every princess needs a tower...

pictures include: tall towers, the dragon, Ethan (who is ridiculously un-scared of heights), stain glass windows









and who would have thought i would have found one in a national forest built by a conspiracy theorist/ anti-government/ determined man with a vision. the tower is 126 feet tall, the dragon breaths fire, he has been working on it by himself for 40 years.


please forgive my video skills, aka i turned the camera, oops

mt Bierstadt and mt. Evans

just pictures.

Mt. Torrey and Mt. Gray

today Ethan and I hiked two 14ers in one day. (i have done this once before in 2003 and we started hiking at 3 am) Today we left the house at 6 with the plan of hiking by 7.30. which would have totally worked except my suburu couldn't drive up the jeep trail (of course we get to the top and there is my exact make and model of a car...oops) so we walked an extra three miles uphill. long story short sum up: 11 miles, 2 14ers, 7 hours. some vomiting and nausea (altitude sickness). highlights: we saw mt. goats, good views, we came home. i am exhausted.

i am sitting on the couch and am sooooo tired.


but tomorrow ethan and i are going to climb a mountain. excellent. pictures will follow shortly. i mean, like, tomorrow when we are done.

june is bustin' out all over

my new do...

my cat is now one with nature (no she is not dead) she has gotten in touch with her inner nature diva.

last night in bible trivia we were stupid enough to give megan a question that the answer to was vashti. silly us. she won. (i definitively lost, i claim danny as my life line next game. i think i would have held my own but the three other players were baptist and 2/3 of my opponents had graduated from seminary. there was not really any point in the game where i stood a fighting chance) this is when megan would like me to bring attention to the fact the she won and was not one of the seminary graduates. however, it was a close game, all three of them were poised on the dove, each about to claim victory with the utterance of a correct answer. i was still on 'letters, number, and sequences' two rainbow arches away from the cross and a cross away from the dove. i clearly don't love Jesus enough








i love you dad :)

tonight i made myself shrimp and grits.

only i forgot to take off the tails of the shrimp which makes for awkward eating. or, possibly, more enjoyable eating 'cause you gots to use your fingers.

i watched 'the happening' with megan yesterday and while it was mediocre i awoke this morning and in the quietness of the house i realized that easily tons of people could meet disaster in the world and i would never realize it until i left the mountain. our house can be really really creepy very very easily.

i get really excited when i have deleted all my emails. i mean i have less than ten emails in my inbox. sometimes i get a little sad that most my emails are junk and not from anyone interesting. i go through periods in my life where i don't want to talk to anyone and scream when my phone rings or i have an email. but when i am normal i really miss emails and phone calls.

eric, megan, and i went to the patio of the morrison inn for drinks tonight. good times, the highlight of my social life. megan recalled her loathing for me when i voted republican. ah good times.

now we are sitting in the living room, each with laptops on our laps watching west wing and i am pretending to have people to talk to and things to do on my computer. which i do not. i am not really into my computer.

megan and i were also reflecting on how most of our generation of Intervarisity-ites graduated and moved on with their lives without marrying other same generation IVers, when it seems that so many of the generation before and after us very much so got married. what is it about our circle of friends that was so different?

i really enjoy only working four hours on fridays, especially when my saturdays are at least 10 hour shifts.

i am already sort of planning my 25th birthday (yeah, about six months in advance) but my 24th birthday was so lame(i planned a whole party, hand made invitations, no one came; it sounds worse than it was, in reality i actually had a much better birthday hanging out only with megan than hanging out with a bunch of strangers) but all the same, i feel like 25 needs to be somewhat momentous and i really like my birthday and i like to throw parties. for myself. and i am going to make 25 a good one. i have some milestones to reach.


you are forewarned.


today i could find clothespins but no clothesline in target. ironic, no?

sometimes i wish i was smart enough to work in DC and sometimes i am really glad i am not.

my cat is possessed but surprisingly well behaved when you through her out with the mountain lions.

updates:
i cut my hair off (it is now a delicious chin length bob)
i think i now know my life plan (thanks to a hand reader)
girls night out was a huge success (i wore my pink dress)
we rearranged the living room (bye bye to grandma's rug)
i asked my boss to proof read my children's book (eek!)

i feel a little bit weary this evening but i am contemplating new plant purchases for my dog pen garden. i heard on NPR a story about this young guy who began a new business, what is basically sharecropping in the suburbs. he helps folks plant their yard with crops and neighborhood members (those without garden yards) pay a small price for a share of the crops produced, like miniature neighborhoods CSA's. that is so boulder.

my naturally response to anything disagreeable is anger. i don't think this is normal.

there have been some bizarre occurrences at work, drama filled, the most troublesome part being i have a very strong sense that i in no way understand what is going on nor do i have the full story yet my actions seem to have served as a catalyst in these recent events.

i have been telling the same stories over and over again these past few days. 'did i mention such and such' i will say and invariably i have.

i will post hair pictures, for those concerned, soon.

so i am back from vacation and back into the routine.

it is nice to have that feeling of it being good to be back, instead of a return to a place bringing about feelings of dread and trepidation.

though i did receive a call from the past that brought about nausea. i am employing coping mechanism of avoidance and plan to ignore all things uncomfortable.

jessa and i went to Boulder today, ate sushi ( i have a new fav; statue of liberty, it has tuna and apple) shopped at stores closing down thus getting excellent deals and i gave in and purchased my ultimate temptation: small bowls. i have a thing for petite dishes of pastel, primary, or patterned design. i bought two pink and two green dishes that remind me, for some reason, of Samantha's (the American Girl Doll) dishes in book number four, Samantha's Birthday Surprise. For those unfamiliar with this series of delightful (and educational) books, basically they kind of look like lily pad bowls. lovely. i plan to eat everything out of these bowl.

now i am watching (and forcing my roommates to watch) Stardust. Cheesy, predictable, and magical- some of my favorite elements of film. i cannot exist in a world where i don't have some sort of belief in magic. yes, i believe in real magic.

i feel like it is necessary to go over some highlights from my vacation, especially since i have not blogged in so long, but it feels rather exhausting to do so. basically, it was the best post-college trip home i have had. a perfect balance of family (though mom probably didn't think so *wink*), friends, rest, and adventure.

it was great to see everyone, especially baby Amelia, who has stolen my heart.

Megan is hovering because i am using her computer...so i say adieu.

peace out yo

packing is overrated; instead i am watching Dracula 2000 - excellent. i love cheesy vampire movies. added bonus- the hero was Edmund from Mansfield Park. i am pleased. thus my packing plan: grab, throw, and zip. oh snap, there is blood, here come the vampires.

oh and the preist is from firefly, the captain. clearly my kind of film.

it has been many moons since my past blog.

i have been working A LOT.

and had an episode of illness.

and my cat smells like poo.

i am going back to the queen city tomorrow, where i anticipate humidity and hopefully a raucous thunder storm. it rained yesterday here which is not saying much, but there were some tornadoes.

um, i suppose with blogging there is an assumption that there have been major occurrences going on to talk about, but there is not. which is why i am looking even harder for magical portals that will whisk me away to other lands. (yeah, i saw prince caspian-oh Narnia where are you) there is this fine line i walk, which due to my overwhelming restraint has not been crossed, where i may at any moment decide that i should only wear medieval gowns, with flowers in my hair. or speak in rhyme. or truly commit to my beliefs in UFOs and conspiracy theories...in other words, to go extreme into the realm of dorkdom. oh, the temptation is there and ever pressing. that why i read people magazine, to keep me tied into the mind numbing reality of our world.

it is summer and my flowers are not yet blooming. there is no spring here. it snowed last week and now it is 80 degrees (technically we even had snow flurries yesterday, briefly, an abomination)

i am off to work and then to play for a week, hooray for weddings and kayaks.

oh and my new goal for this year is to learn how to rock climb. we will see how this goes but i have my daddy's climbing shoes, which i believe is an auspicious beginning.

yeah it snowed 8 inches today. i won't even reference the date or the fact i should be frolicking through fields of flowers, not stomping through snow. megan and i took some comparison photos.

Us at the beginning of winter:





Us at the end of winter (or what should be the end)






WE WANT SPRING!!!!!

i remember at some point last year reading in a bookstore about the symbolic meanings of animal sightings. for example, the continually presence of deer within a certain amount of time may indicate the need to be still and introspective. well,recently i have seen about two dozen deer, a dozen elk, 3 foxes, large amounts of chipmunks, 7 crows, a crane, and a wild turkey. for an animal sighting to have significance does the animal have to make eye contact with you or is it quantity of animals or does every animal count for something? This last theory would mean that:


I am to expect magic in my life and should do unto others as i would have them do unto me. I need to learn to trust my intuition and use the magic to create a new world for myself. I need to be gentle with myself and others and accept unconditional love. I need to endure on my chosen path until my goals have been reached. I must camouflage myself and use my instincts and creative energies. I need to observe with all my senses to anticipate and create the future i want. (this is a conglomerate of the symbolism of these animals, minus the turkey and chipmunks. those apparently don't mean anything)


okay.


today i was watching Montel at the gym and there was a psychic on and it was rather hilarious to watch, this woman briefly, with little patience, answering these peoples desperate questions. Her responses were vague with nothing really convincing, in my mind, to prove she is not making all of this up. my favorite was the lady who asked about her past lives, only to find out that she drowned on a sailboat and did not actually live on Atlantis like she supposed. bummer.

May Day

yep, its May 1st and its a blizzard outside my window. what is wrong with Colorado? it was eighty degrees yesterday and i was turning ground in my barefeet for a garden. its beautiful but i refuse to enjoy it because it should be spring!!

i fear i have gone a little bit crazy with spring and warm weather. i am thoroughly enjoying the warmth, eating my breakfast outside and reading books on the trampoline. i recently bought some wildflower seeds, a big ol' pack, and spent this morning turning soil and raking away the remnants of winter. it is supposed to snow on thursday so i haven't planted them yet plus i have more weeding to do. which is sad because what i really want is to sprinkle the seeds today and have a field of flowers tomorrow. in my concern for my flowers, i know i will need to water but don't want to break out the hose every day so i am stealing an idea from those more ecologically savvy than myself and i am going to water with grey water (all the left over water from dishes and baths etc) i think it will work out beautifully as long as i don't get too lazy.

hurray for spring!!!!

"you know we would be mocking you more if we weren't such dorks ourselves"

Eric on my battlestar galatica obsession.

all my worst nightmares are coming true. i was listening to NPR and a NC state scientist has found DINOSAUR PROTEIN (a T Rex no less) in the remains of shattered dinosaur bone. in some collagen or something. You all know what is going to happen next, some over eager scientist with dreams of glory will strive to take this scrap of dinosaur protein to create... a FREAKIN'DINOSAUR! didn't anyone watch Jurassic Park!? i am starting my underground compound now, because dinosaurs are going to chase us all and take over the world. i hate being chased.

today i got a flat tire...and was well on my way to changing it on my own (thank goodness the car had all the necessary equipment) when a nice gentleman pulled over and offered to help. ah chivalry. i was a little disappointed that i didn't get to complete it by myself but i was willing to relinquish the sense of pride and accomplishment to the man who took an hour off the job by doing it for me. sweet. so task for tomorrow, buy new tires.

i began training today to be an acupuncture assistant. i get to pull out the needles. the hardest part of this is making sure i get them all. that would be awkward, a patient walking out with a bunch of needles sticking out of their head. but i am stoked. today i just practiced walking and talking quietly, as to not disturb the aura. and whatnot.

but yeah. i am excited about that.


i have found that i have been inexplicably happy every now and then, which is astonishing! but where in the past five months i would slip on ice and break down into hysterical tears, i can now get a flat tire and still be chipper and actually laughing.

i can see clearly now...

there have been many recent events which have lead me to the conclusion that i really really really need new glasses, events not limited to my ex-job where children would steal my glasses from me and throw them and another, more sinister event, which i will not go into too much detail about but to say my glasses are now actually called "poo spectacles"

now, due to my tax return(yay volunteering!!), I am able to buy new glasses. did you know they are disgustingly expensive? but i have found a pair...and just as the lady was done measuring my face and telling me, that because my eyes are soooo bad they will have to special order lenses, the stem fell off my current pair of glasses...how long for the special order i asked? two weeks. swell. i just started laughing hysterically (remember i am wearing poo spectacles, now broken poo spectacles) and the manager came over. anyway, he fixed it all by giving me more expensive lenses for free and my new glasses (poo free) were done in an hour. hooray!!

i find that in this moment i only feel well if i move as little as possible, like do not move my head, speak, or blink. my eyeballs hurts. yep. today is my complaining day, tomorrow i am over it.

i had great pictures in store, but i cannot find my camera. i think it just hides from me. tomorrow i am running the health shop solo. lets hope all goes well. i have my minimum training and a large amount of b.s. to help me sail through sat and sun. excellent.

i have decided that my calling is to be an innkeeper.


but until then, i will be a receptionist.


i have had some crazy interviews, the wide range of businesses from childcare factories to a bill collector. thats right, i interviewed for a law firm that collects bills. the lady said she was afraid it may break me and i am too. so i think the alternative, warm fuzzy health spa may be a winner. i would get free massages and acupuncture.

today i chatted with an old lady while picking over on-sale green beans at the grocery store. we talked about the weather. it was nice.

tonight i am painting my toe nails, cleaning my room, and putting new knobs on my dresser.

yes. its tuesday. nothing is happening. i am putting new knobs on my dresser, i did my taxes, payed my bills, did laundry. i will probably also go on a walk, put in some more applications, and take a nap.

i wish there was more. but there is not.

tonight i have the delightful duty of watching Eli. So far he has slept the majority of our time together. cool. i'll just....wait for you to wake up Eli ;)

i am watching Titanic and reminiscing about when i first saw it, on a birthday, perhaps my fifteenth? its actually quite sad, though i remember giggling extensively when i first watched it. There are those who face death well and those who do not.

i actually have nothing to write about. just launching my feeble voice into the void.


helllllooooooooooo.

my cat is crazy


i have bought one of my tickets home-hooray!! i am really excited.

i need to make a pros and cons list for potential jobs:

Montessori after school director:

PROS:
career advancing
i would be in a supervisory position
benefits
get to wear nice clothes to work
great networking with hoity toity parents

CONS:
downtown
responsibility
potential to not be able to go home in may
40 kids
In downtown denver, long commute -possible resolved by the park and ride

Nanny:

PROS:
good money
relaxed, low key mom
guaranteed vacation in may
potential supplemental receptionist job at mr. nanny dude's office
two kids
shorter commute plus gas money
get to wear commfy clothes to work
great potential as a great job while i potentially take classes

CONS:
no benefits (but could be resolved by getting PT starbucks job)
not resume building (but potentially restorative to my frazzled over worked person)



um okay.

i had an interview and it went amazingly well. i have another interview and a follow up interview tomorrow. the major problem: only one hotttt interview outfit. hmmmm. i will have to improvise. suddenly my once incredibly empty schedule is very very full.

my activities of late (which i thoroughly enjoyed) that may confirm my (and sometimes my roommates) official spot in the world of dorkdom:

attending a university gymnastics meet- and then watching Stick It
Bible /starwars trivia game on st. patty's night, which we can't actually talk about yet because i got whooped and am still upset about it
getting excited about successfully using excel


i proudly wear my crown of geekdom with my staff of useless trivia knowledge that did not win me the Bible/ starwars trivia game. i am going to start reading the Bible again

also i dreamed of vampires again last night. it involved me becoming a vampire against my will, running away from ghouls whose entrails were leaking (quite graphically) and me, a traumatized and angry individual, trying to deal with my new reality.

i am soooooooo unemployed. i just sent out five more resumes. to entertain myself i have set out on two individual yet related projects:

1. creating a beautiful table in which i organize, categorize, and list the jobs i have applied for, dates, responses from organizations(that column is despairingly empty) etc. In fact, I believe that my table is so impressive that I should attach it along with my resume and cover letter. its a freakin' work of art.

2. writing my cover letters in different literary styles. stream of consciousness. charles dickens-esque. in couplets. compilation of haiku. capitalizing every other letter (its takes a surprisingly long time to complete this one). the list goes on. its genius really. i think everyone will appreciate my ability to think out of the box.


most of my employment seeking tasks simply remind me how freaked out i am about committing to anything long term. this seems quit paradoxical when contrasted with my over all very responsibility obsessed tendencies.

today, when driving home, it smelled like rain, which is actually quite unusual for the great CO. its either sunny or snowing here, no real in between. though i expect our summer to be fraught with thunderstorms.

last night i had a dream about vampires and tortellini. actually i was making tortellini when i realized that vampires were coming to stalk me. i ran to the door and just got it locked in time (like locks stop vampires) and then they were there. it was rather terrifying. i woke myself up. don't worry they didn't get me.


we have internet at the house.

i am in a coffee shop and i am pretty sure someone just snapped a picture of me and then ran away. this individual was lurking by my coveted desk seat in the sea of coffee shop couches and i simply assumed they were attempting to make me uncomfortable in order to steal my seat. after a few glances in their direction, i gave up my monitoring of their movements, assuming, correctly, that i am much more stubborn than they and will stay as long as needed to stake my claim on this spot. but then, in an instant, they were up close next to me, snapped a picture on their cell phone, turned and walked away quickly, making their escape before i could formulate an appropriate retaliation. um, and what would be an appropriate response, i am still unsure. what just occurred here?

i met Keirsa and Eamon for lunch on sixteenth street and caught up on all the alamosa gossip. for real, there needs to be a la puente reality show going on because this town has redefined DRAMA. there is so much to be said.

i am blogging when i need to be writing cover letters. so farewell.

yeah, and we also went to stomp! which was amazing and i decided that is what i want to do with the rest of my life. beat of pieces of trash creating incredible music for all. yes. i have also decided that in order to make this happen i am going to write mtv and apply for their show MADE (but actually i checked their website, i don't think that show anymore, i will write all the same)and have them make me into a stomp person. i could rock that out.

or i will find a pbs show to participate in.


i got a reply for a nanny job. either way, graduate school is definitely in my imminent future. i have decided. fall '09 higher levels of learning and brainwashing, here i come.

i am glad that the early twenties is supposed to feel so crazy because it does. it feels like have no anchor for my existence. but enough, i am moving forward.

i am in boulder, with Rachel. hanging out. chilling. music. its good.

so, like so many people, i really enjoy the blog 'stuff white people like' its highly entertaining. today's was titled 'hating corporations' talking about how the tendency is to hate all corporations except the ones that are trendy, like apple and target. even more entertaining because while reading the blog i am engaged in several of the other categories of things that white people like, like hanging out in a coffee shop, trying to be smart and cool. and i am eavesdropping on a conversation of a near by table of super hip boulder-ites, who are talking about how boulder is so conscious of shopping locally, etc etc, regurgitating the very things the blog satirizes. how amusing.

eric and jessa and eli are moved in, things are being re arranged and un packed still but it is lovely to wake up to other voices and to have so many lovely people around.

i am applying for more jobs, have not found any yet. i applied for an administrative assistant job at a hospital and the lady quickly sent back an email, 'is it fair to assume you meant to send your resume to someone else, or did you mean to apply for the position in my department?' um, i intended to apply for the job in your department, thats why i sent it to you? needless to say, i have not heard back from her. cool. i feel smart.

so lets all hope i will find a job.

on a happier note, i bought a gnocchi roller. yay.

there is something inherently lovely about tea. it could just be my early obsession with all things british, tea parties and the like, but i think it is also that one must take time with tea. or it feels like one must take time, slowly pouring into your 'smaller-than-your-average-coffee-mug' cup, sipping but not slurping the seasoned, steaming beverage. i am currently enjoying peppermint tea in boulder. it is 62 degrees and i am ecstatic with the warmth and sun. and i feel like i have, in this week and a half of unemployment, that i have regained, at least partially, my capacity to enjoy life.

i bought strings for my guitar, which has not had new strings since, um, i got it. and in the long process of restringing i not only broke a doo-hicky on the guitar (which i successfully re fixed with super glue) i broke one of the new strings! which was why i had to buy new ones in the first place, because i broke one of the old ones. so now i have a guitar with only five strings and if i buy new ones, i will just need one of the six strings that come in a set and will be off by one string for the rest of the life of the guitar, unless in some freak accident i break the other five and utilize all the strings in the box again. this is a tragedy.

no job but lots of hope and stalking of places i have applied.

"well," said Pooh, " We keep looking for home and not finding it, so I thought if we looked for this pit we'd be sure not to find it, which would be a good thing, because we might find something we weren't looking for, which might be just what we were looking for really." a.a.milne



I have crossed two things off my list today, which is successful only in regards to how long my list is, which i refuse to disclose. so its a good day.

yup, all giggles and grins here. i've broken out the ol' resume, dusted off the cobwebs from five months ago, made it run some laps, cut off some of the excess,and put in a few new adjectives, like audacious, meritorious, and sardonic, just to round everything out. i am paranoid about comma usage in general, i was given some thrashings in college due to misusage of this terrible and threatening form of punctuation, but if there are any issues i figure we can just step outside and work things out Tennyson style. just keeping it real, y'all.

wow, several teenagers just walked it and if i was moping about my twenties and the abyss that is this educational life stage, i am now so thankful and thrilled that i am no longer 13. if i was 13, i would like to be cool, like mattie vineyard. she bakes cakes and has pigs, some of which are named after harry potter characters.

i dropped my muffin on the floor. i didn't want it anyway.

they say the things that terrify you are the things that are worth doing. it may be true but it is also horrible. extremely horrible.

i need something right now, in this moment, to restore my faith in myself and maybe even my faith in humanity, if not my future. i am looking around for that something. ..it was going to be my muffin, but it fell. so, yup. still waiting.

haha.

i am in the mall and since panera, my internet connection location of the day, was packed i decided to wander around the mall for a bit, waiting for an outlet to open up. while wandering i got asked to do a survey, which i promptly agreed to since the survey involved cocktail sampling and six dollars. now i am sitting in panera eating the meal paid for by my survey and enjoying the buzz from my drink. i gave the drink excellent ratings but now fear i have to hang out at the mall longer because, well, i am Christa and i had one drink.

my week of unemployment has involved alternating episodes of panic and euphoria. what does one do with free time but think and what does thinking do but freak me out. i think (consequently), in the tradition of ophrah, craft time, and all things cheesy, (yet possibly effective) i am going to create a worry box into which i will drop all my worries. and then i might burn it.


or i might just keep coming back to repeatedly participate in the alcohol survey.

um i just finished reading redeeming love in one go, six hours, done. it was very enjoyable and brought me back to seventh grade when i read any Christian romance/ fiction i could get my hands one. i know, its a little scary. but the vineyards have the five films!! of the love comes softly by janette oke. yes i am borrowing them to watch them all.

Eric made an interesting comment about my post titled 'how to say no, etc etc' that though i quit my job i didn't really get completely away, because i have agreed to be a sub, which means i will still work for them. Which is funny and proves how deep this issue goes. i live in dread of phone solicitors because i cannot even say no to them!!! anyone asks me anything and I have a very very hard time saying no. internally i cringe and stammer out, i don't know, maybe, i will think about it, uh, okay, what did i just freaking agree too?? oh my goodness! i am really really bad at this, why i don't know, it must be me, but please don't ask me for anything unless you really want it.

in the process of moving things around in the house for our new roomies i stumbled across the old film that i narrated in the fifth grade called "Worlds of Wonder, The Neighborhoods of Charlotte." Which, personally, i think is a huge jump, to go from whole worlds of wonderment to the little neighborhood of Elizabeth within Charlotte. I re-watched it of course and my annunciation is remarkable. i can identify three main voice expressions:
1. The wide eyed 'Of Course Charlotte is amazing!' dimple, tooth sparkle, giggle
2. Sassy 'What did you think?'and i am 10 with major attitude problems
3. Didactic ' Here is random, obscure history that i am passing off like everyone knows it' so it goes, so it goes

Its genius really and my big break - Charlotte was never the same afterwards.

Megan is incredible. She lined up her shoes for me, one of the sweetest and most sincere expressions of affection i have ever witnessed.

Today is Dan's birthday and he is old. but no matter how old he gets, he will always be cool in my book. love ya man!

How To Say No or Christa Learns To Take Care Of Herself

Due to Megan's absence from the house i feel like i have not talked to anyone in ages. i called the bank lady about the car loan and kept chatting and chatting, like a verbal addict. ack, i thought, i have become that person. I will talk to ANYONE about ANYTHING for an extended amount of time, ignoring social cues, ignoring that I am less than a mere acquaintance to a majority of these victims of my garrulous attacks. alas. ear plugs needed.

I am almost done with work and as I approach, have more free time on my hands, I feel like I am unraveling even more, if that is at all possible. I just feel like my soul cannot undergo anymore attacks. We are at emergency red level. My spirit is like a balloon that floated too high and then expired with a frantic downward spiral accompanied by a somewhat tragic yet somewhat amusing farting noise as it plummeted to its demise. yep, thats me.

meanwhile, i officially have a car and it is officially named Maybell and she is the perfect car for me. we have many adventures in store my dear.


I wrote a valentine poem of which i am quite proud, of limited rhyme and poor meter:

On this day created for the masses
I say we go out and raise up our glasses
To those fools who need it this way
because they cannot say 'I love you' on any normal day
And so we toast to those sad, sorry dumb asses




Things I am glad for:
tiny spoons with which to eat whipped cream off a hot coco
Johnny Cash
walks where you see no cars and no people
bread flour and chocolate chips
standing up tall
friends close by
silliness of any variety

Megan and I were having an interesting conversation last night discussing how we process what is going on in our lives. I find that for myself, a very verbal person, the significant discoveries about who I am and what I am going through are made when I actually take time to be still and quiet with myself. And for Megan, who is naturally inclined to be an introvert, to talk out stuff with people is how she comes to definite conclusions about the things in her life. I think that I just get so tired of worrying about everything in my head all the time, it makes it very difficult for me to verbalize it or dwell on it in conversation, because I am so impatient with myself and want to just move on and do something about it, regardless of whether those attempts to act are successful.

I am going to clean and make cake and read and drink tea today.

lovely. and i don't have to work until Wednesday, lovelier still.

I have an interview for a nanny job on Thursday - I would make more money than my current job and it starts in March which would give me two weeks of rest before work begins again. I think it could be a lovely arrangement.

Recent discoveries:

pine burns much faster and easier than hard woods
my cat has reactive attachment disorder
i really like my new shoes i bought
i like babies
i am amazing

yes. life is full of humor. there is no end to the laughter.

a modern tale:

Christerina, a lowly peasant who worked for a large non-profit, was filling out paper work when she saw a lovely young girl running frantically into a cave. Confused and mystified, Christerina followed the young girl quickly into the cave. However, once in the cave there was not a young girl waiting but a terrifying dragon rooting around in the non-profit's cache of supplies and medicine. Christerina took a step back as the dragon turned her head and focused in on her new prey. Christerina was no warrior but could claim some skills of cunning and deftness of foot. In addition, she had magic spectacles which allowed her to see all that was occurring with clear perception. But these small skills, Christerina did not fool herself, were nothing to the fierce vengeance of the dragon. The dragon began to draw up to its full height and launched itself at Christerina, in one deft move knocking the magic spectacles from Christerina's face. Dumbfounded, Christerina continued to deflect blows, but was dazed by the speed of the dragon. The battle ended quickly as the dragon drove her talon into Christerina's hand. Christerina ran away.

The end.







such is my life.

i need a nap, a long one. maybe for a couple days.

I am going to buy a car, a very adult like thing to do, but apparently very easy, a couple calls, a couple signatures, a couple more bills to pay- BAM! a new Subaru in the driveway. excellent.

we have had lots of visitors and i really enjoy having lots of people around; there is always someone to talk too, always someone to answer the phone, always someone to play games with, lovely. And soon we will have something even better - more people in the mountain house home. ah, it does not get any better.

i am reading a new fantasy book that meets all my criteria for a good read. well, i don't really know what the criteria is but i like the book. um, but maybe not enough for megan's book reading list. i don't know if i can come up with must read books for that list, but i am trying. :)

i know my blogging has been few and far between but soon we will have internet at our house and there will be an endless stream of personal commentary flowing forth. i know you are all breathless in anticipation.