Take it.
**MUSIC**After purchasing Moody Blue's CD "A Question of Balance" I can understand why people like them so much. I have also purchased Spyrogyra (a great jazz band) one of Pink Floydd's live albums and someone from work burned me a Jason Maraz CD. My Norah Jones CD is all scratched up past track 4 and my Coldplay "A Rush of Blood to the Head" is getting worse from overplay.
**MOVING**Our roomate, Monique, is moving out of our house and in with her boyfriend, our friend, Josh. Primarily this is just to help ends meet. Which means...open house! Anyone want to live in sunny Tucson? At least until December, that's where the lease is up.
**WEATHER**Today it is acually rainy! Last night it was just the usual lightening storms but this morning I was very suprised when I walked into rain. It is only 9:33 AM now, but it looks as though this overcast/sprinkling will stay! To all my meterologist friends, NEVER WORK IN TUCSON. The only thing you can count on the weather doing is be sunny OR something else. You might as well just put all the other likelihoods on pieces of paper in a hat and draw one at random. Your forcast will be just as accurate as if you studied all the models available.
**FRIENDS**If anyone was reviewing my friends list, you might have noticed that it grew a little recently. I have had the pleasure of successfully infiltrating a ring of friends who share the abilty to make people laugh (whether people are laughing with the or at them...lets not go there). From what I've gathered, they are all out of their 20 somethings. They consist of two women, not as funny as the men (although they use their journals for more than just material or funny stories and appear to have a life) and a few good men. teehee. The guys are smart, funny, poor and apparently one of them is a pussy. In any case, they sure do help make the day go by faster or at least make it more difficult for me to talk to customers through my giggles.
**WEDDING**Liz's wedding is comming up and Richard and I are trying to be not fat. OK, so we are not "fat" we just have great bodies with fat on them and that just makes it look worse. That and we have *ahem* "other" motivation to look our best while we visit WI. :) I still have to find the time to get the dress altered since it is about three inches too long.
**BOOBS**Well, I have switched my birth control to those Ortho Evra patches. You know, the ones with the comercials that tell you all the differnent places you can put it, to which my 58 year old father says to the TV, "Why dont you just put it on your forehead, huh?" Well my problem with these patches is not the logistics involved but the results there of. It turns by small, saggy-from-not-pumping-while-breast-feeing, stretch-marked boobs into painfully swollen, small, stretch-marked, not AS saggy-from-not-pumping-while-breast-feeding boobs. Naturally, the boy is very excited and much like flies that are drawn to that zapper machine, he is constantly comming at me. Less like the flies, as they explode upon contact, he is meerly brushed of with the casual screaming of "OW OW OW Don't touch my boobs, they HURT!!" And, I'm still not entirely convinced that this little sticker is going to prevent me from having babies.
**BABY**I saw Anixa yesterday and she acted very much like what anyone could expect a kid of mine to act like. A brat for a total of 12 mins spaced throughout the whole 2.5 hour visit, really affectionate for about 5 mins, angry for about 6 mins, tired for about 20 mins, and a ham soaking up the attention for the rest of the time. She loves the books we got her. She loves books in general (again, that's to be expected) and wants nothing more than to sit down and "read" them with you. "Reading" consists of looking at the picture of the rabbit, saying the word dog, ignoring the written words and turning the page for you.
**MOVING**Our roomate, Monique, is moving out of our house and in with her boyfriend, our friend, Josh. Primarily this is just to help ends meet. Which means...open house! Anyone want to live in sunny Tucson? At least until December, that's where the lease is up.
**WEATHER**Today it is acually rainy! Last night it was just the usual lightening storms but this morning I was very suprised when I walked into rain. It is only 9:33 AM now, but it looks as though this overcast/sprinkling will stay! To all my meterologist friends, NEVER WORK IN TUCSON. The only thing you can count on the weather doing is be sunny OR something else. You might as well just put all the other likelihoods on pieces of paper in a hat and draw one at random. Your forcast will be just as accurate as if you studied all the models available.
**FRIENDS**If anyone was reviewing my friends list, you might have noticed that it grew a little recently. I have had the pleasure of successfully infiltrating a ring of friends who share the abilty to make people laugh (whether people are laughing with the or at them...lets not go there). From what I've gathered, they are all out of their 20 somethings. They consist of two women, not as funny as the men (although they use their journals for more than just material or funny stories and appear to have a life) and a few good men. teehee. The guys are smart, funny, poor and apparently one of them is a pussy. In any case, they sure do help make the day go by faster or at least make it more difficult for me to talk to customers through my giggles.
**WEDDING**Liz's wedding is comming up and Richard and I are trying to be not fat. OK, so we are not "fat" we just have great bodies with fat on them and that just makes it look worse. That and we have *ahem* "other" motivation to look our best while we visit WI. :) I still have to find the time to get the dress altered since it is about three inches too long.
**BOOBS**Well, I have switched my birth control to those Ortho Evra patches. You know, the ones with the comercials that tell you all the differnent places you can put it, to which my 58 year old father says to the TV, "Why dont you just put it on your forehead, huh?" Well my problem with these patches is not the logistics involved but the results there of. It turns by small, saggy-from-not-pumping-while-breast-feeing, stretch-marked boobs into painfully swollen, small, stretch-marked, not AS saggy-from-not-pumping-while-breast-feeding boobs. Naturally, the boy is very excited and much like flies that are drawn to that zapper machine, he is constantly comming at me. Less like the flies, as they explode upon contact, he is meerly brushed of with the casual screaming of "OW OW OW Don't touch my boobs, they HURT!!" And, I'm still not entirely convinced that this little sticker is going to prevent me from having babies.
**BABY**I saw Anixa yesterday and she acted very much like what anyone could expect a kid of mine to act like. A brat for a total of 12 mins spaced throughout the whole 2.5 hour visit, really affectionate for about 5 mins, angry for about 6 mins, tired for about 20 mins, and a ham soaking up the attention for the rest of the time. She loves the books we got her. She loves books in general (again, that's to be expected) and wants nothing more than to sit down and "read" them with you. "Reading" consists of looking at the picture of the rabbit, saying the word dog, ignoring the written words and turning the page for you.