ok. yeah. whatever.

I am feeling blog-blocked, so I am just going to go with a stream of conscienceness.

I have so much going on and so much to say, that I have no idea why I'm not putting it all here. I guess I'm just still having a problem putting it OUT THERE, ya know? Ah well. I'm still learning.

In other news, I am newly employed. I'm not so sure how I really feel about it, so I'll just have to get back to you on that. We'll see how it goes. But since I am also newly OLD, I guess it is time to grow up and be responsible. Or whatever. Ha!

So I guess drinking a Mike's Light on a Thursday night by myself while blogging is probably not the best start at responsibility, huh? Too damn bad. *grin*

My cell phone has a bajillion minutes rolled over on it to the point that they are now expiring. So, please. CALL. ME. (Please refer to the previous post where I promise to pick up. No, seriously.)

I seem to be at a point in life where things seem to be lining up for me ok, but everyone around me is falling apart. I hate it. It only seems to highlight my helplessness and ineffectuality. Sometimes all I can do is pray. But I am really trying to BE there. It's all I have to give sometimes.

I am in great and dire need of a creative release. This mostly stems from the fact that I have not scrapped since I've been back. It's been months! Someone please take mercy on me and join me for a scrapfest. I NEED it!!

I think my house is just about unpacked enough that I can finally install The Sims on the new computer. But maybe I should just wait until I get through that basket of papers staring me in the face. When I can't remember what all is in there anymore, it is time to deal with it. Past time really. Blech.

I'm thinking about getting new glasses. I want to get the kind that have black plastic frames. But when I try them on, it doesn't look right. Maybe I should just get them anyways and see if I can just get used to them. I need Transistions lenses, but I don't know how well they work. Anyone have experience with that? If I wasn't too much of a wimp to get contacts I would just go that route. But until I can at least watch DH put his in or take them out, I'm thinking that it is NOT the best idea. Bad eyes -- I'm old. :)

Ok, that's it. Now get off the 'puter and call me (let's use some minutes!).

hurry up and wait

Today is a very hard day.

Today I am playing the "hurry up and wait" game.

This is NOT my favorite game.

I hope things turn out okay. I am very worried.

mr. watson. come here. i need you.

Ok, so maybe posting that you don't answer your phone is not exactly the best idea as it results in phone messages like "I KNOW you're ignoring me. Pick up, pick up, pick up!" or "Call me back! Do you understand me?! Stop ignoring your phone!!"

Alright, alright.

Not answering my phone is NOT good. Not returning calls is WORSE.

So here's the new policy... for one week only... on a trial basis...

I am answering my phone. Call me and see. If not, leave a message. I'll call you back.
No, really!

I'm trying, ok? I don't want to become a hermit. I've seen what that looks like, and it is not pretty.
Plus, I love you guys! I really, really do.

TALK to you later!
:)

more proof that i'm old

We were sitting around talking with DH's family and for reasons I cannot even remember at this point I made the joke "I carried a watermelon." BIL and his girlfriend just looked at me. They had NO IDEA where "I carried a watermelon" was even from. It was before their time.

Cause I'm OLD.