Mundane participation for the tragically bored.

Thanks, dahlink.

That is a beautiful baby Swimpy! Makes me want to hold her.

wearing: Holey yoga pants, Berkley sweatshirt, fuzzy socks, silver hoops, hairs a MESS
hearing: football - Cowboys vs Giants
eating: Nada
drinking: nada- thinking about making a cup of green tea.
feeling: PPft - I got nothing done this weekend. pooh.
wanting: to have gotten something done this weekend.
looking forward to: getting something done next weekend.

Oh wonderful!

I've been so gaga about babies lately that I was a tiny bit worried that I made the decision to have just one kid too soon... but really I just want to be aunt/ grandma, not a mom again. Hold 'em for a while and coo and fuss and then hand 'em back. There aren't enough little babies around anymore so I'm going through baby withdrawal. It'll be quite a while before I get to the grandma stage though (at least it better be, knock on wood). There are some new babies in my extended family, I'll volunteer my babysitting services.

Jewish, Islamic, Christian, or moth infested?

wearing: Plaid pj bottoms and blue turtle neck shirt;
hearing: Norah Jones lyrically melancholizing about going Back to Manhattan

eating: Nothing;
drinking: Water;
feeling: Mixed reviews about life. I did enjoy going to see the documentary Client 9: The Rise and Fall of Eliot Spitzer but still nervous about living day to day with so many questions about my personal financial security, etc.... http://www.client9themovie.com/


If you want... you can help me with my laundry and possible help me clean up my cluttered room, non? Just asking.

looking forward to: Thanksgiving meal with a friend.

Well - I am definitely Christian - though it be frowned upon a lot these days. Tsar - these pants are sad. I should retire them - but I can't seem to let them go - so - I will keep on wearing them. For a little while longer anyway

wearing: T-shirt - BCBS of AL. The Caring Company - HAH!!
hearing: History Channel and my sweet Professor snoring on the couch.
eating: Nothing; - not. a. thing.
drinking: Nope
feeling: Life is a struggle every day - no matter how stong my faith I find myself questioning why....hopefully I will find an answer one day.
wanting: to have gotten something done this weekend.
looking forward to: getting something done next weekend.
Tsars wrote:


Tsars - I would be glad to - I always enjoy helping others with their messes much more than I enjoy cleaning my own...it is an innate thing. Seems to be written in the genes.

looking forward to: Seeing my Mama and Daddy this week. I need to curl up in their laps. Seriously miss my Mama and Daddy. Makes my eyes tear up thinking about how happy I will be to have them with me.

Awwww.

Heh heh - late night posting should be prohibited, Roger. Apparently I am really sappy when I get tired! I lose my filter.

Oh and...I might have had a couple of glasses of Merlot...that can give me the "I love you man" syndrome

wearing: his V-neck CK white t-shirt, lotsa lotion and his monstrous huge dark blue striped terry robe... Hmmm...all his stuff. Beth's comment about losiing myself in him comes to mind... ha
hearing: Dave Matthews singing, "The space between the bullets in the firefight is where I'll be waiting for you.." Today's metaphors brought to you by the letters F and U.
eating: Banana
drinking: Saw mismi's green tea idea from the copy, and going now to start some.
feeling: you could throw just about anything in here, and there'd be a bit of it roaming around in my psyche.
wanting: my kids, more self-discipline, a blow torch
looking forward to: my baby girl's visit!!!, and that time that comes every night.

wearing: green button up shirt and dark blue jeans;
hearing: Bruce Hornsby dancing on the snowy studs and raven ribbons ... okay ... (((sigh))) I failed at finding a better metaphor for the piano keys. He's playing his melancholic jazz song We'll Be Together Again
eating: Nothing;
drinking: Water;
feeling: Slightly nervous about a Buddhist meeting tomorrow. I feel out of my league going into something where I have so much skepticism about;
wanting: Self confidence and some bit of ambition to bring myself some kind of financial and emotional security;
looking forward to: Monday~ Harry Potter on the IMAX screen and meeting a friend for a pleasant Thanksgiving meal on Thursday.

Cool on your Buddhist meeting. Can you tell how it goes? I think I need to go sit in a floor and meditate with some robe-wearing peeps. It can't be a bad thing, right?

And, re your nod to self-confidence...I watched a survivalist video this morning, and the guy said - "THE MOST IMPORTANT THING YOU CAN HAVE"...when you find yourself plane-crashed, shipwrecked, or in some hideous arm-sawing situation all alone..."is a positive attitude." Believe in yourself, darling.

I believe in you! You deserve security, and you have what it takes to achieve it.

Thanks Lash.

I'm walking completely blind on how the meeting will go but I'll drop a brief follow-up when I get back.

The chanting is like an Olympic sport and it's Japanese so two strikes against me. Have to practice at least twice a day so it will flow like a mountain spring or something naturiffic like that. No one was dressed in robes or had shaven heads. Only average citizens of NYC.

wearing: white t-shirt, my usual plaid jama pants, and a white terry cloth robe;
hearing: Wynton Marsalis and We Three Kings~
;
eating: Nothing;
drinking: Water;
feeling: Tired but not ready for bed. I'll try and go to sleep after this post;
wanting: A little credit would be nice. I plan to forgo a possible television purchase if I could get credit to buy a nice camera. Use that to motivate me to walk home more often.;
looking forward to: I'm not really sure....

wearing:black Naot sandals, beige/pink jammie pants, hot pink Snoopy tank, giant navy cotton knit jacket
hearing: radio doc on women in tech start-ups
eating: Nothing;
drinking: nutcracker sweet tea
feeling: like I should be getting the shopping done as next weekend will be beyond crazy
wanting: to have the choreography completely implanted - and the oomph to finish sewing the final costume pieces
looking forward to: next weekend's intense choreography workshop with Hannan - I am beyond giddy AND scared about it





I'm ready. I'm at the right level. I'm intimidated!

va-va-va-voom!

wearing:wait, I have to look............Cuddle Duds bamboo v-neck under a teal blue cardigan under a denim, kindofa Nehru jacket, jeans and bedroom slippers
hearing: football from the next room
eating: Nothing;
drinking: Nothing
feeling: hmmm
missing: the smell of baby
looking forward to: nuttin really, at least not now.

wearing:blue jeans, white long sleeve t, pretty crotcheted sweater - very delicate with bell sleeves...awesome. fuzzy slippers.
hearing: football eating: Nothing;
drinking: Nothing
feeling: Like I wish I had more Lortab
missing: the Lortab
looking forward to: aaaah - whatever.

I am not hearing football eating. Just to clarify.
I am pretty sure I would put a stop to that. Whether it was the kids or the dogs.

Is that some kind of personal daemon?

"Hi everybody! I'm Lortab, Mismi's personal daemon! I have been away on a business trip to Alaska. I miss Missmi sooo much! (pun so intended ) Tell her I said hi and kisses!"

wearing: my usual bedtime attire of tuxedo and Flava-flav clock necklace;
hearing: Betty White and so-so romcom The Proposal. It's getting less funnier by the minute. The save from drowning scene so bloody unnecessary. Okay, everything that happens after the boat scene is so annoying and unnecessary.;
eating: beans and rice;
drinking: water;
looking forward to: Meeting a good friend for lunch tomorrow.

My Lortab looks nothing like that, Tsar. My Lortab is warm and fuzzy.

wearing:grey Mary Jane sneakers, navy yoga pants, grey zip up cardigan, burgundy velvet scarf with long fringe
hearing: radio doc on The Byrds
eating: Nothing;
drinking:ginger ale
feeling: like I've been clubbed. This was a tough, though exciting, weekend of dance. Danced in the gala on Friday night, then did 10 hours of dance class over the weekend.
wanting: the laundry to be done so I can go to bed
looking forward to: next weekend's concert of baroque German Christmas music