Showing posts with label addiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label addiction. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

breaking for treats.


Oh, the glories of buying groceries with only one child in tow.

And to celebrate, I decided to spend a couple shiny quarters at the deli counter for a delicious beverage of my choosing.

On the way, we just happened to pass the pastry counter with a large plastic container practically throwing chocolate chip cookies into our mouths.

Why thank you! Yes, I will take one for my child. None for me. No, I'm saving space for the refreshing nectar that will soon be flowing from a red and
white cup.


Ready to behold my reflection in the dark liquid smiling at me through the plastic lid, anticipating the touch of red straw to lips, we approached the counter with one hopeful and one chocolate smile.

And as the attendant smiled in return and walked toward me we were interrupted. By an older woman. Smiling as well. And I thought:

Yes. She is looking forward to the solitude of shopping while sipping from a straw as well.

So I didn't mind the interruption. I could wait two more minutes for refreshment.

The woman proceeded to say to the attendant:

I would like to thank you for offering caffeine free drinks at the fountain.
And she walked away. She didn't even wait for a reply. And perhaps I should have taken it as a hint. That I too should walk away. But I didn't. I handed over my coins. Even took the time to search for pennies and give exact change.

But I was going to enjoy my sweet, sweet trip down the aisle. I mean what's better than a child with cookie and a woman with diet joy? Nothing, I argue.

And I wondered, what timing? And if this ever happens to people in other states? I mean, what are the odds?

photo via williamhartz

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

selfish. again.


Um. I know. I have a problem. But they were on sale. A really good sale. So I bought.

And then got home and realized that I didn't even buy one case for Clin.

It being his birthday month and all.

I feel guilty. About my continually forgetting. everyone but me.

And now that I re-read yesterdays post it sounds like I'm taking pride in my generic, boring, low-maintenance ways.

I'm not.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

predisposed.


So the lack of writing of late can be blamed oo the scattered thoughts that are floating in the space between my ears.

And those thoughts are trying, really trying to come up with something creative, and amazing, that will elevate my online research course to a beacon of learning and growth. Such that will draw the masses into loving, living, and needing research. Like a drug. Only better. Pulling millions into an addiction, that will make such a course a necessity. Filling it each semester. Forcing a cap to be placed upon enrollment.

But really. Right now I just need some ideas. Like, perhaps, how to incorporate Facebook, or other Web 2.0 tools in a way that will not add extra work, and enhance what is being taught.

Any ideas?
Anyone?

photo via LordJumper

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Thursday, August 21, 2008

typing.

Okay - the best, THE BEST, the best replacement for solitaire. ever.

http://play.typeracer.com/

Go there now. Race against the masses. It's awesome. addictive. great.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

weepie.


The Weepies. My new favorite. Thanks be to Krista. And I'll bet you've all been holding out on me. I'll bet this group is old news to you.

And I also like this song, this song, and this song.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

chapped.


If you happen upon a tube of Burt's Bees Beeswax Lip Balm, it's mine. Or rather, it belongs to my lips. They're having some trouble coping without and would appreciate its return.

photo via ijerf

Saturday, June 7, 2008

in love.


or perhaps it is an addiction? My happiest evenings include this show. It is on two glorious days each week. I wish that it was on 7. That's right, all 7. Yes, an addiction. I feel happy when it's on - sad when it's not. Just like a drug.

This year is the most exciting - not 1, 2, 3, but 4 of the top twenty are from UT! Yup!! And two, Gev and Thayne, have worked with Clin through Hale Centre Theatre. Both also did workshops with his Musical Theatre students....and both are beyond nice, beyond talented and worthy to win.

The bestest news is if the Spouse knows them, then I get to claim at least 2 degrees of separation and possibly even 1. And I have automatic favorites (or should I say friends? best friends? cousins? we are practically related you know.) to root for.