When They Come Home...From School...And They Want Something Cold to Drink,
I have "Do the Shake" from "Can't Stop The Music" stuck in my head.
Where the heck did that come form?
Where the heck did that come form?
2004-05-12
Busy
I think one of the better ironies of cubicle life is that when you are BURIED in work, your mailbox exceeds it's limit and you can't respond or forward anything. Obviously, if I can't respond to an email I can't delete it...it's a weird situation. I wonder what the programs thought when they put that message in. I would have prefaced it with "Sorry".
Anyway, I'm waiting for my email to move all this stuff into another folder so I can get on with my day.
We're busy - well beyond the comfortable busy.
in other news - I'm clean shaven for the first time in over a year. I'm gonna take a picture tonight and maybe post it. Normally, I look really young clean shaven but I don't now. Maybe because my face isn't as pudgy and I have smaller cheeks? Who knows. It's just another element of not looking like me. [shrug]
I forgot to post this before lunch - I'm back :-) 3 hours to go!
Things I Am Grateful For
Chicken Parm Pizza
This weather
Having decorated the house on Sunday - I don't have to worry about getting it done now.
Mr Bear's sense of fun
Having Enough
Getting enough sleep - I feel good
Things I Want Today
To be on the beach or swimming
A vacation
For today's call to go well
To get through most of this work today
Anyway, I'm waiting for my email to move all this stuff into another folder so I can get on with my day.
We're busy - well beyond the comfortable busy.
in other news - I'm clean shaven for the first time in over a year. I'm gonna take a picture tonight and maybe post it. Normally, I look really young clean shaven but I don't now. Maybe because my face isn't as pudgy and I have smaller cheeks? Who knows. It's just another element of not looking like me. [shrug]
I forgot to post this before lunch - I'm back :-) 3 hours to go!
Things I Am Grateful For
Chicken Parm Pizza
This weather
Having decorated the house on Sunday - I don't have to worry about getting it done now.
Mr Bear's sense of fun
Having Enough
Getting enough sleep - I feel good
Things I Want Today
To be on the beach or swimming
A vacation
For today's call to go well
To get through most of this work today
Thunder and Lightening
I just cried at the end of "Treasure Island". How sappy am I? In the end, my annoyance at the assumption that there is air in space gave way to my sappiness and love of animation/fantasy and pirates. The movie looked good. I so need a t shirt with the space pirate logo on it.
It's thundering and lightening - the first real storm of the summer. I love these storms but the dog's don't They're underfoot and shaking. I watched the movie with two dogs and a cat clinging to me. They're getting to be a bit much, though I feel bad that they're so worked up. They won't even eat (amazing for Darla).
I LOVE storms. When I was a kid we live don the second floor of an old house on a corner. Our back porch was on the second floor and looked down the street toward the dead end where the park was. I could sit outside and watch the storm roll over the hill. I love the way the air feels cool and damp like moss when it really rains. I love the electric smell before a storm. I wish we had a back porch so I could sit outside and watch the storm.
When my parents divorced, my brother and I moved into the attic where my Dad made an apartment for us. My grandmother moved in downstairs to look after us. Our beds were under the eaves so we feel asleep to the sound of rain on the slate roof. I still miss that sound. It's so amazingly soothing - the close-est to it is the sound of a good rain on a truck roof.
Anyway, I feel a little nostalgic with the rain and all. Lightening still gives me that save sense of awe and wonder it did when I was 8. Probably more since I know what causes it (but a war between parties on the cloud world above still seems cool).
It's thundering and lightening - the first real storm of the summer. I love these storms but the dog's don't They're underfoot and shaking. I watched the movie with two dogs and a cat clinging to me. They're getting to be a bit much, though I feel bad that they're so worked up. They won't even eat (amazing for Darla).
I LOVE storms. When I was a kid we live don the second floor of an old house on a corner. Our back porch was on the second floor and looked down the street toward the dead end where the park was. I could sit outside and watch the storm roll over the hill. I love the way the air feels cool and damp like moss when it really rains. I love the electric smell before a storm. I wish we had a back porch so I could sit outside and watch the storm.
When my parents divorced, my brother and I moved into the attic where my Dad made an apartment for us. My grandmother moved in downstairs to look after us. Our beds were under the eaves so we feel asleep to the sound of rain on the slate roof. I still miss that sound. It's so amazingly soothing - the close-est to it is the sound of a good rain on a truck roof.
Anyway, I feel a little nostalgic with the rain and all. Lightening still gives me that save sense of awe and wonder it did when I was 8. Probably more since I know what causes it (but a war between parties on the cloud world above still seems cool).