Forward

You know, I don't really get the whole New Year's Eve thing. I mean I can certainly get behind the "any excuse for a party" part of it, but really - it's just a day and a bit of an artificial construct at that. January 1 holds no more promise than December 31 did when you look at it in the blinding light of day (usually through a hangover, 'tis true), so again, I don't get the frenzy that some people feel. My brother and SIL were always big on the NYE experience and loved to spend it out at a restaurant or a night club with the crowds and the streamers and the yelling and whatnot. Me? I'd much prefer just hanging out with friends and watching movies or something simple. And that's good for me this year because there's not much happening around the Casa this evening :) I'll have to work on next year being somewhere between those two extremes.

The time marked between last December 31 and this one has been, shall we say, eventful. Big changes in every aspect of my life and yet I know that they were just place holders for what's to come. Whatever the hell that may be. I have few expectations simply because I've found that it's easier to roll with the punches that way. You really can't control the swirl of events that constitute your life, so you just work for the best and plan for the worst. (Yes, my life is lived according to fortune cookie wisdom. Why do you ask?)

I've been reading the essays in the book Dar bought me for Christmas (A Woman Alone: Travel Tales from Around the Globe [and just when the hell did I forget all the rules for capitalization anyway?]), and it makes me want to take to the road something fierce. I have taken solo vacations, and when I was in school in Germany I spent most of my time alone due to the great age difference between me and the rest of the class. It was fun, and I certainly learned that I could manage on my own in a foreign country, including traveling alone behind the Iron Curtain. I love to travel; it doesn't even have to be to places far or exotic, just new to these eyes. I hope to get in more traveling in the future.

For tonight, though, I'm going to restrict my travels to wandering down to the kitchen and getting another glass of ginger ale. (In my favorite Aragorn/LOTR glass from Burger King. Woo!)

Happy New Year to you all, my friends. No matter the time stamp or the page on the calendar, my wish is that the coming months treat us all with more gentleness than has been our experience these past long, long weeks.

Four Things Meme

From all over the net, but most recently seen at browncoat's LJ.

Four jobs you’ve had in your life:
School bus driver, companion/interpreter for a blind/deaf girl, database administrator, editor

Four movies you could watch over and over:
Any of the LOTR trilogy, The Thirteenth Warrior, Young Frankenstein, Jaws

Four places you’ve lived:
Cambridge, MA; Maricopa, AZ; Heidelberg, Germany; Kitchener, ON

Four TV shows you love to watch:
Real Renos, Battlestar Galactica, Deadwood, The Amazing Race

Four places you’ve been on vacation:
Cape Breton, Nerinx KY, Salzburg Austria, Montreal

Four websites you visit daily:
Shakespeare's Sister, Crooks and Liars, Ain't It Cool News, the local weather.

Four of your favorite foods:
Trader Joe's Mexican dip, curried pea soup, omelet with salsa, bran bar with peanut butter.

Four places you’d rather be:
Our own farm complete with alpacas, visiting Carol in NC, Cuba, Prague.


Off to market. Ciao, y'all.

Turning back the clock a few minutes here

It's still the 30th that way, and that means that I can still wish malterre a very happy birthday. So - Very Happy Birthday! Friends to the bitter end, Mal :)

And speaking of bitter ends, the people who wanted to see our house today also took a look at the place across the street. A loooong look. Like over an hour. (We figure they were here for only 20-25 minutes.) I don't get it; I really don't. Anyway, it looks like the lady across the street is finally going to be able to put a SOLD sign out front. Yeah, this year is going out true to its sucky self.

Dar and I worked our asses off today getting the place fluffed and shiny. When it was all over but the snarling and weeping, all I wanted to do was veg, so I headed down to the Princess Room and parked myself on the sofa and watched movies for 6 hours straight. OK, not really movie movies - I finished watching the last episodes of Sleeper Cell. Did anyone else catch it? I highly, highly recommend it to you all. I saw it On-Demand on Showtime, but I hear they're shopping it around to other channels. Check it out if you get the chance.

After 3 hours of that, I saw that On-Demand also had LOTR:ROTK. Joy!! That ending? Still had me crying. I am such a sap.

And now I can't sleep. Of course. So I'm off to read a book or three.

P.S. I still love Nathan Fillion</>.