Wednesday marks my six week mark for my new cute little pierced ears and I am able to change the earrings. I haven't bought any new earrings yet, as I wanted to wait to see if I could really last the whole six weeks. But since I have endured, I've been looking forward to a little shopping with one of my girl friends.
Last Saturday I came home from errands and I saw the new Avon catalog on my apartment doorstep. I'm not much an Avon or Mary Kay person, but I thought to myself, "hmm...in these difficult economic times, I'd rather help out an independent woman trying to make ends meet, than a big corporate company." I picked up the catalog and started to look through it to see if they carried earrings. They do. But. The entire catalog is in Spanish and Maria, the Avon rep, doesn't speak English.
Oh well, Macy's has been struggling in these tough times too...
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Pied Piper
I'm really excited to report that I just got a new flute yesterday. As I reported earlier several months ago, my division at work runs different campaigns throughout the year. Winner's of the campaigns receive 'perk points' which they can then use to buy merchandise and air fare. I'm fairly certain I'm going to use all of my 'perk points' on musical instruments. :)
So, my new little flute came in the mail yesterday. I haven't played one in a realllllllyyyy long time. I'm both amazed at how easy it is to get a nice sound going, and sad at not remembering my fingering. It almost seems bizarre that we learn how to speak this other language of notes!
Just like with my keyboarding and singing, the cats come running to me when I'm playing the flute. Their eyes are as big as saucers and their ears pricked towards me. I can't figure out if they hate the sounds, or love it. (when I sing they come running to me and sniff my mouth.)
So, my new little flute came in the mail yesterday. I haven't played one in a realllllllyyyy long time. I'm both amazed at how easy it is to get a nice sound going, and sad at not remembering my fingering. It almost seems bizarre that we learn how to speak this other language of notes!
Just like with my keyboarding and singing, the cats come running to me when I'm playing the flute. Their eyes are as big as saucers and their ears pricked towards me. I can't figure out if they hate the sounds, or love it. (when I sing they come running to me and sniff my mouth.)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Spring is almost here
On my commute home this evening along the Mt. Vernon Trail, I noticed a field of dark little shapes on the ground. At first I thought it might be ducks, but realized the little shapes weren't moving. Then I realized it's a field of little spring flowers like daffodils and crocus popping up!
I am sooooo excited that spring is just around the corner!
I am sooooo excited that spring is just around the corner!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Christmas Cards
I want 'em!
My address is 3806 Executive Ave, A21, Alexandria VA 22305.
If you would like a card, post your address as a comment, or shoot me an email to watts_malden@yahoo.com.
My address is 3806 Executive Ave, A21, Alexandria VA 22305.
If you would like a card, post your address as a comment, or shoot me an email to watts_malden@yahoo.com.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Vital Stats
Confirmed stats at the doctors office:
- Resting heart rate = 41 bpm
- Normal core temperature = 96 degrees
- Blood pressure = 110/60
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Lonesome Dove
I had every plan in the world to go on a road trip yesterday. Friday I printed out my little maps and itinerary, gassed up the car, and then stopped in at the bookstore to pick up a newly released business book. I can never buy just ONE book, but have to buy at least TWO. If I'm going in to get a non-fiction book, I have to pick out one fiction that is on my list and vice versa. Don't want to get unbalanced in my reading...
My list of fiction comes from various list that are compiled, mostly by Random House; 100 top books of the American 20th century is my favorite. The have been five on my list that keep getting bumped, either because I desperately wanted to read something else, or the bookstore didn't have it in stock.
Lonesome Dove has been one of those five. It has been bumped several times mostly because it's a Western and I'm a girl. So, on Friday, having picked up the new business book I specifically went to get, and having just watched the dusty, but sexy cattle driver of Hugh Jackman in Australia, I was hankerin' for Western and Lonesome Dove jumped off my list and into my hands.
It's been an engrossing read. Enough so that I started thinking late Friday night, maybe I should take one of my accrued vacation days and stay home and read tomorrow...and I did. It's a big book, almost as big as Les Mis. I'm on page 146 and I'm not sure that I've gotten to the "Pulitzer prize winning" guts of the book, but it's good.
One thing that I think is odd is how much he talks about peeing. There's not a chapter that goes by that he doesn't talk about one of the cowboys peeing. (or pissing to be exact) Do guys like to read about cowboys peeing??
Well, I'll see ya' again in about another 799 pages.
My list of fiction comes from various list that are compiled, mostly by Random House; 100 top books of the American 20th century is my favorite. The have been five on my list that keep getting bumped, either because I desperately wanted to read something else, or the bookstore didn't have it in stock.
Lonesome Dove has been one of those five. It has been bumped several times mostly because it's a Western and I'm a girl. So, on Friday, having picked up the new business book I specifically went to get, and having just watched the dusty, but sexy cattle driver of Hugh Jackman in Australia, I was hankerin' for Western and Lonesome Dove jumped off my list and into my hands.
It's been an engrossing read. Enough so that I started thinking late Friday night, maybe I should take one of my accrued vacation days and stay home and read tomorrow...and I did. It's a big book, almost as big as Les Mis. I'm on page 146 and I'm not sure that I've gotten to the "Pulitzer prize winning" guts of the book, but it's good.
One thing that I think is odd is how much he talks about peeing. There's not a chapter that goes by that he doesn't talk about one of the cowboys peeing. (or pissing to be exact) Do guys like to read about cowboys peeing??
Well, I'll see ya' again in about another 799 pages.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Thanksgiving
We didn't celebrate holidays in my family when I was a child. When I moved out at a young age I used to fantasize about what my future holidays would be like: a large warm house full of family and friends talking, playing games, reading books, watching football or Hallmark movies, bread baking, and pies cooling on the counter, dogs curled up by the fire, etc. You get the picture.
Many, many years later, this fantasy hasn't come even close to being true. Well, I do have little animals curled up fast asleep but they're cats, not dogs. I love the meaning of being thankful and doing for others, though I try to do this everyday. but I'm kind of over celebrating Thanksgiving and Christmas the way others do. Mostly it's turned out that it's a day spent with a hodge-podge of strangers that you'll never see again and eating LARGE amounts of food (which I'm not sure how that differs from just going out to a restaurant) Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not really all that into eating, and definitely not into spending lots of time with strangers.
However, in my anti-Thanksgiving celebration, there are a few things that I wish to express thanksgiving for this season:
I'm grateful for having a good job and a savings account
I'm grateful for having well stocked cupboards with healthy food
I'm grateful for a healthy and strong body
I'm grateful for my faith in Christ
I'm grateful for being able to choose my own religion, vote, and other liberties
I'm grateful for my two cats and animals in general
I'm grateful for technology, education, books and knowledge
And I'm grateful for the sunshine when it is out, and I'm grateful for the rain when it rains. (I don't know how to express how much I love weather, but almost every journal entry and every prayer starts out with my gratitude for whatever it was for the day. )
Many, many years later, this fantasy hasn't come even close to being true. Well, I do have little animals curled up fast asleep but they're cats, not dogs. I love the meaning of being thankful and doing for others, though I try to do this everyday. but I'm kind of over celebrating Thanksgiving and Christmas the way others do. Mostly it's turned out that it's a day spent with a hodge-podge of strangers that you'll never see again and eating LARGE amounts of food (which I'm not sure how that differs from just going out to a restaurant) Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not really all that into eating, and definitely not into spending lots of time with strangers.
However, in my anti-Thanksgiving celebration, there are a few things that I wish to express thanksgiving for this season:
I'm grateful for having a good job and a savings account
I'm grateful for having well stocked cupboards with healthy food
I'm grateful for a healthy and strong body
I'm grateful for my faith in Christ
I'm grateful for being able to choose my own religion, vote, and other liberties
I'm grateful for my two cats and animals in general
I'm grateful for technology, education, books and knowledge
And I'm grateful for the sunshine when it is out, and I'm grateful for the rain when it rains. (I don't know how to express how much I love weather, but almost every journal entry and every prayer starts out with my gratitude for whatever it was for the day. )
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