Lightening Bug Porn
Yes, yes, I am here. I have not had and hopefully am narrowly avoiding a nervous breakdown. Work is getting pretty busy. I had expected complaints to come rolling in my area after the holiday... they waited a week and then hit. But still, busier than usual. On top of everything else that's going on, it's frustrating. I used to have Fridays and Saturdays off and while it is nice to have "normal" hours, I'm realizing even more how not geared to "normal" hours most things are-- doctors, contractors, some stores and so forth. I just don't have enough time in my 45 minute lunch break to eat and make calls. Going to the doctors must involve using my paid time off. But.... I enjoy my Sundays, so I guess that's the trade.
Our 4th was pretty uneventful. I know the weekend had my associates in Philadelphia freaked out. Live 8 basically closed off many blocks of space (no traffic whatsoever) and the surrounding area, plus the flow in and out of the city would be tough. I, personally, would be pissed if I spent the kind of money the folks in the Art Museum District did for housing and then had to deal with it getting flooded with people. However, props to Philly, the city legendary for rabid sports fans, for not having any riots at least.
I was mentioning to Doug how much Live 8 bothered me. I mean -- okay -- I respect that celebrities use their status to help heighten awareness of certain causes. They donate their time, money, and name to these things -- I appreciate that aside from being good for their image, many of them firmly believe in whatever they are supporting and have the attitude that they are fortunate and should try to give back. BUT, I'm not sure I really 'get' the purpose behind Live 8. The cause is good, sure. They're not raising any money, since last time the money was squandered. It has been basically decided that Africa's debt would be forgiven. So ummm, does anyone really BELIVE that millions of people went out to support the cause. No, they went out for a free show and a good excuse to party.
I suppose what my point really is, is what the hell did it do for any starving Africans? Seriously, I'm sure that when they heard that some American got up at 4 a.m. to stake out a place in the city for a free concert ate, drank, and headed to their comfy home to finish the holiday weekend-- I mean, really endured the traffic the heat and crowd -- just to support their cause, whichever poor bastard heard that really felt so much better and so grateful that on that day their 1/2 cup of gruel and gravel was almost satisfying.
I just don't get it, sometimes. Just like our society to try to find ways to pat ourselves on the back without really accomplishing anything. If we're gonna give lip service we could at least swallow.
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Anyway.
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The acutal weekend was pretty good. The best part was the fireworks. The neighbor at the new place (by neighbor, I mean 1 mile away) puts on a proffessional-grade fireworks display which is visible from what will be out side yard. This is amazing.
Of course aside from fireworks, just watching the lightning bugs was a show-- they scattered in the dense undergrown and trees like fallen stars -- creating new constellations every few seconds.
It seemed that once the fireworks were underway, they did get a bit more worked up. Allison started laughing and said that they were looking up at the sky going "I love her...."
Great, now I'll always thing of the fireworks as lightening bug porn.
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Oh oh OH.. I got kitty stickers and a cool card in the mail from E2-- which was very exciting, and thank you very much, as well as the whole pile of bunny info. AND I have this weird festish for stickers, so that makes it even better. The bunny info is so very cool. Thank you!
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This may be our last weekend here. Kind of scary. We haven't beaten up our mortgage broker yet. In fact, there are lots of facets of our situation that are wonderful, and I can see where she is a creative thinker. Perhaps Doug and I basically got all riled up by the original B.S. that we were on the defensive for so much else. Of course, not procrastinating in the first place would have solved that altogether. So we don't recommend the company, or her, unless you're prepared to be aggressive trying to ensure the pacing doesn't fall behind.
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I've got so many estimates, my estimates have estimates.
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Doug and I bough a digital camera. Yay!!! I'm so exicted. Of course as soon as I figure out the software I'll be posting pics.
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Lunch with Mom today... will write more on that later. It's bedtime. It's so bedtime. Not much sleep last night -- wedding reception, much gin and tonic for this girl. NOW I'm tired.
Our 4th was pretty uneventful. I know the weekend had my associates in Philadelphia freaked out. Live 8 basically closed off many blocks of space (no traffic whatsoever) and the surrounding area, plus the flow in and out of the city would be tough. I, personally, would be pissed if I spent the kind of money the folks in the Art Museum District did for housing and then had to deal with it getting flooded with people. However, props to Philly, the city legendary for rabid sports fans, for not having any riots at least.
I was mentioning to Doug how much Live 8 bothered me. I mean -- okay -- I respect that celebrities use their status to help heighten awareness of certain causes. They donate their time, money, and name to these things -- I appreciate that aside from being good for their image, many of them firmly believe in whatever they are supporting and have the attitude that they are fortunate and should try to give back. BUT, I'm not sure I really 'get' the purpose behind Live 8. The cause is good, sure. They're not raising any money, since last time the money was squandered. It has been basically decided that Africa's debt would be forgiven. So ummm, does anyone really BELIVE that millions of people went out to support the cause. No, they went out for a free show and a good excuse to party.
I suppose what my point really is, is what the hell did it do for any starving Africans? Seriously, I'm sure that when they heard that some American got up at 4 a.m. to stake out a place in the city for a free concert ate, drank, and headed to their comfy home to finish the holiday weekend-- I mean, really endured the traffic the heat and crowd -- just to support their cause, whichever poor bastard heard that really felt so much better and so grateful that on that day their 1/2 cup of gruel and gravel was almost satisfying.
I just don't get it, sometimes. Just like our society to try to find ways to pat ourselves on the back without really accomplishing anything. If we're gonna give lip service we could at least swallow.
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Anyway.
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The acutal weekend was pretty good. The best part was the fireworks. The neighbor at the new place (by neighbor, I mean 1 mile away) puts on a proffessional-grade fireworks display which is visible from what will be out side yard. This is amazing.
Of course aside from fireworks, just watching the lightning bugs was a show-- they scattered in the dense undergrown and trees like fallen stars -- creating new constellations every few seconds.
It seemed that once the fireworks were underway, they did get a bit more worked up. Allison started laughing and said that they were looking up at the sky going "I love her...."
Great, now I'll always thing of the fireworks as lightening bug porn.
*
Oh oh OH.. I got kitty stickers and a cool card in the mail from E2-- which was very exciting, and thank you very much, as well as the whole pile of bunny info. AND I have this weird festish for stickers, so that makes it even better. The bunny info is so very cool. Thank you!
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This may be our last weekend here. Kind of scary. We haven't beaten up our mortgage broker yet. In fact, there are lots of facets of our situation that are wonderful, and I can see where she is a creative thinker. Perhaps Doug and I basically got all riled up by the original B.S. that we were on the defensive for so much else. Of course, not procrastinating in the first place would have solved that altogether. So we don't recommend the company, or her, unless you're prepared to be aggressive trying to ensure the pacing doesn't fall behind.
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I've got so many estimates, my estimates have estimates.
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Doug and I bough a digital camera. Yay!!! I'm so exicted. Of course as soon as I figure out the software I'll be posting pics.
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Lunch with Mom today... will write more on that later. It's bedtime. It's so bedtime. Not much sleep last night -- wedding reception, much gin and tonic for this girl. NOW I'm tired.
posted by Laura | 11:22 PM
2 Comments:
Good morning, L! I'm glad you got the bunny info. I just sent it because even I - who should know, working in vet med and all - didn't know about all their dietary requirements and unique needs. Thought it might be useful.
I love the lightning bug story. I call them that, too. Do you know where they become fireflies? I was never sure of that.
Glad you had a good weekend. Hope things slow down a bit for you. :o) Tell Doug I said hello.
hey, the family is called odd. two, if you click my post titles when there's three colored dots, that's a link connection. click and enjoy. Notice that the first few got nothing? also, did mom call you to read my blog? i was terribly busy with these people and so mom called and left a message. i being at work gave her a silents text message to call you and read it to her so it isn't said 81 times. cool. anyway. at least it feels good to be off with the rest of the world, doesn't it. I myself just got done pulling 24 straight days of work with no days off and 95 hours bi-weekly. i understand your pain.
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