My stomach is growling. Badly. Ow.
We had our monthly company lunch meeting today and my boss picked up Antone's po-boys for everyone on his way back to the office from a morning meeting. Only he forgot to get any meatless choices. So I literally had pickles and a slice of cheese on bread with mayo and a diet coke for lunch. I haven't had any meat, wait that's a lie. I had a piece of very expensive prosciutto last week at a party and I nearly spat it out because it truly grossed me out. But I swallowed it because it would have been way rude to spit out a hunk of meat at a party. Even if I managed to do it daintily with a napkin or something.
I had a dream a few nights ago that I was cleaning up Thanksgiving dinner and a piece of ham dropped to the floor and I ate it before anyone saw it. Except I don't think that dream had to do with eating meat. I think it had another meaning, but I haven't figured it out yet.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Brilliant Girl Moves In, Gets Frustrated, Drinks a Beer and Goes to Bed
So I went to Home Depot and got the dryer vent last night. House didn't have a dryer vent, only a hole in the wall approximately the size and shape of a dryer vent. But I can't just vent the dryer exhaust into the walls (unless I want to catch the house on fire or attract mice) so I needed a vent with a hooded flap on the outside. So I got one, easy enough, only it didn't fit,and I cut my hand and broke it trying to make it fit.
So I moved on to the bathroom. I was going to move the curtain rod and then sand the wall and paint. Only when I moved the rod it pulled a chunk of wall out. A big chunk. So I had to patch that up and move on to something else.
I started putting boxes in their respective rooms.
Got the bedroom taped up for painting.
Took a shower with no curtain, cleaned up the water and went to bed.
Then the cats started fighting. Cary has decided to chase Gracie down until she lets him near her, and she's not having it.
Then the neighbors had people over and hung out in the backyard, but they weren't too loud until they went upstairs to have sex.
Okay, so that doesn't have much to do with the shape of the house, it just topped off a really frustrating night.
So I'm leaving it alone until next weekend. Not going to worry about the floors or unpacking or painting or organizing or cleaning or the yard or anything! And if I'm lucky I won't go completely mental between now and then.
So I moved on to the bathroom. I was going to move the curtain rod and then sand the wall and paint. Only when I moved the rod it pulled a chunk of wall out. A big chunk. So I had to patch that up and move on to something else.
I started putting boxes in their respective rooms.
Got the bedroom taped up for painting.
Took a shower with no curtain, cleaned up the water and went to bed.
Then the cats started fighting. Cary has decided to chase Gracie down until she lets him near her, and she's not having it.
Then the neighbors had people over and hung out in the backyard, but they weren't too loud until they went upstairs to have sex.
Okay, so that doesn't have much to do with the shape of the house, it just topped off a really frustrating night.
So I'm leaving it alone until next weekend. Not going to worry about the floors or unpacking or painting or organizing or cleaning or the yard or anything! And if I'm lucky I won't go completely mental between now and then.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
The ClothesHorse has a Reality Check
I have come to realize that cute old houses and great spacious closets do not often go together. I knew this before but chose to ignore it. And by ignoring it I have got myself into a pickle: I'm moving into an adorable older duplex this weekend with only two 2x4 closets.
Now, I only brought my summer clothes down with me from Austin because I knew I would have a place by the fall. My friend has a great big walk in closet in her guest bedroom, about 10 feet wide and two tiered. Just my summer clothes filled that closet. So what about my winter stuff? And all the clothes I need to buy to fill out the randomness of my wardrobe which I must admit has great single pieces that don't go with anything else I own.
I can hold off on the purchasing for a while (although I need need need some boots and something to wear with gray pants), but I can feel the necessity of a solution which may end up being aesthetically displeasing. I've started to think that I can turn one entire wall of the guest bedroom into an ugly clothing storage space, but something will have to eventually be done about that as the whole point of getting this place is to make it a really adorable place to come home to each night ( as long as I'm coming home alone, I might as well be able to enjoy it).
I need to find my camera so I can actually post some pictures of this place, then maybe benevolent blog readers would give me some tips on what to do with the space. I am admittedly not the best decorator but I've got some ideas I'm working with now and would like to be able to put up the photos. Oh well, I think I left it at Kate's house. Maybe if I had another purse to carry the camera in I wouldn't lose it....
Now, I only brought my summer clothes down with me from Austin because I knew I would have a place by the fall. My friend has a great big walk in closet in her guest bedroom, about 10 feet wide and two tiered. Just my summer clothes filled that closet. So what about my winter stuff? And all the clothes I need to buy to fill out the randomness of my wardrobe which I must admit has great single pieces that don't go with anything else I own.
I can hold off on the purchasing for a while (although I need need need some boots and something to wear with gray pants), but I can feel the necessity of a solution which may end up being aesthetically displeasing. I've started to think that I can turn one entire wall of the guest bedroom into an ugly clothing storage space, but something will have to eventually be done about that as the whole point of getting this place is to make it a really adorable place to come home to each night ( as long as I'm coming home alone, I might as well be able to enjoy it).
I need to find my camera so I can actually post some pictures of this place, then maybe benevolent blog readers would give me some tips on what to do with the space. I am admittedly not the best decorator but I've got some ideas I'm working with now and would like to be able to put up the photos. Oh well, I think I left it at Kate's house. Maybe if I had another purse to carry the camera in I wouldn't lose it....
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Oh, and one more thing
I've decided to be a vegetarian. Ovo-Lacto and some Pesco.
Thinking about eating meat that comes from factory animals sicks me out, and the thing is that I didn't think about it before. Where I grew up, we slaughtered our own meat, and I never had a problem with it. But when I heard that pigs are often unstunned when they are dumped into vats of boiling water, thus drowning in boiling water, that was it. So if anything, I might eat beef or lamb on rare occasion, and probably only if I had it slaughtered myself, like I did with a lamb this year. Like my pal Kathleen says "sometimes you just wanna have a hamburger". But primarily its veggies and tofu and cheese for me. And I feel the opposite of sicked out about it.
Thinking about eating meat that comes from factory animals sicks me out, and the thing is that I didn't think about it before. Where I grew up, we slaughtered our own meat, and I never had a problem with it. But when I heard that pigs are often unstunned when they are dumped into vats of boiling water, thus drowning in boiling water, that was it. So if anything, I might eat beef or lamb on rare occasion, and probably only if I had it slaughtered myself, like I did with a lamb this year. Like my pal Kathleen says "sometimes you just wanna have a hamburger". But primarily its veggies and tofu and cheese for me. And I feel the opposite of sicked out about it.
Yes, I have been that busy
So much is going on these days I hardly have time to sleep let alone blog, but I have thought for some time that I needed to post an update so here it is.
Houston is treating me mighty fine. Its like I never left - I've fallen back so comfortably into a lifestyle I subconsciously missed. So many of the things I was feeling angst over have disappeared into the city crowds. And I haven't even been to the museum yet (although the current exhibit beckons me, it features fine jewelery through the ages)!
I still think about Joshua constantly, but most of the time now I'm angry instead of sad, so that's a step in the right direction.
I'm loving my job....finally! I work with a very cool, close group of designers who are intelligent and witty and have wholeheartedly welcomed me into the company, immediately making me feel integral and necessary. It doesn't hurt that my first week there I discovered the previous accountant had embezzled a large sum of money. We've pressed charges and a large part of my day involves working with the insurance company and the D.A. compiling evidence for the trial.
I move into my new place in the next few weeks. Its being made ready after being destroyed by the previous tenants. What an adventure this is going to be, as I'm not quite sure I haven't bitten off more than I can chew. Its a big apartment, maybe 1100 sq. ft., the bottom floor of a duplex, and I may have to put some work into to make it nice. But its in the Montrose, just 2 miles from work, 4 blocks from my pal Sarah's, 8 blocks from my university and the Menil. Perfect.
I have pictures I really want to post of my friend's Lisa and Kate and I going to San Saba dove hunting on Tara's ranch. About a mile from the house my brand new car got stuck in the mud up to the door and got mud all inside the car too. Fortunately, we were able to get it out and no damage appears to have been done and I was finally able to get all the mud out. Lisa has the photos on her camera and keeps forgetting to send them to me, but they're hilarious so I have to share.
Also, I've started running more frequently and went on a 5 mile run last Sunday night, which is about as far as I've managed to go at any one time. Kate wants me to run a 5k with her soon and I was like "no way can I run a 5k" and she was like "dude, its only 3 miles" and I said "whoa, I do that all the time"!
And finally, Mr. Cary has a sister now! Her name is Grace Kelly and she is a stray calico that wandered up to Kate's house. I gave up the dog idea even though I'm going to be living alone because a. the landlord didn't want to permit a dog and b. it was Josh who really wanted the dog and I was just going along with it because I loved him and wanted to bring him joy. So here's hoping the next man I meet is a cat lover, although I'm not that worried about because thinking about other men right now makes me ill. The girls have 'introduced' me to no less than 6 guys in the past two weeks and I just laugh and think "well, when I am ready I guess I'll have a pretty good selection". But not yet.
Houston is treating me mighty fine. Its like I never left - I've fallen back so comfortably into a lifestyle I subconsciously missed. So many of the things I was feeling angst over have disappeared into the city crowds. And I haven't even been to the museum yet (although the current exhibit beckons me, it features fine jewelery through the ages)!
I still think about Joshua constantly, but most of the time now I'm angry instead of sad, so that's a step in the right direction.
I'm loving my job....finally! I work with a very cool, close group of designers who are intelligent and witty and have wholeheartedly welcomed me into the company, immediately making me feel integral and necessary. It doesn't hurt that my first week there I discovered the previous accountant had embezzled a large sum of money. We've pressed charges and a large part of my day involves working with the insurance company and the D.A. compiling evidence for the trial.
I move into my new place in the next few weeks. Its being made ready after being destroyed by the previous tenants. What an adventure this is going to be, as I'm not quite sure I haven't bitten off more than I can chew. Its a big apartment, maybe 1100 sq. ft., the bottom floor of a duplex, and I may have to put some work into to make it nice. But its in the Montrose, just 2 miles from work, 4 blocks from my pal Sarah's, 8 blocks from my university and the Menil. Perfect.
I have pictures I really want to post of my friend's Lisa and Kate and I going to San Saba dove hunting on Tara's ranch. About a mile from the house my brand new car got stuck in the mud up to the door and got mud all inside the car too. Fortunately, we were able to get it out and no damage appears to have been done and I was finally able to get all the mud out. Lisa has the photos on her camera and keeps forgetting to send them to me, but they're hilarious so I have to share.
Also, I've started running more frequently and went on a 5 mile run last Sunday night, which is about as far as I've managed to go at any one time. Kate wants me to run a 5k with her soon and I was like "no way can I run a 5k" and she was like "dude, its only 3 miles" and I said "whoa, I do that all the time"!
And finally, Mr. Cary has a sister now! Her name is Grace Kelly and she is a stray calico that wandered up to Kate's house. I gave up the dog idea even though I'm going to be living alone because a. the landlord didn't want to permit a dog and b. it was Josh who really wanted the dog and I was just going along with it because I loved him and wanted to bring him joy. So here's hoping the next man I meet is a cat lover, although I'm not that worried about because thinking about other men right now makes me ill. The girls have 'introduced' me to no less than 6 guys in the past two weeks and I just laugh and think "well, when I am ready I guess I'll have a pretty good selection". But not yet.
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