Time is for dragonflies and angels

...the former live too little and the latter live too long.

~the Golux

Time is also, apparently, for me.

Went to the doctor for a follow up appointment today. The upshot of the visit is that my achilles needs a whopping dose of tincture of time (and a bit of physical therapy). Got the boot for a few more weeks too. Oh joy.

As I was getting up from the couch where I had spent half an hour icing my heel (with frozen peas and carrots), The Beast was watching. Putting weight on my foot, it cracked loudly and she looked down at it with her head cocked. Sometimes I feel like doing the same thing...

In which Matt Nathanson leaves me a voicemail

I introduced Erica to Matt Nathanson (at least I think I did) when we went to his show at Barnes and Noble two weeks ago. When I checked my voicemail during lunch last week, Erica had called to say hi... and held the phone up to the radio for one of his songs! I sat there with a big grin on my face, listening to my dearest Matt sing to me from my phone. 

It totally made my day :)

Yeah, me too

Saw this when I was last in Chicago:

Where are your safe places?

Crazy cat lady. Maybe.

Erica? Katie? KT? You know how you were wondering about the whole cat thing? Well, you're in good company!

Gymnastics tryouts are next month

We jumped from late summer to early winter here with little to show for the interim except for a brief explosion of color. And while that was indeed quite a show, I'm not sure it was worth it. Ask me in the spring.

The strip of grass that The Beast frequents is now plastered with wet leaves. They are actually pretty slick. So when Gazza squatted to do her business, her back legs slipped out from under her and she ended up doing the splits, help up only by her front legs. I couldn't help laughing out loud. She briefly struggled to get back into position, but in the end she just peed there doing the splits.

I'm sure the cars passing by thought I was unstable standing there laughing at my dog in the rain, but you would have too!

Yep, back to nights for the next two months

And the bacon is as good as I remember it... both actual and metaphorical.

Badum-ching!

Heads will roll

I was driving around Fremont the other night. As I rounded a corner (or more accurately a roundabout), I noticed a second floor condo with the shades up and all the lights on. I can't help but look when I see something like that. I try not to, but curiosity usually gets the better of me. I mean, if it's that big of a deal, close your shades- you know?

Anyway, I did a double take because the walls were covered with... animal heads. That's right, somebody in Fremont has two walls of mounted game. I couldn't see exactly what kind they were, but I still found it comical. If anyone in Fremont should have their shades closed to hide a dirty little secret, it's those people on the second floor!

Rain, rain go away

It rained nearly nonstop for five days. Welcome to winter, Seattle. 

Good days to work, I guess.

Love, it goes both ways

I can feel the change

The change you've made in me

But will I ever see

All the things you see in me

When you say that I'm one of a kind

I don't see it but you believe

That I'm so strong and true, I promise you

I'll try to be that kind of man

Because you love me like I am

When it comes to love

I may not know the rules

But there's one thing I know

My heart belongs to you, just you

Who would you sing this to? Who would you love to sing this to you? Just think on it awhile.

Clickity click!

Hey, remember Tangrams? I used to love them, but I haven't seen any around since, oh, second grade.

For those of you pining for the days of yore (spent gathered around in Story Circle, taking care of the class hamster, and playing with Tangrams), I bring you... Assembler.

Oh yes, let the drag and click begin!

Thanks Dad! I think.