Friday, April 27, 2007

Holy Crap!

No, really. Crap! Lots of it in the swill that backed up into my basement washing machine when the pipes to the septic got clogged from old age.

Lucky me. Yesterday morning I went downstairs to the dark laundry area and went to throw some dirties into the front loading washer. Still sleepy and pre coffee, I reach down to open the door and a tidal wave of murky, foul smelling water begins to flood out onto the floor and my feet! I scream and slam the flood shut as quickly as possible.

Then I hear the toilet gurgling upstairs as I'm washing my feet of this disgusting funk... glug glug glug! Next thing ya know, there's no water in the toilet but there is a strange residue that looks like old seaweed. I call the landlord. He called Ray's Island Plumbing. They came, they saw, they unclogged. Now, I have to figure out the state of the washing machine. I ran a water-only load. Then I did a laundy load, which came out very waterlogged. So....

Here's hoping for no more sludgy nightmares...

Thursday, April 26, 2007

So damn funny!


Will Ferrel movies can be hit and miss. This was a HIT! I also love Napolean Dynamite...so the two of these guys together were great. The movie takes so many twists in the plot it's not the empty silly movie you'd think it'd be.

The kids and I saw this last Friday. We jumped on a boat, had a great dinner at Endolyne Joe's headed to downtown Seattle, burned some money at Gameworks with the kids racing through their powercards (like time lapse high-speed little ants!), and off we went to the neighboring theater! We laughed, and laughed, and laughed.

Since when does a snack bar trip for three (snack and drink each) cost $28 fucking dollars? That is bullshit! Remind me to watch movies at the Island theater.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The Village People

If you're on the island and reading this, you've probably seen a sign on the road that says "get fit now" for Village Fitness, the newest of gyms on the Island. I joined, and I love working out there. Those of you thinking about doing it should just do it. Why? Let me count the ways:

You can go anytime, because you just key code in and voila gym when you need it. It's private--no meat markety bullshit. I like to get in, kick ass, get the hell out. It's CLEAN--the equipment isn't the newest of the new, but it's well maintained and the place doesn't smell like a dirty sock. You can bring an ipod to dock or tune into whatever station you want when you're alone, which is 90% of the time. The circuit of Cybex is good, plus the treadmills are in tip top shape, plus there is an elliptical, lifecycles, and lots of freeweights. Is good!

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Where the hell is Heidi?!

(photo changed to protect the prudish...)

Dude, I'm totally knocked sideways by this boy.
Man.
Blue eyed hottie.
World rocker.
Chief boot knocker.

We're childhood (teen) schoolmates recently reunited by a strange series of events. We are GOOD together.

First there was a devoted marriage (16 yrs ago on this very day!) that dissolved nearly two years ago. Then a well grounded older man--and our adventures were fun. Also those not-so-distant-past flirtations and flingamathings with a select few friends of a fleeting, non commital nature.

And now...holy crap! Someone enters my life who ignites me like I haven't been -lit- since I was very young and crazy in love. This is promising. I know a good thing when it's in front of me, people.

Mom and dad are meeting this one. The black book has only his name. I keep his shirt in my bed like a pet. I miss him and will see him again soon, hopefully for a long time in the future.

His name is David.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

The Orange Food Obsession

I'm sure there's a biological explanation for this, but I can't get enough -Orange Stuff- in my diet. This started long ago but increased severely when I was pregnant with Alex (1996) and has never ceased.

Something calls me into the produce section of Vashon Thriftway and beckons purchases of:

  • Sweet Potatoes (not yams, yams are wimpy and watery and not fibrous enough)
  • Mangoes, god yes, me a gwan fi luv dem sweet Mon-goes, Mon! I could eat, n eat, n eat these.
  • Oranges, a Valencia will do well
  • Carrots, always in the fridge--or else!
  • Papayas--tougher to get good ones here than in Hawaii, but love em!
  • Squash-butter n brown sugar...how come you taste so good?!
  • And then there's my favorite flavor of ice cream: Pumpkin Pie!
  • And my excessive baking of Pumpkin muffins.
  • At a restaurant? Sweet potato fries whenever possible...or mash!

    Oh oh oh....did I mention I eat like a dude? I put away more food than a truck driver hitting a diner after a 15-hour run. When this girl is hungry, don't fuck with me!

    And on that note, it's lunchtime! XO

Sunday, April 15, 2007

On a Sunday Afternoon











This was an awesome day...and it's not even over yet! I biked--hard, til I could barely back get down the hill my legs were so shaky. The sun came out and shone gorgeously and I washed my RAV (see the bucket? I do an ecological kinda car wash with biodegradable detergent), and I got in a little work and MySpacing...whose page am I looking at?! Hmmm. I still have time to cook up a great dinner and dream the night away. I documented the day here...fun.









Friday, April 13, 2007

Getting to know you...

Here's the first survey thingy I've ever taken (from MySpace):
1. Do you still talk to the person you lost your virginity to?
Yes, and he's in my top friends on MySpace!

2. Is it harder to be rejected or to reject someone?
rejected--rough!

3. What kind of music did you listen to in elementary school?
B52s, Pretenders, Blondie, the Pina Colada song, Van Halen

4. What is the best thing about your current job?
Creativity and a mighty fine paycheck

5. Do you wish cell phone etiquette was a required class?
Yes

6. What's the last thing you drank?
Coffee, strong with cream and sugar

7. Name one thing that makes you squirm.
In a good way: A meaty bite on the curve of my neck/shoulder! Yeah!

8. Where are you going on your next vacation?
San Diego, home

9. Have you ever thrown up from working out?
Never--and I love working out

10. Are most of the friends in your life new or old?
Most of my BEST friends are the oldest ones, and most are from San Diego.

11. Have you ever gotten so wasted you didn’t know what was going on?
How would I know if I was that wasted? I'd wager yes.

12. Do you like pulp-y orange juice?
Pulp free

13. Are you touchy feely?
Affectionate, more so behind closed doors

14. Did you cry at your high school graduation?
Not a tear, and I was on a plane outta town from Boise back to SD two days later

15. Do you prefer the tanning bed or the sun?
Sun, I like the scent of charring skin and the hypnotic spell it casts.

16. What are two of your favorite places to eat?
Canlis (a Seattle steakhouse) and Roberto's taqueria (or any big ass family style Mexi carne asada burrito)

17. What could you tolerate...someone who snores or sleep walks?
Snoring--this girl admits she snores from time to time

18. Do you consider yourself bi-polar?
No. The most even keeled gal you'll ever meet.

19. What's something your friends make fun of you for?
My dorkiness. I am so literal sometimes I cant see sarcasm when it's slapping me silly.

20. What's your worst personality flaw?
See #19

21. What's your favorite type of soup?
Creamy tomato

22. Would you ever parachute off of a plane?
Definitely

23. Have you ever ridden an elephant?
Yes. A wild animal park thing.

24. Are you Irish in any way?
Welsh is as close as I get (Fowler!)

25. Have you ever ridden in a U-Haul?
NO

26. Do you like to play Scrabble?
Ah! Last Friday David and I played "XXX-Innuendo Scrabble;" Do you have any idea how difficult that is? Great challenge and I wish I had photographed that nasty-sizzling board!

27. Have you ever been to a nude beach?
No, but I've gotten nude on a public beach (hide your eyes, mom and dad)!

28. Have you ever drank Jack Daniels?
Ew, yes.

29. Have you ever had sex on the beach?
Yes. Sandy coochies are not fun.

30. What are you saving your money up for right now?
Summer trip spending.

31. What was the last gift card you received?
Costco. I shared it for good karma.

32. Who do you like right now?
Everyone.

33. Does the number of people a person's slept with affect your opinion of him or her?
It only affects whether or not I'll sleep with them, too!

34. Do you give money to bums?
Bums, no; homeless organizations and food banks, yes.

35. What do you do when you spot a bug in your house?
So far just spiders. Big ones get to live outside; I foster a relocation program.

36. What is your favorite Disney movie?
Fantasia! Hands down.

37. Where were you 1 hour ago?
On the deck, transplanting a parlor palm to a bigger pot while coffee brewed, wearing my pj top and pirate shorts that say "Surrender the Booty!" LOL

38. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
My son's friends' mom--I have the kid house cuz it's spring break!

39.What was the last thing that really made you smile?
Just a minute ago, waking up the other son and stroking back his hair off his forehead while he smiled drowsily. The best!

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Ski Bunny 101

Sue has ski-schooled me, and I hail to the mistress...as one who's worked the Crystal Mountain volunteer ski patrol for umpteen years and seen it all, she informed me of the proper use of such terminology. She writes:

" 'Super skier' is what you are, not a dumb snow bunny! Think that most skiers think of the "bunnies" as those who lodge rather than snow ski with perfect hair, makeup and outfit who intend to snare:
(1) An older man with bucks trying to suck it in and looking for younger bunnies
(2) A pro ski instructor or patroller with no money but with great bod and looking for a good lay for the night "

Okay, so does it make me wrong to identify with number 2? LOL Franky Jones, baby!

Thanks, lady....XOXO

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Skiing and stinging

It's not too early, is it? I have just enough $ stashed away, so I decided to splurge on a never used pair of Elan skis--still in the wrapper, lightweight, very nice parabolic shape. They need bindings (which I have) and they're sweet! I'll need to get some sweaters/hats to match.
A ski bunny's work is never done (right Sue--and like the hat here?).

These days I am feeling like the luckiest woman-girl-muse in the world. The only thing that wasn't fun was getting an email from the man I was seeing previously--suggesting that I'd been off regularly rendezvousing with someone before severing the tie with him. Ironically, that's WHY I left--I felt restless to be OUT, knew my heart wasn't locked in. I didn't want to start a regrettable pattern and live a lie. His email validates the sendoff that much more.

Life is good. Kids are with me tonight for the rest of the week and I've missed them. Hope they're having a good spring break so far with their dad.

Monday, April 09, 2007

Fremont, Friends and Funnnnnnnn!
















Thursday, April 05, 2007

Blast from the Past

Some of you got to see this last night fresh from the archivist who sent it to me.

I was crazy when I lived in the Bay Area the first round. At Ygnacio Valley High, in Concord-Walnut Creek, I was a transplanted freak relegated to AP classes and a dark corner of the hallway to avoid razzings for my many hair colors, stripes of dark eyeliner and gothic apparel. One girl took a shine to me named Cammie. She was a photographer; I was her subject. I spent many, many weekends and afternoons being her lens guinea pig.

When she confessed to me she was a lesbian, I didn't take it well, because I wondered if her motives in our friendship were based on friendship or were all those rolls of spent film for her eyes and not profession. In the end, we never really had closure on that.
But one day, a couple years after our photo era, a friend (Nilo) brought me the cover of MRR. Cammie and I and a group of Contra Costa punks (circa 1985) used to have a zine and appeared on KPFA (Berkeley) to talk about our raucous position in a conservative school and town. We were their groupies and local darlings.

KPFA was also the impetus behind Maximum Rocknroll, which is essentially the punk rock bible. It's going strong even today. I am proud to have been a verse in that evolving compendium of rebellion. Ta dah..Here's me!

Thanks, Cammie. As for the kids of YVHS, you sucked hard.