Saturday, September 26, 2009

I just can't seem to get it together.

Once I get it together, I can't keep it together. If you've known me for a long time, then you know that I used to have a memory like a steel trap. I didn't forget things. I was able to keep a complicated schedule, including assignments for six different undergraduate classes, a work study job, and an internship, straight in my head. No forgetting. Only random use of my planner.

And now I seem to have lost all ability to do that. I have a planner. I live and die by it. If it's not in there, then it doesn't exist in my world. So since I never wrote, "Lock the car," and, "Hold on to your driver's license and debit card," in the planner... I didn't. I did not lock the car and I left it unattended on a medium-size public college campus for eight hours. Luckily, all that was missing was my grey jacket and the mail. Strangely, the Sirius receiver was left. Maybe they don't care about satellite radio. But I really liked that jacket, and it was so old that I can't get a new one to replace it because nothing new is as good as something old. Plus the mail... well, taking my mail sucks, because I had written checks for bills and such, and it's clearly an issue to have such important things missing.

And the driver's license and debit card. I put them in my pocket and I walked to the drugstore for some cold medicine. Somewhere after my purchase, I lost both of them. Of course, I didn't realize this until I was at the grocery store getting milk for Llama. (A day that ends without milk does not end, in case you didn't know.)

And so, I have money in the bank but no way to get it. And I'm a little scared of the whole identity theft issue. AND if I see someone wearing my great grey jacket, I'm going to jack them up. You just watch.

But really, all of this could have been avoided if I still had a memory like a steel trap. How do I go about getting THAT back?

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

A Photo Montage from Summer 2009

Set to music. Not actual music, because 1) I don't know how to do that and 2) it irritates me when I open a page and the music scares me and I have to scramble for the volume button. I'll just illustrate some lyrics.

The song is "Daughter," by Loudon Wainwright III, and I first heard it at the end of Knocked Up, while I was pregnant, and I sobbed.

Everything she sees, she says she wants.
Everything she wants, I see she gets.

That's my daughter in the water, everything she owns I bought her.
Everything she owns.
That's my daughter in the water, everything she knows I taught her.
Everything she knows.

Everything I say she takes to heart.

Everything she takes, she takes apart.

That's my daughter in the water, every time she fell I caught her.
Every time she fell.

That's my daughter in the water, I lost every time I fought her.
I lost every time.

Every time she blinks, she strikes somebody blind.
Everything she thinks blows her tiny mind.

That's my daughter in the water, who'd have ever thought her?
Who'd have ever thought?
That's my daughter in the water, I lost everytime I fought her.
Yea, I lost every time.

And now that I'm crying, I'll end this for tonight. The promised photos have finally arrived.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Tomorrow I will post a kajillion pictures.

Today, I want to ask you for a favor. Go here and vote for which hospital you'd most like to see win a gameroom from Microsoft. You could win an Xbox 360, but I don't care about that. I care about sick kids having something to do with their time since they can't, you know, go home and play with their siblings and friends. If you don't have a favorite hospital, you can vote for Children's Hospital of Pittsburgh. Thankfully, we've only needed them once and it was a very minor issue, but I am happy they were there.

Thanks. And pictures really are coming, either tomorrow morning, or possibly later tonight. But please go vote.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Blogging about blogging... again.

This is just a short update in list format. You know I like lists.

1. We went to Erie for a couple days before my semester started. Llama had a great time. So did we. Llama learned that she really likes to swim underwater and that she likes to jump into the water from the side of the pool. I signed us up for swimming lessons.

2. The new semester started. I'm a stress ball.

3. Llama and I are going on a long weekend with Bucket's family. Bucket's not going. There will be an "Adventures of Llama and Tuna Roll" upon our return.

4. I have pictures. Lots of pictures. But they're on my camera and not on the computer. The situation will be remedied after we return from the long weekend.

5. I know I'm a bad blogger and I keep promising to be better. Sooner or later, I'll get it.