So did you see that episode of "Supernanny" where Jo demonstrated to the mom what it was like for her son with ADHD? Where she gave the mom headphones, turned the TV on, turned the kids loose in the room, and then asked her to read a magazine? Sometimes my work environment is like that. From where I sit, I can hear between 5-8 people's office areas. Sometimes they all talk at once. When clients come in, people tend to congregate in those areas. Fridays are insane. If I ever have a kid with ADHD, I'm all prepared.
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I love that this week, everything is suddenly green. The grass, the trees, the pollen, my snot.....
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Random Friday: the iPod shuffle game
1. "Now at Last", Feist (from Let It Die)
2. "Holy is the Lord", Zoe Group (from Closer)
3. "Sacramento & Polk", Alejandro Escovedo (from The Boxing Mirror)
4. "Hunting Season", David Mead (Tangerine)
5. "Lullaby", Dixie Chicks (Taking the Long Way Home)
6. "Come to the River", the Jayhawks (Rainy Day Music)
7. "Fine and Mellow", Eva Cassidy (Live at Blues Alley)
8. "They Can't Take That Away From Me", Billie Holliday (Love Songs)
9. "Liquid", Jars of Clay (Jars of Clay)
10. "Instant Karma", John Lennon (The Collection)
A pretty good selection, pretty indicative of me on any given day.
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Conundrum solved: we aren't starting the book until the Sunday after Easter, so I can go buy it after Lent is over.
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I love that this week, everything is suddenly green. The grass, the trees, the pollen, my snot.....
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Random Friday: the iPod shuffle game
1. "Now at Last", Feist (from Let It Die)
2. "Holy is the Lord", Zoe Group (from Closer)
3. "Sacramento & Polk", Alejandro Escovedo (from The Boxing Mirror)
4. "Hunting Season", David Mead (Tangerine)
5. "Lullaby", Dixie Chicks (Taking the Long Way Home)
6. "Come to the River", the Jayhawks (Rainy Day Music)
7. "Fine and Mellow", Eva Cassidy (Live at Blues Alley)
8. "They Can't Take That Away From Me", Billie Holliday (Love Songs)
9. "Liquid", Jars of Clay (Jars of Clay)
10. "Instant Karma", John Lennon (The Collection)
A pretty good selection, pretty indicative of me on any given day.
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Conundrum solved: we aren't starting the book until the Sunday after Easter, so I can go buy it after Lent is over.
I need your advice on something. (Well, from those of you who still have blogger accounts, who are becoming very few and far between.)
This year, for Lent, I've given up shopping. If I can't get it at the grocery, I don't buy it. No online shopping, no browsing through clothes stores, and absolutely no setting foot in either Target or Walmart. (Although I do go to Walgreen's, but that's just to save time. I'm still not buying anything I couldn't get at Kroger with an extra 10 minutes.)
Then this past Sunday, our lifegroup decided to do a book study for the next few months. So is it shopping if I go buy the book? If I order it online? Or do I send a friend to Borders with a coupon and my Rewards card? Or is that just sliding by on a technicality? Or am I okay, since it's not me going into a store to wantonly spend money on things I don't need? Since it was, in essence, beyond me to make the decision to purchase this item?
Does it change things that I can, in fact, buy books at the grocery, even if I can't buy this one?
This year, for Lent, I've given up shopping. If I can't get it at the grocery, I don't buy it. No online shopping, no browsing through clothes stores, and absolutely no setting foot in either Target or Walmart. (Although I do go to Walgreen's, but that's just to save time. I'm still not buying anything I couldn't get at Kroger with an extra 10 minutes.)
Then this past Sunday, our lifegroup decided to do a book study for the next few months. So is it shopping if I go buy the book? If I order it online? Or do I send a friend to Borders with a coupon and my Rewards card? Or is that just sliding by on a technicality? Or am I okay, since it's not me going into a store to wantonly spend money on things I don't need? Since it was, in essence, beyond me to make the decision to purchase this item?
Does it change things that I can, in fact, buy books at the grocery, even if I can't buy this one?
When first the day stretched long and clean and new,
And I attacked the piles upon my desk,
As I tried hard not to succumb to stress,
Then treasured I the time I had to use.
But as the day wore on and things got done,
The hours and the minutes seemed to slow.
So until time itself has seemed to grow
Inspired by a lazy, warm spring sun.
The birds outside are quiet, not a peep;
The bees and flies are not around as much.
Nature herself has seen that this is such
A perfect afternoon on which to sleep.
And yet I'm here, with numbers yet to add;
The slowness of the day just makes me mad.
And I attacked the piles upon my desk,
As I tried hard not to succumb to stress,
Then treasured I the time I had to use.
But as the day wore on and things got done,
The hours and the minutes seemed to slow.
So until time itself has seemed to grow
Inspired by a lazy, warm spring sun.
The birds outside are quiet, not a peep;
The bees and flies are not around as much.
Nature herself has seen that this is such
A perfect afternoon on which to sleep.
And yet I'm here, with numbers yet to add;
The slowness of the day just makes me mad.
Is it just me or is there an absolute glut of stinging insects this spring? I swear I've seen more bees and wasps so far this year than in all of 2006. This does not bode well for my outdoor activities this summer.
So my brother showed up at my door about two hours ago, dead drunk. I'm seriously not sure how he was able to walk, let alone find his way to my apartment. He had been drinking since the night before and had gotten into a fight with the girl who was driving him home, so he got out of her car in Green Hills and walked over here. Then he proceeded to pull an unopened fifth of whiskey out of his pocket and get through half of that in the half hour or so he was here. He finally left, in search of "fun people", and I called my parents and we all went out looking for him. My dad found him and took him home, and he's sleeping it off.
I don't really know why I feel the need to put this out here for all of you to read, except that I just don't know how to process it all, really.
First and foremost, he needs your prayers. As do the whole family.
Right now, I'm mostly just pissed. He knows he has a problem, he knows he has a sickness, and he does this anyway. I was so scared that he was going to walk into the street in front of a car, or worse, an MTA bus, or that he was going to go walk into some random person's house and get himself arrested. He wasn't even aware of what time it was, and kept apologizing for keeping me awake, and told me I could go on to bed if I wanted, he'd be fine. At 1:00 in the afternoon. And I know that tomorrow he won't even remember that he was ever here. At least he kept telling me how much I meant to him, and (ala Jo March) that he didn't love anyone as much as his sisters.
To top it all off, I had a bee crawl through the hole between my screen door and sliding door and get into my apartment. In case you didn't know, I'm allergic to bees, wasps, and hornets. As in could-die-if-stung, carry-a-shot-with-me-at-all-times allergic. I opened the sliding door all the way, and the little bugger buzzed his way back outside, but it freaked me out.
It's just been one of those afternoons.
And in all of this, I am reminded so strongly of the grace of God, that we are where we are now. For as bad and frightening as today was, he is doing a lot better now than he was several years ago, when he was also using assorted harder substances. He is so much happier and stronger now, and yet he still has this one area where sin/satan/depression/self-loathing can get a foothold and drive him to drink like he does. But I'm grateful that it's all there is.
I know that I am getting through this (this meaning the last 15 years or so) only through God's power and grace. I am not strong enough to do this alone, but I know I am strong enough to get through this with Him, because I have before. And it is through His beneficence that I have the friends and family (both real-world and blog-world) to talk to about these things.
Things are calm, for now. We're all going to have to take turns working at the store the rest of the day, as the shifts weren't covered already, and on top of this, someone has to stay with my brother to make sure he's safe until he sobers up some. I'm sitting here in the quiet, alone, praying, and while it's not happy or good, it's okay.
I don't really know why I feel the need to put this out here for all of you to read, except that I just don't know how to process it all, really.
First and foremost, he needs your prayers. As do the whole family.
Right now, I'm mostly just pissed. He knows he has a problem, he knows he has a sickness, and he does this anyway. I was so scared that he was going to walk into the street in front of a car, or worse, an MTA bus, or that he was going to go walk into some random person's house and get himself arrested. He wasn't even aware of what time it was, and kept apologizing for keeping me awake, and told me I could go on to bed if I wanted, he'd be fine. At 1:00 in the afternoon. And I know that tomorrow he won't even remember that he was ever here. At least he kept telling me how much I meant to him, and (ala Jo March) that he didn't love anyone as much as his sisters.
To top it all off, I had a bee crawl through the hole between my screen door and sliding door and get into my apartment. In case you didn't know, I'm allergic to bees, wasps, and hornets. As in could-die-if-stung, carry-a-shot-with-me-at-all-times allergic. I opened the sliding door all the way, and the little bugger buzzed his way back outside, but it freaked me out.
It's just been one of those afternoons.
And in all of this, I am reminded so strongly of the grace of God, that we are where we are now. For as bad and frightening as today was, he is doing a lot better now than he was several years ago, when he was also using assorted harder substances. He is so much happier and stronger now, and yet he still has this one area where sin/satan/depression/self-loathing can get a foothold and drive him to drink like he does. But I'm grateful that it's all there is.
I know that I am getting through this (this meaning the last 15 years or so) only through God's power and grace. I am not strong enough to do this alone, but I know I am strong enough to get through this with Him, because I have before. And it is through His beneficence that I have the friends and family (both real-world and blog-world) to talk to about these things.
Things are calm, for now. We're all going to have to take turns working at the store the rest of the day, as the shifts weren't covered already, and on top of this, someone has to stay with my brother to make sure he's safe until he sobers up some. I'm sitting here in the quiet, alone, praying, and while it's not happy or good, it's okay.
Good music is like dark chocolate for the soul.
Deceptively pleasurable, it nourishes and soothes, as well as makes your sensory perceptors dance.
Last night, I was privileged to experience Solas at Vanderbilt. It was fantastic. Today I've been listening to Arcade Fire, the Corrs, and Bob Dylan.
My insides are feeling nice and nutrified.
Deceptively pleasurable, it nourishes and soothes, as well as makes your sensory perceptors dance.
Last night, I was privileged to experience Solas at Vanderbilt. It was fantastic. Today I've been listening to Arcade Fire, the Corrs, and Bob Dylan.
My insides are feeling nice and nutrified.
Praise the Lord and pass the Syncronicity
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The Police have scheduled a show in Louisville on a Saturday night. My prayers have been answered.
Excuse me while I go pay an exorbitant sum to join the fan club so that I can buy the tickets in the pre-sale.
And yes, I know they might still schedule a show for Nashville. I think I could handle seeing them twice, and in fact, I will bitch-slap you if you get in my way to buy tickets to that one.
Also:
(For Adam, and others, who might wonder why I get so giddy about The Police.)
It's about the history. In their own way, and admittedly on a smaller scale, The Police did for rock what the Beatles before them and Nirvana after them did. They took a new experimental sound that was happening in pockets of America and/or England, and they brought it mainstream. They had incredible critical and commerical success. Then after just a few tumultuous years they quit playing together (this is where there is a contrast to, say, The Rolling Stones or U2, whom you can still see at any time). Nirvana and the Beatles will never have the chance to reunify. The Police haven't played together in 20 years. It's a gift from the music gods, and I, for one, don't want to miss this chance.
Excuse me while I go pay an exorbitant sum to join the fan club so that I can buy the tickets in the pre-sale.
And yes, I know they might still schedule a show for Nashville. I think I could handle seeing them twice, and in fact, I will bitch-slap you if you get in my way to buy tickets to that one.
Also:
(For Adam, and others, who might wonder why I get so giddy about The Police.)
It's about the history. In their own way, and admittedly on a smaller scale, The Police did for rock what the Beatles before them and Nirvana after them did. They took a new experimental sound that was happening in pockets of America and/or England, and they brought it mainstream. They had incredible critical and commerical success. Then after just a few tumultuous years they quit playing together (this is where there is a contrast to, say, The Rolling Stones or U2, whom you can still see at any time). Nirvana and the Beatles will never have the chance to reunify. The Police haven't played together in 20 years. It's a gift from the music gods, and I, for one, don't want to miss this chance.
(To the tune of "Bicycle Built for Two" - you know the one that goes "Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do".)
Why I Will Never Be a CPA
Tax prep, tax prep,
I am so sick of you.
All this tax crap
Has made me a loony-loo.
I won’t finish you by Friday;
The day I’m done, I’ll par-tay.
And you’ll be gone,
Across the hall
To the tax guys, who love you true.
Fin.
Why I Will Never Be a CPA
Tax prep, tax prep,
I am so sick of you.
All this tax crap
Has made me a loony-loo.
I won’t finish you by Friday;
The day I’m done, I’ll par-tay.
And you’ll be gone,
Across the hall
To the tax guys, who love you true.
Fin.
Goals I have for my life:
1. To write a novel.
2. To travel to all of the settled continents.
3. To have my name appear in the liner notes of a CD by a major recording artist.
One down, two to go!
(I haven't done any traveling or writing lately.)
1. To write a novel.
2. To travel to all of the settled continents.
3. To have my name appear in the liner notes of a CD by a major recording artist.
One down, two to go!
(I haven't done any traveling or writing lately.)
I have but one brain,
Just two hands, and twenty-four
Hours in a day.
Just two hands, and twenty-four
Hours in a day.
For Vick:
Connor's mushy peas
Did not hold his attention
Like Kinsey's hair did.
For me:
When someone attacks,
And you're not even present,
Just let it roll off.
Connor's mushy peas
Did not hold his attention
Like Kinsey's hair did.
For me:
When someone attacks,
And you're not even present,
Just let it roll off.
So have you seen this weather? From CNN:
CNN meteorologist Chad Myers said the storm system could "potentially be the worst tornado outbreak in years."
John Hart, lead forecaster for the weather service's Storm Prediction Center in Norman, Oklahoma, told CNN high-risk forecasts are issued about three times a year.
High winds at 20,000 feet, a cold front running from Missouri to Texas and Gulf moisture moving northward into the Plains created "a rare severe weather setup," Hart said. "It's a very large system," he said.
I have to fly through this to get to Los Angeles this afternoon, kids. Say a prayer, if you would.
CNN meteorologist Chad Myers said the storm system could "potentially be the worst tornado outbreak in years."
John Hart, lead forecaster for the weather service's Storm Prediction Center in Norman, Oklahoma, told CNN high-risk forecasts are issued about three times a year.
High winds at 20,000 feet, a cold front running from Missouri to Texas and Gulf moisture moving northward into the Plains created "a rare severe weather setup," Hart said. "It's a very large system," he said.
I have to fly through this to get to Los Angeles this afternoon, kids. Say a prayer, if you would.
