Things that Go BUMP in my Mind

Knitting, stitching, reading, gardening, cooking--I have no time for any of it.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

A blog to make my hubby happy.

My darling husband has been bugging me for several days now to get up a new blog entry. But there is always the age-old question: what should I blog about? (Perhaps the poor grammar of that last sentence? Perhaps not.) And, more importantly, do I have anything interesting/funny/snarky to say? That latter one is the real kicker. I sometimes think I have the potential to have a funny and interesting blog, but then I read a blog like this one and I know there is no hope for me. Seriously, go read Yarn Harlot's blog. She's funny, even if you don't knit or aspire to knit. Her recent post about her four-year-old nephew is hilarious (it may help that I have a four-year-old who seems to be an awful lot like Hank. YMMV.)

In other news, I am running again, which is nice. I got out of the habit in January and February, when I was working so hard and the weather was so yucky. Both of these are horrible excuses, of course, but I nevertheless milked them for all they were worth. I've decided to try the carrot-and-stick approach with myself. My "carrot" is a new running shirt if I make my mileage goal for April, which is 40 miles.

A blog to make my hubby happy.

My darling husband has been bugging me for several days now to get up a new blog entry. But there is always the age-old question: what should I blog about? (Perhaps the poor grammar of that last sentence? Perhaps not.) And, more importantly, do I have anything interesting/funny/snarky to say? That latter one is the real kicker. I sometimes think I have the potential to have a funny and interesting blog, but then I read a blog like this one and I know there is no hope for me. Seriously, go read Yarn Harlot's blog. She's funny, even if you don't knit or aspire to knit. Her recent post about her four-year-old nephew is hilarious (it may help that I have a four-year-old who seems to be an awful lot like Hank. YMMV.)

In other news, I am running again, which is nice. I got out of the habit in January and February, when I was working so hard and the weather was so yucky. Both of these are horrible excuses, of course, but I nevertheless milked them for all they were worth. I've decided to try the carrot-and-stick approach with myself. My "carrot" is a new running shirt if I make my mileage goal for April, which is 40 miles.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

If I had time...

I'd tell you all about my weekend--the sushi birthday dinner, Andy telling everyone at church that it was my birthday, the visit from a friend whom we hadn't seen in ages, etc. etc. But I'm horrifically busy at work, so I can't.

Instead, I'll simply note that the immortal words of Stealer's Wheel:

Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you...

Apply perfectly to the situation at work today. Bleah.

Friday, March 04, 2005

Owen, Owen, Owen....

Really, is there any more that needs to be said? I guess there probably is. After sleeping through the night three nights in a row, God bless him, Owen decided that sleeping was not the cool thing to do last night. It's not even like he wanted cuddles--he was awake. As best I can tell, it was a combination of things--his ecxema is horrible right now, so he was very itchy, and he didn't eat much for dinner, so he was hungry. Whatever the cause, the little booger was awake from 1:30 - 5:30 this morning. Can I reject reality again today? I want to retreat to a fantasy place with a big, soft bed, a cuddly kitty, and no wake up calls.

In other news, Andy and I planted more seeds--Cosmos and Sweeties--the other night. I just checked on them this morning, and I see a couple of seedlings starting to poke through the soil. The green beans we started last week are going like gangbusters. He took one of the green bean seedlings to school for show and tell today. I can't wait until he can bring in some of the actual beans!

Also, Chuck (who got no more sleep than I did and who has a headache on top of it) will be accepting, and placing into my raised beds, a truckload of soil and compost today, so I'll be all ready for planting. Have I mentioned how gorgeous my raised bed turned out to be? Chuck designed it and built it, and he did a bang-up job. I'll post a picture when I have one. I can't wait to see it overflowing with flowers and greenery.

All right, time for me to go off to work. *Yawn*