Wednesday's child is full of woe...

Well, I was a Sunday's child, but this week has already driven me to want to drink...heavily.

Let's see, we had two engagements on Friday, plus a wedding. (But one of those "engagements" was swimming, so...) Saturday, work. I came home and tried to watch Volver, but I was too tired to keep up with the subtitles. (And I used to be FLUENT in Spanish.) Sunday was a delight--a day at the Frick. Monday--four doctors which included a dentist. Tuesday (was that only yesterday?) I made reservations, I called in prescriptions, I forgot to call someone, I talked to friends and friends, and I got a book from Babelbabe. (Footprints of a Pilgrim--the poetry and life of Ruth Bell Graham) Plus, it rained and stopped raining and then poured and then just rained.

And that's just the hightlights (well, maybe you can pick out some lowlights...)

Observation: the audio to the book Freaky Friday is AMAZING!
Observation: it feels so good to reunite with old friends.
Observation: yahoo! mail is often slow. NH Sally sent me an email around 7 last night and I didn't get it until 7 this morning!! (when it was too late, as she is on her way to Michigan) I'm considering switching all my email over to gmail. (let's see, right now I have two Gmails, one work email, and one Yahoo!...four email addresses is better than some folks I know.)
Observation: I LOVE the book Babs got me.

Here's a quote from Ruth Bell Graham that I have always loved. It certainly is true of my parent's marriage: "If two people agree on everything...one of them is unnecessary."

Today the sky is blue. Not a cloud in sight. Who will buy this wonderful morning? (from Oliver! the only musical I actually performed in.) (in which I actually performed??)

Must go to work.

You can pull all you like, and have it your way, but this door is pretty stubborn...

(seen on a door marked "PUSH" at Burger King.)

I had to laugh. I went to ALDI to get frozen waffles for breakfast, but when they were all out and my stomach was clearly saying "feed me!" (Feed me, Seymour, feed me!) I went across the highway to BK. I got one of their breakfast croissants, and sat reading The joy of doing things badly by Veronica Chambers. On the other side of the divider were tables full of retired old men, doing what they do best, passing the time with a cup of Senior Coffee.

I'm pretty stubborn too. I've been on my own for a long time now, and I know what makes me happy and what makes me mad.

Things that make me happy:

• Looking at paintings and drawings at the Frick, with someone else. I never look that closely when I'm by myself, figuring out the stories the pictures show, counting the flies in the Dutch still lifes.
• Grilled cheese sandwiches. I've had them twice this week.
  
• Singing. Listening to songs. Tapping my fingers to the beat.
  
• My friends--all of a sudden they have bloomed out of every corner, like the honeysuckle about a week ago.
  
• Seeing groundhogs (this morning, one) or possoms (last week, one) when I clearly live smack dab in the confines of the City of Pittsburgh.
• Seeing a wild turkey cross the road with her turklings (what are they called?) on the way to work one day last week.
  

Things that make me mad (or just annoyed):

• Remembering how I stayed with men who wanted too much, too soon.
  
• That economics still defines how we live our lives.
  
• That I have to pack pills and call in refills for a trip that is in less than seven days.
• That I have to spend my day going from doctor to doctor.
  
• That I left a vinyl record (duh!) in my car on a hot day and it's warped now, so I'll have to pay for its replacement.
  
• That I second guess my spelling. (Is that really it's or is it its?)
• That I really have to get on with my day. My list for today (not counting the remaining three doctor's appts, I've already been to see the chiropractor) is over ten items long.
  

I took a walk this morning, when I woke up at 7:30, wondering what my life is going to be these days. As a jogger passed me on the right, I had a flash of Téa Leoni in Spanglish, and all of a sudden, of how she fought for her marriage by not panicking when her husband stayed out late, the night he spent at the restaurant with Paz Vega.

Gotta go. Have to cross something off the list before I'm on the road again...

Girlfriends are the best!

So the wicked insomnia gave me 6.5 hours of sleep. Yuk. And of course then my moods were all wonked and no one was home, but one of my friends with caller ID called me back and we talked for like two hours. So all my plans of paying the bills, GOING TO THE POST OFFICE, are naught. But I needed that girl time. SO BADLY.

And now it's time to get ready for work!

But first, take a visit to Kiki's for a fabulous You-Tube. I can't figure how to embed it (I know how, but they seem to have changed how you do it...anyways, this is the coolest thing I've seen.)

Off to check Dewey numbers, then help children sign up for Summer Reading...the glam life of a librarian, I'm telling ya.