What an amazing night last night with my girls Caro, Barb, Nan and M’Lynn. Caro and I devised a plan for an Asian Themed Dinner Party. We went to our big giant asian market and got crazy inspired. I made chicken vermacelli bowls, we had spring rolls, edamame and dumplings. Audra made the most glorious purple velvet creme cheese cake for us that just blew everyone’s socks off. We had cocktails. We had surprises. We sat outside and yawned and laughed and talked and talked. We made plans to reconvene in a few weeks.

I was home (to an 80 degree house. gah. turned that a/c on in a hurry!) and exhausted and slept through the night. I’m ready for more sleep. But am up, coffee’d and pancake’d and ready to bang some hair.

Tonight is another special night. Spencer’s getting married! Huzzuah! I’m so excited to see Abby and Seth and have a fun night launching the redhead into this next journey. I’ve got the dress and the shoes and am ready for it.

Hope your Saturday is full of fun. If it’s full of work, I hope fun is quickly on it’s way.

I didn’t sleep a wink last night. Not a wink nor a snooze nor a snore. I tossed. I turned. I was bright eyed and alert…just couldn’t sleep. My mind wasn’t doing the racing stressed out lists that are usually a part of a bad nights sleep. I was just….awake.

Other than that, it was a lovely evening. Lynn and I did some power shopping for tomorrow’s wedding. I finalized plans on the dinner party I’m co-hosting tonight at Caro’s house. This is a busy weekend, the week has flown by…almost dying a horrible death at the beginning of the week does that I suppose.

I love that the springtime gardening commercials are on tv right now. It’s a lot of work out in that yard awaiting me. Raking of the leaves. Mowing the weeds down. Throwing out some stuff and watering it in. I want to set up my second gardening box and fill it, but I haven’t decided what to plant just yet. Tomatoes for sure, perhaps some peppers and okra. That’s probably all I have room for…I may try pumpkins again. Who knows! I also need a day with a chain saw to cut up the tree trunk back there. That’ll open up some more sunshiny space as well as create firewood for the fire pit!

I got a thing in the mail yesterday for one of our local vo-tech schools. All of their classes that they’re offering and the details and cost. I’m most definitely going to take the sushi making class. It’s only one night. What fun! There’s several geared to home improvement for women. Basic plumbing and electrical, but I’ve got such a great guy that I’m really not that interested in that. And electrical stuff scares the crap out of me. No go there. HOWEVER, there is one that teaches you how to build a deck! Build a DECK! Wouldn’t that just be grand? a nice deck out there? I’m thinking about it.

 

There’s been some upheaval at Job 2. My time there could be coming to a close…it’s time to start looking and feeling about. I’ve got a bit of experience under my belt, so I’m hoping that I can find something. That’s also one of my things I’m thinking about.

Today looks to be promising and hot. 90 degrees here in the plains. Time to find something flouncy to wear while I bang the hair.

Happy Friday ya’ll.

 

I am a work in progress.

I feel like there are parts of my brain that are so developed and in touch with the wonders of the Universe…parts that are fully formed and connected with the energy of life and love…parts that can empathize and feel with a heart slightly larger than others. There are parts of this brain that go so fast the thoughts are formed in another time and place. Pain is fresher and more pronounced and the healing laughter rings with the clarity of a thousand bells. Strength is drawn from the best of the best, a tribe so strong that it weathers the fiercest of storms. This side of my brain knows where to go for support and to reboot and shift and refocus. This side of my brain understands what it is to surround yourself with light and to give yourself permission to just believe. It knows how to recognize the darkness in the world and to seek out the beauty. This side of my brain is a little bit pychic and witchy because it’s so in tune with the energy of the Universe.

 

The other side of my brain looks like this:

So.

Here I go again. Thoughts Become Things! Today I’m thinking about:

Easy breezy taxes and money situation settled.

Perfectly flattering (both physically and monitarily) dress for the weekend.

House projects paid for and finished.

Breezy acceptance into grad school.

Maintaining thinking good thoughts.

 

What about today? Now what are you thinking about? I’m going to work this daily. I talk it a lot. I preach it to my clients. Postive thoughts. We manifest that which we think about (Thanks Bonusmom for teaching me that all of these years) and man can I preach it. I’m good with an audience and I’m good at lifting people up with words because I believe them too.

Walking the walk is…well apparently I’ve been walking backwards.

Today though…today I turn around and walk forward.

Thoughts become things.

talk the talk. walk the walk.

Giddyup!

I’ve made the first two steps towards getting the tax and money stuff handled. I made an appointment for Monday with my tax person. (Bonusmom’s taxperson actually)

I came home tonight from my first full day back (full day both jobs) and did some chores, and attacked the piles of paper in the back room. Recycled and tossed a gob, and now it’s down to two stacks. I shall go through said stacks tomorrow and file everything away.

I need to make a spreadsheet for expenses bla bla bla attach recipts bla bla bla. I can do that now with my new software (shoutout to Lynn!) That shall happen sometime between now and Monday at 10:30 when I leave for my appointment.

Tomorrow after work I have to go find something to wear to Spencer’s wedding. It never works out when I go looking for someting specific…so we’ll see.

Thoughts Become Things. I’m thinking about finished and not scary taxes, finished house projects, easy grad school entry, and a dress to wear saturday.

What are you thinking about?

 

I put out our new big recycle bin today, full of recycling!

It was picked up and emptied!

RECYCLING DAY IS TOMORROW!

reboot.

I’m alive.

I’ve slept all day long, guilt free. I feel better. I’m going to change the sheets, and disinfect the house (roommate has taken to her boyfriends house the last two nights) and get ready for this week. . . two days late.

Thanks for all the well wishes. Man…that was horrible. So so so horrible. I hope you don’t get any part of it.

 

Sick.

Beyond sick.

some horrendous vicious hateful stomach virus attacked me late Sunday night and I’m just now able to keep food down. I thought I could shower and manage three haircuts today, but trying to do any of that proved fruitless. I had to move the appointments.

I’m dehydrated and weak, but know for sure I’d be dead if Lynn hadn’t become my guardian angel bringing gatorade and crackers to my door step and Delbert being my nurse online, texting instructions and checking on me throughout the day.

I haven’t been this sick since I don’t know when. There was a moment Sunday night/Monday morning that I reached for the phone to call the ambulance. . . It was awful. This has been going around here, so hopefully I’ve paid my dues and hopefully none of you will get it. Delbert said those who were around me the day of and during are most likely to catch it. Luckily I was completely alone during those hours.

I’m worn out. More gatorade and back to bed for me. And my body aches from being in the bed so much . . . seriously. I’m like a kid. Achey and whiney and can’t be satisfied. I’ll be back when I’m better.

Well I did haul a big bunch of junk to the curb for big trash.

I loaded some books onto my nook after converting the files. Something is amiss with my computer and the USB port…it had a really difficult time recognizing the Nook. Half of the time it didn’t. The other half it gave me an error message saying that what I had plugged in was using too much power and was disconnected. Makes no sense. Nothing else was plugged in. I don’t know if it’s the Nook cord/hookup or the computer. But I got a few loaded…Pride and Prejudice of Zomies being one of them. Huzzuah!

I have to write a Statement Of Pupose to get into grad school. I also have to submit a writing sample from previous work. What pray tell, would that be since my previous “work” was 14 years ago? Who the hell has a sample of that? (I would have but trashed it all about 6 months ago. STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID) So it’s running a loop in my brain…can’t do it won’t make it not good enough they wont admit me how will i get in can i even write anything substantial anymore why am i even considering grad school apply at chesapeake drink the kool aid….

And with those voices holding open auditions in my head for the lead in Our crazyTown…I can’t seem to focus on anything. Not laundry. Not the papers in the back room. It really is close to 90 outside so I’ve done what I will do out there already. I need another pair of hands to help move the last thing for big trash, and there aren’t any other hands here so it will have to sit till next month. I hate needing help.

I’ve tried to read. I’ve tried to watch tv. I’ve turned on the a/c to knock the fog off in here and cool myself down. I’m itchy and panicky and kind of wandering around in circles. And I’m still pretty tired from the weeks work.

Gross.

gross gross gross.

maybe I’ll try to take a nap.

Holy crapalicious I’m tired. It was a good wedding last night, we floated both kegs, gave away the entire case of wine, served lots of bottled beer, cocktails and even a round or two of shots. We got everything wrapped up by midnight and I got home around 1. It seemed like the drive home was eternal…I slept with the windows open and the fans going and seriously just got out of bed at 10am.

Coffee’s brewing, and my CBS Sunday Morning is on the dvr and I’ve got a bright sunshine filled day ahead of me. Outdoor chores today. Tomorrow is “big trash day” and I’ve got a bunch of crap to haul to the front. I bought some weed and feed as well as some stuff to patch the holes in my yard. I need to do the first mow, and get things raked and trashed. Also, a beautiful gift from Chris and Cindy…I got another garden box! They were in yesterday for a quick quick trip to pick up the last of their stuff. I inherited a new garden! I already know where it will fit, but I’ve got to dig up and move a few things…I’m ready for this season.

I wish I had a bucket of money to landscape my front yard. It’s a dream. Someday.

Today however, I’m going to recover from yesterday, drink some coffee and go outside and practice being grateful for this day and everything that’s coming.

An entire portion of my tribe is gathering tonight to go play and listen to a band…and I’m not going.

My best friend has sent me a text saying that this guy she wants me to meet is at the lodge tonight…and I’m not going.

I am trying to be good. Trying to be grown up. I need to finish healing from this funky junk I’ve had all week. I need to be fresh for work tomorrow and tomorrow night’s wedding. I need rest.

I really really really really want to go out.

I need to save money and not go out.

Don’t worry, I’m already in my sweats and have clean sheets on the bed that I’m sprawled in. I’m staying in.

I’m being good.

In other news:

I get to see CINDY and CHRIS tomorrow. This makes me ridiculously happy.

I bought stuff for the yard/lawn. I’m working in the alleged 90 degree sunshine on Sunday and I’m going to soak up some Vitamin D and make some progress on this home ownership thing.

I feel so bloated and gross this week that I am THIS CLOSE to taking a fist full of Correctol. (cuz it’s mo fo a lady)

The program I’m applying to is English M.A. — 20th and 21st-Century Studies. I’d like to perhaps do an emphasis on British and American Lit someway, maybe since 1900 or whatever sounds good to the voices.

I just finished a book on my Nook. A Discovery of Witches. Yeah yeah yeah, take your condescending ideas about paranormal fiction elsewhere. I dig it. Clearly. I’ve accomplished NADA since I started it a day or so ago. Twas good and full of nice time travelly facts and a little touching of pink parts to satisfy the romantical side of me.

Everyone has been asking me about Facebook. “have you cheated yet?” I understand where their coming from…it does seem frivolous. Like starting a diet on Monday and seeing me at Chick Fil A on Wednesday. But this is Lent. And I take it seriously. I don’t cheat. I think it’d be really safe to say that I don’t cheat at anything but Putt-Putt. But I especially don’t cheat at Lent. I felt like I’d lost my mojo last week/earlier this week…but I feel better about it and seem to be pretty clear.

Abbylicious and The Vegan arrive next week from NYC! Huzzuah and Halakaleem! I’m super excited to see them on my turf and to have someone to sit with at Spencer’s wedding next Saturday and just to get some time with Abby. I’m just really excited for that.

It’s amazing how young Robin Williams is in Good Morning Vietman.

which reminds me, I need to go wash and slather night cream onto my face.

I am trying to be good, afterall.