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Happy Thanksgiving to all of my U.S. readers, and happy Thursday to all of my non-U.S. readers!

I have some work to get done this morning while the house is quiet (I was too busy making pies yesterday to meet my quota), and I have a feeling I’m going to break into the pumpkin pie I made in a minute, here. I’m sure it’ll taste good, but it looks… wonky, and it’s not something I wish to grace my sister-in-law’s table. Which is FINE BY ME, because pumpkin pie for breakfast on Thanksgiving morning just sounds right.

And I’m all about doing the right thing.

Plus it’ll give me a chance to make some more of this. Which is also the right thing to do.

Home is weighing heavily on my mind today, so in light of this I will share with you another song that brings tears to my eyes. I hope you are where you wish to be, right this very second.

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Hermity.

Posted: November 22, 2010 in bitching, boredom, Headspace, Music
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I’m feeling decidedly hermity. I’d be a total shut-in if I could convince my boss to let me work from home 100% of the time. Lately, it just seems like an effort of epic proportions to get motivated, get showered up, get ready to go, and then just GO already. My ass-spread is reflecting the total couch potato attitude that I’ve been infected with. If I could live in yoga pants and a sweatshirt I’d be a happy, if decidedly unattractive, lady.

Take today. ALL I had to do was get out the door and run an hour’s worth of errands. But even as I was pulling out of the driveway, my brain was making a “MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH” whine that almost amused me in its patheticness.

Then there’s all the crap around here that I also don’t feel like doing. Laundry. Mopping. The general degunkification of the entire dwelling. MEEEEEEEEEEEEEH.

I’ve got three pies to bake, a casserole to throw together, a veggie and dip plate, and a cheese ‘n crackers plate to prepare for Thursday. Low-key indeed, and a far cry from the hustle of having to make an entire Thanksgiving dinner. But I’ve got to go to the grocery store and get all of the ingredients… MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH.

Writing deadlines staring me in the face. MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH.

Blogkeeping that I’ve been putting off for far too long. MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH.

Books that are failing to hold my interest (GOOD GOD SOMEBODY CHECK HER PULSE). MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH.

I’m sitting here listening to country music (I know, I’m on a weird kick), sipping tea, and procrastinating fit to be tied. I just can’t really think of anything that would pull me out of this funk. Maybe go on a CD-shopping spree with Bill, make some killer mixes, and cruise around with the windows down. Take a walk outside, get some exercise and fresh air. Drag Amanda to go see Harry Potter.

I’m homesick. I miss my friends. I’m bored. I am, in general, rather depressed. For no particular reason other than, well, MEH. I feel like a big ol’ whiny suck baby.

(Queue Bill’s inevitable, “Walk it off, ya big pussy,” comment in five… four… three…)

However, this song makes me happy. “I don’t have to be hateful, I can just say, “Bless your heart.”” She’s so adorable you just want to carry her around in your pocket, dontcha?

I finished up my Six Sigma green belt training today. That means my team is about halfway through the project completion and should get our certification in a few months’ time, after we’ve deployed and reached a sustainable point. After that, I need to decide if I want to pursue my black belt. I might. I haven’t decided. It IS quite a marketable skill to have, and if I want to leave AcronymCo at some point and pursue a job on the east coast, having this as a bullet on my resume wouldn’t hurt. So, we shall see.

If I did I’d get to hang out with the Stats geeks again. I love me some Stats geeks. The ones of my acquaintance are so very, very enthusiastic about their chosen bliss that it’s hard not to enjoy learning from them.

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We watched the Country Music Awards last night. Lady Antebellum represented very nicely among the categories. I never really liked country music, much, but it seems to be growing on me.

Look out, it’s a tearjerker. Country music seems to have more of those kinds of videos than other genres. Like this one, which KILLED ME when I watched it the first time, and kills me again every time I see it. So, don’t watch if you don’t want to cry. I’m not kidding. I just watched it, just now, for probably the tenth time, and it got me bawling all over again. Sometimes a good cry is good, though.

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Okay. Ha. On THAT cheerful note, I’m going to get a workout in before my 5:00 teleconference. Catch ya on the flip!

Taoist Biker put this song in my head today:

It’s one of my favorite Led Zeppelin songs, though I always have wondered at the meaning of the line that I used for today’s title (well, and yeah, a lot of their other lyrics are equally as puzzling). I love almost all of their albums entirely, though I’m not a huge fan of the last one (Coda). I can thank my ex husband specifically for getting me into Zeppelin – one of the few good things that I took away from our relationship.

He had all of Zeppelin’s albums on vinyl, and we’d sit for hours in his room, or mine, and listen to them. And make out, heh. Also, EW. ACK. BLECH.

At our wedding, our first dance was to Thank You. Yeah, because THAT’s what a seventeen year old will pick for her wedding song. Still, it held meaning to us. And now I can listen to THAT song without getting icked out. Growth. Progress.

Hmm. I had little else to say, today, other than Led Zeppelin. I like ’em.

Like TJ said, “It’s NaBloPoMo, and they can’t all be winners.”

Put your headphones on. Close your eyes. Take a pause for three minutes and forty-nine seconds.

Breathe. Trust me, this helps.

You are loved!

Better.

Posted: October 14, 2010 in Headspace, Music

I just wrote an entry that I didn’t publish. It got some things off my chest and made me feel better. Sometimes I’ve just gotta write, even if it’s not fit for public consumption.

I don’t know why I keep forgetting that.

I’m going to get myself back here on a regular basis, and very soon (NaBloPoMo is right around the corner, after all!). One more small hurdle to overcome, and then I believe I’ll find my blogging mojo again. In the meantime, enjoy this gem that Bill recently dug up:

It’s Friday, and these songs are getting me in a weekend frame of mind.

(The official video is here, and a group of four people shouldn’t, by law, be allowed to be that freaking attractive.)

Party people in the house! Gonna get my drink on and watch some questionable television. I recommend you do the same.

Coupla

Posted: September 24, 2010 in Family, Health/Fitness, kids, misc, Music, photography, Pimp

– Miss Amanda Marie turned twenty-two on the 18th. We went to Kona Grill for dinner (sushi FTW!). A good time was had by all, in part because Kami joined us. DAMN, though, we need to break Amanda of that Coors Light business. She brings shame upon us.

– Our grandson Robert Anthony turned seven on the 23rd. We all hope he had a happy birthday.

– I have a new photo blog, here. I’m only somewhat blatantly copying Dys. Eventually there will be fresh content – the few pics I’ve put up were simply to fill the space for the time being. Still, they don’t suck. You’ve just probably seen ’em before.

Heather is awesome and we should all support her.

– I’m having the follow-up test for the Essure procedure next Thursday. Verily I say unto you, deets will be sharedeth.

– Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.

– It pissed me off that Facebook’s downtime was the number one CNN headline for two days in a row. Where do you guys get your news from? Cuz I’ve gotta say, that factoid right there speaks worse for CNN than it does for our culture in general.

– This is stuck in my head and it’s all Kim’s fault:

– The fact that it’s Friday has been the only thing barring me from committing several homicides, one assault with a deadly weapon, and some major self mutilation. Have a great weekend, everyone!

We are big, BIG fans of mix CD’s in our family. We make a mix CD to accommodate a road trip, or to mark a holiday. We make a mix CD when we want to consolidate a bunch of our current favorites onto one disc. We make a mix CD when we’re bored on a Saturday night.

And we save them ALL.

I have a stack of our mix CD’s on my desk right now. I know there’s more at home. As I’m listening to these CD’s, I’m struck with how they tell the history of our family, of the life I have with Bill and the kids, and of where we were mentally and emotionally when the CD’s were burned.

It’s kind of fascinating, really.

Take, for instance, “Mixiness Volume II”, which was created on 2/24/02. I actually wrote a corresponding entry about that weekend, which inspired the mix. Quoth the entry, “Then, with windows rolled down and a new mix CD blasting away, we wandered up to Old Town Scottsdale.”

Track list includes:

– “Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC
– “Brick House” by The Commodores
– “Dead Man’s Party (Live)” by Oingo Boingo
– “In The End” by Linkin Park
– “Livin’ It Up” by Ja Rule
– “Girl Can’t Help It (Live)” by Journey
– A sixteen minute and twenty-nine second 70’s/80’s rock sample mash-up that begins with Hendrix and ends with Led Zeppelin
– “Rock You Like a Hurricane” by The Scorpions
– “No One Like You” by The Scorpions
– “Play That Funky Music” by Wild Cherry
– “Wooly Bully” by Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs

“Mixiness Volume III” was created around 4/8/02 – I didn’t write the date on the label, but I did write an entry about it. I was in the midst of planning our wedding at the time. Here is the tracklist THAT weekend inspired:

– “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us” by Jefferson Starship
– “Bang a Gong” by Powerstation
– “We Built This City” by Jefferson Starship
– “December 1963 (Remix)” by Frankie Valli
– “Venus” by Frankie Avalon
– “Fantasy” by Aldo Nova
– “Reflex” by Duran Duran
– A fifteen minute and thirty-one second 80’s/90’s dance music mash-up
– “Bodies” by Drowning Pool
– A thirteen minute and fifteen second mash-up of Madonna songs

The “Happy Hour Mix” was inspired by the happenings of this entry back in April of 2002, in which I describe a happy hour we held at our house. We used to have a lot of happy hours at our house. Then we stopped cleaning it unless we really, really had to. And stopped creating reasons to have to.

– “One Love” by Bob Marley
– “Days Go By” by Dirty Vegas
– “Reflex” by Duran Duran (repeat offender!)
– “Return of the Mack” by Mark Morrison
– “Hella Good” by No Doubt
– “Bang A Gong” by The Powerstation (another repeat offender!)
– “Mas Tequila” by Sammy Hagar
– “Pour Some Sugar on Me” by Def Leppard
– “Can’t Get You Out of My Head” by Kylie Minogue
– “Sexual (la di da)” by Amber
– “Silence” (techno remix) by Sara McLachlan
– “Sexual Healing” (remix) by Marvin Gaye
– “South Side” by Moby
– “Escape” by Rupert Holmes
– Some techno trace song by Darude

I talked about the Valentine’s 2004 Mix in this entry. It wasn’t very… Valentiney. Really, it was entertainment for the four-hour drive up north to go skiing.

– “Splash Waterfall” by Ludacris
– “Toxic” by Britney Spears
– “One Thing” by Finger Eleven
– “Brush Ya Shoulders Off” by Jay-Z
– “Are You Gonna Be My Girl” by Jet
– “Milkshake” by Kelis
– “Figured You Out” by Nickelback
– “I Like The Way You Move” by Outkast
– “Tipsy” by J-Kwon
– “Yeah” by Usher
– “Salt Shaker” by the Ying Yang Twins

Our taste in music is… random. But once we like something, we like it FOREVER.