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| 01 November 2005 ~ Tuesday Birthday Countdown: 24 days Song of the Day: My Doorbell by The White Stripes Happy 1st of November, kids. A couple of people have asked me about my graphics. I get them for free from here. You can also buy graphics from her. It's a cool website. I have a link to her on my homepage and on the links page. I wish I could draw like this, though, believe me. I also wish I could sing, but that's a story for another day. Lately, I've been thinking more and more about my best friend Kathy - especially with Sarah's due date drawing closer. It's sad to think that she doesn't even know Sarah is pregnant much less expecting the baby within the next few weeks. We haven't heard from her in about two years. I wonder what she is up to, if she's safe; hell, if she's even alive. Right before she "dropped off the face of the earth," I had sent her a book that I bought from Powell's about a woman who was going through a lot of rough stuff. She lost (or quit) her job and took what little money she had and took off. She traveled the world, working where she could, and really came to find herself and see the world for how it really is. It reminded me so much of Kathy that I bought it and mailed it right to her. I wonder if that's what she's doing? She quit her job around her 28th birthday and we haven't been able to find her since. I hope she finds what she's looking for. We miss her more than she will ever realize. She and Sarah are the sisters that I will never have. They're my family and when one of them is hurting, I hurt. We're different, the three of us. But the bond we have can never be broken. We are the Three Plutonians. -M |
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| 02 November 2005 ~ Wednesday Song of the Day: My Immortal by Evanescence I don't care for days like this. I blame not sleeping well these past few nights. It's a day for shedding tears. I have decided that if I ever pay for a website, I'm going to supplement it by putting Google Ads and the like on it. Not popups and since they are pay by click, you all will be required to visit daily and tell all of your friends. No exceptions. Also, it's stupid for everyone to gang up on the Weavers on The Amazing Race. While they aren't my favorite team - you aren't there to make friends; you're there to win $1 million. One of my favorites, the Gaghans, were eliminated. The Linz family, my other favorite, is still around. -M |
| 04 November 2005 ~ Friday Song of the Day: Jesus Walks by Kanye West I'm changing things up a bit, kids. I decided this "blog" should be the first page. I've added a bit to the "home page" which really isn't a home page as this is the first page you see. I'm confused. Anyway, in theory, you shouldn't have to click so much if you just want to read what is on my mind. Sorry I didn't update yesterday, the bossman let Monica and I go to lunch together which can only mean one thing: we're all losing our jobs. Usually, if we want to go to lunch at the same time, it takes careful planning (read: a day where bossman will be on a plane during lunch). It's crazy and I don't feel like getting into it right now. So, I was actually social the other night and went to happy hour and a movie with PonyM and Susan (still trying to think of an alias for her). We went to Huber's - they have a cheap happy hour menu and the portions were huge. I also suggest you try the Orange Drop - yum. We then went to the 7:15 showing of Elizabethtown. We got there at 7:22 (15 minutes for previews) only to discover that the movie wasn't showing due to a sneak peak of Pride and Prejudice. It was really quite funny and a little sad at the same time. As a result, I've decided that I will not go see Pride and Prejudice. That, and the fact that no one can ever be as good of a Mr. Darcy as Colin Firth. Sigh. I got home about two hours early only to find Brad doing the unthinkable. WATCHING HOCKEY WITHOUT ME! Lucky for him, it was an NHL game and not a WHL, CHL or QMJHL game. Can you imagine watching hockey without your wife? It's unconscionable. I had a really weird dream that involved my family down in Alabama and Georgia. I can't really remember all of it, but it bothered me. I didn't see my dad's side of the family much when I was growing up. I've been reconnecting with them for the past few years. Last year, Brad and I went to see them for my first time in about 10 years. My aunt e and uncle w had visited us a few months prior and we had a great time (especially when my mom somehow ended up flat on her back in the ocean - you had to be there). Anyway, I was nervous about seeing everyone after such a long time. There was no need for that. I felt AT HOME. That's the only way to describe it. Brad had a great time as well. It was like, well, it was like I always imagined families should be. I can see why my mom still adores them even after all of these years since the divorce (23 years?). Brad fits right in - especially in the "torture Melissa by threatening to throw her in the cold pool" department. It's unfortunate that the men in the family are so childish. They can never equal the greatness of the women. (long standing joke amongst my myself, aunt e, uncle w and little boy cousins) Have a great weekend. -M |
| 06 November 2005 Song of the Day: I'd Start a Revolution by Aimee Allen Just a quick link to pictures from John's Memorial Service/Party. There were some tears and quite a bit of laughter...and an open bar paid for by the hotel. (well, from 10 - 11 they paid for it) -M |
| 07 November 2005 ~ Monday Song of the Day: Tell Me Something Good as performed by Linda Hornbuckle Not much to say today. Very tired. Up past midnight painting and putting stuff back into place. Worried today about stupid stuff. Going to see E'town tonight with the ladies. Having a good time regaling stories about Saturday night. Mom and Curtis got a new dog - Sophie, a border collie mix. Can't wait to meet her. I also can't wait to meet Chauncey (aka Collin). I decided that I will have to fly out to Kentucky to see him within the next year...before his first birthday - have to get my baby fix in. I suppose I can visit with family as well... Had to buy a garage door opener yesterday. Money, money, money. Our opener died - the chain broke and support beam collasped. Luckily, I was able to get my car out of the garage. Exciting. It started dying with my car still parked in it, but by some miracle it opened (albeit hesitantly) so I was able to go to the memorial party and park in the driveway that night. The next morning, when seeing if I could slide the trash can underneath the 2 foot gap, the chain snapped and the beam broke in two. A new one - including install - wasn't as expensive as the new water heater. Unexpected surprises. Owning your own home is nice, but can be very costly. Sigh. They're going to call to set up the install appointment. I suppose I should do some work now. Still haven't figured out if I can upload videos. They're pretty big files. PonyM's video is the best. Tell me something good.... I really miss my husband. -M |
| 08 November 2005 ~ Tuesday Birthday Countdown: 17 days Song of the Day: The Dreaming Tree by Dave Matthews Band Still. Very. Tired. Saw E'town with the ladies last night - had a good time. There was ice on my car when I got off the train. Ice. In November. It was so very cold. Didn't really need the ice scraper, though. We have a hockey game tonight. Vs. Prince George. Chances are good that I will be tired tomorrow as well. The garage door won't be fixed until November 21 (4 days before I turn 30, for those of you counting). I didn't realize door problems were big this time of year. No big deal - the only "problem" is the garbage. Right now the garbage can is by the porch. Eye sore? Maybe. C'est la vie. I hate being this tired - I tend to get EXTREMELY emotional. Finally, to the guy who felt put out by the lady WITH THE CANE who wanted to sit IN THE PRIORITY SEATING AREA: Suck it. You look like a 1990s reject with your Minnesota Vikings team leather coat, your stupid hoop earring (which most guys can pull off - but not you), and your sunglasses on the back of your head (you know, near the nape of the neck). You probably work out at the gym every day because YOU'RE JUST THAT HAWT, so it won't kill you to stand for a while. He was complaining to one of his buddies. I hope he doesn't breed. Question courtesy of PonyM: Which ability would you rather have: flying or invisibilty? Email me with the answer. Before I moved to Oregon, I looked like the picture on the right. I miss it. -M |
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| 09 November 2005 ~ Wednesday Song of the Day: Wild World by Cat Stevens Still very tired. Too tired to think of anything to say, so I leave you with my tired eyes. A self portrait of sorts. Aside: Our company wastes so much money it's no wonder we're always under threat of closing. -M |
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| 10 November 2005 ~ Thursday Song of the Day: Bohemian Like You by The Dandy Warhols I'm going to be blunt; sometimes I don't use common sense. It's not that I don't have any, it's just there is so much going on in my brain at any given time that common sense is pushed down to the bottom of the list, so to speak. However, there are occassions where I see the lack of common sense in others. And. It. Irritates. Me. For instance, today we received a call from a department store - 2 blocks from the office - saying DHL had accidentally delievered a package of ours to them. I went to pick it up and stopped at the customer service desk as I wasn't exactly sure where I needed to go. The lady - who was nice - took me to the administrative office to find it. The receptionist wasn't there but there was a package sitting on the outer edge of the desk...obviously the one I was there to pick up. The CSA looked at it and said "This isn't it" and moved it to the middle of the desk. She went to ask others about the whereabouts of the package so I looked at the one she had just picked up. It WAS ours. It had our company name and address CLEARLY typed out. So, I picked it up and said this IS it. She said no and told me to just wait a minute while she asked someone. At this point, I just get ready to leave and she comes over and takes it out of my hand. I said, it says our company name (I told her the name and address) and she dismissed me and resumed the search to find someone who knew what I was talking about. She finally gave it to me after asking some guy - who could care less - if it was okay if I took the package. So, as I was leaving, I said "it's not like I would come over here to steal a random package meant for another company." It wasn't a big deal, just one of those little things that irritates the crap out of me. Why would I come in off the street and say I received A CALL just to steal someone else's package? Does that happen a lot? Maybe I should try it - I could rack up some nice gifts. I wonder if she was illiterate and couldn't tell that the company name was different? I got about 7 1/2 hours of sleep last night which was so nice. The bossman is out again today which is equally nice. -M |
| 10 November 2005 ~ Thursday (part 2) Just so you can't tease me about my fear of the hantavirus, plague, etc., someone in Eastern Oregon has been diagnosed with the hantavirus. (story) I hope he recovers speedily and thoroughly. Paranoia has its advantages. This is the second case this year in Oregon - the previous case occurred in my county. -M |
| 11 November 2005 ~ Friday Song of the Day: Fred Meyer jingle Happy Veteran's/Armistice (WWI) Day. (the 11th day at the 11th hour of the 11th month in 1918 - one of the few things I remember from my history major) My horoscope for today: Sometimes things are all black and white with no room for gray. Those in charge may have a gloomy view of the world. I don't make it a practice to read the horoscopes, but I found this was pretty interesting. The second part because the powers-that-be at my office have that view of the world on a daily basis. Yesterday, though, I was thinking about my view of the world and how sometimes it is just black and white and other times there is a lot of gray. I found it interesting that it was brought to my attention again today. I think E'town brought up the black/white view of the world issue as well. Something I was watching earlier this week did. Essentially, the main character was saying it's a lot easier to have a black/white outlook on life. I don't necessarily agree with that as there are times where a yes or no answer isn't that simple. Plus, there are times where I don't care one way or another. Then I'm reminded of an episode of The Sopranos where this woman from Eastern Europe said that Americans expect the best out of life and they are disappointed when their status doesn't equal their desire. However, in other parts of the world, people are just happy to survive another day. They don't expect anything. My friend, Sarah, is in labor. I'm really excited for her and can't wait for the phone call telling us that Collin has arrived. She and John are going to be great parents. Collin is one lucky little boy. I would really like to go see my mom and meet Sophie; and play in the 5 inches of snow they have. They had talked about renting snowmobiles if we visit during the winter. Of course, going over Mt. Hood or through the Santiam pass isn't that exciting, but if we're in Brad's truck with chains then I might be okay. I get nervous when the roads are trecherous which is odd since I do have experience driving on snowy AND icy roads. It's just not fun to fishtail. I've been looking through the ads for another job. I just don't want to do admin work anymore, but those are the ads that I look at first. Plus I'm afraid I'm not qualified for other jobs and nothing sounds fun. Some days it seems going to college was a waste. Ah, to be a trust fund kid... Yours in pity, -M |