Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Dream a little Dream...

Last night, after a very LONG and challenging day, I fell asleep.
No, really...

After a late dinner, while my dad was visiting in the very same living room, I fell asleep. At 7:30 pm. And I slept all night long. I slept the sleep of the dead, and woke at 5:30 am to find myself?


Will there never be a morning that I wake up ready for the day? Where I climb from my bed, wipe the slumber from my bleary eyes and think: Good morning! I couldn't sleep one more wink? Why is the necessary condition of adulthood sleep deprivation? I swear that after an entire day in the academic life, of challenging my brain to acrobatic feats of theory and conjecture, after stuffing it full of all that the world has to offer - it doesn't turn off. I'm becoming convinced that while my body sleeps, my mind twists and turns, reformulating, assimilating and regurgitating those concepts into understanding. So that when I wake, I am aware of the simplicity of these theories, aware of their relationship to WHICH EVER essay I'm working on - asking myself new questions while more sophisticated arguments are spinning from the yarn of yesterday.

But, DAMMIT. I'm tired. And I don't care!

Wishing to sleep the sleep of the insane...


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Mondays Shall Die a Slow and Uncomfortable Death

Mondays? Suck.


Yesterday was the Friday 13th of all Mondays. It started out bad and ended worse. While getting my face on (and believe me, you wouldn't want to see me without it - all nerves and muscles and junk) I dropped my eyelash curler into the toilet.



After I fished it out, I secretly wondered if perhaps soaking it in a vat of lysol, it may actually be salvageable. Maybe. Let us remember it was 6:30 am. I've had this curler for FIVE years. It's awesome. It's small, compact, one of those plastic ones with a lever instead of pincers that pull out your eyelashes one by one in a torturous dance. It rocked. Anyway, I digress.

As I stood there with this bacteria laden thing in my hand, contemplating it's future in my makeup bag, I dropped it onto the ceramic tiles where it shattered into thousands of tiny pieces. I *should,* at this point, have gone back to bed. The day was a write off already, I assure you.

However, I pulled up my argyle socks, donned the plaid hightops and hit the streets. After a freezing walk to my class building on a sunny, sunny day - I entered the english department with my backpack in place and sunglasses over my eyes. At which time, I got a text message. Which, sounds like the day was looking up, right? Popularity can rescue the worst of all Mondays. I was actually feeling better as I traipsed down the stairs. Right before I stepped out into thin air and came crashing down on the marble floor.

Yes. I? Fell. Down the stairs. In front of other people. I smashed my knee and twisted my ankle, and the damned 45 lb backpack pulled a muscle in my shoulder. Oh, and I smashed my pride. Of course. Pulverized like a little clove of garlic. It truly had no chance.

I won't go on - cause I can't top it. My knee hurts - but it looks pretty. If you like purple and blue. The rest of the day went to hell in a handbasket. It ended with me curled up in the armchair in my living room - crying like a baby.

F*ck Monday.


Friday, March 20, 2009

Bare Legalities

Hello faithful friends!

Life has been extremely busy these days. I'm floating from week to week in a haze of late night essay writing binges. The end is near - I can taste it. Freedom!!

In the meantime, you can find me over here at GNMParents, discussing my rights as a parent to keep health care sites "family oriented". Come on over!

I'd love to hear your thoughts....


Friday, March 13, 2009

Mommy knows best...

Today I'm over at GNMParents talking about safety nets. Sometimes I wonder if knowing you'll land on your feet stops you from truly jumping. Come on over - tell me what you think...

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Photography Thursday

It's been awhile since I've done this, but I thought I'd share a few images from a recent shoot. These clients are an awesome family with an adorable baby who've signed on for a year of photographs with me. Bless them!

Friday, March 6, 2009

My Guy Friday? Hates me.

Hello Friday. I'd like you to know that no matter what you have in store for me, I'm not in the least bit interested. Keep your fate and your karma and your crap to yourself. In fact - talk to Monday. You may have more in common than you think.

In the meantime, I've been over at GNMParents asking some questions about blended families. Come on over and join in~ I'd love to hear what you think.

Until then, I'll be hiding under the mattress wishing the week away.