Tuesday, June 1, 2004
Don and I are doing a little better. We are actually talking to one another, chatting about this and that. I'm still mad that he doesn't contribute financially. Here's a radical idea: What if I gave that thought up completely? What if it was okay with me that he not give money? Answer: Then I would be letting myself be taken advantage of.Question: So what? Answer: Then the marriage wouldn't be much of a partnership.
Wednesday, June 2, 2004
I did not lose six pounds last month like I said I was going to. Bad Daisy! I MUST lost the weight this month. My summer shorts are all uncomfortably tight.
Also this month, I'm going to work hard on all the things I want to learn and do. Mastery, that's my goal. Life is so much more enjoyable when you're good at things.
I got off to a good start today. I finished my first knitting project. It's a dishrag. A 100% cotton, hand-knitted, very large dishrag. If you paid me $3/hour to knit that dishrag, then that would be a $12 dishrag you've got there.
Wednesday, June 9, 2004
Michaela spent the previous week in Minnesota with her cousins. She flew home today in the company of my sister, who had to leave the party early to get back to work. She's the sweetest person imaginable, and an air traffic controller in Albuquerque. In other words, she works for the FAA, which has oversees all the airports in the country. She wore her employee tag around her neck. She said it's not necessary, but she's found she gets better treatment when she does. She also said it's kinda fun walking around the airport, knowing that she's got authority over pretty much everyone there.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
My life is so great I can't believe it. I'm doing so many cool things, and cool things happen to me. This evening, Kendall had a bunch of her friends over to watch movies. They are all great kids. I went to archery practice, where I bruised my arm up real nice and had a nice solo chat with Simon, who I greatly admire. Back at home, I watched the rest of Peter Pan with the kids. What a great movie -- so much sexual symbolism and nuance. Then I read and went to bed where I dreamed happy dreams.
Friday, June 11, 2004
At work, I watched Reagan's funeral with a few co-workers. We were all teary eyed. Also, the main characters from HMS Pinafore were in the photography studio for pictures. The sailor looks very much like Joe. It was hard to look at him. I hope he didn't notice me staring. Joe is in the past, where he belongs, and I'm glad. His memory is all warm and fuzzy. I still love him, but it is more love of an idea than a real person.
Thursday, June 17, 2004
That cute guy from down the hall just walked by. He looked in my office, too, as he went by. I sure hope I looked good. I bet I don't. I think he has a slight crush on me, just like I have on him. We're similar types -- quiet with bright eyes.
One of the members of a list I'm on shared part of a story with us: A Dog's Tale by Mark Twain. I found the whole thing online. Here's a link: A Dog's Tale. Don't read it unless you've got a box of Kleenex handy.
I'm listening to music from the Cowboy Cultural Society (www.cowboyculturalsociety.com). It's great. I love this kind of stuff.
Monday, June 21, 2004
First day of uPortal seminar. Ive been tapped to be the XSLT queen at work, working on our new student and faculty portal. I've no idea what the whole thing is about; hence my presence here. It's all beginning to make sense. Meals and snacks are included in the fee, and boy, does this place do them right. The delicous meals start with a soup or salad and finish with dessert, all gourmet and of huge portions. I'm stuffed.
Rhiannon comes home today for a week's vacation. Yea! After the seminar finishes, I've the rest of the week off.
Monday, June 28, 2004
What a great week. Rhiannon was a loving, wonderful, fun presence. She chose to hang around with us rather than going up to town to see her boyfriend. That can mean only one thing -- they've broken up. That's too bad. She didn't talk about it. I hope she's not taking it too hard.
So I got her full time. We watched movies, played games, and ate out. We went to several extended family dinner parties. She treated us all to jalepeno poppers at Beau Jo's afrer which we walked on the mall -- a new family tradition. She and I went to the Cheesecake Factory for dessert. They must have twenty different kinds of cheesecake there. I've had several of the flavors now, and I can most definitely say that cheesecake reaches the pinnacle of perfection when it is simple. If you are searching for perfection in a cheesecake, choose simplicity. Most everything else is downhill.
The new Michael Moore movie, Farenheit 9/11, is out. I've seen his 'Roger and Me' and 'Bowling for Columbine.' Both are an outrageous mix of half-truths, exaggerations, manipulations, outright lies, editing so tight that truth is left behind, and shock-jock reporting. I can't imagine that Faranheit 9/11 is any different.
