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I've gotten sidetracked by not giving quality posts, so I'm going to work on that. I figured with RTL gone that I would have insight on amazing things at 2 o'clock in the morning. No, not really. I just find myself surfing the net and finding random websites that tickle my funnybone. I'll also put stuff behind cuts so I don't overload anyone's friends page.

Yardwork )

Edibles )

The Daily RTL Phone Conversation )

I think that's it for yesterday. I'm sure more excitement is in store for me today. I'm thinking about going to the library. I should get off my butt and go to the Berekely Resident Services and get a sticker for the car.
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No earthquakes in the past couple of days.
Rain has stopped temporarily.
Weather is actually nice and sunny here in No Cal.

AJH had her baby on Thursday at 12:50 p.m. Tara Elizabeth weighed in at 6 pounds 6 ounces and 19 inches. Currently referred to as the "pooping machine." No comments for unoriginality.
K & F have moved into their new house and no longer under siege by the evil farmer. They also won't be coming to the States in September.
S & S have moved into their house in LA.

R & D:
Decided not to pursue Switzerland. Everyone can stop cheering now. Lots of factors that we had to consider and decided that it wasn't the best thing at the moment.
I'm freelancing for RTL for the next couple of weeks. Puts a slight hold on house stuff.
Still having trouble finding THE bicycle in Berkeley. We are considering driving up to Calistoga, since we've already found what we want there.
No vacation decision as yet.
RTL laughed at me for just finding Radio on itunes. But I also found the station that gives me the name of the song. Life is good.

I've probably missed other stuff, but you get what you get. : P pblttttttttt!
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Doesn't it just snow there?

Apparently RTL is going to corner the big cheese to discuss for more details.
The only information that we have right now is location, client, and job title. So before everyone freaks out, nothing is set in stone and the ball hasn't started rolling. We are still in pre-preliminary talks. At least on the employer side of things, RTL and I have set up timeline and project lists in case employer has an offer that we can't pass up.

Sometimes it's just best to go with the flow.

At least the location is in a French speaking part of Switzerland. Good for me, not so good for RTL. And it was really hard to give an unbiased answer to her question of "do you think that French is easy to learn?" I can't ever remember a time where I didn't want to speak French. So learning for me was really easy. We are looking at immersion programs for her and some basic brush up skills for me.

Other thoughts about this possibility -
The location does not have a high cost of living like SF.
House prices are CHEAP.
Kind of screws up me going back to school.
But I can take classes online.
I would have the Swiss bank account I've always dreamed of.
2 hour train ride to Paris.
4 hour train ride to Amsterdam.
2 hour plane ride to K & F in Ireland.
Really make my French fluent.
Basically the same distance from the East Coast as the West Coast is.
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So I lied about the "formal" conversation. Actually, it was probably more of miscommunication. Big cheese had to skip out with an even bigger cheese. Which means that RTL's wheeeeee sound came from a brief informal conversation that continued to freak her out all day. It's still freaking her out.

However, I'm in trouble because in the "what do you think we should do" conversation this morning, I was talking about how this affects me going back to school. Officially going back, no more crapping around. And I said that I had applied for financial aid. If looks could kill. The issue - I didn't tell her when I applied for f.a. and I should have the moment that I visited the fafsa website. So at the moment I think that my guilt is irrational. I also think that her anger about this is irrational as well. I also think that the bigger issue is that we are both control freaks and are having a moment of clashing for control power.

Now let's add in the frustration that RTL didn't make it to the parking lot to get her keys before they closed and had to take BART to work today. She lucked out and caught a ride home with a friend, but I'm sure she's going to have to pay an arm and a leg to get the car back.

And now for an encore performance of "What have I done?!"
I complained earlier that I had a few friends reading this that were lame slackers (and yes, you still are, wimps).
But I realized yesterday that I hadn't said anything to a couple of people who really mattered.
Of course you would think that they would be first on the list.
Yet, when I woke up about 3 this morning thinking "what have I done?!" I knew exactly why I had avoided doing what seemed obvious.
Answer - They have known me so long, they may know me well enough to read between the lines.
Which feels awkward because I think I spend much of my time trying to hide.

And now that I've said all that, I'm going back into seclusion.
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RTL called again. This time freaking out after the "formal' conversation with the big cheese.
Emphasis on the freaking out part.

Let me draw an image to help you understand - You know when you go to the fair and ride the super loop or the pirate ship or a roller coaster or maybe all three in a row, the feeling that screaming makes the butterflies in your tummy go away as you go around or down. However, you already knew this when you got on the ride and you really know it when the ride hovers right at the point before it falls.

So talking to RTL is kind of like that, but I don't think she expected the ride to be scary so she's surprised at the need to scream. If you've ever ridden the Cyclone at Coney Island, you know exactly what I mean. I could hear the "wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee" in her voice as she was trying to give me details of the conversation.
Of course the couple of friends that she works with (and would share this info with at work) told her that considering our current situation, it sounded like a perfect opportunity.
Which only made the "wheeeeeeeeeeee" sound worse.

Insert into the picture cool, calm, grounded me who has just realized that I can't be the one freaking out right now. Although, I think part of me wants to, but the rest of me just shakes my head and says "do you remember that conversation a few weeks ago?"
I think RTL wanted me to freak out and be rattled with her. I just keep telling her that things will work out the way they are suppose to and just relax.
And she questions whether we will know whether it's right or not. Now I shake my head and think "resistance is futile."
Faith and Trust.
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It's June, it's not supposed to be raining in the SF Bay area. Yet two days of rain, rain, and more rain have curtailed my outdoor activities. Mother Nature needs to get with the program.

However, in the gloomy gloom of yesterday's overcast, cold wet day I decided to try my hand at making chicken and dumplings a la Grandma M. For the technical people out there, the "dumplings" are more like wide noodles and not pastry dough dumped in lumps into the chicken stock. So if you want to call it chicken and pastry, you have my permission. And let me pat myself on the back while I say "Damn, I'm good." Yummy yummy in my tummy. My mom would be so proud.

Now since this was my first attempt, I did tell RTL that we would be ordering dinner in if the chicken and dumplings tasted like ass.
Which surprised RTL because I never have back-up plans for experimental dinners. Yet, last night I was unsure of my ability to make things taste good and I really didn't want to eat comfort food that wasn't comforting. Needless to say, I surprised myself and was very pleased with the product.

Now for anyone who has eaten chicken and dumplings, you know that salt is a necessary evil in making it taste good. I had ceremoniously salted the water for the chicken stock and added the salt for my pastry dough, but I still didn't have enough salt. And so I did the Grandma thing and used the box of Morton's to "add salt to taste." I was also crossing my fingers that RTL didn't turn around and see what I was doing. Flashback to Thanksgiving 1992; the place is farm country, North Carolina. Now picture RTL dishing a pile of chicken and dumplings on a plate with a gleam in her eye as my mother waves her arms in a "stop, put it down" fashion without attracting Grandma's attention. RTL forks up some pastry and chicken, puts the forkful in her mouth, her eyes widen in shock at the taste and she swallows the bite whole and proceeds to down a glass of tea. My mother leans over and tells RTL that Grandma had literally turned the box of Morton's upside down and swirled the salt in for several long seconds. Needless to say, we didn't eat Grandma's chicken and dumplings again. But you understand why I didn't want RTL to catch me with the box of Morton's.

I pray everyday that my taste buds don't go before their time. It happened to both Grandma's and mom hasn't succumbed yet, so there is still hope.

RTL just called from work to scare the bejeezus out of me. Those of you who have known me since I was knee high to a grasshopper know that I believe that if you put your wants and wishes out into the universe, then the universe will make sure it happens. I also believe that RTL and I lead a very charmed life. However, we've also realized that sometimes you have to be careful what you wish for because sometimes you aren't quite ready to reap the rewards. That's how we got to California and that's probably how we're going to get to Europe.
So what did RTL have to say to scare the bejeezus out of me? Informal discussion with one of the big cheeses who said they are looking for someone to be director of a big client in Europe and all she had to do was "say the word." Now this also comes in with last week's conversation with a client who offered a job in Europe - all she had to do was "say the word." Good yes, but we were thinking more into the future not "just say the word" fast. It's just really freaky since every time we have a "where do you want to go next" discussion we say that we aren't going to pick anywhere because then we'll be moving in 6 months. I'm not ready to move yet, I've still got things to fix on this house. We'll be sitting down to talk about this turn of events so that we can shape the timeline more to our liking, hopefully.

Decisions, decisions.
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Maybe hate is too strong of a word. I'd like to sit by the pool all day (if I had a pool) and sip some exotic drink with an umbrella while the cabana boy feeds me bon bons and fans me and the gardener makes my lawn pretty and rips out mean nasty juniper hedges. Thank goodness for daydreams.

It's not the work though that bothers me. I actually kind of enjoy that part. It's the creepy crawly things, specifically the spiders.
That sounds too girly.
I know that most creepy crawly things have a purpose. I like the fact that ladybugs devour aphids and bees make honey and spiders make beautiful webs. However, I don't want to play with the bees or the spiders. Add to that the fact that I have a spider bite from October that is still healing, the spiders can go find somewhere else to play.
So not so girly at all, I've got good reason to avoid things with more than 4 legs. And no I won't play with a spider who is missing 4 legs.

So I'm stuck outside with the long sleeves, long pants, gloves, and socks. Yuck! And it's hot today. I have half of my plant debris cart left to fill and I still can't really tell that I've made a dent in the juniper. Truck and chains are sounding really good about now.
I did look to rent a chipper because I thought that I could grind the juniper and spiders up and use it as mulch. But no one rents chippers because apparently they are cheap to buy. But I don't want to buy something that I won't need after I'm done. Of course my other option is to get a dumpster from the city, but I don't want to pay for that either when I can work at my leisure and have the city pick it up every other week as part of my garbage fees. slow but steady like the tortoise.

On the very happy side, our friend GM is sending a prolific tomato plant home with RTL today. Apparently his mom planted tomatoes and they were quite prolific in her garden so she donated to GM which in turn benefits my tomato tooth because he has too many tomatoes to handle. Happy Happy Happiness. I think my dog will be happy as well. Now I've got to find a good place so Dexter doesn't devour the tomatoes off the vine.

Contemplating - a nap and what to cook for supper
Ready for RTL to come home so we can watch the rest of the 4400 and Hell's Kitchen.
Back to fighting the evil juniper.

Dont' forget to call the vet.
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Monday returns again after a short weekend of trying to do nothing.

I did consider writing here this weekend, but have found that it is as difficult to post a thought as it is to write email on the weekends when I'm not home alone.

On another note, I'm upset with the U.S. Supreme Court.
I will actually have to go and read their reasoning that the Federal marijuana ban overrules state laws that permit medical marijuana usage.
I'm too upset to vent about it right now. I'm having a hard time remembering when America stopped being what America is suppose to stand for.
Our founding fathers are probably rolling over in their graves. Couldn't we just start the country all over - clean slate and all?
I can just hear the pages being added to my file for being unpatriotic.
Regardless of that fact, I'm concerned that the elected government officials aren't doing what is best for me or the U.S., but what is best for their bottom line.
And I wonder what principles was this country truly founded on?

Always things to ponder.
Still debating the hair thing - cut or trim, color or not
cork or tile flooring for the bathroom
where to go on vacation? I suggested shooting suction darts at the world map, RTL said that she would end up with all the darts in the ocean or the wall, then reminded me that I would have to cut out DeLand, Raleigh, Richmond, Madrid, and Berkeley so we wouldn't end up anywhere we (she) didn't want to be. OK, OK, I do agree with part of the list, but not all of it.
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I'm quite prolific with pen and paper. Yet, somehow typing those same thoughts just doesn't seem the same. As my first entry I believe that I will start 30 day experiment #5. Yep, I'm completely fascinated with what can happen in just 30 days after watching Supersize Me months ago. I'm also looking forward to the the 30 Days series on FX which I think is what has created my 30 day monster. We'll see how long the monster lasts.

Currently reading - The Secret Life of Bees.
Current music obsession - it's a tie between American Idol 4 (sick, I know) and Nouvelle Vague.
Current TV show - Beauty and the Geek
Debating - cutting my hair off or just dousing it with a different color for change


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