PomaPoopoo

I just tried pomegranate juice for the first time. letmetellyou that shit is nasty! If I'd wanted prune juice I would have bought prune juice. This is complete trickery on the part of the juice makers!!

Bad Judgement

Halfway through my second doughnut I knew I was going to regret it.
Why did I finish eating it?

Wednesday Schmidnesday

I'm done with Wednesday. It just gets in the way of the weekend. Always slowing my week down. I think it might be my least favorite day of the week. Yes, even worse than Monday.
Monday still has lingering memories of the weekend. And I'm usually asleep until noon on Mondays anyway, so it's really like having a half day.
Tuesday is fairly nice. It's that wonderful day that verifies you made it safely through Monday. An indication that you are one step closer to freedom.
But Wednesday might as well be Monday itself. "Oh, I'm hump day, oh". That's basically like telling me that to get past Wednesday I need to climb a large hill. Tuesday didn't make me exercise. Where does Wednesday get off telling me what to do?

~for the record, I enjoy Thursday a great deal. It's gone down in stature since the departure of FRIENDS but at least I have Grey's Anatomy to look forward to.
And who doesn't like Friday? You'd have to be silly to pick on Friday.

The Nine

I'm sad to report one of my new favorite shows "The Nine" has been cancelled due to poor ratings. Only slightly less upsetting is the cancellation of "6 Degrees". I thought both of these shows were smart and entertaining. But who am I to judge? I liked Arrested Development.

If You Have Difficulty Breathing or Your Eyes Puff Up...

Please come back and see us.

This is what the nurse told me after I received my flu shot this morning. Nothing like adding a little anxiety to the flu season.

Early Morning Pictures at the Coast

My Wednesday Adventure

After working late on Tuesday I figured I deserved to leave early on Wednesday and take a trip to the gym. My friend, Daniel planned to meet me in front of the cardio machines at 3:30 and we'd work out until Logic got off work at 5:00. So I left the office at 3:00 and walked down the block to the bus stop.
As I reached the sidewalk I saw a bus approaching and thought to myself, "eh, no need to rush, I have a half hour to get there." I would mosey to the stop and wait another 20 minutes for a bus. When one would finally arrive, half the inhabitants of Seattle would get on with me. And the rest of Seattle would get on at the next stop.
This posed a problem for people at future stops. Our driver would stop long enough to tell people we were full and see if anyone needed to get off. When we finally got near the gym I leaned over and pressed the signal to get off at the next stop. The gentleman next to me noticed I would be trying to get off and awkwardly smiled. I replied with "this should be fun."
My stop came and went. The busdriver drove right past it. Even with the signal on. Now, normally this wouldn't be a big deal but my stop happened to be the last stop in Seattle. I hitched a ride through town on an express bus to Lynnwood so by missing the stop I was left no choice but to take the scenic and holiday-weekend-gridlock-filled trip to a suburb 15 miles north of Seattle.
The man next to me kept me distracted by talking about the downfall of public transit as we slowly lurched to my new and unplanned destination. 40 minutes later we would arrive at the Lynnwood Park and Ride and I would make my way to the driver. After explaining what happened (in a very polite manner, I might add) the asshole managed to direct me to another platform so I could get back to the city without even apologizing or making eye contact! Once off the bus I waited another 10 minutes for my return transit to arrive. By the time I got off the bus in Seattle it was after 5.
Since Logic had been off work for a while (his boss ended up surprising him by letting everyone leave at 3:30), he chose to hang out at a local bar instead of driving home just to drive back into the city and get me. (He actually offered to come get me in Lynnwood, but because of traffic I knew his efforts would be in vain.)
I finally met up with him at our car around 5:30 and drove home. What a weird day.

The Meaning of Thanksgiving

Now, I'm sure some of you think you know what the meaning of Thanksgiving is. Pilgrims and Native Americans. Yada, yada, yada. But I'm here to tell you that the TRUE meaning of Thanksgiving comes in the shape of a football. A Detroit Lions football, to be exact. At least, this is the reason my family celebrates turkey day.
As my father has explained many times over, the last Thursday in November is our way of giving thanks for the game Detroit hosts every year (since 1934). He does a much better job of explaining it but the basic gist is that we throw a feast in the hopes that the Lions will actually win a game.
So every year, he gets up early and prepares the sacrificial turkey. We all slave away in the kitchen making side dishes and desserts. All in the hopes that we'll have reason to celebrate. Our cooking half-time occurs when the game starts. We sit in anticipation. Hoping the Turkey Gods will smile on us for our contribution.
Most of the time, we end up eating our meal around a sad, quiet table of mourning fans. But on the rare occasion that the Lions win - we have one hell of a party. Regardless of whether we win or lose, we will go on. And we will continue to cheer for the Detroit Lions.

Happy Thanksgiving

This year has been busy for Logic and I. Besides the renovation, we've traveled around the northwest quite a bit. Seeing family mostly. I couldn't think of a better way to spend my time, and yet I am looking forward to spending Thanksgiving at home - just the 2 of us.
I'm not sure what we'll spend the day doing. Possibly cooking (or as Logic joked this morning - driving to Denny's), possibly working on the floors or, if we can detach ourselves from the mess that we call a home, lounging around.
Regardless of what we choose to do, I will be thankful to share a cozy day inside with Logic.
What are you thankful for?

Recommended Usage

I'm guessing a vitamin would not help maintain my health if I choked on it.
(Insert image of Amaya popping a vitamin C in her mouth as she hums "Just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down" followed by loud hacking noises.)
Amaya's Obituary:
Death by Vitamin

Arrested Development

Tobias Fünke: [footage of Tobias trying on a Speedo with his cut-offs on] Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?

- I received all three seasons of Arrested Development on dvd today!

Here I Am

Just got back from a long weekend at the Oregon Coast. There was shopping, walking along the beach, getting caught by a sneaker wave, scaring the poodle, relaxing in front of the fire, exploring tide pools and eating fresh seafood.
I took entirely too many pictures of the ocean. I'll sift through the mediocrity and include one soon.

Don't Forget To Vote

No, I'm not in a time warp. I realize the election was over a week ago. I'm referring to this.
I'm enjoying the process of researching each location and then voting on which 7 wonders should be the new Wonders of the World.
I do find it amusing that Petra is in the same category with the Statue of Liberty though. Don't let my opinion sway you.. I just thought it was a silly.

Deers

A cnn.com link indicated that "deers" were causing havoc throughout urban America this week.
CNN people!!!
I even tried to be devil's advocate and search dictionary.com for deers.
It referred me to deer.
cnn.com saddens me.

Photos

Here are Paige's children, Allison and Isaiah.
We spent 6 hours together on Sunday while their parents went to the Seahawks game.
And they're still alive!

On the Edge of Your Seat

You poor things!
I ask for suggestions regarding my brother-in-law's birthday gift and then I leave you hanging. Just waiting around to hear what I decided.
Well, here it is -
I got him a dress shirt. I know, very exciting.
I'm also getting him some of his favorite candy. Does that make it more interesting?

Question

Would you like your job more if you could sit in a recliner with a blankey?
I know I would.

The Kitchen

Our renovation has reached a milestone!
We are still months and months from completion, but Logic finished the hardwood floors in the kitchen on Monday night and we were able to finally install our new appliances last night!
Once the computer agrees to download pictures again I'll be sure to show some (and pics of the babies for Syd).

If I Did It, Which I Didn't...

Seriously?

*update

Private Space Exploration

I watched a show on the Discovery Channel this weekend about private industry leaders using their money to promote space exploration. Everyone from Richard Branson to Jeff Bezos is hopping on the space bandwagon. Their hope - to bring space to everyone.
There's no turning back and things will continue to progress but in my opinion, space exploration becoming something of a tourist attraction is a double-edged sword.
On one hand, it's very exciting... the thought of discovering what else is out there and allowing the 'common man' the opportunity to see things that only billionaires and NASA/etc have had the luxury of seeing.
But I can't help but think we don't deserve the 'get out of jail free' card that we're searching for.
Consider the damage we are doing to our own planet. Do we really want to litter space too (more than we already are)? Maybe we just need to find alternate solutions to the problems we've already created.
What do you think?

Tranny Service

Logic has today off and was spending his morning prepping the living room for the maple floor we're (er, he) is laying. He brought the saw back upstairs (we moved it downstairs while my babies were here) and as he did, he dropped wood shavings all along the stairwell.
Deciding to be a good neighbor, he got out the shopvac and took it to the hallway - making sure to leave our condo unlocked.
Once in the stairwell, he remembered the extension cord was in the garage and went outside to get it. Only, he forgot to prop the outside door open so when he returned from the garage he found himself locked out.
I left my office to save the day since all our neighbors had left for work and Logic was outside in the cold. I took my usual route and as I drove down 4th Ave S I noticed a sign for King's Transmission that said, "Tranny Service". Now, I'm not sure if that was intentional or not - but I laughed all the way home.

My Babies Are Coming!

Paige and her husband are coming up this weekend!! And bringing their babies! Allison will be 3 in a month and Isaiah just turned 6 months. I can hardly wait to play and cuddle.
If you're lucky, you might get to see pictures.

A Pattern

Have you noticed that I go days without posting and then write 3 or 4 blogs in one day? I guess the flood gates are open today -
Anyway, I just finished watching the newest episode of The Nine. What a great show! I'm so glad that it's online because I am getting too old to stay up until 11:00 on a weeknight. If you get the chance, you should check it out.

Comparison

People continue to compare KFed to Vanilla Ice.
That's a little harsh, don't you think?
Vanilla Ice wasn't THAT bad.

Gift Ideas

What do you get someone who has everything?
My brother-in-law is celebrating his birthday next Tuesday and he and my sister will be spending this weekend with Logic and I.
I want to have his gift ready to open when they get here. But I have NO idea what to get him. And my sister is having a hard time giving suggestions. Please help!
Here is some background info on him:
He is a computer programmer
He loves Oregon State University and owns multiple OSU shirts/accessories
He has nearly every cd/dvd ever made
He knows everything about everything and wins at anything he plays
He is a dad to a 2 year old daughter and a 6 month old son
He collects baseballs (but I'm not sure which ones he has already)
He loves woodworking/tools and makes his own pens
He has his own website where he sells tools
He's a good photographer who enjoys framing his own work and has a few cameras
He rarely drinks alcohol or coffee and enjoys a good Pepsi or Mountain Dew
He makes a mean batch of sugar cookies
He is a Dodger's fan

See where I'm coming from here? I typically pride myself on being a good gift giver. But I'm stumped. Anything you can come up with would be so helpful!

Something to Look Forward To

Since I will be working this Thanksgiving, Logic and I are meeting up with his family at the Oregon Coast to celebrate the holiday a week beforehand.
This is where we'll be staying. Doesn't it look relaxing?

Blogroll

Is back in effect. If you don't see your blog on there it's because I don't like you. j/k I probably forgot.

Last Night's Meeting

I left work early yesterday and drove up to the UW campus to meet with an advisor in the English department. What I expected to be a typical counseling session turned into a great conversation about my future.
Maria was surprised to find FCCJ on my transcripts since she worked at that exact campus in Florida for nearly 15 years. After reminiscing about our Jacksonville experiences we were both put at ease. Our conversation covered education, personal goals and the mentality of 'the grass is always greener on the other side'. She reminded me that life is too short to wait around for happiness. I need to find it in my daily life and continue to strive toward my goals at the same time.
After an hour and half, I walked out of the building feeling like I'd just had a great chat with my mom. It was refreshing to hear about her life experience and to talk to someone who understands what I'm going through and where I want to be.
To top it off, she emailed me this morning to thank me for our talk and to remind me that she will help in any way she can.

Frustrated

Blogger is being a bitch. Sorry for the delay on my posts.

Confinement

Last night Logic and I were literally confined to our bedroom. He had the day off and started putting a sealant on the floors around noon. The sealant goes under the hardwood we're installing and it had to sit for 12 hours before we could walk on it. So after applying the sealant, he cornered himself in the bedroom with our two cats and a stockpile of necessities.
Necessities like cat food, the litter box, DVD's, our computer, water, and his cell phone.
He called me about 15 minutes before I left work to advise me that I needed to call him when I got home because he would have to help me get in the house.
Once there, he met me at the door and grabbed my purse, dinner and the mail from my hands. Then he helped me leap from the doorway to the bathroom. After that he showed me how to hang from the doorframe and swing from the bathroom to our bedroom. Since it was my first attempt, I under-estimated the momentum needed and he had to grab me by the waist to prevent me from falling face-first into the wet floor.
The actual confinement was kind of fun. In a strange way it almost felt like we were camping. We had everything we needed and getting to a bathroom was a challenge.
This whole renovation process has been quite an ordeal. For me, it's been a lesson in patience and for Logic it's been a lesson in dealing with me and my lack of patience. I'm starting to think that programs for engaged couples are going about their lesson plan the wrong way. They need to put couples in high-stress situations like home renovation and if they succeed without killing each other then they know they can make it through anything.

Empathy

My mom just called to say that she and my dad are driving to Texas to see my grandma. Grandma is back in the hospital for the 2nd time in a month and things are progressively getting worse.
I have never been very close to my mom's mom. She's a fun and sassy woman and she did a damn good job raising my mom and her 6 younger siblings, but my unhappiness today comes mostly from the fact that I can't even imagine what this must be like for my mom.
I have always had a morbid fascination with death. And an over-active imagination. Oh, and I can't forget that inflated empathy. When someone says, "Imagine how that would make you feel" I can honestly say that I do that; sometimes without even wanting to. I've gone through the deaths of all my loved ones. Planning out what it would be like, how I would react and how it would affect my life and the lives of their other loved ones.
I sometimes think this is a defense mechanism, to somehow prepare myself for the inevitable. But this 'talent' tends to get me worked up. And so here I am, getting worked up. Imagining what life would be like without my mom. Or dad, for that matter. From what I've heard, it creates a hole in your heart that is unrepairable. A numbness and loneliness that is never ending. So I try to imagine what that would feel like. That gaping hole in my heart.
Sadly, I doubt this training is going to help in the least when that moment arrives.