Wednesday, September 30, 2009

"It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep..."

"...Because my dreams are bursting at the seams." (Owl City, "Fireflies")

Hello children!

Sorry for the lackage of updatage since last postage.

Pictures are coming! I haven't forgotten! They just aren't going to be posted at this point in time. My apologies...

This past weekend I traveled down to Roberta, GA to Camp Eunice for a youth conference called StandOut. A friend of mine was in charge of designing, putting together, executing, etc. this shindig. I volunteered to help out with music. There were about seven of us that comprised the band that played for the conference. It came together well, according to feedback, despite the fact that we only had one practice prior to the weekend that consisted of ALL band members. So, yeah. I had a blast being off work and road trippin' to do something I love. I mean, how can you not? Hahaha!

Moving on...

Well, I can't believe I'm about to say this but... Good-bye September, it's almost as if you didn't exist you came and went so fast.

Seriously?! How are we on the last day of September already? I thought the month just started! This is crazy.

I am, however, quite the excited about the Fall weather rolling in. Gloriousness! Hoodies A-hoy! The windows in the house are open. Soooooo lovin' this.

Okay, then. I have to go get ready for work. First day back in a week. Peace out, yo.

The End.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

"Be careful of love...."

"It'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong."

Hello children!

I finished painting yesterday! Yay! Rejoicing all around! I've moved all my furniture back in and set in place. I've, for the most part, placed everything back on proper shelves, corners, etc.. I still have a few things that I have to figure out where they will go now. That's always the crap part about doing this sort of thing, yeah.

I'm on this big Greek Mythology kick now thanks to Rick Riordan and his lovely Percy Jackson and The Olympians series. I've read the first three of his five-book series. Sooooo good. If you have young children, these are great read-aloud books. If you have young children who enjoy reading, these are great! Riordan does a brilliant job in writing from the perspective of an adolescent boy. Very humorous and very believable that a 12 year old boy could be telling this story (and onto 13, 14, 15 and 16yrs.). This series is definitely on the top of my recommendation list right now. Even if it's reading for teens (who aren't "too cool" to read this stuff), 20-somethings and so forth.

I'm very much ready for the movie adaptation of The Lightening Thief to come out in February of 2010. Of course I expect to be slightly disappointed, 'cause let's face it, when are you not when a really good book is put to film? Until that time can come I'll just have to settle with reading the series, picking up some ol' Edith Hamilton and watching Disney's animated Hercules (which I'm watching now). hahaha! (Side note: For those of you who have stumbled upon this and are thinking, "Wow. She's a dork." I say, "Welcome to the group. We've already established this.")

P.s., I really, really am loving my freshly painted room. And, no, for some of you, not just because of the lingering fumes from the paint, but the colors. Ahhh... It's slightly odd. I'm still getting used to it not being blue. It's been blue for the past 6-7 years and is now a caramel/coffee and an olive green color. It matches my nephew's nursery, which was totally NOT planned at all. Hahaha! My room is slightly darker-shaded than his. I'm working on "before" and "after" pictures to post, so, those will be up soon.

Okay. I'm peacin' out to try to find more new homes for some of my stuff. Word to your mother(s).

The End.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

"Talk is cheap but baby not to me..."

"the words you speak can bring me to my knees." (Matthew Mayfield, "As Long As You're Not Leaving")

Hello children!

How was everyone's Labor Day? Laborful? Yes? Not so much? Moving on from a bad joke.

The 'rents and I went out to the local Catholic church in our community. Every Labor Day they have a huge BBQ sale, arts and crafts exhibit/sale and a massive Yard/Garage Sale. We hit up the latter of the day's events. I racked up on some Disney LPs. I know what you're thinking, and I'm very aware of my dorkdom. Whatever.

I did, however, almost beat the crap out of Santa. He was all invading my personal space while I was looking thru some stuff in one room. I realized he was there when I heard this nasty heavy breathing close to me and then smelled his nasty. old man stink.

Was it really Santa? For all of those who still believe, no. He was not the real deal. He wasn't even a Santa impostinator. He was just some old guy with white hair and a long white beard wearing an awful-looking, worn-out Alabama polo (shame to the name), and some different shade of red slacks of some sort. Oh! Not to mention the pawpaw, trucker hat.

Anywho. I'm getting things ready so that Painting of the Bedroom 2009 can commence. Hopefully tomorrow. I'm taking pictures of the progress and such.

Aaaaaaand I'm peacin' out to go eat.

The End.