steve blogged about it. john blogged about it twice. karen called twice yesterday to let me know how much fun she had. she even says the guest list for next year will go unaltered. she wants the same people at the same space; with the same attitudes!
the weekend was great. the drive to camden was entirely too much fun. i did not venture into the masses much, but i did enjoy my group. the bluegrass band was so much fun. lunch with karen's mother was awesome. it was our first visit since she moved into assisted living. it was difficult to see the changes alzheimer's has caused, but great to see her nonetheless. she's such an amazing woman.
getting home last night and cuddling with philip was another great moment of the weekend. sometimes i just forget how blessed i am. i think i forget a little too often.
*clank, clank, clunk*
philip: i'm in the liquor store *clank* what do we need?
me: vodka, champagne, a hostess gift for karen and beer
philip: i bought five bottles of champagne
philip: one per person
me: american express? is this how we get out of debt
philip: oh wait. here is one for less from wine spectator
me: just get three.
*clank, clink, clunk, clank*
philip: i got four *chuckle*
here we go weekend, here we go!
here we go weekend, here we go!
weather. whether. which weather? can i get an accurate report? each forecast for the weekend in south carolina is different. the local weather person is reporting a high of 63 and 70% chance of rain. weather.com is telling me it will be beautiful tomorrow. i do not know which to believe. can we ever just have consistent, accurate forecasting? in situations like this, i think we should be able to select which is correct. i choose weather.com, whether i am right or not is yet to be seen. what do my travelcompanions think?
i love roadtrips. i mean love 'em. say a prayer for the weekend. praise jesus!
most often, i am a bundle of joy. there are a few exceptions. just to let you know, i can be a little grumpy when i wake each morning. i am also irritable when i'm sleepy. this morning i woke on the RIGHT side of the bed. i was chipper. i was ready. i was rested. i was moving full steam ahead to get ready for the gym.
somehow, philip knows which buttons to push to irritate me. he loves to push the buttons early in the morning. today was no different. but i just rolled my eyes and kept moving. in the gym, he was mocking everything i did. an acquaintance walked up and asked, "are you guys racing or something?" i said, "no. he's just being a freak." philip stopped after that; and i loved it. i've got my new trick down.
lots of other things are going on right now, but i just have not been up for blogging them. nothing bad. i'm just feeling personal with my life lately. maybe it is time to retire my blog. maybe i just need a little vaction. because it is mostly boring me lately.
the word for today is moderation. can you pronounce the word, kids? Mod`er*a"shun can you define it? the act of imposing due restraint. can you use it in a sentence? i will practice moderation in my actions for at least the next three weeks. can you put it to action? time will tell.
the weekend was a wild whirlwind of wackiness. melissa, parker and i took a trip out to visit with my friend karen at the horse show this weekend. my favorite memory of the day with my sister was waiting for the elevator in her building. we both waited for the elevator doors to open, when neither of us had pushed the call button. typical. after a birthday party on saturday evening, we hooked up with DANGER. sunday, being my favorite day, was relaxed. we left the oscar party at bret's early and were in bed by 8.30; asleep by 9.00. love that.
i hope this week zooms. cliff, steve, john, philip and i are off to the cup on friday afternoon. the day will begin at nine. the races last until sixish and then we're going to a party at the farm across the street from karen's. the neighbors are having a band party that evening: bluegrass music (or something). it's going to be a big weekend folks, but we'll be practicing moderation. trust.
after watching cnn, abc and nbc news last night i was eager to sleep. sleep brought unwelcomed dreams. i dreamt of young children running from bombs. they ran in deserts. they ran through city streets. they all seemed so knowledgable in the avoidance of being hit. i remembered the dream in the shower this morning and was a little disturbed...
i went for the annual physical this morning and everything checked out A-O-K. i found the reception area to be quite entertaining. there were no vacant seats. laptops were being pounded by a sea of suited salespeople. pamphlets were pulled from briefcases. the room was primarily pharmaceutical reps. i was one of three patients, in a room of ten people. during my five minute wait, at least three new pharm-reps entered. how annoying was that for the doctors? these people had a whole sub-culture going on, and it was advertised with a big neon sign that flashed ANNOYING!!!!!
in other news, my cousin had a baby girl at four o'clock this morning. her older sister called to give me the news. my sister and i are making a trip to raleigh, north carolina in two weeks to welcome her to the world.
there is nothing like the network being down for a total of 18 hours (and counting). i'm going for my annual physical this morning and hoped to get some things accomplished that piled up yesterday (as a result of the system). it isn't going to happen. the pattern of yesterday's unproductivity flows over into today.
i watched george w. speak last night, and am bracing with the rest of the world today. on the way back from the gym this morning i heard saddam is expected to make an address at some point today. right now, i am overcome with fear of the impending war. war. i cannot believe i am saying that word. it does not feel real. i do not think it feels real to many in my country. i think if it were happening on our soil, it would feel so much more real to ALL americans.
it is difficult to think of celebrating st. patrick's day (not that i would anyway), when today holds so many other things at stake. but that is not enough. we also have the new strain of pneumonia posing a potential "global threat."
i raced through the weekend seemingly oblivious to the threats the world poses today. i ate dinners. i saw friends. i had fun. and today, i feel selfish for it all. when will the waters calm again?
it seems death circles in and out of lives. it slowly begins to swoop closer to your world, because it is your turn. you and yours have been spared the heartache. you have been spared the pain. one day your realize death has not been near. you hear a story of a distant friend. it continues to move more closely.
the hand of the reaper seems to be moving into my world. i heard three stories of distant, yet close deaths yesterday. last night bret called. his brother's partner also passed yesterday. over the weekend a group of us discussed death. death frightens me. for some reason, i have not made peace with my ultimate destiny.
i think part of it is my religious background of hellfire and damnation. if you hear something enough, you may begin to believe it. i think another part of my fear is that i genuinely enjoy life. i have so many things i want to accomplish and enjoy, but am constantly reminded of the limited time. what does it all mean? i don't know. i just know i hope the reaper has circled as close as it will for now.
atlanta was graced with a beautiful weekend, filled with all types of activities. overall it was a relatively self-indulgent weekend. i got my shop on. i got my drink on. i got my dance on. i got a birthday celebation on. i got some more shop on. i got a sunday afternoon porch party on. i got so much on that i am completely drained this morning. i did nothing productive, so today will be spent paying for it.
*i missed the address last night
*if bret says, "he did a good job. i honestly believe he believes what he is saying," he had to do a decent job
*i was with my youthpride small group
*i had one kid show up for the discussion group
*it was disappointing
*we need donations
*i raced from decatur to john's for dinner
*we laughed, a lot
*i woke with a slight headache, not a terrible one... thanks!
it is ash wednesday. and we know what that means. the lenten season is upon us. i am not a person to follow established religion, but this year a sacrifice behooves me.
one year i gave up the idea of giving up anything. but after a carbohydrate indulgent mardis gras, i am officially saying good-bye to all breads, pastas, rices and potatoes until the resurrection. it is the perfect timing. forty days and forty nights to get my body fit. forty days and forty nights to make sure i continue to look nothing like i did at mardis gras two years ago. forty days and forty nights. that is nothing.
anyone want to go to the noon ash wednesday service with me? ring me up, but for now i'm off to the gym.
oh. kay. spring road trips planned. i am particularly excited about the upcoming trip to camden, south carolina. i spent some of my childhood near camden. every week we loaded my horse onto the trailer and drove to my riding lessons. i went to college thirty miles in the other direction. karen, who i used to ride with in college, now lives on a farm in camden. bret, john, philip and i agreed to make the three and a half hour trip for the carolina cup this month.
picture this. a big field. lots of dresses, spring hats, bow ties and drunks. the sun. more drinks. stumble. stumble. stumble. a recently divorced ann mishoe and her new boyfriend. the new mother laura, with her baby and husband. same people. different lives. new fun. jefferson, do you think tom and trey will be excited to see us? are you sure you don't want to fly out for this one?!
so, i kinda drank too much last night. and i am kinda hungover today. and my boyfriend just had me convinced that i slurred a conversation with my mother when we got home. and i was kinda freaked out. and he kinda laughed. and i was kinda relieved. but now i kinda have to get dressed for work and i definitely don't want to.