Thursday, July 28, 2005

Garage Sale Alert!!

Del Rey Oaks is holding it's annual neighborhood-wide garage sale this Saturday July 31. So, all my friends and family, you all should come, it's really a good one. We are most likely going to be participating, so come by and say hi, unless you gave me a gift that I only pretended to like, then stay away, at least until your gift has been sold!
We are back from Spokane, we miss it already and can't wait to go back in winter. We are all pumped up to move, therefore we are furiously decluttering for the garage sale. Woohoo!

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Dreaming in Haiku

I had a lot of dreams last night. Nothing particularly noteworthy, but was bizarre was that as I was dreaming, I was also narrarating my dreams in Haiku. And they were really good haikus too. I even remember thinking to myself, oh man I'm never going to remember these when I wake up. But I will try to do some different haiku here to explain my dreams.

In an empty church
Sitting with my good friend Steve
Laughing till we cried

I took my cat out
to the local symphony
and she ran away

Blossom ran outside
went down into the sewer
I could not reach her

Anyway, you get the drift. I feel like the narraration helped me to remember the dreams better. Maybe tonight I could do limericks!

Monday, July 11, 2005

God is not my co-pilot. He is my pilot.

Next week we are going to Spokane on a fact finding mission. We will be investigating schools for Leo, colleges for Max, real estate, churches, gyms and bowling alleys, because those are the places we hang out. I keep telling my kids that this is not a vacation, we are going to be busy driving around a lot and talking to people, but as long as they get to go bowling and hang out with Uncle Buzzy it is a vacation to them. It will be nice to get away, for sure.
I feel like I am on this huge adventure and I'm not sure where I'll end up. I just keep praying for God's guidance, and I have faith that He will guide me through whatever, wherever.
So let's go!

Friday, July 08, 2005

My Values

I am taking a class at church called "Life Keys". It's all about discovering who you are, what you like, what you are good at, what God created you to be, and living all that stuff out to your full potential for God. Last night's class was about finding out what our values are. We had 51 values to choose from and had to pick our top eight. Here are mine in no specific order: Happiness, Love, Humor, Family, Religious Beliefs, Friendship, Authenticity, Financial Security. And here are the ones that I placed little or no value on: Advancement, Prestige, Power, Conformity, Competition.
So basically I do not want to get ahead in life, I just want to be myself and be happy loving God and my family and friends. But at the same time I want to be financially secure. Maybe I should start playing the lotto!

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Steve and Mike are funny.

You have to understand. I have known Mike since kindergarten and Steve since 2nd grade. They are my chosen family and I love them as such. But they are big military weirdos. And they have always been this way. When we were in grade school and I would walk my dog Winnie down at the park, there they would be, staging their elaborate plans to dam up the creek. I mean, they had written plans. They were 8 years old! And they were always saying things like "aye aye captain".
Flash forward 35 years. Now Steve and his girlfriend rent out my garage and Mike rents out the shed in my backyard. Yes, I am a slumlord to my best friends, nobody seems to mind, in fact they like it. Anyway...when we all get together about once a week, the subject always eventually turns to war. Not necessarily the war we are in now, it could be any war. Maybe even a war the we didn't fight in. All this military talk spills over into their civilian talk. Like, when Mike puts some more beer into the cooler he says "I have reloaded the magazine, Captain". Mike's shed is referred to as The Command Module, so occasionally I will get a phone call like this--"We will be meeting in the command module for libations at 1800 hours, we have secured the perimeter and we will expect you for roll call, that is all" okaaayyy. These people have never been in the military except in their minds. And maybe it's a guy thing. But it cracks me up when they do that. So when I get the call I just say "aye aye, Commander" and then I report for duty.

There will be food...

Boy, will there ever. All the roommates have tomorrow off, today we went to Costco where Mike proceeded to buy 2 racks of lamb, a bunch of New York steaks, a ton of potatoes to bake with all the fixings and a huge bag of romaine to make a gigantic caesar salad. Apparently we are going to eat. And eat. And then eat some more. I am still full from lunch! But it should be fun because Mike is a chef and he's the one cooking not me.
We watched Live 8 on mtv today. May I just say that I hate mtv and if I were still swearing there would be a whole string of swear words right now because they kept cutting off the bands halfway through a song or talking over them. This became especially upsetting during Pink Floyd's set. Hopefully they will release a dvd.
I was just informed by chef Mike that he needs the kitchen to be ready for use in 45 min. Gotta go tidy it up.