Icarius

the mythical Greek character who melted his wings when he got too close to the sun. U2 makes a reference to him in the song Even Better than the Real Thing. I guess I am a little obsessed since the concert is a month and a half away. I found a cool web site that discusses the meaning behind U2's song. I had no idea they had so many literary allusions.

Convention Time

I can't believe our convention passed so quickly. I really think this was the best one yet. I know everyone probably says that. But I seriously don't think there was a single time in the program that didn't catch my attention. I can't wait to read all the new publications and see the DVD.

I really thought about what what I wanted to get out of this convention. The part on the traps of Satan was great. I could stand to read the notes on the trap of the fire. Differences between our brothers and sisters can snare us at any time. That is is a hard one to avoid. Someone is always getting on my nerves.:)

I had to help out at the front desk at work on Thursday and yesterday. I have a new found respect for receptionist. I would rather be peed on by a dog than deal with an irate person on the phone. Or a crazy drunk person trying to make an appointment. Or an even crazier person trying to get me to make 100 copies of her cat's records for herself. Do you know how fast I was to telling her to go to Kinko's. Oh well. I can't complain. There are so many people who don't have jobs in this economy.

The convention helped me to have the right prospective in this time of the end. Things are getting worse for a reason. Now is not the time to be distracted. Get on the ball and be ready. Such good reminders.

Eyes of the World are Watching you

I've not blogged for a while. I feel kind of bad about that, but it's better late than never. Lots of things have happened over the last few weeks. I had a corneal abrasion on my left eye. That was A LOT (note the sarcasm) of fun. It was a real treat to have to work without any contacts or glassed because stupid me let my prescription run out and I never had my glasses replaced. My fault totally. The eye doctor, in a really polite way, told me how stupid I was for not seeing him sooner. Again, my fault totally. He is this big, gruff Italian guy, who reminded me of Tony Soprano. In my narrow mind, most hefty, Italian guys remind me of Tony Soprano.

My living room and dining room got a nice makeover, thanks to Jason's dad. He came up last weekend without Lynn. It was a nice visit for the most part. He mostly painted, drank Jack Daniels and reminisced with Jason over the past. I mostly stayed out of their way. I didn't feel much like painting or reminiscing. Plus, the battery in the Pacifica died right as we were heading out to Outback for my parents anniversary Saturday night. Not fun at all.

Morning

I'm having my first cup of coffee in this empty house, trying hard to remember what it means to be sad........

Something like that. I heard a line like that and it's sticking with me. Kind of like a song that sticks with you for the rest of the day. It's been Michael Jackson songs for these last 3 weeks. Gotta love nostalgia.

Things are pretty good. Work is steady and crazy as usual. Home life is good. Service is excellent. My moods aren't too bad, either. Jason's dad will come down in 2 weeks to paint my living room and bedroom. It's hard to believe we've been in this house for over 19 months. It doesn't feel that long. We've really made it our own.

Jason's first public talk is this weekend. I am so nervous for him, but I don't know why. He has such a knack for public speaking. Me, on the other hand, not so much. It's been all he can think about. Once it is over, we can both breathe easy.


I looked up the serial in my 1.00 Coach bag only to reassure myself that it is a fake. The 1.00 Louis Vuitton wallet, on the other hand, I believe that is real.

Rubbin my tired eyes.

Nothing completes a 10 hour work day like cleaning the house and doing laundry. My knees and back ached at about 10 pm as a waited for Jason to come home from his work function at Ember last night. I watched a little Nancy Grace. listened to a little digital radio.

I found a great resale shop in Maitland. Designer Seconds has a nice variety of higher end clothing items. I bought a nice Ann Taylor Loft shirt to go with my black and white skirt for 6 dollars and a nearly new Lacoste shirt for 7. Christina and I will definitely check it out when she comes to town.

Thinking of going to visit her in October or November. Have to see what is going on in the autumn months. Just think, a couple of months and it will actually get cooler. I am dreaming of it:)

Perception

"When the doors of perception are cleansed, everything will appear to man as it truly is: infinite." -- William Blake

"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Anais Nin

I've been extemely sad for the last week. Certain people have perceived certain untrue things about me. It is hard to understand why. Instead of just coming to me, they just propagate the very untrue perception of me. Jason has been great at defending me. It has helped a lot. It has also been a humbling experience. It helps me to see what I could personally do to improve myself and also to not take myself too seriously. This has been a challenge.

Sigh......

How is it so that certain family members can get under your skin? I ask myself this after this passing weekend. It wasn't a totally bad experience, but I would not want to relive it. I was glad I was able to spend some time with Lindsey. It is always nice to go to Ikea, even if I wan dying to leave a little earlier.

Didn't go to pioneer school. I was slightly disappointed but will save the joy for next summer. I think my work was happy that I didn't have to miss work. They were disappointed for me, but they would miss my smiling face:) I am so sure.

It is good to get life back to normal. I actually have 3 regular studies this week. I am glad to have a refuge from the heat of the summer.