I'm not ashamed to admit it, I love watching this show. Tonight is the second night that the contestants dance for public votes and then tomorrow we learn which couple has to leave because they received the least amount of votes. If you don't know about this show already, the contestants are challenged with dances generally outside their comfort zones by some top-notch dance choreographers.
This show is produced by the same fellow who produces American Idol, infact, Nigel Lythgoe is one of the judges on "So You Think You Can Dance." The dance show seems to cater less to a teenage drama-seeking demographic.
Anyway, I'll be parked in front of the tube tonight.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
New Blog for Doodles
To keep it all in one place, I started a new blog yesterday to track the progress of The (Potentially) Great Doodle Experiment.
doodleforgood.blogspot
doodleforgood.blogspot
The sweetest thing
When G and I got home from work yesterday evening one of the little tables on the front porch had been moved directly in front of the door. Placed in the middle of the table was an esspresso-size coffee cup with the image of the Mona Lisa on it and a note that said "Read Me" on it. We opened it up, was a letter from Kate and Michael (Hoot's best friend from high school). They had been in the neighborhood and come across the cup in a shop somewhere, thought of us, and came by to drop it off.
What a sweet surprise!
Kate is quite a neat young woman: very talented, soft-spoken, and a very interesting person to talk to... Thank you Kate, I miss you too! :-)
getting caught up with life
On a completely different note from the doodles, so much is going on right now, it is kinda difficult for me to stay pointed in the right direction and actually making some sort of progress. The 5-year death-march that is my job just keeps getting slowly closer to death and G and I find ourselves running the gamut of emotional responses to goings-on. I can't help but feel a sense of responsibility, worry, and wonder what our customers who call for tech support will do if we finally do have to shut it down. Wouldn't be so bad if it felt like higher up the food chain there was actually a plan, but it all feels like they are just desperately doing what ever comes to mind with no cohesion to other tasks they have concocted. *sigh*
G Jr. Is still at desert warfare training. They gassed all the soldiers again last week and he has a real bad sore throat as a result. He is now in charge of hazardous waste stuff, monitors inventory and places all the orders for materials they need. He is also still driving the big trucks around. It was SO so good to see him when he got to come for a last-minute. He has grown into quite the young man. I enjoy his sense of humor and philosophical musings, which always make for great conversations.
"Big" G's mom is back home after her surgery and G is back home from Corpus. Taking care of his dad was a big eye-opener as to the extent of how dependent he is now as a result of the small vessel disease that causes outward behavior much like senility. A week with pop has left us both with lingering thoughts about our own old age and the possibility of being in a similar state.
This past weekend I had a great visit with Chelsea who surprised me Saturday evening with her presence. We stayed up until 3am (something I haven't done in a LONG time) talking and watching TV. We made seafood crepes with mornay sauce and munched out. Little did I realize she has gotten so intolerant of dairy that the sauce gave her a stomach ache... on an odd hunch I fed her a couple pickles... the hunch was no good.
G Jr. Is still at desert warfare training. They gassed all the soldiers again last week and he has a real bad sore throat as a result. He is now in charge of hazardous waste stuff, monitors inventory and places all the orders for materials they need. He is also still driving the big trucks around. It was SO so good to see him when he got to come for a last-minute. He has grown into quite the young man. I enjoy his sense of humor and philosophical musings, which always make for great conversations.
"Big" G's mom is back home after her surgery and G is back home from Corpus. Taking care of his dad was a big eye-opener as to the extent of how dependent he is now as a result of the small vessel disease that causes outward behavior much like senility. A week with pop has left us both with lingering thoughts about our own old age and the possibility of being in a similar state.
This past weekend I had a great visit with Chelsea who surprised me Saturday evening with her presence. We stayed up until 3am (something I haven't done in a LONG time) talking and watching TV. We made seafood crepes with mornay sauce and munched out. Little did I realize she has gotten so intolerant of dairy that the sauce gave her a stomach ache... on an odd hunch I fed her a couple pickles... the hunch was no good.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
carousel
i really like the warms and cools of this scene.
this is another edit, want life on the ride to be the "reality" while the rest of the world is a blur.
Cached blog
So i fiddled around with my blog and switched the settings back to being hosted on Blogger's servers, and this old blog popped back up. All the images I had uploaded to my old website host are no longer around. I'm trying to decide if i want to continue with this old blog now, or start a fresh one.
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