I will be back later to give a nice long update about what I did this weekend and some other junk but right now I just wanted to make a post to let ya’ll know I was still around. I’m going to try to help my dad finish pulling down his old shed in a little while and then I have to go to Petsmart to buy a new diaper for the Junebug as she is growing out of her old one, and then I need to get a haircut and blah, blah, blah. You get the point. Happy Sunday. Toodles ~
Okay, I’m off to work for an hour or so. Then I’m getting my oil changed (nothing like waiting until the last minute). Then I have to fill the car up with gas. After that I’m going to the grocrery store for breakfast stuff and sandwich stuff for the next couple of days. Finally, after that, I’m heading out of town for work. I’ll be back sometime Thursday evening but I probably won’t be back online until Friday. Have a good rest of the week. Toodles ~
I’ll give you one guess what I spent about half the day doing today. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Sorry. Anyway, good times.
I have nothing of importance to say today but since when have I ever let that stop me in the past?
I’m up to over 1700 books on my goodreads.com list. And I am still not even close to the number of books I’ve read. I can’t even begin to remember them all. Which is turing out to be a little frustrating actually. I did find a forum on the site when you can post the plot premise of a book that you can’t remember the name of and people try to help you figure it out. And they are pretty good at it too. I’ve yet to see one that someone didn’t know. They’ve helped me figure out quite a few books from my childhood. And I’ve gotten some good recommendations on books as well. Not that I needed to add any more books to my list of “Books To Read Before I Die.”
I have to pick my godson up from school tomorrow. I hope I don’t forget. His mom is going to call me and remind me because she’s a paranoid mom like that. But it’s probably a good thing or else I’d probably come home from work and take a nap or something and he’d be chilling up at the school all alone. And she’ll be in class, which is why she can’t pick him up, with her phone turned off. I’ve written myself two notes so I’m sure I won’t forget. Plus she’ll call. Probably more than once knowing her.
I’m a little rambley and jumpy tonight. I’ve actually been like this all day. I’m feeling very ADHD. I start something and then in the middle I decide I should really do this instead but then in the middle of that I think that maybe I’ll do this first instead. And so I have acomplished almost nothing. My laundry is half done. My room is half clean. My ebay crap is half sorted. My car is half cleaned out. (And has to get cleaned out the rest of the way if I’m picking kids up from school and stuff.) My clothes are half put away. *sigh* I’m not quite manic, just mostly kind of restless. Weird.
I have to go out of town again this week. But just for a few days. I’ll leave tuesday and be back thursday in time to catch the season premier of Survivor. Which brings back Survivor Night of course. Marinda and Harrison and I started Survivor night last year when Marinda and her husband were having some issues. So I’d go over to her house and hang out and watch Survivor with her and her son. Then, when they patched up their issues and got things back to normal, we continued Survivor Night for the next season with all four of us. Yay. I love Survivor Night. Good times.
I read an awesome book this weekend. It’s called Replay by Ken Grimwood. It’s about a dude who dies at age 43 and then wakes up at 18 and gets to live his life all over again. I read it in about three and a half hours the other night. I actually opened it at midnight when I was getting ready to go to bed Friday night. I figured I’d read a chapter or two before I fell asleep but instead I couldn’t put it down and read straight through until just after three-thirty in the morning. I haven’t read a book like that in a very long time other than the Harry Potter books. Definitely a book I’d recomend.
Okay, I have to get up early in the morning and I haven’t said much of anything at all so I guess I should end this and take my tail to bed. Toodles ~
While working ten hours or more in a single day for four days straight does make for one tired Cindy, having a three day weekend, again, more than makes up for it. So yay for not having to work on Friday. That is all. Toodles ~
I don’t want to be sexist or anything, or lump all men into the same weird catagory here, but seriously, the dudes I work with have issues. Now, I don’t know if all men do this, though I have known several that do, including the one I used to be married to and the other one that I lived with for three years, but is it really necessary to explain, in detail, what you need to do every time you have to go to the bathroom?
Seriously?
And it’s not like it’s one dude, it’s several. What. The. Eff? I don’t get it. I learned more about some of my co-workers today than I ever needed to know. Ever.
My dad just came running into my room freaking out, “You’re late for work!” I have only told him about 9,279,045,248,584,357,890 times in the past two weeks that I have to work from two to ten this afternoon. He forgets everything. Well, half the time he doesn’t listen to a word I say and the other half of the time he forgets. Another wonderful side-effect brought to you by chemotherapy. But he’s alive so who the eff really cares if he remembers anything I tell him. I have to remember to be happy for what I’ve got and not get frustrated with everything else. Sometimes it’s very hard to do that.
My neighbor’s dad died yesterday morning. These neighbors are a little bit older than my folks. They’ve pretty much been part of my life for as long as I can remember. They’ve done amazing things for my family in the past seven years. Unfortunately I won’t be able to attend the visitation or the funeral because of work but mama is going to the grocery store today to buy them a meal and I’m going to give her some money and have her get them some stuff from me, maybe some ham biscuits and fruit or something. We southerners love to give people food.
I haven’t been to the gym in a few weeks because I’ve been more than a little freaked out about my blood pressure but the doc said I could continue to work out as long as I don’t over-do it and stay aware of my heart rate and stuff. So I really need to get my ass back in there. As soon as I finish this entry I’m getting dressed and going. It’s like one mile from my house. Really, I have no excuse for not going. And I’m paying for it every month on the 18th whether I’m there or not.
Today is my brother’s birthday. He’s 28. He will be leaving for Iraq shortly but he isn’t allowed to tell us exactly when. Which we’re used to after his eight years in the Marines. I hope he has a good birthday.
Well, I’m off to get my shit together and get to the gym and run my errands and go to work. Have a lovely monday. Toodles ~
HARTFORD, Connecticut (AP) — Author Madeleine L’Engle, whose novel “A Wrinkle in Time” has been enjoyed by generations of schoolchildren and adults since the 1960s, has died, her publicist said Friday. She was 88.
L’Engle died Thursday at a nursing home in Litchfield of natural causes, according to Jennifer Doerr, publicity manager for publisher Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
The Newbery Medal winner wrote more than 60 books, including fantasies, poetry and memoirs, often highlighting spiritual themes and her Christian faith.
Although L’Engle was often labeled a children’s author, she disliked that classification. In a 1993 Associated Press interview, she said she did not write down to children.
“In my dreams, I never have an age,” she said. “I never write for any age group in mind. When people do, they tend to be tolerant and condescending and they don’t write as well as they can write.
“When you underestimate your audience, you’re cutting yourself off from your best work.”
“A Wrinkle in Time” — which L’Engle said was rejected repeatedly before it found a publisher in 1962 — won the American Library Association’s 1963 Newbery Medal for best American children’s book. Her “A Ring of Endless Light” was a Newbery Honor Book, or medal runner-up, in 1981.
In 2004, President Bush awarded her a National Humanities Medal.
“Wrinkle” tells the story of adolescent Meg Murry, her genius little brother Charles Wallace, and their battle against evil as they search across the universe for their missing father, a scientist.
L’Engle followed it up with further adventures of the Murry children, including “A Wind in the Door,” 1973; “A Swiftly Tilting Planet,” 1978, which won an American Book Award; and “Many Waters,” 1986.
*source: cnn.com
Today my horoscope says this… “You have quite a bit of support today from Uranus.”
‘Nuff said.
Today I went to lunch with friends and then we wandered Carytown for several hours. We only went into two stores but we spent a long time in both of them. Two of us work retail and we forgot that some stores actually close on holidays. Though they were really missing out being closed because a ton of people were up there window shopping today and they probably could have done a pretty good business.
I don’t get up there much. I have only been when I’ve gone with Marinda but there are some awesome shops up there. I really wanted to go in the used book store but they were closed. As was the fantasy bookstore that I adore. It used to be on my side of the river and I went over there all the time but then they moved into the city and I’ve never been in this location. But, alas, they were closed.
But we did hit Ten Thousand Villages where I bought the most gorgeous blue silk purse with embrodiered flowers on the front of it. And the silk is irridescent so it looks green and pink sometimes too. Yay for new purses.
Okay, my head is killing me. My BP spiked this afternoon and my head has been hurting ever since. I’m off to take a pain pill and watch the Goblet of Fire and go to bed. Sweet dreams ~
Now, I’m not an uneducated person. I went to good schools, earned average grades, learned a little about a lot of things. However, at 31, I had no idea the actual story behind Labor Day. Oh, I knew a little, that it had to do with unions and fair wages. But I read a very interesting article this morning about How labor won its day.
I’m off to wander Carytown for the day. Toodles ~
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