Friday, September 28, 2012
1. What’s your favorite book you’ve had read to you? I sort of mean read aloud in person, as opposed to read aloud on a recording, but answer it however you want.
It has been ages since I have had a book read aloud to me. But I love hearing. Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No good Very Bad day. Which is my favorite children's book. I absolutely love reading it out loud to my son, and hearing it read. It is a great book to not only read, but act out while doing so.
2.What book (or series of books) would you like to see turned into a film?
Book-Ashes In the Wind by Kathleen Woodwiss. Yes, I can always imagine it, and would love to see it as a movie one of these days. That or The Gamble by LaVryle Spencer. Same sort of thing, would love to see it...
Book Series: The Velvet Series by Jude Deveruex...because it is one of my favorite series...ever...
3. We often complain about movies not being as good as the books upon which they are based, but what’s a movie that was as good as (or better than) its book?
I actually liked the Devil wears Parada as a movie far better than the book, which was hard for me to get through. I could totally understand the movie. Loved it.
4. Songs often take us back to specific times in our lives, or remind us of specific people. What book does that for you, and what’s the explanation?
The Face on the Milk Carton. For some reason this book, whenever I think about it reminds me of the seventh grade. Right about the time when I was actually getting into those big books. It is also one of the few that still sticks out in my mind. Things where so much more simpler back then. Yes it was.
5. What book do you know well enough to quote from once in a while?
Alexander and the Terrible Horrible.....yes, I do recite it. A lot. Maybe I haven't mentioned this as my favorite kids book. I also find it has some great lines....
I hope you all have a great weekend.....even in Australia.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Ever get that feeling that something in your life is about to change? It could be big, it could be small all you are certain of, is this. Something is going to change.
This is the very feeling I currently have.
Now admitidly I may or may not know what it has somewhat to do. And I may or may not be in liberty to say. Or ok, I could technically. But for reasons yet to care to share, at the moment lets just say this could very well be a great change.
Maybe its the whole fact, that this week has been a pretty great week. A professor seemed to take interest in me, and by that I mean is determined to help me out and to pass this semester. She gave me hope. And despite the fact little man is not feeling well, the husband and I have had a fairly decent week-though I do admit to crying last night.-
And then there was the yet to announce news. Which is still something I would like to keep mum about.
Which means, you may be one step closer to finding out.
But you will have to wait that much longer.
Monday, September 24, 2012
But for the moment I will say I am very excited about the whole thing, at just the mere thought...
And all will be revealed in due time
For now I will ask for well wishes, happy thoughts and even though it has nothing to do with Disney, perhaps...
A little bit of pixie dust..
Wish me luck...
and stay tuned....
Friday, September 21, 2012
I was so consumed with my three hour commute home yesterday that I some how missed the fact it was my eight year anniversary with the company.
In the eyes of my father and father in law-who has been with the same company for longer. This may seem like a short fleet. I mean hey they have been in double digits for years now. But in this age, where most in my generation bounce around, well this is huge.
Especially considering its only two years longer than my own marriage.
Maybe I should celebrate this fleet. Throw around some confetti and do my Friday dance even better. But for some reason celebrating doesn't seem right. Its not that I don't exactly want to. But its just. Things are a bit weird. Around me cutbacks are happening, first in the disappearance of the water cooler, then our healthcare options changed. And so I wonder if celebrating this is even something I should celebrate.
I won't even mention the stress of things.
Supporting several different groups. Pulling as a backup receptionist. And often not having enough time in the day to think about what I am doing. I think about how things where when I first started and wonder just how far I have actually come.
And how much farther I will go.
Should I make it to another 8.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Say the two words together and you would find it equals nightmare. And the nightmare has become for me a daily routine.
You know it used to not be so bad. Of course I was at the time taking metro to get down to Anderson in Ballston cutting a good chunk of the travel time in half. But then he was moved to the heart of DC, working at the Verizon Center and suddenly we found ourselves both commuting from the city.
Add to that, he is now getting out fifteen to a half an hour later than he was back at the old office. The result folks is not a pretty one. The result is us getting home at 7 something, and even later if we pick my son up from my parents house a good twenty minutes-sans traffic-away. Maybe this does not seem to horrible. But when you take in the fact we live just about 20 miles away from the office, and we leave the office at 5:30, well when you hit the door at near 8 like today.....well...
I know there is an easy solution, as some would suggest, we could sell the house and move closer to the city. But neither of us want to do that. Find another job, which would be great but not so easy during this time when everyone else is looking for positions, or are in the same situations.
Which means, we are simply stuck. With no other option than to suck it up and deal with it. But as the commute gets increasingly longer, my evenings becoming shorter in more ways than one. Logan doesn't get that time, Andy and I don't get that time. As it is, I wonder if he knows who I m half the time as we barely see him.
Still something has to give.
Because while my commute is getting longer, my patience is getting shorter.
Monday, September 17, 2012
And I am a week away from being a hockey widow.
But not this year.
For as of this past weekend the NHL has gone in a lockout. Jeopardizing the entire season all together and breaking fans hearts until further notice. Including my very unhappy husband. After all this is his job, his team and its sort of hard to do when there is no season.Sure he has things to do. To prepare to be able to start things back up on the drop of a hat whenever they do decide on an agreement. Whether its tomorrow or Thanksgiving or February even. He still has basketball to look forward to. OK so maybe look forward to is not exactly the correct term here as he is not a basketball fan by any means. But yes he does have things to do. It just may not be in the form of the busy packed schedule we are used to about this time.
But I will not lie for I have heard him as much as he loves the season he doesn't mind the fact he gets a couple of extra weeks with his son, and yours truly. And I honestly don't think he misses those suits as much as he would like us to believe. Nor does he miss those 1 in the morning drives home.
He of course has his own opinions of the matter. Siding with the players and still believes that the season will still go on, just with a minor delay. As little man in the background chants Ovi! Ovi! Ovi! and informs me once more for the fifth time in a row that football is boring, I can only hope him to be right. As much as I love hearing my husband talk about his excitement over the baseball playoffs, I must admit its a bit foreign to me.
And ok, so coming from this hockey fan myself...I miss hockey. I have resorted to watching football walking away because I can't stand the fact they stop every thirty seconds for a tv timeout...Seriously.
Since I am out it I figured I would give Anderson a shout out for creating this lovely new layout for the blog. After a summer of hearing his wife ask he finally caved.
Friday, September 14, 2012
1. Who is physically the strongest person you know?
Gonna say my sister on this one, because yeah she is pretty tough and is physically strong-as well as mentally-.
2. What unpleasantly strong aroma have you recently experienced?
Just this morning someone in the office decided to bath themselves in what had to be the worst smelling cologne/perfume. Yes it was that bad that I did not know whether it was generated for a female or a male....seriously some people should know better by now.
3. Many over-the-counter medications come in “extra strength” varieties. What’s something in your life that doesn’t but should?
Baby wipes. I don't use them as much now that my son is three and a half and past the potty training stage. But believe me they come in handy for a whole lot of other things. I just wish they had the ability to suck of the fumes and hold during certain circumstances.
4. When times are rough, what’s most effective at boosting your inner strength?
Music. Pretty sure it can cure just about anything. But in all seriousness if I am ever in one of those moods. All I need to do is pop in some awesome tunes and am feeling back to my old self in a short while.
5. What’s your favorite song whose title or lyrics contains the word strong?
Stronger by Britney Spears. No explanation except I happen to enjoy it.
And that was this weeks edition of the Friday Five. May you have a fabulous Friday and a better weekend.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
The subject was once again regarding certain areas. My unhappiness at work, at school. And yes even in marriage, which is sad to think. While I thought we were doing a lot better, it seemed we had once again fallen into the routine. I hated the fact nine times out of ten I would come down shortly after we got home to him dead to the world on the couch. The conversations seemed to be nothing unless I talked, half the time I wondered if he was even really listening to me. And the times he was awake he was on that iphone, twitter, facebook. He seemed to be paying more attention to anything but his wife.
Which is why I decided to express my opinions once again to him last weekend. For the most part it went the same way it had in the past when we had conversations like this. He saying this, I thinking that. It was a back and forth sort of battle that pretty much was leading to nothing. I admitted to not being happy, I know the source stems a lot from the unhappiness at work, and I recognize this. I accept it. And while I am trying to change it, in today's job market that it not exactly going to be easy. Nor is it going to be an overnight thing.
And then he dropped the bomb on me. Saying something that no wife should hear, or have to hear. I won't exactly say what he told me because it is still quite hurtful. I will say it is not an affair-thank the lord-but it is damaging in the bedroom. I sat there and crumbled on the couch. Wondering if this is really what it is supposed to be like, though even as I thought this I knew my answer. No. It shouldn't be.
I went to bed that night contemplating everything he said, and have been doing so since. I have had moments of pure confusion and moments of sadness. At the moment I don't know what to do. I told him I was willing to work through it. But it seems these talks are becoming more and more frequent. And what the words that he had said, whether he meant to say them the way he did, has been more damaging than anyone could imagine.
And I don't know how much longer I can put up with it.
Monday, September 10, 2012
But a pre-preschooler. (What the difference between pre-preschool and plain pre-school is still up in the air. )
I feel old.
This wasn't supposed to happen. Not to me anyway. Friends, family they could have kids that grew up, moved on and went to school. But not mine. No mine would somehow remain my sweet little boy forever. I was certain of it....
And yet? It begins tomorrow. And despite my every effort, Logan is indeed growing up. Starting with his first day. He is excited about this. Probably a lot more than I am. He has already determined that he wants to learn how to write his name, thinks school will be super cool and hopes that Superman is somehow in his class.
Well two out of the three ain't bad I suppose.
Whether he will still enjoy the whole school idea after a week or two will soon be found out. But for now, he seems to be doing a whole lot better than his mommy is about the growing up thing. I vow I will make it through the day without shedding a tear and then remind myself this will be easier since I am not going to be dropping him off. But who am I kidding? I know come tomorrow morning. I will be staring at the clock thinking and wondering what he will be doing.
Is this what it is going to be like for the next fifteen years of my life? If so I can just imagine what Kindergarten is going to be like. And I don't even want to contemplate graduation.
Lord help me.
Friday, September 7, 2012
So happy Friday once again. By now most have come off the high of summer. My sisters wedding last weekend was our icing to the summer....it was a fabulous weekend, and a beautiful ceremony. But thats for another time. So without further ado, here it is. This weeks Friday Five.
1. What was in yesterday’s mail?
Bills, an advertisement for a new takeout place and a court notice for the previous owner. Which we still receive mail for...none of them were that exciting to be honest with you.
2. What are the most fun and least fun items on your to-do list for the weekend?
Most fun-honestly don't know. This weekends plan include very little. After the hustle and bustle of last weekend, it may be extremely nice.
Least fun- Cleaning. That's right its a chore I put off until I can't stand it any longer. Apparently I have reached that point.
3. What are you running out of?
Toliet paper. I am assuming I should probably put this on our to get asap list. Since that is in fact pretty important to most of us.
4. What gives you peace?
My son. Knowing he is growing to be such a fabulous little man, its the best feeling in the world.
5. What are the best and worst things about YouTube?
Best- Anything that involves babies laughing.
Worst-Anything that involves Justin Beiber.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
The book pretty much describes my life at the moment. With school staring back up last week, my sisters wedding this past weekend and work, my life seems to be the epitome of busy. Which is probably the main reason why my blog has been suffering as of late.
Believe me this does not please me as a writer I crave and long for the creativity and the time to sit down and write. And before the decided to have me support three groups, time was pretty much readily available. Now however as I support two main groups and pull the reception backup, that time I once had seems to be at times little to none.
I hate it.
Not so much the work because I do not mind to be busy at work. In fact I prefer it. But sometimes I long for the time I once had to think about things. To take it at my own pace rather than cramming every minute with something. Often leaving things to do for another day.
I do hope to get back into writing and all. But once again I ask that you bare with me as I try to get things in order....