brothers and sisters, unite.

before i began procrastinating and er-watching last night, i went to borders to pick up the new patty griffin record, 1000 kisses, and they were sold out. boo. so, i purchased the soundtrack to the hit tv show, roswell instead. i've never seen the show, but apparently it is good (or at least its episode song-pickers are) since it boasts such artists as dido, coldplay, ivy, travis, sheryl crow, sarah mclachlan (who just had her first child the other day. a girl named india...) et cetera.

definitely not patty griffin, though.

anyway. it is off to chicago in a few short hours for a weekend of fun and boyfriend's-family-meeting (which i am anticipating will also be fun).

i have not been to chicago since my 10th grade chorus trip (during the aformentioned brown eyeshadow days). hopefully, i will find more entertaining things to do than posing for pictures with yoda at fao schwartz.

crap. forgot to pack.
i'm out...
peace yo.

bloggyblog.

tonight, i am procrastinating. everything that i am supposed to be doing is shoved in a corner of my bedroom. do not tell.

i did watch er this evening, though i knew it was a repeat, and worse, an episode i had seen before. simultaneously, i unpacked books and put together bedroom furniture from my recent move. and of course, i found old photo albums and glanced through them with a critical eye, judging my evolution of character by former makeup and clothes habits. i am a much better person now, i decided: i got rid of all the brown eye shadow. alleluia.

so, now it is nearing 11:30 and i've got the candles lit and lights off and music quiet. it's a good night for thinking, doing, writing something worthwhile, and maybe it will come. maybe.

or not.

see here.

ahem ahem. you can now comment on whatever i say here. this blog is not about me; it's about us.

so. do not be shy.

i saw sparks.

i have a nearly four-year-old nephew named bob who has enormous, blue saucer eyes, and a strange obsession with vacuums. since he was a wee boy, he has loved to spend hours sitting with the family hoover, pushing buttons and taking apart attachments. santa claus or my sister, peggy, gave him a child-size hoover for christmas last year, and he makes sure to have it at the foot of his bed every night: his guardian angel.

yesterday, the 'big' vacuum blew up. after billowing smoke and sparks, peggy laid the hoover to rest in the garage, and immediately set out to replace it.

bob cried.

a sears associate regretted to inform my sister that their particular model of vacuum is no longer made.

bob cried.

after hours of searching, peggy brought home a new vacuum--with a name like 'cyclone'--and bob sat at a safe distance as she assembled it. he didn't want to be in the room as she tried it out.

he needed to grieve his loss, she said.

dejected for two hours, bob sat in his room, quietly.
then, he asked to play with the new vacuum by himself for awhile.
peggy said sure he could. warily, he touched the handle and pushed the vacuum around the living room for a few minutes. then, he put it away in the closet, and told peggy, "ok mom."

and all is well. bob and the cyclone have bonded.
this is my family.

one. two.

this evening was fantastic for two reasons:

one. i got an hour-long massage at essential therapy (note: essential) and also got to "have a sauna", as my massage therapist likes to say.
for once, i admit that i am happy to feel like complete jello.

two. i had fantastic tiramisu at pizza perfect afterward. although served in a plastic, "this can't be good" container, this tiramisu redeemed plastic containers everywhere. i am now going to reconsider those plastic-bound sandwiches, potato salads, et cetera.

what a night.

i am the person of the day.

so, i had to fill out a survey to appease the godheads of my company yesterday, and for the sake of looking busy for as long as possible, i answered as though they really wanted to know. well, now i am the girl of the day for the company today. i am a star. everyone can read about me. and so can you.

1. What would people be surprised to know about you?
that i used to sing opera in high school.


2. What was your first job out of school? What did you learn from it and why does it stand out in your mind?
i am still in school, so i haven't had a first out of school job. however, my first job out of highschool was working at 'samantha's sunny corner restaurant'. i learned that one should never work under the table, nor should one's employer have a father who is prison because one's fbi brother-in-law put him there. once that little tidbit of information came to light, i was never on the schedule again. i wasn't fired, i simply didn't work any more.


3. If you had to pick a song to be your theme song, what would it be?
my friend, julie, wrote a song called 'you're not crazy' that may just sum up my life.


4. What is the craziest story you have regarding one of your pets? Kids?
the best one i have is the fact that i went out and bought a horse one day last august. i'm still getting used to being labeled 'horse owner' at all. the whole thing is crazy.


5. If your house was on fire, what 3 things would you grab first? (Excluding spouse, children and pets)
laptop, journals, and family photos.


6. What is your dream vacation, location and why?

a month on nantucket. because i'm a sucker for gorgeous new england.

7. What fictional character is the most like you and why?

the sidekick best friend in every novel and movie. always behind the scenes a bit but always seems to have the best one-liners.

8. What is your favorite weather and how do you enjoy it?
2 types: a blustery snow day, and i love to sit in front of the fire with a good book.
and a warm (no warmer than 75) sunny day, when i can hike or go horseback riding or sit outside at a cafe. mmmmm.


9. If you had to take a paid sabbatical and couldn't work for one year, what would you most likely do?

i would spend that month (or more) on nantucket and work on my first novel, uninterrupted. and then i would spend time with friends and family who i never get to see. and i would finish my degree.


10. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?
i would live in san francisco, probably, b/c i love the bay area...just can't afford it. it's a great, creative environment, and i feel home there whenever i go!

beginnings.

hello world. how does a girl begin such an endeavor as her brand new blog? twelve hours ago, i had no idea what 'blog' meant. then, dearest [jp/p] enlightened me, and now i can boldly tell my family: i have a blog, and they will be blown away by my web savvy.

my own little e-corner.
i certainly hope i have something to say.

...but not necessarily tonight, because it is nearing midnight, and i must get up and run before going to work tomorrow morning, like the fitness goddess i am not.

the end.