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Handwriting Meme
Memes

Handwriting Meme

Jenn did a splendid little handwriting meme that she got from Amanda so I’m going to follow suit and join in.

Basically, write the answers to these questions on a piece of paper.  (Note: I skipped #8 – tagging people – because I don’t know who reads here anymore but figured I’d go ahead and leave it in so those people who have bloggy friends that want to do it, can! LOL)

  1. Name/Name of website.
  2. Left or right-handed?
  3. Favorite letters to write?
  4. Least favorite letters to write?
  5. Write this: The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
  6. Write these in all capitals: CRAB, HUMOR, KALEIDOSCOPE, PAJAMAS, GAZILLION.
  7. Write your favorite lyrics to a song.
  8. Tag some people to do this meme next.
  9. Anything else you’d like to say?
November 8, 2011
Finding Joy!
Life

Finding the Joy

Remember how in my last entry I mentioned that I needed a good rainy day or weekend to sort of justify my grouchiness and grumpiness?  Then I hit publish thinking that wasn’t going to happen because you don’t get multiple rainy days here in Charleston – you get oppressively hot and bright days where the sun beats down on you and the humidity smothers your entire being then in the evening, you might get a really really good thunderstorm as the weather breaks but it’s always back to the same thing the next morning.

Except that following morning, I was startled awake by the sound of Baxter freaking out and of course, being the mama bear I am when it comes to the fur babies, I shot out of bed and ran through the house looking for him only to find him having a literal shit fit at the patio door because he had been caught in a torrential downpour.  This is all fairly uncommon for him as not only has he NOT figured out to bark at the door when he’s ready to come in but he also seemed no where near as affected by thunderstorms and rain as Sammy, who cowers in fear if he hears a storm on TV.

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August 1, 2011
four23org-grim
Life

Grim

Every time I turned around this weekend, there was death.  It was in Norway and London.  It was all over the local news, with bodies found behind grocery stores and boaters driving into piers.  And it was a bit closer to home than I preferred, as a friend of mine lost someone to a drunk driver and a former coworker was gunned down in a murder suicide while leaving work on Friday evening.

For the most part, I wasn’t personally connected to any of these, with maybe the former coworker being the exception, but our acquaintance was rather vague since she worked at a different branch than I did and most of our interactions were over the phone and through help desk tickets.  Regardless, all of these events just seemed to mushroom into this huge black cloud of darkness and grimness that has plagued my mood throughout the past few days.

It’s strange because I can’t exactly explain how I feel or necessarily justify why all of this should affect me.  It’s certainly not something that I could use as an excuse to, say, call off of work or stay in bed and pull the covers over my head.  It’s not personal.

But it’s a grim look into a really crappy state of human affairs and that could have it’s toll on anyone.  Sure, we all go on with our lives because they weren’t people we knew but every once in awhile, that reminder of what happened or the thought that there are people suffering because of senseless violence or stupid decisions creeps back into the recesses of your brain and that sadness just settles into a small part of the heart.

It is sad and painful to think of how far that kind of suffering reaches and most of the time, you just don’t let it get to you but then you remember that people are out there grieving and you remember that it wasn’t so long ago that you grieved and you really don’t wish that kind of pain on anyone.

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July 25, 2011
Where I'm From
Literary, Memes

Where I’m From

I am from babydoll dresses and mini-backpacks, from Kid Sister and Lisa Frank, from frozen pizzas and Flavor Ice, from Electric Youth perfume and Avon and from playing Nintendo and watching The Cosby Show, TGIF and Beverly Hills 90210.

I am from Rayburn and Lafayette Streets, from Roberts Road and from Village Square, from white wicker front furniture and woven blankets and puke beige walls and boxes and packing tape and the echoes off the walls when it’s empty.  I am from the asphalt, from wheels humming along the highway, from eleven schools in twelve years and always making new friends.

I am from pampas grass, whose blades never failed to slice my fingers, and oak trees and Palmettos rising stately in the air, waving their leaves as if fingers brushing the sky.

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July 6, 2011
four23org-me
Memes

A-B-C-D

Mandi did this a few weeks back so I figured I’d steal it so I could have some content (and it seemed like fun so whatever!)

A. Age: 30 (ewww!)

B. Bed size: King.  Hands down one of the first things Steve and I agreed on after buying the house.

C. Chore that you hate: Unloading dishes & folding laundry.  Note that it’s the follow through I have issues with.

D. Dogs: Sammy, my terrier that’s nothing but fur and teeth and Baxter, the newest addition to the family.

E. Essential start to your day: Diet Dr. Pepper.  Seriously, I need at least one, if not two.

F. Favourite color: Purple or blue.

G. Gold or Silver: Silver.  I don’t wear any gold jewelry and I am appalled by people who mix metals.  Pet peeve I guess.

H. Height: 5’7″, maybe a tad shorter.

I. Instruments you play: None.  I took violin when I was little and I have a keyboard that lights up the keys for the song but I don’t think either of those count.

J. Job title: Systems Analyst (glorified Help Desk and IT Geek)

K. Kids: None.  Probably not in the future.

L. Live: Charleston, South Carolina; where there’s a little but of grace and charm left in the world.

M. Mother’s name: Sandy

N. Nicknames: Kristy is a nickname because my full name if Kristen.  Steve calls me babe or baby.

O. Overnight hospital stays: One when I was young and had to have my appendix out.  I was 8, I believe.

P. Pet peeve: Too many to list and enough for me to think I’m going to be a crabby old lady (or already am)!

Q. Quote from a movie: Stop looking at me Swan!

R. Right or left handed: Left

S. Siblings: I’m the oldest of five.  One brother is my full brother.  Two sisters from my dad’s second marriage.  And one brother from my mom’s second marriage.

T. Time you wake up: My alarm goes off at 6.  I get out of bed around 6:30am.  On weekends, I’m usually out by 8 or 9.

U. Underwear: None of yo’ business.

V. Vegetable you hate: Spinach by itself.  Or brussel sprouts.  I’m not too fond of tomatoes by themselves either.

W. What makes you run late: The dogs.  And getting sidetracked by the TV or my phone.

X. X-Rays you’ve had: Teeth, arm, feet and I’ve had two MRI’s done.

Y. Yummy food that you make: According to Steve, pretty much everything I make is yummy.  But I’m particularly fond of my lasagna and baked ziti.

Z. Zoo animal: Lions and tigers.  I love the big cats.

June 18, 2011