Once again I have forgotten all about my dark heart. Sorry about that.
Jamey recently bought me a new camera--it's loverly.
I've been playing with it a bit. I missed some great photo opportunities when Phisto and I hit the town Tuesday (Jamey borrowed it and I HATE that I got no pics of Phisto--she's looking great!)--but we've been getting fun pics of the kids. (it' may take me a day or two to get them all up--Phil was here for Memorial Day weekend and I snapped a few of him).
But, I got some pics of Lori pretending to be a kitty.
And of her being, well, three.
Life has been busy. And pretty boring. BUT, Kim (my sister) is coming in a week--and she is most likely moving down here. That will provide enormous amounts of blog fodder. Grin.
Tearing down a highway and replacing it with a tree lined boulevard sounds like a lovely idea. Unfortunately, I don't see that happening to San Antonio (unless an act of God required a total city rebuilding).
San Antonio has two major interstates that meet in our downtown: I-10 and I-35. And I think that our highways have integrated themselves nicely into our city--well nicely is a stretch, but our businesses are thriving along our many highways (we also have two concentric loops that connect our highways like a bicycle), both inter and intra state. We are actually so dependent on highways we have very few streets that run through the city. Without the highways--we really couldn't get around the city at all.
What we are fighting with right now are ugly toll roads that make little sense other than an obvious money grab.
I am enjoying Twitter. It's an exercise in being concise and witty. (Because all the popular blog kids are...) But I found out that J.'s cell phone can't twitter--poot (it's the cell phone I'll inherit when/if we upgrade). Now even more than ever I am jonesing for an iPhone, or a Treo, or Blackberry. I am much more witty when I am doing errands. Yes, I ought to jot it down in my notebook--but dang it I lost it...I actually bought a new one with bees on it and everything. I don't think it ever made it out of the shopping bag before I misplaced it.
For those of you that don't also read my knitting blog, Birdy's Knits, I have opened up a booth at a local craft mall (to get real world sales in addition to my shop's sales.) about two months ago. Sold nothing until I checked yesterday, sold TWO swiffer cloths! Woot! Now if I could just sell the other pretty things...I'd be even more stoked. Putting yourself out creatively is such a ballsy, naked move. You are asking complete strangers to like things you have created. It's incredibly difficult not to take it to heart and wonder what is the point? But you know me: Birdwell has an ego and although a small part is disheartened--between the ego and the optimism--I'm confident I'll be famouz one of these days. Grin. The occasional sale helps too. Luckily, my dual use stitch markers (they double as earrings too) are burning up in my knitting circle. I feel like a crack dealer for knitters. Yeah sparkling pretty things for your knitting is knitting crack. Heck at the retreat, I was doing deals in the street!
LOL, I just realised I was supposed to be extolling the virtues of being concise. Yes, once again the wordy bastard in me ran all over this blog once again. Well I have twitter for being concise and Dubh Croi for being wordy.
Yesterday felt just plain weird. Nearly everyone I saw today look so familiar. Sure I've lived in this city for nearly 15 years, but this is San Antonio it's got over a million people. Sure a few people can be familiar, but everyone from the craft store, to the CPS Energy office, to Officemax and every where else we went I was like---duuuude I know you...but from where?
It was the oddest feeling. I am quite known for my serious, vivid bouts of deja vu, (which is what Jamey explained it away) but it didn't feel like deja vu--none of the situations felt familiar just the people.
We did get a lot done yesterday--so that was quite satisfying AND I got to go to a Tuesday knit night. This week is an embarrassment of knit nights---I have another one tonight, possibly Friday (depending on A.) and most definitely Saturday.
So finally--I too am tweeting. I heard about it last year. Checked it out--eh I don't have a cell phone, not into chatting and really can I Birdwell possibly limit myself to a mere 140 characters?? Phisto, Quimby: laugh_it _up! Well, I think I am ready. Ha! I may even take over Jamey's cell when we are out and about (which may be coming to me soon if we get a new phone service)--yeah yeah me one of the last people in the free world with no cell phone.
I also like it because it's all bird-like and how can I stay away from that for any length of time?
Wanna follow me? Birdy's Tweets on Twitter and on her various blogs.
Because I am "obsessed" (read enthused) with this woman, I have been keeping up with her recent TV appearances...I actually watched the Today show (blech) to watch her and hurried some lovin' to watch the last half of her segment on Nightline.
You know what's really weird: I have had a total of three dreams about her now. I really need to chill.
I don't understand the flack she gets (well I do, because people can get offended if I say the sky is green), she is an AMAZING writer. I have had a blog longer than she has and I have yet to even get 100.000 readers (I don't think I have yet to even reach 50,000) in the entire 8 years I have been blogging. So it's not content...it's her extraordinary writing skills and her view point. It's something that people find funny, engaging and relate-able (it's midnight and have no clue how to spell it even with firefox and Jamey helping me out--leave me a comment). It's good to know personally that I am not the only one who wants to be her best friend.
Recently Mic has stopped calling me Mommy and Jamey Daddy. It's all Mom and Dad now. He's just too cool now.
I've been neglecting this blog shockingly. I have tons of pics to share. Just haven't gotten around to it. Bad bad Birdwell!
The kids gave me cards--each signed their name. Mic was reluctant because he thinks cards are boring--but cheered up when Jamey brought in the gifts. He later hid his card.
I got a beautiful Cally Lilly and a new crock pot--I've been dropping not so subtle hints that I wanted the new three in one crock pot. Grin. Also got the requisite candy and wine (it's kosher mom!!).
Video!!
Mic is on the far left---my camera won't zoom for video. This was last weeks game. I need to post what I took of yesterday's game.
A meme from Euroknits--a new blog I found today when she stepped out of lurkdom in my LSSK group. She's already a bunch of fun and I have barely started reading her blog.
What we have here is the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing’s users. As in, they sit on the shelf to make you look smart or well-rounded. Bold the ones you've read, underline the ones you read for school (but I am also bolding the ones I re-read after I had to read them) italicise the ones you started but didn't finish. Oh and a star (*) that I have them or WILL read them
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
Anna Karenina
Crime and Punishment
Catch-22
One Hundred Years of Solitude Wuthering Heights The Silmarillion
Life of Pi : a novel The Name of the Rose
Don Quixote Moby Dick Ulysses
Madame Bovary The Odyssey Pride and Prejudice Jane Eyre The Tale of Two Cities
The Brothers Karamazov
Guns, Germs, and Steel: the fates of human societies
War and Peace
Vanity Fair The Time Traveler’s Wife The Iliad Emma
The Blind Assassin
The Kite Runner*
Mrs. Dalloway Great Expectations
American Gods
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius Atlas Shrugged
Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books Memoirs of a Geisha
Middlesex
Quicksilver Wicked : the life and times of the wicked witch of the West The Canterbury Tales
The Historian : a novel A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Love in the Time of Cholera* Brave New World (LOVE this book) The Fountainhead Foucault’s Pendulum (gives me the heebeejeebeze tho')
Middlemarch Frankenstein
The Count of Monte Cristo* Dracula A Clockwork Orange
Anansi Boys
The Once and Future King* The Grapes of Wrath(HATE this book--loathe the author)
The Poisonwood Bible : a novel 1984 (LOVE this novel)
Angels & Demons
The Inferno (and Purgatory and Paradise) The Satanic Verses Sense and Sensibility The Picture of Dorian Gray
Mansfield Park
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
To the Lighthouse
Tess of the D’Urbervilles
Gulliver’s Travels Les Misérables (read the abridged stated the full)
The Corrections
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time Dune The Prince
The Sound and the Fury* Angela’s Ashes : a memoir (even met the author)
The God of Small Things
A People’s History of the United States : 1492-present*
Cryptonomicon
Neverwhere
A Confederacy of Dunces
A Short History of Nearly Everything Dubliners
The Unbearable Lightness of Being*
Beloved* Slaughterhouse-five The Scarlet Letter
Eats, Shoots & Leaves The Mists of Avalon
Oryx and Crake : a novel
Collapse : how societies choose to fail or succeed*
Cloud Atlas
The Confusion
Lolita
Persuasion*
Northanger Abbey
The Catcher in the Rye On the Road
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Freakonomics : a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an inquiry into values The Aeneid
Watership Down
Gravity’s Rainbow The Hobbit
In Cold Blood : a true account of a multiple murder and its consequences
White Teeth
Treasure Island David Copperfield The Three Musketeers
Whew--I have a massive book collection. My dream is to one day have a proper library in my house with neat shelves and a database of all the books. Besides being a knitter, I am a reader.
I know a few friends that could tackle this list--and BLOG about it--ahem Q and P??
This is a quickie. Happy Cinco De Mayo. Went to the zoo Friday and took lot's more pics...but that means I have lot's of editing. I'll get to it. Vomiting ran rampant in the Birdwell household. Speaking of which the name change I desperately want: $218. WTF! Yikes! Thonk!
Here's to me blogging again sometime this week. Just wanted to let y'all know that I am not dead.
What else have I been doing? I am just knitting: for moooney so I can afford my name change. I just wish there was a bulk discount.
So on the way home from soccer practise on Tuesday Jamey and I were trying to help Micci remember our phone number. Lori piped up from her seat: "I can say it!"
Me: Lori? Okay how?
Lori: I open my mouth and SAY it!!
How old is she again? Really folks the teenage years are going to be hell. I am going to start drinking now.
