The awesome Annie Spandex tagged me! She says it's the Over The Top award. Everyone I know is over the top! We are the Over The Top branch of the interweb, and I like it that way.
Rules:
Answer these questions with one word and then hand the award over to others.
Where's your cell phone: N/A
Your hair: shiny
Your mother: busy
Your father: hardworking
Favorite Food: pizza
Dream last night: didn't
Favorite drink: tea
What room are you: office
Hobby: gaming
Fear: ennui
Where were you last night: home
Something that you aren't: stuffy
Muffins: blackberry
Wish list item: cashmere
Where did you grow up: Fresno
What are you wearing: vest!
Your pets: Peachy
Friends: badasses
Something you're not wearing: socks
Favorite store: Target
Favorite color: scarlet
Last time you laughed: morning
Your best friend: CK
Place you go to over and over: Target
Person who emails you regularly: CK
Favorite place to eat: SushiZone
I have never been tagged before, so can I just break a rule and not tag anyone? Rule breakers don't ask!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Lyons
I just got back from Lyons, Kansas. My husband's aunt Mary Kay got married there on Saturday. It was a beautiful event. They're both in their 50's, it's her second marriage, and they were so happy. They held it at the Lyons country club, and put wonderful work into making it inclusive. My husband's dad, who is a judge, did the ceremony, my brother-in-law designed the menu, a family friend did the video-taping, two of Mary Kay's three sons brought their ladyfriends to their first major family function; all of that stuff doesn't come together without someone's careful attentiveness.
Mary Kay is right in the middle (age-wise) of eight children. There were these neat generational lines all partying it up. A couple 80 year olds, a bunch of 50-60 year olds, a bunch of 20-30 year olds, a handful of teenagers, and one baby. The colors were red and black, and Mary Kay was given away by her brother and his partner, Scott. Because, as my husband would say, "Mary Kay never misses a chance to make a statement."
Indeed. :)
Mary Kay is right in the middle (age-wise) of eight children. There were these neat generational lines all partying it up. A couple 80 year olds, a bunch of 50-60 year olds, a bunch of 20-30 year olds, a handful of teenagers, and one baby. The colors were red and black, and Mary Kay was given away by her brother and his partner, Scott. Because, as my husband would say, "Mary Kay never misses a chance to make a statement."
Indeed. :)
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
My Peeps
These are my favorite people in the world.
Photo credit: Russ.
From L to R: Steph, me, Natalie, CK. Awww...
In other news, grad school is so overwhelmingly monopolizing my life, that I can't think straight any more, and I can't sleep through the night either. So. Yeah, blogging is pretty pointless because nothing makes sense any longer. That is all.
Photo credit: Russ.
From L to R: Steph, me, Natalie, CK. Awww...
In other news, grad school is so overwhelmingly monopolizing my life, that I can't think straight any more, and I can't sleep through the night either. So. Yeah, blogging is pretty pointless because nothing makes sense any longer. That is all.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Time Management
If there's one thing I'm learning about the combination of being almost 30, a full time grad student and a full time office employee, it's that time management is crucial. One notably important aspect of managing time in a busy life is leaving room for doing nothing.
It is almost true that I should be reading and studying in every spare minute. However, the three-day Labor Day weekend is providing a respite, and I am taking every advantage. Today I mowed the lawn, watched a movie, went for a walk, sat on the porch and yeah, just generally did nothing. I didn't read. I did drink beers. That is it.
Granted, one other interesting thing about my day today is that it is the first day of Kansas football season. I don't care for American football. I love college basketball, and I like men's soccer (the true football), and that's about all the room I have in my life to pay attention to sports. So why would it matter that today is the beginning of KU football season? Because I live little more than a block from the stadium. Heh. It's been a trip.
My husband and I bought this house in February, and we knew it was going to be crazy come this time of year. People have been asking us if we will sell parking spots. It's a small town and a big sport. Folks come from all the neighboring towns and cities to watch the local college football games. The college kids drink, tailgate, act out, and throw horse shoes. It's not my deal, but I do love spontaneous neighborhood parties. They're weird and neat. They don't happen in suburbia. They smell like barbeque. They start at 11 am and go until the game at 6 pm. It's just oddly interesting.
So no articles, no books, lots of blog reading, lots of general whatever. Letting the mind wander. It needed the fresh air.
It is almost true that I should be reading and studying in every spare minute. However, the three-day Labor Day weekend is providing a respite, and I am taking every advantage. Today I mowed the lawn, watched a movie, went for a walk, sat on the porch and yeah, just generally did nothing. I didn't read. I did drink beers. That is it.
Granted, one other interesting thing about my day today is that it is the first day of Kansas football season. I don't care for American football. I love college basketball, and I like men's soccer (the true football), and that's about all the room I have in my life to pay attention to sports. So why would it matter that today is the beginning of KU football season? Because I live little more than a block from the stadium. Heh. It's been a trip.
My husband and I bought this house in February, and we knew it was going to be crazy come this time of year. People have been asking us if we will sell parking spots. It's a small town and a big sport. Folks come from all the neighboring towns and cities to watch the local college football games. The college kids drink, tailgate, act out, and throw horse shoes. It's not my deal, but I do love spontaneous neighborhood parties. They're weird and neat. They don't happen in suburbia. They smell like barbeque. They start at 11 am and go until the game at 6 pm. It's just oddly interesting.
So no articles, no books, lots of blog reading, lots of general whatever. Letting the mind wander. It needed the fresh air.
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