Entries Tagged 'Lists' ↓

• thunderstorms
• fall foliage
• hillside barns
• See Rock City signs
• “y’all”
• parking spots
• the sound of crickets
• fireflies
• Drew’s Brews
• Marché
• Yazoo
• Waffle House
• the Ryman Auditorium
• twisty back roads that lead you to believe they may go nowhere
• Hatch Show Print signage
• Love Circle
• Dragon Park
• The vast number of musicians who think they’re gonna make it. There is something compelling about people with big dreams.
• wheat fields
• (more to come)

• Good health. Working legs. Beating heart.
• All those rides to cheerleading practice and my boyfriend’s house and SAT prep and academic decathlon my mother gave me. Without her mad chauffeur skills I wouldn’t have flourished like I did in high school.
• A big hearted sister
• Two very good dogs
• Trips to San Francisco
• A seriously kickass boyfriend. Seriously.
• A cubicle
• People who want to hang around me even though I push them away
• A grip on my anxiety
• White wine
• Enough money for food and bills and even a little fun
• The happiness my mom’s husband brings her
• Leeland
• Cooler weather
• New wheels and tires for my ride–no more dangerous bulges!
• Flickr
• Fipi
• The quietest of the voices in my head
• Never mowing the grass because it is too dry to grow
• Badass black wedges for 70% off
• Friends who feel as pretty as they are
  
• Readers of this blog
• Nashville’s mayoral election is almost over
• Feeling wanted
• Melissa might be moving to Nashville
• Plenty of sleep

• I am making a list, because people love lists! They also love numbers, but I do not, so we’re going bulleted up in here.
• I am typing this from my couch. This is a large-type luxury for me. I have never had a new computer in my life. I’ve always had used or refurbished PCs. One of them had Windows Millennium on it. Pity me. The machine I have now is about six years old. I’m waiting for it to shut down on me any second. I decided to get off the PC not-so-gravy train, and get a Mac. A laptop one, at that. I sorta kinda fell in love with it.
• I cannot stop playing with Photobooth.
• I miss Adam.
• I sure do like that Hell’s Kitchen show, but it makes me uptight. PTSD, I guess.
• Tootie got fat so I cut her food portion by just one-quarter, and slowly but surely she lost weight. Why can I do this for my dog, but not for myself?
• I need to renew my dedication to eating a diet free of animal products.
• I want to sign up for a yoga class, but have no idea where to start. I’d like to decrease stress and gain flexibility. Any residual weight loss is a bonus. I would also like to incorporate meditation. If anyone wants to advise me, hit it.
• I just noticed that nearly every one of these bullet points begins with ‘I.’ Is it narcissism? Most certainly, but it is also a reprieve from writing in second person imperative, something I do frequently at my new job.
• I’m going to BarCamp Nashville, and will be speaking about blogging, both the awesome and the terrible.
• I wish I was going to BlogHer.
• I love this seagull, but I worry about that many crisps in a single bird.
• I could write a book on this. Hell, maybe I will.
• I could eat at a restaurant within a five mile radius from the office where I work every day for a year and never patron the same one twice.
• If I have one complaint about the MacBook, it’s the keyboard. I feel like the keys are super far apart. It’s just going to take some getting used to. Otherwise, she’s a beaut.

Nashville’s poor little rich kids: So much cokeface, so little time to be judged.

Hipster Essentials:
blown out pupils
head scarf/shoelace
facial hair
teh glasses
bongo
ironic(?) booty dancing
ginger kid in stripes and cardigan
who farted? expression
old dude
jaunty kerchief
hair cut with butter knife, styled with mayonnaise
"I’d rather be knitting" face

Oh, no reason, just sayin’ is all.

• Full-time stay-at-home blogger, ad-supported or otherwise
• Newsroom blogger at a different station/market
• Freelance writer
• On-air blog/web reporter
• Milkmaid
• Stay-at-home mom
• America’s Next Top Model
• Take off with Cindy Sheehan and Rosie O’Donnell for a full-on leftard moonbat roadshow, complete with song and dance
• Chocolate taster
• Wine taster
• Novelist by day, _______ by night

• Jim Halpert is staring down at me from the wall. He’s Mr. April in "The Office" calendar my sister bought me for Christmas. He looks a little pissed in the photo. Or lustful, I can’t tell. Either way, it’s making me uncomfortable.
• I need to work on some projects with deadlines. Blogging at NiT often feels like a race I never finish.
• Don’t ask me why, but I’m seriously considering taking up videoblogging. I have all this equipment at my disposal at work. It could possibly be a traffic generator for the work blog. But man, I think most videoblogs suck the big one. Anyway, blah, I don’t know.
• The Boyfriend bought a badass new bike. It is the best bike he’s ever had. He’s so excited. But it sits here, taunting him, because it’s cold as shit outside and his allergies are a mess. He’s looking at it longingly right now. Poor thing.
• My furry alarm clocks were set extra early this weekend. Fuckers.
• I want to try an indoor cycling class, but I’m afraid it will hurt my area. Do I need special pant(ie)s?
• I tackled Mount Laundry today. I took it down in record time, despite the heater part of our dryer not working.
• Cooper’s nice, new collar is already getting janked up because Tootie’s always got her teeth on it.
• I can’t say enough nice things about my Carmax experience yesterday, despite not purchasing a car from them.
• I got the Golf washed and cleaned yesterday before trying to trade it in. It looks so nice and shiny and hairless. But they put some funk nasty "new car" scent in there that just about gags me every time I get in.
• The boyfriend is now layering up so he can take the bike "around the block at least." He’s going to freeze his face off.
• Unfortunate.
• WTF, why am I singing "Rocketman" in my head?
• I have a Reese’s Peanut Butter Egg waiting for me. The boyfriend said "you don’t eat Easter candy at night," but I’m going to wait. The suspense is half the treat.
• I’m actively Twittering now. It finally clicked.

• Aunt B’s bear with adorable bear butt tail makes me want to get crafty. I’m hardly ever crafty.
• I took two enormous naps on my new pillow-top mattress. I haven’t slept this good since I was a baby. Perhaps not even then, what with the way my mother talks. ("I swear, you cried for about 51 weeks straight. Nonstop.")
• I did not clean out my car like I’d planned. (See above.)
• The sister and her boyfriend came over on Friday night. I like it when they do that.
• Despite being really, really nervous I went to "church" this morning. I don’t know why I think it is funny to call it church, but I do. It’s on Sunday morning, that is the only similarity. I’m glad I went. Thanks be to Jon for the information.
• Cooper fucked some shit up.
• Dreamed that I was the captain of a deep sea vessel that had only 8 hours of oxygen left. That was, to say the least, a fitful night.

When I sit in a lecture or meeting I inevitably begin to doodle. Not good doodling by any stretch, but doodling is what it is. I noticed today as I sat in a staff meeting that I always end up drawing the same things. Year after year, speech after boring speech, I always doodle these items:

• men’s lapels
• sneakers
• poofy skirts and dresses
• hamburger
• varsity style block letters
• milkshake
• girl’s ponytail
• eyeball
• paper cup with a straw and a lid
• lightning

You would think after all those many hours of doodling the same objects that I would have gotten halfway decent at it. Don’t kid yourself.

I’ve been tagged. I usually don’t do these, but I am feeling froggy:

Five Things You Don’t Know About Me

1. My ex-boyfriend’s roommate had a cat named Bastard. I renamed the cat Friend. That the most awesome cat that ever fucking lived, and I miss him a lot.
2. One time I faked passing out in high school when I saw the boy I liked flirting with a girl I hated.
3. I’m mole-y.
4. I liked it when people got baptized at church when I was growing up because I liked seeing what those people looked like with wet hair.
5. I have a cowlick. A big one.

And now. I tag: Kevin, Aunt B, Rex L. Camino, Sarcastro and Ryan

1. "I would like shove brittney off the side of Bright Angel Point at the Grand Canyon in mid October."
2. "You are a pig fucker and once you had sex with yourself and a cup of yogurt at
   the same time, but you got headbutted by a bison and your left nut got
   bitten off by a barn owl with 2.3 eyes and 19 testicles (yes you are a man
   posing as a woman so you can rape and kill small unsuspecting children)
   and you then killed a cop and got away with it because you let him shit on your face and video tape it."