Sigh, our roof sprung a leak this weekend during all that
rain. Galahad climbed up into the attic (I helped) and put a bucket
down to collect the water that was dripping into our bathroom and ruining
the ceiling. Today a roofer came to give us an estimate on that plus
last year's El Niño leak that we never fixed by
the chimney.
Omg, first he tells me that his company is the one that
repaired one of our neighbor's houses. That one in particular stuck in
my mind because it seemed to go on for months. So, I lied and said I
understood that sometimes these things happen. He looked at the leaks
from the inside and said both were simple. Then, he climbed on the
roof to get an outside view. He came back down, wrote up an estimate,
attached all kinds of references and contractor licenses, and handed this
packet to me. The man has the audacity to say they are simple leaks
and it will cost $1000 all in one breath. Wtf???
I thanked him for his time and IM'ed Galahad to give him the news.
We're going to see if we can get a second opinion although this guy was
highly recommended. Doesn't that sound like a lot of money for 2
simple leaks? Can't we just use some fucking duct tape?
=p
Plus, he was a smoker. I hate when smokers chew gum and think that
masks the tobacco odors barreling out of their mouth towards me. It
doesn't. It just makes it smell like you smoke Menthols. And,
gum chewing is obnoxious when it's snapped or done with one's mouth gaping
open.
Wednesday, April 30, 2003
Tuesday, April 29, 2003
Monday, April 28, 2003
Sunday, April 27, 2003
Sunday, April 27, 2003
Galahad & friend talked me into finally
canoeing the Everglades.
I've been a little trepidatious cuz of alligators, snakes, spiders, the
heat, and the blisters involved in paddling so much. A few of those
fears were assuaged somewhat by having the friend paddling instead of me.
Also, it was an overcast day, so the heat wouldn't be too bad. We
packed up water, sun block, hats, towels, snacks and an ice chest. We
stopped at Subway to buy lunch for the
trip, and then went through the Wendy's
drive-thru to get a pre-lunch lunch. We ate the hamburgers in the car
on the way there.
We arrived a little late (as usual) and talked to the guy there. I asked him a zillion questions about everything from alligator mating season to thunderstorms. He told us to lie low (literally in the canoe) if it started lightning, and he loaned us 3 ponchos in case of rain. He also told me that mating season was virtually year round now as the water patterns were all messed up, so the alligators were confused. It turns out that I didn't see any of the big bull males doing their rumbling growl & dance. I was sorry to miss it but ecstatic that I wasn't in the water next to them when they did it.
The canoe held 2 people but they rigged it so they could throw an extra, non-secured seat in the middle. This had the effect of me raising the center of gravity higher in the canoe, so I was forbidden to paddle. Oh gee what a shame. :p I offered to help twice anyway but was politely rejected.
The trail we went down was 5.5 miles round trip. The rain came down in a torrential downpour about 20 minutes into the trip. We quickly & gratefully donned the ponchos. I was told that the wildlife would really perk up after a rain, so we should see & hear quite a bit. When the rain stopped, we took off the ponchos, bailed out the bottom of the canoe, and kept going. We saw so many varieties of herons & egrets. I had a few dragonflies land on me and take a ride for a while. Maybe it was my lotion? ;) I wonder when they finally left if they were confused as to where they now were. We passed a few baby alligators and many, many alligator trails leading off the main channel.
I started to calm down a little and enjoy the raw beauty. I did freak a little when there was a medium-sized spider in the canoe until my brave Galahad swatted it off with his bare hands. /shudder And then we saw our first adult alligator.
Galahad almost hit him on the head with the paddle cuz he was that close. He quickly pulled the paddle out when he saw it and could barely vocalize to whisper "gator on the left." He just swam past us and went about his business. They paddled a little faster anyway. I was pretty tense but felt better in my fear knowing that it got them a little anxious, too. We had a few more close encounters and stopped for pictures on one of them. The scary part was how they could just disappear into the black, murky water. We saw lots more babies and no water moccasins. Yay!!!!! That type of snake is routinely more aggressive than alligators so they had me a little worried, too. And no close calls with lightning. Yay!!!
I listened to the sounds of the Everglades and imagined how the Indians survived when they got pushed down this way. How scary it must have been with no civilization -- to live in this swampy, aggressive, unforgiving land and start villages from scratch. They had so much to learn.
At the halfway point, we stopped and had our 2nd lunch. I felt very Queen of Sheba by this point. I kept looking for my fan boy. ;) We even had yummy cookies for dessert. The heat descended on us as the clouds cleared up. Man, it was fucking hot. Now I was really feeling for the Indians who lived here so many years ago.
We had a vulture strafe us. They are so gorgeous in the air -- it's hard to imagine it's the same ugly bird one sees when they are sitting. Of course, we all goofed that we weren't dead yet, so it could carry on about its business. We passed a condo of bird nests. I'm not sure what kind of birds they were, they looked like grackles only prettier.
About 3 hours after we started, we saw civilization up ahead in the form of a boat ramp. I for one was happy to have all of our limbs intact at this point. Of course, my Galahad decided he needed one more close encounter with a big fucking gator, so we paddled towards a large one who submerged as we approached. Whew! I managed to persuade them it was a good idea to head in now before my skin was all crispy from the sun.
We arrived a little late (as usual) and talked to the guy there. I asked him a zillion questions about everything from alligator mating season to thunderstorms. He told us to lie low (literally in the canoe) if it started lightning, and he loaned us 3 ponchos in case of rain. He also told me that mating season was virtually year round now as the water patterns were all messed up, so the alligators were confused. It turns out that I didn't see any of the big bull males doing their rumbling growl & dance. I was sorry to miss it but ecstatic that I wasn't in the water next to them when they did it.
The canoe held 2 people but they rigged it so they could throw an extra, non-secured seat in the middle. This had the effect of me raising the center of gravity higher in the canoe, so I was forbidden to paddle. Oh gee what a shame. :p I offered to help twice anyway but was politely rejected.
The trail we went down was 5.5 miles round trip. The rain came down in a torrential downpour about 20 minutes into the trip. We quickly & gratefully donned the ponchos. I was told that the wildlife would really perk up after a rain, so we should see & hear quite a bit. When the rain stopped, we took off the ponchos, bailed out the bottom of the canoe, and kept going. We saw so many varieties of herons & egrets. I had a few dragonflies land on me and take a ride for a while. Maybe it was my lotion? ;) I wonder when they finally left if they were confused as to where they now were. We passed a few baby alligators and many, many alligator trails leading off the main channel.
I started to calm down a little and enjoy the raw beauty. I did freak a little when there was a medium-sized spider in the canoe until my brave Galahad swatted it off with his bare hands. /shudder And then we saw our first adult alligator.
Galahad almost hit him on the head with the paddle cuz he was that close. He quickly pulled the paddle out when he saw it and could barely vocalize to whisper "gator on the left." He just swam past us and went about his business. They paddled a little faster anyway. I was pretty tense but felt better in my fear knowing that it got them a little anxious, too. We had a few more close encounters and stopped for pictures on one of them. The scary part was how they could just disappear into the black, murky water. We saw lots more babies and no water moccasins. Yay!!!!! That type of snake is routinely more aggressive than alligators so they had me a little worried, too. And no close calls with lightning. Yay!!!
I listened to the sounds of the Everglades and imagined how the Indians survived when they got pushed down this way. How scary it must have been with no civilization -- to live in this swampy, aggressive, unforgiving land and start villages from scratch. They had so much to learn.
At the halfway point, we stopped and had our 2nd lunch. I felt very Queen of Sheba by this point. I kept looking for my fan boy. ;) We even had yummy cookies for dessert. The heat descended on us as the clouds cleared up. Man, it was fucking hot. Now I was really feeling for the Indians who lived here so many years ago.
We had a vulture strafe us. They are so gorgeous in the air -- it's hard to imagine it's the same ugly bird one sees when they are sitting. Of course, we all goofed that we weren't dead yet, so it could carry on about its business. We passed a condo of bird nests. I'm not sure what kind of birds they were, they looked like grackles only prettier.
About 3 hours after we started, we saw civilization up ahead in the form of a boat ramp. I for one was happy to have all of our limbs intact at this point. Of course, my Galahad decided he needed one more close encounter with a big fucking gator, so we paddled towards a large one who submerged as we approached. Whew! I managed to persuade them it was a good idea to head in now before my skin was all crispy from the sun.
Saturday, April 26, 2003
Saturday, April 26, 2003
The babies are here!!!!!!!! The babies are here!!!!!
Little Miss Birdie had her precious little chickies. Say it with me... awwwwwwwwwwww. ;)
It rained (big glorious lightning & thunderstorms) all day today, so I did the best thing and stayed in bed and read & napped. It was a wonderful day. :) We went out for dinner at a snooty Boca place in Mizner Park called Pranzo. The food was great, and the ambiance wasn't too weird. I forgot how bad the whole cosmetic surgery scene was though. I always goof about it, but the impact was harsher than I remembered. One woman looked like she was about to fall over from being too top-heavy and yet she was wearing a tube-dress and forever adjusting & fidgeting to make it more comfortable. I was very happy to be wearing comfortable clothes and not doing the whole beauty is painful scene --- not that I didn't primp a little bit before we went out. ;) And, I either looked good enough to catch a few eyes or else I looked like a freak for my lack of cosmetic surgery. Hehe, not sure really.
Some inconsiderate asshole ruined the end of my dinner for me. The fucker sat down next to us at an outdoor table (bypassing the hostess) with a BIG fucking nasty cigar. What made it worse (in my eyes) is that his woman was very pregnant. First of all, what a dick for smoking in a crowded outdoor eatery. Second of all, nice way to poison his unborn child. Third, he was just an asshole in the way he treated anyone he encountered. By the way, the very pregnant woman was wearing an ensemble that flaunted her bare midriff. So was I, so I can't point fingers, but my waist is about 8 months less pregnant than hers.
It was fun to go out, and the food was excellent, but I am so very glad I don't do that scene anymore. It is so fake and reeks of superficiality. I think my Galahad and I both came home appreciating each other all over again. ;)
Little Miss Birdie had her precious little chickies. Say it with me... awwwwwwwwwwww. ;)
It rained (big glorious lightning & thunderstorms) all day today, so I did the best thing and stayed in bed and read & napped. It was a wonderful day. :) We went out for dinner at a snooty Boca place in Mizner Park called Pranzo. The food was great, and the ambiance wasn't too weird. I forgot how bad the whole cosmetic surgery scene was though. I always goof about it, but the impact was harsher than I remembered. One woman looked like she was about to fall over from being too top-heavy and yet she was wearing a tube-dress and forever adjusting & fidgeting to make it more comfortable. I was very happy to be wearing comfortable clothes and not doing the whole beauty is painful scene --- not that I didn't primp a little bit before we went out. ;) And, I either looked good enough to catch a few eyes or else I looked like a freak for my lack of cosmetic surgery. Hehe, not sure really.
Some inconsiderate asshole ruined the end of my dinner for me. The fucker sat down next to us at an outdoor table (bypassing the hostess) with a BIG fucking nasty cigar. What made it worse (in my eyes) is that his woman was very pregnant. First of all, what a dick for smoking in a crowded outdoor eatery. Second of all, nice way to poison his unborn child. Third, he was just an asshole in the way he treated anyone he encountered. By the way, the very pregnant woman was wearing an ensemble that flaunted her bare midriff. So was I, so I can't point fingers, but my waist is about 8 months less pregnant than hers.
It was fun to go out, and the food was excellent, but I am so very glad I don't do that scene anymore. It is so fake and reeks of superficiality. I think my Galahad and I both came home appreciating each other all over again. ;)
Friday, April 25, 2003
Thursday, April 24, 2003
Thursday, April 24, 2003
Galahad's friend came to visit us today from out of town.
Laugh, Galahad has been going crazy fixing shit around the house the past
few days. Dunno why he gets like that. I made sure we had clean
sheets on the bed and clean towels in the bathroom for him. Isn't that
enough? :p
We went to dinner at The River House again. Mmmmmm, I like their food. :) Yes, I'm predictable and had the brie again.
We went to dinner at The River House again. Mmmmmm, I like their food. :) Yes, I'm predictable and had the brie again.
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
Tuesday, April 22, 2003
Tuesday, April 22, 2003
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Monday, April 21, 2003
Monday, April 21, 2003
We have this weird spiky thorn bush of death plant under my
office window. It's a good deterrence for a first floor window.
It almost always gets me when I try to prune it. Anyway, it started to
flower. WTF???? We've had it almost 5 years now, and it's never
done that before.
Sunday, April 20, 2003
Sunday, April 20, 2003
Off to Galahad's family for Easter dinner. Haha, this
was so not the traditional Easter dinner. His parents are older and
had some of their friends over. They were slightly intoxicated when we
got there and only got worse. I of course had my usual water.
Luckily I've met them a lot over the years, so no one hassled me about not
drinking. Omg, it was so funny as they drank more & more. Who
knew old people spoke of such things??? Somehow the talk turned to
penis size between black & white men. Rofl, and then little
Miss-I-Know-Everything couldn't help but chime in on what the latest studies
show on that. I wonder if they went back home and said, "how does
Wendy know that?" They were all goofing that they can only talk &
dream about sex these days. I wonder what age it stops.
One of the couples said they met when they were 16, and they're in their 60's now. Isn't that sweet?
One of the couples said they met when they were 16, and they're in their 60's now. Isn't that sweet?
Saturday, April 19, 2003
Saturday, April 19, 2003
Galahad was invited to an Argentinean BBQ tonight. He
is so sweet and said I didn't have to go (cuz I'm shy about meeting new
people), but I love him so much that I made the effort. Omg, the food
was soooo good. We had provoletta (fried provolone) and some specially
BBQ'ed beef, plus various salads. They use wood to slow-cook over,
instead of charcoal or gas. It was incredibly tasty. It was fun,
but I got tired quickly cuz I was still fighting a mini-migraine.
Friday, April 18, 2003
Thursday, April 17, 2003
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
One of my brothers gave me a
Barnes & Noble Gift card, so I stopped there on the way to my
chiropractor appointment. I love books, so I thought this would be a
pleasant endeavor. Omg, I was so overwhelmed. First of all, this
one is 2 stories. They have sections for every kind of book
imaginable. I just want light entertainment. I'm shallow like
that. ;)
I finally find the regular books, upstairs in the back. Now this should be easy I'm thinking cuz as I mentioned, I love books. But I think that's my problem, I love books a little too much. So, whatever I buy, I will probably keep. Therefore, I want it to be worth my time and my brother's money. I'm way too embarrassed to buy any girly trash books like Jackie Collins. Yeah, I know it's silly, but there you go. I caught some man checking me out upstairs when he thought I wasn't looking. Hehe, that was nice for my ego.
I decided on the new Carl Hiaasen novel, Basket Case, in the paperback version. I don't like hardcover books usually. I'm small, and they get heavy after a few hours. Also, I like to be able to cram a book in my purse if I'm running off somewhere.
After the book store, I stopped at Jamba Juice, which one of my friends always raves about. Again, so many choices for me. Plus it was crazy busy and trendy with the young college-y crowd. Omg, I felt old for a second until I saw a girl checking me out in that bitchy way girls do to each other. Hehe, another boost to my ego. For those of you who don't understand that, girls only do the bitchy sizing up if they see viable competition. It's a territorial thing.
I had never been to Jamba Juice before and not only did I have to choose a flavor, I had to choose a boost, too. I narrowed it down to Immunity or Femme. I was thinking the Immunity to help me battle potential ominous spots of anomalous skin or the Femme to soothe my moody girlish nature lately. Then I considered what people would think (yeah I know I shouldn't care) if I picked either of those. I wasn't emotionally up to listening to a probable skinny remark based on a lowered immunity system, so I settled for a possible female angst remark and got the Femme boost. Haha, yes I realize I'm slightly crazy and put in waaaay too much thought on these types of small decisions. Don't you feel better now when you do something crazy and can say to yourself, "well Wendy is crazy, too"? ;)
I finally find the regular books, upstairs in the back. Now this should be easy I'm thinking cuz as I mentioned, I love books. But I think that's my problem, I love books a little too much. So, whatever I buy, I will probably keep. Therefore, I want it to be worth my time and my brother's money. I'm way too embarrassed to buy any girly trash books like Jackie Collins. Yeah, I know it's silly, but there you go. I caught some man checking me out upstairs when he thought I wasn't looking. Hehe, that was nice for my ego.
I decided on the new Carl Hiaasen novel, Basket Case, in the paperback version. I don't like hardcover books usually. I'm small, and they get heavy after a few hours. Also, I like to be able to cram a book in my purse if I'm running off somewhere.
After the book store, I stopped at Jamba Juice, which one of my friends always raves about. Again, so many choices for me. Plus it was crazy busy and trendy with the young college-y crowd. Omg, I felt old for a second until I saw a girl checking me out in that bitchy way girls do to each other. Hehe, another boost to my ego. For those of you who don't understand that, girls only do the bitchy sizing up if they see viable competition. It's a territorial thing.
I had never been to Jamba Juice before and not only did I have to choose a flavor, I had to choose a boost, too. I narrowed it down to Immunity or Femme. I was thinking the Immunity to help me battle potential ominous spots of anomalous skin or the Femme to soothe my moody girlish nature lately. Then I considered what people would think (yeah I know I shouldn't care) if I picked either of those. I wasn't emotionally up to listening to a probable skinny remark based on a lowered immunity system, so I settled for a possible female angst remark and got the Femme boost. Haha, yes I realize I'm slightly crazy and put in waaaay too much thought on these types of small decisions. Don't you feel better now when you do something crazy and can say to yourself, "well Wendy is crazy, too"? ;)
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
Almost time for me to pull my head from the sand. It's
been a while since I've seen any suspicious spots on my skin. I
now have 2. :( They
are both iffy and might just be anomalies. Wtf is a skin anomaly
anyway? I was just starting to be happy with the color of my skin,
too. I no longer am a beacon of blinding white on a dark night.
I have a nice golden sheen to my paleness. I wonder if it's guilt that
causes anomalies. I wonder how many days it will take me to finally
schedule a visit to my dermatologist. Wish me courage.
Monday, April 14, 2003
Monday, April 14, 2003
Yay, my head is better!!!
:)
Ding dong the wicked witch is dead! Which old witch? The wicked witch!
Ding dong the wicked witch is dead! Which old witch? The wicked witch!
Sunday, April 13, 2003
Sunday, April 13, 2003
Omg, I've had a migraine since Friday night.
:( Luckily Galahad
brought home movies, so I've been able to veg on my big white chair while
watching movies. We watched
Lilo & Stitch about 3 times so far. lol. The other one was
called Collinwood, a
little independent film. It was kind of cute.
Saturday, April 12, 2003
Saturday, April 12, 2003
I've been told that my whisper on Wednesday was hurtful.
I apologize to anyone whose feelings I hurt. I wanted to inflict some
pain on the people who inflict pain on me so often. If this doesn't
apply to you, then I am truly sorry. If this does apply to you, then I
am sorry for sinking to your level. However, I hope you all
re-evaluate how you treat anyone based on weight.
Friday, April 11, 2003
Friday, April 11, 2003
We watched a movie last night that disturbed me --
The Salton
Sea. I always think I can handle it, but then if it's well-done, I
just walk away feeling yicky. There were so many factors in it that
disturbed me. Is it just that I am more sensitive to these things?
Do other people get upset from watching human pain? Yes, I know it's a
movie, but that type of pain is out there all the time. Do other
people not make the leap from movie to real life? How is that
entertaining (which in my mind connotes good) to watch suffering?
I had a hard time watching Cowboy Bebop last night after this. Galahad kept saying, "but it's just a cartoon." For those of you who don't know it, it's a dark cartoon. Why do people like horror and gore movies? What is so compelling about the dark side of life? Why am I wired so differently that I can't stand that? It just depresses me.
I had a hard time watching Cowboy Bebop last night after this. Galahad kept saying, "but it's just a cartoon." For those of you who don't know it, it's a dark cartoon. Why do people like horror and gore movies? What is so compelling about the dark side of life? Why am I wired so differently that I can't stand that? It just depresses me.
Thursday, April 10, 2003
Wednesday, April 9, 2003
Wednesday, April 9, 2003
I had a company event today to meet & appreciate the
customers. It was a FULL day (I got home at 8:30 PM) of schmoozing disguised as fun. I
did have some fun, but first I had to wear a putty-colored polyester golf
shirt emblazoned with a teeny tiny logo of ours on one sleeve, so it
looked like I just wore it for fashion.
:(
During the course of the day, I got hungry as usual. Since I wasn't at home, I didn't get my healthy after-lunch-before-dinner snack. Since this was a customer appreciation event, I had all kinds of snackies for them. Instead of being responsible and eating my Balance bar in my purse, I scarfed down 1 bag of potato chips, 2 bags of Nutter Butter Bites, and 1 fun-sized bag of peanut M&M's. I did wash it all down with several bottles of water, so I didn't totally lose my mind. And for the record, those Nutter Butters had 4 grams of protein in each serving. =p
At about 5:30ish, we started gathering in for dinner. Yeah, you guessed it, I wasn't exactly starving anymore. I did eat my salad and Wendy-sized portions of some of the main courses, minus dessert. So here comes my rant disguised as plausible questions.
Why is it okay for overweight people to comment on the quantity that I eat but not okay if I turn around and say something similar? Why is it considered rude and/or hurtful to say "Wow, you sure eat a LOT!!! Maybe if you ate less, you wouldn't have that big fat ass."? But it's not considered hurtful or rude to say "No wonder you're just skin & bones, you barely eat."
[On a related but tangential note, dinner with my dad last night went well. He did end with another "Are you sure you're eating?" comment though. :( I stooped and lowered myself to his level and rubbed his growing belly and said he was getting a bowl of jelly there (a la Santa Claus). It helped a lot that my Galahad went with us. He kept squeezing my hand under the table when he saw me getting frustrated with how self-absorbed my father is. The Thai food was yummy, and my father told some amusing anecdotes.]
So, what the fuck is wrong with people? To all of you overweight people out there who do that, it IS in fact hurtful to me when people make mean or inconsiderate skinny remarks to me. I usually make quite an effort to eat well. Yesterday I lost my mind on Nutter Butters' yummy goodness, but normally, I force myself to resist the temptation. And, it isn't always easy for me to do that. I usually exercise self-control and good judgment. Stop being mean to me and try using that time-worn advice.... "If you having nothing nice to say, then don't say anything." I am not TOO skinny, and if I am, it is still NOT your business. If you're that fucking concerned, try paying my sushi bill for a month and see if I still don't eat enough.
During the course of the day, I got hungry as usual. Since I wasn't at home, I didn't get my healthy after-lunch-before-dinner snack. Since this was a customer appreciation event, I had all kinds of snackies for them. Instead of being responsible and eating my Balance bar in my purse, I scarfed down 1 bag of potato chips, 2 bags of Nutter Butter Bites, and 1 fun-sized bag of peanut M&M's. I did wash it all down with several bottles of water, so I didn't totally lose my mind. And for the record, those Nutter Butters had 4 grams of protein in each serving. =p
At about 5:30ish, we started gathering in for dinner. Yeah, you guessed it, I wasn't exactly starving anymore. I did eat my salad and Wendy-sized portions of some of the main courses, minus dessert. So here comes my rant disguised as plausible questions.
Why is it okay for overweight people to comment on the quantity that I eat but not okay if I turn around and say something similar? Why is it considered rude and/or hurtful to say "Wow, you sure eat a LOT!!! Maybe if you ate less, you wouldn't have that big fat ass."? But it's not considered hurtful or rude to say "No wonder you're just skin & bones, you barely eat."
[On a related but tangential note, dinner with my dad last night went well. He did end with another "Are you sure you're eating?" comment though. :( I stooped and lowered myself to his level and rubbed his growing belly and said he was getting a bowl of jelly there (a la Santa Claus). It helped a lot that my Galahad went with us. He kept squeezing my hand under the table when he saw me getting frustrated with how self-absorbed my father is. The Thai food was yummy, and my father told some amusing anecdotes.]
So, what the fuck is wrong with people? To all of you overweight people out there who do that, it IS in fact hurtful to me when people make mean or inconsiderate skinny remarks to me. I usually make quite an effort to eat well. Yesterday I lost my mind on Nutter Butters' yummy goodness, but normally, I force myself to resist the temptation. And, it isn't always easy for me to do that. I usually exercise self-control and good judgment. Stop being mean to me and try using that time-worn advice.... "If you having nothing nice to say, then don't say anything." I am not TOO skinny, and if I am, it is still NOT your business. If you're that fucking concerned, try paying my sushi bill for a month and see if I still don't eat enough.
Tuesday, April 8, 2003
Tuesday, April 8, 2003
Little Miss Birdie is doing fine. Sometimes she faces
forward, sometimes back. Doesn't she get bored? Last night, we
saw Mr. Birdie checking on her, but I really haven't seen him around much.
Maybe he sneaks in at night to feed her. I keep leaving food out, but
they don't touch it. She looks so serene sitting there, but doesn't
she get hungry? We started keeping our porch light off in the
back so she could get some rest & privacy.
Isn't it amazing that they built a nest balanced on top of 3 hanging cushions without any hands? Isn't it even more amazing that we have accommodated so much for some fancy-ass pigeons? =p Are mourning doves in the same family as pigeons? Hehe, it sounds more elegant, doesn't it?
On a different note, I'm going out to dinner with my father again tonight. Galahad has graciously offered to go with us. I am hopeful that we will have an enjoyable evening with lots of yummy Thai food. Wish us luck and me patience. :)
Isn't it amazing that they built a nest balanced on top of 3 hanging cushions without any hands? Isn't it even more amazing that we have accommodated so much for some fancy-ass pigeons? =p Are mourning doves in the same family as pigeons? Hehe, it sounds more elegant, doesn't it?
On a different note, I'm going out to dinner with my father again tonight. Galahad has graciously offered to go with us. I am hopeful that we will have an enjoyable evening with lots of yummy Thai food. Wish us luck and me patience. :)
Monday, April 7, 2003
Sunday, April 6, 2003
Sunday, April 6, 2003
I FUCKING HATE DAYLIGHT SAVING TIME!
%&*^$#$%^#$!!!!!! :(
No, I didn't miss anything important. It's just damn silly and outdated. Yes, I remembered to change my clocks, but I have a zillion of them. Now, my sleep schedule is screwy. I can screw it up just fine on my own.
No, I didn't miss anything important. It's just damn silly and outdated. Yes, I remembered to change my clocks, but I have a zillion of them. Now, my sleep schedule is screwy. I can screw it up just fine on my own.
Saturday, April 5, 2003
Saturday, April 5, 2003
/swoon
I love my Galahad! He says the best things and doesn't even realize it. We were visiting a neighbor, and he had a few glasses of wine. That usually makes him more chatty. We were talking to each other while she was out of the room about matchmaking, dating, and such. Anyway, he said the reason he's been so happy with me for so many years was because of my beautiful mind.
/swoon
/swoon
I fall in love with him all over again so very often. :)
I love my Galahad! He says the best things and doesn't even realize it. We were visiting a neighbor, and he had a few glasses of wine. That usually makes him more chatty. We were talking to each other while she was out of the room about matchmaking, dating, and such. Anyway, he said the reason he's been so happy with me for so many years was because of my beautiful mind.
/swoon
/swoon
I fall in love with him all over again so very often. :)
Friday, April 4, 2003
Friday, April 4, 2003
WARNING: This is gonna be girly in nature, so stop
reading now if you're squeamish.
I received a free sample in the mail from Proctor & Gamble --- their new Pearl tampons. Is it just me or is that kind of insulting as a marketing gimmick? I mean really. Are they trying to give tampons class? And couldn't they have put it in a plain brown wrapper? No. They had to stamp NEW Pearl Tampons all over it. Yes, I am a grown woman that still gets a little self-conscious when buying tampons at the store.
Once in Winn-Dixie, they had some little tag on the box that set off the alarm at the door. Omg, I had security all over me, looking through my bag, waving my tampons around back & forth through the security checkpoint setting off the alarm each time, and yelling (yes yelling) across the store to the cashier I had just left to see if I had paid for them. Couldn't they just as easily have looked at my receipt? I know they're expensive, but who's gonna forge receipts to save $7? That was several years ago, and I have NEVER been back to that store. Bastards. I bet they did that on purpose and laughed about it for days. I was very proud of myself and held my composure though. I almost walked out of the store and said forget it, but I didn't want to lose my $7. lol.
Back to the pearls. They actually had a scratch & sniff spot on the box they came in for their new fresh scent. Wtf? Don't they know that women can just shower? How is Proctor & Gamble the only one in the world that doesn't know it's not healthy to use scented tampons? Masking a foul odor (yes it can get foul if left unattended for too long) with a fresh new scent does nothing. That's like those people who use perfume instead of showering. Lol, soap & water is powerful.
I received a free sample in the mail from Proctor & Gamble --- their new Pearl tampons. Is it just me or is that kind of insulting as a marketing gimmick? I mean really. Are they trying to give tampons class? And couldn't they have put it in a plain brown wrapper? No. They had to stamp NEW Pearl Tampons all over it. Yes, I am a grown woman that still gets a little self-conscious when buying tampons at the store.
Once in Winn-Dixie, they had some little tag on the box that set off the alarm at the door. Omg, I had security all over me, looking through my bag, waving my tampons around back & forth through the security checkpoint setting off the alarm each time, and yelling (yes yelling) across the store to the cashier I had just left to see if I had paid for them. Couldn't they just as easily have looked at my receipt? I know they're expensive, but who's gonna forge receipts to save $7? That was several years ago, and I have NEVER been back to that store. Bastards. I bet they did that on purpose and laughed about it for days. I was very proud of myself and held my composure though. I almost walked out of the store and said forget it, but I didn't want to lose my $7. lol.
Back to the pearls. They actually had a scratch & sniff spot on the box they came in for their new fresh scent. Wtf? Don't they know that women can just shower? How is Proctor & Gamble the only one in the world that doesn't know it's not healthy to use scented tampons? Masking a foul odor (yes it can get foul if left unattended for too long) with a fresh new scent does nothing. That's like those people who use perfume instead of showering. Lol, soap & water is powerful.
Thursday, April 3, 2003
Thursday, April 3, 2003
My morning ritual is now to come downstairs and check on
Little Miss Birdie before getting breakfast. Hehe, who needs pets?
For those of you who care, she seems happy, but maybe she needs more
exercise. And, I haven't seen him around. The bastard better not
have left her. I'll hunt him down.
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Wednesday, April 2, 2003
Wednesday, April 2, 2003
Such a beautiful, glorious day today!
=) And, I'm stuck inside.
:(
I put birdie pics up on my Photo page. Look how cozy she looks? How am I ever gonna dislocate her? Answer: I'm not. No cushions for us for a while. :( How long does it take for little baby birdies to hatch and leave the nest? Doesn't that look unstable? Why can't they use the box we put up for them?
I put birdie pics up on my Photo page. Look how cozy she looks? How am I ever gonna dislocate her? Answer: I'm not. No cushions for us for a while. :( How long does it take for little baby birdies to hatch and leave the nest? Doesn't that look unstable? Why can't they use the box we put up for them?
Tuesday, April 1, 2003
Tuesday, April 1, 2003
I got all girly and added 2 more colors to my hair and
painted my toenails. :)
Last week, I used a burgundy rinse, and then yesterday, I used a gold
highlight shampoo. It sounds bad, but it looks okay.
Galahad didn't notice,
so I couldn't have fucked it up too badly.
;) My toenails are a lovely shade of copper burgundy to
match.
Last night, after I finished my book I couldn't sleep yet, so I watched TV. Omfg, remind me to NEVER do that again. First I flipped through the channels and watched 5 minutes of some train-wreck of a show called Married By America. Good god, what people will do for attention & money. Then, I flipped some more and came upon Six Feet Under. I always hear how great it is, but it just seemed to point out misery in everyone's life. Who needs that? And of course, I fell for it at first. When Galahad came to bed, I asked him if he felt trapped like the man in the show did. He just laughed and asked where that came from. I hate when shows prey upon my insecurities. I hate it even more that most people are unaware that it's doing that. No wonder so many people have esteem issues.
Then, just as we were falling asleep, I got the giggles. Hahahaha, I just couldn't stop laughing. I was laughing so hard, I got tears in my eyes and was shaking the bed. Galahad asked me wtf was so funny. Absolutely nothing which sent me into spirals of hysteria. Hehe, poor guy, first he gets blindsided with relationship questions and then he gets confused & disturbed from his crazy GF's laughter.
Last night, after I finished my book I couldn't sleep yet, so I watched TV. Omfg, remind me to NEVER do that again. First I flipped through the channels and watched 5 minutes of some train-wreck of a show called Married By America. Good god, what people will do for attention & money. Then, I flipped some more and came upon Six Feet Under. I always hear how great it is, but it just seemed to point out misery in everyone's life. Who needs that? And of course, I fell for it at first. When Galahad came to bed, I asked him if he felt trapped like the man in the show did. He just laughed and asked where that came from. I hate when shows prey upon my insecurities. I hate it even more that most people are unaware that it's doing that. No wonder so many people have esteem issues.
Then, just as we were falling asleep, I got the giggles. Hahahaha, I just couldn't stop laughing. I was laughing so hard, I got tears in my eyes and was shaking the bed. Galahad asked me wtf was so funny. Absolutely nothing which sent me into spirals of hysteria. Hehe, poor guy, first he gets blindsided with relationship questions and then he gets confused & disturbed from his crazy GF's laughter.
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