long beautiful hair

I have to go there.
Are you ready for this one???

HAIRBALLS!
All different shapes, sizes, smells, and textures.
Made of stringy glumps of hair, and usually partnered with a pile, or pool of partially digested food.
Why am I thinking of these unique art forms created by our feline friends?
My cat just hurled one up on the floor about 6 feet from my head.

hairball 1-19-11
color:grey, brown, yellow, cloudy-clear
texture: one giant glump of goo covered hair, a mushy 1/4 digested small pile of cat food, and 1.5 pools of runny...just runny
smell: vomit

I'm not currently picking it up because it's probably still warm.
What a lovely gift!
Thank you friend.

8 days a week

I have a request for one more day inserted in the week, smack between Wedneday and Thursday. What would this day be for? All of the things you needed to get done on Wednesday and didn't have time and all of the things that you probably wont get done on Thursday. Maybe it's just me, but I go into the week on Monday feeling good like there's nothing I can't accomplish in 5 days? Tuesday I still generally feel pretty good, and then 7pm happens, I realize I only have 3 more days of the week, and somehow all of the knots in my shoulders appear, and my brain feels like it's going a million miles an hour. How the hell will I get everything done in the next 48 hours? I'm sure some people would like an extra Monday, or Tuesday, and who wouldn't want an extra Saturday? I'm personally really pushing for an extra mid week day, or even an extra 8 hours between to split between the two days. Wed and Thursday the 28 hour days! YES! 28 hours that's perfect! Now, to just figure out how to slow Earths rotation 2 days a week.

Okay crazy days here I come!

Here we go, one more time...

Inspired to start using this little blog again. (thanks Arielle!)

Duluth has become home. It's a hill covered in snirt (snow/dirt) and I love it!

The new year has gotten me thinking about resolutions and goals. I'm not so into the new years resolution thing, though it seems hard not to think about it, so here I go.

• School - Yeah that's a little vague, but at this point even starting feels big to me. I have started the process of applying to LSC to start in the Fall of 2011! A good start to a good goal.
  
• I would like to become better with money, and work on my debt (mostly med bills). I am working on it and I know it's not something I am going to figure out in one day. Now to make a budget, and the hard part....sticking to it.
• This next one is something I struggle with. Fitness. I would like to join a gym. I don't struggle with this because I think its hard, or because I feel embarrassed about my body. I love my body, and the reason I want to go to the gym is not to change the way it looks. I struggle because I don't want to interact with people who think I'm going to the gym to change my appearance. I don't want people to start weight loss conversations with me, thinking we have something in common. This already happens in the world outside the gym I can't even imagine what it would be like in. Not all fat people want to loose weight. OK? I guess it's just a time to buck up, possibly pull out a pocked of one liners to respond, and just do what I wanna do.
  
• Organization, and getting rid of the shit that's clogging my life.
  

I have a feeling about 2011. I think it will be a year of good things.

Rest in peace Betty.

tonight is the night when 34 (ties) become one (dress)

Feeling some FATshionista passion about making fat girl clothes.
I see summer dress sewing in my future.

i should have just said i needed to go to bed
working in 2 hours and 10 mins
two giant steps back in two different directions

can we squeeze 36 hours into each of the next 5 days??
please.

failure
i feel awful

homesick

i miss the trees and the stars
maybe my mom a little too

lost of travel
2 spottings of the capitol building
1 of the washington monument
lots of talk about facilitating a focus group
met several very neat women from around the country
and now i a home again, home againg, jiggity jig

i hope the sun shines for a long time today.

i want to linger a little longer, a little longer her with you

i feel like i am going to a big empty house for the summer.
feeling completely unmotivated to pack and head out.

It's Alex's birthday today.
No one has said anything.
Even me.
I can't. I don't want to be a sad reminder of the fact that they are gone.
Mom and I went out with Grandma to celebrate her 86th birthday today.
On the way home I picked up some flowers, and stopped at the cemetery.
I had a little chat with Alex, paced in the wet grass for a bit, and talked about my life.
I miss them.

refreshed

SPRING!
Feeling positive, and productive.
Want to do a million things!

i hate money
I hate money.
I HATE MONEY!

I wanna go on road trips with my bffl.
I wanna volunteer at Camp Ten Trees.
I wanna see the Indigo Girls.

Lamefaces.
I don't like being an adult.
I don't like knowing what I need to do.
I wanna do what I wanna do.

Making money will make the fall easier, and possible.
FALL FALL FALL!

Been thinking about this on and on since yesterday.

When I pulled up to Nettleton to go to Girl Scouts there were police cars all around, and police officers on every corner. I parked two houses away from the school and didn't know if I should even get out of my car. I counted 13 police cars from the seat in my car and called Jamie, who couldn't answer cause she was in the school. She sent a text message saying she was in the Art Room, the school was in lock down, and she didn't know what was going on. After deciding it was probably okay to get out of my car, a reading assistant from the school and I asked the group of officers on the corner what was going on and they said there had been a bogus call and they were checking kids cellphone numbers, but it would be a while before we could get back in the school. Well a while was only like 45 seconds, and they let us in after a few stops on the way to the door and and questions of "Who are you?". We could see 20 total police vehicles, including a few unmarked on the way in.

Story in the News Tribune

Jamie was telling me about what went on in the art room, which faces the circle and main door of the school. She said some of the kids saw the police pull up and get out of their cars with big machine like guns. She also said the Art teacher was really good and answered a few questions telling the kids the police were there to keep the school safe, and then continued with the art lesson.

Jamie and I waited for our next GS time and talked about the happenings, like how did they know it was a bogus call...though this is when we thought it was a threat call. We both felt a little shaky.

I've been feeling pretty angry about it. Nettleton is such a good school, with all it's emphasis on peace. It just bothers me that because a kid fucked up that safe space may not feel as safe for some of the kids. I know some of those kids have icky home situations and I just hate to think that a place they think of as safe, now seems less so. Maybe kids don't see it that way though. The school seemed to be handling it really well, Of course they are, Steph Heilig is the principal.

One of the after school GS was telling me about how she was on the playground when it happened and a police officer was on the other side of the fence with a big gun telling the kids to move to one end. Also, big guns, scare me. I know it was the police and they were doing their job and doing it very well, but what a way to be scary.

I guess I am just feeling very anti-violence and anti-gun right now. More than usual, even though no one was hurt, to a new extreme. Maybe I am still a little shaken.


On a good note for yesterday between the morning events and afternoon Girl Scouts I found The Reader Weekly and one of the after school GS was on the cover. I felt like the picture fit with how I was feeling about the day.

Our power came back Wednesday morning.

Our heat, and light source for two days and nights.

I've realized how much I take having heat, water, and light for granted.
I don't really mind the no lights part of things...at least for a while.

one evening of no power = kind of nice, just a little cold
two evenings, one night, 1.5 days, and the possibility of another full night of no electricity = an anna feeling uninspired to drive home

i miss being able to poop in my own house

oh baby refrain from breakin' my heart!

This evening = AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL!

Had dinner with Rachel U at Perkins.
Had a great talk about the giant elephant in the room.
Sat for hours, playing cribbage and having good conversation.
She's one of the good guys.

It also took us 1 hour and 45 mins to get home after getting back to TH from Duluth, because we needed to take pictures around town.
: )