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Some things that are making me happy this Friday -
Less than two weeks before I will be on vacation. Yippee! Fantastico! I am so excited. A bit nervous too about leaving E for a week but it will be good for the both of us I am sure.
I am glad to see you posting again, dear Elle.
Scott bought me an MP3 player. It is so small and shiny and has a nice blue display.
Elijah and I can sleep in tomorrow.
Next week is a short week.
The weather hasn't been as hot.
Arrrrgh! The dress! I scream just about every two days as I undress in the evening and try to think about what I will wear to work the following day. The wedding is fast approaching and I have no idea what I will be wearing. I have no time for shopping. I HATE shopping for clothes. I always have really and the interest has never grown with my sizes.
There are two consignment shops I think I would like to check out but it has been oh so warm suddenly and then there is E :) and I need someone to go with me or I will talk myself out of every last possibility but then there is Hannah :)
I am very excited that in a few short hours I will be purchasing my plane ticket to Newark. Cementing my week's vacation that is just around the corner.
My father got a job this week after being unemployed for 7 months. Today was his 3rd day on the job. He got off work to find a message from somewhere else calling about a job as well. Isn't that the way it always works?
I saw a picture of my grandfather Joe today. It was upsetting.
I have strange neighbors. I overheard them once talking about drinking and stuff... Like average teenagers. One girl is pregnant though I believe. I am pretty sure it was them knocking on my door at 11:30 pm. A week or so ago they borrowed my vacuum, then they inquired about a coffee filter, then a couple of napkins (possibly a coffee filter?) I wonder what it would have been this time had I answered the door? Now I will be on edge for most of the night. I don't have a lot of comfort where I live. It is oddly quiet and then oddly noisy in this complex.
Ok, well enough random thoughts for tonight. This is the first night I have been awake past 11 all week. I am proud of myself. I think with the extra sleep and the extra vitamins I am successfully fighting a nasty bit of a cold. Time will tell.
Freudian Slip? I typed Date as my original title.
I saw three movies this weekend, 2 on video and 1 in the theater.
Movie 1, Win a Date with Tad Hamilton. Very formulaic but intertaining. One of my favorites is probably the deleted scene with Sean Hayes.
Movie 2, The Day After Tomorrow. I was thoroughly entertained. I thought the movie was a bit optimistic as it didn't really drive home any of the after affects of the major climatic disaster but it is a great disaster flick.
Movie 3, Welcome to Mooseport. This had Gene Hackman, Ray Romano, Marcia Gay Harden and Maura Tierney. It was not good. I watched it all, and I am sure I chuckled a bit but nothing special given all the talent.
Oopss.. ran out of time.
I had a particularly strange dream experience for me so I thought I would blog about it.
Scott, Elijah and I are on our way to visit a friend at an apartment complex. I believe we were visiting Mikey although the complex was not correct. As Elijah and I head for the door Scott explains that he is going to run upstairs to his friend Andrew's apartment for a moment. I become very agitated because he stops off at Andrew's often. I figure that he is going to borrow CD's or such but I make a commment about him being in love with Andrew or if Andrew is his dealer. He says no and runs up the stairs and closes the door. I take Elijah and follow up the stairs after him.
At this point the actions in the dream became a little confused and I think flash forward and then backwards but I believe that I peaked in the window and saw Scott or Andrew or both with the final few drags of a joint. I turn around with Elijah heading down the stairs, yelling at Scott and him following. I am telling him that I will take Elijah and he will never see him again. Then without realizing it Scott has come and grabbed Elijah and locked him into Andrew's apartment. I don't see him do this or feel him pull E's hand from mine but when I reach the bottom of the stairs I turn around and realize Elijah is gone and his backpack is on the stairs.
There is a hole in my dream at this point, or in my memory anyways because I don't recall any pounding on the door or attempting to get Elijah back. I don't recall enlisting anyone else's assistance.
Suddenly Scott is returned to the apartment with Elijah and watching TV as if nothing has happened. I start to talk argumentatively with him and he just ignores me, pulling wads of pot out of a pouch and eating it, much like chewing tobacco. He is just being very cavalier and telling me to get over it. I am demanding that he explain to me all the details, when did this start, why is it ok for him, what about work... At some point I fly into a rage and start hitting things around me. I throw a few punches in his direction but am not sure if I land them of if he is just not paying attention. I move closer and start slapping and hitting myself and then slapping at him, he has become a void at this point as I slide into consciousness. I realize as I turn over in my bed that I am still swinging at my small child asleep next to me.
I am 100% certain I didn't hit him as he is down lower in the bed than the pile of pillow that are feeling my wrath.
As I sit here at work I can still feel the effects of my rage. I was thinking about how Scott called last night to see how E's appointment with a speech therapist went and how last night when it happened I was very pleased at his thoughtfulness and willingness to miss work to make the follow up appointment.
But this morning I was thinking about how he stated "what did they say about my son" I am overly aggrevated at his use of the pronoun "my"
In honor of the girl
After all this time I finally made it to GI Joes and purchased Nalgene bottles for Elijah and myself.
They are quite beautiful. Mine is a new version, or so I guess based on the logo. It is very bright yellow and makes my water look sunny yellow too :)
Elijah has adopted the blue/purple twin cousin of the girl's. He tells me he is thirsty and that he wants "his blue". He has quickly become very adept at screwing and unscrewing the lid. And for the time being I am truely enjoying what I think is the best feature of the Nalgene bottles, the lid attached by a thread.
Earlier I mentioned "blue/purple" earlier because seeing that bottle reminds me of that oh so wonderful color that Nicole and I often don't agree on. I say blue, you say purple. I say to mate o, you say to mah toe. Oh wait, I think we both say tomato :)
Much love to you Nicole!
So I thought my son was sicker than he is. Last night his nose was running, he had a horrible cough and was feeling very warm.
This morning he didn't want to wake up much less leave the house. He was very warm and congested and eventually threw up. I think he was sick mostly from the nasal congestion. In any event I could not take him to school. And of course he seems fine at home, temperature is down and coughing is less severe. I am here at home waiting for my parents to return from the coast so they can watch him.
In theory all the work at work could be covered by Ruben but I CANNOT afford to lose the time. At the rate I am headed I will never be able to pay for my time off to Michigan.
In other news...
I am actually reading "The Fire Next Time" by James Baldwin. I did check out Notes from a Native Son but that is not the book I am reading yet. I know there was to be other news but it has escaped me. I had planned to blog earlier but got caught up with all my emails. I should really try to accomplish something around the house in the next couple of hours until my parents arrive home.
Ah yes... I didn't decide to hang around at work. I figured it was nice and sunny and today started 8 long days without Sarah at work and I could use a couple hours to myself. I tried in vain to find some summer clothes but the Goodwill near my work is very small. Walmart is Walmart and there wasn't anywhere else.
I did find this store called Words Lovely Words. It has a variety of cups, windchimes, candles, cards etc. I found it very cute and charming yesterday but I am not 100% sure why. I bought some soywax candles, votive size. They smell so strongly I couldn't help it. I bought a Lemon and Blackberry scented ones.
I have purchased a soy wax candle before but was rather disappointed in the scent. The candle itself is flecked and very pleasing to the eye.
I never feel very clever...
I would like to be clever.
We have these little status messages that let others in the building know whether or not we are at our desks and such. Some people in the building have very clever little sayings rather than the standby "I'm Active". I am not one of them.
Speaking of clever...
Elle and I watched Mean Girls last night. This is a new movie about high school stereotypes. It was much more clever than either of us imagined. We enjoyed it quite a bit.
Hetty, glad to have you back :)
I am currently reading as much James Baldwin as I can. Currently I am reading Notes from a Native Son. I need to figure out where I will go next.
I would love suggestions... Please keep in mind that I often get to read a lot in one sitting but then not read again for a while so it has to be something that I can pop back into.
I had an appointment today and it was cancelled very near to my departure time. I am deciding whether to hang out for an hour or just stay at work... I will keep you posted.
I had a fairly good three day weekend except I felt bored and compelled to eat a lot of the time.
I watched Once Upon a Time in Mexico, I think the best thing about the movie was one of the extras on the DVD - 10 Minute Cooking School. Robert Rodriguez is one of those people who I find extremely attractive in one moment and not so much in another. The "Cooking School" is one of the very attractive moments.
I went to see Shrek2 in the theater. It was quite funny. I laughed a lot, I enjoyed a brief performance by Tom Waits and didn't even mind that we ended up in the 2nd row. E was very well behaved. The following day Shrek was playing at the laundromat and I was reminded of how well I enjoy it.
I haven't been in the mood much for the Subliminal Lumina... I shall go on a search for something else fun and brief to do on a more frequent basis to keep my posts frequent if no lively :)