Last weekend seems so surreal and far away right now.  At this time, one week ago Philip was here and we were getting ready to go out for Valentines dinner. And right now I just got off the phone with him as he was boarding his plane to Phoenix (for work). A week ago I was eating lobster and gnocchi at Al Vento, tonight I am inventing dinner and ( Read more... )

About an hour and forty minutes into class and i have to do something to keep my brain awake . . . I had a great distraction the first half of class, but he got off work and consequently off of GoogleTalk ( Read more... )

Work started on Tuesday (rather suddenly and a week early) and I am now officially 32.75 hours into my new life as a processor of forms at a large funding institution that I learned in my online training today, I am not allowed to name in the medium.  Mostly I was thrown off by the casual attire - and not a little relieved that I would not be ( Read more... )

 Good new, I found a job relatively quickly after I got home.  Bad news, I just found out today that it doesn't start for almost two more weeks.  It looks like the next few days will see the end of my savings account as I pay my rent and health insurance, though I'm a little anxious about some other bills I have coming up . . . I'm really trying ( Read more... )

 I made the popcorn cake for Grandma the other day, and found myself explaining it to my friends on Fbk . . .

. . . and I remember growing up, seeing it in the corner cabinet with the ribbon candies and antique toys that my Grandmother put out every year.  It was there every year, and no one ever touched it, ever mentioned it, I assumed it was fake ( Read more... )

 Winter driving in Minnesota is a bizarre experiment in social behaviors.  Four-lane highways turn into a game of follow-the-leader . . . interrupted by the cars that are determined to drive in "the lane" that they know is there under the snow.  I'm one of those who sticks to the trail that has already been blazed, fearful of the ridge of snow ( Read more... )

 . . . written on the red eye from Seattle to Minneapolis . . .

I will probably regret not sleeping tonight, but I’m not sure I could if I wanted too.  I’m a little wound up still, I guess.  Juneau-time is 12:25am, Seattle-time, 1:25, Minneapolis-time, 3:25 . . . and I am somewhere in between, being bounced around above the clouds, in a sea of ( Read more... )

It's been about a week since the symptoms of my UTI really hit, though it took until the next evening before I actually visited the WebMD.  Two days later I broke down and called one of several doctors in my family and by the next morning was curled up in a ball of pain on the couch.  The trip to Fred Meyer for my prescription was the most painful ( Read more... )

 I'm failing on the whole, keeping up the blog while in far far away Alaska, but then again , there's not a whole lot to tell.  I go to work most days, go running on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday most weeks at lunchtime - my running buddy is waaay faster than me (and never complains that I slow him down), the upside being that I am getting a wee ( Read more... )

It's so surreal . . .

I felt the need to blog tonight because I wanted to be able to look back and remember this night.  I will readily admit that I was skeptical of Obama, that I was one of the disenfranchised Hillary supporters and, while I didn't overly dislike McCain, as a woman, I found Palin offensive.  But tonight, as I sat on the couch, ( Read more... )