where did all the girls go?

I went to Quizno's to get a sandwich for dad. I walk in and the only other three people in the place are the guy behind the counter and two good-looking guys at a table. Then, I walk across the parking lot to Qudoba to get my dinner. I walk in and there are three good-looking guys are sitting at a table and another good-looking guy behind the counter. I was starting to wonder what weird universe I had stumbled into when finally another female walked in.

But I didn't mind seeing that many good-looking boys in such a short time, and all within walking distance of home!

paint fume memories...

So it is 1:30 in the morning and I am so wide awake it is not even funny. I blame it on Amy who called at 9:30 yesterday morning (while I was still sleeping) and canceled the babysitting job I had planned for her. I ended up crawling back into bed for "a few more minutes" and slept until just after 11. Oops.

Anyway, I got the first coat of paint on the family room tonight, ceiling included. I hate painting ceilings. Paint gets in my hair and on my face, it's a nightmare to clean up. But these ceilings aren't as bad as dad's in WY so I can't complain too much. The house now reeks of paint and I'm enduring the freezing air from outside in an effort to breath. Life is full of choices... breath and freeze or die warm.

I remembered something else I wanted to put in my post about forgetting (how apropos). I wish I could remember that we have a sump pump (two, actually, if you want the whole truth). One is located outside a few feet from my window. It only makes noise when it rains (or snows) enough for the hole to fill up with water and set the pump off (or on, whatever). Then it makes this obnoxious sound like a jet engine. I think the fairies purposely make it only go off just as I'm falling asleep so it can scare the heebe jeebes out of me. Works every time until I figure out what it is.

Okay, that's enough for now. I think I'll write some on my novel now. Have to put these hours to good use.

go fly a kite...

Sometimes, you need to return to your childhood, even if just for a moment. Today, I got to do that with the help of a kite. Will bought a kite at the dollar store and I got to help him fly it his backyard. It brought back great memories of my dad making Vicky and I kites out of red garbage bags when we were little.

I used to love flying kites, fighting against the wind. Seeing a kite flying, dancing in the air, is such a simple yet amazing thing. It's like blowing bubbles, it remind me of peace and that childlike quality that we all search for.

So, on the next windy day, head to the nearest dollar store (where Will bought his kite for just one little dollar) and pick up a kite and then go to a park and have a blast.

things I wish I could remember...

I used to have a great memory. Over the years I have memorized many lines and poems and song lyrics. I can still remember the preamble to the Constitution and much of the Gettysburg Address. So I am baffled as to why I cannot remember simple, regular things.

For example, I go to Panera often (several times a week) and many times, I will order my favorite meal (that, at least, I remember). A chicken salad sandwich or the sandwich and a bowl of baked potato soup. What I NEVER remember is that they put onions on the sandwich and I don't like they way they taste. I NEVER remember to ask them to hold the onions. So I end up picking the onions off (which isn't that hard) and then have a pile of onions on my plate.

Another thing I can't seem to remember is that the garbage goes out on Fridays. This morning, I didn't remember until I heard the truck coming up the street. Thankfully, I moved fast and got both cans out as they pulled up. I don't feel as bad on this one since Nathan also forgets, but honestly, forget too many times in a row and your house may be taken over.

Thankfully, I remember the important stuff, like showing up for work and where I put the car keys, how to drive and so on. But there is a serious element of frustration to not remembering commonplace things.

So, what do you wish you could remember, or what have you recently forgotten?

my reward...

Since Sarah did a gloating post, I figured I should do one as well. On Saturday, I finished my novel. Really finished it, not just a got bored and tied it up but actually felt that it was done, finished.

To reward myself, I decided to get an aquatic frog. And then, since it cost about the same, I got a 5 gallon aquarium instead of a big bowl. I used some of my birthday money. And now, I have a frog, an algae eater and three guppies (all male, so no baby guppies for me). I am SO excited to have pets again. And these ones won't leave hair all over the house (yea!!).

And I started my next novel today and I'm really excited about it. If you want to help, then leave a comment and let me know the answer to this question: If you could have a superpower, which would you have and why.

Thanks!