Lazy

For some reason I am really tired today, but there's stuff I want to share. So you get a post in list form. How exciting for you! Hey, there's no mention of my womb so enjoy the reprieve from my crazy.


Things that have recently brought me happiness:

My new business cards. Recognize!

Talking to Evan on the phone about how great cupcakes are. Glad he gets it. Also, I think I convinced him to have a "Fireman" birthday party when he turns three.

Being compared to a hurricane and asked what type of beer and hard alcohol need to be on hand when I'm around.

Reconnecting with people from the past and realizing you have more in common than you ever thought. How fun is that?

Coffee Guy calling me "Sunshine" and waving when I walk in the door.

Watching the sunrise during my morning run.

Hearing ABBA's "Take a Chance on Me" at 7:20 am.


Things that are bumming me out:

Evan may start pre-school soon? No, he's still a baby. NO.

The Executive Planner 2009 ordered for me. I am neither an executive nor a planner. Something about a faux-leather planner embossed with my name screams "frumpy" and I don't care for it.

My new business cards do not have the words "biatch," "homegirl," or "mama" on them. Unacceptable.

Seriously, how hard is it to find black knee-high boots? Very, apparently.


I'm glad the first list is shorter than the second. No idea why I feel the need to even mention stuff that bums me out...balance? Not wanting to jinx the good?

Fun fact: today is Joe Perry's birthday. He is almost exactly three years older than my Dad.

OK, Mama's sleepy. You kids have a nice day.

Call Me Bob

One of the best things about listening to "Bob 92.7" - one of those "we play random stuff all day" stations - is eating my banana* while listening to "Renegade" by Styx. Boy Chris once made me a CD with that song on it and I always think of him and "Billy Madison" when I hear it. Today Bob is playing songs from the soundtrack of my life and it's taking me back.

For example:

"Groove is in the Heart" by Dee-Lite: Listened to this song at least twice a day for most of 1991, thanks to Elisabeth, and therefore associate it with teaching her how to fast dance and trying on our new outfits from Contempo Casuals. Also, I danced to this song with my dad at his wedding because that's how we roll. No, seriously, Dude is in a wheelchair and he almost rolled over my foot while we were dancing. I was 19 and probably 5 drinks into the evening at that point, so there may have been some stumbling on my part. It is a miracle my father acknowledges me as his child.

"Midnight Train to Georgia" by Gladys Knight and the Pips: Did anyone else love that show "It's Your Move" starring a post-"Silver Spoons" but pre-"Hogan Family" Jason Bateman?** Just me? OK then. Well, there was a scene in one episode where part of the cast sang this song at karaoke or something and I still crack up when I hear it. Guess you need to see it in order to get it.

"Ragdoll" by Aerosmith: Probably my favorite song ever and the guitar solo makes me want to lick Joe Perry's face. Heroin problem, shmeroin problem. I love him and I don't care who knows. Normally I only get it up for drummers but in this case an exception has been made. And a restraining order against me has probably been issued. Had to turn this one up extra loud today to drown out the sound of Sinatra coming from my officemate's computer. I adore Sinatra, but there are some misty water-colored memories associated with him now and I can't deal until I can reclaim Frank as mine.

*Not a euphemism. Old Lady DeFazio needs more potassium in her diet.
**I loved Jason Bateman when everyone else was into Ricky Schroeder. Even in first grade I liked my men sarcastic and edgy. Well, edgy to a six year-old.

What a Way to Make a Living

You know your day is off to a good start when the first song you hear on the radio is "Mickey" by Toni Basil.

Apparently when I left my job in this department two years ago no one deactivated my email account, which means I literally had over 900 messages waiting for me this morning. Nothing of grave importance, although I did miss a few ice cream socials.

I am working on a few projects and love that much of my day was spent researching energy and sustainability policies at various institutions...and my bosses want me to write one up for our school. So two of my great loves - writing and the Earth - are all over each other and it's blowing my mind.

Mixed feelings about my workspace. I'm at a perfectly functional desk stocked with enough Post-Its and such to keep me happy for a good long time, but it's in the conference room which means no window. And no co-workers milling around, which can be half the fun of working in an office. The bright side? No co-workers milling around, which means I'm streaming KFOG and got to turn "Sweet Emotion" up a little louder than would be OK if I had cubiclemates or something.

During lunch with my mom there were a few Police and Fire Academy cadet sightings. Yes, these guys were born in 1992 or some such ridiculousness, but Mrs. Robinson over here doesn't care. Koo-koo kachoo indeed.

Then on the way home I got to rock out to Joan Jett and then Rick Astley so yeah, it was the best Monday ever.