1. My new sofa gets delivered to the house tomorrow morning - it's a pale blue, and I think it will go perfectly with the dark brown wood paneling in the house.
2. CVS/Grocery shopping - I love saving money and I love free stuff!
3. Yoga tomorrow - it lets me unwind and I feel good afterwards. It gets me in the mood to go back to the gym.
4. Cardinals/Astros game on Monday - I love seeing Jamie and Sam, and I know I'll have a good time no matter who wins.
5. Getting my house clean - there is no better feng shui than a clean house.
6. Buying new fish - they died while we were in Scotland, and I am ready to get some new ones for the backyard. What's a pond without fish?
7. My teacher conference in Austin the first week of August - I'm a nerd. I like going to conferences. I just hope there will be stuff there that I can actually use.
8. Meeting one of my best friend's girlfriend - he's so damn picky (among other things) that if he's calling her his girlfriend, than she must really be special.
9. Getting my thank you cards written and mailed off. This is more of a hassle than I first thought it would be.
10. My mother joined Facebook! Yay!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Perusing Facebook, it has become blatantly obvious that I do not know my family. Either side.
Mom and I moved to Texas when I was 12, so that means that almost 19 years have passed since I have been part of the family. My cousins are married and have kids. They have jobs and stories that I've never heard of before. They are like strangers to me. And what's worse, is that they probably know my dad better than I do. They certainly see him more often.
This picture is from Melissa's wedding, and it was really nice to get all of the Millers (and marrieds) together. I wish I could do that more.
I think that there is a Larson family reunion in South Dakota in the fall. I think Grandma, Mom, Linda, and Jo are all planning on attending. I don't think I really *know* anyone, but it would be nice to meet these people. I have heirlooms that are connected to them sitting here in my house and it would be nice to know their stories and what they have.
There's just something earthy about family. It's like I feel like a little transplanted plant that just keeps moving from pot to pot as I get bigger, never really finding my permanent home. Like I have ever really been able to just stretch out my roots and grow because I know that I've been confined to a crappy little pot.
I have no need for potting soil anymore.
Mom and I moved to Texas when I was 12, so that means that almost 19 years have passed since I have been part of the family. My cousins are married and have kids. They have jobs and stories that I've never heard of before. They are like strangers to me. And what's worse, is that they probably know my dad better than I do. They certainly see him more often.
This picture is from Melissa's wedding, and it was really nice to get all of the Millers (and marrieds) together. I wish I could do that more.
I think that there is a Larson family reunion in South Dakota in the fall. I think Grandma, Mom, Linda, and Jo are all planning on attending. I don't think I really *know* anyone, but it would be nice to meet these people. I have heirlooms that are connected to them sitting here in my house and it would be nice to know their stories and what they have.
There's just something earthy about family. It's like I feel like a little transplanted plant that just keeps moving from pot to pot as I get bigger, never really finding my permanent home. Like I have ever really been able to just stretch out my roots and grow because I know that I've been confined to a crappy little pot.
I have no need for potting soil anymore.
Friday, July 17, 2009
One! More! Time!
Back at SHSU, I had a journal long before the word "blog" was bandied about. I've gone through many incarnations (and addresses) for my blogs, so I'm hoping that this will be the last one. Seriously. The last one.
We had a nice meal at the golf club and had a fun evening at the Waterwheel. I even managed to sing the National Anthem.
I'm planning on using this to keep in contact with friends and family that are spread out over the US and UK, as Facebook and Twitter aren't really designed for long stories. Gregg has a wonderful blog, but he just hasn't really had the time to update it in a long time.
I think the most important thing that has happened recently was our perfect wedding that happened last month. June 27th to be exact. The weather reports had been threatening clouds and rain, but the day turned out to be the exact opposite - bright and sunny! People even got sunburned. I was so pleased that we went with our gut instinct and booked Dunnottar for the event - it was breathtaking. Bob, the celebrant, put us completely at ease and did a great job with the ceremony. Even the seagulls, famous for their aggressive nature, left us alone that day.
I only cried a little bit when I was getting ready (Lindsey, James, Dave, and my mother all had to yell at me so I wouldn't ruin my make up). James had to dance like a monkey at several points to get me to stop sniffling. I also teared up a bit when Dad lifted my veil to give me away - it was such a surreal moment, like out of a romantic comedy movie that has a happy ending.
We had a nice meal at the golf club and had a fun evening at the Waterwheel. I even managed to sing the National Anthem.
Scotland was lovely, but after being there a month, I don't think I'd adjust very well to living in the UK. I'm just too... American to adjust well, I think. I loved the countryside, the food, Gregg's friends, the highland cows, the 
North Sea, and the chilly air, but there were just too many things that I don't think that I could get over. I was surprised at how vulgar the Scots were. Now, don't get me wrong, I've been known to let out an expletive or two, but this was ridiculous. In one instance when we were walking to Gregg's grandfather's flat, a women was screaming obscenities at her small child. When a passer-by apparently turned to look at the spectacle, the woman turned on him, screaming at him to mind his own blankety-blank business. The buses were even worse. There is no way that I'd want my own grandmother to ride on a bus with the degenerates that seem to take advantage of public transport, and there were plenty of OAP's on the buses. It was sad.
North Sea, and the chilly air, but there were just too many things that I don't think that I could get over. I was surprised at how vulgar the Scots were. Now, don't get me wrong, I've been known to let out an expletive or two, but this was ridiculous. In one instance when we were walking to Gregg's grandfather's flat, a women was screaming obscenities at her small child. When a passer-by apparently turned to look at the spectacle, the woman turned on him, screaming at him to mind his own blankety-blank business. The buses were even worse. There is no way that I'd want my own grandmother to ride on a bus with the degenerates that seem to take advantage of public transport, and there were plenty of OAP's on the buses. It was sad.We're back home now in Texas and while I am enjoying my summer off, Gregg is trying to adjust to the Texas heat in cockpits. He's not pleased about it.
I'll write a few most posts about Scotland in the near future, but for now, I'll content myself with this one.
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