Reality Me

You know what disheartens me more than anythiing else? Not being able to find things in my own house! There was a time when my life, regardless of the clutter, was organized. I could find anything and everything had its place. Now, nothing has a place and it doesn’t matter if you put something somewhere specific in order to remember where you are putting it because it ends up somewhere else anyway.

Life is so short and there is so much I want to do. So many obsticles…

I am sad today. Watching “Life As a House” doesn’t help.

Unfocused. Feel like I’m forgetting something huge.

Good article on how Star Trek has influenced the technology you use everyday

I thought it would be fun to show how people have been finding my blog. My history only keeps the past 20 searches and last I looked I was on 5 or so. Apparently something changed:

A New Day!

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This Morning

I have a letter to get to a recruiter. Dry cleaning to pickup and dry cleaning to drop off. The baby woke early but I’ve so much to do I’ve left her playing in the crib hoping she would return to sleep (not gonna happen). The Internet connection wasn’t working so I had to trouble shoot that. And we let the indoor cat’s food run out (refilled last night) so I knew I’d have cat puke this morning and sure enough I did. Hopefully I found it all. Tommy is refusing to get dressed but that’s his problem. I have to get the others to school.

Stress up but managed.

Last Night

Felt the need for selfindulgence but could not find any good television on. Besides, usually what I want to watch does not appeal to the wife so in the end I chose sleep instead. We did get to watch some Arrested Development and the end of Star Trek Nemisis.

Got the kitchen counters cleaned, the spice rack, the mixer, the coffee maker, the microwave, the stove, the window (the outside had not been done in 6 years), and sink. Left to do the fridge and the floor. My weekly diligence on the kitchen has made each consecutive cleaning easier but it still feels like I can’t get out of the kitchen to the rest of the house!

Trees are bluming and the outside feels like Spring. I’m longing to just spend days on end working on the yard.

Having too much fun working on Cathy’s excel spreadsheet. Realizing how much I’ve forgotten. Probably good that the excel job fell through. I may have needed to lean on Tim too much!

I figured it out! Babies speak Yiddish! This last conversation with her phone had lots of “oiy oiy ydipth oiy”s in it.

Also, I forgot to mention that Bacharach was in all 3 Austin Powers movies.

     

I wish I had a way to record Amy’s every movement. She just took a remote control, pushed some buttons, put it to her ear, said “hello” then in a heightened state of excitement shook her head back and forth while talking and yammered “ew oh oh eeww ew yup” then would hang up. What does this tell us about our lifestyles? 🙂

A New Day!

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This Morning

Got up groggily and am preparing for a day of cleaning.

Last Night

Saw Burt Bacharach in concert by volunteering with the Red Cross. Awesome concert! Fantastic performer! He’s got that style that I think a stage performer should have. You felt like he was just having the best time of his life and that it was a personal performance for you. The orchestra flubbed a few times but it was taken in good humor. One of Burt’s entourage made a mistake during a solo and had one other error but again it was taken with a smile.

For those of you asking, “who is Bacharach?” take a look at his hit compositions. He has written many of the songs that you love as well as many movie hits. A few are Rain Drops Keep Falling on My Head, Alfie, Do you know the way to San Jose?, The Man Who Short Liberty Valance, and I Say a Little Prayer for You.

Elvis Costello and Burt Bacharach

A bio from InfoPlease (an excellent resource)

The grandparents bought Amy some new clothing. Amy put them on herself. I turn my back for a couple of minutes with the 10 yr old upstairs with Amy and with the clothes tags on Amy spills red staining stuff on them.

I guess this is my weekend to mend clothes. Thank goodness the clothing fits her and didn’t need to be returned!