blue box

the silence

happy birthday A, happy birthday

long lost hero

Today I realized that everything is OK. That is, in it's own time.
I've gotten myself worked up over a lot of things and usually it has to do with the impression I feel I've made with others. I can come off rude because I have social anxiety but I can also come across as annoying because I love to talk. Sounds like a contradiction I know. Trust me, they're both true. In the end, more times than not, it all works out swimmingly and I've gotten all caught up in the what ifs for nothing.
Sometimes I get worried about what I may have done in the past - I haven't always made the best decisions. I have learned to live with them and I try not to regret anything (at least not too much) because it has all led up to this. And this my friends is AMAZING. Granted, I've worked hard to get where I am today but I really couldn't have asked for more. So no, I wouldn't change a thing even if I may not own up to it all today!
I would however, like to say I'm sorry for those I have been hurtful, impatient, rude and down right mean to. I am a good person and I want to be thought of as kind and caring with a great personality and a winning smile - and someone who you can go out and have fun with. Cheesy. I can't help it. That's me.
And I know, I shouldn't worry so much about what other people thing. I would like to say it's only the people I either care about or think I may care about one day.

inappropriate use

Got that "new" chair today. I say it like that because it was an "extra" one that just "happened" to be lying around the office. It's some AREON chair. It seems better. We'll "see"

night of the living?

Last night, on my way home from the grocery store after work, the street and traffic lights were out in a portion of my neighborhood. Come to find out the power was out for a couple of blocks around my house, including my house. Luckily, we all have cell phones these days. So I pull out my cell phone to use the light from it to get in the front door and walk up the stairs (leaving my grocery bags at the base for later - putting my own safety above that of the food).
So once I was safely in the house I went around and lit every candle I could find. It was awesome. The warm glow coming from every room made it easy to navigate wherever I needed to go but it was also really calming.
I did use a flashlight to go back downstairs and check the mail. While down there I thought I would open the front door and take in the dark surroundings. It felt as if zombies were going to attack at any moment. I noticed a girl parked in her car in front of the house who was also using her cell phone for light.
A few minutes after I had gone back upstairs our intercom call box from the front door made a sound as if someone had pushed the button from outside. I was terrified. The zombies had come. Then I thought maybe the girl from the car needed some help. I pushed the button back and said hello a couple of times. No answer. Things were getting scary.
That is until I realized the intercom made the noise because the power was back on.

just smurfy thank you!

This year is the 50th birthday of the Smurfs.
Growing up I loved these guys.
I had stuffed Smurfs I slept with and small plastic Smurfs I collected.
When I was 5 I was a Smurf for Halloween.
It was the best damn Halloween costume you have EVER seen.
My dad was really good at that sort of stuff.
I'll give him a call and see if he can send the photo so I can post it.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SMURFS!

hop on pop

My back is killing me. It may be because I've been sitting at my desk at work all week instead of running around. I need a new chair. Is that something I can ask my company to buy me? I want one of those really nice ones. I think I'll ask at the next meeting. Other people here have them, why shouldn't I? I did buy myself a really cute little foot rest. It's a suede cube that can store things in it. It's a beige-ish color that kind of matches my couch. I also bought some pillows and a little throw for my couch. My office needed color (other than the yellow of the walls - which I hope to get painted some day). Now I just need a couple of more personal touches to add to the photographs and candles and it will be all mine. Should I bring the bobble head collection in? I'd need shelves for that. And it's kind of tacky. But fun. I don't know.
But I digress.
My Heart has been seeing a chiropractor lately. Maybe that's what I need to do. I wonder if my insurance covers that...

plastic covered couch

My great grandmother is 101 years old. When asked what she wanted for her most recent birthday she replied, "not to have another one."

She's more alert and active than you would expect for her age. She reads and watches TV to pass the time. She loves baseball and will carry on a pretty decent conversation with any enthusiast no matter where their allegiance lies (hers is with the Yankees as is our entire family). She lived with my grandpa, her son, and a cat named Bher that rode around the house on her walker until recently. They (not that I really know who they are - Bher and my grandpa?) moved her to a hospital a little while back. Said (they again) she was excited to go because her sister was there. I didn't even know she had a sister, let alone one that is still alive. I wonder if this hospital is an actual hospital or if it's a nursing home? I never thought about that until now...

My whole life she's been old but oddly enough, it doesn't seem like she's getting older. At least not to me but obviously it's a different story for her.

She was supposed to go into surgery this week. For something minor none the less it's surgery on a 101 year old body. The doctors say she has a strong heart though and should be fine.
They've postponed it until next week because the hospital wasn't prepared. What is that supposed to mean? How can a hospital not be ready? And if a hospital is not ready do you really want them to do surgery on you?

molecular dogma

Over the holidays I finally finished reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. This book has taken me years to complete and it's a wonderful feeling to have finished it - finally. I also read Into The Wild which was a quick and easy read that stirred a lot of personal issues (I don't think it's necessary to go any further into). So with that goal complete I'm now on to new and exciting reading.
I've brought my college biology text book to work to read! Fun right?
I don't really know what has gotten into me but I feel like learning again. I have always been good at being a student whether it be in school or at work. Now that I'm back in the old familiar business I need to expand my horizons in other areas. I love biology (amongst a vast array of things). I feel like there are aspects of it I need a refresher course on. So I am going to read my biology text book.
I'll let you know how it goes!

my victoria

On Saturday I got a haircut for the first time in over a year.
One of my friends had been growing his hair out to donate it and I decided that was a good idea. I had wanted to do this before, one of my little sisters had done it.
So my waist length hair is now sitting in a plastic bag next to me while I sport a new short and sassy style (yep, I said sassy and it is).
It feels so liberating. I can't believe what a burden long hair had become. Everyone giving you compliments on how long your hair is doesn't make up for the tangles and pulling and washing time. It's a pain in the ass! So short hair is not only sassy - it's EASY! I love it. And now my effort shall not be wasted...
www.locksoflove.org

the little black one

as Grandma Ellen calls him, had surgery yesterday.
It was devestating for a mom to have to sit by and do nothing while her little one is in the hospital all night.
I don't know how it happened but he basically tore out a claw and it had to be surgically removed and sewn up.
Poor little guy.
Now just look at him...

whew

I'm home.
It feels good and it's time to get back to my old/new self again.
San Francisco was amazing minus the cold (my cold that is - not the weather, it was perfect until the day we left).
Chicago was relaxing minus the cough (that still hasn't completly gone away).
I was nervous about my first day back to work in over 2 weeks but it's just as comfortable as the day I left (if not more so now that I have some of my own stuff in my new office).
Got a lot of fun stuff for Christmas.
Gave some fun stuff for Christmas.
Couldn't stay up until midnight on New Year's Eve.
The little black one is having minor surgery on his foot today.
My Heart is still on leave from his job.
I'm about to beat Zelda on the DS.
And that's life in a nutshell for now.