GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Thoughts of annoyedness are pulsing through my neck. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....Irritation, irritation, irritation. I don't want to go off on my friend. I don't want to go off about my friend. I like my friend. I try to like my friend. I really do. Sometimes it takes effort. Does the fact that I get irritated by real stupidity (not the endearing cute kind either) and lack of common sense really mean that I am oversensitive? I just dont have patience for it. Even so, I've always thought I was pretty nice about it. I have no interest in telling her she's a stupid c&*$, because Id really like to maintain some friendship with her. She *does* have some endearing qualities. I am not oversensitive you stupid f-ing c@#*! You are almost 30 years old. You are a grown woman. Quit trying to be a dumb teenager. You were dumb as a teenager as it is. You really dont need to relive that. Either do I. Grow up!

funny moment of the day

An IM from a friend just a moment ago:

don't know whos [arse] I have to kiss to get a [new] job, but they need to stick it up in the air higher so I can find it

hee hee

a lump in my throat, a knot in my stomach, and a tear in my eye

I was just driving along minding my own business this morning. Just another monday morning... I dropped the kids off at school, stopped at the post office to mail some bills, ran into the store to pick up a couple things, hopped on the freeway, turned on the radio, and headed for work. I drove on down the road listening to music and driving, half awake and thinking about little else, same as any other day. Then I saw him. Right in the middle of the last overpass before my exit, there was a man holding a large US flag, blowing in the wind. I felt like some one kicked me in the stomach. Today is September 11th! How could I not even have realized? The date hits me like a freight train. This man was giving his time, when I imagine he was supposed to be at work. He was standing there in front of the world, cars whizzing by behind and below him, making a silent statement. A HUGE silent statement. I wanted to turn around and drive back by to tell him thankyou! How could I forget about something like this? September 11th was the day that so many people's nightmares became reality. September 11th was the day so many brave people gave their lives for others. September 11th was the day I realized how vulnerable every single one of us is, and the day I lost the sense of security I'd lived with all my life. It was the day that war and atrocity became real to me. War had always been something we fought somewhere else, away from home, before that day. You know, the whole "It could never happen to me..." scenario. September 11th was the day that brought my country back together, that relit the fire of patriotism in so many people's hearts. Ironically, I was driving down the freeway listening to music when I heard the news that morning also. I didn't go back to talk to the man with the flag, but I am thankful for what he is doing there today. I hope he stirs in others the thoughts he did in me.

Thanks to you, whoever you are, for touching my life, and for reminding me this morning of many things that should never be forgotten!

those who matter don't mind

Yesterday I received this one. I love this quote!

then I made these..

On their way today to some other folks in far away places...

more postcards

Then I received these:

mountain jellyfish?

So this is the first handmade postcard I made. I sent one very similar to it to some one in a far off place :)

a change will do you good (do doo doo doo la la la)

Speaking of pretty pictures, I've prettied up my blog finally. Nice, no? Im liking it :) Thanks to ahpoi on blogskins for the pretty picture!

pretty pictures

We just got back last night from our yearly trip to Eastern Oregon. It's so beautiful over there! The heat is more than I could deal with full time, but it was really nice to get away. (aaaaaaahhhh, big sigh. aaaaaahhh, another big sigh, was nice to be gone, but its nice to be home too...)


Aren't these clouds dreamy? The sky there is so amazing. We never have clouds like this at home. If we do, Im not lucky enough to be looking up.



My girlies are going mining! Yeah, um no, but they thought it was pretty fun to stand in front of the old cornucopia mine anyway. We went up to Cornucopia with Dan's uncle. He lived there as a young boy when it was a booming mining town. It's a ghost town now, with a few ramshakle shacks and lots of stone footings where there once were miners homes. That kind of place is cool anyway, but even more so when you have a guided tour with someone who LIVED it! WOW!



obligatory country boy truck porn...


Dan at twin lakes, cool place, very pretty. We made love on the dock here. No one around for miles. We saw some smoke over a ridge on the drive back down to town. By the time we reached the bottom they were evacuating the whole mountain, and there were helicopters scooping water from the lake to drop on the fire. Can you imagine making love beside a mountain lake, no one around for miles, just sunshine and solitude, and then suddenly up roars a helicopter? That would be an awkward moment! We consider ourselves mighty lucky and our timing good. Another 20 or 30 minutes, and we'd have been hastily dressing while trying to keep our clothes from blowing away in the wind from the choppers. Heh. Yikes!

Im a bad blogger...

I dont write nearly often enough, and thats sad. Its not like anyone is reading this, so Im not letting anyone down or anything, but Im letting myself down, and I dont like it. I am a happier and more even keeled person if I can take the time to write and to work through how I feel, so I decided this was important to me, but I really haven't followed through as well as I had planned or hoped. UGH.