Ramble On

House Update

    I have GOT to get over to my house with a camera and get some updated photos. My house is looking SO great! I am so, so excited with how it is looking. The windows are in, they are finishing up the electrical and will start on the interior drywall late next week. The low-voltage contractor will be in later this week, pre-wiring for my security system, my wireless internet, and the in-ceiling speakers in all the major rooms. Each room is going to have a separate control display in the wall to be able to control volume and turn on or off the speakers in the room. The living space that will be rented upstairs will also have integrated speakers and an mp3 dock so they can play their own music. The only thing is that, since I am trying to keep it so it will be easy to integrate the upstairs unit back to  being one big house if I can ever afford to live there without a tenant, they will be able to hit one button on their controls and listen to what I am playing downstairs (and vice versa). I have visions of my tenant having friends over and flipping over to my input source and everyone laughing as they catch me listening to the Best of The Carpenters or Bread's Greatest Hits or something like that. I definitely like music that is the current cool and hip thing, but that doesn't mean I can't get my cheese on.
    Things are happening pretty quickly now. I can hardly believe that in 3-4 months I will be living in this home, this home that started as a crazy idea about three years ago next month. Anyway, I hope to get over there on Sunday with my camera and get some pics up on flickr.
    Thursday morning I will be flying up to NYC for a super quickie trip. I will only have one day for shopping and one day for hitting the museums. In all the times I have visited New York I have never made it out of Manhattan, so I am looking forward to getting to see Brooklyn this time around, since that is where the exhibit is located that my friend is reviewing for an art magazine. I am worried about the weather, especially since I got typically over-eager a couple of weeks ago and put most of my warm clothes in storage.

Typos and Stuff

    This weekend kind of went by in a blur, for many reasons. Blurry fun, lots of it. Sunday we had a brunch hosted by Jen and Su F in honor of Su R's birthday. Normally I wouldn't go straight from a champagne brunch to work, but when the boss lady is hosting...
    Changing subjects... pretty much every day, and sometimes multiple times a day, I get an email from my grandad. Seventy percent of the time the email is a mass-forwarded religious email, twenty percent of the time it is an mass-forwarded ultra-conservative political email, and occasionally I get a mass-forwarded funny cat email. Due to the volume of emails, and the fact that I disagree with the content of 95% of them, I usually don't open them (unless I can tell from the subject line that it is a funny cat one). He doesn't include a personal message or anything. Every couple of months I will hit reply and say hi, thanks for thinking of me.
    My siblings are on this same mass-forwarding list, except he made a spelling error in Dana's email address and some person with a very similar name has been receiving this barrage in their inbox for months and months. My mom visited my grandad this weekend and called Dana to ask what was going on with her and Pop. Because apparently when this poor unintended recipient emailed back finally asking to be removed from his list, he thought Dana was the sender and there followed an exchange between the non-Dana to Pop with emails saying to please stop emailing me and from Pop to the non-Dana with mass-forwarded emails on topics related specifically to tolerance or the importance of family and stuff like that. When the non-Dana emailed "I AM NOT YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER", Pop thought Dana was cutting off her relationship with him. This happened a couple of months ago, but he never mentioned it to my mom, or called Dana herself, just kept quiet with his hurt feelings until mom happened to visit and he said something. All because of a typo. Kinda funny, in a bizarre way.

Only Refer To Me As...

Sam is now 2 1/2 and is pretty smart. He is an entertainer and very imaginative, for sure. Max, at 18 months, is sweet, loving, and still a little puppyish. After work today we were playing in the yard and Sam explained to me that he was Batman and Max was Superman. Apparently Sam is quite enthralled with Batman. Honestly, I would think that Superman would be a little bit higher in the superhero hierarchy than Batman, but I guess not. So Batman/Sam ran around the yard waving his Batman stick (something I missed from the movies, I guess)  and Superman/Max stood over to the side of the yard alternating between chewing on the end of his Superman stick (a gift from Batman to bulk up his Superhero arsenal) and eating the petals off of a daffodil he picked. Then Batman ran up to me and grabbed my arm and said, "Come on, Wummah Woman!"

Could I just have died then? Yes.

Now You Know

In the 35 days since my last post, I have:

-spent 960 minutes running
-cleaned cat poop off the floor 28 different mornings (thanks, Henry, for taking a few days off)
-dyed my hair twice
-eaten 525 almonds
-watched 16 episodes of 30 Rock (but that was just in the last 48 hours, I was bored)
-drank 105 Sugar Free Red Bulls (so healthy!)
-spent an uncountable number of hours pouring over the Room and Board catalog trying to pick out a new sofa, yet helped Brandon pick out a sofa in 32 seconds over the phone
-eaten out approximately 42 times (why am I even putting a kitchen in my house?)
-made some dumb mistakes and misinterpretations which I refuse to tally
-had meetings to go over the plans for my hvac system, electrical wiring layout, security system/wireless internet/ built-in audio system, kitchen cabinet layout, and have watched the roof, window frames, staircase, and plumbing get installed (and used the word Awesome about 220 times too many while inside my house... must find new adjective)
-designed some artwork for work but created none on my own
-cried twice (I don't consider anything less than 6-8 tears to really be crying, because I can find something to tear up about every day and usually do. I have always been that way and all my friends know to expect this anytime there is a moving tv show or commercial, sad story in the news, or I am telling a story that involves people or animals doing something brave.)
-talked to my mom 35+ times
-planned a short getaway to NYC for later this month to take in the Global Feminisms show and, of course, to shop
-spent about 30 hours on my sofa staring and thinking
-read The Substance of Style, travel books on Spain and South Africa, several Alice Munro short stories, my latest issues of Met Home, Dwell, Bitch, and Paste, started The Namesake
-filled up about 40 pages in my leather journal but couldn't think of anything at all to say here