Friday, June 6, 2008
Juekbox Friday- Rock out some deep feelings....
This is very applicable for my week. Not going to delve further into it, I just know this song fits. This is the old skool Skillet - when I first realized that you can talk about God/Jesus/cool things and still rock. Sorry if it is a bit rough for all the mellower folks.
"I Can"
Looking on the sad times, the guilt and all the shame
I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains
All the grief I've learned to set aside
'Cause I am, I am, I am
Feeling underooted feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
When I feel the pain I know why I feel strange
When I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed
Jesus on the cross and this cross upon my back
I have learned to submit then I whine about my lack
Sometimes I drop my cross, deserve a little rest
That's when I run to you and I nail your feet and your wrist
I'm feeling underooted feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
Do you really love my soul, even after I hated you?
Do you really know my name, can I really come to you?
Are you really more faithful than the changing of the seasons and the morning sun?
Do you really know my name, can I really come to you?
I can, I don't care if the rooster crows
I can
Oh fine, you want mellow? How about a bedtime melody? I can do that too. This one is really cool:
(1:02) "dream of Paris, France...."
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
A celebration!
Yesterday my candidate of choice sealed up some delegates for his bid to become the democratic nominee. I'm going to celebrate.
Be prepared for more of this:
Now on to some funny quotes:
End with evil otters:
Be prepared for more of this:
Now on to some funny quotes:
In spite of all evidence to the contrary, the entire universe is composed of only two basic substances: Magic and bullshit.
They all laughed at Albert Einstein. They all laughed at Columbus. Unfortunately, they also all laughed at Bozo the Clown. ---Carl Sagan Broca's Brain
Once at a social gathering, Gladstone said to Disraeli, "I predict, Sir, that you will die either by hanging or of some vile disease". Disraeli replied, "That all depends, sir, upon whether I embrace your principles or your mistress."
Q: How many existentialists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: Two. One to screw it in and one to observe how the lightbulb itself symbolizes a single incandescent beacon of subjective reality in a netherworld of endless absurdity reaching out toward a maudlin cosmos of nothingness.
Never settle with words what you can accomplish with a flame thrower.
The body is mortal and subject to incredible pain. Life is antagonistic to the living. The flesh can be sawed, crushed, frozen, stretched, burned, bombed, and plucked for music. The dumb are abused by the smart and the smart destroyed by their own cunning. The small are tortured by the large and the large destroyed by their own momentum. We are able to walk on air, but only as long as our illusion supports us. --E. L. Doctorow
A great many people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices.--William James
"They say only 10 percent of the brains function is known. Apparently, the function of the remaining 90 percent is to keep us from discovering its function."
"This is an environment of welcoming, and you should just get the hell out of here." (Michael Scott, The Office)
End with evil otters:
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Today's events
0700 - Wake up too early
0800 - Oh, crap. Gotta get ready in 10 minutes to take N to work. N laughing at me.
0810 - Drive N to work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months
0845 - Breakfast
0900 - Start online stuff
0947 - Start to dread working out
1000 - Dread working out. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes.
1002 - Dread working out
1003 - Get ready to work out. Dread.
1005 - Force myself that all will be ok. Insane feelings of dread.
1006 - Leave to go work out.
1130 - Return from working out. Determine I still hate it.
1131 - Feel slightly better that I worked out, but know tomorrow I will dread/hate all over again. Dread/hate/dread/hate.
1147 - Still in gross workout clothes, watering plants.
1200 - Decide it is lunch time. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes?
1240 - Done with lunch, lounging on couch watching some stupid TV show
0100 - Remind myself not to get sucked into some stupid TV show and turn off TV.
0101 - Go from room to room picking up stuff.
0102 - Get sucked over to computer to write something random and dumb on Twitter. Read the news. Remind myself to keep reading news and useful things.
(0300 - Still on computer. haha, j/k.)
0200 - Back to picking things up. (gotta change the sheets today and prepare for laundry day tomorrow)
0500 - Wondering: where did my day go?
0600 - Pick up N from work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months.
0630 - 1030 - Listen to cranky N demand dinner in 2 minutes. Calmly prepare supper ignoring Mr.Crankypants. Throw crackers his way to stave off his demands. Know N by now to know that he is just hungry. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for dinner. I eat sensible dinner. Check on N to make sure he balances his gross things with sensible vegetable things. N returns to normalcy. Almost adorable. Talk with N about my day. N tells me about his day. We discuss life and trip things. Let N show me funny things he finds on the internet. Remind him that I'm so much cooler than WoW. Lose attention of N to WoW. Start to wonder if I should learn to play WoW to vie for attention. Get attention of N. Try to convince him to go for bike ride. Lose attention of N. I play Wii, play on internet, watch TV, and/or do general putzing around. N pays attention to me randomly. Just getting into conversation or something super amazing on the internet when cranky N demands bedtime. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for my 2 minute bedtime routine. Calmly prepare for sleep. Vie for attention of N. Lose attention of N to his sleep. Feel all sappy in my heart over sleeping N.
1030 - 0700 - HAVE REALLY WEIRD MESSED UP DREAMS.
(last night it was snowing outside in May and I was playing floor hockey in my old high school gym.)
I will treasure these days always.
0800 - Oh, crap. Gotta get ready in 10 minutes to take N to work. N laughing at me.
0810 - Drive N to work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months
0845 - Breakfast
0900 - Start online stuff
0947 - Start to dread working out
1000 - Dread working out. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes.
1002 - Dread working out
1003 - Get ready to work out. Dread.
1005 - Force myself that all will be ok. Insane feelings of dread.
1006 - Leave to go work out.
1130 - Return from working out. Determine I still hate it.
1131 - Feel slightly better that I worked out, but know tomorrow I will dread/hate all over again. Dread/hate/dread/hate.
1147 - Still in gross workout clothes, watering plants.
1200 - Decide it is lunch time. Dang, just wasted 13 minutes?
1240 - Done with lunch, lounging on couch watching some stupid TV show
0100 - Remind myself not to get sucked into some stupid TV show and turn off TV.
0101 - Go from room to room picking up stuff.
0102 - Get sucked over to computer to write something random and dumb on Twitter. Read the news. Remind myself to keep reading news and useful things.
(0300 - Still on computer. haha, j/k.)
0200 - Back to picking things up. (gotta change the sheets today and prepare for laundry day tomorrow)
0500 - Wondering: where did my day go?
0600 - Pick up N from work to save a bajillion dollars over the next two months.
0630 - 1030 - Listen to cranky N demand dinner in 2 minutes. Calmly prepare supper ignoring Mr.Crankypants. Throw crackers his way to stave off his demands. Know N by now to know that he is just hungry. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for dinner. I eat sensible dinner. Check on N to make sure he balances his gross things with sensible vegetable things. N returns to normalcy. Almost adorable. Talk with N about my day. N tells me about his day. We discuss life and trip things. Let N show me funny things he finds on the internet. Remind him that I'm so much cooler than WoW. Lose attention of N to WoW. Start to wonder if I should learn to play WoW to vie for attention. Get attention of N. Try to convince him to go for bike ride. Lose attention of N. I play Wii, play on internet, watch TV, and/or do general putzing around. N pays attention to me randomly. Just getting into conversation or something super amazing on the internet when cranky N demands bedtime. Wonder why men make insane/cranky demands instead of just calmly waiting for my 2 minute bedtime routine. Calmly prepare for sleep. Vie for attention of N. Lose attention of N to his sleep. Feel all sappy in my heart over sleeping N.
1030 - 0700 - HAVE REALLY WEIRD MESSED UP DREAMS.
(last night it was snowing outside in May and I was playing floor hockey in my old high school gym.)
I will treasure these days always.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Guilty Pleasures
Ugh...I have so much I could write about that happened in the last few days, but I just spent a bunch of time staring at the blank blog format wondering what to write. It just wasn't coming out. I think it is a way of knowing that the last few days were very special - too special for me to write about them decently. Instead I think I'm going to just throw some other stuff out here that's easier to write about.
I have some things I take great delight in and spend too much time on. So I will share them here:
- LOL Cats. I can has a laugh at every picture. OH, and if you are a dog lover, there's LOL Doggies.
- Pop culture. The N mentioned yesterday "How do you know all this crap?" I swear the most inane pop culture poo seeps into my brain. It is everywhere. I have a love/hate relationship with it all. Seeing Michael Kors talk about how he has an obsession with the tabloids actually made me feel better. He even says "Now I gotta go in and see all this delicious juice." On the downside, there is definitely the hate part of this guitly pleasure relationship. Apparently Ashley Simpson didn't announce her publicity-pregnancy before her publicity-marriage because it "went against her religious beliefs." Quite possibly the dumbest thing I've read. Hey princess, wouldn't getting pregant before marriage go against your religious beliefs? aaaand btw, you have the creepiest dad. EVAR. So I read things randomly, watch E news randomly, and see things randomly on the internet and now I have insane amounts of useless knowledge. I know it is useless and yet I still am sucked into that vortex. The delicious juice vortex.
- Not really a "guilty" pleasure, but I'm including going to church on this list. In these modern times, many of my generation and all over the world simply do not "get" church/religion. (Ashley Simpson?) I like church and a lot of people don't understand that. Especially since I'm still part of what people consider the most bastardized instituion in the Christian world. Whee. I love this ride.
- Chick movies. I begged/whined/sold my soul until I got to see 27 Dresses. 'nuff said. (ohhh, but "The Prince and Me" is the WORST MOVIE EVAR.)
- Cheese. GAAAAAAAAAAH. Cheese has the most evil grip over my diet. I will give up meat to include cheese into a meal.
- French music. I probably will never learn to prounounce "Sacre Couer" or "Chantal" correctly, but I love Frenchy songs. I don't even know what most of the songs mean, but C'est Si Bon!
- Idle retirement. I probably could have done something cooler with this time, but I do love it. I take great pleasure in a simple day. (I guess I did focus on my health and well-being which is definitely cool, but I didn't save a puppy from a gutter in the rain or anything like that.)
- Pillows, blankets, and towels. I love having a lot of them and finding the cushiest ones to snuggle with. I wish I could adopt the snuggle bear and take it home. Snuggly softness rules! (haha, I do love how the clip is labeled as "Snuggle Bear YOU MUST DIE)
- Lime drinks. The new Aquafina Alive in Orange Lime ROCKS. I can get a little caffeine when needed without resorting to diet drinks and aspartame. I love a lime drink in the summertime too. If I had any ingredients for a margarita in the house, it would totally be in my hand right now.
- READING. favorite thing to do is cuddle up with a book (with a margarita, pillows/blankets, in my idle retirement, with a French soundtrack playing in the background)
- Playing Scrabble (and, really, any other board game). I totally came back this weekend to win at the very end in beating K, but I did lose to N last night. Memories are made when board games are played.
I have some things I take great delight in and spend too much time on. So I will share them here:
- LOL Cats. I can has a laugh at every picture. OH, and if you are a dog lover, there's LOL Doggies.
- Pop culture. The N mentioned yesterday "How do you know all this crap?" I swear the most inane pop culture poo seeps into my brain. It is everywhere. I have a love/hate relationship with it all. Seeing Michael Kors talk about how he has an obsession with the tabloids actually made me feel better. He even says "Now I gotta go in and see all this delicious juice." On the downside, there is definitely the hate part of this guitly pleasure relationship. Apparently Ashley Simpson didn't announce her publicity-pregnancy before her publicity-marriage because it "went against her religious beliefs." Quite possibly the dumbest thing I've read. Hey princess, wouldn't getting pregant before marriage go against your religious beliefs? aaaand btw, you have the creepiest dad. EVAR. So I read things randomly, watch E news randomly, and see things randomly on the internet and now I have insane amounts of useless knowledge. I know it is useless and yet I still am sucked into that vortex. The delicious juice vortex.
- Not really a "guilty" pleasure, but I'm including going to church on this list. In these modern times, many of my generation and all over the world simply do not "get" church/religion. (Ashley Simpson?) I like church and a lot of people don't understand that. Especially since I'm still part of what people consider the most bastardized instituion in the Christian world. Whee. I love this ride.
- Chick movies. I begged/whined/sold my soul until I got to see 27 Dresses. 'nuff said. (ohhh, but "The Prince and Me" is the WORST MOVIE EVAR.)
- Cheese. GAAAAAAAAAAH. Cheese has the most evil grip over my diet. I will give up meat to include cheese into a meal.
- French music. I probably will never learn to prounounce "Sacre Couer" or "Chantal" correctly, but I love Frenchy songs. I don't even know what most of the songs mean, but C'est Si Bon!
- Idle retirement. I probably could have done something cooler with this time, but I do love it. I take great pleasure in a simple day. (I guess I did focus on my health and well-being which is definitely cool, but I didn't save a puppy from a gutter in the rain or anything like that.)
- Pillows, blankets, and towels. I love having a lot of them and finding the cushiest ones to snuggle with. I wish I could adopt the snuggle bear and take it home. Snuggly softness rules! (haha, I do love how the clip is labeled as "Snuggle Bear YOU MUST DIE)
- Lime drinks. The new Aquafina Alive in Orange Lime ROCKS. I can get a little caffeine when needed without resorting to diet drinks and aspartame. I love a lime drink in the summertime too. If I had any ingredients for a margarita in the house, it would totally be in my hand right now.
- READING. favorite thing to do is cuddle up with a book (with a margarita, pillows/blankets, in my idle retirement, with a French soundtrack playing in the background)
- Playing Scrabble (and, really, any other board game). I totally came back this weekend to win at the very end in beating K, but I did lose to N last night. Memories are made when board games are played.
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