tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33405142012-02-16T23:46:48.737-05:00snadvilleI'm back, and I'm snad.....snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comBlogger1071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-3484818187751823102007-10-19T07:32:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:38:46.563-05:00She's gone. My sweet kitty of the past 10 years & 8 months is gone from this earth. She was 20 years old this past April.The word "devastated" does not even begin to describe how I feel. I wouldn't wish this feeling on my worse enemy. It feels like "fight or flight", but you can't do either.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-7819030730773348462007-08-30T13:31:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:26:20.503-05:00I swear, marriage is give and take. Marriage is compromise. Marriage has its ups and downs. I learn more about it all the time. If people treat marriage like a relationship then yeah---when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. I don't look at marriage that way. Nobody is perfect, and I believe that marriages go through stages where you get along better or worse. However, as long as you snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-64164037012168627562007-06-16T12:00:00.001-04:002008-11-09T21:40:48.428-05:00Good news! We just got home from the vet, and Nikki's retinas appear to be reattaching. The vet said that she totally expects her to regain her sight. I cannot believe it! I am so happy.Also, Nikki's blood pressure dropped from the horrible 240 on Thursday to 180 today....which is still high, but much better. We are doubling her dose of amlodipine, and she has another appt next Saturday for asnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-69074435130147507422007-06-16T08:30:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:42:59.136-05:00Well, no real change with Nikki yet. Sometimes it seems like maybe she is seeing more movement or recognizing faster where we are in the room. Then again, it could either be our imagination/wishiful thinking or just her amazing feline ability to adapt and fake it. For the most part she has just gone on about her business in spite of this blindness until last night. Last night, she cried out snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-40106531869305086242007-06-14T15:23:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:46:52.890-05:00Today, I'm home with Nikki. When I got home about 7:30 last night, she couldn't see me. Her wide-eyed stare looked right past me, and she startled when I touched her. She could see light and some movement if it had color contrast, but she was blind. I did a quick google search and learned that sudden blindness is often high blood pressure so I gave her a dose of her old meds. Her pupils were HUGEsnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-72687828574603936612007-05-14T12:47:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:48:12.259-05:00Today sucked. Our accounting system was down at work so I couldn't do any data entry today. By the early late afternoon, I was out of mind with boredom. I had played with the paper on my desk as much as I possibly could. On top of everything, I got to work and realized that I had PMS. Today, I hated the girls that I work with. On good days, I have good reason to hate them, but somehow I snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-22884989662810002182007-05-05T11:01:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:49:32.872-05:00I was arranging the "linen closet" today, as my family always called it. Not sure if that's common or not. :P You know, the closet that you keep the towels, sheets, table cloths, etc in. Anyway, I came across Eomer's favorite afghan. His afghan was pink & burgandy, very loosely knitted, and a wedding present from a coworker. Eomer fell in love with it because he could literally burrow into snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-22881963318151116192007-04-08T16:39:00.000-04:002008-11-08T16:40:21.043-05:00Reflections on my first season as a CaniacAs a very new hockey fan, I've had a lot to learn about hockey, the 'Canes, and sports in general this past season. I've never followed *any* sport religiously in my lifetime until now. Thanks to my Yankee hubby who first dragged my Southern butt to a game in 2002 and a few hockey games in the '05-'06 season, I'm hooked on hockey. We had season ticketssnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-43570608798405706922007-03-12T12:30:00.000-04:002008-11-08T11:58:53.975-05:00Did you know that your uvula can swell????Yes, it can, and I learned the hard way yesterday. Despite the sound of the word, uvula is NOT a girly part. It's that little flap of skin that hangs down in the back of your throat. Heh. Everybody has a uvula. I have allergies, and I guess I'm allergic to tree pollen. A week ago yesterday, I started getting sick. It trailed along through the week snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-56658690686203202322007-03-06T23:59:00.001-05:002008-11-08T11:56:46.051-05:00I have truly lost my Chucks-loving mind.As someone who has slightly wide feet and an especially high instep, I got to where I didn't even try on shoes that weren't marked W or C. Of course, this has limited my shoe buying choices for about the past 15 years or so. Therefore, I had never had a pair of Converse All Stars aka Chuck Taylors.Last summer I noticed one of the other roller girls snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-28787244672390856822007-01-29T17:03:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:02:01.327-05:00I went to my first bellydance workshop in a YEAR this past weekend, and it felt like coming home. I really enjoyed myself and learned a super cool choreo from Blue Moon Dance Company. If I want to, I can perform it with the rest of the workshop attendants on Feb 10 at the Blue Moon hafla. Right now, I'm not pushing myself to do anything; I'll just wait and see how I feel. Luna & I have snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-50794230591538414522007-01-01T12:08:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:08:26.108-05:002007.I will be 40 years old this year, and my cat will turn 20. Weird.It's hard to believe that a whole year has passed since I left my favorite job ever. Gone are the days of that comfortable job at which I excelled, among people that I knew well & mostly loved, and for a boss that I adored. A year ago, I was unemployed, and it took me nearly 2 mos to find a job. Strangely, I accepted a job snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-37849949291437907212006-12-16T12:20:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:21:02.124-05:00The other night as my husband & I left to go out to eat, he glanced across our backyard and said, "What the---?" Then, he told me not to look, to get in the car, and he'd tell me.Our neighbors had a dead deer hanging in their backyard.Now, first of all, I don't live in the country. I live on a major road downtown where the houses are old, and some are divided into apartments. The house next snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-48320562258751389672006-12-06T14:42:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:24:28.317-05:00I shared my Boca burger dinner with my cat tonight. Cracks me up that she likes them.I've worked nearly about 22 hours in the past two days trying to catch up at work.Just got back from vacation in Chicago visiting my sister & family. Had a blast! Saw a Blackhawks game, and they won! Ate breakfast Saturday at the Walnut Room at Marshall Field's/Macy's with my niece's girl scout troupe. Went snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-67292103287970312722006-11-20T14:00:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:26:00.535-05:00For the past few months, I've been having a hard time dragging my butt to practice as I'm sure is obvious from my attendance. I tried to keep telling myself that it would all be different when I could scrimmage and when I got assigned to a team. However, I finally had to realize that I just wasn't having fun anymore, and why should I force myself to keep doing something that I don't enjoy? snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-8419957073369110722006-11-08T13:02:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:18:04.680-05:00Eomer Phillips. ~1998 to November 6, 2006 Our sweet, sweet ferret Eomer left this world on Monday. Earlier this year, he was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure and has been on meds ever since to slow the progression of the disease as well as to help rid his body of the fluid build up that resulted. Even though the surgery several months ago to remove part of his pancreas was successful (insnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-3810098629515667342006-11-06T15:26:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:27:23.743-05:00About lunch time today, Andrew & I had to take Eomer to the vet for Dr D to help him cross over. His little heart was fighting to keep beating, but he was struggling for his every breath. We knew that it was time. Eomer was the last of our 6 ferrets. He was a special little guy.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-22551653540118813212006-10-25T01:17:00.000-04:002008-11-08T12:30:35.222-05:00I dropped Eomer at the vet Monday morning. Nikki laughed her ass off because she had a checkup scheduled for 3:40, and Eomer took her appt!! Thankfully, our vet lets you drop off in the morning for a later appt for a nominal fee. Eomer seemed pretty chipper that morning considering, but still he was having diarrhea and getting dehydrated. It's really nice that Andrew & I know enough about snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-7853674321935288692006-10-21T23:33:00.001-04:002008-11-08T16:46:00.869-05:00Flu bug or more?Eomer is still not out of the woods. For almost 24 hours, he has been lethargic and he's had diarrhea. Last night, he seemed to perk up after having rec'd subcu fluids 3x yesterday and having eaten lots of Nutri-cal & chicken gravy. He definitely seemed to feel better and even drank some water on his own. Andrew & I didn't go to bed until 2pm. Almost an hour ago, I found Eomersnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-62916685775458902962006-10-21T09:33:00.000-04:002008-11-08T16:47:41.843-05:00Never readyMy sweet ferret is not doing well today. Eomer grunts sometimes when he's snuggling into his bed, when you're holding him, or when he's going to the bathroom, but lately he seems to do it more than he used to for unexplained reasons. This morning, my husband & I heard him this morning grunting in his bed in his cage, and at first, we didn't think much about it. However, then we snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-55214265972897864442006-10-17T16:49:00.001-04:002008-11-09T10:51:19.618-05:00Back on track.......Overweight and on the home stretch for 39 years old..........Recipe for disaster. High blood pressure, high cholesterol, & diabetes all run in my family. Which one do I want? No, really....either I pay for getting healthy now or I pay for it in medical claims later. I already pay to exercise...sort of....since I pay the Ranch each month for my skate pass. I really thought snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-48795805770525292002006-10-14T16:50:00.000-04:002008-11-08T16:53:01.960-05:00Within my graspLevel One assessment report:I'm pleased, just not thrilled.I passed everything except the mohawk turns and side stepping. It doesn't really upset me to not pass these because neither were skills that I had to pass previously and I haven't had a lot of practice at them. For now, I'll just focus on them, master them, and that will be that.Thanks to Kitty, Leadfoot, Chad, & Tomahawk snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-38925176905916792172006-10-12T15:30:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:50:46.624-05:00Just got back from the chiropractor to be treated for torticollis. Yee ha. I've seen my God-like doc for over 5 years now for a chronic neck/back problem. Basically, my muscles tense up and pull my spine out of alignment. Usually, the result is a slow, increasingly painful, dull ache, and a limitation of movement. Today was A-freaking-CUTE! All that I did was stretch/twist a bit in the snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-54277898205391130882006-09-25T13:27:00.000-04:002008-11-08T16:54:55.694-05:00The Dirty Thirty... 30 unknown facts/secrets about yourself:1. What does your MySpace headline mean?It means that I prefer to be called "LooseWheel", not Lucille. Lucille is too plain. LooseWheel really sums me up.2. Elaborate on your default photo:If I had balls there would have been sweating. It was HOT AS HELL that day.3. What's your middle name[s]?:Given-Leigh After marriage- Lloyd, my snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-38960144828542516552006-08-21T14:16:00.001-04:002008-11-09T10:01:07.424-05:001. Are you in a relationship?Yep, the longest one of my life. Nearly 5 years.2. Do you hate more than 3 people?Hate? I don't think that I hate anyone. My mom would be proud.3. How many houses have you lived in?Actual houses (and not counting apts) comes to 4. 4. What is your favorite candy?milk chocolate covered almonds5. What are your favorite shoes?my army green/pink trimmed chucks6. Have snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-26348318522835754792006-08-21T10:08:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:09:13.441-05:00I have my new skates!!! They're here!!!! I ripped them out of the box, strapped them on, and skated around my office for while. The leather needs breaking in of course, but they are AWESOME!!!! For the first time in about 5 months, I'm on balanced skates!!!!!!!I'm so excited that I can't see straight! All thanks goes to Ivanna and Sin City Skates for arranging for Riedell to replace my lemonsnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-83332682712666661812006-08-16T12:57:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:07:31.719-05:001. In two words, explain what ended your last relationship:game over2. When was the last time you shaved?shaved what? it depends.....3. What were you doing this morning at 8 a.m.?driving on I-40 late to work4. What were you doing 15 minutes ago?looking at Tshirts on dirtyshirty.com5. Are you any good at math?pre-algebra math? yes Algebra/Calculus/Statistics etc? that would be a big fat NO6. snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-52149614254151968302006-08-16T11:33:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:12:35.293-05:00I still don't have my skates. Now, I don't blame Ivanna a bit. Sean @ Riedell is the one at whom I'm really pissed me off. After saying that he would be sending me my new 122s, I thanked Ivanna and started dealing only with him by email. He told me that I'd get "EVO swirl wheels or Demon". However, once he told me that the wide boot would take 4-6 weeks, I said I'd just take the regular size snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-64270160571305083622006-08-06T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:39:43.531-04:0010:21 AM - Riedell is the BEST!!!!!!I just got a call from Shawn @ Riedell who was at Rollercon with Ivanna. They are upgrading me to a pair of 122s at no cost to me! Ivanna will be sending them soon. Oh, hallelujah!!! It was such a short, to-the-point phone conversation that I can't believe that it just happened. I hope that I get them this week! 9:06 AM - A new chapterWow. I haven't been snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-44070147940244657462006-08-03T11:06:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:40:30.489-05:00My skates went to Rollercon and left me behind....Yep, my R3s are in Vegas. They arrived today at the Plaza Hotel to be delivered to Ivanna S. Pankin, Queen of Sin City Skates. She is going to take them to Rollercon and show them to the Riedell booth people right next to the Sin City Skates booth. Hopefully, I'll get a credit out of this for new Riedell skates of *another* style. No more R3s snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-42592449263488678182006-07-27T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:37:28.365-04:00I have a new training program. I'm skating outside in my 26 year old skates. Yes, you read that correctly......26 year old skates. At this point, ANYTHING is better than my R3s. Last night, I took out my old boot skates that I got for my 12th birthday......don't do the math........and put my outdoor wheels on them. Also, I had to use a Vise Grip (literally!) to loosen my trucks. After I got snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-62179960481378578312006-07-22T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:36:47.044-04:00I decided to sleep in this morning, and, with my hubby at TrinocCon, there was nothing to disturb me. Late morning sleeping seems to breed weird dreams. The dream that I had started with trying to get out of a house that some sort of zombies/monsters were in. I remember not having time to get everything that I needed, but I grabbed my cat Nikki. Then, the premise of the dream was that snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-31637201671083650952006-07-05T16:58:00.000-04:002008-11-09T21:54:21.321-05:00I started working on my front page and realized that it sounds more like blog material so I'm pasting it here:My derby helmet has a sticker on it that reads, "Destined to be an old woman with no regrets." That's me. I have some from when I was younger that I can't undo. Not big ones and not really regrets per se, but more like things that I wish I'd done (like study abroad, or move away from snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-74106606826670948322006-07-05T12:00:00.001-04:002008-07-06T16:35:11.895-04:001. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)Peanuts Glenwood2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother last name on your mom's side, your favorite candy)Goss Chocolate3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)S Lei or S Llo (birth middle name vs legal middle name/maiden name)4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: ( snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-44530957213220442592006-07-01T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:33:07.289-04:00Crap. I overslept and missed practice. The clocks are blinking in the house so I guess the power went off. I don't remember a storm so it seems kind of weird. Of course, I don't have a stupid backup battery in my alarm clock. I was really looking forward to going to practice today because I'm beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel (knocks on wood). Wednesday night, I loosened snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-43463718160071454742006-06-29T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:32:30.753-04:00THE CANS:Can you blow a bubble?: YepCan you dance?: Sorta. I never felt like much of a dancer. Then, I took up bellydancing, and I did pretty damn good. Now, my dancing is bellydance-ish.Can you do a cart wheel?: Used to, haven't tried in yearsCan you tie a cherry stem with your tongue?: I don't think so---I don't eat a lot of cherries with stems so I haven't had many opportunities to try.Can snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-56920926259155348492006-06-21T12:00:00.001-04:002008-07-06T16:36:00.330-04:00I doubt anyone has NOT heard me bitch about my skates. If you don't know the story, you can read the footnote below.Last Sunday at practice, Mange pointed out that the plate mounting on the heel of my left skate still looked too far to the left. I looked down and realized that she was right. I could see my whole freaking right back wheel but just a sliver of the left wheel. The right skate snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-68745749308948247432006-06-21T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:31:46.945-04:00I just read Fairy Brutal's blog that Sean Johnson, (dj oldschool) was killed in a car accident yesterday morning. I can't get my head around it. I just 'found' Sean here on myspace and was in the process of reconnecting with my old friend.Sean & I used to hang out together at the 5-0 back in the day when Rachel & I were frequenting it in its last days. The Saturday night Goth Night crowd ruledsnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-76416053216802098282006-06-14T13:04:00.000-04:002008-11-09T22:00:03.144-05:00My old MySpace profile:*****************************************************Briefly:human, woman, wife, daughter, sister, furmom, aunt, rookie Carolina Rollergirl*****Random details:I've been a bellydancer for 4 years, and I am a founding member of a tribal fushion bellydance troupe Akasha. However, I hung up my hip scarf when I found derby.My geriatric cat takes medicine for high blood pressuresnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-15750869969469857182006-06-03T12:44:00.000-04:002008-11-09T22:01:39.231-05:00The slow road back (Written 6/3, posting 6/11)Category: Goals, Plans, HopesOkay. So Friday a week ago, I got my skates back from Riedell which was really cool considering the fact that I had sent them 8 days previous and they must have only had them for only a day or so. :) Go, Riedell! Go, UPS too!I went to practice last Saturday erroneously thinking that skating would be a piece of cake. I snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-44411689100798917542006-06-03T12:00:00.000-04:002008-07-06T16:48:20.417-04:00Okay. So Friday a week ago, I got my skates back from Riedell which was really cool considering the fact that I had sent them 8 days previous and they must have only had them for only a day or so. :) Go, Riedell! Go, UPS too!I went to practice last Saturday erroneously thinking that skating would be a piece of cake. I mean, I'd be all balanced now when my plates correctly mounted, right? snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-79338566938343732362006-05-19T17:59:00.000-04:002008-11-09T22:02:54.222-05:00My skates!!!! I miss my skates!!!!!I'm one of the lucky ones with R3s that have mismounted plates. I shipped them back to Riedell yesterday after talking with their returns department. Since I work at a company that has a warehouse with a shipping department, I got one of the fellows to help me package my skates up nicely with bubblewrap and all. I thought that I was going to overnight them,snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-66971698247842628432006-05-13T12:00:00.001-04:002008-11-10T18:19:47.287-05:00Thanks, Migraine. I really wanted to miss my assessment this morning.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-51449220882816279182006-05-12T14:17:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:49:42.083-05:00Well, it's official. I have definitely gained all of my pre-wedding weight back. Yee-ha. It's been a slow, creeping process, but I'm right back where I was 2 years ago.I went to the doctor last Friday to bleed for lab work. While there, my blood pressure was unusually high. Great. It's probably the Effexor, I thought, and I sure haven't watched my pressure over the last few months like I snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-12324805314342019122006-05-10T22:03:00.000-04:002008-11-09T22:04:46.430-05:00Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! Damnit! snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-45111341059811177082006-04-26T12:00:00.001-04:002008-11-10T18:20:33.946-05:00I know that some of you may be waiting to hear how my anniversary weekend went, but I'm afraid that I first have to blog about my ferret.Eomer went in yesterday for surgery to remove tumors in his pancreas...which causes his insulinoma....and a possible tumor on his adrenal gland....which causes the dreaded adrenal cancer. I dropped him off at 7:45am yesterday morning and went on to work.In the snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-35668327582892042152006-04-20T19:20:00.000-04:002008-11-10T18:23:08.418-05:00My first wedding anniversary is Sunday, and I just found out that husband is wisking me away to Atlanta for a long weekend. He talked to my boss and got me off work tomorrow & Monday. He arranged for someone that our vet recommended to petsit our ferret. She's coming in about an hour. He arranged for my parents to petsit my cat, and they'll be here in about 30 minutes.Unfortunately, this means snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-42037049952817264102006-04-15T12:00:00.001-04:002008-11-10T18:24:34.442-05:00I've been saying that I needed a different tool to change my wheels/bearings to skate outside. Today, my husband urged me to go to Vertical Urge to buy the Utilitool so I could change my wheels. He thought it would be fun to find a park for us to skate in....me in my quads, him in his ooooolddd in-lines. Funny thing is that the nice guy at VU showed me how to pop the bearings out without a toolsnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-21365273225214068522006-04-10T12:00:00.002-04:002008-11-10T18:26:02.041-05:00Finally! I have seen a roller derby bout! Until yesterday, I had only seen bouts on "Rollergirls" (which I really miss).Now, more than ever, I am dying to play. Dying. I have this amazing determination to become an asset to the Carolina Rollergirls. After not skating for 8 days, I am nearly about to lose my mind. I dreamed of skating last night in the warehouse at work! Ha!The bout was snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-48361206061444055542006-04-08T16:51:00.000-04:002008-11-09T10:05:32.376-05:00I haven't skated in 6 days, and I think it's very interesting the effect that it has had on me.Last Sunday, I woke up feeling the beginnings of the Pollen Ick. I still made it to practice because I wasn't feeling bad. At practice, I had the opportunity to reduce my time for 20 laps. About a week after I started training, we did the 20 at practice, and I couldn't finish it without getting off snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1085710126743696252004-05-27T22:07:00.000-04:002004-05-27T22:08:46.743-04:00A present from my sweetie. My own domain name.
snadville.org is born!
Go here to see my new blog.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1082426335259989052004-04-19T21:58:00.000-04:002004-04-19T22:05:28.750-04:00April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. April 23. snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1076954447402840832004-02-16T13:00:00.000-05:002004-02-16T13:02:40.780-05:00Well, I won't be going to the bellydance workshop that I signed up for when the Bellydance Superstars (BDS) tour comes through, nor will I be seeng the show. :(
I just found out this morning that my brother who is a major in the Army got orders to go to Hawaii for 3 years. He's leaving on March 13, and the family will follow after school is out. Could be worse, I know, but it's just so far away.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1075776791117392892004-02-02T21:53:00.000-05:002004-02-02T22:00:17.606-05:00300.40 Neurotic depression.
Great. Another wonderful mental health diagnosis. I thought that I had already fought this war, but it seems that the enemy has changed....sort of.
I thought when I left the psych eval appt that I had anxiety, but, when I got the doctor's paperwork for billing, my diagnosis code was 300.4. So...off to the internet I went, and here's what I came up with:
First snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1075336990079578402004-01-28T19:43:00.000-05:002004-01-28T19:44:44.043-05:00Life is funny, you know?
Two Saturdays ago, Andrew & I went to a ferret club meeting for the first time in about 6 mos. We had hoped that it would be fun for our remaining ferret to have friends to play with. Cleopatra (aka Baby Girl, said "BB Girl" or just "B") has been really lonely now that Max is gone. Well, she wanted nothing to do with those 41 other ferrets. She stayed in her carrier snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1073269076014090462004-01-04T21:17:00.000-05:002004-01-04T22:04:15.653-05:00Sadness.
In less than 3 months, Andrew & I have lost 2 of our 3 ferrets. I must tell this story from the beginning so go with me back to October.
Gandalf
Sunday, October 12th: Andrew & I did yard work until about noon. When I came in, I found our oldest ferret Gandalf in the bottom of his cage near death. He was laying in his own waste and was barely responding. We rushed him to Animal snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1068822482427748362003-11-14T10:08:00.000-05:002003-11-14T10:09:25.826-05:00So...does getting engaged make you sick??
Andrew got the flu after he bought the ring and before we went to the faire where he gave it to me. Then, on the Monday after we returned, I had a migraine. Yesterday, I got the flu. Yippee.
I'm going to go lay down again.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-1068523816410668002003-11-10T23:10:00.000-05:002003-11-10T23:10:14.130-05:00Finally, a reason to post and a desire to do so!
Andrew & I got engaged this weekend at the Carolina Renaissance
Faire!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was kind of thinking that he might do it this past weekend with it being
so close to my birthday & all, but I wasn’t sure how he’d pull it off. The
ring that we had looked at had to be ordered and would arrive close to the
holidays.
Unfortunately, he snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-952197982003-06-02T23:18:00.000-04:002003-06-02T23:18:10.176-04:00So how long has it been since you bought tennis shoes? This year? Last year?
Brace yourself! I haven't bought tennis shoes in 17 years. Yep. 1986 was the last time. I bought black Reeboks in the summer after my senior year in high school. I'm pretty sure that I bought them at Hackney's in North Hills Mall. Scary that I can remember that.
Well, I guess that I should say that I hadn't snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-931525562003-04-23T22:52:00.000-04:002003-04-24T10:32:29.000-04:00Well, they are finally tearing North Hills down today, and I actually cried.
I grew up at that mall. David worked at Hackney's, the old sporting goods store, delivered prescriptions for the pharmacy, and, then, for the mall itself doing mall security. Barb wrapped presents at the old pharmacy and later worked at Chick-fil-A when it first opened. My first job was Chick-fil-A, and, then, Su & Isnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-926231202003-04-14T22:29:00.000-04:002003-04-14T22:29:08.950-04:00Wow!
It's been a whole year since I first bared my belly and danced at my first hafla.
I remember being so scared and so sure that I wasn't ready to dance in front of people. I remember feeling so unsure about the choreography. I remember feeling so daring for wearing a choli. Of course, everything went WONDERFULLY. My parents, 3 dear friends, and my boyfriend all came to support me. snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-902778902003-03-06T22:16:00.000-05:002003-03-06T22:19:40.000-05:00What is one of the loudest noises that you've ever heard?
What events in your life have scared you to death?
Well, I do believe that I had the @#$% scared outta me by one of the loudest noises that I've ever heard, this morning around 4:45am. Yep, I was jolted outta my sleep by what sounded like a transformer exploding below our bedroom window or by something being struck by lightening just snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-899779202003-03-01T21:08:00.000-05:002003-03-01T21:10:36.000-05:00There are few people that even know where the following quote comes from. I came across the email that contained it and felt like posting it for eternity. It still tickles me.
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A wanderer of the night, the Dwarf Eppauletted Fruit
Bat eyes a plump fig. A Wanderer of the Night,
the snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-896837172003-02-24T21:34:00.000-05:002003-02-24T21:36:43.000-05:00So I'm sitting at my computer today at work, and I open a bottle of Diet Coke that I just bought from the machine. It makes the most wonderful sound. (How's that for marketing, huh?)
Anyway, I suddenly thought of what Andrew was telling me that other day that Thich Nhat Hanh said in his book "Peace is Every Step". Thich (who is a world-renowned Zen master, spritual leader, and author) told ofsnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-891990472003-02-16T15:16:00.000-05:002003-02-16T15:18:34.000-05:00Ta-Da!!!
Snad is back!! :D
I've tried to post a few times in the past few months, but nothing ever went through due to error 503. Whatever. Decided to change my template today and---presto!---my blog is working again. Like the kitty? =^..^=
I've been superbusy lately with my bellydancing. I joined a troupe in October, and it's been nutz ever since. I still really like dancing. It snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-882422072003-01-29T21:19:00.000-05:002003-01-29T21:19:53.520-05:00Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which, in prosperous
circumstances, would have lain dormant.
-- Horace 65-8 B.C.
And, with that, folks, I am back. :)snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-831480172002-10-17T22:21:00.000-04:002002-10-17T22:21:17.453-04:00I'm not dead. I promise. I guess my focus just ain't on blogging these days. :D
I will get around to blogging the NY trip. I simply HAVE to. I can't forget any of the details of that trip. First installment this weekend. I swear. If not, I'm erasing this post.
snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-814805302002-09-11T19:54:00.000-04:002002-09-11T19:54:44.160-04:00No words are fit for today. I just can't believe that it's been a year.
Stay tuned. I will be blogging soon about Andrew's & my trip to NY last weekend. Amazing.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-800370682002-08-09T14:49:00.000-04:002002-08-09T14:50:02.000-04:00Quick update:
The fog has lifted. After ~ 4 days, I feel myself again. Looking forward to the weekend. I have several fun plans in the workings.
Also, I've found more info online about PMS-y symptoms and hypothyroidism. (Silly thyroid. What am I going to do with you?)
More later...snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-799488782002-08-07T15:37:00.000-04:002002-08-07T16:50:57.000-04:00I swear, what the hello-pete is wrong with me?
I spend so much of my days riddled with anxiety and worry. I'm thinking that this is a relatively-new, serious problem for me. Please, let me know if you think otherwise. Honest. I'm curious.
In years past, I've never thought of myself as a worrier. My mom has the corner on the market in that area in my family. However, I've definitely snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-795718352002-07-29T20:48:00.000-04:002002-07-29T20:48:52.183-04:00Aren't you glad that you aren't an earthworm?
I feel so sorry for the little fellas. As I walk across the parking lot at work, I see many fried worms on the sidewalk and asphalt. Aren't you glad that in your daily travels you don't *accidentally* find yourself in the middle of a freaking frying pan? Gees. What a way to go! I managed to save an earthworm the other day. Yep---I reached down,snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-780654732002-06-22T11:38:00.000-04:002002-06-22T11:42:49.000-04:00This is my last weekend in my favorite apartment ever, and that's not a slam to my former roommates and the places that we lived. I just really felt a connection to this old place, and I'll miss it.
So last night while Andrew was spending time with his mom who's in town, I enjoyed a quiet Friday night with Nikki. I talked on the phone a bit, made some lists of things-to-do, surfed the belly snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-778069622002-06-16T09:04:00.000-04:002002-06-16T09:04:14.466-04:00Hi! I'm Snad. Remember me??? :^)
Thanks to my trusty readers who check this site every day. ....even though I haven't written in almost a month! I'm still averaging only 3 hits per day so I'd better get on the stick if I don't want to lose my audience!!!
A lot has been going on lately, the biggest of which is Andrew & I are moving in 2 weeks. Yep. Snad is shacking up. We found a new, snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-767420122002-05-19T22:29:00.000-04:002002-05-19T22:30:49.000-04:00Don't feel much like blogging. There's too much to say, and I don't feel like saying much of anything. Andrew & I lost our ferretgirl Serina on Friday night in a horrible accident. It all happened so fast, but it was unfortunately too late for us to do anything. She was gone. I was reminded how permanent death is. Seems silly, but I actually kept expecting the nightmare to end........and I snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-760619702002-05-01T21:47:00.000-04:002002-05-04T17:34:42.000-04:00A quick search online yields the fact that snad is actually a Czech word.
Here's an online translator page and some definitions.......
snad = I dare say
snad = I daresay
snad = possibly
snad = perhaps
snad (nárecne) = happen
snad (zast.) = haply
snad (zast.) = perchance
snad (zvlášte USA) = maybe
So if you say, "I dare say, Snad!", you're snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-760600662002-05-01T20:50:00.000-04:002002-05-01T21:16:56.000-04:00Nineteen years. Wow. It has been nineteen years.......
Wednesday, April 27, 1983.......I was 15 and in the 9th grade. Ironically, it started off as a good day. Mom & I had recently gone shopping, and I had on my new white cotton pants and a mostly hot pink but also teal & white striped shirt. A very hip 80s outfit.....especially for me. I wasn't one of the popular kids. In biology in 1st snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-759249262002-04-28T10:34:00.000-04:002002-05-01T20:28:10.000-04:00Happy Birthday to my dear, dear friend Rachel. I've had the pleasure of her friendship for nearly 10 years now, and she has redefined the word "friend" for me. She is the epitome of loyalty, grace, beauty, intelligence, & understanding....to name just a few of her attributes. She's a tower of strength when I need her. She's hip & wears killer clothes/shoes/boots. There is no way that I couldsnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-758301632002-04-25T21:50:00.000-04:002002-04-25T21:50:45.903-04:00****PMS Alert****
I am so tired. I feel like all I've been doing lately is running around. I can't remember the last time that I could truly relax and rejuvenate. Let's see how far back that I can remember what I did:
Last night, Wed: I went straight from work to have dinner with two dear girlfriends. Then, we shopped. I bought some great new sandals at Kohl's, and at World Market, I snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-752846752002-04-11T09:33:00.000-04:002002-05-01T21:59:16.000-04:00Well, I did it......finally.....on the *last* day.
Did what?....you're probably thinking.
I called 1-800-962-9862. Do you know what that number is? It's the number to call to reach WUNC 91.5 to pledge my support during their Spring fundraiser.
I love National Public Radio. I never thought I'd be so interested in the news and talk radio, in general, as I have become in the past few months. snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-750605722002-04-04T23:14:00.000-05:002002-04-04T23:15:09.000-05:00My kitty Nikki are saddened tonight by the news that a dear friend's kitty, Meow Meow, passed over on Monday. I only got to see Meow Meow on 4 or 5 occasions, but she was an amazing 18 year old cat. She was a gentle soul, and I always so enjoyed seeing her when I visited my pal. It was comforting to see a geriatric cat be so spry.
As I sit looking down at my ageing, (few days shy of) 15 year snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-114398602002-04-03T23:31:00.000-05:002002-04-03T23:43:17.000-05:00Gees. The past few days sure haven't been fun. Good news though. I went to work today and, by about 3pm, felt about 70% ok. It was nice to be back among the land of the living. Tonight, I feel nearly 100%, but I'm so stupid that I'm up late. Should be catching up on sleep.
Andrew & I are looking forward to this weekend. We're co-chairs for the ferret club's booth at the ren faire. We'd snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-113924072002-04-02T18:41:00.000-05:002002-04-02T18:41:04.686-05:00Someone please shoot me. Sick Day #3 is not my get-better day. My temp hit an all time high of 101.2 earlier. Andrew has gone to get Nikki.snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-113788262002-04-02T10:51:00.000-05:002002-04-02T10:53:14.000-05:00Sick Day #3:
Andrew has gone to work, and I am still at his house sick as a dog. He's promised me that we'll go get my cat if I'm too sick to go home today. I last saw her Sunday night around 9pm when I ran to my house to get my thermometer. (Andrew was burning up, and he didn't own a thermometer.) I know that Nikki is probably fine at home sleeping, but I never leave her for more than a daysnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-113785732002-04-02T10:42:00.000-05:002002-04-02T10:58:07.000-05:00(tried desparately to post this last night around 9:30pm, but Blogger was down.)
Wow.
Andrew & I just watched my dear friend get married on the internet in a Las Vegas chapel. Isn't technology grand? Congratulations, Chris & Kim!!!
In other news, I totally forgot to post that I was hired for the A/R Coordinator position with the company I've been temping with. I start April 15th which is snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-113604672002-04-01T20:23:00.000-05:002002-04-01T20:24:52.000-05:00Being sick sux.
Funny quotes from SickFest 2002:
1) Andrew, picks up our ferret Max, holds him in the air and sings to the tune of "I'm a Little Teapot":
"I'm a little ferret. My name is Max. This is my arm, and this is my other arm."
2) Andrew: "Do you want a cup of tea?"
Pathetic me: "No, I want my kit-ty."
Sorry---these might be you-had-to-be-there jokes.
Yesterday was his big day to snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-113288932002-03-31T22:33:00.000-05:002002-03-31T22:33:49.896-05:00Well, I never had time to blog this weekend. Now, it's Sunday night, and I'm not leaving Andrew's after all cuz he has a fever of 101, and mine is 99. At first, we thought it was just pollen crap, but now it seems that we have the flu. Poot. I'm boiling chicken to make chicken & rice for us to eat tomorrow. I really don't think that either of us will go to work. Ugh.
My sister & her two snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-111504362002-03-26T17:22:00.000-05:002002-03-26T17:22:00.330-05:00Wow! I didn't know that it had been so long since I posted. :(
This is a quick note to let it be known that I'm fine. My sister is in town this week so I've been running back and forth between my apt, work, and my parents' house to visit with my sis and her two kids. I only get to see her about 1-2 times a year, and we are really close.
In other news, Andrew & I celebrated our 6th month snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-109169502002-03-19T22:05:00.000-05:002002-03-19T22:11:03.000-05:00Well, the past few days haven't been good neck days. What's new, right? I saw the chiro doc today, and he said that I pulled a muscle---he called it something that started with a T---and that it's common even among folks who con't have neck troubles on a regular basis. He did his adjustment and remarked that, over all, I'm doing a lot better. Yay. As for the muscle strain, it's a lot better snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-108299032002-03-17T14:05:00.000-05:002002-03-17T18:38:53.000-05:00Crap!
The past few days my neck has gotten progressively worse. I guess it started Thursday night after belly dancing. The past two nights haven't been good nights of sleep. Then, last night, I had to miss a friend's birthday dinner cuz my neck was *really* being a big jerk. Well, today takes the cake. I can't believe that I'm actually sitting at this computer to write this, but I guess snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-108101222002-03-16T20:18:00.000-05:002002-03-16T20:19:06.000-05:00"Simplicity and clarity should be your theme in dress."
Yeah, right. What kind of a fortune cookie fortune is that? Is that what's wrong with me??? Is that my main problem on this planet....that I'm not a simple and clear dresser?
Whatever. ;Psnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-108001012002-03-16T13:08:00.000-05:002002-03-16T13:11:12.000-05:00How about some new colors? I'm trying to keep it easy to read so I couldn't pick the "fat kitty" template. =^..^= The font shows up too small. Also, I just set up a site meter. Yippee. Who'll be the first visitor??snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-107069302002-03-13T17:01:00.000-05:002002-03-13T17:01:30.953-05:00
Beware, folks.
In case you didn't know, it *is* possible to put too much oil in your car. I know cuz I did it last night........
The day had already been quite a challenge. I missed the whole day of work cuz I took a muscle relaxer Monday night before bed to relax several muscles so I could sleep. My doc prescribed them last year when my neck troubles surfaced. I hadn't taken a whole pill snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-106198312002-03-11T10:41:00.000-05:002002-03-11T10:43:36.000-05:00I woke up this morning and heard on NPR that today is the 6 month anniversary of 9/11. They were interviewing, what I heard later, was a Howard University professor of English who's wife Odessa was killed at the Pentagon. It was their 25th wedding anniversary, and she was only planning to be at the office a few hours. She never came home.
All of the sudden in the few moments that I was snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-106046092002-03-10T22:31:00.000-05:002002-03-10T22:40:23.000-05:00Andrew & I went to check out the new mall today.
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Truthfully, I'm most excited about the layout. It's amazing.
The part known as Main St is outside, and it feels/looks like you're waliking down....well, a Main Street in Somewhereville. Nifty, colorful statues of people are scattered about, and there are several beautiful fountains. One of the funniest things that I saw snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-103489122002-03-03T21:34:00.000-05:002002-03-03T21:35:34.000-05:00
From one of those pass-around emails that I won't fill my friends' inboxes with, but I'll post it here. It really spoke to me about focusing on what's important. Now, if I could just do that:
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-103476542002-03-03T21:00:00.000-05:002002-03-03T21:00:51.000-05:00A dear friend decided that I needed a patron saint to help me since I'm so afflicted. :O) Hee. This is who she found for me. I am definitely a "possessed person".
More later.......snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-101892012002-02-27T12:23:00.000-05:002002-02-27T12:45:54.000-05:00Update from Snadville:
I'm doing pretty darn good, thank you. Lately, I've kind of decided to take the bull by the horns and just *decide* to not feel sick anymore. Heh. Easier said than done, I tell you. I sincerely believe that the stress of that last job at Hellhole, Inc. really took a toll on me, physically & mentally. I'm struggling now to get a handle on my various ailments, eat snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-101474922002-02-26T11:41:00.000-05:002002-02-26T11:41:42.806-05:00Comments? Write me at snadolicious@yahoo.com....snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-100850012002-02-24T21:16:00.000-05:002002-02-24T21:16:19.910-05:00Did you hear the lightening strike today? Yep. I worked out. Me? Yes, me. Andrew & I have both decided to get more exercise so we did wash and worked out in his apt complex's weight training room. It was really nice. If I can remember to bring my bathing suit, I can even swim in the indoor pool. Today, I rode the bike for about 10 minutes, walked on the tread mill for about 10 minutes, snadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340514.post-100681132002-02-24T11:16:00.000-05:002002-02-24T11:16:07.766-05:00So I tried and tried and tried to log on and post last night, but blogger was down, I guess. Basically, I wanted to say one thing. Yesterday was Andrew's & my 5 month anniversary.
I laid in bed this morning next to his sweet, sleeping self and thought about how many guys with which I had actually made it through 5 straight months out of the gate. Not many. Most guys whack out after 2-6 mossnadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11030095726539561382noreply@blogger.com