Dawn's Digression.
Thursday, September 11, 2003
I still haven't finished Prozac Nation. I'm making my way through it, though. It isn't bad. It's just that I don't feel like I have a lot of time to read. Last night I got home, ate some cake (duh!), worked on Avon, started on Thank You notes, picked out some music for the reception, and it was 11:00 before I got to bed. Why do these things take so much time? *sigh* A~, it's weird to read someone talk about Prozac as if it is a new thing (It was then). Now, it's really no big deal. Which is good. In a way. But I think it also maybe says something. Maybe we are over-medicated. I know tons of people who take medication for depression. Taking medication is the easy road. I'm taking the easy road right now. And I don't feel much shame (once again with the "I have no shame."). I don't feel like being a bitch until after the wedding. It just seems like people don't think twice before they start cramming their body full of chemicals. It's quite sad.
Speaking of....
I got some information from a natural health college. How cool is that? Unfortunately, I can't figure out what the hell you'd do with a degree in Natural Health, but it sounds totally cool. Maybe I'll put that on my list of "Things To Do Before I Die". I want to know everything about herbs!
I can't wait until the next couple of months are over. I was flipping through a craft catalog last night and saw an advent calendar for Christmas that I'd absolutely love to make. I folded the corner of the page down, and put the book to the side. I just don't have time for that kind of thing right now. I was telling Michele the other day that I can't wait for the day when we have a Sunday with nothing to do. Nothing but sit. I could look at herb books. Maybe I could make an ointment. Or chapstick. Or lotion. Something like that. OR maybe I could even make soap again some day.
This wedding stuff is fun. The new house stuff is fun, too. I just want to sit is all. And I'd love to go to a movie. It's been months since I saw something in the theater. (I just got hungry for popcorn -- what the hell?)
I love fall. I love the weather, I love the colors. I want to make an autumn wreath for our front door. And I just may do it. I want to light pumpkin spice candles all over the house and buy a new tablecloth in fall colors. Love it, love it, love it.
On Sunday, Michele hung the Squirrel Diner we got at the shower. Monday I got some "Squirrel and Wild Animal" food at Wal-Mart. No visitors yet. Yesterday after work, I took some of the food out and put it on top of the fence by where the diner is hanging. Hopefully, we'll have some visitors soon.
We have lots of squirrels and birds. It's so cool. Our pecan tree hangs over our back porch, and you can hear squirrels dropping pecans on top of the porch. The porch is covered by aluminum. Not trashy aluminum, though. I just realized how bad that sounds. A~, I kept hearing these huge thuds out there one day, and I finally figured out that was what it was. It sounds like hail. Sunday we had The Nut out in the backyard, and there was a squirrel who wanted to leave the yard. But he was scared, I suppose, because of Nut. That squirrel was chattering away at Peanut for about 15 minutes. Just constant hollering. Peanut was just walking around ignoring the squirrel. Heh. That's my girl. Screw that squirrel! It's the Nut's yard!
The birds empty the bird feeder in usually less than one day. We have two bird feeders right close to one another. They eat out of one, but don't seem to like the other as well. I haven't figured that out yet. I still really want a bird house. I'll buy one soon, I'm sure. In October, perhaps.
Our grass grows like crazy. We have a sprinkler system, and our grass actually needs to be mowed about every five days. Is it just me, or is that a bit excessive? I think we need to set the sprinkler to just run twice a week.
I've been tanning for two weeks and I still have my tan from sitting out at the ballfield in tank tops. I'm trying not to panic. But I cannot have these tan lines! My dress shows ALL of my shoulders. I'm increasing my tan time a minute a day. I'm going to nuke the shit out of myself. I have to do it now, cuz I can't be burnt, either. *rolls eyes* How prissy am I?
I need some new books on tape. This commute is killing me. It's about an hour in the morning. And there is nothing but crap on the radio. That's why I always end up listening to country. I just can't stand the new music. It seems like we're going through a music dry spell.
Alex has been in College Station for about 3 weeks, now. I don't think the kid is having much fun. He emailed me last week and seemed a little bent out of shape. Poor kid. He's a really good kid, he's just spoiled. And the Core (Corp? I'm so clueless.) doesn't let you be spoiled. They won't even let the kid use his first name. If you put "Alex" on his mail, he won't get it. You have to put "Fish". (As in Freshman) How much does that suck?
Speaking of....
I got some information from a natural health college. How cool is that? Unfortunately, I can't figure out what the hell you'd do with a degree in Natural Health, but it sounds totally cool. Maybe I'll put that on my list of "Things To Do Before I Die". I want to know everything about herbs!
I can't wait until the next couple of months are over. I was flipping through a craft catalog last night and saw an advent calendar for Christmas that I'd absolutely love to make. I folded the corner of the page down, and put the book to the side. I just don't have time for that kind of thing right now. I was telling Michele the other day that I can't wait for the day when we have a Sunday with nothing to do. Nothing but sit. I could look at herb books. Maybe I could make an ointment. Or chapstick. Or lotion. Something like that. OR maybe I could even make soap again some day.
This wedding stuff is fun. The new house stuff is fun, too. I just want to sit is all. And I'd love to go to a movie. It's been months since I saw something in the theater. (I just got hungry for popcorn -- what the hell?)
I love fall. I love the weather, I love the colors. I want to make an autumn wreath for our front door. And I just may do it. I want to light pumpkin spice candles all over the house and buy a new tablecloth in fall colors. Love it, love it, love it.
On Sunday, Michele hung the Squirrel Diner we got at the shower. Monday I got some "Squirrel and Wild Animal" food at Wal-Mart. No visitors yet. Yesterday after work, I took some of the food out and put it on top of the fence by where the diner is hanging. Hopefully, we'll have some visitors soon.
We have lots of squirrels and birds. It's so cool. Our pecan tree hangs over our back porch, and you can hear squirrels dropping pecans on top of the porch. The porch is covered by aluminum. Not trashy aluminum, though. I just realized how bad that sounds. A~, I kept hearing these huge thuds out there one day, and I finally figured out that was what it was. It sounds like hail. Sunday we had The Nut out in the backyard, and there was a squirrel who wanted to leave the yard. But he was scared, I suppose, because of Nut. That squirrel was chattering away at Peanut for about 15 minutes. Just constant hollering. Peanut was just walking around ignoring the squirrel. Heh. That's my girl. Screw that squirrel! It's the Nut's yard!
The birds empty the bird feeder in usually less than one day. We have two bird feeders right close to one another. They eat out of one, but don't seem to like the other as well. I haven't figured that out yet. I still really want a bird house. I'll buy one soon, I'm sure. In October, perhaps.
Our grass grows like crazy. We have a sprinkler system, and our grass actually needs to be mowed about every five days. Is it just me, or is that a bit excessive? I think we need to set the sprinkler to just run twice a week.
I've been tanning for two weeks and I still have my tan from sitting out at the ballfield in tank tops. I'm trying not to panic. But I cannot have these tan lines! My dress shows ALL of my shoulders. I'm increasing my tan time a minute a day. I'm going to nuke the shit out of myself. I have to do it now, cuz I can't be burnt, either. *rolls eyes* How prissy am I?
I need some new books on tape. This commute is killing me. It's about an hour in the morning. And there is nothing but crap on the radio. That's why I always end up listening to country. I just can't stand the new music. It seems like we're going through a music dry spell.
Alex has been in College Station for about 3 weeks, now. I don't think the kid is having much fun. He emailed me last week and seemed a little bent out of shape. Poor kid. He's a really good kid, he's just spoiled. And the Core (Corp? I'm so clueless.) doesn't let you be spoiled. They won't even let the kid use his first name. If you put "Alex" on his mail, he won't get it. You have to put "Fish". (As in Freshman) How much does that suck?
Dawn, 8:57 AM
