Monday, January 19, 2009

Irony

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28730370

I find it ironic that this schmuck decides to throw a shoe at the "oppressor", the US (or our leader, anyway), and now is seeking asylum because his actions aren't okay with his own government. Not that Iraq is oppressive or anything. Right?

That First-Date Rush

Remember that first-date rush? That whole, who-is-this-person and how-will-we-hit-it-off feeling? Kind of scary, kind of exciting, all rolled into one?

Well, yours truly had a most excellent coffee date on Sunday. With a guy. A cute one. And I'm pumped.

So this is someone I met on e-harmony. He's a 32-year-old MN guy, lives in the southern suburbs, works in sales for a siding company. We have a lot of interests in common, but he also does some things that are very different from me. We both enjoy traveling, photography, and exploring the Twin Cities. He has a Brady-bunch type family like mine, so he "gets" that whole cluster of stuff. His mom is a teacher, so he really understands all my drama with that profession.

On the flip side, he has musical talent (I got nothin'). He plays in a band - guitar - for fun, in his spare time. He digs non-fiction, which is cool since I seldom venture far from bodice-ripping/vampire/sci-fi/spy novels.

We extended our coffee date into breakfast, and then made plans to get together again this weekend. Yay! My optimism renewed, I find myself riding the first-date rush even today. It's good being single sometimes - I forget that a lot!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

@*&%@#*&

It's cold.
'Nuf said.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Holidays

Well, the holidays are finally over. It took a while, but I managed to see pretty much everyone in my family between Thanksgiving and New Years.

We did Christmas at my dad's on New Years Day this year - more of us could come, and dad doesn't care if it isn't on the actual day of Christmas. So, we drug our hungover, overtired, sad butts to dad's to eat, play games, open gifts, and carouse in a mild-mannered way.

The kids had a great time playing the Wii they got from Santa... (Note: I have NO rhythm; this was proven yet again as I tried my hand on drums.)



Livia has really gotten the hang of opening presents...


and even the damn dog got into the festivities...


plus Nathan gave us his usual "bah-humbug" look, as classic as stockings on the mantle...


while Colleen searched for...something...oh, wait, yep, a can of whoop-ass in cribbage. Found! (Sorry, dad!)
It was a great holiday - hope everyone else had a good one, too!