Showing posts from November, 2008



Love me some Dashboard Confessional. If you love some too, this song is for you.


It’s almost time to teach a lesson, then run off to a band rehearsal and get home way too late. What on earth will I blog about in only 2 minutes, my poor brain thinks?? Enter an e.mail announcing a video from one of my trio’s performances has been stuck up on youtube. So check it out if you have 2 minutes and 55 seconds. I do recall not being in the greatest of form that day, but I also recall not totally sucking. How’s that a glowing recomendation for ya? ;)


happy sunday thoughts

love is...

Today was one of those days that makes me think that if I have one more child, I will EXPLODE. My career, my sanity, my waistline…. it’s easy to freak out since it’s all hypothetical at this point, but it was looking bleak this morning. Heck, it still does. When one is so much trouble… But I got my sorry butt into yoga at lunchtime anyway. It’s my awesomeawesome treat once a week while SH watches WT and the nice Indian lady forces me into horrible, horrible positions while we listen to monks chanting. It’s nifty! But today, she flipped on some belly dancing music and made us dance through the poses. It was still excruciating, but it made me smile for the first time today. What makes YOU smile on a crappy day?


on a serious note



an IM conversation with the chick that sits across from SexyHusband at work while I was also IMing SexyHusband

sappy. maple syrupy sappy.

on my to-do list tomorrow...