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March 31, 2007
The beginning of a love/hate relationship....
Today's adventure in homeownership finds our heroine, Anna, purchasing a shiny new red lawnmower from Lowe's.
Lowe's Associate: "The loader up front will help you get this in your car."
Anna: "Just out of curiosity, how much does that thing weigh?"
LA: "Oh, about 100 pounds"
A: (thinking to herself) "I've got a whole seven pounds on it, it doesn't stand a chance."
It turned out to be not much of a fight at all, the shiny new red lawnmower was more than eager to jump out of the trunk, waaaaayyyy before Anna was ready for it, leaving a section of the superheroine's forearm sporting what they call in clinical terms "abrasions"
A: (eyes sparkling proudly, smiling down at shiny new red lawnmower, cape fluttering in the wind over her shoulder) "Who's your daddy NOW?"
Posted by Anna at 10:11 PM | Comments (0)
March 30, 2007
Untitled
"A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing, she goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself." Maya Angelou
Evening has set in, the sun is gone, as well as the sounds of happy neighbor children, for tonight. My patio calls to me, the neighbor cat disappears around the corner at the sound of my battered screen door opening. There is so much work here waiting to be done, the yard needs mowing badly, flower pots filled with long dead plants dampen inspiration, the ceiling of my patio is in need of painting. I promise myself I will get to it someday, but it is dark now and work is easily forgotten. I fight the wind over whether I will have candle light tonight, I light them when it is calm and then it picks up to quickly extinguish them, determined to win I retrieve more sheltered candles from inside.
The light spring blanket wrapped around me is not enough for this wind, I find a sweater and return, bringing the power cord for my computer. I haven't blogged from my patio yet, but it's been on the "to-do" list ever since I went wireless. Tonight must be the night. A friend from work sends a text message, worried because I didn't return his latest with a smart@$$ comment, wondering if I'm sick. "Sidetracked" I tell him, "I'm blogging", and I reference an imaginary sign which reads "do not disturb the blogger, she's disturbed enough already". He lives in a world with no computers and knows nothing of blogging, I'm not going to destroy his innocence.
My mind wanders, seems I'm having a harder and harder time keeping it on task these days. One minute it is here with me and the next it's half a world away. So many thoughts begging for my attention. The wind picks up and I hug my blanket closer, watching a candle as it struggles for life. Occasionally the sound of another voice drifts through the night air, if it weren't for these reminders I'd forget there was anyone in the world besides me.
These words to "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield have been on my mind the last few days.
"Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten"
Sometimes I wonder if this is really my life, or if I'm living someone else's life, it hardly seems real. I never expected to be where I am, I'm not quite sure how I got here. I ask, am I really here and where am I going? When I get there will it seem right or will it feel sureal as well? Most of the time I think I'm just making it up as I go, like playing a game, one with no rules, where I win, but only because I can't possibly loose. I wonder if everyone else feels the same, maybe I'm more normal than I give myself credit for.
Posted by Anna at 7:34 PM | Comments (0)
March 27, 2007
in case you were wondering....
...god's gift to women was not men, god's gift to women was dayspas.
Posted by Anna at 1:12 PM | Comments (0)
March 25, 2007
An intervention may be needed...
I know officially it's barely spring, but I'm telling you, summer has arrived in middle Tennessee. How do I know? Yesterday my air conditioning kicked on all by itself, and since I couldn't get the programmable thermostat to shut it off I wound up shutting the entire central air system down. My doors have been open during all waking hours since Friday, and everyone is running around in tank tops and shorts. But the most telling sign is my intense craving for corn on the cobb.
It started last weekend in the produce department at Kroger, they caught my eye, and I just had to have a couple. This weekend that number rose to half a dozen, I still have one or two left, but they are screaming to be boiled, slathered in butter and mayo, sprinkled with freshly ground pepper and madly consumed. I think I am addicted. Next weekend I may wind up with an entire feed bag of them.
Posted by Anna at 7:03 PM | Comments (0)
March 5, 2007
It was just like on the TV shows, I swear....
.... Except there was no camera crew....
......or budget paid for by advertisers......
........or team of professionals doing all the work....
..........or sending the homeowner to a spa for three days.
So on Friday I decided this was THE weekend, the weekend to makeover my bedroom. I went to Lowe's and bought the paint I've been obsessing over for the past two months. Pink, just a whisper of pink. The truth is I hated the paint chip, but I figured when I got it on the wall it would be just the color I was looking for.
I brought it home, emptied the room (in otherwords threw all my clothes in a basket and deflated the air mattress I've been sleeping on for three months), washed all the crud off the walls, and started painting. It was 1:00 am before I finished the walls, and I wasn't sure about the color, it didn't seem dark enough.
On Saturday I took the ceiling and trim on. I HATE painting ceilings, and trim, and for some reason doing them took twice as long as the walls, and used up more paint too. Getting the trim done brought out the pink in the walls and now I was worried it was too dark. I was up until almost 3:00 am.
Sunday morning, just a few more things to take care of. Like electrical work, I put three new outlets in and installed a dimmer switch, crossed my fingers and turned the breaker back on. Nothing buzzed or popped or smoked, so I went back upstairs to test my work, everything was fine, I was elated. Then I took on the door knobs, they don't make those things like they used to. Now the hardware is smaller, and the screw holes just barely don't line up with the old ones. I split the difference and somehow it worked. Except the door won't lock, it was locked just fine when I installed it. I turned the knob to unlock it and now it won't relock. Even after I took it off and did it again. I hid the pin just outside the door though, in case some preschooler who is smarter than me stops by for a visit.
Putting the window treatments up went better than I expected, and the smoke detector went up well too. I wish I could say the same for the $5.00 full length mirror. If you ever spend the night in my room, please be careful opening the closet. And then there were the PERFECT baskets, an incredible TJ Maxx find, and too big for the shelf I intended to put them on.
But in the end, I wound up with a bedroom any princess would be happy to sleep in!
Posted by Anna at 12:14 AM | Comments (2)