More Random Stuff

I went for a walk durning my lunch hour today and was totally unprepared for the elements. I checked the temperature online, and it said 32 degrees. I can handle that, so off I went. What I didn't realize was that the wind was blowing at about 10 degrees, and after I'd been out for about 2 minutes it started to snow. Not fluffy snow, but those little round pellets that hurt when they hit your face. Lovely. I stuck it out though, and got in about 35 minutes of exercise. Luckily the snow wasn't so heavy that it soaked my hair. The hair is still ok.

One of my biggest pet peeves is people in my way. Man I hate that. You know what I mean - you're in a hallway at church, or at the store, or in a crowded place and get stuck behind someone who is just moseying along as if he or she is the only person in the place. Too often they mosey in groups. I always want to yell, "Move!" at the back of their heads. I suppose that would be considered rude, but is it really any more rude than taking up so much space? I don't think so.

I've never found a blog template that really suits me. You know - the one that makes you say, "Yes, that's it. That's me." I suppose I'll keep looking. My cute niece Sierra found one that really suits her. It's bright and happy and pretty, a perfect fit.

My strange pen fetish showed itself again this morning. I was going through my desk drawer and found about 32 pens, not including the highlighters and markers. That's way too many. But there were only 6 that I was willing to donate to the supply room. A girl never knows which pen she'll be in the mood for. The quest for the perfect pen has taken up many years of my life, and I haven't found it yet. In the mean time I'll use one of the 26 left in my drawer.

Our ceiling sprung another leak last night. It's our fourth one in about as many months. Honestly. And they always happen late in the evening so that we are dealing with maintenance until 11:00. Melissa did most of the dealing last night. Good girl. Luckily this time it's the water heater in the apartment above us, so they won't have to cut holes in our ceiling and wall again. I swear the whole building is falling apart. One morning I'm going to wake up in a pile of rubble.

Saturday Night Fever is one of those movies that I'd always heard about but had never seen, so when it was on tv the other night, I decided to watch it. What a dumb movie. Have you seen it? So dumb. If you're thinking that it's all a lot of fun getting down at the disco, then you are wrong. There is plenty of disco, and those parts are fun (Travolta had some great moves), but anything away from the disco was just sad. People making bad choices and messing up their lives. I suppose it was supposed to be gritty. The ending was awful. Don't go there ok? If you haven't seen it yet, then don't. Look up the dance scenes on YouTube and call it good.

In three days it will be February the 14th. Ah, that lovely day of love. I used to hate Valentine's Day with fierce anger and bitterness. There was a time when I honestly prayed for a full week prior for the strength to endure the day. Now I'm just numb to the whole thing. I think some refer to this feeling as being "dead inside". Just kidding, it's not that bad. Actually, this year I bought card making kits and made valentines for all of my nieces and nephews. They were pretty cute, if I do say so myself. I don't know that the kids care too much about getting cards from me, but I had a lot of fun sending them. And I sent something to my mom and dad and Aunt Beverly in Chicago. When I was a kid, my Grandma Ruth sent us cards for almost every holiday, and each one had $2 in it. We loved that so much.

I'm reading through this now, and realize that it all sounds grumpy. I'm really not grumpy today. Really.

Well, I do have work to do, and should get back at it.

See ya.