Grrrrrrrr

I want to kill my dog right now. I've spent the last 15 minutes trying to get soap out of my carpet. I was checking my email when I heard her jump into the tub which, in and of itself, isn't a big deal. What I didn't know is that she had grabbed the slightly wet bar of soap and taken into the den where she then rolled over on it and ground it into the carpet. I don't feel like messing with this right now!

And now she's licking the carpet which I guess means my work is not yet done. 

Is it disheartened or disenheartened? I can never remember. Anyway, I'm kind of that. 

Perfectly Safe

Be afraid; be very afraid. 

This is like a cross between Alfred Hitchcock and the Dharma Initiative. It totally freaks me out.

Kindle Bliss

I'm extremely tired for no apparent reason. I'm wondering if I can justify going to bed like, um, now? Or maybe I'll just hop in bed and do some reading (are you getting the segue here?) on my new Kindle.

I haven't blogged yet about the awesome-ness that is the Kindle. I would have talked about it sooner but was too busy reading books, I guess. It is an amazing creation, and I think the whole world should get one. I would talk more about it, but I'd rather go read some more. Let me tell you - being able to buy a book and have it immediately whenever you want it is heaven!

Side note: my dog is doing her nightly run - back and forth about 20 feet about 80 times. It's so weird. Oh wow, she just ramped it up; she is out of control.

Bummer

It was not a good ending, and now I'm disappointed. The movie just didn't have the same heart and sweetness that the series did. And the reapers without Rube? That's preposterous!

The movie's made me miss the show even more. Sigh. 

Hooray!

Dead Like Me: Life After Death will be in my mailbox tomorrow. Finally, an ending!

Summer Smell

There is honeysuckle blooming somewhere near my walking route. Isn't it a little early for that? Not that I'm complaining. Every time I pass it, I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

I say forget the roses; stop and smell the honeysuckle.

Let's get back to some songs about mental illness.

So Ryan Adams isn't as dissapated as I thought he would be, at least maybe not anymore. He was actually kind of charming (see post title), and I wasn't expecting that. He looked tiny onstage - a gangly kid in a button down, skinny jeans and big sneakers. He stood so far away from the microphone, it was like he was scared of it. 

Oh and I'm sure some of you were wondering, but no, we didn't get a duet from the newlyweds. How awesome would that be? Mandy Moore and Ryan Adams sing Rhianna's "Umbrella." I really can't think of anything more horrifyingly awesome. Oh please let it happen, please!

My hair is suddenly curly. I have no idea why.  

I don't understand weather.

I think it's weird that it's so cold outside and yet still light at 6:05 pm. Does not compute.

Sparse

Out at sea for seven years

I got your letter in Tangiers

Thought that I'd been on a boat

'Til that single word you wrote

That single word it landlocked me

Turned the mast to cedar trees

And the wind to gravel roads

Idaho, oh Idaho

"Idaho" Josh Ritter

This song is sparse in the most wonderful way - acapella and quiet, like a lullaby. I'd never paid much attention to it; in fact, I think I usually forward through it, but now I want to visit Idaho.

The smell of spring...

...rotting flesh emanating from pretty flowering trees. Awesome. 

I hate Bradford Pears, and the neighborhood is lousy with them.

Hello everyone. I haven't forgotten about you; I've just been sick. Again. I'm on my 3rd round of antibiotics in as many months and am now expecting to die from something mundane like a paper cut. I hate being on these things, but what do you do if you can't get better?

Wow, that's a lot of snow.

7 inches of snow to be exact.
Wow, just wow.