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There will be photos

February 27, 2010 | Filed under: Humdrum

“The act of putting pen to paper encourages pause for thought, this in turn makes us think more deeply about life, which helps us regain our equilibrium.”  ~Norbet Platt

Ahoy! Holla! Hola! Oh my fucking hell, what day is it? The fine people of Apple still have my laptop in some special laptop triage where it will soon be bandaged up and given back to me with a brand new hard drive. Which is fun because it’s like starting over again. I’m ignoring the fact that I will have to sift through an external drive to find the things that I want/need again. Instead I will appreciate that I was smart enough to use an external hard drive. Joy?

Oh and then there was NOLA. Which is where I’m supposed to be headed [looks at wrist] as we speak but I am not headed there due to weather and other circumstances beyond my control but that’s ok because this means I can get shit done around the house. The things that I have been ignored in my absence. Like the cat who keeps pawing my face and kneading the fleshy parts of my body as if to say, “It’s YOU! You’re really here!” He’s missed me.

A digression: Do you see how I’m being optimistic and finding the opportunities in rather shitastic situations? Isn’t that so very refreshing of me?

Anyway, upon receipt of my laptop and the reinstallment of photo editing software there will be photos from Houston. It was lovely and perfect and wonderful and all of that ooey gooey goodness one might expect from being around smart women who want to do great things. Also, I’m aching without my laptop. I’m aching with the need to write and vent and divulge. It’s a feeling I’ve been missing over the last few months as my life has been on a constant spin cycle. I’m happy to have that part of me back.

Do you see that photo above? Karen took it. That’s how I’m feeling right now. A little saucy. A little wily. A little ready to be back to my old tricks.

Hot Mess

January 19, 2010 | Filed under: Humdrum

“My life has a superb cast but I can’t figure out the plot.”  ~Ashleigh Brilliant

Things have been a little light here lately, no? Perhaps it’s the early darkness that causes me to retreat to my bed with episodes of Arrested Development by my side at 5:30 PM. Also, I have recently discovered some fantastic technology wherein I can order sushi from under the covers. But it begs the question: If I can get lo mein, eel rolls, pizza and a bucket of chicken delivered to my front door at the ready, why cannot I not get a nice bottle of Malbec by my bed in 15 minutes or less? Hmm? Anyone want to develop that app?

I have had my ass kicked lately. Not in a horribly dramatic or traumatizing way but I will give you this tale: One day I phoned my mother from my office to her office at 7 PM. She asked why I was still there and I said that I was working, of course. Conference-calling to be specific. Then I did a heavy sigh and told her that I got it. I totally get IT and so much of my childhood. Thought it was less of a realization and more of a God Bless You! You, my friend, are up for Saint Hood! I was in awe that she went to work every fucking day and then came home to us and dealt with our bullshit every fucking night. This isn’t a knock on our profession it’s just that work – any work – takes its toll. Children take their toll. The combination of the two forces is like some Professor X vs. Magneto type shit and the world falls off its axis. The end. I don’t know how she did it and will not fully comprehend until I am there but at this moment in time, I’m 99.9% sure that my mother carefully hid her Xanax prescription for like 18 years.

So my ass has been kicked and hopefully the end of January will roll around and I will see visions of Houston, New Orleans and Austin dancing in my head. I can practically hear Susan saying “I’m so glad you’re here” and Karen being Karen and when I’m running those 13.1 miles with Danielle and she’s telling me that no, I will not die right here in this street this way so keep going. And the next day I’ll eat beignets and be all, hey, that wasn’t so bad. Let’s do that again.

It always happens that way.

Oh look at her with one of her ‘problems’ again…

January 16, 2010 | Filed under: Humdrum

“Some persons are very decisive when it comes to avoiding decisions.”  ~Brendan Francis

Don’t think that I didn’t exaggerate and roll my eyes when putting those air quotes around ‘problem’. Oops, I did it again. Also don’t think that now isn’t really the time for me to be coming to the Internet with a ‘problem’ that isn’t so much a problem as it is a nuisance because there was an earthquake several days ago. And ever since then I’ve been a weepy mess and then my Aunt Flo came to visit and I thought that would make me feel better alas, not. Still a weepy mess who stares at CNN.com for hours on end mouthing ‘I don’t understand…’

But hypothetically speaking; let’s say that I needed an item of furniture. I looked around for a bit and bought this item of furniture. In fact I’m sitting here next to a glass of of wine typing away on this piece of furniture. Now let’s say that while looking for something else recently, I stumbled upon a very similar item to what I already have but this borders on perfect. And let’s say that I saw this item and was all, ‘Holy Mother of Jesus! Why didn’t I find this earlier!’ And then I smacked myself in the head because DOH. So! If you were me would you buy the even better piece of furniture that really is absolutely perfect? Or would you just be a suffering fool and let the other item go. Realizing that this is a very good lesson for all future purchases?

And now back to your regularly scheduled real problems of the heart breaking sort.

Grin and bear it

October 10, 2009 | Filed under: Humdrum

“Time is what we want most, but… what we use worst.”  ~Willaim Penn

This has been a total bend over and grab your ankles type week and it is hardly over.

I was invited to speak at the Blogalicious conference in Atlanta this weekend. I agreed to do so in a moment of amnesia where I apparently forgot who I was and that I hate speaking and public but there is more of burning passion of hatred for the latter than the former. Last night I spent a solid hour in my room alone waiting for Karen and doing deep cleansing breaths. There was prayer and chanting and incense and the sacrificing of my first born child if I was able to get through this weekend.

So far so good. I think. I mean, I was able to dress myself last night so that’s a step in the right direction. I might have to name my first kid Moses.

‘Public’ not ‘Pubic’

September 29, 2009 | Filed under: Grace in Small Things, Humdrum

“At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.”  ~Jean Houston

On Friday night I was doing some work and wrote ‘pubic option’ 11 times. It’s public option and co-ops and “Triggers” that are probably keeping me up all night and giving me nightmares where my boss fires me and my coworker calls me a ‘homophobe’. So while I’m trying to remain gainfully employed you should try to watch this and wish that you could really remember the late 80’s and early 90’s. Not with the hazy fog of vaguely as I remember it. You should remember big hair and Stevie B and dancing like this.

(That’s me laughing in the background.)

L-R Isabel Kallman, Torrie and Y