Coming Up Roses

2006-09-01 - 10:17 a.m.

The new school year is, in a word, busy. But that doesn't mean life doesn't go on. In most important news of all:

BECKTILE IS ENGAGED!

Yay. If she WERE to finally have a blog, I would say visit it and congratulate her. Alas, she does not. And I bug her one more time to do so.

Second:

The Boy is wonderful. Last night, he completely tricked me and threw a surprise birthday party for me. AWESOME. Everyone there was from a group of friends we have, and it was great. I had a tiara, and a magic wand, and a pink and purple cake. Silly presents abounded, and we even read aloud from our favorite historical romance novelist. The waitresses were entertained.

My parents are coming in town for the real day, but I don't think I could have asked for a better birthday. I love family, but sometimes being silly with your friends is the best day you can ask for.

Hope you all have as good a day as I'm having!

Dates are Great

2006-08-22 - 1:38 p.m.

The Boy and I have spent some time together, and it was really fun. We watched some movies in bed (5 Children and It wasn't that great, but it was cute), and we went out to lunch the next day. We even went out with friends to see

SNAKES ON A PLANE!

You need to go see it. Samuel L. Jackson says so.

Ok, so it's not great cinema, but this is something that disturbed me. This article compared Snakes on a Plane to Talladega Nights.

Ok, so a story that is about NASCAR, the whitest, red-neck-iest story with Will Ferrell. Is doing well in America. Surprise.

Snakes on a Plane has one thing going for it that you might miss:

It's missing a lot of racism and sexism. The people on the plane? Are pretty much every flavor and walk of life. And it doesn't matter much what color they are or what gender they are, they either do the right thing or the wrong thing.

It's not the most complex movie. It's not really a good movie. It's entertaining.

But it's also a way to show the movie industry that we don't need a token minority, that women can be strong, that older people can be brave and good. And, as a plus, they also touch on the stupid stereotypes people have about male airline attendants.

Ok, and I not only gripped the Boy the entire time, but my friend on my right, too. The claw-marks are healing, I hear...

Too Much of Not Enough

2006-08-17 - 1:47 p.m.

So I know I said I didn't have enough to do, but the hours always seem to fill. Right now, I'm rewriting a memo as a writing sample. I need to finish up research on another paper and write it. And the apartment can ALWAYS use some straightening. Funny how that works. Idle hands have never been my family's strong suit, unless you count being sucked into a book as idle. But now I'm trying to figure out a plan to get all this done and still relax.

See, the problem I face most of all, is that though I see the Boy every day, he and I are always finding things that need to be done. On the computer, going back to work at night, visiting friends. Not all unpleasant, and once in a while, we can do things together. But we just don't know the meaning of relax. Maybe that's the reason why we get along very well, but it's also why we don't spend an inordinant amount of time just enjoying each other's company. Which, don't get me wrong, we do. Just there's always something else that seems to take a front seat.

Today is Thursday. I should probably spend some time with the Boy by ourselves. Any suggestions?

Dirty Laundry Game

2006-08-16 - 7:32 a.m.

I think one of the most fun things about being in a relationship is the loaded question. Ok, it's fun for the asker, I'll admit.

Yesterday, I started to do the laundry in the dirty clothes basket and noticed something very odd. When he got home, I asked the Boy "Honey, is there a reason that you only washed clothes you were wearing and not the dirty clothes I wore three months ago?* Because I thought you were allergic to nearly EVERYTHING, and this seemed like a bad idea, especially since the laundry basket is in our bedroom. I was just wondering?"

And the blissful part of this? It's not rhetorical. I'd like an answer. Because, for the love of God, WHY? Was he wearing my clothes while I was gone? If so, how did he manage not to rip everything, being that he is almost a foot taller and appropriately wider than me? Do my dirty clothes ward off evil gnomes? Will his clothes refuse to be put into the washing machine before they make contact with my dirty clothes? He was a bachelor once...

The Boy calls this "The Boy Always Loses" game. Fair enough , if he could ever figure out a way around questions like these, I would truly be amazed. But he hasn't to date. Because, really, people do things that don't make logical sense all the time. Granted, the real reason is usually somewhere between "I'm lazy" and "Dammit, I don't have time for EVERYTHING, you psychotic bitch!" But really, does anyone have a reason for things like this? And are we the only couple that plays this game?

* - I know it was three months ago, because I just got back, and it's something I know I left behind.

Clarifications

2006-08-15 - 9:11 a.m.

Since my last entry didn't make this clear:

I actually really want kids. I HATE being told what to do with something that should be my decision. I also am positive that now is not the right moment for the Boy and I to start figuring out how to increase our family, though we have some ideas of how we would want to do that. And those ideas have been met with a great deal of opposition. So I rant, and the rant confused everyone.

In sum: I love kids, and I do, someday, want to be a mom. Sorry for the confusion.

Here's today's post:

I went into work yesterday (job for the school year), and my boss said "take these two weeks off and have fun!"

So it's two weeks of no place to specifically go. Two weeks. Folks, I am BESIDE myself. I have a crapload of stuff to do. But it's going to get done. And that's just frightening to me.

And fun? What the hell is that? I haven't had fun since... since... dammit, this is depressing. Someone tell me how to have fun!

Ok, I do have all this to do:

1) Federal Clerkship cover letters
2) Writing sample
3) Another paper I'm working on
4) Organize the APARTMENT
5) Laundry (to be done tomorrow)
6) Get eyeglasses checked while under warranty
7) Figure out why key locky-thing on car keys isn't working.
8) Mail health insurance deal
9) Figure out funding issues (it's all good, folks, just need to put the paperwork in the right places)

I already redid my website. Any more ideas as to what I can do with this free time?

Minneapolis Monday - DC Monday - 2007-08-06
Okay - 2007-08-02
The End is Here - 2007-07-26
Two Years - 2007-07-23
Screaming to a Halt - 2007-07-21

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