*I began writing this post on March 1st or 2nd. Whoa. I really need to pick up the pace here!
I’m so glad it’s March.
In honor of this fabulous month and the springtime that is coming closer each day, I am going to write all about me.
ME!
What’s new in my world… well…
It’s SNOWING!
In truly Minnesotan fashion, I decided it was high time I write a blog. What better to blog about than GLORIOUS LAZY WEEKEND SNOW? Not much, I tell you what.
Actually - there is one other thing. I saw a perfume at Marshalls last night called “White Shoulders.” - Dandruff perfume? WHAT?!
I’m currently loving the snow. I woke up at 9-ish and lazed around in bed for an hour before getting up and trudging over to the local bank to make a loan payment. The manager there is so friendly. I always seem to get the same woman checking me out (3 times out of 4). She’s an older lesbian, very friendly, always makes good small talk.
After the bank, I drove the three short blocks to my local co-op. Hooray! The place was packed. I picked up a few of the essentials to make sure that I don’t starve (har har) during the big bad snowstorm that is supposedly upon us. I have so little faith in the local weathermen. Well, Paul Douglas (aka “The Goof On The Roof”). There. I said it.
I thought that perhaps if I posted a blog I would be able to approve real comments rather than continue to be annoyed by the insane amount of spam comments that I get on this site every darn day.
Life has been more than fabulous as of late. Including lots of love, relaxation, a healthy dose of self-care (thanks, in part, to my good buddy Richard Simmons), and lots and lots of work.
June can’t come soon enough.
I have gotten more attention this summer from my nose ring that I’ve gotten in ages. I began sporting it as my “summer look” because I don’t feel it’s appropriate to wear at work. The girliest of girls have been complimenting me on it lately. I haven’t gotten this much attention since the spunky hairdo of ‘03
I must say - I’m flattered!
The state fair starts tomorrow - I’m so excited - I bought advance tickets ($3 cheaper) and a bargain coupon book. I have to save at least $4 to get my money’s worth. Oh it’s on.
So far today I have:
*slept late
*cleaned the heck out of my house
*internetsed to my heart’s content
*all in all been enjoying my vacation
Later today I will:
*hopefully (if it isn’t sold out) go see a movie at The Walker
*spend time with friends
*be social, darnit.
Ok, not really. It’s quite simple.
The strggle comes when my personal and professional lives collide.
Truth be told, I’m in the same profession as Leab*, generally speaking.
*Sidenote: I really hope he posts more this summer - I understand life got busy with a new kid and work, but boy howdy do I miss his blog.
I get summers (mostly) off, starting today (whee!), and have struggled with just how much of my personal life I want accessible on the web. That’s why I choose not to put my name on this site. I don’t want to be googleable by my firstname lastname and have people who only know me professionally begin to know me more personally than I would be comfortable with. Perhaps I should say - “It’s hard out here for a teacher?” Perhaps not. :)
Long story short I would like to begin (have begun?) writing for or at least contributing to a blog local to my community, but to maintain the journalistic integrity of said blog my firstname lastname must be used on there. If y’all are as smart as I think you are, I’d bet you can figure it out (aka find me on the other site) without having that blog directly link back to this blog, as my full name is used there. I also hope you, dear reader, can understand why I choose not to reveal “too much” (aka my full name) on this blog. Many of you know it already (friends, family) and if you don’t know, it’s probably because there’s no reason for you to know, and you couldn’t care less.
Be well and have a fantastic summer - hope to see you around - don’t be surprised if I become a blogging fiend over the next 2 1/2 months, inbetween vacations, time with friends/family, and a whole heckuva lot of the outdoors.
*At my parents’ house, on my mom’s laptop.***
*Sitting in my underwear and a tshirt, nursing a beer that I opened at exactly 10:52a.m. Before noon! Ack! Whatever would Miss Manners say?
*Doing laundry.
***Did I mention that my parents are out of town?
*Catching up on 10 days worth of blogs, journals, random websites, and e-mails.
*Lamenting my lack of internet at my new place, puzzling over my recent decision to use Qwest as my internet provider rather than Comcast, pissed that there are only two choices in this “metropolitan” area, annoyed that Comcast charges $50 for installation when Time Warner used to do it for free, yet happy that I can install my Qwest high-speed DSL myself when it arrives in the mail on Monday.
*Done drinking beer and on to water.
*All caught up on blogs, journals, and other various websites, but not on e-mails.
*Sleepy.
*Going to fold my laundry, take a quick shower, head home, unpack more stuff, and decorate.
In the past week I have:
*watched the Twins beat the White Sox live and in-person (9-2, I believe was the score).
*written letters back and forth with my landlord for documentation (oy).
*worked and worked and worked.
*hung out with friends twice - once at a party, and the other last night at the CC. Good times and lots of signing was/were had by all.
Catch ya back online (hopefully) Monday night!
Or, rather, I have moved.
I am officially a resident of Northeast (NE) Minneapolis.
Bye-bye South Minneapolis.
Neighborhoods I have lived in (in the twin cities)
1) Selby-Dale (super noisy, lots of late-night shouting at the baptist church across the street from my place)
2) Frogtown (don’t believe all the bad stuff - the residential areas are great!)
3) Cedar-Isles-Dean (just across the street from St. Louis Park, on the Mpls. side)
4) Lyndale (just south of Uptown, near Crema Cafe)
5) Northeast - not sure if my little area has its own name or not
*I just looked and now I know what neighborhood I’m in. Fun. Oh, internets, what am I going to do without you?!
Phew.
I don’t have internet access and cannot afford it. It’s a sad day - I’m hoping that my downstairs neighbor/landlady will let me mess around with her Qwest internet. She says she has a router/wireless capabilities, but I’m doubtful. If she has it, it’s not hooked up. There are no signals nearby for me to steal *ahem* borrow from, either.
On a somewhat related note, I’m not sure how I feel about people calling NE Mpls “Nordeast” - I have a love/hate relationship with it. Either it’ll grow on me, or it’ll be a constant annoyance, much like how I felt about outsiders calling “Missouri” “Mizzurah” when I lived there.
Today I:
Bawled* after a stern talking to from a friend of a friend (re: my housing situation).
*sidenote: I loathe crying in front of anyone, except for family. It’s extremely painful for me and I avoid it at all cost.
Swept up a mirror that shattered into about 100 pieces.
Called 911 on my way home as there was a bus (either the 4 or the 113 express) stopped in the road near Lyndale and Lake. Stranger than that? There was a curly/poofy haired man walking straight (crookedly) down the middle of the road, on the double yellow line. He was nearly hit by at least 10 cars in the time that it took me to pass him. I was freaked out and worried for his safety and the safety of the folks on the bus that (I’m assuming) he had just been kicked off of.
In other news, I like an Avril Lavigne song. Obviously the world is ending soon and I am on the way to losing all of my street cred. Sad.
What a strange day.
I have Atopic Dermatitis.
I had it when I was a kid (middle school age) and now that I work with kids, I have it again. Mostly on my right foot, for some odd reason.
(in reality, there’s absolutely no connection - I just like to blame everything on the kids)
I will probably have it for the rest of my life.
Woo I’m part of another minority group!
3% of the population. The doc even did a biopsy on my foot (and took pictures - yikes)!
If I’m lucky, it’ll only flare up bad like this every 10 years. I hope.
P.S. Don’t look up any images for it. Seriously. It’s disgustin.’
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