Domestic Geek

Current mood: sad

What an extremely sad day. We lost two very talented entertainers:
Dudley Moore and Milton Berle.

Sorry, I dont' think there's going to be whole lot of posting the next few days. I decided to take three days off from work to get stuff done that really, REALLY needs to get done. Luckily my satellite connection is sucking today (getting this much of a post up took forever) and it gave me the motivation to get started on my list of projects. So far, my master bath shower is totally apart and I need to run and get some things to fix it. I've been dusting, paying bills, laundry, dishes, etc. So, if I can take a few minutes to post, I will, otherwise, I'll definately post on Thursday (especially if nobody does any dough while I'm off). Wish me luck that I can get the shower back together.

EIGHT FROM THE EIGHTIES

1) You might as well face it, you're addicted to...
New York Cheesecake. Mmmm, I wish I had some right now. No, stop thinking about it. Argh!

2) All I really need to do is find myself a brand new...
Lover...Oh, wait, sorry, that was 10 years ago. I really need a brand new house. I want a yard and a basement and a garage.

3) Who's the wind beneath your wings?
My boyfriend, Marcus. He keeps me going.

4) Who gives love a bad name?
My ex, Alex. I'd still love to rip his testicles off.

5) Are you too shy?
Unfortunately, yes. I'm extremely shy, even online. I hate it.

6) Do you work hard for the money?
Yes. My aching feet and legs today are proof.

7) There's something strange in your neighborhood. Who you gonna call?
If Marcus isn't around, then the Arapahoe County Sheriff. That's about it living out in the middle of nowhere.

8) Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Because I have nothing profound to say.

This is late this week because I had no internet connection last night and I was really exhausted to boot. I slept for 11 hours straight last night. It felt good, but I didn't get to work until almost 10 this morning. Anyway, here's my Friday Five:



1. What is your favorite time of year?
I love springtime.

2. What is it about your favorite season that, well, makes it your favorite season?
Spring is when things come alive. I love the baby birds, the new flowers, leaves that seem to pop out overnight. The weather is warming up, but it's not stiffling hot yet. The days are getting longer with more daylight, so I don't get as depressed as I do during winter. You get thunderstorms instead of blizzards. I love the rain.

3. What is your least favorite time of year? Why?
I hate winter. It's cold, everything is dead, the days are short. I absolutely hate having to travel in snow. It's a depressing time for me.

4. Do you do anything to celebrate or recognize the changing of seasons?
No.

5. What's your favorite thing to do outside?
I love gardening. I enjoy watching things grow and digging in the dirt.

I was just reading the message boards for Gateway HS at classmates.com. I'm amazed at the people who, 18 years after graduation, are still stuck in the past. I recognize some of the names I read, but I couldn't pick any of these people out in a crowd.

Mary, a girl who was my best friend until high school, is really stuck there. She lives in South Aurora and I used to run into her alot when I worked on that side of town. To talk to her, you'd think her life ended when we all graduated. Actually, she never went through graduation. Maybe that's why she can't let all of it go. She married some military guy and shipped off to another state two weeks before graduation. She became a baby factory. I think she's got like 5 or 6 kids now and they're all kind of bratty. That's one of the reasons when she wanted to get together that I blew her off. After the 10th reunion in '94 (that I refused to go to), she got all nostalgic and wanted to get back with all her old school buddies. She doesn't realize that we have absolutely nothing in common. The only good thing about all the moving around Marcus and I did during that time was she couldn't keep up with where I was. I know that's kind of mean, but I told her once that I really didn't care to reminisce about high school That was sooooo long ago and those people are complete strangers.