Well, today started out at a loss, a loss of sleep that is ~ why? quite honestly, because I was up blogging all night, till about 4 am. Tsk Tsk Tsk, I know, I know. How does one make it to age 34 and still stay up late all night doing absolutely INANE things? I don't know, but here I am, inanity & all! ( Or would that be insanity,lol)
So ~ I went to bed around 4 am, but I had to get up at 7:30 am to get my husband off to work, and get the kids off to school. Once I had that done, i THOUGHT ( ever so briefly) that I might snuggle into my down comforter and snooze away a wasted morning. But NO ~ such was not to be the case.
And here is where I have to add in a few prior events. Actually, my whole life is filled with ~Prior Event Effects~. I prefer to act on things, rather than be acted UPON, but sometimes that is the long way around, my friend!
Ok, so, about 8:30 am, ( yup, that snuggling was only a synapse on the way out the door of my brain cells) I get a call from a friend of mine. Now, he is my sensei, , and my daughter's sensei, and a friend of the family. (Yes, I take karate, at least, I did until the whole PTO thing got to be rather LOOMING, but when that's over, I will take it up again). And we sat and talked for about an hour or so.
Have you ever heard of a group called Power Hour? Well, my sensei had given me this disc to watch , with a program detailing the events of 911. Or rather, the lack of details on the events of 911. Or perhaps even the DISTORTED details of 911. We're not talking a biased silly little production like Farenheit 911, either. This is very interesting, and can be backed up. I suggest anyone that is interested in the events of 911 take a GOOD LOOK at the Power Hour production. I promise you, it will give you QUITE A BIT to ruminate on.
ANYWAY, after that interesting phonecall, I went downstairs to get something to eat ( no point in going back to sleep now, I was wider awake ) and voila, the kitty wants to eat. So I fix myself a plate of left-over Mexican food, and head on into the front room to take care of a bit of computer work that needs doing. While I am eating, the phone rings again, and it's my Vice Pres, wanting re-imbursed for some carnival goodies.
Then my friend calls to let me know she can't come over and paint today ( Thank goodness, I forgot all about that one! ). I am repainting my upstairs, room by room, and every once in a while, she comes over and helps. She's a treasure!!
Pretty soon, the phone rings again, and this time it's the school ~ letting me know they have some mail for me down at the office. Great ~ only, I can't go in and take care of it, because, OH MY GOSH~ it's almost 11:30, and I am still in my snasty pink nighty, and NO SHOWER! How does this happen? I swear, aliens kidnap me and leave me back into a later hour ~ why can't they get their timing right?? put me back during sleep or something!
Well, I sit down to finish up some of that computer work I should be doing , and I take 2 hours on it, and THEN, ARRGGHH ~ I lose it all. HOW ANNOYING!
Sometimes computers can be TOO aggravating! But, it must be done ~ sooo ~ back to the grindstone. You see, I am working on my husband's genealogy, and have been working on a website to publish it. I FINALLY get it going and guess what ~ ARGH ~ it's already 1 pm, and STILL no shower and that snasty pink nighty! Husband walks in for lunch, and he is NOT impressed. Oh well , can't win them all, I guess.
After he leaves, my neighbor comes over, ( I crack the door open a tiny bit, how EMBARRASSING at being caught with my pants down ( well, nighty on, anyway!).
PLEASE, just GO AWAY! He can see I am uncomfortable, and he just wants to stand there and shoot the breeze. And it's COLD. comee oonnn ~ goooddbyyeee~
Finally, he leaves ( only to come back later on, argh!), and I race up the stairs to get dressed. No shower as yet, but hey, at least the snasty nighty incident won't be repeated.
Good grief~ it's already 2:15 pm, the kids are going to be home from school in a few, and I STILL haven't finished that Mexican food! You would think this would be a guaranteed weight loss plan, but so far, it isn't working.
About this time, it dawns on me ~ oh MMAAANN ~ I still haven't gotten those packages sent off, or the Volunteer List contacted. AND, I haven't listed anything new on eBay since last weekend, when all I did was puch ~relist~. I know there are about 20 to 30 new items I have to photograph and get written up.
And since we had company over the weekend, I never did get any of new pieces of jewelry made either. ( I sell that too.) SHEESH ~ it's feeling like a Monday here!!
Right about the time I sit down to look over my eBay account and see if I won any of the Chinese painting scrolls I was bidding on, the kids walk in from school.
"Hey Mom", my daughter shouts, "The Office lady said to tell you...................."
Greeaaatt~
And, guess what? Once they get home from school, all that happens for the next 45 minutes is homework. (That's the rule, then they can be done and over with it right off the bat.) So, ok, homework done, and the two older kids get home from school. "Hey Mom, You said you would take me to the bank to get................"
Yada yada yada............
uhoh
And now it's almost time for karate, then dinner, then scripture reading, and HAH!~ STILL no shower!
Maybe I will soak in the tub tonight after all the lights are out. I wish I had a laptop, then I could soak and computer at the same time.
Yeah ~ that's what I need ~ one more thing to keep my mind busy ............~
And today was supposed to be a day off................
heh ~ and you think you have it hard, going to work every day, how would it be ~ to sign out at the end of the day and LEAVE it till the next morning when you sign back in?
Can Mothers sign out?.......................
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
one day in my life ~ and this was a slow one!
blog of a redhead ~ true confessions & all that again
Well, here it is, 2 am, and this virgin blogger wants more ~ mmm~ that virgin status just didn't last very long, did it? I sometimes wonder what effect color has on people. For instance, the different colors I am using to type with are no doubt causing your eyes to tell you different things about what you are reading. I have found that color is especially important to redheads. Any of you who have seen a redhead in the WRONG color, and then seen a redhead in the RIGHT color, you certainly know what I am speaking of. Some redheads are amazingly adaptable to all color schemes, ( I believe I tend to fall into that category, for the most part). We are the dramatic redheads. You know, dark red hair, lily white skin, green eyes, and dark red lips. We enjoy contrasts, and look our very best in jewel tones and earth colors. Neutrals become us, as do most any other color scheme out there.
Then there are the other type of redheads. Bright brassy red hair, almost blonde in some cases, tons of freckles, and almost always either brown or blue eyes. These redheads have to be careful in the colors they wear ~ pastels are almost always a BIG NO-NO, and really, with all that color on their skin already ( via the freckles) neutrals are the very best way to go. They can look absolutely stunning in neutrals.
And I have to admit something here~ I ALWAYS notice color. Have you ever been out with friends and secretly thought to yourself ~ WOW, she would look so much better if she could just pull her colors together! ~ Even with best friends.
Just the other day, I was out running errands with my friend ( we do PTO together, I am the Pres, and she is Vice Pres, so you know we get along well) and I kept thinking, ~ You know, she is very pretty, but ~GOSH~ imagine how good she could look if she just tweaked her lip color slightly.
Here is another admission of color~ I plan ALL the wardrobes in my house. I literally color code them all. Now, that doesn't mean they don't have some say in the clothing they get, but I DO strongly hint ( & have from the time they were born, or married). Yes, that means I also buy all the clothes for my husband as well.
Now, I know what you are thinking~ you are thinking I am some sort of ~control freak~, or maybe even a ~dominatrix~, aren't you?
But the truth is, I am NOT. In fact, just the opposite. My motto could very easily be ~ FEW RULES ~HIGH EXPECTATIONS ~. BUT, color is akin to pitch. Have you ever heard someone singing off-key? If you have perfect pitch, it can be the most aggravating thing in the world. ( I know this from experience, it drives me nuts when a song is playing along on the radio, and you can literally HEAR the poor pitch, ARGGHHH.. and they RECORDED it that way!! who the heck was their sound man???) Well, it's the same thing with color.
And especially make-up. Have you ever seen someone with a literal MASK on? It's like Ring-around-the-face, or Kabuki hour! I just have to suppress the urge to run up and start blending in, trying to salvage a bad make-up moment as best as possible. Of course, Nike swoops of blush are almost as bad. And scrawny, over-plucked eyebrows always make me sad ~ it also leads me to wonder ~ what did that person's eyebrows REALLY look like ~ who knows, maybe they were a former mono-brow neanderthal, and the plucked look is really far better. I don't know, I always DO wonder.
Well, anyway, enough for today, for now. ;-D
