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Wednesday, March 30, 2005
The Wrong Trousers, Gromit!
Very cool story. Makes me wonder what could be done in cases where people are supposedly in a vegetative state/unable to respond "normally."
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Monday, March 28, 2005
Just another manic Monday
It was a dark and stormy day. It was a bright and sunshiny day. It was a dark and stormy day. You get the picture.
Puddles abound, so kids stayed in today. While I was out they tried the combo of doing school while watching King Kong. Didn't work.
Piano lesson at Dr. J's - did well.
Library time - great.
Time to leave for karate - kids: "oh where is my (fill in the blank) ??!" Husband: "GET MOVING AND GET IN THE CAR!"
finally gave up on the karate idea. One couldn't find the uniform, the other couldn't find their kicks....I'll have to take them Tuesday AND Wednesday now. Joy.
I destressed by going to Delaina's cycling class. Met a soldier who's visiting from AZ, taking classes at Ft. Lewis. He's been in since Gulf I, retiring next year at 20. He "rode" next to me - very motivating, because he was pushing himself harder and faster than any other person in there except another man named Mike, who is like some Greek god or something. Teacher's pet, anyway. Me, I did my best and as usual found myself dizzy and nauseated about :40 into the ride, so had to quit pushing so hard so I wouldn't lose my cheese sandwich and utterly humiliate myself. Still, I'm doing pretty well compared to my humble beginnings. Motivating music this time: The soundtrack from the Trinity/Neo scene in The Matrix where they go into the Matrix to rescue Morpheus ("Guns. Lots of guns.") and proceed to waste the virtual building. Another motivating song played has the line "it's getting harder and harder to breathe" (yes, by that point it was).
I cooked a meal tonight rather than letting my kitchen slave Crock Pot do it for me and we had peachy chicken, steamed rice and asparagus with ham (since I didn't have any bacon). Leftovers for another day, yay!
Now it's almost 10 pm and I am procrastinating on this Philippians thing. Lori has given me her study notes; I have my own, now I need to synthesize the two and get it TOGETHER.
But since I haven't had the chance to change/shower from my workout I need to do that next. MORE PROCRASTINATION, augh!> so, first I will BEGIN the Philippians notes THEN I will bathe. OK ANDY!>?
Puddles abound, so kids stayed in today. While I was out they tried the combo of doing school while watching King Kong. Didn't work.
Piano lesson at Dr. J's - did well.
Library time - great.
Time to leave for karate - kids: "oh where is my (fill in the blank) ??!" Husband: "GET MOVING AND GET IN THE CAR!"
finally gave up on the karate idea. One couldn't find the uniform, the other couldn't find their kicks....I'll have to take them Tuesday AND Wednesday now. Joy.
I destressed by going to Delaina's cycling class. Met a soldier who's visiting from AZ, taking classes at Ft. Lewis. He's been in since Gulf I, retiring next year at 20. He "rode" next to me - very motivating, because he was pushing himself harder and faster than any other person in there except another man named Mike, who is like some Greek god or something. Teacher's pet, anyway. Me, I did my best and as usual found myself dizzy and nauseated about :40 into the ride, so had to quit pushing so hard so I wouldn't lose my cheese sandwich and utterly humiliate myself. Still, I'm doing pretty well compared to my humble beginnings. Motivating music this time: The soundtrack from the Trinity/Neo scene in The Matrix where they go into the Matrix to rescue Morpheus ("Guns. Lots of guns.") and proceed to waste the virtual building. Another motivating song played has the line "it's getting harder and harder to breathe" (yes, by that point it was).
I cooked a meal tonight rather than letting my kitchen slave Crock Pot do it for me and we had peachy chicken, steamed rice and asparagus with ham (since I didn't have any bacon). Leftovers for another day, yay!
Now it's almost 10 pm and I am procrastinating on this Philippians thing. Lori has given me her study notes; I have my own, now I need to synthesize the two and get it TOGETHER.
But since I haven't had the chance to change/shower from my workout I need to do that next. MORE PROCRASTINATION, augh!> so, first I will BEGIN the Philippians notes THEN I will bathe. OK ANDY!>?
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Lost the posting fever
So here it is, gotta add some originality and/or content to this teensy corner of webdom.
In my ponderings about whether one "thinks" or "lives".....i've come to the conclusion that I've been so busy just getting through Life that Deep Thoughts must be done on the fly.....ergo, they are not deep. So, indeed, Thinking and living are mutually exclusive - for me, anyway.
Here are my shallow thoughts then: Exercise music~! Since going to Bally's on a regular basis, I have rediscovered that music is extremely motivating as I exercise. The instructor of the cycling class I attend likes to use "real" music, not the canned cardio stuff put out by some exercising company. So as I'm pumping, Bono is howling and I'm like .....yeaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh................ U2 makes me feel like I need to hurry up and get where I'm going, just for the joy of it, all wistful and poignant and serious - The Edge playing that piano motif that carries the entire song New Year's Day.....and right-left-right-left I'm pushing faster through the pain and fatigue, giving more than I thought I could.
Other noteworthy songs: "Mama Told Me Not To Come" by Three Dog Night- very ironic as my cycle is at its highest resistance and I'm dripping sweat and mentally singing along; "American Pie" (what does that song mean anyway?); and of course, Mambo No. 5 by the one-hit wonder Lou Bega. There's more, but it's all I can come up with on such a short notice.
My son just came in and breathed chocolate bunny breath on me. Yum! I dont' know why I bothered to make dinner tonight for the kids - they lived on candy today! :( tomorrow back to good food.
Friday night I actually got a babysitter so Andy and I could go out for dinner at Harbor Lights. Got there early enough to see the sun set (though it was overcast mostly). Afterwards we drove through the Proctor district of Tacoma and went The Store Formerly Known As QueenAnne Thriftway. Now it's called Metropolitan Market. That's more in keeping with the exorbitant prices in there. There ain't no thrift about that joint! We got a couple things for our friend in Iraq, since they used to shop there on occasion, and there's great quality there. Get what you pay for sort of thing. Then we went to Borders where I read most of Prom by Laurie Halse Anderson (didn't like it at all. Supposedly about "normal" kids who all seem to be foul-mouthed, poor, and rude) and skimmed The Princess Present by Meg Cabot (by now a stale series; this episode is a retelling of The Gift of the Magi). Went home and discovered that my two kids and the babysitter polished off an entire pizza.
Yesterday was Saturday and for the life of me I can't remember what I did. Oh yea. Reworked the church bulletin format so all the pertinent information is on the front (which took me about 2 hrs), then did some quick shopping, forgetting that Sunday was a holiday! Costco was a madhouse, Top Foods wasn't much better, and the incompetence of the people at Lowe's never ceases to amaze me. The guy there, after scratching his head over what kind of lightbulb I need for my track lighting, finally told me to take it to McLendons. Yeeeep. Should've gone there in the first place, but traffic was horrible and I was trying to be efficient with my gasoline.
From there went to Jennifer's, who was hosting an open house for her new Sensaria Spa business. (oo, clicky here!) I had a facial, and my hands and feet all scrubbed and moisturized and pampered up. Very nice after the previous 2 horus out on S. Hill.
Easter breakfast and church services this morning went well. Andy left early with the kids (oo-rah!) and I showed up just in time with my potato casserole. For services this morning I sang the Mozart Alleluia as a duet, while fudging the keyboard part as I sang. The choir sang pretty well (our sound tech could balance out some louder singers by manipulating mics) and the message was good. I didn't bother cooking a lg. lunch since breakfast was huge (I've learned my lesson from previous Easters), and this afternoon I made a few fondant roses and watched Disc 2 of The Incredibles that has all the interesting (to me) "making of..." sections.
Right now I'm taking a break from our Sunday night ritual: Picnic in the living room while watching a movie. I did the picnic part, and part of the movie, but it's only interesting to 75% of the family: Walking With Prehistoric Beasts. So here I am. I'm incredibly thirsty right now; must be all that salami I ate. Think I'll get a drink and then begin my nightly "get ready for bed" ritual that usually involves a bubble bath and a book.
In my ponderings about whether one "thinks" or "lives".....i've come to the conclusion that I've been so busy just getting through Life that Deep Thoughts must be done on the fly.....ergo, they are not deep. So, indeed, Thinking and living are mutually exclusive - for me, anyway.
Here are my shallow thoughts then: Exercise music~! Since going to Bally's on a regular basis, I have rediscovered that music is extremely motivating as I exercise. The instructor of the cycling class I attend likes to use "real" music, not the canned cardio stuff put out by some exercising company. So as I'm pumping, Bono is howling and I'm like .....yeaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh................ U2 makes me feel like I need to hurry up and get where I'm going, just for the joy of it, all wistful and poignant and serious - The Edge playing that piano motif that carries the entire song New Year's Day.....and right-left-right-left I'm pushing faster through the pain and fatigue, giving more than I thought I could.
Other noteworthy songs: "Mama Told Me Not To Come" by Three Dog Night- very ironic as my cycle is at its highest resistance and I'm dripping sweat and mentally singing along; "American Pie" (what does that song mean anyway?); and of course, Mambo No. 5 by the one-hit wonder Lou Bega. There's more, but it's all I can come up with on such a short notice.
My son just came in and breathed chocolate bunny breath on me. Yum! I dont' know why I bothered to make dinner tonight for the kids - they lived on candy today! :( tomorrow back to good food.
Friday night I actually got a babysitter so Andy and I could go out for dinner at Harbor Lights. Got there early enough to see the sun set (though it was overcast mostly). Afterwards we drove through the Proctor district of Tacoma and went The Store Formerly Known As QueenAnne Thriftway. Now it's called Metropolitan Market. That's more in keeping with the exorbitant prices in there. There ain't no thrift about that joint! We got a couple things for our friend in Iraq, since they used to shop there on occasion, and there's great quality there. Get what you pay for sort of thing. Then we went to Borders where I read most of Prom by Laurie Halse Anderson (didn't like it at all. Supposedly about "normal" kids who all seem to be foul-mouthed, poor, and rude) and skimmed The Princess Present by Meg Cabot (by now a stale series; this episode is a retelling of The Gift of the Magi). Went home and discovered that my two kids and the babysitter polished off an entire pizza.
Yesterday was Saturday and for the life of me I can't remember what I did. Oh yea. Reworked the church bulletin format so all the pertinent information is on the front (which took me about 2 hrs), then did some quick shopping, forgetting that Sunday was a holiday! Costco was a madhouse, Top Foods wasn't much better, and the incompetence of the people at Lowe's never ceases to amaze me. The guy there, after scratching his head over what kind of lightbulb I need for my track lighting, finally told me to take it to McLendons. Yeeeep. Should've gone there in the first place, but traffic was horrible and I was trying to be efficient with my gasoline.
From there went to Jennifer's, who was hosting an open house for her new Sensaria Spa business. (oo, clicky here!) I had a facial, and my hands and feet all scrubbed and moisturized and pampered up. Very nice after the previous 2 horus out on S. Hill.
Easter breakfast and church services this morning went well. Andy left early with the kids (oo-rah!) and I showed up just in time with my potato casserole. For services this morning I sang the Mozart Alleluia as a duet, while fudging the keyboard part as I sang. The choir sang pretty well (our sound tech could balance out some louder singers by manipulating mics) and the message was good. I didn't bother cooking a lg. lunch since breakfast was huge (I've learned my lesson from previous Easters), and this afternoon I made a few fondant roses and watched Disc 2 of The Incredibles that has all the interesting (to me) "making of..." sections.
Right now I'm taking a break from our Sunday night ritual: Picnic in the living room while watching a movie. I did the picnic part, and part of the movie, but it's only interesting to 75% of the family: Walking With Prehistoric Beasts. So here I am. I'm incredibly thirsty right now; must be all that salami I ate. Think I'll get a drink and then begin my nightly "get ready for bed" ritual that usually involves a bubble bath and a book.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
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