I have too much to say, yet can say nothing at all. Lot’s of voices in my head this week. Some are familiar, some are ghosts from a lifetime ago. Eitherway…they are none of them ready for primetime so we’ll keep the lid on it for a little longer.

tomorrow is Friday already!! funny how short the week is when you start on Tuesday, and don’t get to work until Wednesday! I’m set to see some outdoor Shake possibly which I’m glad about. I went to a movie premiere at our art museum and while the picture itself was. . . ehhhh…some of the shots were lovely. The script was ok. Some acting was good, some actors were quite good on film, some were ehhhhh. This coming from someone who has never really worked on film but whatever. Joe had friends from this circle there, people he has worked with previously or is currently working with. I’m getting my headshot in a month via Kizz and coming back to jump headfirst into that circle!

The olympics are over this weekend. Today at work we watched some funky ballet/synchronized something with big long rubberbands. (best we could tell that is) and I know people get all up in arms about “why is that a so called sport and they are getting rid of baseball?” WHO CARES!!! Take a pill and understand that for whatever reasons those rubberband girls committed themselves and became the best of the best and holy shit they are at THE OLYMPICS!!!!! I just enjoy all of it apparently. I love these kids out there who are just amazing. even the mediocre ones are amazing. They are AT THE OLYMPICS!!!!! It ends Sunday with my Boyfriend (who has signed with Kelloggs instead of Wheaties! as B says…he’s Grrrrrrrrrreat!!)on hand to help transfer the keeping of the games from Bejing to London. I have been seriously considering trying to save up enough money to go in 2012. I would have a fit.

Lucky for me the Democratic National Convention begins Sunday. The redhead is heading there with his boss by the way. just another day at the office. I’m excited and quite frankly ready to know who the VP candidate is. I signed up to get a text when he announces and be “the first to know” but so far I got nuthin. I’m READY!!! Let’s get this show on the road. Get organized. Get some campaigning and some debating going on. November will be here in the blink of an eye. Bring It On!!!

I’m all but about a hundred pages out from finishing the last Twilight book. It’s good. that’s where I’m headed now. Happy evening folks. I love ya. Here’s hoping yoru voices aren’t as loud as mine are. Chirpy bastards.

and because I haven’t told you lately. . . I love George Clooney.

Morning ya’ll!

I have to say, I hate hate hate feeling less than…and yesterday I felt bad ALL. DAY. LONG. It doesn’t happen that often, and the majority of the time I kept asking myself in the back of my head, are you for real? are you faking it? are you just tired and lazy? nope. Something was certainly amiss at the Circle K…or my stomach as it were. Bleagh. But today is a brand new day so off we go!

Dad arrived for an overnight and I was zero company. It’s been raining the last two or three days and we’ve had some crazy flooding around here. I actually have to go check on the frontier tonight after work. The creek was out of it’s banks and up into the vineyard higher than it was last year, and Bonusmom is in Nebraska. anyways, the weather has put me IN THE MOOD. And it’s early this year. but it’s definitely THE MOOD.

That mood that usually comes along the middle of October around Gert’s birthday. The mood that makes me start nesting, lighting candles, making big pots of aromatic yummy on the stove filling the house will smells of a home. Football. Long sleeves. Cuddling on the couch with a blankie. All of it.

And it hit yesterday amidst the funk. I gathered enough strength and went to get provisions for the week and came home and made a big pot of vegetable beef stew. Man. I love it. Love the way it smells. Made a pan of cornbread. And while it sucked that I really couldn’t eat much, or taste much, it made me happy. Dad said it was good. I’ll eat more tonight! I wish you were here to help me because we all know I cook for a minimum of 6 people. At all times. it’s how I learned and have never been able to break the habit.

The Olympics seem to be waning for me, though I was soooooo excited for our little girl gymnasts and Jonathan Hortan (who’s from OKLAHOMA/OU by the way) for his silver. Good stuff last night.

I have class this morning then working. I have no idea what my books look like, hopefully with yesterday being rescheduled it will be full thru the week! We had big weekend plans to float, but with the weather and lower temps have decided to postpone that trip. Kind of feels good to not have a bunch of obligations this week! I was going to go see Richard III at Shakespeare in the Park on Friday…again we’ll see about the weather.

Bla bla bla I love you. Huzzuah and Happy Humping Day!

stayed home today…about 3am I woke up with some funk of sorts and haven’t quite been able to shake it. bleagh. SO….I’m home with the livestock and the rain. I have some stuff that needs doing, laundry, mopping…but at this point in my day, ain’t gonna happen.

hope your day is better…

So this is my friend from college. I’ve just pulled my head out and searched out her blog via facebook. this is the second entry I read and laughed so hard I horked up some red wine.

FUNNY people, my friends. Funny.

actually they don’t really. I like them. just thought of it for a title.

Home now, in my space after a fast trip to Arkansas. Everyone got fresh hair, the Wonderboy started the first grade today, we had another photo session with myself, Wonderboy and Wonderbaby. I had bought this special months ago that gets you a 16×20 for 20 bucks. It was intended to be a family portriat but mom and bonusdad declined last month, and the ones we took then sucked, and so this month it was just me and the boys, and since I’ve done the trip the last two months, it’s their turn to come here next and bla bla bla we had to get it done. Wonderboy was not excited but we coaxed and we cooed and we laughed and we rolled our eyes and finally after 48 pictures…we picked the second one! ha!!! I have been having serious hate for my face these days…so I’m not sure how I will feel about having a fat ass picture of it on my wall, but the kiddos were delicious. It was a good trip and have been nice and lazy this afternoon.

It’s another week, and while I am working hard on the food stuff, and exercise stuff, I’m mostly excited for the weekend. We are going on Estrogen Float 08. Floating the Illinois river next Sunday. And I get some facetime with old friends from the summmer of 97, whom I haven’t seen in about 7 or 8 years. So that’s exciting.

I don’t have much more to report. I’m still watching Olympics but have missed out on all the great interviews with my boyfriend. Kind of in letdown mode. I have the next Twilight book that I’m starting tonight so that will be my focus this week! Hopefully yours got off to a good start. Huzzuah and Halakaleem.

I had a small stroke tonight. Jumping and screaming internally as the baby was asleep…no one here is as googlie over it as I am. . . but my girls from work were blowing up my phone and we OMG’d each other and did our USA! chant via text so it felt good!

Amazing.
Incredible.
Unreal.
Phelpsian.

I’m sad it’s over.

PS…Gert moved Hysteria Lane. Go check it out and save the address.

This below is Billy Bragg. At South By South West. click on him and listen while you read. I tried to make it happen in the same post…alas Zelda is struck with a huge case of the dumbass…
google him.
then go buy his music.
if you have no…no idea…start with Mermaid Avenue.

so i tried to post this weeks ago…however youtube thought it best to wait. frankly. . . . this week. . . this full moon. . . another gold medal. . . another redhead recommended book. . . another trip home tomorrow. . .another beautiful revelation from a best friend. . . it fits.

tonight.
it fits.

I keep faith. Not just in my fake boyfriends. Not just in George. Not just in Michael.But the one that is to come…the one that is greater than those previous. Not just in my friends who are witnesses to my life. Not just. Not just in those of us who seek solace in each other. Not just in any of that.

but just.

Yep.

Just. in.

I just believe in the fact that life is good. I just believe in the fact that the world is a good place. I just believe in the fact that love…is. all. around. I just believe in the fact that stories written by Nora Ephron REALLY DO COME TRUE!!! I just believe that sometimes…you are sold a package that isn’t there. and that’s no one’s fault. . . because…B…if it was never in the hope and future that you were promised…it’s no ones bad. not yours. not JT’s. not his. . . . not mine. not yours. not ringo’s.

it is just. . .

It is just a blessing every single time we get time with each other. Maybe it’s a sis from Cali, maybe it’s a sis from Arkansas, maybe it’s a friend across the table at happy hour, maybe it’s the one you see everyday but really only get to talk to tonight. Maybe…maybe.

my point…and I do have one…in spite of all the ellipses… is this.

I keep faith.
deep and wide.
that life is good.
and friends are good
and family is irreplaceable. . .
and who describes a family?
I have made plans to travel to,cut the hair of, seen, spoken to, text, raised my hackles for, drank a shot with, planned a birthday party for, talked about a first day of school with, loved, laughed and cried with…family.
family…
all of mine.

just today.

life is good.

i keep faith.

these are my friends.
well. they aren’t really my friends. other than in the myspace. but they are part of the same group that the redhead belongs to so I know them.
they are funny.
go have a cookie lookie.
er…
listen.