Seriously scraping the bottom of the barrel here... apparently my life is really boring (well, except for the flood, the car on the river, and maybe a few other things). So here's a bunch of randomness for you - 'cause it's all I got.
* I am incredibly tired of medical shows about transplants. Every now and then there's a transplant episode, and it gets me every time. Damn transplants, damn broken organs, damn TV. (And don't even get me started on all the dead dads on TV lately!)
* My Mom called to let me know that the "final resting place" that we chose for my Dad had to be moved across the "garden". It's no big thing, but it's just sort of surreal to be at work, talking to your Mom about the merits of his ashes being on the sunny side vs. the shady side of a garden filled with lots of other people's ashes. I suppose I should care, we're getting the "family plan" - Scott and I will be there one day.
* The car is still in river, only the front half, but now the river is freezing around it and I have no idea when or how they are going to get it out. Worse yet, since Scott was the one to call emergency services he ended up getting a bunch of calls from the Sheriff, the humane society (the idiot was on the river chasing after his dog) and the news paper. Somehow we've become a side show in this red-neck drama.
* Back to the bra shopping - what I really need is a bra that moves the back fat forward. Why didn't anyone tell me that some time after thirty, no matter how thin you are, back fat happens? How is it that my ass began growing up my back at the same time that it starts falling down? And is there a bra that can fix it?!
* I went to a meeting of the local photo club tonight - I'm not sure if I'm going to keep at it. The people were nice, but I'm not sure if my photos are up to snuff. It's not a big time commitment, and it might be fun. I really love how my perspective on things has changed since I've started taking a picture a day - I look at the world a little differently, and maybe this club will continue to foster that.
* And three years ago today we adopted a cute little ball of Tortoiseshell fluff - and right now she's doing a great job of keeping my neck warm and probably helping me keep my hold on the little patch of sanity that I can still lay claim to.
Current Music: Little Wonders - Rob Thomas
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
This and That
Posted by Mandy Lou at 8:23 PM
Labels: blog-a-licious, random
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I just caught up with a lot of Grey's Anatomy last night, so I'm not sure if you are referring to that with the transplant thing, but I saw it.
You really depressed me by talking about back fat and the part of getting older and stuff. I do not want to age one day for like the next six months while I get my shit together.
I don't know what to say about your dad's ashes. When my best friend died and was cremated, I was really happy that she wasn't "resting somewhere" because that just feels weird when you know the person is gone. Ashes have nothing to do with a person once they are dead. Neither does the body, in my opinion, but that's just me.
Yesterday I sat down in the living room, armed with my lunch and the TV remote. My plan was to watch a nice little family program I'd recorded of of TLC the night prior. So I take a bite of my sandwich, cue up the show and hit 'play,' and immediately, I'm clued in that the show that was on the guide when I hit 'record' the night prior wasn't the show I was seeing.
The giveaway? A surgeon holding up a huge slab of skin and muscle that they had just cut off of a person. I put my sandwich down, wiped my fingers with a napkin, and immediately turned the channel!
So yes, our reasons for such shows are vastly different, so very much so, and I'm not making light of that, but surgery shows and me in general just don't mesh.
When you find that bra, you let me know.
I vote that you pick your favorite photo each week and post it here. I'd love to see it!
I think your life is very interesting. I have never seen a car in a river. I never lived on any body of water that floods. umm. I have too much regular fat, so the back fat, kind of at the low point of my priority list, but when I do get skinny, I will check back with you on that bra thing.
I am not ignoring the Dad thing, I just really can not think of ONE thing I could say to you to help you feel better, but I concur, kind of a weird conversation to have to have.
I know what you mean. Everything is all about cancer too. And seriously, I have noticed all the dead mothers everywhere on TV and in the movies. It's inevitable and totally unavoidable. It's bloody annoying.
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