I had written the bones of an extremely long update post yesterday during my breaks on my first day back at work after my San Diego trip. It was going to be a good one. I just had to come home and fill it out more before I could post it ( Read more... )

It has been absolutely gorgeous outside the majority of time the past couple of weeks, and I am so happy to declare winter officially over. I would much rather be outside with a good book right now than inside working. This is what I love about this time of year it’s not so hot that you feel damp and sweaty the second you step outside but warm ( Read more... )

This post was prompted by an exchange I had with @scrabblewench on Twitter last week.

In January 2004, I travelled with my dear friends Kathy and Janelle to Rome, Venice, Florence, and Siena Italy. For two and a half weeks, we trained, planed, bused and automobiled our way across the Italian landscape. We spent ridiculous amounts of time staring at ( Read more... )

Still not dead yet! And I'm feeling considerably less stressed than my last update. Why? I'm done moving!!!!  Yayayay!  Cue the wild applause and singing.

I'd intended to update as soon as I finished moving, but on the 28th I managed to catch a very vile flu (the stomach kind) that knocked me for a loop and out of usefulness for pretty much four ( Read more... )

The weeks have flown by, so all I can say about my lack of entry here is to point to my icon. Facepaw. *sigh*

Much of my free time lately has been occupied by the move. I’ve been packing, unpacking, sorting, or shifting things around. It’s absolute drudgery, but at least the end is sort of in sight. I was bad this last weekend and didn’t do any ( Read more... )

The month is getting away from me already which is BAD NEWS since all of my things need to be out of my apartment by the end of February. My primary obstacle right now, other than lack of motivation and a severe hatred of moving, is a shortage of moving boxes. This wouldn’t be a big problem if so many things weren’t going to have to stay in those ( Read more... )

As my Gramma became older, and her back considerably less forgiving, she would ask me to do things to help her. “Caryle, could you please pick that up for me?” “Caryle, would you please carry that downstairs?” And most of the time, I was glad to do it. Even when answering her voice meant jarring my mind and nose reluctantly away from whatever make- ( Read more... )

Only four people will get the subject line, but it seemed an appropriate day to use it. I'm sure I got it wrong but those folks get the idea ( Read more... )

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We've reached the point of autumn that ceases to feel like autumn for me. The leaves have fallen from the trees, the sun is just starting to creep into the sky when I drive to work and has set by the time I leave, and the wind is feeling pretty wicked. If the grass still weren't holding onto some of its green, I'd probably think it was winter. We' ( Read more... )