The past few days have been truly lovely - the kind of end of summer days with enough of a hint of autumn creeping into them that make part of me yearn to go back-to-school shopping and plan my class schedule. It seems that my body is getting ready for school, even though my brain knows that I'm not.
I can already sense my internal clock changing, somehow clearly delineating the line between the weekdays and the weekends. During the majority of the summer, unless I had a reason to pay attention to the date, all my days blended into one another, and it didn't matter if it were a Tuesday morning or a Saturday morning... it was just another morning. Now Sundays have become tainted again by the lurking presence of Monday, ugh. Even though I have nothing to do tomorrow, nowhere to be, I'm uneasily enjoying the peace of Sunday while simultaneously dreading Monday morning.
It's weird that the onset of autumn can trick me like this, but September has marked the beginning of school every year since I was 4. And September is right around the corner, both on the calendar and in the air. I won't be headed off to school this year, and I think I'm going to miss it.
August 28, 2005
August 21, 2005
So, to recap...
The end of August has kind of picked up speed for me as it rushes toward September. This past week I've been busy(!), despite the ever-present specter of unemployment looming over me.
Over a week ago, I went to Anne's lake house with Chelsea, Kelly, and Anne, of course. It was quite possibly the best two days of my summer - relaxing, laughing, watching a meteor shower, swimming, and talking. Anne has a picture of Chelsea, Kelly and I on her blog; you can see it here. Last weekend, we all went to the Minnesota History Center, where we recorded Funkytown and got married, among other things, and to the Irish Fair, where we watched little Irish dancers, saw a sheepherding demonstration right in the middle of the crowd, and ate lots of lovely soda bread and other Irish-y fare. (Picture credit goes to Anne.)
During the week, I painted the Homans' garage some more with Kelly, and everyone celebrated her birthday on Wednesday with a trip to the Wayzata Community Church Rummage Sale, some tremendous cupcakes, and some napping. Oh, and some more Irish food. On Friday night, Kelly and I went out on the town with Brian and some of his friends to see Citizen Cope at the Fine Line. It was a really good show, and we rode in a limo! Like we were rockstars or something.
Yesterday I attended a barbeque for Rachel and Chris's impending nuptials (in January). It was fun - Chris's folks sure know how to throw a good party. Today it's off to the stepgrandparent's lake house for the day, and next weekend, off to a bridal shower. And then soon, far too soon in my opinion, Annie leaves for Germany!
Over a week ago, I went to Anne's lake house with Chelsea, Kelly, and Anne, of course. It was quite possibly the best two days of my summer - relaxing, laughing, watching a meteor shower, swimming, and talking. Anne has a picture of Chelsea, Kelly and I on her blog; you can see it here. Last weekend, we all went to the Minnesota History Center, where we recorded Funkytown and got married, among other things, and to the Irish Fair, where we watched little Irish dancers, saw a sheepherding demonstration right in the middle of the crowd, and ate lots of lovely soda bread and other Irish-y fare. (Picture credit goes to Anne.)
During the week, I painted the Homans' garage some more with Kelly, and everyone celebrated her birthday on Wednesday with a trip to the Wayzata Community Church Rummage Sale, some tremendous cupcakes, and some napping. Oh, and some more Irish food. On Friday night, Kelly and I went out on the town with Brian and some of his friends to see Citizen Cope at the Fine Line. It was a really good show, and we rode in a limo! Like we were rockstars or something.
Yesterday I attended a barbeque for Rachel and Chris's impending nuptials (in January). It was fun - Chris's folks sure know how to throw a good party. Today it's off to the stepgrandparent's lake house for the day, and next weekend, off to a bridal shower. And then soon, far too soon in my opinion, Annie leaves for Germany!
August 10, 2005
Howdy Do
Lately, I've found myself so very tired at the end of every "work" day and every evening I want to crawl into bed around 6 and not get up til the following morning. Right now is one of those tired moments. I feel glued to my bed or like there's an enormous weight pressing me down.
It may not be a real job I have, but man, it is exhausting. I've been doing landscaping/remodeling over at the Homan homestead these past couple weeks. Basically, I'm their mule, their workhorse, their plodding Clydesdale. While I certainly don't dislike the work, and sometimes even enjoy it a little bit, I can only wonder how someone who makes this type of work his or her career continues to do it for months and years at a time. Today I spent nearly four hours on a ladder, scraping the last vestiges of paint off the eaves of the garage, getting dust in my nose, eyes, and mouth, and can't even begin to imagine doing something like this for the rest of my life.
In other news, I still don't have a job, but in the past few weeks, I flew in a four passenger airplane over the western suburbs, went to Lake Tahoe with my parents and grandmother to visit my oldest brother and his family (including the cutest nephews in the world), had one job interview for a position I don't necessarily want, got stung by a bee on my eyebrow, saw the Twins play the Red Sox, saw JoDee Messina play at RibFest, and went inside the Basilica of St. Mary's for the first time ever.
It may not be a real job I have, but man, it is exhausting. I've been doing landscaping/remodeling over at the Homan homestead these past couple weeks. Basically, I'm their mule, their workhorse, their plodding Clydesdale. While I certainly don't dislike the work, and sometimes even enjoy it a little bit, I can only wonder how someone who makes this type of work his or her career continues to do it for months and years at a time. Today I spent nearly four hours on a ladder, scraping the last vestiges of paint off the eaves of the garage, getting dust in my nose, eyes, and mouth, and can't even begin to imagine doing something like this for the rest of my life.
In other news, I still don't have a job, but in the past few weeks, I flew in a four passenger airplane over the western suburbs, went to Lake Tahoe with my parents and grandmother to visit my oldest brother and his family (including the cutest nephews in the world), had one job interview for a position I don't necessarily want, got stung by a bee on my eyebrow, saw the Twins play the Red Sox, saw JoDee Messina play at RibFest, and went inside the Basilica of St. Mary's for the first time ever.
July 02, 2005
MIT Survey
Hey, blogging friends! Go make some science too.
I'm off to Anne's lake house on the morrow to celebrate the Fourth. Hope everyone has a great holiday!
June 30, 2005
Donating
Here's a list of the weird stuff I have been pulling out of my closets the last couple days in an attempt to get rid of exactly this kind of randomness.
Ah, the memories. Memories that I will now DESTROY FOREVER as I drop off this overabundance of randomness at the Wayzata Community Church Rummage Sale. Unless anyone wants to take this stuff off my hands... the light-up globe? Pretty sure that's a high quality collector's item.
Happy Birthday, Amanda!
-590 piece, 3-D puzzle of the Tower Bridge of London
-Crayola clothes decorating kit: when I pulled it out, Kelly said I must have had a lot of fun with it back in the day, but given the fact that the bag of rhinestone "jewels" is unopened, and the fact that I don't recall ever having a collection of puffy painted clothes, apparently I never participated in the joys of t-shirt making, Crayola-style.
-Untouched "Artist Touch" Oil Paint by Numbers kit: the scene is a covered bridge over what I assume must be a bubbling stream, replete with paddling mallards. Ah, what pastoral loveliness I missed out on.
-Whole reams of wide-rule notebook paper.
-Chip/dip combo plastic tupperware container: why was this in my dirty laundry basket? Why?
-Large light-up globe: dating from the 1980s sometime; the northern part of Eurasia is labeled "Union of Soviet Socialist Republics" and Germany is still divided. I kid you not.
Ah, the memories. Memories that I will now DESTROY FOREVER as I drop off this overabundance of randomness at the Wayzata Community Church Rummage Sale. Unless anyone wants to take this stuff off my hands... the light-up globe? Pretty sure that's a high quality collector's item.
Happy Birthday, Amanda!
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