Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Crepes

The promise of a Nutella Crepe on a chilly evening drew me in.

Ordering that Nutella Crepe with Bananas (for potassium) satisfied my guilty conscience.

If I was a good blogger, I'd attach the picture I took, but I'm not that advanced yet. Soon, I promise. Then you'll get sick of all the odd stuff I find fascinating.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Olivia

I'm not convinced my dog loves me.

Surely if she loved me, she'd understand how tired I am. She'd understand that the furious barking at the Cat Party going on in our backyard in the middle of the night is going to wake me up from the sleep I so desperately need. She'd understand that no matter how heinous the infractions by the neighborhood cats, I. Want. To. Sleep.

I don't need protection from the 20 pound behemoth Persian fluff ball that is taunting her from the top of the fence. I. Need. Sleep.

Cuddling and keeping me warm, bouncing around like a wind-up toy every time she sees me, smiling so big that her tongue won't stay in her mouth just because I'm spending time with her, following my every move with her eyes, these are things that show me she loves me.

Blood-curdling barking that jolts me from a sound sleep....

Not so much.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Life at the speed of light...

The next two months are going to be very challenging and exciting for me. I'll keep you posted as events occur.

As usual, I should be sleeping right now.

But the world comes alive for me in the darkness.

I feel energized and like I can conquer any obstacle.

Will I still feel this way in the morning?

not so much...

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

DMV

I'm convinced that the DMV makes all experiences as bad as possible so that we will only contact them when it is absolutely necessary.

This morning, I called them at 9:00am, the second they opened.

After navigating the tortuous choices menu, I settled into my chair to wait in hold limbo for an actual person.

Over the course of the next 20 minutes, I was informed at 3 different times that my wait would be less than 5 minutes.

Until...

The last message told me that me estimated wait time was over 1o minutes. It suggested that I give up and try another time. It even suggested that I call another day.

I resolved to wait it out.

2 minutes later, I got a real live person.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Welcome

"Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living."

Anais Nin