Thai is always a big, big hit for me these days. My mom's curry was never my favorite though. I don't know if I grew into it or if the curry of my adult life had just been better. My mother, a woman of diverse and sundry skills, was perhaps not the most talented chef ever to walk a kitchen floor. Either way, I love it now. I enjoy it when Mr. Logo makes it, I will actually even make it myself, and adore eating it at the local Thai place. We don't have an Indian place very close to home but when I do visit one, I always enjoy it.
10. Casseroles, this is to provide some contrast. I, as a general rule, despise casseroles. If it contains pre-processed veggies, canned condensed mushroom soup base, or Bisquick, chances are...I'd rather have a sandwich or a bowl of cereal. There are very, VERY few exceptions to this rule.
Mr. Logo considers this damage from my youth; I call it having a moderately discriminating palate.
When my friend (who specializes in french cooking) made us a casserole a few months ago she started with a roux, fresh veggies, and chicken stock she'd made herself. I cannot even begin to tell you how delicious that dish was, mmmmm, fantastic.
So there you have it, some food favorites.
When you inviting me for dinner?
Friday, August 13, 2010
Lefties have rights, you know!
Left Handed Facts and Trivia:
Sinistrophobia is the fear of left-handedness or things on the left side.
While many people are left handed, very few are 100% left handed. For example, many Left handers golf and bat right handed. On the other hand, there is a high percentage of righties who are 100% right-handed.
Lefties are also called "southpaws". The term was coined in baseball to describe a left handed pitcher.
Tuesdays are Lefties luck day.
Only about 10% of the population is left handed.
During the 1600's people, thought left handers were witches and warlocks.
International Left Hander's Day was first celebrated on August 13, 1976. It was started by Lefthander's International.
They say everyone was born right handed, and only the greatest overcome it. (he,he,he)
It is believed that all polar bears are left handed.
According to this article,
I'm a creative problem solver and forgetful because I'm a lefty,
which means it's genetic, so get off my back, maaaaaaan.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
- I made nachoes yesterday, they were so delicious.
- I bought a basket for trash in our vehicle. There's still wrappers on the floor.
- Dust seems to migrate purposefully to my house.
- I hate it when I turn something on and the volume is already set so loud it rattles my teeth.
- Are we sure a little child abuse is really such a bad thing?
- I think I'm going to go buy a book today.
Saturday, August 07, 2010
someone posted this little quote on their Facebook or somewhere;
What the hell is that about?!
Most of us will never be the beautiful girl. We’ll never have the prettiest eyes or the blondest hair. We’ll never have the flattest stomach or the most flawless skin. We will probably never have an impenetrable heart. We will never become exactly who we expected to be. But this doesn’t mean a thing. You’re beautiful with scars on your knees and freckles on your chest. You’re beautiful with the frizzy hair and the dark chocolate eyes.
This strikes me as deeply problematic, but it's not the surface reassurance that is my issue.
I agree wholeheartedly with the assessment that every human is beautiful and worthy exactly as they are.
I am a more than a little appalled at the underlying assumption that if you aren't blonde, airbrushed, and bitchy, you should be feeling inferior. The implication is that if that is not what you are, it is what you should have wanted to be.
Who the hell EXPECTED to be that, exactly??
I have NEVER had the least blind bit of interest in possessing an impenetrable heart, nor have I ever associated that with being beautiful,
psychopathic perhaps, but not beautiful.
What I do have, I have scars and freckles. Red frizz is the natural state of my hair.
And you know what?
I have absolutely no need for some lousy, consolation-prize declaration telling me I'm beautiful even though I'm not all thing things some jackass deemed actually beautiful.
Don't re-enforce idiocy in a lame attempt to be faux encouraging.
I am smart, funny, weird, fierce, cute, and loving. I am more than enough.
Friday, July 30, 2010
I am not myself a fan of spam in any of its forms.
How closed-minded am I? hmmm?!
but I'm ok with it.
We won't even discuss the gelatinous goo in a can. I can't bear to think of it, gaah.
Regarding email; I have to say, I've never once felt the need to enlarge my penis or improve its performance. I am aware this is attributable more to my gender than my porn star capabilities, nevertheless, I have no interest in these offers.
I don't want to cash your check, see your naked pictures, or find out about your amazing job offer; leave me ALONE!!
And who are the people this works on?? WTF?!?!
Last but not least annoying, not by a long stretch, is blog spam.
Seriously? Who decided this was a good idea?!
I had to activate comment moderation because I was getting spam on every single freaking post.
Does it seem to the casual viewer that this blog would be a fruitful place for Chinese ads??
Because to me, that seems like not only spam, but STUPID, annoying, unnecessary, pointless spam.
We did however, discuss above that my approach could be interpreted as closed-minded.
It's a good thing those spam comments don't track back to individuals because I might be tempted to do something unlady-like...
bwah hah hah.
Ok, I made myself laugh, I actually can't recall the last time I did ANYTHING lady-like.
ANYWAY, that is not the point,
the point is,
they make me want...
to do such things,
I know not what,
but they shall be the terrors of the earth!
Friday, July 16, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Yesterday I headed east with a friend of mine. My pal's family lives along Lake Roosevelt and she wanted to visit them. My sister lives just west of Spokane and I wanted to visit her so we headed over here together.
In just a little while we will head to Auntie's Bookstore,
I am VERY excited about that!
I shall stay here til Saturday so I can be home to see Thing Two (who has become a Scouting Boy) participate in a flag ceremony honoring veterans on the 4th of July.
Hope you have something planned in the next few days that will delight you!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Teeny bunny eating very long stem.
Monday, June 21, 2010
You know what it sorta reminded me of?
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Next year we are sending Thing One to the local high school.
It will be the first year we haven't homeschooled.
It will be a huge adjustment but we are all looking forward to it.
We started homeschooling in Italy when our educational options were very limited. He did NOT want to learn Italian, which ruled out most of the possibilities, I didn't want to send my kindergartener to the DOD school which offered only a full day schedule, beginning and ending each day with an hour-long bus ride featuring all grades,
including high school,