It's pouring outside right now. And I need to wash my car. There is an unspeakable irony there. But this time, I really mean that I need to wash my car. There is major road construction going on right in front of where I work. They are currently tearing down the concrete ramp that used to be an on-ramp to the expressway. (I grew up calling them freeways. But there are tolls here, so it just doesn't seem right to call them that here.) Picture if you will a big Caterpillar construction back-hoe with a ten foot jackhammer mounted on it. Now picture this giant mechanical destruction tool breaking up a ramp into itty bitty pieces. That creates "dust." Thick heavy cement-like dust. Now picture my cute little convertible parked 20 feet away. While I'm at work. All day... Now those of you in the area are aware that we've been practicing for Noah's Ark here. It hasn't reached 40 days yet, but it feels like it. And those of you who have ever mixed quickrete can imagine what wet rainy conditions do when combined with that thick cementy dust. All over my car.
Would have washed it tonight, but I went with some friends to catch SWE3:ROTS (Star Wars). The review I read said it is the best of the Prequels, and the second half is as good as the original. The review also said (OK if this spoils anything, you need to get out more) that at the moment the mask is lowered and Vader takes his first assisted breath, that one breath is the only one you can hear in the theater. It was true. The room was SILENT! Gives ya goose-bumps.
While you're taking in the sights of the blogoshpere, check out http://travelingirl76.blogspot.com in another corner of this realm. My friend Mandy is in Pakistan and this is her chronicle. Makes my car-wash dilemma seem quite pathetic. And say a little prayer for her safe return.
Friday, May 27, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
travel
I have the trip booked for 4th of July. I was trying to get to Oahu, but Luis apparently didn't REALLY want me to come visit. Not that weekend, anyway. (I think the Texan counted as a more important visitor.) After floundering around a while, I have a flight booked to Santa Barbara, California. I now need to rent Sideways, so I am prepared for all the comments I'm sure I will hear from everyone. And I don't like reds, so trust me, I won't have much merlot.
It looks as though the psycho really IS moving to Arizona. I've been getting copied on all the photo-journal emails. He met someone online from Phoenix, so is now moving there. Good luck!
(to the Arizonan...)
Ronny is having difficulty getting the Sunday off from work to come to Ohio. I told him he HAS to. I haven't heard from Ed, either, so I don't know if he is still going. If they both bail, I will be Rather Upset. Aside from cancelling the hotel, I won't get to ride the 420' coaster AGAIN.
This weekend's trip to Hampton Beach, NH looks like it will be cold and raining, so I might bail on that. Ronny wants me to spend the weekend here, anyway.
It looks as though the psycho really IS moving to Arizona. I've been getting copied on all the photo-journal emails. He met someone online from Phoenix, so is now moving there. Good luck!
(to the Arizonan...)
Ronny is having difficulty getting the Sunday off from work to come to Ohio. I told him he HAS to. I haven't heard from Ed, either, so I don't know if he is still going. If they both bail, I will be Rather Upset. Aside from cancelling the hotel, I won't get to ride the 420' coaster AGAIN.
This weekend's trip to Hampton Beach, NH looks like it will be cold and raining, so I might bail on that. Ronny wants me to spend the weekend here, anyway.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Never a bridesmaid...
Went to Pennsylvania this past weekend for Olga's wedding. Held in a town called Jim Thorpe. Quaint little town. Nice mountain views. Would have been more fun if I hadn't been there by myself, but some things are always beyond my control.
Olga is my closest friend from high school. But we never went to school together. We actually met taking the SAT test our junior year. The test was held in a gymnasium at a local college, and they sat the students at those black lab tables with the book cubby-holes in front. So, with two people to a table, I happened to sit next to this girl from Sheboygan. At some point I must have boasted that I expected to do very well on the math section. She ended up writing her address on a gum wrapper and told to me to let her know what I scored. Of course I got a perfect 800 on the math (not quite as well on the verbal - but I WAS going for Engineering), so I let her know. We started "corresponding" and over all these years have kept in touch. I was the longest-known friend there!
The wedding was beautiful. And FAST. Like 10 minutes start to finish. More time for reception, I guess. The flowers (done by the bride's dear friend Katherine) were Gorgeous. Lilies and peonies and rhododendrons. A few roses, too. All in pink and light green. I grabbed one of the centerpieces. Olga didn't toss the bouquet (she couldn't part with it!), but she asked me to keep a centerpiece.
The food was great. Bacon-wrapped scallops are ALWAYS a good idea!! The almond cake with apricot buttercream frosting was also a hit. Fresh fruit platter was a hit, too. (It's all about the dip!)
A few weeks prior, Olga mentioned a friend of theirs who Claimed to be straight but Everyone felt was gay. She was curious to know what MY opinion would be. Now, I confused this person with another attendee who would be a Known homosexual. I ended up sitting at the reception table next to "Frank." I thought he was the investigative report. Ooops. I found out AFTER the evening was over that he was the known entity. Yeah. Wouldn't have mattered, but that also meant that he knew -I- was a known entity, too. The flippant invitation for him to stay at my hotel room (which I totally didn't MEAN since I thought he was the straight / closet case one) suddenly had a different hue. Hindsight is always 20/20, even after a bunch of rum and cokes!
The next day they had a picnic at an area state park. The bride's family is all from Wisconsin. We ALL commented as we entered the park how ODD it was that they would not allow alcohol at the park. Since we were grilling out (someone even brought brats!!! YEAY!!! Grilled Bratwurst!!) all the cheeseheads were kinda wondering where the beer was... :) But we had cheese, so it was OK. I had a cheeseburger. And a hotdog - with cheese. And a brat - with cheese. And some doritoes - you guessed it, Nacho Cheese!
Olga asked if there was a 'connection' with Frank. Unfortunately, he's not my type. Her friends Brian and Michael were both pretty cute (with girlfriends in tow). My crush for the weekend was a little inappropriate. Olga's brother-in-law. Happily married, two kids. Do I know how to pick 'em!! (If you're reading this, Olga, my Deepest apologies for any offense derived.)
Ronny was very happy to see me again Sunday night. He stayed over. He had big news, too! Two big newses (I know, I know...) actually. Bad big news - he might not be able to go to Cedar Point in June. Here's hoping someone takes his Sunday shift... The main big news, however, was that he was told while partying over the weekend that my psycho-ex is moving to Arizona. I still don't really believe that it is true. He's been wildly oscillating between sanity and hysteria, so there's a part of me that thinks the AZ trip will somehow "fall through" at the end.
Olga is my closest friend from high school. But we never went to school together. We actually met taking the SAT test our junior year. The test was held in a gymnasium at a local college, and they sat the students at those black lab tables with the book cubby-holes in front. So, with two people to a table, I happened to sit next to this girl from Sheboygan. At some point I must have boasted that I expected to do very well on the math section. She ended up writing her address on a gum wrapper and told to me to let her know what I scored. Of course I got a perfect 800 on the math (not quite as well on the verbal - but I WAS going for Engineering), so I let her know. We started "corresponding" and over all these years have kept in touch. I was the longest-known friend there!
The wedding was beautiful. And FAST. Like 10 minutes start to finish. More time for reception, I guess. The flowers (done by the bride's dear friend Katherine) were Gorgeous. Lilies and peonies and rhododendrons. A few roses, too. All in pink and light green. I grabbed one of the centerpieces. Olga didn't toss the bouquet (she couldn't part with it!), but she asked me to keep a centerpiece.
The food was great. Bacon-wrapped scallops are ALWAYS a good idea!! The almond cake with apricot buttercream frosting was also a hit. Fresh fruit platter was a hit, too. (It's all about the dip!)
A few weeks prior, Olga mentioned a friend of theirs who Claimed to be straight but Everyone felt was gay. She was curious to know what MY opinion would be. Now, I confused this person with another attendee who would be a Known homosexual. I ended up sitting at the reception table next to "Frank." I thought he was the investigative report. Ooops. I found out AFTER the evening was over that he was the known entity. Yeah. Wouldn't have mattered, but that also meant that he knew -I- was a known entity, too. The flippant invitation for him to stay at my hotel room (which I totally didn't MEAN since I thought he was the straight / closet case one) suddenly had a different hue. Hindsight is always 20/20, even after a bunch of rum and cokes!
The next day they had a picnic at an area state park. The bride's family is all from Wisconsin. We ALL commented as we entered the park how ODD it was that they would not allow alcohol at the park. Since we were grilling out (someone even brought brats!!! YEAY!!! Grilled Bratwurst!!) all the cheeseheads were kinda wondering where the beer was... :) But we had cheese, so it was OK. I had a cheeseburger. And a hotdog - with cheese. And a brat - with cheese. And some doritoes - you guessed it, Nacho Cheese!
Olga asked if there was a 'connection' with Frank. Unfortunately, he's not my type. Her friends Brian and Michael were both pretty cute (with girlfriends in tow). My crush for the weekend was a little inappropriate. Olga's brother-in-law. Happily married, two kids. Do I know how to pick 'em!! (If you're reading this, Olga, my Deepest apologies for any offense derived.)
Ronny was very happy to see me again Sunday night. He stayed over. He had big news, too! Two big newses (I know, I know...) actually. Bad big news - he might not be able to go to Cedar Point in June. Here's hoping someone takes his Sunday shift... The main big news, however, was that he was told while partying over the weekend that my psycho-ex is moving to Arizona. I still don't really believe that it is true. He's been wildly oscillating between sanity and hysteria, so there's a part of me that thinks the AZ trip will somehow "fall through" at the end.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Foray
Middle of May... Some people use blogs as journals, some as sounding boards. I am not terribly political, and don't really try to force my opinions on anyone. So, I guess mine will be more diary than diatribe (is there a spell-check on this thing??)
Just put in some new flooring. Hoping that it increases the resale value! That was a lot of frustration and hassle, so it better be worth something. The place looks great, though! My parents just came for a visit, as well (from west of the Rio Grande). That was part of what motivated me to finish. My mother thinks my place is wonderful!! (Of course she does, she's my mom...)
Been with the current bf over a month now. It's going well. He's a total sweety. Immigrant. Limited english, limited earning power. Works two part time jobs, so that takes up a lot of time. I've gotten a few free donuts out of it though! (Apparently Dunkin Donuts isn't as hung up about green cards as some others, so they attract a lot of immigrants. I wonder what percentage of employees there actually speak fluent english.)
The ex from this past spring has ceased with the threats of violence and intimidation. (He thought he was being "replaced" and I can't convince him otherwise. So, he did not take well to the news that I was seeing someone new.) I am not sure if they ceased because he came to his senses, or because I've done a good job of avoiding contact with him for the past few weeks. I HAVE been rather busy, though, so I have kind of been avoiding a lot of people... Come to think of it, I haven't been receiving threats from Anyone lately! :)
This brief version is rather devoid of the Melrose Place drama that made this story so intriguing to my friends, but this is a new blog. Hopefully the next disaster my life generates will result in more captivating prose. Then again, if you're bored, you can read someone else's blog!
Just put in some new flooring. Hoping that it increases the resale value! That was a lot of frustration and hassle, so it better be worth something. The place looks great, though! My parents just came for a visit, as well (from west of the Rio Grande). That was part of what motivated me to finish. My mother thinks my place is wonderful!! (Of course she does, she's my mom...)
Been with the current bf over a month now. It's going well. He's a total sweety. Immigrant. Limited english, limited earning power. Works two part time jobs, so that takes up a lot of time. I've gotten a few free donuts out of it though! (Apparently Dunkin Donuts isn't as hung up about green cards as some others, so they attract a lot of immigrants. I wonder what percentage of employees there actually speak fluent english.)
The ex from this past spring has ceased with the threats of violence and intimidation. (He thought he was being "replaced" and I can't convince him otherwise. So, he did not take well to the news that I was seeing someone new.) I am not sure if they ceased because he came to his senses, or because I've done a good job of avoiding contact with him for the past few weeks. I HAVE been rather busy, though, so I have kind of been avoiding a lot of people... Come to think of it, I haven't been receiving threats from Anyone lately! :)
This brief version is rather devoid of the Melrose Place drama that made this story so intriguing to my friends, but this is a new blog. Hopefully the next disaster my life generates will result in more captivating prose. Then again, if you're bored, you can read someone else's blog!
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