Obsession is a dark master…(or The Big Hoops and Yoyo Post)

I just spent at least an hour viewing e-cards. No need to clean out your ears (or your eyes) I meant what I typed. I have become obsessed with the following characters:

My favorite, to date, is the Second Guess Thursday card:

…which I sent to a couple of people. I sent Sarcastic Wednesday to Wende (cuz she totally gets the sarcasm love). So now, of course I just absolutely NEED this:

and this:

and maybe…just maybe…this:

Why? Because I’m CRAZY. C. R. A. Z. Y. All caps. All the time.

I’m so gullible to marketing.

Day One

…was actually yesterday for these new plants, but hey, why pick nits?

I went with my mama to get some work done for my grandmother yesterday. Had a fine time as we dusted, swept, moved, attempted to vacuum, giggled and chatted. What do I mean by attempted to vacuum? Well one of my tasks was cleaning the ceiling fan blades. There was some question as to what would work better: using a hand held vacuum-thing or using a Swiffer-jobbie (like my very technical description?). The vote (in reality the decree from my mother) came down in favor of the hand held vacuum, so as not to spread dust. However, once I climbed up the step ladder and started up the thing, it only gave a feeble, fading attempt at performing its duties before it sputtered and died. The consensus was that it fell off its charger. In came the Swiffer, out went the dust.

What was really super cool about the whole thing was that I found a piece of furniture at my grandmother’s that I thought for sure was long gone. It’s a smallish round table with curved legs. The top of the table actually contains a drawer. She told me I could take it, but I wanted to make sure I could find a place for it. I’m going to pick it up in a couple of weeks. When I do I’ll post a picture. I always loved this table and I’m glad to know it’s not gone forever. I think I’ll put it in the living room. Dan’s not so sure about that idea, but he wasn’t really given much of a choice.

So, after working at grandma’s, mom and I toodled over to a nursery to look at plants. There, we got a whole host of plants for the front yard that I planted yesterday afternoon. Ooh, I forgot to mention that grandma had started me a couple of plants that I took with me. About 4:00 yesterday afternoon I set out to give these plants new homes. There were actually quite a few of them. Only the plants that seem rather large were existing plants.

It was tiring work, at one point as I was digging little holes for these guys I hit an ant hill. Gah! I turned the hose on it and tried to drown the little buggers. Not sure how well that will have turned out. All’s well that ends well, though and all plants now have homes. Dan is skeptical at how well they will survive. Given our track record (dead plants: 45, living plants: 4) I can’t say as I blame him.

Oh the irony

I am sitting at ASU right now, waiting for my five screening interviews to begin. This is, of course, not the irony. The irony is from the picture above. As I sit, at a nice shaded table next to the Memorial Union, I am typing on my Apple laptop, right across from the above pictured Microsoft Van. I thumb my nose in their general direction.

What, not ironic enough for you? When it’s YOUR blog, you can be more ironic than me, but until then…[insert vague pithy comment here].

On the topic of said interviews, I’m nervous and antsy. I kind of wish it was time to begin (I have another 40 minutes or so to wait). Once I’m in the interviews I should be fine. It’s the waiting that sucks. Of course, this is true of all things. Luckily, I can kill some time in the hike to the Student Rec Center and another bit of time going to the bathroom. Shoot. With that in mind, why am I waxing poetic (HAH!) on my blog.

Gotta run!

Blogging To Return...Two Care

Yes, yes…blogging is shortly to return to this page. I lost my flow for a few weeks, for which I apologize. Well, actually I lost the will to blog. Every time I thought about doing it, I was filled with a kind of dread. I’m over that now, so hang on to your hats.

Dan and I spent Easter with friends last evening. It was absolutely fantastic. Their kids are adorable and the dinner was delicious. Dan even ate asparagus. Shoot, I even ate asparagus. The rest of the meal consisted of cucumber and tomato salad (with dill, it was delicious), ham, au gratin potatoes (homemade) and hot cross buns. It was nice to see our friends and their respective parents, just a lovely, lovely time. I think we’ll make a habit of that. Plus, how can you turn down the time to get a three-year-old to say “Uncle Dan is evil.” High comedy, I say.

I have roughly four weeks left to go in the semester. Yippie! I’m gonna miss this class and all, but they are tiring!! And they obviously inspire far too many exclamation points. I received a call from my former boss on Easter to let me know that they will be able to employ me for special projects this summer. Yay! That’s one huge worry off my mind (and Dan’s, truth be told). I’m to work 9-1 Monday through Friday, which is perfect.

If you’re curious about what all “special projects” entails, join the club. Merri was telling the job info to JP while he was on the phone with me and they were both unfortunately talking at the same time. I could only understand something about handbell choirs and working directly with Merri…which works for me. However, I better not show up to find that I have to wear a handbell costume and stand on the street. I’ll be cross.

Keep your fingers crossed that I don’t get bad blogging tasted in my mouth again. Cuz that just sucked.