Saturday, May 31, 2008
Jack Shephard, you are my hero.
I have a new addiction and it is called Lost. Despite knowing many that have the same obsession, I somehow completely missed the boat. Until now. Discovered that ABC has the whole series in streaming HD on their website. Out of boredom the other day I decided to see what all the fuss is about. Oh boy, am I in trouble now. I can't seem to make myself stop. I kept thinking that if I just got through the first season that I could quit for awhile. I thought I could step away, that I still was in control. I was wrong. Very, very wrong. Gotta go now, season 2 is waiting . . . :)
Friday, May 30, 2008
SPF: TRIBUTE
By far, my favorite musician is James Taylor. I like his old stuff, his new stuff, and everything in between. He's the first singer I remember having a true passion for. I really can't imagine anyone ever creating something that will knock Fire and Rain off the very top of my list of all-time favorite songs. So, in honor of that and of him, what follows is my tribute to JT. Been really diggin' the photo montage thing as of late . . .
FIRE . . .
. . . AND RAIN
MEXICO
SOMETHING IN THE WAY SHE MOVES
LINE 'EM UP
RAISED UP FAMILY
CARRY ME ON MY WAY
CAROLINA IN MY MIND
YOU'VE GOT A FRIENDWednesday, May 28, 2008
on/in my mind . . .
So, there's a song on the Juno soundtrack that goes "I am a vampire, I am a vampire." You know it? I have no idea what the rest of the lyrics are but that one line keeps ringing through my head. It's annoying enough to get a song stuck in your head. But when only a four word phrase from that song is involved in the replay, it's almost intolerable. My biggest fear of today? I'm worried that I'm going to start singing it under my breath, but OUT LOUD, when in public. Can you picture it? There I am relaxing during a facial (scheduled for later this am) when, unbidden, the song starts playing again in my subconscious. Do you know how up close and personal you and your facialist can get during that process? I'll be off guard, relaxed. She'll be focused, comfortable. And then a little murmur . . . I am a vampire, I am a vampire, I am a vampire.
Dammit. I knew this whole protect-your-skin paleness was going to backfire on me eventually.
Dammit. I knew this whole protect-your-skin paleness was going to backfire on me eventually.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
"I'm gonna be forty!"
blogging soundtrack: Eli Young Band's Level
blogging sustenance: Starbuck's Latin America House Blend
blogging location: the big MO
blogging topic: not yet decided . . .
blogging mood: lonely?
Sitting in my childhood bedroom that now functions as an office of sorts for my mom. Braving the dial-up . . . :)
I drove up to Missouri with little sister Sarah last Friday for a week in the Burg. A wedding and Mother's Day behind me, I'm getting ready for my oldest niece's birthday in a few days. Yesterday I spent a beautiful day out of doors. It was a perfect 70 degrees and could not have been more stereotypically spring. Have spent quality time with my parents, my grandma, and my sister's family. And have plans to visit friends in the area later this week. I've never understood when people say "you can't go home again." Why not? It's so easy, so familiar. No matter where I get my mail delivered or where I keep most of my books, this house and this town will always be a home to me.
That's why this feeling of subtle loneliness is so unsettling. It's not something I've experienced very often and I don't like it. At all. I could be alone for days at a time and not feel lonely. But, here I am surrounded by my family and that's exactly what I feel.
Normally, I can talk to my family about anything. Anything. And at least one of them - dad, mom, or sisters - will understand exactly what I need, exactly where I'm coming from. Maybe that's where the loneliness is coming from this week. I am not understood. Things are happening and I don't feel as if anyone is seeing what I'm seeing, feeling what I'm feeling. Or maybe it's because for some reason no one wants me to express those feelings.
Yuck, yuck, yuck.
I'm just depressing myself. Not exactly going to improve the situation . . . wanna move on?
Baylor. I promised some Baylor details. Here goes: I have a job. Decided to accept the Baylor Dallas offer and I'm actually really excited. Probably won't be ready to start until August - the hospital credentialing process is so tedious! It's a really good deal with great benefits and an obscene amount of time off:)
Thinking about doing a little more travelling before my sabbatical is over. Domestic. Gonna give my passport a much needed breather:) Planning a trip with my grandma to visit family and friends in the Northwest. Haven't been to that part of the country since cousin Julie tied the knot! And I also would like to head off somewhere on my own. I think that may be just what the doctor (who, me?) ordered . . .
Oops. Eli Young is done. And I think I am too.
blogging sustenance: Starbuck's Latin America House Blend
blogging location: the big MO
blogging topic: not yet decided . . .
blogging mood: lonely?
Sitting in my childhood bedroom that now functions as an office of sorts for my mom. Braving the dial-up . . . :)
I drove up to Missouri with little sister Sarah last Friday for a week in the Burg. A wedding and Mother's Day behind me, I'm getting ready for my oldest niece's birthday in a few days. Yesterday I spent a beautiful day out of doors. It was a perfect 70 degrees and could not have been more stereotypically spring. Have spent quality time with my parents, my grandma, and my sister's family. And have plans to visit friends in the area later this week. I've never understood when people say "you can't go home again." Why not? It's so easy, so familiar. No matter where I get my mail delivered or where I keep most of my books, this house and this town will always be a home to me.
That's why this feeling of subtle loneliness is so unsettling. It's not something I've experienced very often and I don't like it. At all. I could be alone for days at a time and not feel lonely. But, here I am surrounded by my family and that's exactly what I feel.
Normally, I can talk to my family about anything. Anything. And at least one of them - dad, mom, or sisters - will understand exactly what I need, exactly where I'm coming from. Maybe that's where the loneliness is coming from this week. I am not understood. Things are happening and I don't feel as if anyone is seeing what I'm seeing, feeling what I'm feeling. Or maybe it's because for some reason no one wants me to express those feelings.
Yuck, yuck, yuck.
I'm just depressing myself. Not exactly going to improve the situation . . . wanna move on?
Baylor. I promised some Baylor details. Here goes: I have a job. Decided to accept the Baylor Dallas offer and I'm actually really excited. Probably won't be ready to start until August - the hospital credentialing process is so tedious! It's a really good deal with great benefits and an obscene amount of time off:)
Thinking about doing a little more travelling before my sabbatical is over. Domestic. Gonna give my passport a much needed breather:) Planning a trip with my grandma to visit family and friends in the Northwest. Haven't been to that part of the country since cousin Julie tied the knot! And I also would like to head off somewhere on my own. I think that may be just what the doctor (who, me?) ordered . . .
Oops. Eli Young is done. And I think I am too.
Friday, May 9, 2008
SPF: iPOD
Keeping with the May musical theme for SPF, today's photo assignment was your MP3 player. So, here's my little guy above with all kinds of associated paraphernalia. Been giving them all a work out over the last month or so with all my traveling. Well, all of 'em except the arm band. Haven't been doing that kind of work out . . . :)
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