Nov 30, 2005

I hate being sick....

I'm trying hard right now not to catch a cold. My sinuses have been gunked up for two days now, and I've missed a couple of early classes on the grounds that I didn't get enough sleep the night before. Oh yeah, and we (my chorus) are supposed to sing at a World AIDS Day function tomorrow night. I hope I can make it! I think I will.

I just don't know why I'm feeling so run-down lately! I'm not excited about school or work or much of anything. I think it's just the pre-Christmas blahs. I'm pretty sure that once I have myself caught up on homework, I'll feel much better. Well, that, and having my Christmas break to spend some time with my dad, and Anton.....EEEEEEE!!!!!! Man I can't wait to see him! I can't wait to show him my own little bachelorette pad, and watch movies and talk and snuggle and all that good stuff....

Gotta head out now, go home and get some more sleep before I have to work on homework for tomorrow morning. *sigh* Oh well, it's not all that bad. And then I can deal with 3 chapters of probate over the weekend. As Garfield used to say, "yippee skip". But I will do it, or else! (Or else I'll feel even worse than I do right now!)

Nov 26, 2005

Happy and sad...

Today the kiddo and I had a totally cool post-Thanksgiving feast. It involved a turkey and some sweet taters and stuffing and corn and the coolest pie on the planet -- and even some fizzy apple/grape drink that we toasted with and drank from glasses meant for red wine. Some day in the not-so-distant future, I will actually let him try champagne for the first time. But 9 is still a little young for that. That's the happy part of the day.

The sad part came courtesy of NPR at around 4:30 this morning. I sleep with my clock radio on so that I can fall asleep to the BBC World Service, and wake up to Morning Edition. Today, the NPR announcer calmly told me in my half-sleep that Pat Morita had died Thursday. I'm surprised at how much it bugged me. I mean, this is just another reminder of how old I'm getting to be. Another part of my childhood gone. Another brick in the wall. (Damn, now I'm just getting morose, huh?) Anyway, I feel like I've lost my sensei -- the guy who made the martial arts seem cool to me, instead of scary. When I start my karate class at the YMCA soon, I shall be thinking fondly of "wax on, wax off" and bonsai trees and catching flies with chopsticks on the first try. Requiescat in pace, Miyagi-san.

Nov 24, 2005

Turkey Day comes to an end...

Thanksgiving was nice this year...it all started with me watching the Macy's parade from the comfort of my couch. Then the kiddo and I spent part of the day with Michael and his mom, watching Animal Planet as we ate. Michael rested on my lap and we horsed around and generally had a lot of fun.

Tomorrow will be turkey day part deux here at home, with turkey and dressing and the trimmings here. So what am I thankful for this year? I'm grateful that my dad is letting me finish school on his dime, and that my kid is pretty neat, and that Rush just released a brand new DVD, and that life seems to be pretty good right now. Oh yeah, I have to do some laundry and homework this weekend, so that I can rearrange my living room and put up our Christmas tree before Sunday's over.

But for now, I am gonna go enjoy the rest of what's left of the day, and then go to bed. Thank you, Universe, for being a cool place to live!

Nov 19, 2005

Oh the joys of procrastination......

So I bought this new book (Visual Quick Project -- Publishing a Blog with Blogger) all about how to make the most of Blogger.....maybe I'll even use it to actually force myself to update this thing more than once a friggen month!

It's about a week before Thanksgiving now, and about a month until I get to wrap my arms around Anton in the flesh for more than 4 years! WoooHooo! I can't wait to see him, and watch Rush DVDs with him, and talk till the wee hours of the morning with him.... He's prepping to take the GRE to get into grad school, and one of the places he's applying is OSU! That would so rock!

I'm gonna go call my kid now, so that we can head to Portland to do some pre-holiday window shopping at the mall. I like hanging out with him, but I hadn't realized that 9-year-old boys could be such buttheads sometimes! :D