Those Photos I Promised

Cookin Cousins

Double Double Animal Style

Tiny T is in the Kiss Army

My Mom & Stepdad's new puppy Zoe. What a sweetie.

Jake & Crystal's Dog Lola. What a beauty.

Hollywood Hil

Dup is sort of into him

Leonardo DiCaprio

This is how I'd like to be remembered ...

Back

We're back but i just don't feel like blogging still. I know, this is a long slump. I think it's because there are things going on with me that I can't really post up here and so I feel like talking about other stuff is fakey.

The trip was great. My family was so much fun. It was really good to spend time with good friends. The weather was fantastic. We saw Leonardo Dicaprio at the Getty Villa (with a girl, not Giselle). We ate Roscoes Chicken and Waffles (the perfect combonation, who knew!) It was all very LA la la la la.

I still really want to move there. Dup is still not 100%. We will see. The driving is weird but I think once you know your way around better it gets easier and you get used to it. Traffic sucks, there's no way around it. Literally. We did see an accident and it was upsetting and I couldn't help but think how dangerous it is, driving yourself around in a car all of the time but people get pushed in front of subway cars, so....

Eliott missed us horribly even though his Aunt Rachel took impecable care of him. He's finally getting back to his old self and eating properly, etc. This is one beagle that loves his routine. Anything other is grounds for being distraught. I have to say that I am falling in love with him all over again. He's very complex.

That's all I have. Possibly more soon. Possibly not so soon. Photos at least.

Lu Lu Eightball by Emily Flake

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BIG TURKEY

i have no excuse. i'm not writing a novel. i just haven't had anything interesting to say. also, slammed at work and when i get home i'm too too tired to write.

i'll just give you some random tid bits. we have a new gate being installed at the dog run today. it's a magnificent acomplishment! yes, thank you.

i'm leaving work at 4pm today so that i can rush over to H&M. I need to buy some new items of clothing. I MUST! I SIMPLY MUST! my boss said i could leave early because i'm going on vacation. yes that's right! as of 4pm today (that's 2 tiny little hours from now) i will be away from work for a total of 9 days. YES. i'm so fucking excited.

i have a ton to do. i haven't packed. i'm getting my nails done at 6:30. what if i screw up my nails when i'm packing? these are my problems.

i'm considering buying a bottle of champagne on the way home.

we're going to california for a week. we leave tomorrow morning and we get back the following saturday evening. in that time we will do the following: see my friend jake's play in LA with my cousin's megan and jim, have an 84th birthday brunch for my grammy with all of my family on my mom's side, spend 2 nights in LA with friends, drink with friends in LA, go to Roscoes Waffle house in LA, go the Getty Malibu, go to Griffith Park, drive up to my mom's in San Luis which is wine country, play with my mom's new puppy "zoe" (an austrailian shepherd 6 weeks), have thanksgiving with my mom & stepdad, my grammy, my cousins, my cousins kids, my husband, go to a winery, sit in my mom's hot tub & who knows what else!

it's going to be fun, ok?

i'm just hoping our plane gets in on time because we want to be able to make the play tomorrow night.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I'm grateful to have a blog and people who read it and obviously, i'm grateful for my vacation. and my life.

Lu Lu Eightball by Emily Flake

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She may be pregnant but she still has balls...

-----Original Message-----
From: My friend who's about to become a single mother
Sent: Wednesday, November 08, 2006 9:50 AM
To: Her Boss
RE: Something else you should know

Well, nothing is 100% but, if I can get induced on the 5th I will have to go in the day before (Monday) to get potassin, etc. But, he has to wait until 2 weeks prior to schedule an induction - which is why he has to wait to let me know definitively next week. So, that would mean the1st would be my last day here at the office. Or, I can wait until she comes out naturally which would prob be the 15th or thereabouts and then my water would break in the office and you would have to drive me to health park in fort myers and then people at the hospital would assume you were the father and it would be awkward and embarrassing and you would feel sorry for me and insist on staying and be bored - but, we can got hat route if you would prefer.

-----Original Message-----
From: My Friend's Boss
Sent: Wednesday, November 08, 2006 9:45 AM
To: My Friend
Subject: Re: Something else you should know

So, you'll work till when? The 1st or the 4th?

mind control

I’m a control freak. I’ve been so depressed all afternoon because not very many people showed up to help with the dog run clean up today. I am the only person that looks forward to dog run clean up. It’s good exercise for one thing but also, it’s a community activity and I love seeing the difference after we’re done. It always looks so much better. Today I did most of the work myself. Usually there is a core of regular dog run users that shows up and helps for the majority of the time and then there are the randoms that come to use the run and end up helping for a little bit.

What really confused me about today’s lack of helpers was that the weather was so perfect for it, great dog weather – brisk, sunny, no wind. My standard line when people enter the run is something like, “Hey there, we’re doing a clean up today. You’re welcome to chip in. It’s not mandatory but we could use your help. The dog run is not maintained by the parks department it’s maintained by the users.” People today would be like, “Ok great thanks!” and then go over and sit on the bench and watch me rake wood chips.

It’s not easy work. I will not be able to walk tomorrow and I have blisters on my hands. I understand why people don't want to subject themselves to manual labor on their day off. I just got the feeling from people that it wasn’t that they didn’t want to help; they just didn’t want to help me. I was really trying so hard to be nice and I think that I was very, very polite but there’s a seething that goes on underneath it that people would be blind not to pick up on and that is what they react to.

Why can’t I get people to do what I want them to do?

I have a reoccurring nightmare that I am screaming and no one is listening. I’ve mentioned it before on this blog. I’m SCREAMING at everyone and people are laughing at me. It’s the worst most horrible dream in the world.

No that not true. There’s another dream that has become reoccurring and I’ve spoken about it here before too but I had it again last week and I can even begin to tell you how disturbing it is. In the dream, I murder someone that I care about very much. I don’t really mean to do it. It’s not calculated but I know that an action that I take will kill them and I do it anyway. Then it becomes apparent to me that I can get away with the murder and the guilt is too much for me to bear. Oh yes, I remember now, the last time I had this dream was just after I read, “Crime and Punishment.” In the latest version I poisoned one of my dearest friends. It was the most horrible feeling ever. I had to call her the next day to tell her about it, just so that I could shake this feeling. She was like, “Oh that’s very ‘Heathers’ isn’t it?” She was right. I think that’s where I got the scenario.

Is anything in my mind my own?

Dup and I are obsessed with “The Office”. We just finished the season two finale on DVD and I play the last scene over and over again. Be still my beating heart. Tonight after watching it again with commentary, I asked Dup if we could play, “Pam and Jim.”

He said no.