3.29.2008

random


  • I was walking Boo the other night and was amazed at the beautiful scent of a woman's perfume...and how it lingered...and how pervasive it was...until I realized that it was the scent of the tree we were walking under. Spring has indeed arrived in the capitol region!
  • These folks gave a wonderful, uplifting concert this evening. I know some of them from my Volpone intern days, and it was a lovely homecoming to have them back in the building. And my boss is always happier when she's playing, so there was a great vibe at work this week. But now my appetite has been whetted...I'm ready for the summer to begin! (Well, almost ready...)
  • Tomorrow at 10am, you should go to this party...they'll have adult beverages (of a sort... the "it'll stunt yer kid's growth" sort, namely) and entertainment. If not, take the time to click around the pretty new website...I'll give you 5 points extra if you can find my name...
g'night, john boy.

3.23.2008

Lessons from Boo


I have a lot to learn, and Boo has lots to teach, despite a limited vocabulary and a propensity to run around without any clothes on. (Boo, not me, you sickos!) Here's some of the latest lessons we're working on:

1. Some things can't be rushed. There are spots that need more than just a passing sniff. The best sticks are the ones that are soooo big that you can only carry them two or three steps before lying down to chew the bejeezus out of them. Rush past them, and you're missing a really gratifying experience... not always a pleasant experience, but one that helps us grow.

2. It's ok to get excited - crazy, googly-moogly-eyed nuts over something totally wonderful. It's the kind of excited that makes Boo run like a madman after jumping into the cold water of the canal, and then make a beeline back to the same muddy spot. The kind of excited that makes high school kids roll their eyes, because it's so uncool. Unbridled joy? Passion? Totally cool.

3. Let your guard down. The best treats come when you're not expecting them.

4. Everyone is worth a good sniff.

5. Get enough sleep. (If you're Boo, that's half the day, easy.)

6. Try something new. Maybe you're a stick chewer, but one day a rock or a branch of pine needles is looking kinda tasty...mix it up a little bit.

7. Take advantage of the good stuff while you can. There's never any kibble left in the dish after breakfast, or dinner.

8. It doesn't hurt to ask. We all know that the couch is WAY more comfortable than the floor, and sometimes we can get away with napping on the couch. But no one's going to put us on the couch - we have to get there ourselves.

9. Kisses are good and should be given often.

10. Happiness is contagious.


I'm not ready to take a test yet on these, but Boo is a patient teacher. We're all still dealing with losing Dad, - now that things are blooming I find myself wanting to call him daily to ask gardening advice. Duh. But work is picking up, and that's exciting.

And a side note to all the friends who have called - thank you. I may not have called back - phone calls have felt really awkward lately,( or wait, maybe that's me feeling awkward! )- but you've made me feel so much better by calling. I promise to call back soon, but be forwarned, I'll probably sound, well, awkward.

3.18.2008

spinning head? check.

Work? So many marketing projects are due/soon to be due/overdue that I can't keep them all straight. My colleagues are patient, but I'm fairly sure that I've unintentionally ticked several off. My normally short attention span is miniscule. But I'm loving being back in the office, and with the first design presentation and intern interviews finished, I'm looking forward to my favorite summer activity, Opera Wac-a-Mole. [Imagine the Chuck E. Cheese game, and pretend that the moles are operatic/symphonic/logistic issues, and you have my summer in a nutshell. I love it!] Hand me my hammer!

Home? DH is sadly under the weather. Puppy, however, is feeling good, which means he's totally hyper as soon as I get home and stays that way for several hours. Regardless of the length/number of walks, the children he snurfles, the neighbors he molests. And did I mention that he's over 60 pounds? The question of who is the walker and who is the walkee is becoming murkier by the day...

Pennsylvania? The many, many bureaucracies involved with my dad's estate are moving much too slowly, and the stress is building. My brother and mom are both dealing with big heartbreak, and the universe has decided to make things difficult...perhaps not as difficult as it could, but everyone's been dealt a fairly sucky hand lately. It's been just over a month, and while we've all come to grips with parts of the situation there's still a surreal quality that pervades daily life. We're feeling alternately inconsolable and guilty at getting along without him. I s'pose it's normal, but it's not comfortable or fun.

And did I mention that I got a speeding ticket? Awesome. I'm hoping that it's my #3 in the "bad things come in threes" series.

But I still have lots of things to be thankful for:

1. memories and lilies.
2. good work.
3. great colleagues who know just what to say and do.
4. renewed relationships with good friends.
5. more daylight.
6. fun distractions.
7. porch-sittin' weather. (well, almost)
8. looking forward.

3.10.2008

a new week

I was up ridiculously early this morning, especially when you factor in Daylight Savings Time. This auspiciously came up on my Google homepage, which makes me think that it'll be a good, opera-centered week.

Random thoughts:
  • I guess that most folks tend to rework their priorities in the springtime...longer days, more sun, warmer temperatures make it seem like change is possible. For me, spring has been about getting my ducks in a row for the summer. That function still holds - there's lots to do - but I'm rethinking things on a deeper level. It takes a lot of mental energy, but it feels good to start getting both my physical and mental houses in order. And I know that, should I find myself in exactly the same place in a few months, I'll likely be more at peace with it for getting messy and doing the work.

  • Positive attitude. Positive attitude. Positive attitude.

  • My dad gave me lily bulbs last year to plant in my weed garden. I tossed a bag in the freezer last fall, with the intention of saving them from the landscapers and replanting them after the patio was done. And they were unintentionally tossed out...the tosser will remain nameless, but it wasn't me, the puppy or the cat. But there are a few brave souls popping up in the grass, among the pavers. They're making me extremely happy.

  • I have awesome friends. And I am exceedingly grateful for them.
Ok, Monday. I'm ready for you.

3.08.2008

whew!

Made it through the first week back at work. The week ended with a great concert by these folks I listened mostly from the makeup carrel under the stage, which made for some interesting sonic effects, but even from my cubby their playing and sense of ensemble was amazing. If you have a chance to hear them, you should.

Not to say that this week was all roses. There's someone who has dealt my family a horrible blow at the worst time. I firmly believe that what comes around goes around, though, and am trying to let it go. I don't get angry often, but I'm angry now.

A colleague showed me this little video on a day when I really needed a pick-me-up. Thanks, CG, for the belly laugh!


3.04.2008

Comic Relief





While we were all in Chippewa, my brother, niece, nephew, and I had a little fun with the iBook camera and the special effects. Enjoy!




Processing

Back to work.

The distraction is lovely, if a little unnerving...when I left, I was way ahead of schedule. Go me! Now? I'm waaaay behind on several things. (If I owe you something, I promise I'll get it to you soon!) Scrambling to catch up, but happy for the work. The support of my colleagues has gone above and beyond what I could've expected, and I feel doubly fortunate to work with such great people who just happen to also be great at what they do.

This week?
  • Wrapping my head around work.
  • Trying to support my family long-distance.
  • Acknowledging that my frame of reference - in the broadest sense - has changed dramatically, and figuring out what to do with the new information.
  • Calling friends and family and taking them up on their offers to spend time together.
  • Crying. At really unexpected and awkward times, if the pattern holds.
  • Loving more. Bigger. Unconditionally.
Wish me luck.