May 5, 2008
Au Natural
Yesterday was my favorite kind of Sunday. The kind where I don't leave the house. I putter around the house, cooking, tidying, playing on the 'puter, and snuggling with the cats.
However, I am in desperate need of a pedicure. And since I didn't leave the house, it meant that I had to take my feet into my own hands. The problem with that is that I can't paint polish on my nails to save my life. You'd think after 34 years, and a Girl Scout badge in "Fashion, Fitness and Make-up," I would have figured it out, but no. My nails end up looking like a coked up 4-year old did them.
So, my toenails are now nice and short and in the buff. I keep glancing at my feet and wondering who's feet they are -- I'm so used to seeing color there. I also find that I'm walking softer in the house, padding around like one of the cats instead of striding to and from rooms. Funny the difference some color -- or lack there of -- can have.
May 2, 2008
It's a Migraine Kind of Sky
Okay, that title really shouldn't make me smile the way it does. (And extra bonus points to anyone who gets the reference. No, you aren't eligible, E.)
I take two different meds for migraines. One to prevent them from happening. Another to stop a migraine cold in its tracks if I do get one. I put in for the renewal on the prophylactic *snicker* one two weeks ago. I ran out of them on Tuesday. They still haven't arrived.
Today... today I don't think the pain I feel is being tired. I think the migraine monster is rising from the deep. Curse you Kaiser! I'm off to battle your pharmacy department. But maybe after my head stops wanting to explode.
April 28, 2008
Enter The Matrix
What the hell was wrong with me?
Okay, I'll admit it. 1999 wasn't my shining hour of good decision making and clearest judgment (for example). I vaguely remember seeing The Matrix. I'm pretty sure it was after it came out on video and I'm also pretty sure that I fell asleep during it. I remember thinking it was an interesting premise, but too much of a video game for me. When the second one came out, I had forgotten everything about the first one, so it made even less sense to me.
But lately I've had a hankering to watch it again. It arrived this past week from Netflix and we watched it last night.
OH. MY. GOD.
I don't understand how I did not love this movie. Keenau didn't even bug me. In fact, he was kinda hot. SO many things make SO much more sense to me now. From random quotes that folks say in the office to the boots that all the neko-kids wear in SecondLife. It's been awhile since a movie has griped me and grabbed my full attention like that. Usually I knit when we rent movies, but I didn't want to miss a single thing.
I don't know that I have any desire to watch the second and third (I know they are the suk). But I might just have to pick this one up on DVD for myself.
April 20, 2008
Gah! The Weekend Can't End Yet!
It can't be Sunday night already. I have too many things that I was going to do this weekend. Not the least of which was stop being so tired. Okay, that has been a goal for a really long time now. But I was starting to feel just tired, instead of completely exhausted. But the past two days I've slipped back towards exhaustion. It doesn't help that the cats have been playing demolition derby in the bedroom at 3 AM the last few nights.
I started a number of new crafty projects, though none are as far along as I would have liked. I also never got to writing up about the IA Summit. I wanted to capture those ideas before they completely disappeared into the ether. Jumping right back into a new project at work has been exciting, but greatly cut into any reflective time I had hoped to have.
Oh well. This week should be interesting. Continuing with discovery on the new project. Lots of planning and fine level scoping to be done.
April 3, 2008
Oh, How Times Have Changed
I just read a "You know you are from Newtown when" list over at Facebook. Um, wow. Now, I know that I wasn't the most socially aware high schooler. I didn't find out that folks were selling heroin at the high school until after I was in college. Maybe grad school. But damn. Things sure aren't the way I remember them.
I remember that Drug Center was a place to hang out, but not THE place. That was the Grand Union parking lot.
Everyone had a Volvo station wagon - yup. That hasn't changed. Same with going to Town Hall. Or a party at the Amber Room.
I've heard of The Falls, but never found out where they actually were.
20 minutes to get to a friend's house, sure. Same with the Newtown Bee and photos in the paper.
That's about 8 of the 47. I guess I just can't relate to kids these days.
