memory, and opened it and saw this





he came out to where I was grading papers and said, you might be a redneck if you open up a childs game and find a bullet. I said what can I say! you cant ignight a live bullet unless you hammer a nail into the center. We were tought guns from an early age.

Designs by K is a web site I recently visited because I asked this woman at the cemetary stroll where she got her dress and she told me about this woman and then stressed how pricey it was. I thought she was a bit snobby about it and thought I would look up what gave her the write to feel so smug about it, and well, I guess if I had a dress by K I would be pretty proud of it too, but I would not act like someone else coud not afford it. I didnt appriciate her tone. She is a lawyer and probably new money. I would have spinning and curtsying, saying how great K was. This woman K is a fucking geinous. Here is a link if anyone wants to play
http://shop.originals-by-kay.com/category.sc?categoryId=9

I was blown away by some of the beautiful period fabrics. one of the fabricks was called something like, purple, yellow, and green striped silk tafeta. and I just wanted to say it out loud because it sounded so nice.

here were some of my favs






and now for the halaluja chorus, I printed this one out in colore and stuck it up on my refregerator so I will see it when I even go into the kitchen, such a beauty of a dress. If had this dress, I would put it on late at night, light a candle and write in my journal.

I was sitting at a stop light this mornign and said to myself, dude, if this light doesnt change soon I am going to run out of gas!

on other matters, mt ipod was out of charge this mornig and I couldnt find my walkman, so I grabbed a bag of old reliable casette tapes and was listening to them this morning. I forgot how great I was at mixing tapes. I remember having to listen to the whole song while it was recording, and deciding by free assosiation what song came next.

In one tape I had transfered a recording from a tape that Greg mixed me over 10 years ago to fit into one that I mixed. What an amazing clip he had recorded from Interview with a vampire. Its where Lastate was playing the piano and talkive singing to Claudia. He ended with telling her she had been a very nauty little girl. It is amazing and might just be one of Tom Cruises best moments that nobody remembers. Its a moment of true something, before he became a joke of himself.

I am in the mood to mix a tape from my tapes and records, but I dont know who has a tape player that I can make one for. Anyone want a mixed tape? I am guessing that Kim, Gerald and Lindsey might have a tape deck, Ronda prehaps?

I am willing to send it air mail :P

I gabe my final and have been grading them. Its so strange to read thier essays which were mostly really good and to think that I tought them this and they now at least can speak conversationally about the 13, 14, and 15 amendments, abolistionists, and the civil war and reconstruction. The final was a major succsess.

me and mike came home took a nap and went out and saw mother, planted some pots, returned home in time to wach Supernatural and then watched a little of Burks Law, which I love love love, and then my head started bobbing so we stopped it and came looking for my pjs and I decided to write a few lines.

one of my father's best friends became lost in a snow storm at the south pole. I wish we could have met. He was a faithful letter writer, and he loved to party.

one of my favorite stories dad loved to tell was when carl got drunk when they were living on the beach still in college in California and Carl stripped down, wearing nothing but a red cape got on hos moped and took off. The whole group chaced him through the beach town. that must have been a really fun day.

Here is a link to a news story about his disappearance
http://www.southpolestation.com/trivia/igy2/disch.html

Rest in Peace Carl

today was nice, school and the big exam review. then the library, then home and me and Mike watched this wonderful movie called Cranford that we taped off masterpiece theater. It was wonderful, I am glad Mike liked it as much as me because it was all about a nineteenth century town of almost nothing but widows and a few families, but it was so lovely! I just really enjoyed it. TRhere was a scene where this cat ate a lace collar made by nuns, and they were running about the town like it was burning down, it was a scream.

that is a lot of roly polys, I did not know they were so social


there was a bird who became obsessed by my car window,and would slobber and shit all over it


we set up a mirror on the garage wall



it didnt really ever use it and one day just stopped, it lasted about a week and we washed the car on the weekend. We discovered that the birds had made a nest on one of the shelves in the car port. they are so cute. We have been looking in on them and each time you can see them bigger and they were featherless int he biggining

It went really well. The tombstone of the girl I was potreying was covered with chiggers, and I couldnt sit on the grave which is a big flat raised one. I sat a water bottle down and it was covered with them, I have right mind to up there and spray it for her.
me and mom


It makes me rediculously happy to look down and see a all this lace at my ankles, I dont where I lost my red bow on the top of the lace.


this me and a friend of mine, Jim, he plays a WWI soldier who died and was in the Rainbow unit



afterward, my boss talked me into going to the after party in a swank ritch house. I was happy to obseve that my bed princess bed was much prettier than thiers, and my mothers new kitchen kicked ass comparatively.

They always serve mint julips because the stroll is always Derby week.

Brandys students were great. THey got involved and it was just a wonderful school project. Here is a link about that in the Huntsville TImes http://www.al.com/news/huntsvilletimes/index.ssf?/base/news/1205918146262840.xml&coll=1

THere was a write up here http://huntsville.about.com/library/weekly/aa050801a.htm
if you think your city might be interested. We raised over 5000 dollars to restore some tombstones. That is an all time high. I did have some students to show so that was nice. THey had never been there. I got interviewed by a news crew. He was doing a documentary on cemetary and asked me why I thought it the event was worth wile and gave some sort of speal about people not visiting the city cemetaries anymore and they are really beautiful, maple hill has a real park atmospher about it, and then I started talking about how it harkens back to decoration day when people would have picnics and everything at the graves. It was a good.

Mike had a nice meal prepared when I got home and spent the whole day poison weeds. He said he was really upset about it not killing more than it had and was real happy with todays outcome, so all is good in my heaven and on my earth.

It seems like it has been a long week yet fast. I cant believe I have not posted since monday. That is strange for me. I have just felt quiet I guess.

Remember monday I said it was 58 degrees in the archives, well, I think it gave me a slight cold. I sound all nasally and have just tried to sleep it off, and thus have been down on exercise and accordion practise.

Mike suprised me yesterday by wanting to take me Surin for lunch. That was a big meal that I did not need but it was nice to sit across a table from him at my favorite resteraunt and swap thoughts. Just as one of those strange coincendence of fate, the archivist and probate archivist just so happened decided to eat Thi as well, and we all laughed when we saw we had randomly chosen the same place for lunch. I love when things like that happen.

Me and Mike watched 30 Days of Night last. I thought it was fun. What a neat setting for a show. A lot of times I will list places I havent been instead of been, and Alaska is one of those places that it bugs me that I havent been to. Something inside me just really wants to go there. I also want to visit the Aageon and India. amd I would like to go to china in the year of the dragon. but its all pipe dreams I suppose. Ok, where did that kind of bladom come from. There is no time for that in an upbeat life.

OMG I am just getting home from Eastern Star. It was a long meeting where we practised for a big shindig coming up, but no old lady was bullied into tears tonight, so that was nice.

work was good today.

I left early and went over to Rondas to see Scout and Penelope, and Ronda ofcourse. I always leave wondering how things would have been different if I had chosen to marry an engineer and be a stay at home mom. We could have been house wives together and spent our adult lives together like we were when we were kids. Those were good days. But I am happy with my life and feel that I am where provadence would have me.

Scout is so bright and busy. If or when I have a child I hope it is as bright and busy as Scout.

I feal like she was happy to see me. She is 2 now and can count to 10 and knows the name of body parts like nose, and can make animal sounds on demand with no hint of shyness.

She also played beauty shop with an available play fork and combed my hair with it. When I announced it was time for me to leave she exclaimed a clear "No!" which made me happy.

well, I guess it is time to go to bed. I have been taking benadril the past couple weeks and I am going to attempt to sleep naturally. I hope ich doesnt wake me up. my poison ivy is clearing up but still there. I feel like Silas from the Davinchi Code, like I have secret have a secret inflicted thorn in the flesh witht his poison ivy under my clothes.

I hope the lib isnt so cold as today. I checked the archives temp and it registered 58. It was like working in a ice box.

I have grown weary of reading books. What I find most interesting is correspondence and really old journals that I by happenstance just run across.

Last night I was packing some of my winter hats away in thier boxes when I noticed something I had never seen before. Tucked underneath the paper in the bottom of the box were some newspaper clippings and a letter.

It was dated 1950 and was from my great grandmother Alice to her son (my grandmothers brother) and his wife Rose, of the Rose hat and jewlery collection. I had seen many of Alices letters that spanned her whole life. She always asks about everybody, gives a rain and crop report, and offers some general talk. Like, so and so is sick, farmer so and so lost a calf, and sometimes she would say when she was travelling, which was the case with this letter. She was visiting someone and wanted to say that she would be home for decoration day.

Decoration day at the graveyard is always the second sunday in may. If you are not there to represent and clean up your people's graves, it is considered disrespectful. I guess it has been going on that way for a long time, as she was already an old old lady in 1950, and it was still, after all those years a part of her yearly ritual.

It is just kind of neat to see since that particular letter was written around the same time, dated May 2nd.

Today at work, someone had dropped off a mirofilm role of a 1778 diary kept by a young man Fransis Taylor. I decided to take a few min and load it up on the reader and print out a few pages for reading.

Out of the seven pages that I read, a patter quickly developed and it is interesting to see what he felt like taking the time to write down. He wrote about the different places he visited and had dinner at. He recorded the different dances he attended. He recorded the movements of his father between Carolina and where ever he was. He said he had a sore sholder and mentioned when it got to feeling better.

but maybe most interesting to me is the observation of the weather and the care to write it down. That is something else that I find people regularly recorded. I find it especially strange in a private notebook, but I guess it is not so unusual. I know I have had plenty of weather related entries. It really does affect us.

If I was to have written last night before I went to bed I would have mentioned the rain and how glad I was that I didnt have to carry buckets of water down to the back corner of the woods to water those plants we put in to look nice for people coming into the valley.

Other mumdane points of intrest that he would recorde were equally neat...like in one entry he stated something about his finances then said

Feb 7- J Taylor lost his hat.

Feb 17-My father got to C Taylor's. I went with J. Pendelton there to dinner. warm weather Frogs cry

Its pretty neat. ok enough pondering, I need to go catelogue some random bull shit. You never know what odd ball thing you might find, or some seemingly insignificant letter from ages ago. For whatever reason, it just makes for a quick interesting read.

a year ago today

http://susangalique.livejournal.com/295301.html

Well shit, I am out of VodKa.

I have been drinking a real nice Vodka called Rain and it Sat night and I'm out.

Mike has started a fire so I guess I will go join him drinkless. You can hear the Huntsville Speedway.

The Official church directory portrait, photo of a photo:


THe unofficial portait take by moi:
I tried to do it through photobucket so I could make thumbnail size but I cant seem to upload pics, I just cant deal with troble shooting tonight so fuck it.



THis is a lizard we saw today and we named it Crocodiel lizzie



our new windsock

THings have going along as of late. One moment I am up and the next down, but over all, its good.

We went out to mothers and did some work. I got into so chetos and now I hate myself.

I had a lovely morning. I slept in, which ment that I slept till 6:30 am. Mike had been up watching tv since 5 and had just gone outside. I think maybe the door shutting woke me up maybe.

I was amused when I looked out and saw Mike in his robe shovelling pine cones. He had a nice little fire going.

I am anticipating a long day today. The library is having the prospective directors touring today.

We got everything ready yesterday and the archive has never looked so good. The archivist is going to give 2 tours and she asked me to give 2 tours. Isnt sweet how she shares the spotlight with me.

THen this evening the library is having a reception for them and I will wind up being there till 7, so I wont be home again when I leave here at 8:30. That just seems like a long time. Mike is staying home so I wont have to drive him back in the middle of work. I told him he was going to have to go visit Mrs. Homes (the Trillium lady next door) because he was going to get so lonely.

Oh well, I guess I will just go put on some big band swing music, dance around my room, and get ready.

I went this evening up to hobby lobby with mom to get some fringe for her rugs. It was nice to see her and not discuss anything that is problematic and weighty.

I gought a couple of real cute wind socks, one a flower and the other a pink flamingo, it is fantastically cheesy and cheerful.

Traffic gets on my nerves after the third trip into town today, but other than that it was a nice day and played my accordion for an hour.

let me just start by saying that I have no real problems, my immediate family is fine, my billz are paid, and etc but

--some poison ivy came back out on my ass and this just terrifies me like it was skin canser or something

--I re-pulled a neck muscle or slept on it wrong and it hurts to look over my right sholder..the whole thing just pulsates, and the inside of my foot still feels smashed from when I dropped something on it months ago

--last night I took a shower just for the sake of taking one and conditioned my hair. I sat down ont he couch next to Mike and said, "I think I am starting to care about myself again". I think the devil heard me and came out after me today. How funny does that sound.

I dont know, I couldnt find anything cute to wear today and left telling Mike that if I didnt get a grip on myself I wouldnt have anything. My students must have noticed that I wear the same thing with a different necklace.

Today someone asked me if I was pregnant. I just said no that the steroid pills bulked me up, but I ate all veggies and fruits yesterday, exercised twice, and had only one small vodca and sunny D (the 80 calorie kind). I think the whole are you pregnant thing your face looks big, is just what I needed to rev me up into more action. I am going to have to start exercizing three times a day! I wonder how long I can sustain this, but really, I am just getting ready for a high-energy summer. I want to be really active and phisical this summer and I want to be up doing something till I sleep. even if it is just cleaning and sorting out junk

and to think I did two weeks of steroids and it didnt get rid of the poison ivy!!! It just makes me feel sad, depressed and worried. I am starting to think that obtaining poison ivy through smoke is the worst way getting it. Mike's poison ivy has cleared up, so thats nice for him.

but things are fine, I am getting two good workouts a day in, I have managed to stay away from junk and am drinking lots of water.

I guess thats al I wanted to whine about, for now hahahaaa

It was a different weekend than I expected. Due to Rain on friday night we didnt get out to do yard work at mothers till Sunday morning.

We did a lot of relaxing this weekend between things that could be considered dutys.

Friday night we watched Andy Worhol's Blood for Dracula

then Sat morning we watched In the Name of the King: A dungeon seige tale, with Jason Stathom. It was really just a fun fantasy film with Stathom looking all hot. Nothing of course matches the oil seen from The transporter but there was plenty of sword play and suprise people that you would never expect. If I had of posted this separate it would have been called "I am Burt, King of the Reynolds clan"

Then Sat. night we didnt want to go but drug ourselves to a masonic honor night for a man who has worked with the youth organization Rainbow, for a long time. The girls put on a program and it was really good. Looking at them I can see how my years doing that helpes me everyday as I speak in front of people. I had to say a few words of appriciation in a speach that I pretty much cried all the way through. It is weird how things kreep up on you like that. Mike said it was good, and good for the girls to see a successful raibow girl. It was sweet of him to say. Mike said, that I even had some Masons pulling off thier glasses to wip thier eyes. Damn, I am good. but I was embarrased I had cried and blubbered through my talk. Mike says it made people like me all the more and that I had nothing to be ashamed of, so that was cool.

Then we went home and watched a cheesy horror movie from 1975 called Shiver. The best part of it was seeing the sets and the clothes. You know its almost harder to see a mid 70s horror flick than any other kind because it just seems that movies from the 40-60s are just more shown than those low budget 70s flicks, but it was fun.

Then on Sunday my poison ivy tried to flare back up and really freaked me out. We did yard work at moms, then went to the hospitol to visit a sick relative who has been in the hospitol for months now. He is not doing well and I wound up crying when he told me he though he would be putting in his tomatoes by now.

After that and came home and distracted ourselves with a movie marathon and a nap in the middle. We watched Flesh for Frankenstin, The evil with her, with Tabbitha from Passions in the 70s: a satan baby movie, sisterhood of the travelling pants, What girls Learn, with Scot Bacula where he marries these girls mother and then she dies, and Princess, a new fox family movie. It was fun and mindless. All in all the weekend was mixed between duty and mindless abandon.

nap and walked into the den and Mike was sitting on our big pink couch watching Sisterhood of the Travelling pants, eating frenchtoast. He offered me some but I just went and got a big bowl of cereal, in which I mixed up 4 different kinds and decided I didnt like the mix and he said to throw it away and start over.

I love this man