One of my coworkers is on maternity leave right now and it means that my boss has re-distributed her work load to the rest of us. Which for me means a little less blog time. I know you are all distressed. On a positive note I have a 4 day weekend coming up. Also we cut hours at the video store so there are no more shifts until 1 am!!!
I had a pink lemonade slushee with lunch today. It made me very very happy. I love frozen frosty treats this time of year.
I wish my life was a little more eventful. All I can share is that I made 6 bracelets (1 memory wire and 5 with magnetic clasps) 2 necklaces and 4 pairs of earings last night. THis weekend I have to go through what I have made and make sure it is all priced correctly and to see what I might be low on. For those stopping by to visit me during Art Fair you will see the sheer obsessive madness that is my jewelry "hobby".
I started several posts, but didn't like the feel of any of them so I decided to hold off on them for awhile. Things have been so hectic that I haven't had time to process anything. So here are just some random thoughts...
~I hate waking up to find that I turned my alarm(s) off and that I only have 10 minutes to get ready.
~Picked up some bagels at Sam's Club (not my normal place to shop, but I was there and picked up a few things) this weekend. I decided to put them in the freezer and noticed that instead of a brand name these were WWJD bagels... they even came with a proverb on the back. I just had to laugh and wondered what the marketing campagin would be...
~My poor cat has taken to hiding in the stranges places in order to keep cool.
~Food doesn't sound good... I wandered around at lunch and couldn't find anything that I wanted to eat.
~I actually bought beer last night.... I never buy beer. Not sure why I felt the need.
Okay, I have exhausted my thoughts... didn't take long.
WHen it is too hot out I get grumpy. When it is 90 something for 4 consecutive days I get really grumpy. When it is 90+ degrees and I have no air conditioning I am really really grumpy. When it is 90+ degrees and I have no air conditioning and I am sharing my 550 sq ft house with my mother and having to sleep on the loveseat I am lucky I don't end up in jail. But if they had air....
As you can tell I made it through the weekend. Barely. I spent most of it in the car, which is not my favorite place to be. But this wasn't too bad since I had AC.
I have a whole post in mind about the whole mother/daughter relationship, but I needed some more Diet Coke in me before I can string anymore words together. I am sure you are all anxiously awaiting that post. I am going to be cruel and make you wait.
Not much time for writing today. I am off in a little while to pick up my mom at the airport. I am going to spend most of the week in the car. Since I have to take my mom back to the airport Sunday morning. So, maybe Sunday afternoon I will have a chance to write something amazing. Well, at least something a little more entertaining.
k
p.s. picture is of the U of M Law Quad... one of the prettiest buildings on campus.
10 years ago: I was struggling in college, working too many hours and trying to find my way out of some severe depression. 5 years ago: Learning to love myself and find my way. 1 year ago: Getting ready for art fair, getting out of debt, getting my first new new car. Yesterday: Antsy. Wanting to get home to make jewelry. Not wanting to clean my house. Today: Ditto Tomorrow: Leaving work early to pick my mom up at the airport. Going to buy some presents for my SIL's baby shower.
5 Snacks I Enjoy: 1) Cheese 2) Chips and Salsa 3) Popcorn 4) Homemade Chex Mix 5) Homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies
5 Songs I Know All The Words To: (but only if I am listening to them at the time.) 1) Lola by Sarah Vaughn 2) Crucify by Tori Amos 3) Islands in the Stream by Kenny and Dolly 4) Fancy by Reba McEntire 5) You're Not from Texas by Lyle Lovett
5 Things I Would Do With $100,000,000: 1) Pay off my debt 2) Help my friends start business so they can leave their crummy jobs 3) Help out my parents 4) Travel 5) Donate to Mercy Corp, Heifer Organization and some literacy groups
5 Locations I`d Like to Run Away To: 1) Ireland 2) Rome 3) San Francisco 4) India 5) Japan
5 Bad Habits I Have: 1) Talk to much 2) Let the dishes go too long 3) Procrastinate 4) Not good with a budge 5) Can be lazy
5 Things I like Doing: 1) Having dinner with friends 2) Reading 3) Watching movies 4) Photography 5) Being Crafty
5 Things I Would Never Wear: 1) Halter top 2) Bikini 3) Skirt with a ruffle at the ass 4) Cowboy boots 5) Patterned pants
5 T.V. Shows I Like: (But I don't have tv... so I don't really see these things so these are ones I like on dvd.) 1) Buffy 2) Angel 3) Dead Like Me 4) Firefly 5) CSI
5 Movies I Like: 1) Princess Bride 2) Blazing Saddles 3) Muppet Christmas Carol 4) LOTR extended 5) Drop Dead Gorgeous
5 Famous People I'd like to Meet: 1) Henry Rollins 2) John Cusack/Jermey Piven 3) Bruce Campbell 4) Neil Gaiman 5) JK Rowling
5 Biggest Joys at the Moment: 1) Friends 2) Family 3) Making jewelry 4) Ice Cream 5) Photography
Not feeling too motivated to write much the last few days, but I figured I could handle a list. This is a list of some of my favorite books... in no particular order. And this is by no means a diffinitive list... these are just ones that came to me while writing this post. It could change tomorrow. Or even this afternoon.
I am trying another personal ad... this time on craig's list. I figured it couldnt' hurt. I was noticing the traffic on my blog picked up quite a bit since I did. When I went back to CL I noticed that someone had responded to my post by putting up my blog and my flickr site. I really had no problem with this, though I would have prefered being asked. But something else he said had me going "huh?"... "I looked at some of the photography. . .there's a set of cemetary photos, of course." It was the "of course" that made me pause. Would you expect a cemetery set? Just curious. I don't think I come across as a goth girl. I am just going to chalk it up to someone being bored.
Despite the fact that the Diet Coke machine is still broken and I had to settle for Diet Pepsi, this morning has been pretty nice. Got a little walk in this morning which helped I think. I have gotten more sleep lately as well which has made a huge difference. Also, it feels good to be making jewelry again. I will have to take some pictures soon to show everyone.
This picture was taken at Nichols Arboretum in their Peonie Garden a week or so ago. Mark, one of my new friends from Flickr, took me by there on a lunch hour one day. It was beautiful... a whole sea of pink, white and burgandy colored flowers. Today we are going to go over to the law quad and take photos of the gargoyles. It is nice to have someone to take photos with once and awhile. Makes me actually do something and not just think about taking pictures.
Recieved an email today from someone whose ad I answered on craigslist. The ad was for a platonic relationship with a shared intrest in photography, music and movies. 3 of my big passions. I thought it could be a lot of fun. We emailed a few times, talked on the phone once and he dropped by the bookstore to meet me. After that we emailed a couple more times and then I didn't hear from him for awhile. I figured that was the end of it. I have been doing this online thing for awhile, so no biggie. Today I get this email "I've realized that I'm not ready to hang out with new people and I know I sent mixed signals about hanging out and doing photography. I'm sorry if I've hurt your feelings in anyway, as that was not my intention. I wish you all the best!"
Okay first off, nice that he decides to tell me. But I was in no way involved because we had hardly had any interaction at all. Also, when someone says platonic I take it as such and don't get too involved. I have never been at a spot where I wasn't ready to meet new people. It just seems strange to me. Or am I the strange one?
Childish tagged me for this... it was difficult... a lot of my childhood memories are vague. But this is what I came up with. k
1) Letters from my Grandma H. She moved to Florida when I was 6 or 7 and so the only way I really got to know her was by her letters. She would always include cartoons she had cut out from the paper or quotes that she liked. When she died we went through her stuff and it looked like she saved all the letters I wrote back.
2) The joy of a hot summer day. Popsicles, running through the sprinkler. Reading under a tree. Hiding out in my friend's air conditioned basement playing our favorite songs.
3) The joy of just being. There was no pressure to do anything or be anything. You could dress how you wanted... I put together some awful outfits when I was a kid. Did crazy things with my hair. And came up with accessories that looked like they were designed by someone smoking crack. I wish I could be that free again.
4) Sharing secrets with your best friend in the middle of the night. Those whispered conversations that you thought were the most important things ever. And that you didn't think your parents would understand.
5) Helping my dad with his various projects... using the bottle capper when he made beer, tumbling rocks, making candles, helping spin the honeycombs to get the honey out. He had, and still does, some of the best stories.
It has been a long time since I did my first 100 things about me list and some of the things changed. I didn't really feel like doing much work this afternoon so I decided to revise it. Enjoy.
k
Birth name Kathleen Marie
My mom wanted to name me Margaret so she could call me Maggie.
My dad said no, so she came up with Katie. He said I needed a real name. (love my dad)
Family tends to call me Katie, friends Kate, creditors Kathleen
No one calls me Kathy more than once.
Except my 6th grade science teacher Mr. Bogren... he refused to call me anything else since that was what he wrote down in his book.
I was happy to turn 30.
31 was even better.
Have one tattoo and another one planned.
Only piercings are my ears, 2 holes each.
Have never smoked.
If the book is good I will sit and read until I am about to pee my pants.
Have gotten rid of over a 1000 of books over the last 5 years.
They now all fit on my bookcases.
Not a big fan of seafood. Except beer battered fish-n-chips
I have been trying it more often lately.
Daydream a lot
Love word games.
Love words in general.
Love hearing people talk.
Love discovering people's quirks.
Only own 1 pair of jeans
Before I bought them I hadn't owned jeans in 3 years.
Got my first new car last summer.
I had been without a car for 4 years before that.
Cry at movies
commericals
books
obituaries of strangers
stories on NPR
things that aren't even sad.
Can talk to almost anyone anywhere at anytime.
Often have strangers start telling me their life stories without asking.
Not easy with physical affection
but getting better.
Not traumatized by my parent's divorce.
Not close to 90% of my aunts, uncles or cousins.
Many of them could probably be guests on Jerry Springer.
Love love love music of almost all types.
Listen to music the whole time I am at work.
Love trivia
cheese
(especially the melted kind)
bread
storms
dinner with friends.
Don't like rude people
liars
feeling rushed
squeaky shoes.
I have to be early for everything.
Have had many personal ads online.
Met the last 2 men I went out with online.
They weren't homicidal maniacs.
If I get married it is going to be in Vegas.
Don't want a diamond.
Or the big white dress.
Thinks a costume wedding would be fun.
Have to fight a tendency to collect too many things;
Purses
Books
Movies
Craft materials
Useless information
Lists.
Have a camera with me 90% of the time.
Find it easy to become obsessed with things.
Will replay situations where I wish I had done something different over and over in my head.
Getting better about that.
Don't like gore in movies.
Will walk away from the tv if a movie is too suspensful.
Love watching forensic and surgery shows on tv.
Still no cable... and happy about it.
Love laughing
and hearing people laugh
Like to be surrounded by color and texture.
Don't understand people spending $1200 on a purse.
Wish people were nicer to one another.
Wish we weren't all in such a big hurry to get places.
I get sad when I read about people who have died and no one realizes it for days and weeks.
That happened to one of my neighbors.
An old classmate asked if I was still a "nature girl". Made me laugh.
Love office supplies.
Don't like bugs.
Love clean sheets
But am lazy and don't change them as often as I would like.
Love sleeping in on Sunday mornings.
Waking up without the alarm is one of the best things ever.
Waking up and realizing you are late one of the worst.
Love peanut butter toast.
My favorite flavor of ice cream at the moment is Mint Chocolate Chip.
Prailine Pecan comes in a close second.
Miss seeing butterflies during the summer.
Horrible with names
and birthdays.
Love buying gifts for other people.
Talk too much.
Trying to break myself of the habit of talking over others.
There was a photography exhibit here at U of M in April, but I didn't know about it until it was over. Now I am kicking myself for missing it, but I didn't find out about it until today. Rick Guidotti takes photos of people, mainly children, who have genetic diseases such as Albinoism. Some of them are stunning. You can tell he isn't trying to exploit these people, that he truly has an intrest in helping people to see the beauty of those with these diseases. He isn't just interested in getting the "red eyes" as one woman put it. I think it is worth checking out.
Went searching for records to melt last night. Hit the Good Will and managed to find some winners. Titles included Polka Extravaganza, Juice Newton, Edgar Winter's White Trash (forgot rest of title), Sound of Music (not the movie soundtrack,with great illustrated cover), the Singing Nun (with Debbie Reynolds). But my favorite by far was "Getting Gay With Gallez". I about fell over right there, I was laughing so hard. I recovered and made my way to Michael's to look for some new bowls I could use as molds. They were having a major sale and I managed to get some frames for album covers for $5... normally $15. I bought what they had because S, who is going to sell my bowls, mentioned trying some of the album covers too. When I got home I turned on the oven and got to work. I was pretty happy with one of the molds. I don't think the other 2 I got are going to work. But I can try a few different ones.
k
Listening to the Beer Barrel Polka sung by the Andrews Sisters... wonder if it came on because I mentioned Polka music?
Driving home the other night this thought came in to my head "She marked her journey not in miles, but the number of animal carcasses she passed along the way. Each represented some crucial moment in her life." Thought it could be a story, but I am not really in a fiction writing frame of mind. I remember when I used to think I would be a writer, but now I realize that I don't have that type of drive. And frankly, I don't have the talent. I enjoy the process of writing, but don't feel the end result fits the image in my mind. Sort of like I enjoy being in plays, but I am not a great actress. We, as a society, are increasingly trying make everyone good at everything. But we are doing it by pushing people to the middle. Especially in the school system. It is the whole "everyone is a winner" mentality. Personally I have learned more by losing than winning. I think we do everyone a disservice by this trend.
On tangent.. I was trying to think of what other careers I had in my head when I was younger, but nothing stands out. My brother on the other hand wanted to be a cab driver, an ice cream boy and a gorilla. He spent years thinking he would be an archaeologist... which I think lasted through middle school He also considered Forensic science in the era before CSI. What did you want to be when you grew up? Or when you grow up depending on your personality.
Well, my hours at LSV at being cut back for the time being. At least I still have hours unlike a couple of my coworkers. I think it is because I do the crazy jobs no one else wants to do... like clean the office. I will be a bit sad at the loss of wages, but it is probably good for my sanity. And it isn't like I don't have a gazillion other things to do.
I ordered some photos today to see what I want to order for art fair. I got a small loan and I can call and order my supplies. I found a place where I can get photo mats pretty cheap. This next month is going to be crunch time for me. There is so much to do. Plus I have to clean the house because my mother is coming up on the 24th. Right now everything looks like it exploded.
I am hoping the rain holds off for awhile since I want to get out and take some more photos. Maybe this Saturday I can take a mini road trip.
Friday after work I took the bus to the commuter parking lot. Took a few steps off the bus and fell. Sort of like a tree. Landed with my camera bag up under my chest. I am suprised I don't have a lens cap shaped bruise on my breast. I am covered in bruises, my tricep area hurts from where I caught myself. I even ripped my shoe. Went to dinner at Bennigans and almost fell again... the tile there is really slick. (Honest.) Had a couple drinks and walked fine.
Worked at LSV by myself for 7 hours. It was slow the first 5 but the last 2 were crazy busy. I set up an account for a minister... got him to rent the 6-6-6. Am I going to hell?
Saw "Mad Hot Ballroom" with Lynne. It made me very happy. IT was very uplifting.
Sunday came in to town to show a woman my melted record bowls. She owns a custom lamp shop in town and I thought she wanted to see if she could make a lamp from the bowls. Turns out she wants to carry them in her store. She wants 15 to start!!
Was walking back to my car when it started to rain. It felt good so I didn't mind. Well, I didn't mind until I ran in to Creepy Foot Fetish Guy. Who told me I look good wet. I went back in to the rain to try and wash away the "Eww" factor.
Went for ice cream with my neighbor which is a great way to end the weekend.
The heat had made thinking hard... so here is another list for you to enjoy, or not. I wil let you decide
k
No more Buttered Noodle Girl... she is leaving LSV to go back to school.
Decided to straighten the office at LSV and found 3 boxes of clamshell cases (like the ones Disney movies come in) ... we don't even get new vhs anymore. And when we do we don't use this type.
Was pricing mats for photos. And wondering how many photos I want to have ready for art fair. Do I go with 50 5x7 (8x10 w/mat) or 100? The same for 4x6 (5x7)?
Trying to figure out prices too... my least favorite part of the gig.
Had my yearly review... it never changes. I will be lucky to get a 1% raise this year.
Really have to clean my house before my mom comes up on the 24th.
I am feeling pretty alert for having gotten 3 1/2 hours of sleep.
Was talking to my friend J last night about an ex of his that appears to have gone off the deepend. They date/lived together for several years before the break up and he was going to propose to her, but she broke up with him first. E is pretty strong in her beliefs often to the point of dismissing anyone else's view without hearing it through first. Just to give you an idea... the time I told her I wasn't a fan of "Gone With the Wind" you would have thought I had kicked a child. She went on this long feminist rant about Scarlet. I told her that I chose to like or dislike movies or books based on the story they told and not the social issues they might include. For that I will watch a documentary. She just couldn't let it go.
Anyway, she and J were no more. Well, she asked him to give her a few months and then the could re-evaluate the situation. He agrees and then she did the same thing at the end of the deadline. Then she starts accusing him of stalking her. That he can't talk to her or her family. But then she calls ands asks him to burn some cds for her. Then she says that she is afraid to go to her bank because his apartment building is across the street. And on and on. J is probably the least likely person to stalk a girl. Plus he had given her all the space she had asked for. She still had some stuff of his and he asked for it back. She told him that his mother had given it to her and it was no longer his stuff and that if he tried to come pick it up she would call the cops and say he was hitting her.
There is so much more going on that is hard to write about. But I just have to wonder where her mind is that she is suddenly terrified of J. I just don't get her. That someone would lie about something so serious. Does she really believe it? Which is worse?
*sigh* I just had to vent a bit on this one.
k
Some of the supporting characters read this blog, or have in the past. Wonder what they will say if they read this.
Driving home for Emily's graduation I got stuck in construction traffic, which is the norm here in Michigan. Something new I noticed though was the road signs for the construction. Each mile was marked by a face... frowny for the beginning and as each mile passed it was a little less unhappy, until on that last mile it was very happy. This was the first time I had seen such a sign.
Graduation was fun, but I can't believe how old some of these 13 year olds looked. And the dresses they wore... to church no less. Maybe I am being a prude, but it was a bit much. Emily was voted quietest girl in her class. Following the ceremony there was a reception and a final dance for the 8th graders. E doesn't dance. Julia said that E and her friend Emily (there are 4 in her class of 39) were just standing there as everyone else jumped around to Ashley Simpson. Even J was bouncing around. I guess at the end these 2 girls started sobbing... E said she couldn't even work up a fake tear. Which I thought was very amusing. I am looking forward to seeing E in high school... I think she is going to really come in to her own. She has a very wicked sense of humor if you can get it out of her.
If you want to that is, I wouldn't want to pressure you in to doing something you don't feel is right. I put a photo up on Photo Friday and would appreciate your vote. I would bribe you with tbucks, but they are worthless, so if you vote for me I will think you are really cool. If I all ready think you are cool I will have to think of something else. Anyway, my photo is #160, the theme was symbol and here is the photo I put up Thank you for your support.
Going to my sister's 8th grade graduation this weekend. Where have the years gone?
Also planning a trip with the family to Cedar Point. It will be fun to go with my sisters who are still young enough to enjoy everything. And I am a roller coaster junkie.
I am tired of hearing about Brittany Spear's sex life. Ick.
Lots of press on Lyndsey Lohan being too thin, but what do you expect when they shave inches of a person or elongating them so they are thinner? We live is a sad twisted world.
In regards to my earlier post I guess I have to remember that if life is like an airplane we need to remember to put on our own oxygen masks before we try to assist others. I told Z that the other day, but it doesn't hurt to remind myself occassionaly.
I am tired of being told "you need to be the better person". Why can the other people in my life through fits and act childishly, but I am supposed to rise above it all and do the right thing? Not that I probably wouldn't choose the right thing on my on, but occassionaly I just want to dig my heals in and say no, not this time. Sometimes I want to be selfish. I especially don't want to do something for someone who won't appreciate my efforts. Is that so wrong?