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Dream Update

As we get dangerously close to a full moon (96% full tonight), my dreams get more real and more crazy. 

Last night I dreamed I was a professional surfer, on an all female surfing team.  And we were surfing in crazy waves, like it took us a good ten minutes just to get past the breakers.  So my dream was full of waves crashing down on top of me, while I tried to swim through them.  Sweet.  But at the same time I was there voluntarily and thought it was fun. 

In my dream I forgot to put on sunscreen before venturing into the water.  And I didn’t want to go all the way back in because it took me to long to get out there.  So I spent an hour with no sunscreen.  I think it was cloudy in my dream, and I know I had on a wetsuit, so it was really just my face. 

I ended up with a very bad sunburn on my face.  Those who know me, know I can look at the sun wrong and burn.  And I am very careful to not get burned, as skin cancer runs in my family. 

Very vivid dream.  Very confusing.  (for the record, I don’t know how to surf, never really even tried). 

It is dark and rainy here today.  But cooler than yesterday. 

Ew.

I’ve told y’all before they are working on my building. 

Apparently the workers have disturbed a hornets nest. 

There is a mob of angry hornets swarming around my window, making noise, chasing each other, and slamming into the wimdow. 

It is sort of freaking me out. 

Sigh

This week is gross.  I’ve been out of the office recently for weddings and a seminar, and I have lots to do.  Compound that with the fact that it is 75 degrees cloudy, with a 40 percent chance of rain all week and I get sort of grumpy.  Not even a thunderstorm to look forward to – or even a downpour.  Just Muggy, sticky, dark days that remind me that the sun is setting earlier and earlier every day. 

If you found that paragraph as depressing as I did – read this – it will make you laugh.  (compliments of the Quail).

Sacrifice the Body

I’m exhausted.  I went to weddings the past two weekends, and this past weekend I stayed up WAYYY too late.  Friday night I’m blaming it on the groom, which I think validates my lack of sleep, but Saturday was pretty much my own fault.  But it was really fun and worth it.  I’m just now paying the price. 

I’ve been rather slack in my work out routine as of late, and it was cloudy and muggy when I got home from work this afternoon.  And I’m still tired.  But I have real guilt issues with not working out, mostly associated with how my mental happiness has a direct correlation to how often I’m breaking a sweat. 

So I decided to play tennis on the nintendo Wii instead of going to run.  You know, for exercise. 

Well, I broke a sweat all right.  I might have also broken my hand on a piece of furniture.  And I’m pretty sure I threw out my arm.  And stomped on my dog a few times. 

But it sure was fun!  Then Britt came home and I smoked her in the two player tennis. 

Then she beat me in the Wii play shooting game.  I’m convinced my controller had a low battery. 

Wanna play?

I was talking to my boss on Monday.  He was asking me about my birthday (I was at a conference when my actual birthday happened last week).  His secretary chimed in with the information that my birthday adds up to my age, which led to a conversation about how I am 27, and when I turn 30 on 10-10-10, I’m having a big party. Then the conversation took a turn. (he’s a big teaser, so he was definitely kidding)

Boss:  Well Charlsie, I doubt your parents give you a hard time about this, but your getting on up there, maybe you need to get more serious.  Do you need for us to start setting you up on dates?  Have you considered the internet?

Me:  Look, I just had a birthday, my best friend from college got married last weekend, and my best friend from home is getting married this weekend, I swear, this is not the day to start picking on me about getting married and being left behind.  I’m in a feisty mood, and I’ll hurt you. 

Boss:  Hahahahaha.  I can’t imagine why you are still single. 

(on a side note, at the wedding this past weekend (which was really a whole lot of fun) I ran into my sweet friend Keri from college.  Keri is a social worker in the ATL , at an intercity hospital, and she works with HIV/AIDs patients.  Any one who does what she does deserves a HUGE medal and an applause from everyone in the world.  She is a saint.  Well, Keri told me that she reads my blog, and that sometimes it is the only thing she has to smile about all day.  Which, I have to admit, really touched me.  And made me want to post more often, and to be more funny.  But alas, this is the best I can do this week.  So, Keri – this one is for you.  Everyone, if you have a second, leave Keri a comment telling her how much you appreciate what she does, because she is truly in the salt mines of human suffering every day.) 

Enjoyable Monday

Today is Columbus day, and since I work for the government, I have the day off.  I’m currently sitting in my backyard with my dog, and a diet coke, enjoying the sunshine and flicking bugs off my computer screen.  I cooked an omelet for breakfast and drank some coffee. 

My mind is pleasantly blank.  I need a nail file.  I wish it was five degrees cooler.  I’ve decided the big old tree in our backyard is a sweetgum tree.  I’m always amazed how low planes fly over your house when you live a quarter of a mile from the airport.  I love how Briscoe loves to eat ice and chew on leaves. 

Oh, and we have a ton of leftover beer.  If I was any less disciplined, I would be tempted by the full cooler in my direct line of vision.  Instead, I’m going to be healthy and go for a run somewhere pretty.

This was the point in the game where things really got fun.  Like, one of the most fun games I’ve ever been too.  Last Saturday was a total blast, from start to finish.  If only all football game days could be so full of great friends, great football, great food (you would be grossed out if I told you all the things I ate), great drink (or drank for that matter), great weather, coupled with no obligations and little stress.  Most of the time you get a few of these things, but very rarely do the stars align for such an all around super fun, no drama, happy day (Although, I would say the weekend before in tuscaloosa was a close second.  It’s been a good year).  I love fall.

(p.s. my parents seats are on the 15th row behind the georgia bench, so we had this performance upclose and personal, and not on the big screen.  It was awesome.  Too bad the game wasn’t televised.)

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My birthday isn’t until next wednesday (10/10/07, aka 10+10+07 = 27)  but I’m having a joint birthday party with Britt and Paige tonight!  Yay! 

Some of my most favorite people are going to be there and I’m super pumped.  Kate is making us a cake, and the dogs are getting a bath.  We’ve been hanging pictures and dusting and buying pumpkins and beer and wine and margarita mix and chips and lots of other awesomeness.  Britt got a margarita machine for her birthday and she is also in possession of a karaoke machine.  Ross is bringing over the Wii for the big screen, and I’ve been making playlists on itunes.  The hottub has been drained, disinfected, and filled with clean water (did I tell y’all we have a hottub?  Hah.  It’s awesome, we haven’t used it yet because we hadn’t gotten around to cleaning it from the previouis owners.  But tonight seems like a good night).  Oh and coolers.  And ice.  Kate claims to have purchased some tall pink candles that burn like sparklers.  Fire is so fun.   

The only dark spot is that it might rain.  Sniff.  Pray it doesn’t!  Oh, and I don’t know what I’m going to wear yet.  GAH!   

I’m very happy.  I wish you could all be there. 

If you happen to be in the garden city tonight, come on over!  Here’s to hoping our neighbors don’t kill us!

Obviously there are obvious things you don’t appreciate till they are gone(obviously).  Things like health, etc.  One of my favorite quotes is "Sleep, riches, and health, to be truly enjoyed, must be interrupted" – Johann Paul Richter. 

I didn’t realize how much I really loved my sonicare toothbrush until I lost it.  I recognized that I liked it a lot, but I don’t think I really really appreciated the serious awesomeness of it. 

But I’m not talking about losing things.  I’m talking about things slowly going away.  Like a bar of soap.  Or a sharp razor.  Or hot coffee.  Or frozen ice cream.  Or a cold beer.  Things that slowly slip away from you.  Being in shape.  Not being tired. 

Let’s take my car for instance.  Love my car.  But it is getting a little older.  So whenever the little check oil light comes on, I have a mini panic attack.  Because, it might just be that I need a quart or an oil change, but if I take it in they might find something big wrong with it.

Every time I get my oil changed and my tires checked and the whole car physical taken care of and I drive my little car out of the foreign car hospital, I feel great.  And I know that I don’t have to feel guilty about not taking care of my car anymore.  This makes me happy.   

It is the same way you forget how great it is to have clean sheets on your bed until you change them.  Or how awesome a new bar of soap feels, after having dealt with the little soap sliver.  I think you need the soap sliver to appreciate the new full bar of soap.  You need the hot sip of your beer on the beach to appreciate how awesome the beer you pulled from the bottom of the cooler tastes.  If someone changed the sheets on your bed every day, you might stop appreciating them.  Not that I’m advocating long periods of time between changing your sheets, because I am most definitely not.  And I hope everyone can agree that there are few things worse than cold coffee in your mug.  Sometimes you have to run out of gas to appreciate how easy it is to obtain gasoline (even if it expensive).  Having a cell phone whose battery has a talk life of about 15 minutes means that when I get a new cell phone in a few weeks, I will appreciate the battery life of my new cell phone for at least a few days.  (oh, and I’m going to run over my old phone with my car.  I can’t decide if I want to run over it going forward, or going backwards.  Bizzy and I have been discussing the possibilities, which also include a hammer). 

Sometimes happiness is in the contrast.    

I’m not always real good at saying my prayers at night.  But one thing I do every night, when I get into bed, I have a moment of sheer bliss at the fact that I am in a warm safe bed with lots of pillows and a couple stuffed animals and that I have the opportunity to sleep without interruptions until the morning.  I don’t always appreciate the hot coffee.  Or the cold beer. Or the new soap.  Or the gas station. Or a new razor.  Or my precious ipod shuffle.    But I always appreciate this moment of security and comfort

Sometimes, happiness is in the blankets.

(sometimes, I’m so ADD even I can’t follow my own thoughts.)

Other things appreciated (after conversation with jennifer)-
– a new toothbrush
– a clean car
– sunglasses that don’t slip off your head
–  freshly cut grass
–  new music on ipod
–  a credit card with a $0 balance (as opposed to a debit card with the same balance)
–  a new novel
–  the first bite of a krispy creme doughnut before you start feeling sick
–  new running shoes
–  clean laundry
–  friday afternoon. 

Y’all know how I like the moon?  So, this weekend, I’m at a party, in Birmingham.  I’ve never been to Birmingham before, and I basically know nothing about the town.  The party is being thrown by my old roomie, and I know about three people other than the people I brought with me (Britt and Ross).  Well, so Britt and Ross and I are helping ourselves to the barbeque, along with some other guests we don’t know. 

(what I hear)
Random Girl #1:  Is it a full moon?
(What I almost say, but don’t, because, well, I don’t know these people):  No, actually the full moon won’t be until next week, it is actually a waxing gibbous. 
Random Girl #2:  Yes!  Full Moon downtown?  I think it is the best barbeque in town!  I haven’t had it in forever.  (and the conversation is launched into a long debate on which barbeque is the best in birmingham.)

At which point I realize that these girls are definitely not talking about the actual moon.  And the girl did not ask if it was a full moon, she asked if the barbeque was from Full Moon Barbeque.  These people were in no way concerned with what kind of phase the moon was in, and what’s more, if I had tried to tell them the phase of the moon, I’m fairly sure I would have freaked them out. 

Good thing I’ve perfected my social skills to the point where I know to keep my mouth shut.