Friday, March 28, 2008


1) Star Trek. Yet another topic I am going to put on my list of "Things I'd Rather Not Discuss With My Gynecologist During My Yearly Exam."

2) Mr. Lee got me the Leopard OS X upgrade for my Mac for Christmas last year. I haven't ever really gotten around to testing all of it's awesomeness until last night. Let's just say, I loves it. LOOOOOOOOVES IT!

Thursday, March 27, 2008

This is what happens when a conversation that includes ninjas and Jewish people takes a strange turn:

I can't be held responsible for the things that my mind randomly comes up with. For this, I blame the Kenny.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

I'm curious... What do you fine people think on this subject? Seriously, I want comments.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

OK. Now, before you watch this, let me just clarify something.

This video is slightly embarrassing. This video is of me.

I was in the 11th grade. As one of the few people at my school who would ever get out in front of a crowd and do anything, I was often asked to sing at different events. This happens to be the night I sang during the intermission of our school beauty pageant. I have no illusions that I sounded that great, nor do I count this among my most impressive moments, but it was just recently converted from VHS to digital, so I thought...why the heck not.

I thought that those of you who love me might get a kick out of seeing what I was like when I was in high school. I also thought you might enjoy laughing at my expense. You will laugh...of that I have no doubt. Just know for certain that I sing much better these days and I rarely ever do strip teases anymore. Just FYI.

I love spring! Granted, in North Alabama, Spring is a terribly schizophrenic time of year - weather wise. It's cold, it's hot, it's cold, it's warm, it snows and rains and finally BOOM, flowers everywhere! I have terrible pollen allergies, but if I take my medicine, it isn't so bad.

I meant to have some pictures to post today, but I didn't have time to burn a disk to bring to work. Saturday I looked outside and saw our yard blooming, so I took my trusty Kodak and got some really nice snaps of the wildflowers, Bradley - our pear tree, and Mika our "popcorn tree." Yes. I name my trees. Don't judge me. I'll post some of the pictures soon.

In the afternoon, he weather was so warm and nice that I hated to sit inside, so I grabbed my multi-purpose blanket thingie, my camera, my iPod and went to hang out with my boys in the backyard. They get confused when I come outside because I do it so rarely, so they tried to help me spread my blanket by walking on it. They were also curious about my camera and iPod, so they took their time sniffing both of them before losing interest. Bear is very selfish of me when I go outside, so Butler had to go hang out by the fence and not provoke retribution. Bear decided that I should only pay attention to him, so he flopped onto my pillow and rolled over to have his tummy scratched, and I, of course, did it. I'm a sucker for dogs, I can't help it. If I stopped scratching him for any length of time, he would stand up and bat me with his paw. That sucker has some sharp, stabby claws! At one point, I was trying to ignore him and enjoy the sun, and he batted me across the face. My nose has a long scratch on it now. BOO! I was finally able to get a good picture of Bear, though. He doesn't usually photograph well since he's almost completely black, but the angle of the sun was just right and you can finally see his cute face. I wish I could get a picture of his "Border Collie Smile" but he tends to want to eat my camera if I point it at him too long. Poor Butler just did his own thing. I tried to call him over, but he just ran along the fence and barked at stuff. He was happy, so I left him alone.

Soon it's going to get hot and I'm not going to want to go outside at all. I hate hot, humid whether. I always have. When I get hot, it makes my stomach hurt. I know that sounds crazy, but it's true. My aversion to hot weather would make more sense if I were lithe and delicate, but it seems strange for someone built like a female tackle. You can ask my mom, though. Strangely enough, the drier heat out west doesn't do that to me. I just don't like that kind of hot, but at least it doesn't make me sick! YOU'LL HAVE TO TRY HARDER TO KILL ME MR. LEE! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAaaaaaa.

Anyways, Saturday was a beautiful day. I went outside. Go me.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Happy Birthday, Mr. Shatner!

Even though it turns out you are an insufferable ass in person, as long as I can pretend you are as awesome as Capt. Kirk, as lovably strange as Denny Crane, or as T.J. Hooker, I'll still love you!

Live long and prosper, indeed.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

I have this idea that I like to call the "Nexflix Theory."

If you and your significant other have a Netflix subscription, go and look at the cue. The movies placed on the list by the other person have a direct relation to the amount of time they want to spend with you. If their movies are movies you both enjoy, then you are good! If they are movies that only they enjoy, then it's bad.

I just looked at our movie cue, and it has become apparent to me that Steve must want a divorce.

Dear God, he's in there watching a really, really, really bad movie called Collier & Co.

I'm not kidding, it's really very bad. It's so bad I had to leave the room. The fact that I can still hear it makes me want to shove a pencil up my nose, pointy end first, and slam my face into the top of my desk.

I've had a bit of down time at work the last few days and I've come across some places you guys might enjoy! I hope so, anyways! :)

1) I've always wondered what the words to this song were. It takes a second to load, but it's worth it.

2) I'm seriously thinking of ripping off this guy's idea.

3) If you work in an office, or heck, with other people, you've probably seen a few "Passive Agressive Notes."

4) A co-worker told me about this site. You can watch TV shows and Movies online for free!

5) Snarky movie reviews. Just the way I like them.


Tuesday, March 18, 2008

This one is for Steve:

Maybe next time I should make one of the BELL witch?

Monday, March 17, 2008

Well, I met my mom's boyfriend Friday night. I never thought I'd be saying that without ending my story with "...and as soon as my dad gets bail, we are scheduled to be on the Jerry Springer Show a week later."

Actually, I don't know if she considers him her boyfriend, but he's the man she's been going out with every once in a while. He's a really nice man, from what I could tell. I went over to stay with my brother after work while they went to dinner, and I finally got to meet him. I'm not sure what he was expecting about me, but my mom said he kept on telling her "You have a sweet little daughter." I'm glad he didn't think I was a screeching harpy, at least! :) They didn't stay out very long, so Tommy and I didn't have a chance to get into any trouble. We just ate McDonald's and watched cartoons. It was very mellow.

I didn't do much else this weekend, really. I slept a lot when I should have been cleaning, but I don't care a bit. I made cupcakes from scratch, but forgot to put the baking soda in them, so they didn't rise very much, but they still tasted good! I also started my window project for the bathroom. Steve replaced the old window in the front bathroom, but we had thrown out the window blinds a while ago, so there is currently nothing in front of the window. I hate that, so I got some of that "Stained Glass" paint and have copied a Frank Lloyd Wright window and am currently trying to transfer it to the window in the bathroom. If it turns out well, it will look good! I hope I don't screw it up!

Sunday night I sang during the evening service. Steve picked out the song "He Is Alive" for me, and I've been holding on to it for a while until I got a chance to sing near Easter. It was a hard song to learn and I didn't feel very comfortable with it at first! It's not like a regular song with refrains or choruses. It's a long song that tells the story of the resurrection from Peter's point of view. I had to have all of the words in front of me, and I still lost my place once, but it wasn't bad. I think I might have offended two ladies somehow because they walked out in the middle of my song and didn't come back until I was finished. I feel bad if that is the case. Oh well, I was able to do the song and everyone else seemed to enjoy it.

That was pretty much my weekend. So, there you go. :)

Sunday, March 16, 2008

1.ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? I have one on my right leg, above my knee, where a xylophone collapsed on me during a football game. Not a very bad ass way to be scarred, but certainly the funniest.

2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? A shelf with some wedding stuff on it and flowers from my dad and mother-in-law's funerals. A bunch of dried flowers, a shelf of girly lotions and an antique print Anthony gave me for Christmas.

3. DO YOU SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH, OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP? I lightly snore - no matter what Steve may say - and I talk sometimes.

4. HAVE YOU EVER MADE OUT IN A MOVIE THEATER? Heck yes! Lots of times. I had to see Forrest Gump twice before I got everything. :)



7. WHAT DO YOU MISS? Kisses, certain friendships being the way they used to be

8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION? I don't really have one. I'm not a "stuff" person.

9. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5' 4"



12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY? Kenny, but not because he did anything bad. We talked about stuff that made me think of other stuff later and that other stuff made me sad. Totally not his fault.

13. WHAT’S YOUR WORST FEAR? Being a burden to anyone. I don't just mean a physical burden, but an emotional burden. I don't want to wind up being that person someone stays friends with just because they wouldn't want to hurt my feelings.

14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX? Brown or black. It used to be red, but not anymore.


16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK? It depends on how much energy I'm going to need.

17. FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING? I'm not fond of pizza, but I guess it would be spinach.



20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH? Only goldfish crackers.

21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? I don't know right off the top of my head.

22. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH? Yes! Who doesn't?

23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED? I don't know.

24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND? At this point, I don't care as long as it fits.

25. WHAT KIND OF CAR DO YOU WANT? One that runs and doesn't cause problems.

26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW? Two doggies!

27. WHAT KIND IS IT? Butler is a Labrador Retriever, Bear is a Catahoula Leopard Dog/ Border Collie.

28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING? Of course! Love doesn't care where they live!


31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES? I don't care, really.

34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA? Yes, Canada and Mexico. I want to see so much more, though.

35. YOUR WEAKNESSES? Chocolate, puppies, men who smell good

36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS? Yes, and I've made an ass out of myself every single time.

37. FIRST JOB? Snow cone girl. I made snow cones.

38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL? Yes. I miss it. Darned caller ID.

39. DO YOU THINK EVERYONE OUT THERE HAS A SOUL MATE? More than one. Souls have many facets. It would be boring if there were only one person for everyone.


41. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY? Indeed, but a long time ago.


43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? Yes, on my front two teeth only. It was sexy!

44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY? Not to destroy anything or be destroyed.

45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT? I don't want any. None. Zero. Maybe two, if I change my mind.





50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? No! It's fairly terrible.

51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Baloney, as long as I don't look at the ingredients.

52. ANY BAD HABITS? Self doubt, worrying about things I can't control, leaving dishes in the sink too long, losing things.

53. ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON? In some cases, but I really don't like that about myself and I try not to be. It doesn't always work.

54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? I have a feeling I might annoy myself.


56. DO LOOKS MATTER? Maybe at first, but I believe when you like someone, you stop looking at how they look on the outside. Seriously, that isn't just my suck-up answer.

57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER? I blog. I also seethe and occasionally I throw things at Steve.

59. WHAT’S YOUR MAIN GOAL IN LIFE? I want to be happy and make the people I love happy.

60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD? My barbies. I was a Barbie freak.



63. DO YOU USE SARCASM? Who me? Never <--- See what I did there?

64. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE? Is it wrong to say both, preferably layered in a casserole dish and smothered in bacon?

65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL? Someone who can laugh and be silly with me, kindness, courtesy, someone who has an honest desire to get to know me and stick around even when I act weird.


68. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW? Probably Lost and The Office.

69. WHAT’S THE BEST WAY TO DEAL WITH YOUR ENEMIES? I'd love to give the Christian answer to this, but I've always just made sure I exploited their weaknesses.

71. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES? Currently, but as clumsy as I am, I am probably going to lose one sometime.


73. PLANS FOR TONIGHT? Watch Torchwood and do a load of dishes.



76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO? Angry barking dogs

77. Last thing you drank? Sierra Mist

78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? The little girl across the street from my mom.


80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? read, make stuff for my friends, play on the internet

82. FAVORITE MONTH OF THE YEAR? January. There is a sense of new beginnings, even if we don't make them.

83. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CANDY? Do I really need to answer this? Chocolate!


85. HAIR COLOR? Chestnut brown

86. EYE COLOR? Dark brown, almost black.


89. FAVORITE RESTAURANT? Sazio's Italian Restaurant.

90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI? Not so much.

91. LAST THING YOU WATCHED? Part of a NASCAR race (against my will.)

92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? April 25th. It's not too hot, not too cold, and all you need is a light jacket.

93. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS? Clarinet, piano, xylophone, and I play a mean air guitar.

94. REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT? I don't claim to be either

95. KISSES OR HUGS? Kisses

96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? Relationships. Steve frowns on the one night stands.

97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? Orange Juice, lip gloss and Tic-Tacs

98. DO YOU HAVE A LOW SELF ESTEEM OR A HIGH SELF ESTEEM? Fairly Low, but I pretend I think I'm awesome so as not to be annoyingly emo-ish

99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? - The Good, The Bad, and the Mad - Unusual People in American History

Thursday, March 13, 2008


Along with any recipes for asparagus, could someone give me a good recipe for crow?

The guys whom I thought would not be helping me with a job today did indeed help me.

However, to be fair, I was told they wouldn't be there by someone who should have known better than me. Please don't think I just seethed for no reason.

Carry on. Nothing more to see here.

1) Sorry about that last post. I had been thinking about something that happened at work yesterday and finally just had a moment of disgust. You know, when someone says they will help you with something, they should do it. I mean, sure, there are times when it just isn't possible because something important comes up, I get that. I just don't appreciate being lied to. If you aren't going to help me, don't let me think I can count on you. JUST SAY SO! Damn.

2) I'm having trouble with my e-mail here at work. Some people, real people that I know and love, have been redirected to my SPAM folder. I still get SPAM in my inbox, but not messages from friends. No matter what I do, I can't seem to figure out why. After working on it yesterday, I sent a few e-mails out asking them to reply to me to see where the mail wound up, I got nothing. So unless those people just ignored my pleas for a reply, I may not be getting their mail anymore at all. I hope that's not the case. It's one of the few things I have to get me through the day! I also really don't want to call the IT guy up here. The new guy freaks me out a little.

3) I bought asparagus the other day! However, I have no idea how to cook it. Anyone?

4) I bought a pair of Crocs the other day and I love them! No, not the ugly, garden-clog looking kind, but a pair of cute ones with canvas uppers. They feel so good it's almost obscene.

5) Steve is taking this whole week off for vacation. He didn't go anywhere, but he's been doing man work around the house and trying to relax. Personally, I didn't think it was possible for Steve to relax, he's always so tightly wound up. He has problems with high blood pressure, so maybe just not being at work will help him a bit. Hopefully, anyways. So far he's mowed the lawn and replaced the railing on our front stoop. He has a funny way of relaxing! :) I wish I got paid vacations. I want to go somewhere and still pay my bills.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008



That is all.

Yesterday I found some easy recipes for Japanese food that I could make ahead of time and pack for lunches. Nothing fancy, though. I've been reading about bento boxed lunches and like the fact that they are basically small portions of foods with a lot of different variety. A lot of Bento lunches are very elaborate and cute, with food made into animals, shaped rice, and things cut into shapes. I don't want to get that fancy with my lunches, but I was mainly looking for something more interesting than what I normally bring. One of my daily reads is a blog called "My Lunch Can Beat Up Your Lunch" where the writer bascially takes a picture of her bento lunch every day and posts recipes and things. I was intrigued! I found a couple of recipes on her site I thought would be good. I made a list of a few things I'd need to buy in addition to my regular grocery items, and bought them when I stopped at Target after work. My problem is, now I can't remember which recipes I looked up and I have no idea what to do with the stuff I bought yesterday. I could go through all of the recipes on her site, I suppose, but not only would that take forever, I really only bought staples like rice and wonton wrappers - which are in more than one recipe to begin with. Oh well, I am just going to have to get creative. I'm good at creative.

Monday, March 10, 2008


FRIDAY: I spent the day running around making signs. Stupid me had gotten a request for some things a couple of weeks ago, and either I stroked out or I am the most oblivious person alive, because I apparently only read the first line of that request! Oy. It was an extensive list, too. :( However, in the true fashion of awesomeness, I finished everything that was requested and a few other things. Take a minute to bask in my glow. Heeheehee. Of course, all good things must come to an end. At some point during the afternoon I had a good, old fashioned anxiety attack. That is the complete opposite of awesome, which I'm sure you know if you've ever had one of them. Usually I can calm down fairly easily, but this one just went on and on. Since the weather had gotten messy, and my mother's date cancelled, I went home and did my best to unwind from it. I had been invited to what turned out to be a great party, but the weather and my state of mind prevented the travel. I'm sorry I missed it, though. When I got home, I took two of my Zoloft pills (low dosage, don't worry.) However, I have been trying very hard to ween myself off of them. I hate them. I mean, sure, they keep me from wanting to beat people to death with French bread, but they have some bad side effects for me that I want to be rid of. I'm down to taking only 1 pill every 5 days or so. When I took two at once, that didn't sit well for my body. Not only did it do nothing to calm me down, it made me feel like I had the flu. Fun stuff. :)

SATURDAY: I didn't sleep well the night before (one of the pill's side effects) so I was kind of blah the next morning. I was still very tense from the anxiety attack, but it was starting to fade. I needed to get my oil changed in a bad way, so I took Lois to the local Express Oil Change and let them do their thing. Everything was fine until I looked up and saw that my car was surrounded by about 6 different mechanics, all looking confused. That is never a good sign. One of them kept dipping his finger into some kind of black sludge and showing the other guys. I couldn't see where it was coming from, so I just assumed it was oil. He dipped his finger again and brought it over to me and asked if I had seen it before. I said "Is it oil?" He said, "No, this came out of your coolant tank." Ewwwwwwww. I don't know anything about cars, but I know that a coolant tank shouldn't have black sludge in it. I still don't know what it was, but they had to flush my coolant system. What should have taken about 20 minutes and $35, stretched to an hour and $130. BOO! I had planned on going to the grocery store, but with the extra money I spent at the oil place, I had to go home and re-evaluate my shopping list. I decided I could wait on the groceries, so I had lunch and watched the Rob Zombie version of Halloween. It was actually really good. I mean, sure, it was disturbing and more than a little violent, but it actually sort of explained Michael Myers problems and made him more of a sympathetic character. If a purely psychopathic killer with no conscience can be sympathized with, that is. It's probably horror movie fan blasphemy, but I think I liked it better than the original. I fell asleep after it was over and had a good little nap. Steve had been gone all day, so when he came back he told me we were meeting Josh at P.F. Chang's for dinner at 9:00. We had so much fun! Josh brought a friend of his from church and Steve, Anthony and I got to know him. His name is Ben and he's really nice. :) By the way, P.F. Chang's is yummy. We closed the place down and even had a good long conversation with our waiter. I think his name was Kyle. It was late when we got home, so I went directly to bed.

SUNDAY: Went to church, of course, then to mom's for lunch. We came back home, went back to church and then had dinner with Steve's dad. Sundays are very food oriented, as you can tell.

Oh, yeah...
In case you were wondering, the congratulations from my last post was for my cousin, Greg. He just got a new and better job! I just thought it would be funny to not mention who it was for since my whole post was about inside jokes. Not that it was a joke or anything, though.

Shut up, I thought it was funny.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Imagine for a moment you know this really great person.

Now, imagine you're having this great conversation and something is mentioned, and you're sort of like "YAY! I have an inside joke with this person!" and then you're really happy because, let's face it, who doesn't like to have inside jokes. Especially with really awesome people.

OK, several months pass and you still occasionally get a private giggle out of this inside joke. It's not something you and the other person talk about unless it's in code, but it's there.

Then imagine doing some really mundane task and not thinking about anything in particular, just going through the files of your mind, and your brain hits upon this inside joke. While you're sitting there having another private giggle, you suddenly realize that the joke had nothing to do with you in the first place! You totally took what was said out of context. It's not that anyone said "You moron, that joke didn't have anything to do with us! I was talking about someone else all together." It's just one of those things that dawns on you when you look at the whole picture. Not only that, but you realize that when you take what was said IN context, it was not only unfunny, but would have completely disappointed you and pissed you off in the first place.

Then imagine being embarrassed, just like me. *groan!* :) It's out of complete shame that I am not going to specify, just know I'm feeling really stupid right now.

Oh, and OT: By the way, congratulations.

1) Steve and I went to see "Fool's Gold" last night. It wasn't a cinematic masterpiece, but it was a fun movie. It also never hurts to see Matthew McConaughey (a.k.a Texas Man Candy) without a shirt on. :) Granted, he always looks like he needs a bath, but he's awful purty. It made me want to learn to SCUBA dive. I was going to take the class that the dive instructor for Space Camp offered, but she did it last May on Sundays. With graduation and a couple of other things I couldn't get out of, I had to miss it. Boo! Well, maybe one day. I say that a lot, though. It's not that I don't have the desire to do things, but it usually becomes inconvenient.

2) Tonight I'll be staying with my brother, Tommy, because my mom has a date. A date. My mom. I'm not upset about it or anything, it's just weird. She actually asked me if it would be OK to go out with this man, whom is an old high school boyfriend of hers. I know she was asking to make sure I wouldn't be upset about it, but I didn't really know what to say. I mean, she's my mom...she can do whatever she wants in my opinion. However, part of me (the evil part that peeks out every so often) wants to tell her she has to be in by 8:00 and if they stand by the front door for more than 5 minutes before coming in or him leaving, I'm going to come out and clear my throat and tell him that I think it's time he was going home. Paybacks! :) I also know that she asked me to stay with Tommy so I can meet Grant, even though she didn't say that. It would be much simpler for my sister to come and stay with him since she lives about 10 minutes away, but I don't mind doing it at all. I'm fine with that, but I hope she isn't too worried about my opinion. I'm sure she wouldn't go out with someone that wasn't decent, plus, I tend to be more honest than some people appreciate. If I don't like him, I'll tell her. At any rate, color me a bit weirded out today.

3) I just found out the other day that I like asparagus. I'd never had it before. I'm glad there is another vegetable out there that I don't find revolting. There is hope for me yet!

4) I want to hold a puppy. I don't have to keep it, I just want to hold it.

5) After thirty years of being alive, and being able to read for 27 or so of those years, I finally realized the other day how to read the word "malevolent." I know this word, I can say this word, and I know what this word means. However, I have always read this word as "male-violent" which didn't make sense, but I didn't think anything of it. Now I get it. Go me!

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Whew. I finally have a few minutes! Work has been busy the last couple of days. Amazingly, it isn't because I've had a lot to do, but the things I've been doing have taken a long time. I had to completely redraw a PLSS (Portable Life Support System) diagram for one of the new exhibits, and it took a whole day on its own. It didn't look that complicated when I started, but good Lord!

Anyways, I wanted to tell you about last weekend since I got to spend it with Brother Josh! Yay! I haven't seen him since he left for his Novitiate in July and I've missed him terribly. He's on the first of his "Am I Sure I Want To Do This" visits back home. He surprised me at work on Friday and I all but tackled him in the hallway of our offices. We hung out for a while and then agreed to meet for coffee later that night since he had to go to mass.

He's changed since he's been gone. He has gotten so skinny, wears Jesus sandals and hugs everyone he meets instead of shaking hands. It's fun to watch him hug people who aren't expecting it. It's like being at one of my family reunions. Some families drink, my family hugs.

Steve, Me, and Anthony met up with him at a cafe near the school he used to be principle of and he told us all about his new life out in Colorado. He seems genuinely happy and glad he made the decision to join up, so I'm glad for him. We didn't stay out long because Anthony had to work the nest day and Josh had some kind of prayer thing t attend the next day, but he asked me if I would go with him to Cullman the next day so that he could visit the St. Bernard Abbey.

I picked him up from St. John's the next morning and he was dressed in his habit. He explained all the pieces of it to me, but I can't remember the names of them. It was all white except for his belt, rosary, and Jesus sandals, which were black. We decided that it wouldn't be a problem for him to wear it in Cullman since there is a monastery there, plus it kind of looks like a Klan robe, so he'd be safe either way! I took him to lunch at All Steak because he had been jonesing the orange rolls for months! We got seated and had a "Bless His Heart" moment with the waiter. Well, we had two of them, actually. Josh was feeling kind of uncomfortable because he doesn't normally wear his habit unless he's doing some official God business, so kind of out of nowhere he asked the poor waiter, who was probably all of 17 years old, "Look at me. At first sight, do I look like a crazy person for wearing this or do I look like a Klan member?" The kid actually said he looked like a Klan member! Then he kind of backtracked when he realized he was a Brother, so I kind of felt sorry for him. :) Once we had our orange roll fix, we headed off to St. Bernard's to visit the gift shop of the Ave Maria Grotto. Josh was looking for a new crucifix, and I just kind of browsed around. I have little use for rosaries, but they have an impressive selection of candles and condiments made my monks across the country! Josh apparently met an elderly monk while shopping and made arrangements to go back later in the week and pray with them. Josh misses his community. I guess it feels like he's left his family behind for a while. While we were there, Josh wanted to visit the abbey cemetery, so we headed off that way. The path leading down there is also the path with the stations of the cross down each side. We saw one of the Benedictine brothers doing his stations, so Josh smiled and waved at him. The brother looked Josh up and down but didn't smile, wave, or anything. It was actually kind of funny. Their habits looked almost exactly the same, but Josh, being Dominican wears all white, and the Benedictine guy wears all black. I had a complete "Spy vs. Spy" moment and cracked up. I was kind of disappointed no one threw a bomb!

He didn't find what he was looking for, so we headed back to Huntsville to look in another store. Apparently Josh has this idea that since I'm not Catholic, that I am completely uncomfortable around the trappings of his religion. He kept asking me if I felt sacrilegious being around the saints and stuff. I finally had to tell him that we do worship the same God, so no, I was not feeling particularly sacrilegious simply being in a Catholic bookstore. Jeez. We headed back to my house because we were meeting Steve and Anthony again for dinner at Bridge Street since Josh was gone before it opened. He said he couldn't wear his habit, so he wanted to change and do one of his novenas (?) before we went. I just took a nap.

Since the place he had planned on having dinner at had a four hour waiting time, we wound up having dinner at this swanky new restaurant called "Dolce." It was a place I had been wanting to try, but it hadn't been open since the last time I was in Bridge Street. It was small, dark, had a hipper than thou, although very nice, wait staff, huge plasma screens playing videos of fire and embossed leather covered tables. The food was expensive, but good, and I really liked the atmosphere. Well, except that I felt under dressed. The bathrooms had black toilet paper! I had to take some out to show to Steve, but don't worry, I was very discrete. :) After dinner we strolled around the shopping area. Josh and I went into the spa and got a tour of the place by the third gayest man I'd ever personally met. He assumed that Josh and I were a couple, and since it seemed more trouble than it was worth to explain, we said nothing. He kept telling us how we could get a couples package and do this and that in their couples rooms. We just got a good smirk or two out of it. The last place we went was a jewelry store. Josh wanted to pick out his convocation ring, which is basically just a wedding band. He walked into the store and yelled "I need a wedding band!" The ladies working there took one look at us and went "AWWWWWWW!" Then Josh looked at me and said "Not for her. I need one." They all looked a little shocked at that. I finally had to explain he was going to marry Jesus, and only after I said he was becoming is priest did they finally get it. I helped him pick one out: 4mm white gold, plain.

Heeheehee. I know this is probably a bad way to describe this, but being a woman and having a priest, or Novitiate priest as the case may be, as a close friend is kind of like having a gay best friend. You feel totally comfortable going places and doing anything with them, people usually think your dating, you can talk about anything without being uncomfortable, they are fun to shop with and you know you will never, never, never want to have sex with them. It's a lot of fun!

The next day I went to church, of course, but I was sick. We had lunch with mom and then I went home and slept. I guess it was being outside all the day before breathing in the first grains of pollen. Who knows? Anyways, the weekend was full and fun, so there you go.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Bleh. I had a very busy weekend as well as what has turned into a very tedious week. I'm going to tell you about it, but not right now. I'm just too...bleh.

However, just so you know I'm still alive, here's a picture of me. Photoshopped beyond recognition, but still, a picture of me. Enjoy.

I should probably look into these self loathing, not-willing-to-show-real-pictures-of-myself issues one day. :)

OH! While I've got you here, and before I go to bed, I just wanted to let you know that my mom's test results came back and they were clear of cancer! I'm so glad. Apparently what they found on her mammogram was an "overlap of tissues" which looked bad but turned out to be nothing. Thank you for your prayers!