Good evening! I'm back and on a new computer!!
Hopefully this means I'll be blogging more. I've updated all my sidebar links as well as what I'm reading and book club info.
I've been listening to a lot of audiobooks. Right now I'm working my way through the Sookie Stackhouse books. I'm on book 7. If you've heard of the True Blood TV show, these are the books that show is based on. Telepaths, vampires, were-animals, fairies, shapeshifters, etc...all set in a tiny town in northeast Louisiana. Paranormal hijinks ensue.
We had a great summer. We made a weekend trip to Chicago for Eric Clapton's Crossroads Guitar Festival. Quite an adventure! We also went to St. George Island in Florida with my family...even the grandparents went!
There were of course lake trips for all the holidays and cramming in as much time as possible with my family. My mom and dad sold their house here in Murfreesboro...a little quicker than they anticipated. It was bittersweet. This was the last house we lived in as a family, so I was a little sad to see it go. The attic had to be cleaned out and all the lingering things in each of our closets had to be carted to our own houses or to charity. Most of their belongings went into storage and they moved into the lake house in the meantime. They are currently working on fixing up their new Murfreesboro abode: a condo only 5 minutes from my own house. I'm thrilled to welcome them to north Murfreesboro!
Scooter and Lucy are doing well! They pester each other constantly.
We both work a lot, and David has really gotten into singing with a band. They even have gigs occasionally.
So, as you can read, things are just sailing along pretty well. I will try my hardest to get back in the habit of checking in. There are some interesting things coming up. My birthday is Friday, we are having family portraits done in November, and then there will be all the holiday hoop-la.
Tuesday, October 12
Monday, June 21
Living in the Dark Ages
We basically have no computer at home. There's lots of summer activities and things that I would normally be blogging about going on, but any blogging I do has to be done at work or on my iPod touch. That's a pain, and I can't upload pictures.
We're about to be out of town on an awesome road trip, and when we get back we're going to tackle the computer issue.
Hope to be filling you all in on the trivial details of my life again soon.
We're about to be out of town on an awesome road trip, and when we get back we're going to tackle the computer issue.
Hope to be filling you all in on the trivial details of my life again soon.
Tuesday, May 4
New Friends
You would have to be living under a rock to not know that the area of Tennessee that I call home has experienced some historic flooding. Our office is next to what I would call a small swamp. When it rains the lot next to us is very flood prone. Well, with the amount of rain we received this weekend it has even taken over a large part of the parking lot. The up-side this: We got to meet this little family of ducks. They can swim almost right up to the building. Aren't they cute?
Friday, April 30
Monthly Check-In
Well, it's been a month since I blogged. Wow! I would say nothing interesting has been happening, but as I look back I see that a lot has actually happened. Easter. We sold our jet-ski. We got a DOG! My sister moved. I have been working a lot. My life actually has begun to revolve around when I can find time to work. I hate that it is that way, but I've got so much to do that I find it unavoidable.
I guess I'm just blogging to say that I'm still alive. I'm not depressed. Things are actually pretty good, but I just have fallen out of the habit.
I guess I'm just blogging to say that I'm still alive. I'm not depressed. Things are actually pretty good, but I just have fallen out of the habit.
Tuesday, March 30
Reading Notes
I'm such a nerd that I still like to have a "summer reading project." Well, this year, I have to have a "spring reading project." See picture below.
I've started or read already this whole stack, but I'm wanting to either wrap them up or reread them. I need to be done by Memorial Day, so I can start my summer reading project. See image below.
Yes, this summer is going to be three months of some quality time with Jane. I haven't read them back-to-back like this since college, so we'll see how it goes.
*Note: I just realized that's quite a variety of content in the first stack: mythology, prostitution, Christianity, and witchcraft. I guess you could say I have very diverse tastes.
I've started or read already this whole stack, but I'm wanting to either wrap them up or reread them. I need to be done by Memorial Day, so I can start my summer reading project. See image below.
Yes, this summer is going to be three months of some quality time with Jane. I haven't read them back-to-back like this since college, so we'll see how it goes.*Note: I just realized that's quite a variety of content in the first stack: mythology, prostitution, Christianity, and witchcraft. I guess you could say I have very diverse tastes.
Wednesday, March 24
Who Do I Think I Am?
I am so into a TV show right now called “Who Do You Think You Are?” on NBC. It basically follows celebrities as they research their genealogies. So far, I’ve seen Sarah Jessica Parker, Emmett Smith, and Lisa Kudrow. Sarah Jessica discovered that she was related to someone who travelled to California during the gold rush and a woman who was accused of witchcraft in the Salem Witch Trials. Emmett Smith began his search in Pensacola, FL and traced his roots to a tiny town by the name of Burnt Corn, AL. He discovered there that his ancestors were slaves that were bought from a slave trader in Virginia. Lisa Kudrow’s great-grandmother was killed during the Holocaust in a village in what is now Belarus. During Lisa Kudrow’s episode I got very emotional. Seeing names of people who were massacred and seeing groups of people with the same last name….knowing this meant that these were entire families killed together. One of the women she talked to in the village lived there during that horrible time. She had hidden a little Jewish girl under her bed. We also recently watched a movie that depicted a farmer in the French countryside who, when faced with the threat of being killed, confessed that he was in fact hiding Jews under his house. Both of these scenarios really made me think.
What kind of person would I be if I were in their shoes…then? They say that hindsight’s 20/20, and when we look at history it’s usually so obvious what’s right and wrong. It certainly is in this situation…or in the case of slavery…or in the case of getting caught up in a frenzy that leads to the death of many innocent people. It’s also easy for me to not really grasp the fear that many of these people dealt with. I’m a white, Christian, American, English-speaking, fairly conformist young woman. I’m not usually lumped in with groups that have been persecuted in the past. So, given that knowledge, what if my neighbors were being rounded up and sent to a ghetto? What if my family owned slaves? Or, even more recently, what if I lived every day in a segregated society? I’d like to think that I would be brave enough to fight an institution and idea that I knew in my heart was wrong and evil. I’d like to think that I’d be willing to put my own life and safety on the line to defy that evil.
I’d like to think that, but sometimes, I’m so ashamed to admit, I think I’d be too scared.
What kind of person would I be if I were in their shoes…then? They say that hindsight’s 20/20, and when we look at history it’s usually so obvious what’s right and wrong. It certainly is in this situation…or in the case of slavery…or in the case of getting caught up in a frenzy that leads to the death of many innocent people. It’s also easy for me to not really grasp the fear that many of these people dealt with. I’m a white, Christian, American, English-speaking, fairly conformist young woman. I’m not usually lumped in with groups that have been persecuted in the past. So, given that knowledge, what if my neighbors were being rounded up and sent to a ghetto? What if my family owned slaves? Or, even more recently, what if I lived every day in a segregated society? I’d like to think that I would be brave enough to fight an institution and idea that I knew in my heart was wrong and evil. I’d like to think that I’d be willing to put my own life and safety on the line to defy that evil.
I’d like to think that, but sometimes, I’m so ashamed to admit, I think I’d be too scared.
Sunday, March 14
That's How Mom Did It
(It's exactly halfway through March, and I have failed miserably at my goal of blogging more. Here's one to hopefully kick things off.)
I guess you could say that, for the most part, David and I have fallen into the traditional male-female roles in our relationship. I clean the house: he mows the yard. I do the laundry; he makes the necessary repairs to things around the house. I decide to hang pictures, and he dutifully follows me around with hammer in hand.
Most of my duties, I learned how to do from my mother. Growing up, I was lucky enough to have my own bathroom. My sisters shared a bathroom, and my parents had their own. We three girls were responsible for keeping our respective bathrooms clean. Mom taught us how to do this. She didn't expect us to do a lot of actual cooking, but we were expected to set the table, fix drinks, refill the ice trays, and then clean the kitchen up when supper was over. So, we were very present during the actual preparing of meals. As we each began to desire to learn how to cook and bake (mostly bake, we all have a sweet tooth) Mom was there to teach us the basics. I still tend to do things like my Mom always did.
However, nowhere do I feel that my experience of being "the lady of the house" is more different than my mother's than when I go to the grocery store. I use reusable grocery bags...something I'm sure my mother would have thought very strange when we were young. So, every time I go to the store, I have to make sure I didn't leave them sitting in one of the kitchen chairs the last time I went to the store. I have to guesstimate about how many bags I'm going to need...something my Mom NEVER had to think about. My Mom also never had to load her own groceries in her vehicle...at least not when we were very small. I guess that's another thing we can thank Wal-Mart for. When we got a Wal-Mart Supercenter they didn't do that...and people stopped expecting it. However, today I actually went to Publix instead of my normal Kroger, and it wasn't for just a couple of things. I had a case of water and three bags of groceries. The bag boy asked if I would like help out, and I know Publix will do this. My Kroger will do this, too. BUT...I wouldn't even know how to act while some stranger loaded my groceries into my car. When I was young, it was no big deal that some random boy was putting the groceries in our trunk. Mom could get us all loaded in the car and buckled up, but what would I do while he was loading up my car...sit in the front seat and return calls on my cell phone like some kind of duchess or something?
So, I really would have liked help out, adorable, freckled, 17-year old boy, but it was too awkward. Sorry.
I guess you could say that, for the most part, David and I have fallen into the traditional male-female roles in our relationship. I clean the house: he mows the yard. I do the laundry; he makes the necessary repairs to things around the house. I decide to hang pictures, and he dutifully follows me around with hammer in hand.
Most of my duties, I learned how to do from my mother. Growing up, I was lucky enough to have my own bathroom. My sisters shared a bathroom, and my parents had their own. We three girls were responsible for keeping our respective bathrooms clean. Mom taught us how to do this. She didn't expect us to do a lot of actual cooking, but we were expected to set the table, fix drinks, refill the ice trays, and then clean the kitchen up when supper was over. So, we were very present during the actual preparing of meals. As we each began to desire to learn how to cook and bake (mostly bake, we all have a sweet tooth) Mom was there to teach us the basics. I still tend to do things like my Mom always did.
However, nowhere do I feel that my experience of being "the lady of the house" is more different than my mother's than when I go to the grocery store. I use reusable grocery bags...something I'm sure my mother would have thought very strange when we were young. So, every time I go to the store, I have to make sure I didn't leave them sitting in one of the kitchen chairs the last time I went to the store. I have to guesstimate about how many bags I'm going to need...something my Mom NEVER had to think about. My Mom also never had to load her own groceries in her vehicle...at least not when we were very small. I guess that's another thing we can thank Wal-Mart for. When we got a Wal-Mart Supercenter they didn't do that...and people stopped expecting it. However, today I actually went to Publix instead of my normal Kroger, and it wasn't for just a couple of things. I had a case of water and three bags of groceries. The bag boy asked if I would like help out, and I know Publix will do this. My Kroger will do this, too. BUT...I wouldn't even know how to act while some stranger loaded my groceries into my car. When I was young, it was no big deal that some random boy was putting the groceries in our trunk. Mom could get us all loaded in the car and buckled up, but what would I do while he was loading up my car...sit in the front seat and return calls on my cell phone like some kind of duchess or something?
So, I really would have liked help out, adorable, freckled, 17-year old boy, but it was too awkward. Sorry.
Friday, March 5
Sunday, February 28
Everyday-ness
I had to delete the post that was here. It was TMI.
Goal for March: to get back into blogging. March is going to be a great month, and there's no reason why I shouldn't be blogging about it. If I'm going to continue to take up this space I need to keep it current.
So, look for me to be updating you more often.
Goal for March: to get back into blogging. March is going to be a great month, and there's no reason why I shouldn't be blogging about it. If I'm going to continue to take up this space I need to keep it current.
So, look for me to be updating you more often.
Wednesday, February 3
Not-So-Current Event
So I've been wanting to blog about the whole Tim and Pam Tebow Super Bowl ad, but I haven't really known how to word my post. However, read this column from the WASHINGTON POST! That's right...it's not beliefnet or the Focus on the Family site...it's the Washington Post...not exactly a bastion of conservatism.
A couple of quotes from this article echo my own feelings and why I get so enraged at NOW...so enraged they make me embarrassed to be a woman sometimes.
"They aren't actually 'pro-choice' so much as they are pro-abortion." Exactly!
"Apparently NOW feels this commercial is an inappropriate message for America to see for 30 seconds, but women in bikinis selling beer is the right one." That's been my beef throughout this whole thing. You're just now getting upset about a woman involved with the Super Bowl? What, you think the cheerleaders on the sidelines are a good role model for your daughter, but a woman who exercised her RIGHT TO CHOOSE and chose life is not? Argh!
Oh, and sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'll just leave it at this...I hate January. It's a long, cold, miserable month. If I were a responsible, financially-savvy adult I would anticipate this and plan a vacation to Cancun the third week of January every year, but I don't really see that happening until I have a 4 at the beginning of my age and probably not even then.
Expect to hear from me more as the weather improves and the days get longer.
A couple of quotes from this article echo my own feelings and why I get so enraged at NOW...so enraged they make me embarrassed to be a woman sometimes.
"They aren't actually 'pro-choice' so much as they are pro-abortion." Exactly!
"Apparently NOW feels this commercial is an inappropriate message for America to see for 30 seconds, but women in bikinis selling beer is the right one." That's been my beef throughout this whole thing. You're just now getting upset about a woman involved with the Super Bowl? What, you think the cheerleaders on the sidelines are a good role model for your daughter, but a woman who exercised her RIGHT TO CHOOSE and chose life is not? Argh!
Oh, and sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'll just leave it at this...I hate January. It's a long, cold, miserable month. If I were a responsible, financially-savvy adult I would anticipate this and plan a vacation to Cancun the third week of January every year, but I don't really see that happening until I have a 4 at the beginning of my age and probably not even then.
Expect to hear from me more as the weather improves and the days get longer.
Monday, January 18
Off the Wagon
I may as well come clean to my blog-followers. I'm back on the Diet Coke. It didn't make me feel better to not drink it. So, as I write this I'm enjoying a large Diet Coke from McDonald's and getting my day off to a lovely caffeinated start.
Tuesday, January 12
New Year...New Me
I will be the first to tell you that I am not cut out to be a party girl. I don’t recover well from all-night or even late night parties. It doesn’t matter if it’s just friends drinking Diet Coke and playing Catch Phrase until 3 in the morning, it takes me a couple of days to recover. Ask my Mom. She can wholeheartedly attest to this fact.
So, I am NEVER much fun on New Year’s. I tend to be mopey and depressed all day. Well, this year I had my normal New Year’s Day funk, and we were supposed to go bowling with my in-laws. It actually ended up being very fun. We went over to the Johnsons’ house afterwards for spaghetti and a movie. On the way home we went by Liz’s to walk Caesar, and then we went home.
Well, on Saturday morning I woke up to go walk Caesar, and I had the awfulest funk in my throat. It persisted throughout the weekend which was frigid. Monday my throat felt better, but my ears had started to hurt so bad that they were giving me a headache. I didn’t have a runny nose or anything else, so I just thought I had a migraine or something. By Friday, I couldn’t tolerate it anymore, so I went to the doctor. I had fluid built up behind my ears which was causing the excruciating pain, and I had a sinus infection which didn’t help.
Well, today I’m back to normal! I’m so happy. Today is the first day in 2010 that I can say I feel really good. I should be back to blogging on a regular basis. I’ve got lots of plans for 2010 of course, and I look forward to sharing another year with all of you.
So, I am NEVER much fun on New Year’s. I tend to be mopey and depressed all day. Well, this year I had my normal New Year’s Day funk, and we were supposed to go bowling with my in-laws. It actually ended up being very fun. We went over to the Johnsons’ house afterwards for spaghetti and a movie. On the way home we went by Liz’s to walk Caesar, and then we went home.
Well, on Saturday morning I woke up to go walk Caesar, and I had the awfulest funk in my throat. It persisted throughout the weekend which was frigid. Monday my throat felt better, but my ears had started to hurt so bad that they were giving me a headache. I didn’t have a runny nose or anything else, so I just thought I had a migraine or something. By Friday, I couldn’t tolerate it anymore, so I went to the doctor. I had fluid built up behind my ears which was causing the excruciating pain, and I had a sinus infection which didn’t help.
Well, today I’m back to normal! I’m so happy. Today is the first day in 2010 that I can say I feel really good. I should be back to blogging on a regular basis. I’ve got lots of plans for 2010 of course, and I look forward to sharing another year with all of you.
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