~A Bitter Swallow~

I think the clock is broken. Including the computer clock. They all broke in sync. Stupid clocks.

I'm hungry. I ran out the door yet again with nothing but coffee in my tum-tum. And even that was negligible, as it was rewarmed over from yesterday's pot, and then another cup of instant coffee that I screwed up and put WAY too much coffee in.

So... yeah....

We built some planter boxes that line the front of the house. I say "we", but it was Dustin who built them. We borrowed a truck from some friends, and had it filled with dirt a few times, and there is a truckload sitting at home waiting for me to come back and shovel it into the wheelbarrow, and fill those neat little planters up. I bought some fantastic flowers that are said to attract hummingbirds that I'm going to plant in front of the windows. It is also going to house my dahlias and some iris. We'll see what else I put in there. I'm super excited about it.

On Friday night, we took the kids, along with one of my son's friends, to see Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince. I liked it. Of course, I had a hard time remembering the beginning of it (from the book). I remembered it come the end though. They did a good job with it. Of course, the books are entirely better all around. But for visual stimulation it works.

The next evening we went to some pals' house (the ones that lent us the truck), and had pizza and watched FanBoys. That was pretty funny. Probably even better if you are a big Star Wars fan. Maybe not so much if you prefer Star Trek. I like Wars better. But I'm not fanatical like they are. But made for good movie material.

I'm consistently amazed by the people from my past that continue to come out of the ether on FaceBook. It's awesome seeing these people again, and finding out where their life's path took them. Some aren't so hot, others are fantastic. If you use Facebook and are not already connected to me, and want to be... look up Thaydra. If I don't know you firsthand, throw in a little comment so I know what the heck you want and how you know me! (just mention the blog).


I began taking Pilate's classes through my job. The day after the first class I thought I was going to die. Or at least maybe snap in half (or any number of pieces). But now, I'm amazed at how much my body will do and rebound from. After just one class. I don't know if it is related or not, but it's definitely coinkydinky if not. I'm going to have to figure out what I'm going to do once the class is over. I can't just quit, because I have plans for all this weight loss and six-pack abs.

Ok.. I think that's it. I'll try to get some pictures up of the new flower bed in the next day or so.

I've decided I need a truck. It is just not possible for me to be a good homemaker/gardener/whatever without one.

I'm a frequent visitor to Craigslist- I'll admit it. People sometimes want to get rid of some fantastic stuff. One man's trash is another man's treasure and all that jazz. I got my daughter a beautiful purple touch-lamp for her room. It has a pretty butterfly on it. The color matches her decor perfectly. It was all of maybe $5- and a touch lamp is something she had been asking for for many a month. How much better could it get?

Well, I keep seeing some of the bigger things I want at ridiculous prices (as in cheap. Omg.. I have to get it cheap). Things like new couches and chairs, a computer chair, desks, etc. Things too big for me to put in the car. It makes my tummy hurt, some of the things I've had to pass up.

The biggest ones are the beds I see that I would love to get the kids. I really want to get them new beds. Not necessarily the mattress, but just the bed. Right now, they are sleeping on their twin mattress, on top of a half of a queen size boxspring (you know, how they come in twos..). The boxspring is too big for the bed lengthwise, and a bit too small width wise. It doesn't make thier bed making skills increase any.... Nor can it be very comfortable.

I'd love to get my son a captains bed, and my daughter a trundle bed, which is what they want. I've seen them for sale, but there is no way I'd be able to get them home, and that frusterates me beyond all belief. My kids deserve real beds. I guess I'm going to have to just save up and fork out the extra and get them some new ones delivered.

But now, if I had a truck... they would already have nice new beds, and a desk, and we'd have new living room furniture, etc etc etc. Not to mention the items I've seen that would be lovely out in the garden I plan to put in this year.

Oh.. to have a truck. And now, the truck itself.. well, if I'm going to dream, I'm going to have what I want, no? Something big. I'm a fan of those Dodge Rams. They have such presence. Jacked up on some monster tires, of course. None of these sissy lowriders. I want something I need a ladder to climb into. I want a nice long bed, and extended cab. When I'm on the road, people are going to pull over in fear. Not that I am mean, but because I have presence! A truck that is shiny black, with that silver chrome linings... something that turns heads and keeps 'em looking long after I've gone. Yeah... one of those trucks...






Some day I'll have one. Except I'll never be able to drive it, because gas prices are going up again, so I won't be able to afford it!