October 28, 2010
I’m tired. Just flat-out pooped. So much going on at work…there doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day. It’s a good job, though, and I am enjoying what I’m doing (while running about like my hair is on fire). And, thankfully, I work with great folks. I know just how bad a bad job can be, and I’m about as far from that as a girl can get.
October 27, 2010
Turns out that when you’ve shot a bajillion images in Colorado, it takes more than one night to edit and process them. Been at this all night since Zozer went to bed, and I’m nowhere near done. So I’m calling it quits and throwing a bone out before I go to bed.
October 25, 2010
Or something like that. Spicy! Anniversary dinner appetizer. Up next: sushi! Yum!
October 25, 2010
Happy anniversary, my sweet M! 13 years of wedded bliss. Okay, not always blissful, but always, always worth it. Everything we’ve been through has made us who we are today, and I wouldn’t change a single thing. (Okay, I might change the emergency appendectomy timing so it didn’t coincide with Zozo’s baptism…maybe put it off a week or so, and I’d probably insist you do the torn labrum surgery before we had a child, but, you know, that’s about it.)
October 22, 2010
So, I’m not sure if I’m just cranky, or tired. Or cranky and tired. But I sat down tonight and thought I’d go through the Newport shots and see what I could get.
October 21, 2010
Wow. This is about the coolest damn thing I’ve seen in a long, long time. I’ve never embedded someone else’s video before, so let’s see if I can get this to work.
October 21, 2010
When my sister e-mailed my nephew’s football schedule out a couple months ago, I entered every game into my calendar. I’ve only been able to make it to three, ’cause I was out of town for the first few. I love going to his games. Zoe went to the last two with me, and M the last one. We have so much fun, and I don’t think I could be more proud of Joey. Last game I remembered to dig out my Mizzou alum pom poms, little black and gold ones. He’s a South County Tiger, so the colors were appropriate and Zo got a kick out of waving them around.
October 20, 2010
For some reason last night, Zoe decided it would be hilarious to call us by our first and middle names. She did this while talking to M on the phone, over and over again. We were laughing so hard we couldn’t talk, which I’m sure just encouraged her.
October 19, 2010
On the way to pick up Zo from school, I got a text message from Carrie, the mother of Zoe’s best friend. It said:
October 19, 2010
18 years ago today, I went out with a boy. Not just any boy. This boy was It. The One. Not that I had any inkling then. Back then, he was Rebound Boy. I had just dumped Loser Dude and was in desperate need to find someone who could restore my faith in men. Someone who wouldn’t go to a party with me only to leave with another girl. I had thought this new boy was pretty cute and very sweet, but considered him off-limits as my best friend was totally crushing on him. You don’t crush on your best friend’s crush. It’s an unspoken rule. So when we met I duly noted he was hot (and had the best shoulders I had ever seen…OMG) and then promptly wrote him off. Later, my best friend crushed on someone else. Still later, she noticed that this boy quite possibly might be interested in me. We talked about it, and then schemed up a test to tell if there was something there.