Tomorrow, Anna and I are off to Oregon for a long weekend visiting family (Lala in Portland) and friends (Ra Ra! and Julie on the coast).
After the ENDLESS WINTER we've had, in which so much snow was dumped on us that if I ever have the opportunity to meet Al Gore in person, I'm going to kick his ass for making us believe in something called "Global Warming", well, I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to simply getting RAINED ON in Oregon.
There will be walking on the beach, collecting cool rocks and agates, eating breakfast at the Grateful Bread and perhaps some wine consumed while visiting with old, dear friends.
And maybe, just maybe, a stealthy visit to a storage shed where I happen to know that the old wooden "Migrations" sign from our coffee shop/bookstore is sitting, waiting to be liberated...
Have a happy weekend! See ya'll on Monday!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
tragic accident
When I went into Anna's room this morning to check on her progress getting dressed for school, I came upon this horrible scene. I still don't know what happened, but as far as I can tell, her stuffed animals staged some sort of protest and attacked. Last Friday was Hawaiian Day at Bug's school. So we went to the party-store and got her a grass skirt, flowers for her hair, and I made a surf-board appliqued t-shirt. She looked pretty darn cute, didn't she?
eau d' boy dog
As you know, we have the BEST DOG IN THE WORLD, Moby, and we are currently dog-sitting Moby's brother, Levi for a week. These dogs are polar-opposites, yin and yang. Moby is all black, Levi is all white (which makes me want to sing "Ebony and Ivory"...but that's another story). Moby is Mr. Mellow, while Levi is Mr. Anxious. He is skittish and nervous and just about jumps out of his skin when you walk into the room until he gets comfortable with you. He is also extremely needy and must have love and affection at all times. Moby's attitude toward affection is "Meh. I guess since I'm just laying here anyway, sure, you can pet me if you want." But Levi is, like Moby, a sweet, sweet boy: very smart and affectionate and playful. Anna is CRAZY about him, and he is crazy about her. Plus, he and Moby just seem to belong together. Anna and I have secretly been plotting to keep Levi.
And then all that changed for me this morning.
I grabbed a jacket out of the mud-room (aka the room the dogs hang out in during the day, with access to the back yard). So I put on my coat and get in the car, and as I'm driving along, I'm thinking, something smells F.U.N.K.Y in my car. Now, if it was my old car it could have been any number of things: a sippy-cup of soy milk that had slipped beneath a seat and stayed there for 4 years, the 16 rotting banana peels on the floor, the half-eaten muffin molding under Anna's old booster seat...or hell, the filthy and stained booster seat itself. But now that I have this fabulous new car, I have been keeping it spotless and all you can smell is leather. But the longer I drove, the smell got worse and worse and at some point just this side of the rez, I realized: IT'S DOG PEE. And since no dog has been in my car, there was only one explanation:
ONE OF THE DOGS HAD PEED ON MY COAT.
Because you know, boy dogs MUST pee on everything, to make sure that all other boy dogs know: This is MY territory. I've been marked.
It took every ounce of strength I could muster to not pull over to the side of the road immediately and rip that stinking fleece coat off my body. So now I'm going to smell like dog pee all day.
But hey. At least it's not snowing.
How's your day?
And then all that changed for me this morning.
I grabbed a jacket out of the mud-room (aka the room the dogs hang out in during the day, with access to the back yard). So I put on my coat and get in the car, and as I'm driving along, I'm thinking, something smells F.U.N.K.Y in my car. Now, if it was my old car it could have been any number of things: a sippy-cup of soy milk that had slipped beneath a seat and stayed there for 4 years, the 16 rotting banana peels on the floor, the half-eaten muffin molding under Anna's old booster seat...or hell, the filthy and stained booster seat itself. But now that I have this fabulous new car, I have been keeping it spotless and all you can smell is leather. But the longer I drove, the smell got worse and worse and at some point just this side of the rez, I realized: IT'S DOG PEE. And since no dog has been in my car, there was only one explanation:
ONE OF THE DOGS HAD PEED ON MY COAT.
Because you know, boy dogs MUST pee on everything, to make sure that all other boy dogs know: This is MY territory. I've been marked.
It took every ounce of strength I could muster to not pull over to the side of the road immediately and rip that stinking fleece coat off my body. So now I'm going to smell like dog pee all day.
But hey. At least it's not snowing.
How's your day?
Monday, April 21, 2008
Don't drink the Kool Aid!!
Oh man, have you seen this video ? (sorry, I'm not smart enough to be able to embed the video on to my blog.) But go watch it. Be sure to pour yourself a good stiff drink first.
Some wing-nut Christian organization has decided that Oprah is the anti-Christ. The irony is that they are promoting a book called "Don't Drink the Kool-Aid". Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't you have to be fairly brain-washed to see any sort of conspiracy-theory behind Oprah's practices?? Empowering people to believe in themselves ?! Gasp! She MUST be working closely with Satan. Can you imagine what the world would be like if every person was ACCOUNTABLE for his or her own life?? Total mahem! The only thing keeping us in line is Jesus!
Here's what I don't get about followers of organized religion: if they are so certain that what they believe is THE one and only way, why not just live their lives according to THEIR beliefs and leave every one else alone? Why are they (some, not all) threatened by people believing something else? Now, I love me some chocolate. My good friend Cathy, however, does not. She prefers - gasp! - fruit pie. Does this mean I should distrust and/or HATE her? Should I haze her, shake my chocolate bar at her and threaten her with eternal damnation? No. It simply means that there is more chocolate in the world for me.
The funny thing is, Oprah is actually quite spiritual. She believes in "God". True, the God she believes may not exactly match that of Christianity, but how can any church or organization fault her for promoting accountabililty, love and kindness??
I think they drank the Kool-Aid.
Some wing-nut Christian organization has decided that Oprah is the anti-Christ. The irony is that they are promoting a book called "Don't Drink the Kool-Aid". Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't you have to be fairly brain-washed to see any sort of conspiracy-theory behind Oprah's practices?? Empowering people to believe in themselves ?! Gasp! She MUST be working closely with Satan. Can you imagine what the world would be like if every person was ACCOUNTABLE for his or her own life?? Total mahem! The only thing keeping us in line is Jesus!
Here's what I don't get about followers of organized religion: if they are so certain that what they believe is THE one and only way, why not just live their lives according to THEIR beliefs and leave every one else alone? Why are they (some, not all) threatened by people believing something else? Now, I love me some chocolate. My good friend Cathy, however, does not. She prefers - gasp! - fruit pie. Does this mean I should distrust and/or HATE her? Should I haze her, shake my chocolate bar at her and threaten her with eternal damnation? No. It simply means that there is more chocolate in the world for me.
The funny thing is, Oprah is actually quite spiritual. She believes in "God". True, the God she believes may not exactly match that of Christianity, but how can any church or organization fault her for promoting accountabililty, love and kindness??
I think they drank the Kool-Aid.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Question of the day:
Due to the complete lack of anything interesting/controversial/catastrophic happening in my life right now, I'm going to ask YOU some questions. I am dreaming about going somewhere (due to the fact that it is supposed to snow here this weekend). So let's talk about travel.
Would you rather travel to a large city (ie: Paris or Washington DC or New York), or to a remote area (a cabin in Alaska, S. America, tropical island)?
If you were going to New York City and only had 3-4 days, what would you want to do there?
When you travel, do you like to do "touristy" things, or would you rather experience the place as a "local"?
Would you rather travel to a large city (ie: Paris or Washington DC or New York), or to a remote area (a cabin in Alaska, S. America, tropical island)?
If you were going to New York City and only had 3-4 days, what would you want to do there?
When you travel, do you like to do "touristy" things, or would you rather experience the place as a "local"?
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
blogger of the year
Wow, I suck at blogging lately. If I haven't already lost all three of my regular readers, it's a miracle. I just don't have much to say. There are no political rants I need to get off my chest, no soap-box to climb up on, and nobody is pissing me off. How is this possible? God, it's BORING being happy and well-adjusted.
Hmmm...there were 3 pipe-bombs found in a home 3 blocks from our house, one block from the jr. high school. There goes the neighborhood.
Um...I have a trip coming up. Anna and I are going to Oregon next week. We'll stay the night with Lala in Portland and then we're going over to the coast to see Rod (Uncle Ra Ra) and Julie. There will be music, wine, good food, great friends and walking on the beach. Can't wait.
And...guess what? It's supposed to SNOW here this weekend! Yay! Because who can get enough snow? Not me! Bring it on!!!
What's interesting in your world?
Hmmm...there were 3 pipe-bombs found in a home 3 blocks from our house, one block from the jr. high school. There goes the neighborhood.
Um...I have a trip coming up. Anna and I are going to Oregon next week. We'll stay the night with Lala in Portland and then we're going over to the coast to see Rod (Uncle Ra Ra) and Julie. There will be music, wine, good food, great friends and walking on the beach. Can't wait.
And...guess what? It's supposed to SNOW here this weekend! Yay! Because who can get enough snow? Not me! Bring it on!!!
What's interesting in your world?
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