WOW

WOW.  i'm having one horrible hair day.  What in the world happened between yesterday and today that made it look like this?  ... hair that looks like it's from the dark side.  Sheesh...



(scissors anyone?)

i want...

...to go to Africa. i want to go to Kenya.

Exhausted

Why is it that Monday mornings always find me exhausted?  i'm sitting at my desk at work and i want nothing more than to crawl underneath it, pull the chair in and curl up in a ball and sleep.  i even went to bed early!  Sheesh!  What's the deal???

Maybe it's just the drudgery of a new week at a job that is less than satisfying...
Maybe it's just the Monday morning blues....
Maybe it's because it's cold and rainy outside..
Maybe i need to find a sugar-daddy...
Maybe not.  LOL

Ugh. Monday....

Let's talk about shoes...

i am currently wearing a nice comfortable pair of Nikes...just got back from a delicious power walk.  However, most of the time, i'm in high heels.  4" or higher.  And they are comfortable.  And they look good.  And they make me feel pretty and sexy.  i love wearing heels.

i ran into a friend yesterday who had on a pair of VERY cute shoes - but only about 1" heel and she was complaining that her feet were killing her.  Huh?  One inch heels and they hurt?  Well i guess everyone has their limit, right? 

And it got me thinking about shoes..and women..and shoes...and how sometimes what we like, we think everyone should like.  i personally think most/all women should wear more skirts and dresses and heels.  i mean we have curves for a reason.  Shouldn't hide them behind big ole' baggy jeans or sweat shirts...let your clothes and shoes work for you. 

But for certain, wear those heels, baby!

Superbowl? Blech

So the long awaited Superbowl is just about upon us.  i'm not even excited this year for two reasons. 

1.  Eagles miserable year (enough said)

2.  The Monday after the Superbowl last year my house was robbed. 

The second reason is giving me trouble....in anxiety and dreams...it's not pleasant. The police never found who did it, though some of my neighbors thought it may have been another neighbor, who has since moved away.  But still.

Last night i had yet another dream of my house being broken into, but in this one, i ended up shooting the guy (UGH) six times... R leg (twice), R shoulder, r arm, foot and R hand.  i remember clearly 'aiming' for the right side so that i wouldn't hit his heart.  How gruesome!  ugh.  i hate dreams like that. 

But it does show a sense of unrest in my mind and i'm not sure what to do to combat it.  Also, last year after it happened, a good friend called me every night and talked to me until i fell asleep.  He did that for about two months.  What a true friend.

So maybe i should get excited about the Superbowl and then just stay home the Monday after...or get a guard dog for a day...or just be brave and keep living and keep a positive attitude!

Wish me luck!

Shoe Fetish

i had a very busy day today - up early and out doing errands and such.  One of my stops was at the laundry mat, where i had to do some bulky items, you know the kind that doesn't fit in the normal washer.  Because it was raining, i wore my lovely black knee-high 4" heeled boots. my skirt went to just above my knees, so there was a bit of stocking clad leg visible. 

As i was in the laundry mat, a little boy, about 2 yrs of age, kept coming over to me and staring at my boots, then he would reach out and touch my knee and then run away.  He was adorable!  Everytime he ran away, he giggled.  And i was thinking, 'uh oh...he's starting early!"  He must have done that five times before he and his mom/dad and baby sister left. 

Well, whether he ends up having a shoe fetish or not, i certainly hope he never loses his sense of wonder and i also hope that when he is grown, some woman will wear such shoes for him.

That's easy for YOU to say....

Last night, on the way home from choir practice, my two younger sisters and i were trying out a new (or new to us) tongue twister.  Gales of laughter could've been heard from my car, if someone had been around to bother and listen.  As i dropped them off at my parent's house - they were still trying to get it right.  Between the three of us, we could get it right one time..but forget it for the other two times.

So....you try it.  Three times.  Fast.  Go on. 

Camel Coloured Caramel

Yeah, that's what i thought.   LOL  Don't worry, we're laughing WITH you!

Hugs

Confession is good for the soul?

Ok, confession time.  i have an addiction.  i am a blog-aholic.  A voyeur into people's lives, perhaps. Is there a cure?  Do i want a cure?  No, not really. i find other people's lives totally fascinating.  The written word has always held great power over me and in blogs i find myself totally immersed.  i do draw the line, however, when it comes to thinking about or worrying about the writers of the blogs.  That's just too far.  If i ever get to that point, i think i'll join a support group.  Until then, however, i'll read on...

Oh wait, my favourite husband/wife bloggers just posted a new one...gotta go!

Cats vs. Dogs

Cats are the ultimate narcissists. You can tell this because of all the time they spend on personal grooming. Dogs aren't like this. A dog's idea of personal grooming is to roll in a dead fish.      ~James Gorman

Baby, it's cold inside

We were advised yesterday, before leaving work for the day, that the building would be unheated.  Seems that the HVAC system is broken (again!) and they have to shut it off until it's repaired.  Last time this happened (right before Christmas) the temperature never got above 65F.

So this morning i'm dressed for it.  Longer skirt, tights, my 4" knee high boots, a tank top and sweater (wonder what Stacy and Clinton would say about this outfit!).  i'm ready for the cold office.

...or Siberia...

Wanderlust

Dang it!  i have it again!  It descends on me like a plague, making me long for a new place, new people, new surroundings.  Wanderlust. Part of the Irish history - always searching for 'home' and never finding it....the need for travel...the need to go to Ireland to find those roots.  The pull is strong, always has been.  Usually a good road trip will dissipate the need, but lately, it consumes me. 

A trip is planned for May - the month of May - the entire month of May...i hope i can last that long...maybe i should buy my ticket today!  

...i was born under a wanderin' star...a wanderin', wanderin' star.....

A New Year

So this is 2006.  i wonder what this year will hold for me.  i wonder where i'll be at the end of it.  i wonder if it will be a good year or one i'd rather forget. i wonder.  The past year was a good one...there were bumps...there were problems...there were certainly national and international things that were dreadful...there were good times...there were plenty of good times....many times to laugh...many times to smile...many times to love.

So i hope for good things, new things, exciting things for this new year. i set three goals for myself this year..only three.  Two are long-term goals and one is a short-term goal.  i'm excited to get started on them.

But first, more coffee....and a bubble bath!