My boyfriend's back. It's so strange having Paul stay here with Joan and me. It's like a big slumber party. He just informed me that he dropped is cologne on the tile floor in the downstairs bathroom. Dang roomie - your fired! Off the island. Okay, he did clean it up pretty well.
I slept pretty well in my giant bed that I usually have all to myself, even though I had to share. This convinces me that in my next house, I'm getting a kingsize bed! I got up and headed out early - he didn't have to be up until 7 AM. I kissed him goodbye and away I went. Weird!
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Poolboy visit
What's this? The poolboy has come to the big city? Yes, Pablo, my very own poolboy has come to Des Moines for a conference. Landlady Joanie has graciously allowed him to bunk with me - only if there is no hanky panky!
No prob, Joanie. When in DSM I'm all work no play! Tomorrow Paul will wear his suit for the day and I won't even get to see it, as I'll be gone before he gets up. ;>(
Perhaps I'll see him when he gets back tomorrow night. He does look pretty hot in the suit. He invited me to attend the banquet, but didn't really expect me to. So I said no.
I met my new Supe today - Jen Wright. Seems cool.
Had a massage after work. She worked on the knot caused by my fall on my ass. She found it with her elbow and it hurt. In a good way. Bitch. In a good way. I like her.
No prob, Joanie. When in DSM I'm all work no play! Tomorrow Paul will wear his suit for the day and I won't even get to see it, as I'll be gone before he gets up. ;>(
Perhaps I'll see him when he gets back tomorrow night. He does look pretty hot in the suit. He invited me to attend the banquet, but didn't really expect me to. So I said no.
I met my new Supe today - Jen Wright. Seems cool.
Had a massage after work. She worked on the knot caused by my fall on my ass. She found it with her elbow and it hurt. In a good way. Bitch. In a good way. I like her.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Melancholy baby
Jud and roomie Pat load up on food at last week's ISU game.Despite the 3 day weekend, I've been feeling melancholy all weekend. I don't even know why. I can take a guess - Labor Day weekend marks the end of summer, along with Dad's birthday.
I miss Dad a lot. And many holiday weekends friends get together with family. Not us - we're orphans. And we live far away from most of our family. Self pity inserted here. At least Jud came home for the weekend - he missed us so. Plus his roommates all left for the weekend, so he decided he could do laundry cheaply at Mamma's house. And eat.
Regardless of the reason, it was nice to have the big lug here. He and his dad chatted about sports (shocking, I know). He ate a Jethro sized portion of steak Saturday night, and 2 hamburgers last night. We took him shopping at Jordan Creek in DSM yesterday and bought him a few clothes. We went to "The American" a George Clooney movie that turned out to be an artsy dud with sex scenes no Mom should watch with her son. argh.
He took off pretty early this morning, anxious to get back to Ames for....not sure why. Perhaps he was anxious to study. Once he was gone, I wasn't sure what to do. And I still felt...sad. Why? The only thing besides missing Dad/family that I can think of is the tough of winter now looming large.
Last winter was so very brutal. And long. I can hardly believe I survived it! But hey I'm stronger than I realize.
Perhaps my one remaining ovary is pumping out a weird combo of hormones, causing this strange mood of mine. Regardless, I must snap out of it. Tomorrow is another day. My new supervisor starts at DNR - her name is Jennifer Wright. I look forward to meeting her. Bring on the work week. My honey is coming to town to stay with me while he attends a meeting. And I'm getting a massage tomorrow - working on that tailbone issue from a couple weeks ago.
Stinkin' Iowa winter will not ruin my fall!
I miss Dad a lot. And many holiday weekends friends get together with family. Not us - we're orphans. And we live far away from most of our family. Self pity inserted here. At least Jud came home for the weekend - he missed us so. Plus his roommates all left for the weekend, so he decided he could do laundry cheaply at Mamma's house. And eat.
Regardless of the reason, it was nice to have the big lug here. He and his dad chatted about sports (shocking, I know). He ate a Jethro sized portion of steak Saturday night, and 2 hamburgers last night. We took him shopping at Jordan Creek in DSM yesterday and bought him a few clothes. We went to "The American" a George Clooney movie that turned out to be an artsy dud with sex scenes no Mom should watch with her son. argh.
He took off pretty early this morning, anxious to get back to Ames for....not sure why. Perhaps he was anxious to study. Once he was gone, I wasn't sure what to do. And I still felt...sad. Why? The only thing besides missing Dad/family that I can think of is the tough of winter now looming large.
Last winter was so very brutal. And long. I can hardly believe I survived it! But hey I'm stronger than I realize.
Perhaps my one remaining ovary is pumping out a weird combo of hormones, causing this strange mood of mine. Regardless, I must snap out of it. Tomorrow is another day. My new supervisor starts at DNR - her name is Jennifer Wright. I look forward to meeting her. Bring on the work week. My honey is coming to town to stay with me while he attends a meeting. And I'm getting a massage tomorrow - working on that tailbone issue from a couple weeks ago.
Stinkin' Iowa winter will not ruin my fall!
Sunday, September 5, 2010
HS Football when I was a kid
My dad always loved football. This is in honor of his bday yesterday. When I was little, I remember Mom and Dad taking us to Atlantic High School football games. In small town Iowa, high school football is a big deal - especially back then, before the invention of cable TV (even color TV), iPods and game systems. It was the only game in town!
We'd bundle up, and walk the 5 or so blocks to the high school. The folks would have their wooly black and gold Hawkeye blanket. The bleachers were wood back then, but it was still nice to have a blankie to sit upon or cover up with.
I was a student of the game early on - learning the rules and who was doing what. I often got to sit with Robbie Dob, as I've told you before - friend since age 3 or so. Another entertaining aspect what the cheerleading squad. Big girls in flashy black and gold outfits yelling up a storm. The whole crowd would participate (or so it seemed). Felix the Cat was my favorite (I loved that cartoon)
They'd cross their hands behind them and march one way and then the other chanting: Felix the cat, the cat, the cat, Felix the cat, the cat. He wants to know, he wants to know: are they going to win? NO! The repeat - are we going to win? YES!
And every one's favorite - We've got spirit yes we do, we've got spirit - how 'bout you? Such fun! And Atlantic was always pretty good. We had Eddie Podolack - and bro Charlie, both went on to play at the University of Iowa. And Ed ended up playing pro at the for the Kansas City Chiefs. Town pride, cheering, popcorn, seeing friends, being with my parents. What more could a kid want?
We'd bundle up, and walk the 5 or so blocks to the high school. The folks would have their wooly black and gold Hawkeye blanket. The bleachers were wood back then, but it was still nice to have a blankie to sit upon or cover up with.
I was a student of the game early on - learning the rules and who was doing what. I often got to sit with Robbie Dob, as I've told you before - friend since age 3 or so. Another entertaining aspect what the cheerleading squad. Big girls in flashy black and gold outfits yelling up a storm. The whole crowd would participate (or so it seemed). Felix the Cat was my favorite (I loved that cartoon)
They'd cross their hands behind them and march one way and then the other chanting: Felix the cat, the cat, the cat, Felix the cat, the cat. He wants to know, he wants to know: are they going to win? NO! The repeat - are we going to win? YES!
And every one's favorite - We've got spirit yes we do, we've got spirit - how 'bout you? Such fun! And Atlantic was always pretty good. We had Eddie Podolack - and bro Charlie, both went on to play at the University of Iowa. And Ed ended up playing pro at the for the Kansas City Chiefs. Town pride, cheering, popcorn, seeing friends, being with my parents. What more could a kid want?
Saturday, September 4, 2010
HS Football
Pablo and I went to Creston's first home football game last night. It's just not the same when you're kids have graduated. It was a close game - the other team scored with less than 30 seconds left to win. No heart pounding for me.
I was just thinking - "I'm getting chilly - please don't let it go into overtime". Yeah, big fan I am. And Paul and I decided the skill level just isn't what it used to be. Of course we didn't have any rose colored glasses on when Jud played. Ha! I bet parents through the years have said that same thing - it's just not as good as it used to be.
Now that Jud is a senior, there isn't anybody left that he was in school with. The only kids we know are siblings of kids we know, or children of friends. It's a whole new group. Very strange. Another sign that we're old!
Going to watch the Hawkeyes this a.m. on TV. Of course the big matchup of ISU/Iowa is next weekend. On paper (and in the mind of most sane people) the Cyclones don't have a chance in that game. Iowa is in the top 10. ISU wasn't exactly dominant in beating a MAC team Thursday night. But we're Clone fans - we can always hope! And if we lose - we're supposed to. Let Ferentz earn his $3+ million/year.
Hawk fans seem to be especially vocal this year - they had a great season last year, which brought all the closet fans out. Just hope they don't become unbearable. I don't mind the people who are fans through thick and thin. But the people who yell "How 'bout them Hawks?" in my face when it's a good year, but go quiet in bad years. Um, they suck.
I must remember my Hawkeye roots - and how much joy the school and the team gave my parents and grandparents before them. And I have to realize it's mostly some jerky fans (and a few players) who have stirred my emotions so. The people who say such hurtful things about my beloved school and wish for its demise in NCAA sports - wanting the Big 12 to fold. What's that about? Why would that benefit the state?
The holier than thou attitude many think is rightfully theirs - bringing to mind who?? Oh yeah, Nebraska fans. Will be fun watching those two fanbases feast on each other. Only problem? Who to cheer for/against!
I was just thinking - "I'm getting chilly - please don't let it go into overtime". Yeah, big fan I am. And Paul and I decided the skill level just isn't what it used to be. Of course we didn't have any rose colored glasses on when Jud played. Ha! I bet parents through the years have said that same thing - it's just not as good as it used to be.
Now that Jud is a senior, there isn't anybody left that he was in school with. The only kids we know are siblings of kids we know, or children of friends. It's a whole new group. Very strange. Another sign that we're old!
Going to watch the Hawkeyes this a.m. on TV. Of course the big matchup of ISU/Iowa is next weekend. On paper (and in the mind of most sane people) the Cyclones don't have a chance in that game. Iowa is in the top 10. ISU wasn't exactly dominant in beating a MAC team Thursday night. But we're Clone fans - we can always hope! And if we lose - we're supposed to. Let Ferentz earn his $3+ million/year.
Hawk fans seem to be especially vocal this year - they had a great season last year, which brought all the closet fans out. Just hope they don't become unbearable. I don't mind the people who are fans through thick and thin. But the people who yell "How 'bout them Hawks?" in my face when it's a good year, but go quiet in bad years. Um, they suck.
I must remember my Hawkeye roots - and how much joy the school and the team gave my parents and grandparents before them. And I have to realize it's mostly some jerky fans (and a few players) who have stirred my emotions so. The people who say such hurtful things about my beloved school and wish for its demise in NCAA sports - wanting the Big 12 to fold. What's that about? Why would that benefit the state?
The holier than thou attitude many think is rightfully theirs - bringing to mind who?? Oh yeah, Nebraska fans. Will be fun watching those two fanbases feast on each other. Only problem? Who to cheer for/against!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Best day of the year
That's what son Judson called yesterday - ISU's first football game day. He really does look forward to it that much! Unfortunately Mother Nature didn't cooperate perfectly. She decided it would be fun to play a bit with us Cyclone Fans.
I worked in the a.m. at home. Paul got home and we headed to McKims to ride up in the Clone RV with Donnie, Diana and McFees. Despite some early showers, it had cleared off but was windy. Then the rains moved in again. Dang! Driving north some terrible gusts made poor Don grip that wheel (of his 1991 motor home) with all his might. Whoa Nellie!
We arrived arrived safely around 3 PM and picked up McKim #1 son Ryan. It started F'n pouring. Ma Nature - remember that winter we had...hmmm I'm thinking ya kinda owe us a decent few months lady! We got parked at the stadium and the guys put the awning out. I sat in the RV and pouted, sipping Twisted Tea. Paul got set up and began grilling burgers - I sliced onions and helped D boil brats for cooking later.
The rain began to lessen. "What a minute...it's stopped raining" Remember the Camp Grenada song? Dad had it (bless his little heart - it's his bday tomorrow - 82!). Anyway...things started looking up. Higgins appeared with grandkids in tow. Other RVs started parking around us - one pulled up with a cooler that doubled as a scooter. What a hoot.
Jud called - he and buddies would show up about 5 PM. Paul filled the crockpot with brats and hamburgers. Bobbie had made cheesy potatoes and Diana hot dip. Sharon brought fruit. We were set. Don broke out the bags game. The boys arrived and began to eat - they were in heaven! Hollow legs and all that. Becky from work stopped over. Suddenly it was game time. No longer rainy, it was breezy and a bit chilly. We headed to the stadium for kickoff. Texts from our niece Sarah from Illinois indicated she was coming for the game with friends - she's seeing a kid who plays for Northern Illinois - the opponent.
We sit up high on the side by the endzone. Not primo seats. But we've sat by the same people for years. They like us! We entertain. We were pretty calm this game - work day today after all. But it was a good game and we were all in great spirits. Diana and I had to give good karma to the team by talking intensely during important plays (thus missing them). Yes we're superstitious and weird like that! The good guys won 27-10. Home at 1:30 a.m. Jud was a happy boy I'm sure - his best day was complete.
I worked in the a.m. at home. Paul got home and we headed to McKims to ride up in the Clone RV with Donnie, Diana and McFees. Despite some early showers, it had cleared off but was windy. Then the rains moved in again. Dang! Driving north some terrible gusts made poor Don grip that wheel (of his 1991 motor home) with all his might. Whoa Nellie!
We arrived arrived safely around 3 PM and picked up McKim #1 son Ryan. It started F'n pouring. Ma Nature - remember that winter we had...hmmm I'm thinking ya kinda owe us a decent few months lady! We got parked at the stadium and the guys put the awning out. I sat in the RV and pouted, sipping Twisted Tea. Paul got set up and began grilling burgers - I sliced onions and helped D boil brats for cooking later.
The rain began to lessen. "What a minute...it's stopped raining" Remember the Camp Grenada song? Dad had it (bless his little heart - it's his bday tomorrow - 82!). Anyway...things started looking up. Higgins appeared with grandkids in tow. Other RVs started parking around us - one pulled up with a cooler that doubled as a scooter. What a hoot.
Jud called - he and buddies would show up about 5 PM. Paul filled the crockpot with brats and hamburgers. Bobbie had made cheesy potatoes and Diana hot dip. Sharon brought fruit. We were set. Don broke out the bags game. The boys arrived and began to eat - they were in heaven! Hollow legs and all that. Becky from work stopped over. Suddenly it was game time. No longer rainy, it was breezy and a bit chilly. We headed to the stadium for kickoff. Texts from our niece Sarah from Illinois indicated she was coming for the game with friends - she's seeing a kid who plays for Northern Illinois - the opponent.
We sit up high on the side by the endzone. Not primo seats. But we've sat by the same people for years. They like us! We entertain. We were pretty calm this game - work day today after all. But it was a good game and we were all in great spirits. Diana and I had to give good karma to the team by talking intensely during important plays (thus missing them). Yes we're superstitious and weird like that! The good guys won 27-10. Home at 1:30 a.m. Jud was a happy boy I'm sure - his best day was complete.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Finally they're getting it
Finally - I see an article indicating fashionistas are starting to get it. They're making pretty bras in my size!
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/02/fashion/02Small.html?hp
For the A-Cup Crowd! That would be me. I love it! Elisabeth Dale wrote a book called - "Boobs: A Guide to Your Girls"
Super duper -- there's even a blog: http://smallbustbigheart.com/
Isn't that cool!?!
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/02/fashion/02Small.html?hp
For the A-Cup Crowd! That would be me. I love it! Elisabeth Dale wrote a book called - "Boobs: A Guide to Your Girls"
Super duper -- there's even a blog: http://smallbustbigheart.com/
Isn't that cool!?!
Angie, Becky and Reo from MWAIt's been another long day - spent all day at Metro Waste Authority in Mitchellville. Co-workers Becky and Angie were there too. We spent part of the day in a meeting but got a tour of the landfill too.
Hard to believe I actually am having cubicle withdrawal. I miss it and feel like I'm falling behind on my work at work, because I've been gone so much these past two weeks. I came home after my day at MWA - about 5:30 PM.
Tomorrow is the first ISU Cyclone Football game of the season. Hope I get a good night's sleep and recharge before then! I have to get pumped up - but need to work a few hours in the a.m. first. I'm sure getting together with our buddies and riding up in the RV will help. Party on...Go Clones!
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