feeling very proud!

I figured out the whole picture thing. Now to re-size them so you can actually see something. Oh, I will become computer literate if it kills me! now to figure picasa out so that my pics actually show. It might help if I read it but I want to be able to just *flash* have it done! I don't want to take time to learn it.
Yes I am the queen of instant results/gratification. HiYah!

yes I know this was posted after the pics posted, but I didn't know the pics posted. Again claiming ignorance!

turning into quite the skyscapes photographer eh? 

kinda looks like I'm working 

but we really know I'm just playing with my digicam 

umm, this is what I do at work. Look out the window 

Day 12...

No voice still! Coughing is giving me abs of steel but my back is not as happy... just strained. So, the nightlife for me has died down this last week and coming week. I have to get better by this weekend. Well, if I had anything interesting to say, I'd write more but for now, I'll leave you with this: ---------

so! I feel like crap!

Still coughing, still sounding like a donkey but magic last night! Claritin and Robitussin. And then like someone put a pillow over my face, the coughing stopped and I passed out. I actually sle[t from 0830 to 1230. Amazing! woke up nastily groggy to the door bell, where people were bringing me gifts and wishing me better. All because I missed church, and they cared. Which is such a great feeling. Sadly, this has got to be gone soon. Dan's family is flying in from Colorado and staying with us friday through monday and I have to sing at Church on Sunday "God Bless America/America the Beautiful" Which has a terribly soprano super-high ending note. Sure! No more bars or late nights for me. Tomorrow is home cleaning day and sleeping day.

So T, if you want to be domestic with me today, rather than fun at the zoo, I'd be glad to come get you.

and the living dead signs off!

HOT TANG!!!

You know... orange flavored drink that comes in a powdered form. Yep, feels so good going down the 'ole sore throat. Never mind that I sound like Kathleen Turner which is an improvement from the Donkey girl voice that I have been sporting!

It was donkey girl sings our favorite Karaoke hits last night...a little Macy Gray:I try, a little Bangles:Hazy Shade of Winter, and something which slips my mind at the moment... thought that Jameson, Jagermeister and Vodka-cran would help the sicky and to an extent it did. I slept for 4 hours straight with no coughing but otherwise it did nothing to improve the quality of my voice. Surprise Surprise!

So! out tonight and up at the crack of dawn so I can drive down to Roseburg and then Winston to hit a wedding for the day. Should be interesting, it's outdoors and the forecast calls for rain. A long 4 hour drive, outdoor rainy wedding does nothing for my desire to wear a dress at this formal occasion, so we will have to see what I come up with. What a pain!

Alright, ill Taryn says good day for the weekend. Have a better one than she!

Music that reminds me of people...

Still sick, barely working, barely breathing and looking not so hot today. But the work on my desk is piling up so I must be here for a while at least.

On my way to work the radio was playing and every song that played reminded be of someone or period of my life...
Kinda of weird, There was "The Church; Milky way" where every song by "The Church" reminds me of poor him, sad and depressed and constantly telling me that I was going to push him back into depression(but I liked the days we escaped). Tori Amos/Bjork that time of my life was fun, no responsibilities or reality-just make believe and learning...fun, fun, fun. And next was Primus and Candlebox, and that guy was my definition of infatuation, totally wrong for me but terribly romantic. And then they played cranberries that was a time in my life that was kind of mixed up: i hurt a couple people including myself but was always honest with them. Insane in the Membrane next: 4 years of my life taken with one kid whom I should have dumped after the 1st year but it was too comfortable and he was always around and we are still friends but it just should have been different. So as far as I can tell the radio played all the boys I liked at one time or another.

Now, I'm going on 5 years of marriage with a man who daily surprises me. I like(and love) him so much more now than I did when we dated. I love to hang out with him and every day it is nice to come home to him. The music playing that reminds me of him... Foo Fighters, Big Head Todd and the Monsters, Train, The Darkness, and so much more. He's a mixed tape...laid back with a little metal, a little jazz, a little Beastie Boys, a little Neil Diamond, a little punk, and sometimes shocks me with Prince.

It seems a little weird that I have a song or type of music that reminds me of/or encompasses everyone I know. But that is just part of what makes me tick, a little song, and little singing, a little music pulling emotion and memories.

But just as I love the songs, I love you too...

the Ill girl looks at the computer...

It has been 6 days since I had a voice that did not resemble the sweet sounds of a donkey. And although I start out pretty good in the morning (be it 4am when my coughing fits start up or 1030am when I just can't fall back asleep) by noon, I'm worn completely out! Breathing sucks, coughing sucks, and sore throat and ears suck. What nasty bug got me? the evil bug from hell itself! So, a couple of hours at work today to get all these people squared away and then home to bed. And maybe I might venture out tonight. But I doubt it. Sleeping sounds too wonderful right now.

So far, I have not been missed... lets see if we can continue that line of thinking.

I guess it is time

to pick a few books for summer reading. 5am on the eliptical cross-trainer with a good book the whole summer should greatly improve my feeling of non-accomplishment, laziness and the lot. Okay, friday... 5pm come quickly! I think tonight I will go out and then not again until wed. I've got to get something done this weekend. The rest of the home cleaned and crap put away. And get the cats accustomed to the place. Igor and Froederick take turns freaking me out in their little black cat ways. Staring at ceiling all crouched down on their haunches acting like something is going to come tearing down through the ceiling and rip us to shreds. I think we need to invest in some kitty zoloft, which I could probably use too!

okay see ya. Have a great weekend!

I love deleting...

ha ha HA! why do I even respond sometimes? I'll re-read what I wrote and sure enough, not like it, and *pop* it's gone. Most replies are just my way of letting you know that you were in my thougths...so I read your stuff and this is my way of letting you know. Everybody needs thought about now and then...

And don't be dumb! It is always a platonic thought!

"Violently Happy but your not here..."

Kinda nostalgia day... got lots on the mind. Shut my office door and play a little music and get my nose to the grind stone and these papers off my desk and projects outta here. I think my office is due for a facelift. I see $$$ flying out of my pockets already. I'm also due for a day trip to seattle to get lost downtown, and then hit IKEA on the way home. Maybe I'll get the Huz to call in sick. New home, boring office... a veritable cornucopia of blank canvases to be painted.

I'm in a gold kind of mood...

music in the background:
"anyone will do/could be you/ whoever you are I've got my light on/wherever you can I'll be there I swear/ let it be me / let me be your love"

Yikes!

Dreams where I am an exhibitionist make me a little nervous. What really is hiding deep inside. Oh well, supress and ignore!

So, will I see you all tonight? This is a great day, my headache has left after much work at the chiropractor. Who told me I was strange, and that it looked as though I had been hit by a car. Which after he was done putting 7 vertebrae back where they were supposed to be, felt like I had been hit by a car. And I still had a headache and cramps to boot. Lucky for me my body goes into this pain diversion reaction where when my body is terribly messed up I only get a nasty headache. Sometimes a migraine which I guess is good to because the migraine shuts me down completely.

Okay as interesting as this is, it is more p.i. than I'm sure you care to know.
Well, hope to see you tonight. Let's see what ridiculous song I can mess up tonight!
Current Mood: chipper

Not interested...

And it proves no intention of mine to make words stick together in a form or story that you might want to read. And moreover, much fun and driving and celebrating with old friends was loads of fun for me, but maybe not to the reader. So, I will spare you the details of my long weekend. And wait until something more interesting happens by in my head that I feel is worth sharing.

Have a good tuesday.

cleavage

Just a thought as he talked to me, and didn't seem to notice I had a face. So, the new dress kicks ass. Who knew?!?!

Okay 3 rooms down, and only 8 to go. The new home is coming along, I should invest in clorox this year. Other people's homes have that wierd smell, you know "their" smell. And sometimes it is that familiar, "oh this home smells like the smith's home" and is nice and nostalgic and then others like my current, have that weird funk of a smell. Like they used something to cover the funk but the funk just alters the supposedly better smelling stuff. Yes, this is my battle in the next two weeks. I want my house to smell like good food, baked goods, warm and inviting and comfortable. Not like "I own a gazillion cats,and my husband does metal working in the basement, and I have four teenage-boys on the football team, and I make my own perfumes in the kitchen" kind-of smell. yes, I guess the house was well lived in. Back to work today and busy all weekend so I guess not much will get done until monday. Hope all are more productive than I this weekend, at least have a little fun in my name please.

I'm quite sure Waterhouse had me in mind.

pale skin, long red hair, and an absent look in the characters he painted. Not very absent though, (deleted, so that I might not incriminate myself and alienate others!)
okay off my soap box and boring part of life. I guess it is nice to be crushed upon... marriage has definitely shielded me from even thinking someone might want me. Except those silly drunks at the bar. Stevenson! that still cracks me up. Nina will know.

I'm too young to be exhausted!

It had been a few days and $500 dollars later!

Careless little hellion!

hee hee heemmmmmmmmmmm.

Out tonight to make mischief! Make snide thoughts about scantily clad females throwing themselves at sailors, or at eachother, or just making fun of whoever I feel like. That's what the Rose festival is for. Then to a few places to see what trouble I can find, and then tomorrow to Cannon Beach for sandcastles and stuff. Love the life I lead, this week and last. Buhbye.

hhhmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Skunks in my kitty kennel @ 2:45a.m.. Gotta love that! so I put some pants on, stand out there talking to it, trying to figure out how it got in there in the first place, and it turns...flips up it's tail...stops hims little feet at me... and then races out of the kennel squeezing between the diamond fencing. What!?! I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. Which helped me understand how it got in there and rest assured that my fat boys would not be able to do the same, as Froederick probably weighs close to 18lbs and Igor probably 14lbs. But boy were they distressed that that little skunk ate their food they kept howling at me the rest of the night. And it figures because I went to bed at 1:30 awaken by said crashing skunk at 2:45 and fell back asleep around 4am, and up at 6am. I think I'll take the rest of the day off work and bum around town. Guiness, butter baby shots, and Electric Razberry Lemonade were good friends last night. hhhmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dragonflies and butter!

What! oh nope, things are a little discombobulated. Keep waking up late when I go to bed early. Wake up early when I go to bed late. And the roosters keep crowing and my kitties are crying and there just doesn't seem to be any thing right side up today. But five more days, and all will be right. I move into my new home and get to sleep in my own bed and use my very own bathroom, bath tub and shower! Hooray! And It's wednesday, I'm supposed to meet friends at the boiler room for some more crazy singing, can't wait till they get more CDs, come on! How much Pat Benatar and Evanescence can one do. I should scream and rip heads off if one more person asks me to sing "Bring Me To Life" ---"oh, but it is YOUR song and you do it well" Whiny boring song! Death to "Bring Me To Life"!!! I should have stuck with a fake name, now that strangers know my name it is getting a little less interesting. I could have been "Ivy" forever.

Okay, It's time to get back to work, or actually start working today. Did I tell you that I should be fired, because I really should.

Oh my! what a ________!

Perfect mix of family and friends this weekend. Things done on my own time that made for such a pleasant time. I spent gobs of money on things I don't need, like glittery fairy eye makeup and tangerine shirts and ohhhhhhh to be careless and reckless and fun. I went out everynight, and played with a new friend who slays me! I laughed so much I feel like I've done thousands of sit-ups my stomach is so sore.

We saw Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind last night and she forgot to tell me that the end would make water come out of my eyes. Jerk!!! But what a lovely story! I'm still in a good mood. And then over to the boiler room to watch stand-up comics and then over to Dante's for Karaoke from Hell, which Tiffany did an amazing rendition of Rebel Yell. OOOOHHHHH to have a low voice, no karaoke from me lastnight...saving those poor unfortunate souls from timid/Why are you staring at me!/please don't boo me/shaking knee/ frump feeling--- performance. Let the lovelier ones shine tonight!

Okay, tuesday at work now! Loving you all!