May 2009

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Landslide

I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
till the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life

Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I’m getting older too.

- Fleetwood Mac

Thankful

Today I was thankful for:

  • S’more poptarts
  • www.textsfromlastnight.com
  • Coworkers’ birthdays so we can have cake at the office
  • an episode of Law & Order SVU that I hadn’t seen before
  • a beautiful view at Dolores Park

  • family that loves me
  • text conversations with Becca
  • being sleepy at bedtime and hopefully falling asleep quickly …

Becca: If I buy a house want to live with me?

Me: Will u be ok w Glory? I’ll shave her.

Me: And can I bring home guys? Ha!

Becca: Of course Glory can come, she just can’t come in my room. Same rule applies to your men.

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Wrong Girl

So the floodgates open but nothing comes out. I’m feeling no relief in my head, just doubt.
But my heart keeps telling me ‘hold your ground. you’ll never learn a thing if you bail out now’
And I’m lonely again tonight. I can feel it like a know in my side.
They keep saying this is part of the ride but I’m not getting stronger.
Yet hold me against the light and do you see any bullet inside?
Wouldn’t find one if you magnified because you’ve got the wrong girl.
- Missy Higgins

I’ve been listening to a lot to Missy Higgins in the past few weeks. Very good, thoughtful lyrics and nice jazzy music. My favorite song is The Wrong Girl. It took me a long time to determine what I thought the lyrics really meant. It’s clearly about losing someone you love. Making a decision and sticking to it even when it gets tough.

I love lyrics to songs because for someone like me who is not entirely in touch with my emotions they help me to sort things out in my head. My heart is telling me that I won’t learn a thing if I bail out now.

The toughest part for me to figure out is the end. You won’t see a bullet inside. Is it that you won’t see the scars from the past? That this won’t be what sticks inside forever. To continue to cause me pain. That this is a wound that will heal in time in entirety. Just stick along for the ride.

6 Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.
Deuteronomy 31:6

Although missing Bay to Breakers for the third year in a row was definitely worth it in favor of Austin … there are some things that you just don’t get to see on a day to day basis even in a city as crazy as San Francisco that might have been good to check out yesterday at B2B. Thankfully the UN denounced pee crimes. Didn’t seem to help … oh but what can you do.

So tonight I’m multitasking by playing online, doing research about the ultra confusing/complicated state wide ballot measures, Facebook chatting, scratching Glory on the belly with my foot, eating my pasta, and watching TLC. I have now officially moved on from Jon and Kate Plus Eight to Table for 12. I haven’t watched many of the new Jon and Kate shows and let’s just face it … now that they are “famous” they’re a bit different. Plus with all the Jon and Kate drama now I watch it like “oh no wonder they are so annoyed with one another all the time” or so quiet. I think now Jon and Kate Plus Eight makes me terrified to get married and/or have kids.

Table for 12 on the other hand … they are so awesome. Both parents seem to like their kids. Wow. And one another. Double wow. I mean gosh if they can do it I definitely can. Although after two sets of twins I would definitely stop pushing my luck before I got to 10! Please please please if I ever have two sets of twins and manage to still utter the words “maybe I’ll try for just one more” someone please stop me. Remind me that cinnamon rolls in the can only come in sets of eight.

After an extended blog break I’m back! It seems like sometimes words are not enough for the moment so writing is less than helpful. I feel so refreshed after a fantastic weekend in Austin, downloading some great new music, and realizing that Robert Frost was right. Life Goes On.

Austin was an incredible time. I’ve realized that you are definitely growing up when the best highlight of the weekend was the choice to stay in a nice hotel with comfortable pillows and Becca and I getting to just have down time when we needed it. So yes it was refreshing all around. Good friends, good food, good times. I now remember why I love Austin so much. It was pretty heartbreaking leaving today.

Another highlight of the weekend? Getting a new tattoo! I got “peace” on my inner wrist in white script lettering. Small but meaningful to me and was a great way to spend a rainy Saturday when we were supposed to be on a boat on the lake. That and shopping are pretty much how we consoled ourselves for the lack of sun. Bonus!

Time now to get some sleep before the ridiculously long day tomorrow. Kat gets here on Thursday and then it’s another three day weekend. Yay!

Conversation I overheard in the JCC showers today:

Girl A: so let’s talk about BOYS

Girl B: BOYS! *giggle giggle*

Girl A: who do you like?

Girl B: oh this guy. I don’t want to say his name.

Girl A: ok we’ll call him “friend”. Are you like dating him or together or what?

Girl B: No but we are really flirting. Like mutual flirting.

Girl A: Oooo. So you should do more than just flirting.

Girl B: Like what? My teacher moved me all the way across the room from him. Like not even close to him anymore.

Girl A: NO – ugh well maybe step up the flirting to more flirting you know? Like what is he like?

Girl B: You know my school. Kinda ghetto.

Girl A: Is he ghetto? Wait are YOU ghetto?

Girl B: *giggle giggle* I’m not ghetto. He’s kinda ghetto. But not total badass ghetto.

Girl A: Oh so ya you don’t want like stupid badass ghetto.

Girl B: Ya like not someone who vandalizes at school like his name on the wall at school.

Girl A: Ya that’s stupid badass. So like does he just not vandalize his name?

Girl B: No just not at school. Like there’s cameras there. Like my school is so ghetto.

Girl A: Yah …. yah … so how far would you go with him?

Girl B and A: *giggle giggle*