here is an interview with mitch hedburg's wife, lynn shawcroft. if you liked mitch hedburg, read it. if you don't know who he is, go download his comedy somewhere, okay?

my parents and steve's parents met today. things went very well, better than i could have hoped. from a couple things my dad said today, i realized that he has decided that we are very serious. damn serious. huh.... more on that later maybe

we had a dinner party tonight but no one came, so we had to eat everything ourselves. well, my parents promised they'll eat the leftovers when they show up tommorow.

and then we went out to dessert to stuff ourselves further.

i am outgrowing my jeans from last september. when i look at my back in the mirror, i swear it looks wiiiiide.

why, why, why am i so mind-numbingly tired?

i had my first real roadkill experience this morning. about 30 seconds before getting to the school i'm teaching summer school at, my car smacked right into a bird. the bird was in mid flight, but its graceful movements were ended by the smack of my bumper. (drivers side, near the headlight.) birdie tried to put on the brakes at the last minute, so my view was of a bird frantically flapping its wings, and then bird and gore and feathers flying in a nasty little explosion. fortunately, it didn't leave anything behind- i wouldn't have wanted to hose the car off. (plus, it would have scarred some poor child walking in to school.)

sorry birdie.

goodness. the tiny bit of rain that my lithops (http://www.lithop.supanet.com/) got before i rescued them the other day may have killed them both. one is wrinkled, and the other has partly turned from purple to grey. if they die, i will be so sad. pull through, little succulent nubby alien plants!!!

oh yes. i almost forgot- happy third burfday, little blog. i made you a frostinged cake and ate it, in my mind. just now. because i remembered.

wow. it has been in the 90s for days on end, and now it is cold, overcast, and RAINING. 10% chance of rain, and it actually happened.

me, minus one year.

i just got up from a nap. i'm listening to christmas music and my underarms itch. i am way hot.

if you'd like, feel free to imagine me repeating "harry potter? "harry potter?" "harry potter?" silently in my head all day. cause i got the book last night and whenever i haven't been reading it, i've been thinking it. so, i have now had my bookiebook for 24 hours and have read 520 out of 624 pages. i knew this would happen. i always read books i'm excited about ravenously.

if my brother hadn't been here, i would have finished it by now. (sad.)

i like to say "harry potter?" in an english accent. we went by barnes and noble tonight and there were a lot of people in capes and silly round framed plastic glasses. there were also a couple 20 year girls in short short skirts and very low corset tops.

i dub them the whores of hogwarts.

everyone advertizes their tivo-like product by saying that you can pause and rewind the tv. but i knowwww that mostly what happens is fast forwarding. through the commercials.

"miss d, know why i won the ticket drawing? i prayed."

my dishes did NOT come today, like they were supposed to. ups gave me some incomprehensible message about how my package was "missed" and delivery was "not attempted."

i have no idea what this means.

supposedly my package was on a truck at three am, so ... yeah. i am not a patient person.

ebay is just way too much fun. someone needs to give me a bunch of money, and i'll buy old dishes all day long. and maybe sometimes i'll go buy old dishes in person, too. i think i need more dish cupboards....

i like when my boss looses his cool at school and swears. i think it is absolutely hilarious. like when he said "jesus christ" in the bus circle. or "shit" in the kindergarten classroom.

i got the results of my sigmoidoscopy today. no cancer, no ulcerative colitis, no crohn's disease. (thank goodness) so it looks like i have IBS, or if you call it by its old name, spastic colon.

treatments for IBS that i have heard of so far:
-anti-depressants
-diet change
-probiotics
-yoga
-psychotherapy (whaaaat?)
-tranquilizers (um....)

tommorow, i think, will be my personal back to school day. i start teaching summer school monday, plus i have a long list of thingies i need to make for my next year's classroom. they range from cute little self esteem promoting affirmations on handprint-shaped paper that my principal is going to praise me for, to a system for checking out books from my personal library of kids books. (i don't want to have 24 missing next june, like i did this year.)

i want a chaise lounge. they're sexxy

i have to have my mp3s organized. however, the ipod doesn't allow you to carry over any sort of organization from the windows file system. i had to get a program and go through my mp3s changing all the ID3 tags. and THEN i had to mess around in itunes for a while, trying to get the dern thing to recognize that i had changed the tags. i'm finally done. yay! now my ipod won't look like someone barfed on the file names