Goodbye October. You are a favorite month of mine. I apologize for not doing the tradition that takes place in your duration, but there is a pumpkin or two out there thanking their lucky seeds that they're not being massacred. I really meant to (as a semi-artist, I enjoy thinking up a design and making art out of a large vegetable) but one, I couldn't find the time and two, once I did, I saw that pumpkins are rather pricey this year.
Recently upgraded our vehicle. I feel weird, because according to some guy at the dealership, we were the first to get this new vehicle. Gives me a sense of isolation that ours is the only one of it's kind being driven around town. Anyway, I don't really care for the shape of it (half car, half SUV?) but I love the new features. When asked what I wanted that wasn't in the old car, I immediately said "cruise control!" and now I have it. It's a blessed thing. Also, when we'd go on road trips, there was only one plug-in, and we had 2 phones, an ipod, and a gps to charge. In this upgrade, there are two plug-ins AND a usb port. Win times three. There is satellite radio, which is complimentary for 60 or 90 days (I'm taking advantage of that) and there's Bluetooth, so I can link my phone to my car and talk hands-free. Also, voice command. So much more tech-y stuff than I'm used to. It's fantastic.
Half of my weekend off has been taken away from me. In all honesty, for a legitimate reason. I just hate that I have to wait another two weeks to have a true work-free weekend. But! I have plans for those particular two days.
Looking back, I wonder how I made it through never having weekends off. I don't think I could do it again.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Aloud Not Allowed
There are certain songs that hold memories I can re-tap into. I'm currently listening to one, and feeling the same way I felt when I unknowingly created the memory with it; excited, happy, adventurous. I'm seeing what I saw while listening to this song... years ago. It's great.
My first weekend back to work was a pretty good one. I had probably the shortest schedule out of everyone, so was able to take my time, still get done early, and find other things to do at my leisure. I understand how people like to stay busy through their entire workday, so time goes by faster, but I prefer a more slow-moving shift. No pressure, the ability to adjust to unexpected happenings... Nice and relaxed.
Had a terrible dream the other day. It had me messed up for a few days. I may have appeared grouchy or unsociable, but in truth I was just really brought down by my too vivid, and long, nightmare.
An art exhibit should be in my near-ish future. I've been really wanting to get back into art, especially since this new business is starting, and maybe seeing an exhibit would get my wheels turning and encourage me to dive back in. Now, what to go see... Hmm.
My first weekend back to work was a pretty good one. I had probably the shortest schedule out of everyone, so was able to take my time, still get done early, and find other things to do at my leisure. I understand how people like to stay busy through their entire workday, so time goes by faster, but I prefer a more slow-moving shift. No pressure, the ability to adjust to unexpected happenings... Nice and relaxed.
Had a terrible dream the other day. It had me messed up for a few days. I may have appeared grouchy or unsociable, but in truth I was just really brought down by my too vivid, and long, nightmare.
An art exhibit should be in my near-ish future. I've been really wanting to get back into art, especially since this new business is starting, and maybe seeing an exhibit would get my wheels turning and encourage me to dive back in. Now, what to go see... Hmm.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Recapped Changes
Mawage - done. Honeymoon - done. Vacation - over. Next: my younger sister's wedding next month. Then, the holidays. I work Thanksgiving and am off Christmas. Which means... actually, looking at the calendar, I should have the night before off as well. Lots of hoping and finger crossing. If I am to work Christmas eve, and it's not considered a holiday, I'll be working til a couple hours into Christmas morning. Not something that is looked forward to.
The mawage went smoothly, other than a small wardrobe malfunction when my betrothed suddenly grabbed my hand and raised it in triumph. But I didn't let it bother me. I tried treating it like an "oops... moving on" incident. However, I recently copied a friend's pics and vids to my computer and discovered there is video evidence.
There were many comments on how awesome the ceremony and reception was, and we got several thank-you's and much praise, but honestly, he and I were but a fraction of the elements that made it so great. Most of it being everyone else; the wedding party, the outside help who were just as (or more) helpful and reliable, and of course the people that showed up to observe/participate. I've very glad that the feedback has all been positive.
I was asked by (I can say this now) my significant other a few days ago, what do I want for Christmas? I replied with "a new laptop." Because mine is circling the drain, and I don't mean around the rim. He was silent after my reply, and then said "so what do you want for Christmas?" I guess my first request was out of the question. So I asked for the first, second, sixth, and seventh seasons of Rescue Me, to complete my collection. The final season of Monk would be great too, to complete that series as well (and finally see the end of the show). But, as the vows stated, we are "for poor and even poorer" and must make do.
There's a song I've recently heard, loved, and acquired. Once, I played it and had tears flowing while listening, because of the images it projected. Very powerful.
Aladdin - the Disney cartoon - was on ABC Family tonight. I was bothered by their changing of lyrics (in the first minute of the movie, no less) and couldn't help but notice that those lyrics were just fine 20 years ago. (Good Lord, is it that old already? Talk about a slap in the face from reality.) I just didn't understand. I was only halfway listening to the movie, but automatically noticed the alteration, mostly because the voice that changed the lyrics was different. I hate that.
Go dti an chead uair eile.
The mawage went smoothly, other than a small wardrobe malfunction when my betrothed suddenly grabbed my hand and raised it in triumph. But I didn't let it bother me. I tried treating it like an "oops... moving on" incident. However, I recently copied a friend's pics and vids to my computer and discovered there is video evidence.
There were many comments on how awesome the ceremony and reception was, and we got several thank-you's and much praise, but honestly, he and I were but a fraction of the elements that made it so great. Most of it being everyone else; the wedding party, the outside help who were just as (or more) helpful and reliable, and of course the people that showed up to observe/participate. I've very glad that the feedback has all been positive.
I was asked by (I can say this now) my significant other a few days ago, what do I want for Christmas? I replied with "a new laptop." Because mine is circling the drain, and I don't mean around the rim. He was silent after my reply, and then said "so what do you want for Christmas?" I guess my first request was out of the question. So I asked for the first, second, sixth, and seventh seasons of Rescue Me, to complete my collection. The final season of Monk would be great too, to complete that series as well (and finally see the end of the show). But, as the vows stated, we are "for poor and even poorer" and must make do.
There's a song I've recently heard, loved, and acquired. Once, I played it and had tears flowing while listening, because of the images it projected. Very powerful.
Aladdin - the Disney cartoon - was on ABC Family tonight. I was bothered by their changing of lyrics (in the first minute of the movie, no less) and couldn't help but notice that those lyrics were just fine 20 years ago. (Good Lord, is it that old already? Talk about a slap in the face from reality.) I just didn't understand. I was only halfway listening to the movie, but automatically noticed the alteration, mostly because the voice that changed the lyrics was different. I hate that.
Go dti an chead uair eile.
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