it's been a great weekend... i mean, the time is too short, but i have been incredibly thankful to spend time with some good friends... see a good show, eat some good food, watch some great tv...
it's been amazing to spend time with some people who know me and who love me...
highlights:
time with friends, in general
butch walker show
us border cantina
nashville flea market
hello kitty waffles
otter's
mckays
an incredible music swap
gilmore girls
lowlights:
the somewhat crazy weather
my feet not being prepared for long walks in flip flops yet this year
not being able to spend as much time with people as i want to
it's been a good weekend... but it's not over... and i still have a long drive tomorrow and more friends to see...
Mar 29, 2009
Mar 6, 2009
the first of what i'm sure will be many...
so there are a lot of things that i want to write about... the bachelor, my bad experience today at the job, an annoying lady at the bank, potential layoffs happening soon, the song "Africa" by Toto, pandora.com, the song "Taylor the Latte Boy" by Kristin Chenowith, the interesting people at the gym that i see at least 4 times a week...
but for tonight, i will focus my attention on something that happened recently...
i was on my way to work last thursday... i had just been to the dmv where i had a minor crisis/heart attack scare/panic attack... it all worked out, and i left the dmv and drove up the road to make my way to work... i stopped at a stoplight and looked in my rearview mirror to check my makeup (i gave up putting on makeup on my way to work a month ago... so i was NOT putting on makeup - seriously.)... and i saw something that i haven't seen before...
sticking out of the top of my head (not laying down) was a greyish-white hair... not only was it being rebellious by turning a different color (that i'm not fond of), but it was also being unreasonable by sticking up rather than laying down like the rest of them...
now i know that by pulling out that one hair, i was ensuring that "2 more would grow in its place." but i am pretty sure that is 1) a lie, and 2) not something i want to think about when i have one sticking out of my head... i had lost the ability to think about it logically at that point... i also needed to make sure it was real and that i wasn't just imagining it (i am feeling older these days)...
i didn't pull it out and discard of it... instead, i carefully clutched the teenager-ish-rogue-greyish-white hair between my index finger and thumb for the rest of the car ride and all the way into the building, up the elevator and to my desk. i then placed it on a green post-it and put tape over it, much like a mother would do with a baby's curl after a first hair cut... this is one memory i don't want to forget... i want to be reminded daily that life is short... i must make the most of it... and that i must remember to buy hair color the next time i go to wal-mart.
but for tonight, i will focus my attention on something that happened recently...
i was on my way to work last thursday... i had just been to the dmv where i had a minor crisis/heart attack scare/panic attack... it all worked out, and i left the dmv and drove up the road to make my way to work... i stopped at a stoplight and looked in my rearview mirror to check my makeup (i gave up putting on makeup on my way to work a month ago... so i was NOT putting on makeup - seriously.)... and i saw something that i haven't seen before...
sticking out of the top of my head (not laying down) was a greyish-white hair... not only was it being rebellious by turning a different color (that i'm not fond of), but it was also being unreasonable by sticking up rather than laying down like the rest of them...
now i know that by pulling out that one hair, i was ensuring that "2 more would grow in its place." but i am pretty sure that is 1) a lie, and 2) not something i want to think about when i have one sticking out of my head... i had lost the ability to think about it logically at that point... i also needed to make sure it was real and that i wasn't just imagining it (i am feeling older these days)...
i didn't pull it out and discard of it... instead, i carefully clutched the teenager-ish-rogue-greyish-white hair between my index finger and thumb for the rest of the car ride and all the way into the building, up the elevator and to my desk. i then placed it on a green post-it and put tape over it, much like a mother would do with a baby's curl after a first hair cut... this is one memory i don't want to forget... i want to be reminded daily that life is short... i must make the most of it... and that i must remember to buy hair color the next time i go to wal-mart.
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