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Happy anniversary!

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

It’s a beautiful day!  A perfect day for our one-year anniversary!  This time of day on the 29th last year, I was nervously waiting to walk up to the gazeebo.  I was worried about falling over in my heels and everybody watching me, but so excited to be getting married to Justin!

Later this afternoon, we’re planning to fix our bikes and go for a bike ride.  We’ll probably go out for dinner.  After church this morning, the older gentleman sitting next to us said that it “spoke volumes of love” to him that Justin held my foot on his lap, and then he went on for about 15 minutes giving us advice for a happy, lasting marriage.  It was awesome.  :)

And to whoever gave us the Le Creuset French Oven for our wedding, your name wasn’t attached to it by the time we got it back to the apartment.  We love it!  It’s fantastic!  We’d thank you personally, if only we knew who you were.

Have a great day!

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Making bread, thinking about tomorrow

Saturday, March 28th, 2009

It’s Saturday afternoon and I’ve got about 20 minutes before the bread can come out of the oven.  I’ve wanted freshly baked bread for about two weeks now so those 20 minutes need to go by quickly, before I start reaching into the oven to eat the bread directly out of the loaf pan.

It’s dark outside.  Like, just after sunset and the sun isn’t coming back for several hours, seriously dark.  It looks like we might actually get the thunderstorms that they’ve been promising me for months.  Or at least a little bit of rain.  Rain would be nice—wash all the pollen off my car.  A really solid rain might even wash off some of the bugs, but those suckers are stuck on there.

I hope it does thunderstorm, though.  Then I’ll have a solid reason why I’m just sitting inside in my slippers, not doing much of anything.  It’s been a relaxing day, with nothing happening at all.  I finished a book.  I watched Wall-e while making bread.  And now I’m sitting up here, waiting for the bread and looking out the window.  I had planned on maybe getting some pictures of the grass and some flowers, to cheer up those of you who live where it’s still snowing.  Not like “Hah!  I’ve got it warm!”, but “Hey!  The warm weather is coming your way, I promise!”

Oh, hey!  Rain!  Time to open the window so I can listen to that fantastic sound.

Yesterday was a busy day and I accomplished several things.  It felt good to clear all those things off my brand new Remember the Milk list.  And I have several more things that I should be doing on that list.  But I can’t seem to get any further than getting Justin to put a load of laundry in the wash that I’ll be sure to dry and fold later this afternoon or evening.  Apparently it’s just that sort of day.

15 minutes more on the bread.

I have no idea what our plans are for tomorrow.  We’ll go to church in the morning, but that’s as far as I know.  Out for dinner, I think, but I don’t know where.  It’s our one-year anniversary, so I’m pretty sure that we do have plans of some kind, but I don’t know what they are.

I feel like I should say something profound about tomorrow being our anniversary.  And I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I can’t figure out what I should say.  I end up with all these disjointed thoughts when I think about it:

  • I am so glad that I never have to plan a wedding again.  That’s it.  I’m done.  If Justin dies and I remarry, we’re eloping.  I’m never doing that again.  (But he’d better not die.  I don’t like that plan.  It’s a bad plan!  No dying!)
  • How has it already been a whole year?  I mean, yeah, we’ve done a lot of things in the last several months, but has it already been a whole year?  That’s crazy!
  • I’m still really, really pleased with being married to Justin.  Okay, so it’s not always smooth sailing, but we’re still solidly honeymooning.  He still makes my heart skip.  Makes me laugh with his silly antics.  Makes me feel so safe and protected wrapped up in his arms.  Lots of other sappy romantic things that I won’t make you read.
  • That said, boys = still very weird.  I definitely wouldn’t want to live without him, but that whole y-chromosome does some crazy weird things to his brain!  And I’m sure I don’t even need to start on the whole physiognomy differences.  Boys are just so weird different!
  • And seriously?  A year already?!  That’s crazy!

Break for fresh bread!  Mmmm.  Om, nom, nom, nom.

So that’s where I’m at this afternoon.  I’m munching on buttery bread, listening to the rain outside the window, very happy in my marriage and a little surprised that it’s already been year.  I think I’m going to go give my husband a kiss, move the laundry to the dryer, and go downstairs to make sure that the kitchen is tidy.  Maybe I’ll organize the receipts when I get back upstairs.  Or maybe I’ll find another book and curl up in front of the window here and snuggled in for the evening.  It’s a relaxing day.  I don’t have any plans.

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Playing online with lists and calendars

Friday, March 27th, 2009

I’ve been toying with the idea of an online to do list and calendar.  I’d explored the to do list option a couple years ago, back when I was in Toccoa, but it just didn’t seem to stick very well.  I think it was because I just didn’t have that many things I needed to keep track of.

And I thought an online calendar would be just useless.

Lately, though, I’ve been giving it a new look.  The two online list makers that I found I liked previously were Ta Da Lists and Remember the Milk.  They’re about as different from each other as apples and tomatoes.  Sure, they’re both technically fruit, both round, and come in similar colors, but that’s about as far as the similarities go.

Ta Da is straight lists.  Write down your item, write down another one, keep on going until you’ve got everything written on your list that you’d like.  You can go back and rearrange them in different orders by dragging them around.  And that’s pretty much the extent of it.  No frills, nothing complicated, just straight lists.

Remember the Milk (RTM) takes list-making to a level us organizing freaks dream about.  You write down your item, you say when it’s due, if it repeats, how long it will take, where it’s taking place (which links to a Google map), tag it with key words that help you keep track of it, add a url address if you need, and give it a priority rating of 1, 2 or 3.  If something didn’t get done, you can postpone it and it will keep track of how many times it’s been postponed.

You can sort the list by anything included in that item—by tags, by due dates, by words anywhere in the item, by locations, by time, anything you’ve included in the item, you can sort by.  And you can make a short list from your long list by those sorting options and add a tab that keeps that information easily available.

Then, you can take your list and you can import it to a calendar online.

And that’s just what I figured out while playing around with it for a couple hours last night.  And part of that time was figuring out how the heck to make the RTM list play nice with a calendar.  For a while, I played with Google Calendar; since I’ve got my RSS feeds going into the Google Reader, it seemed like a good fit.  Unfortunately, I couldn’t get them to talk with one another, so I went with 30 Boxes instead.  At first glance, it’s not all that impressive.  It’s not as pretty, it seems a little clunky.  But it’s got hidden depths that make me giggle.

For example, you can put in someone’s birthday and it’ll ask if it repeats every year, if you want a reminder the day before, and, catch this, what year they were born.  It will then add that onto your calendar with a little note that says how old that person is on their birthday.  You can change the color of events, make events repeat, all the basic things for calendars.  You can share it with buddies, add it to your webpage, and customize the look of the calendar.  I haven’t worked out how that last one works yet, but I’m hoping to get there eventually.  Plus, it gives you the option to include a basic 5-day weather forecast and Twitter updates.

And it had a really easy spot, once I found it, where I put in the address for my to do list calendar information and it just plopped it onto my calendar for me.  And it gives me the option to keep that information private.  I’m still checking to make sure that what it says is private is honestly, truthfully staying private, but I just have to find someone to check it out for me and then I’ll be good to go!

I like Ta Da lists for some things, a very small list of things, that work better in that format than on RTM.  For example, lists of movies that I would like to watch eventually.  It would just clutter up my to do list having a list like that included.  That said, I’ve got a queue on Netflix that holds that information.  I have a list of books to read, but my Goodreads account also has that information.  So it’s good for just straight lists of items you want to keep track of, but it’s possible that you’ve already got that information stored somewhere else.

Justin actually mentioned Remember the Milk when we were exploring replacing my phone and all the gadgets I’d like to have there.  I really would like to have a PDA and the option that we’re looking at is to get me an iPod Touch (eventually—certainly not any time soon).  Apparently RTM works very nicely with the Touch.  And with all the bells and whistles attached, it’s very exciting.  Lately, I’ve found myself writing things on sticky notes to take home to add to my to do list at home.  Having the list online, while it takes away from the option of carrying my list around with me (which is where the PDA comes in), makes it very easy for me to add things while I’m away from home.

And the online calendar, I actually wanted to get set up for my professional organizing business.  I’m going to have to keep track of when I’m not available to work with people, and I think it might be helpful to have that information available for other people when they’re requesting my time.  Since I can make things private, I can put items like “Working with Stephanie 12:30 to 3:30” on my privately seen list and put “Unavailable from 12:30 to 3:30” on the calendar for everybody else to see.  I’ll see duplicates, but maybe I can find a work-around when I figure out how to customize the thing.

All in all, it’s an organizing geek’s happy place.  My lists:  organized any way I want them, available to me with a click of a mouse, from any computer with internet access.  And a calendar to help me keep track of it all.  It’s a beautiful, beautiful thing.

EDIT:  I think I’ve got the calendar so it shows other people only what I want it to show them.  Hopefully.  I’ve added a page under the top menu called, of all things, “Calendar.”  In there is a link to the calendar.  Let me know what you think?

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Well, that’s not what I expected

Thursday, March 26th, 2009

Last night, I got home before Justin.  I got in, grabbed a snack, and went upstairs to check a few things on my computer.  And then, because it had been a long day and I was tired, I went and lay down on the bed to take a short nap.

The window on Justin’s side of the bed was open a little so I could hear sounds from outside.  There was a soft “clunk” from the driveway across the street as the little kids next door played around with a skateboard.  Someone down the street was spraying a hose at something.  There was the occasional murmur of talking adults and the laugh of kids.  It reminded me of listening to a secondary soundtrack on a movie—all the shuffling of feet and traffic noises, all the sounds that fill up the space behind the talking of the actors, but nothing loud enough to count on a primary track.

I heard Justin’s car drive up and park, the deep, throaty purring of a black panther or some enormous, aging jungle cat.  I heard him say something to the neighbors and then the “thump” of the door as he came into the house.  I uncurled from the covers and went down to say hello.  He laughed at my state of half-dress and sleepy eyes, but followed me back upstairs and saw me back onto the bed to nap until it was time to get together with our friends online.

When he came back a while later, I thought it was to wake me up.  I struggled to pull myself into awareness and must have mumbled something about it being time to get up.  He said, “No”—plans were off with our friends because someone else couldn’t make it either, and that he was in to ask if I’d like to curl up under the covers, instead of on top of them.  He chuckled and called me cute as I rolled over and wriggled my way under the covers.  I can’t remember what else he said, other than if I slept all through the evening, he would be sure to get my phone so I would have the alarm in the morning.

I lay there for a second, thinking that it might be nice to read my book, and then I was asleep again.  The next time I woke up, Justin was climbing into bed behind me.  We chatted for a minute.  He said something about how I’d almost gotten a full night’s sleep already and how he was surprised I hadn’t gotten up for something to eat.  I asked about the alarm in the morning and he set his phone to ring for me.  And then I was asleep again.

His phone went off two times this morning before I climbed out of bed, taking pity on him because the alarm was on his side of the bed and kept waking him up.  In all honesty, I could have slept for at least a few more hours.  As it was, I got close to 11 hours of rest.  That’s a lot of sleeping.  The good news is that I’ve been perky so far this morning.  Apparently the key to me having a good morning is to sleep for half the day.

Unfortunately, because all I did last night was get home and go to sleep, I got back to work this morning thinking, “Didn’t I just leave here?  Don’t I do anything else with my time?”

It really wasn’t how I was planning to spend my evening.  I knew I was tired, but I didn’t think I was quite *that* tired.  I’m very thankful for my friends letting me bow out on our plans and for my husband letting me sleep away the evening.  And I’m glad that I’m feeling better this morning.  I was worried that I’d still be exhausted.  It’d be sad and terribly discouraging if I had to go home and sleep away my entire evening for the second day in a row.  But I’m feeling good!  Sleep, apparently, really, really does do a body good.

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Sleepy thoughts on a Monday morning

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

I’m listening to Sting and the Police on my headphones this morning while drinking orange sweet tea out of a peach jar.  I’m working on a project that might well take me through until sometime tomorrow afternoon, especially since I have 2 hours worth of meetings this afternoon that will take me away from it.  It’s going to be a long day.

I knew it was going to be a long day when my neighbor woke me up by turning on his car and leaving the door open with the radio blaring.  At 6:00 in the morning.  I managed to doze for another 20 minutes, 15 minutes longer than I could afford, before stumbling into the shower.  The slip that completed my outfit was still in the dryer when I dressed.  Wet in the dryer.  I dried it off with my blow-dryer.  Thankfully I made my lunch last night, so I just had to throw it into my bag.  Quick kiss for my husband, who rolled over and went back to sleep while I ran out the door and made it to my desk 10 minutes late.

I’m sleepy and it’s making me cranky.  My weekend was too lovely to transition back into work well.  I’d rather be curled up in the sunlight at home, reading a book next to Justin.  No plans for the rest of the day except a few chores that need to get done.  And even if they don’t, it’s not a big deal.  There’s no urgency.  There’s just enjoying the sunshine and the closeness.

My hair is driving me crazy and I’ve tried to pull it back into a clip.  It’s too slippery and it’s not holding well.  I’ll probably end up pulling it back in an elastic.

I have a baked potato in the fridge for lunch, saved from dinner out on Saturday.  Strawberries and a yogurt of some flavor to go with it.  A tangelo for snack later this afternoon.  I should remember to bring home the two different salad dressings I’ve left in the fridge.

There are so many things I’d rather be doing at home than reading this document at work.  We’re all out of clean cups again.  The dishwasher is ready to go, but it hasn’t been run yet.  Whatever it was that collected at the bottom of the washing machine needs to be washed out so we can rinse the delicates load again.  And there are more loads of laundry to do after that.  I have things to do to get my professional organizing off the ground.  I really would like to make some bread.  The lawn needs mowing and raking.  I have ironing hanging in my office.

I probably should have spent more time over the weekend working on these things and the others on my list rather than relaxing with Justin.  Right now, I have to read this document.  After lunch, I have to go to two meetings.

We still don’t know how the layoffs and furloughs are going to affect us in my area.  Suspicions suggest that we’ll be off between Thanksgiving and Christmas.  It gives me more time to squirrel away money.  But we still really don’t know.  And the money that I’ve been squirreling away, I was hoping to be able to spend on airplane tickets.  Not rent.  But maybe my business will actually be bringing in money by that time of the year.  Maybe Justin will have a better job, one where the boss has ethics, where Justin gets paid for sick time and vacation time, where they treat the customers right.  And maybe I’ll sneeze diamonds and emeralds out of my nose.

It’s time for lunch, so I’m going to go warm up my potato.  I’ll post this, even though it’s grouchy.  But that’s the way things go.  Not every day can be a race-finishing, going-out-to-dinner day.  Some days are getting-to-work-late, doing-boring-work days.

I hope you all have fantastic afternoons!  May the sun on your face shine brightly, but not directly into your eyes.

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