June 6, 2004 at 1:12 pm · Filed under friends
Waking up at 6:30 yesterday wasn’t as difficult as I had expected. I walked over to Patti’s apartment, where she and her daughter-in-law were waiting for me. We put on our race t-shirts, and I marveled at how cute Patti looked in her short wig-with-attached-headband. She had several pink ribbon pins on the headband, and perfect makeup as always.
We met two other people at the race site (both ex-co-workers of mine), and Patti participated in the group survivor photo. It was moving to see all the survivors, and to read all the names people had attached to their backs – In Memory of… or In Celebration of…
The walk itself was gorgeous. Sunny, clear day, and a path along the water. Some of the residents came outside and cheered the walkers as we passed. Patti is hoping that we’ll all get together and participate every year. I’m all for that – it was very uplifting, and I think it was good for her. She’s done with chemo, but still going through radiation.
During lunch afterwards, I mentioned how I’d basically rolled out of bed and pulled on my clothes. Patti said that she wishes all her primping were optional. She’s never been the no-makeup type, but now she has to get the wig looking natural, paint on her eyebrows and get some color on the stubs of her eyelashes. It’s not vanity, it’s wanting to blend in.
She is fighting the good fight. Her attitude is tremendous. It’s what she has to do, and I’m proud of her.
June 5, 2004 at 11:24 pm · Filed under blather
I just found out that Ronald Reagan has died. It’s a sad thing, what he and his family went through. It’s a shock to hear of his death.
I remember when he won the election. I had voted for the first time – for John Anderson, independent. I had done some volunteering for the Anderson campaign, mostly stuffing envelopes. Although the student body at my college was somewhat conservative, there were still signs of a small backlash. In particular, a banner lamenting the election of “Ray-Gun.”
That’s what came to mind when I read the news. Politics aside, I respect the way he handled his Alzheimer’s. My heart goes out to Nancy.
June 4, 2004 at 10:36 pm · Filed under movies
Moon hurried us out the door so that we could get in line for the 6:30 Harry Potter showing at least an hour ahead of time. I felt as if we were waiting to see a rock concert, or maybe the Rocky Horror Picture Show. The energy was high, and groups of costumed fans huddled together. I saw two different girls with hand-decorated t-shirts declaring themselves “Mrs. Oliver Wood.” Every now and then a whoop or a cheer could be heard over the chatter.
After we found our seats and waited for the previews to begin, several teenaged girls skipped across the front of the theater – one on a broomstick – and coaxed the crowd into doing the wave. Then a chorus of “We love Harry, yes we do, we love Harry, how ’bout you?” broke out.
When the opening credits rolled, there was much rejoicing. A certain electricity was in the air. Happily, the movie was worth all the hubbub. Peter threw his sweatshirt over his head during a few hairy parts, but I saw him peeking out from under it. Moon says she wants to see it again and oh-my-God-are-those-Weasley-twins-hot. Hotness, hotness, says my daughter, who has developed quite a thing for tall red-haired boys.
Next HP movie: November 2005. Guess who’s counting the days?
June 4, 2004 at 3:35 pm · Filed under mememe!
Yeah, something else I got from Jodi. Answer the questions in the comments. C’mon, it’ll be fun!
- Who are you?
- Have we ever met?
- Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
- Describe me in one word.
- What reminds you of me?
- If you could give me anything, what would it be?
- Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn’t?
- Are you going to put this on your weblog and see what I say about you?
- What do you love like a fat kid loves cake?
- What makes you come back here?
June 3, 2004 at 10:32 pm · Filed under blather
1. We’re seeing the Harry Potter movie tomorrow night. Woo!
2. I’m getting up early to unlock the Campus for a special class. Peter wants me to drive him to school, even though the magic cello hasn’t been home for ages, and it’s not like he has much to carry. But what the heck, there’s only a week left of school.
3. Missed my workout last night, but I followed through tonight. Yay, me.
4. I admit it, I’ve been playing with my nose ring.
5. I’m joining my ex-co-worker Patti and friends for the Race for the Cure on Saturday. Maybe getting up early will become a habit, ya think?
June 2, 2004 at 9:19 pm · Filed under spiritual
Wonder how your chakras are doing? Want to double-check your enneagram type? Pete showed me a cool site – Eclectic Energies – where you can do all that and more.
As usual, I’m a 7. My chakras are in pretty good shape, except that a few are a bit overdeveloped.
Check it out, and tell me all about you.
May 31, 2004 at 11:18 pm · Filed under blather
Today the weather couldn’t decide what it was doing. Rain, sun, rain, sun, rain, sun. Pete and I both slept in until 9:30 (unheard of for him), lulled into laziness by the pitterpatter of raindrops. During one of the sunny periods, he headed out for his run – and I went to the gym. By the time we had both showered, a good part of our Monday holiday was already gone.
I wanted to see Shrek 2, so the kids and I piled into the car and made it in time for the 3:10 showing. Peter brought his friend along, and the two of them sat together and shared overpriced candy. Moon and I sat right behind them. We all laughed heartily during the movie, and agreed that Puss in Boots was our favorite character.
After we returned home, I concentrated on getting my nose stud back into its hole. I had taken it out yesterday at the in-laws’ to show to my friend, and I couldn’t get it back in. Kind of embarrassing. Weird, too, because I’ve had it in and out many times. The hole started bleeding from all my messing with it, which totally grossed out my husband. Not good.
I called Steve’s Tattoo, crossing my fingers that someone would be there. The nice young man on the phone told me to come on in and he’d fix the problem for me. Apparently this isn’t all that unusual. I’ve been guilty of absently twirling the nose stud (it’s a spiral wire), and the inside of the hole had swollen. The nice young man (who had a labret, septum ring, multiple tattoos and stretched earlobes) delicately inserted a thin metal bar into the hole and opened it back up. I need to leave it alone for two weeks, and then I’ll be able to remove the stud as needed.
I have promised my family that I will keep my hands off my nose. In other news, I saw a rainbow on the way home.
May 29, 2004 at 10:00 pm · Filed under blather
All the makeovers on TLC got to me, I guess. Happily, my stylist had an opening at 2:30 this afternoon, so I was able to do something about it. I didn’t want a huge change, but it was time to get my streak touched up, and my hair felt heavy.
After the foil came out and I toweled my hair off, I peeked in the mirror and was startled by the shock of platinum. My streak grew, and now my bangs are involved! Awesome. With an inch and a half off the bottom, and a bit of layering, I feel absolutely lightweight.
Well, at least my head does.
May 28, 2004 at 1:48 pm · Filed under fitness
It’s a beautiful day, and I really should borrow a mower (or machete) and cut the grass. My workout this morning was enhanced by being able to watch TLC on the teeny flatscreen TV attached to the elliptical trainer. I kept running for a few extra minutes so I could see what happened when the hot Brazilian guy finally came face-to-face with the cute LA chick he hadn’t seen for 2 1/2 years.
Yet another reason not to have cable. I’d never get anything done, because I’d be glued to TLC, watching makeovers and seeing long-lost lovers get back together.
May 28, 2004 at 10:54 am · Filed under blather
Kind of embarrassing that I slept through the morning aerobics classes at the gym, and I’ll have to go do my regular workout. And I won’t be showering before lunchtime. What a slob!
I had all kinds of bizarre dreams on the sofa this morning, but the most realistic one had to do with our dog, Foxxi. Apparently, we had her cloned, and both dogs were running loose in the Target parking lot. I had to catch them, and Foxxi growled at her clone as I carried the two of them to the car.
The clone was amazingly cute. What corgi pup isn’t, right? I didn’t have a name for her, so I called both dogs “Foxxi.” The clone peed underneath the kitchen table.
That is all. Time to pump iron.
May 27, 2004 at 11:29 pm · Filed under blather
Sometimes I think I’m a sick person because there’s nothing that delights me more than change. It’s amazing what a little jolt to the routine can do.
We had a meeting in Milwaukee today to discuss procedures, and the cool thing is that we found several fairly large holes in the system. We’ve fixed them, and I got to put the new procedures into practice immediately. I couldn’t believe how jazzed up I felt. It didn’t take much to energize me.
I just wish I was a bit more of a morning person. The drive into Milwaukee is always somewhat hazardous, because just keeping my eyes open takes a tremendous effort. I usually end up closing one eye for a few minutes, then the other. Yes, I alternate eyes. Is that dangerous?
May 24, 2004 at 9:58 pm · Filed under spiritual
Pete shared this with me, from The Hermetica:
Hermes Trismegistos, quoting the Divine Mind, tells us:
Make yourself grow to immeasurable immensity, outleap all body, outstrip all time, become eternity, and you will understand God. Having conceived that nothing is impossible to you, consider yourself immortal and able to understand everything, all art, all learning, the temper of every living thing. Go higher than every height and lower than every depth. Collect in yourself the sensations of all that has been made, of fire and water, dry and wet; be everything at once, on land, in the sea, in heaven; be not yet born, be in the womb, be young, old, dead, beyond death. And when you have understood all these things at once – times, places, things, qualities, quantities – then you can understand God.
Then this came in my e-mail from ConsciousOne.com:
We carry old wounds within us because we repressed the feelings associated with these wounds when we were children. If they are repressed, they will affect you in a negative and limiting way. And so you must reverse the process of repression by allowing the feelings and memories to surface. At the same time, you remain fully present, witnessing the feelings as they arise within you.
I am not suggesting that you indulge in these feelings. They are from the past. They are simply memories stuck within you. They have no meaning other than that they are stuck within you and need to be brought to consciousness and released through the power of love and acceptance. For one who is truly on a path of awakening, there is no interest in the past other than to bring it to consciousness in a way that heals and releases it. In truth there is no life outside of this moment.
Whoa. Cool.
May 23, 2004 at 11:24 pm · Filed under movies
The year is almost half over, and I finally saw a movie in the theater. I guess it takes a rainy weekend to get me to sit in the dark for two hours. The kids and I went to see Mean Girls yesterday, which was quite entertaining and paved the way for some excellent discussion about social structures. I also reserved tickets to see the new Harry Potter movie the first day it’s out, on the Ultra Screen, no less.
I have a feeling that some of our Friday-fundays this summer will be spent at the movies. Pete is going to see HP with us, but he passed on Mean Girls. Instead he had some quality time with his recording equipment.
Moon and I also rented a few flicks: Grease and Clueless. Peter taught me how to play the GameCube version of Return of the King, and we all played several rounds of the HP trivia board game.
Somehow my company was in great demand this weekend. I’m feeling pretty popular with my own kids right now.
May 20, 2004 at 8:50 pm · Filed under peter
peter is now looking quite handsome, newly shorn. he had only clipped off one piece in front, so it wasn’t nearly as bad as it had sounded. believe me, i’ve been tempted to whack off sections of my hair some days, too.
“no one noticed until the teacher said, ‘what did you just do to your hair?'” he told me.
three more weeks. he just has to get through three more weeks.
May 20, 2004 at 12:52 pm · Filed under peter
i fell asleep this morning after the kids left for school, and was awaked by the harsh ring of our telephone (and the equally harsh sound of foxxi barking madly). peter was on the line – i could tell he wasn’t happy.
apparently, his hair had been getting into his eyes, so he whipped out his scissors and hacked it off in front.
“are you upset? do you look look freaky?” i asked.
“no… and yes,” he answered.
“well, the classroom isn’t a salon. the teacher probably thought you were being disruptive.”
“i just wanted it out of the way.”
“but you’re not feeling bad or anything.”
“no.”
i have to admit i didn’t think it was a huge deal, since he was trying to solve a problem, not get attention. i told him that next time he’s feeling shaggy, he should let us know so we can take him to a professional.
good thing he called. as it was, i had about 25 minutes to shower, get dressed, make coffee and go to work. i could have easily slept another hour.
as soon as i had an opportunity, i called our stylist and prayed that he had an opening today. (he did. yay.) he seemed to find the dilemma amusing. we’re both pretty curious to see the damage.
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