Lookie

Oh, to be in England...

Oooooohhhhh...
I am so impressed.
I love this new theme.
Bob (the professor, not the deceased iPod) showed us a video about Robert Frost and the footage of England in it practically had me in tears.
I need help.
I need a Sugar Daddy.

Our hostel in London was at the King's Cross/St.Pancras stop (the light blue line).
I never got us lost in the Tube.
The only time we got mixed up was when Lissa was the navigator. :)

School is going fine.

I gotta go.
I have to go mingle with the relatives.
*sigh*
I worked six days straight this week.
I'm tired of people.

Waaaahhhh

Bob has gone to iPod heaven.
*bursts into tears*

My life....lately

Alright.
I figured since Emma has been posting after a 6 month absence, I should get on the ball.

So.
Yep.
Life goes on.
Here's a pic of Joanna and I at the BAD party -

She's hilarious.
She has great hair.

School is going well.


There are 3 guys in the Romanticism class.
Go figure.
This is the Schulz Center, home of the Charlie Brown Cafe.


It's so cool that there is Peanuts stuff on campus.

Anywhoo.
That's about it.
I'm not feeling terribly sparkly at the moment.
You'll have to check back.

OH!
I'm afraid Bob is on the downhill swing.
Might have to get a new one.
Something to think about.

Signing off.

A pair

The Soprano and The Alto

Tasha

I swiped these from Amanda's blog.
Is this kid cute or what.
She's like Gerber Baby cute.
I can't believe how cute she is, but considering that she's part Gooch, how could she not be cute.
;)

I love that one!

It's Vermeer time again.

I love Vermeer.
I decided a while ago that if Vermeer had been a composer, he would have been Chopin and that if Chopin had been a painter, he would have been Vermeer.
Yes, I think about things like that.

So, lyrics were in my head and they seemed to fit this particular painting, so there you have it.

I should be in bed.
I was awakened at 1:45 am by a friend who was scared to do death that someone had broken into her house.
An hour and a half later, after I told her to call 911, I was trying to go to sleep again.
To set your mind at ease, the nice officers didn't find anything and everyone is okay.

I gotta go to bed.
Ornament setup tomorrow.
Yay.
*sigh*

Update

So, I was asked to update.

The third and the fourth were nice.
Outrageously nice weather.
Not so spectacular fireworks.

The boys were lovely and I had shakey arms to prove it.
:)

Ornament premiere is this weekend.
Happy happy, joy joy.

I've been having odd dreams lately, for no particular reason I can think of, except that I have odd dreams anyways.
*sigh*

People are so tiresome sometimes.
I apologize if I am tiresome.
Please forgive me.

I made a magnificent cake yesterday.



It's lovely.

There.
I've updated.
Is everybody happy now?

Spider's Web - Katie Melua

If a black man is racist, is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some sense they're all the same.

Because the line between,
Wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread,
From a spider's web.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.

I could tell you to go to war,
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more,
How do I know which is right,
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight.

Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.

Should we act on a blame?
Or should we chase the moments away?
Should we live?
Should we give?
Remember forever the guns and the feathers in time.
Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind

Heroe

Three cheers for YouTube.

I picked this video because *gasp* they're singing LIVE and it's the complete version of the song, not the abbreviated one that they usually use now.
And because it's free of any annoying host gabbing on and on about things we already know.

:)

I caved in and made an appointment to see dear old Doc tomorrow.
This is just getting tiresome.
Two weeks is long enough.
*sigh*

Smackdown

Some days, life is like this...

I know, I know.
I just haven't felt like saying anything.

I had a birthday.
Been sick.
I think mother will soon be threatening me to get me to go to the doctor.
Bah.
I didn't take Nyquil last night.
It wasn't pretty.

Got a very cool teapot for my birthday.
Has Elizabeth I and bunch of relevant men from the period.
Very cool design.

It was hot here last week.
We got a new air conditioner.

I trimmed my fingernails.

I feel and have a big bruise on my left knee.

Two of our keyholders at work gave their two weeks notice, so we're somewhat up a creek.
Yay.

I woke early today because I thought I was taking my father to get his glasses fixed.
My mother decided to take him.

I'm compiling a cd for our Fourth Bash at Pammie and Geno's, which is actually going to be on the Third.
:)

That's about it folks.

OOHHHH!!!!
WAIT!!!!!

I have five words for you -
Daphne Ruben Vega as Fantine.

I leave it at that.
People are DUMB.

Oh! Lookie!

I've been updated.
Let there be great joy throughout the land.

Blah blah blah

I know, I haven't posted in a week.
Oh well.

Here are some pics from Lissa's grad weekend.
I am soooooo tired.
The morons in the room next to us had their tv blaring all night.
When I say blaring, I mean BLARING.
Had to get up at 7 to take her to the school.
I got about 5 hours of very unrestful sleep.
Bah.

And it was blasted hot, thus the case of Shiney Face.

Me and Lissa -






With Grandma - (I look like Quasimado because I had to hunch over...she's short)


The Pose -




I'm tired.
*sigh*

With the munchkins -





Me and Baby :) (he wasn't being very cooperative)

Blah blah blah

I have been at Hallmark for a year now.
Yay for me.

My wisdom teeth are being extracted next week.
I will be officially dumb on Wednesday.

I am meeting up with my Fairy Godmother on Saturday.
Haven't seen her since we went to the Boys in February.
On Saturday we're going to the second public perf of the workshop thingie for Emma. Should be interesting. As long as Uncle Morty isn't there, I'll be happy.

Do I look my age?
Maybe my eyesight is going or something, but I'm having problems discerning a person's age lately.

Garrison is in Yountville tonight.
I love me some Garrison.
He's old enough to be my grandfather.
That's depressing.

There's a card at work that says
"I wish we had back-up singers...other than that, everything is pretty good."
That's how I feel.

Signing off.

Vermeer

Time for Vermeer again.
I love Vermeer.
I have this theory that if Vermeer had been a composer, he would have been Chopin.
If Chopin had been a painter, he would have been Vermeer.
:)