Showing posts with label irrational fears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label irrational fears. Show all posts

Lightning Crashes

Friday, May 30, 2008

Now that we own a house, I don't enjoy thunderstorms nearly as much as I used to. Now I worry about trees falling on the house, lightning strikes, hail hitting the roof, and lots of other miscellaneous damage.

We haven't been to the grocery store in over a month now, thanks to our FarmFresh deliveries. Dave is in Portland, Oregon for RailsConf until Sunday, so my dinners have been consisting of random things I've found in the cupboards and refrigerator. Tonight I had cheerios, a grapefruit, and a couple of cookies. Yesterday I had couscous, a frozen waffle, and some strawberries.

I miss him.

I had the most delicious lunch ever today at the City Market. It was chicken salad on top of ... salad salad, with fruit salad on the side. Very salad-y. It was EXACTLY what I was craving. I saved about 1/3 of it to eat as part of my dinner, but ended up eating it as soon as I got back to the office. I'm so pathetic.

This was a pretty self-deprecating post, but I'm still getting over this cold/flu thing and there's no one here to hear me whine. wahhhhhhh

Hey! There's a tornado warning!

Frost and Bulbs

Thursday, March 20, 2008

We awoke to see our lawn covered in frost this morning. I hope these cold days are over soon. The tulip bulbs are starting to poke through the soil, and I can't wait to see what they will look like when they bloom. I also hope that more than the 3 that are poking through will actually survive this crazy weather.

I got my hair cut yesterday and chose a drastic style - with BANGS. BANGS, people! I didn't think that I had the balls to go through with it, but the stylist was reassuring enough to convince me otherwise. I like it a lot, though I have been getting made fun of at work. They're calling me "Cleopatra." I have been meaning to get this style for a while, but I was always afraid of the long-term commitment that comes with bangs. That, and I wasn't sure that my poodle hair would be appropriate for that kind of style. Thank you, God, for creating people that created the hair iron.