Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Guaranteed laugh...

Ever need a pick me up?   I've been doing quite a bit of laughing this summer for many reasons, but I can tell you about 3 specific ones that you can enjoy...

1. damn you, autocorrect!  and more specifically, this post: Best of June 2011.
Here's a little taste of one of my favorites:

If you have a smartphone or ever text someone who does, you know about autocorrect.  It's true that what you type doesn't always come out the way you meant it.  In fact, I meant to call someone "bud" the other day and ending up calling him "bun", adding a whole new dimension of fun explaining.   But it also reminded me of Friends (what doesn't?)...

2. The tv series Freaks and Geeks.  I'm, like, Waaaaay behind the times on this one.  First of all, it came out in 1999/2000.  I remember hearing the name back then and thinking "I should watch that," but I never did. And people have referenced it over the years, but finally last Sunday, my friend Jaime put the 18-episode-series-on-5-DVDs in my hand and said, "Do yourself a favor."  Since I have abundant time these days, I started it...   I'm on episode 10 and I LOVE IT.  It's so funny and so good and it's got SO MANY stars in it, "before they were stars".  
Listen to my friend Jaime and "Do yourself a favor."

3. I read on my iBooks the book "Sh*t My Dad Says".   It was so funny that I laughed out loud several, several times.  Read it.  And then give it to your Dad.

Happy Summer!  Laugh away!

Not an easy thing!

So, my mom and stepdad decided to move this year.  They left the Silverwood house and moved to Ghent. It's an incredibly timely and important move for them.  They are both closer to work and don't have to deal with the tunnel anymore.  Plus, no more yardwork!  There were lots of important reasons for them to move.

I love the Silverwood house...See love-of-home posts:  home and home

So their perfectly legitimate reasons didn't make it any easier for me.  I don't blame them for moving, obviously, and I was surprised at how upset I was at the idea of no longer having my "childhood home" to return to every few months.  As I told my mom, who did not like the idea of me being upset of course, it wouldn't matter if they sold it 10 years earlier or 5 years from now, this would be difficult for me anytime!  I kind of looked at it like "this wonderful place was the only constant home I've ever had... moved there when I was 3, it was dad's house for a bit then it was mom's house while I was in elementary, middle, high school, then all through college when I lived in 4 different places in 4 years, then all those summers I spent in Maine, and even when I got my first apartment in Ghent and my shared house in Arlington... that was my Home, the place I could always return to and feel comfortable and safe.

I did get to say goodbye, though, in my own way.  It was the first weekend in March this year.  I was home and I wasn't sure I'd be able to get to back to the house before mom sold it.  As I was just about to leave and doing my regular "walk through the house and look for things I may have left behind", I noticed the living room window.  I've blogged about this window before.  I stood and stared at it for a minute, really taking in the view, the window, everything about it.  And I felt myself starting to cry because I knew in my heart it would be the last time I looked out at that window.  I said goodbye to my mom and fake-out-high-fived my stepdad Rick (it's how we say both hello and goodbye).  The second I got in the car and pulled away from that house for the last time, I burst into tears.  I was a mess but I knew if I stopped, it wouldn't make anything better or easier for anybody, so I kept heading toward Arlington.  I called my mom a few minutes later and cried to her, "It's just so sad!"  She listened but I know a part of her was feeling bad for the changes.  She shouldn't, of course, but that's what moms do.

I'm a big girl.  I'll be fine.  I'll always miss that house.  I love that Silverwood home.  And I love my mom, too, so wherever she is will be home to me.


Sidenote... part of the moving that weekend was bringing some items from my old childhood to Joy's parents house for Owen.  I gave them my old writing table and my rocking horse. (Charlie Horse.  Yup, that's what we named him).

A couple days ago, I got this picture and it makes me smile every time I look at it:
The look on my sweet O's face on my old horse...

sigh :)

A post for yesterday


It's been a common theme in my life.   Sometimes I want it, sometimes I see it, sometimes it's missing but it's something that's very important to me.

Justice was served today in the form of heartache.  That stinks but not for the person whose side I'm on...

You may notice that I already have two blog posts about her...  here and here: don't cave, sandy!

Don't Cave Sandy is in reference to her divorce from sleazebag Jesse James.  I'm proud to report that she didn't cave and instead adopted the most beautiful baby boy and is doin' the damn thing of raising him on her own.  Go Girl!

Her sleazebag ex took up immediately and very publicly with a yucky tattooed loudmouth.  They soon got engaged but ready for the justice???

They broke up!

I'm sorry this post is both bitter and riddled with celebrity gossip, but I love Sandra Bullock and she's a model for strength in a woman.  But I bet secretly she's a little happy about this...


"A Post for Yesterday" = yesterday was her Birthday.  Happy Birthday, Sandra!

Friday, July 8, 2011

Um, hello July.


It's the mysterious monthly blogger!    Just kidding.  I've been starting my summer!

The last week in June, I mostly just slept, played, recovered from the school year and studied for my Math final (which I, nerdily enough, got a 99 on!!).   So, I officially passed the math course.

The week before the 4th of July was spent preparing for my trip to Deep Creek Lake with some amazing friends.  We were there Friday the 1st until Tuesday the 5th and every part of it was wonderful.  Some people are just meant to be on the water.  I am one of those people. Here are some pics:

Some ladies and I went on a hike to Swallow Falls.

 Kristin and I didn't know what to do with our hands...
 Jaime and I did!
 Listened to some good tunes...
 Saw some beautiful firework displays by the men of our group...
 I made a cake!
 This is Jaime's parents' backyard...
 The strongest woman in the world...
 Gets some liquid courage and back dives off the boat...
 Waving a friendly boatersby...

Since then, I've been spending my time continuing to work on my tan and studying for the Oceanography final that I'm taking TOMORROW MORNING.  Once that is over, I hope I'll feel like my life is my own again!!

Happy Summer!