Friday, July 21, 2006


I am a secret country music freak. Love the Cash and the song Picture totally does it for me every time....

My oh my. What WOULD the folks from Oakwood say? I believe much of it can be directly blamed on my husband, who though he would be LOATHE to admit it, could be from Oakwood. However, he has been singing "She's the Queen of my Double Wide Trailer" to me since the day I met him. He is also directly responsible for the folky thing too.

At least I don't listen to WIXY.

But this - coupled with my TLC thing, makes me feel like Sybil.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Much more me today

Pandora is thinking I am much more Susan today. What a relief. No more teenage angst. Between that and the PMS I could hardly stand myself yesterday.

Seth told his whole daycamp class that if they got into trouble, for $5 his daddy would get them out of it.

Nice.... We are SUCH GOOD PARENTS!

Looking for a babysitter for saturday. Interested?

Tuesday, July 18, 2006


Moved on from popcorn to Smale's Pretzels. You will SO only get that if you grew up in Dayton....

Why does Pandora suddenly think I am an angst ridden 19 year old?

School starts on Monday. WOO-HOO!


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Bad Habit

I have a new bad habit of moowing down a small bag of popcorn from the cafeteria every day after lunch… Needs to stop. I’m sure my co-workers are SICK of listening to me snarfing popcorn. Plus – there is popcorn filth all over now. Not to mention the salt, carbs, etc.

My dad HATED it when my high school friends & I would eat popcorn. Apparently 15 year old girls are not too good at hitting their mouths. I got better – but not with popcorn.

I had a friend in college we called Hoover. A la the vacuum type of Hoover (not Herbert). She spent the better part of the end a long night of abusing various substances eating spilled popcorn. Crawling around on her hands and knees. And boom: Her “friends” call her Hoover for the next 4 years.

Off for the HAW. See you soon.

Monday, July 03, 2006

how do you explain...

Depression to someone who has never felt these feelings before? The sense of hopelessness and helplessness and the day stretching on and on an on before you finally can just give up and go to bed. How do you get that across to someone? Someone who cares and WANTS to help, but just doesn't understand... If you know, please tell me.

Then, as suddenly as it comes, it goes. A brisk walk, a meal, a shower, and a good night's sleep and today is a whole brighter new day.

Note to self: remember the four above points on the depression days (which are thankfully just about a yearly event anymore. But when they come - they are bad...)

Happy 4th of July.