
11.27.2007
home

11.21.2007
radical
I expected my inventory to be about family... since I have always been clear on knowing at least that much about what's important. And maybe in a way, it did. The common theme that I noticed was that I believe in human goodness. Not necessarily at an individual level, but as a group, on the broader scale. This surprised me a lot, because I deeply care for particularly few individuals.
I just read this BBC Article about 6 month old babies preferring puppets who are socially kind. I think this might punctuate my point. We prefer to be helpful, loving, and kind. We may not be good at it, but that's what we prefer. And that's how we see ourselves, generally: as "nice."
I'm usually pretty annoyed by the government, so I was also surprised at how much credit I give to the government as an institution that has lost it's way. I still think there is hope... but much to change in order to keep that hope.
Most of all, I really care about social equality and social responsibility. I think in our "American Dream," we get caught up in serving ourselves We forget that in terms of making a better world, getting ahead of each other may not be as easy or advantageous as creating a just and equitable world for everyone. The masses have much more power to facilitate massive economic reform than one person with a home-business... and creater wealth and stability for everyone is better than 2% of the U.S. population owning over 50% of the world's wealth. Interestingly, Bill Gates owns more than twice what Saudi Arabia does.
I guess believing in people, freedom, and equality makes me a radical. Dude.
11.18.2007
weekender
Almost all of the actors in the play have been in tv and movies. The performance was really amazing.
I scrapped to recharge my batteries, but that backfires when I scrap until 5 a.m. I still need new batteries, but my heart is scrapalicious.
I am now reading "Good in Bed" by Jennifer Weiner, a story about a Larger Woman coming to terms with her size. I read while I work out and enjoy the irony.
I am really starting to live for my weekends. For the first time in my mature adult life, (as recent blog posts attest) we are doing stuff on the weekend. Going places, events, fine eateries. It suits us to stay home, but as long as we're here in this Entertainment City, it seems necessary to "take advantage of it while we can." Because unless the housing market falls 300%, we will never be able to buy a home here... and will eventually leave.
Note: you know you are growing passive when a $200,000 studio condo sounds like a bargain you might consider.
11.14.2007
bueno
I am just finished reading "The Birth House" by Ami McKay and am still reading "Profit Over People" by Noam Chomsky. Both great.
And thinking a lot about the way society has changed.
11.08.2007
sigh
My work gave me half-days for the prior six weeks and a week off leading up to exam day to prepare. It felt wierd to stay until quitting time today... my first full day of work in a long time.
I have some big plans... the much missed free time kind - like cooking real meals, with (gasp) ingredients other than a drive through... and going to the gym to cycle off the synthetic polymer ones I've been eating lately.
And Crafts-mas is coming, so I'm going to get my glitter on... I'm going to make paper lanterns shaped like stars to put over my Christmas lights on my tree, so Martha of me.
Oh, and reading... books, with actual plots.
Oh, and movies - in one sitting... without feeling guilty. Maybe a guitar lesson or two.
I'm like a kid in a candy store. Oh, good Idea! I can make holiday candies. Mmmm.
11.03.2007
wiggy
I think someone transplanted my thinker into this (old) lady's body with the costume wig.As as aside, I love mail order catalogs, crafts, coffee and christmas. Who doesn't?
10.31.2007
10.30.2007
she-bang

10.28.2007
I graduated from Upward Bound with Honors three years in a row
I wrote my high school graduating class' theme song and performed it at graduation.
I have written a number of songs
I taught myself guitar and piano
I graduated Cum. Sum Laude with a degree in Mathematics
I made the dean's list and George W. Bush's Academic Achievers list.
I passed my first actuary exam and am studying for my second
I learned to Rock climb and Skateboard as an adult
We have traveled to eleven countries
My future accomplishments:
I passed a certification level of actuary exams (ASA, FSA)
I have published something (short story, cook book, children's book, etc.)
I have my scrapbooking featured in a magazine
I have cut a CD of my original compositions and you can buy it off the internet
I can think of 20 people that would come if I invited them to something
I own my own home
I design and sew clothing for myself, Mark, and our kids that can be worn with pride out of the house
I am an advanced guitar player and can improvise along with CDs and other musicians
I am known to be thoughtful and considerate
I compete and am good at a sport
10.26.2007
blonde redhead
10.23.2007
fire
10.20.2007
oats
Now I eat oatmeal every day and have cut my overall daily calories by 200. MMmm, now that's good.
10.17.2007
counts
I thought it was sort of interesting because we are watching the Ken Burns documentary on World War II (The War) in which families read the paper to see if there is any news of their loved ones and don't find out until they get a telegram. I don't know if it would be worse having a website you can incessantly check or not.
However, the site does have statistical trends, average deaths per day, and a drill down to exactly who, how and where. I noticed that 15% of the deaths since day 1 have been from friendly fire... and why do I not remember hearing about a huge 43 ff deaths in a week back in Jan 2005. (Compared to one or two other weeks.) What happened? I also noticed that the weekly average is climbing very slowing but steadily (by one more person for every six months we've been there.) I just thought of a nice math question. An increasing sequence - what will the estimated cost be in three years (total losses). I'll tell you tomorrow. It's too late for more math today. It felt honest and sobering to check it out. I recommend you do the same. And don't just take a quick look. Click on stuff. Explore. Caring about the troops matters. It's not just a bumper sticker.
(hey, not everything on my blog has to be light and silly.)
note to self
8th Grade
10.16.2007
rilo kiley
10.14.2007
scoop
To fill in the gaps on some of the missing moments, I might be repeating myself a little to give the details.
My wonderful Aunt Velora passed away on Sept 12. I flew to Utah last minute to attend her funeral. It was a great service and really tough for me to lose her. We were good friends.

A few days after I got back, we had tickets to see AIR in concert. (I recommend checking out the video of them on Mark's blog.) It was the first concert we ever went to together and my first since 1997. It was a really cool experience.
Ryan was in LA the next day and we hung out and went to the beach for part of the day. It was dad's day, so I had a rootbeer float for him.
The following weekend, I went to Boston on business.
It was a pretty city and I got to take a "Duck Tour" in a WWII amphibious tank. We drove the historical sites in the city, and then drove right into the Charles River and boated the historical sites from that view. I learned a lot at the conference about catastrophe modeling and gave a presentation to my work group on it this last week. (Which went pretty well.)A few days after I got back, Jennifer and Stephanie came out to visit. We took Stephanie to Universal Studios Horror Nights for about 10 minutes. It was so scary that we had to leave. (I think Stephanie will not forgive us for a long time.) They had really good actors in really good makeup with chainsaws and lopped off body parts, some of whome come up and try to lick your face. I want to go back.
Well, we did go back, just not during Horror Nights. We went back during the day for the regular Universal Studios experience. (I had no idea they had such good rides.) We went on Mummy and Jurrassic Park over and over and over (and over...) and we had two day passes, so they were able to go back to the park (I had to work)... but I would have enjoyed "...one more time" on Mummy. There were virtually no lines the day I went. They were in town for nearly a week and we had so much fun that it was hard to see them go. More sand Castles.
This weekend, Mark and I took a road trip to Long Beach. We also went through Compton as though it was a drive-through safari. We wanted to see gang-bangers selling drugs and other dangerous things. It was disappointing, because it just looked like many other LA neighborhoods. No bullet holes or anything. Lots of rims and tires.
Anyway, tomorrow is Mark's 30th Bday. We are going to another concert, Rilo Kiley, and having a party on Friday.
10.09.2007
busy
"Exam Season" is in full swing (I'm supposed to be studying 5 hours per day.) I'm not. But, I'm supposed to be.
I got some kind of sore throat/cold.
I went to Boston for a business conference.
Jennifer & Stephanie came out (still here) to visit.
9.26.2007
life is:
Boring
Change
Difficult
Empty
Fulfilling
Greedy
Hectic
Illusory
Jaded
Karmic
Love
Moving
Never-ending
Obstinate
Precious
Quietly going on behind your back
Routine
Short
Tiresome
Unfair
Vanity's Mirror
Worth It
Xenophobia
Yesterdays
Zany
quotes of the day:
(I know... that's what I thought, too.)
and
"I also use my cell phone to call people."
(How innovative.)
I want to dedicate these funny thoughts to carpal tunnel.
9.24.2007
zoom-zoom
My days are running into one another and life is short.
Aunt Velora passed away and I skipped up to Utah last weekend for the funeral. Work/study kept me busy during the week. Ryan stopped by Saturday just in time to celebrate Dad's day with me. I got a rootbeer float and we swapped memories. It rained after not a drop since we moved.
Life is hard. And worth it.
9.10.2007
media fast
What do we hope to gain? Time... A life in motion.... A break from pop culture... I don't know. But I already can tell that it won't be easy. Or hard. Just different. I got to take a nap.
Oh. And I got tickets to a concert next week. I haven't been to a concert since I saw INXS in 1997. I should break out the glow stick, baggy pants, and glitter covered tennis shoes for this.
I'm over thirty. I took out my tongue ring last year. That's it. I must be growing up. (I have a pension. These things happen.)
9.06.2007
taken
8.29.2007
Selling my 2007 Mazda 3
Since I am working down the street and don't have a rich uncle I don't know about, I could really use the payment for my student loans.
It is a sporty 4-door 2007 Mazda 3 - i Touring in light blue with beige interior, standard transmission, power everything. MSRP is $17,750. I paid $16,200, made 6 months of payments and gave it a scratch, so I'll sell it at a loss on my loan for $14,500.
8.27.2007
The Biz
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But, I couldn't find it. I google, "pilot Lee Majors" and get 2 billion military hits. This proves two things: that I am not a guru internetress and you are on your own.
[Editor's Note: Mark wrote about this on his blog. Check out his post to hear it from him.]
8.26.2007
I used to be hot
But, today, I had enough of sweating it out. Last straw and all that.
I stormed down to Home Depot, picked up a window AC unit, brought it home and installed it myself. It helps to be a farm girl and not be intimidated by these sorts of endeavors Now, I am wonderfully freezing. If you are sweltering, follow my lead. It wasn't difficult and they are 20% off this week.
I probably should have done something before the Thompson's visited... but then maybe we wouldn't have gone to the beach to beat the heat every day.
8.25.2007
frequency versus severity
My work hosted a catered party at the Los Angeles Museum of Contemporary Art for all the Actuaries during work hours this week. They do this semi annually contingent that we beat the industry average in proportion of the test-takers who pass pass. We had a record number or takers and a record high ratio of passers, so it was a really fancy party. They presented me with a letter from the CEO telling me how great I am. (So true.)
I am getting really swamped at work now that everyone simultaneously realized that I am trained enough to be competent.
I expect the severity of my postings to trend downward as I become more and more wrapped up in work and exam prep. I am working on exam 2, and study an average of 2 hours per day min. (My planned schedule calls for 3, but that's a lot and I am lucky if I can force myself to sit still for 2.5)
I ordered two pairs of prescription glasses off the internet. Frames and Lenses packages start at $9. These prescription sunglasses glasses: $19.00, arrived this week. Not bad for the bargain.
8.18.2007
vacation
Eva, Roger and family arrived on Saturday morning after driving overnight. Mark and I took Sade, Aubri, and Marissa on a little adventure so that the tired could nap. We went to the La Brea Tar Pits and showed the kids the Methane and Tar seeping up into the pools at the park, peered over the edge of archaeological dig pits, and played around. Then, we went to the grocery store and played on the moving walkway while Mark bought his secret "Mark's-My-Favorite-Uncle" weapon.... candy for breakfast. When we got home the kids found and played with some snails from our garden. Roger and Eva were awake... so it was off to the beach. A lucky break - a beach umbrella at a moving sale - so we had shade. We went to the beach at the Santa Monica Pier. The waves were great, the cool ocean refreshing, and fun was had by all. Sade and Roger were hitting the big waves. Aubri and Marissa were hitting waves up to their necks when they weren't digging amazing holes. We had a "sandwich-hold-the-sand" picnic. Roger thought the black guy in the lounger behind us was Denzel Washington. It became apparent to me that this family bonds in a special way under the common love of the beach. As Sade said, "this is a multiple day thing" despite his seven-degree sunburn. Then we went to the Los Angeles Contemporary Art Museum where we went through ancient Europe, the East, and a special Dan Flavin exhibit of colored light bulbs (which the kids loved a lot.) We made some yummy spaghetti for dinner.
Has it only been one day?
On Sunday, we went to China Town, bought some fun souvenirs (Sade got a pair of balls and the girls got matching china doll dresses and shoes and fans and trinkets,) drank freshly squeezed sugar cane (gross, never do that,) and rode a creepy robot coin-op ride. We had a cold antipasto salad on the road and off we went to the beach. We wanted to go to Venice Beach, but I didn't get a map, so we went to South Santa Monica on accident. W wanted to get a boogie-board for today. When we couldn't find one at the store on the way, Sade and I walked from shop to shop along the walk looking for one until we got to the pier (where we beached the previous day.) We bought flip-flops for the walk home and a cool beach ball along with the boogie-board. Along the way, we saw a lot of performers... some acrobats and jugglers, a lady with a harp, a bicycle hot-rod club (one guy's bike seat was taller than my head,) a guy with a turban on roller blades playing an electric guitar, and a car decorated like the ocean with a working waterfall down the front. They boogie-boarded for as long as the sun allowed when we finally got back. Even Aubri was a natural with it. We would need to come back again, and get another board. When we got home, we ordered Thai food delivery and made hot dogs for those who didn't dig it.
Has it only been two days?
On Monday, after we picked up our discounted Disneyland tickets, I took Marissa and had a lazy morning while Mark took everyone else on a driving tour of the highlights of Los Angeles. They went to a lookout point on Mullholland Drive, drove the Sunset Strip, went through Beverly Hills, Boy's Town, and more. He rivals the professional tour guide. We grilled hamburgers and hotdogs for lunch. Afterward? Beach, baby. Second boogie-board. Making a sand mermaid tail for Aubri, a princess dress for Marissa, a turtle body for Aubri, a hot tub for Marissa. We ordered Dominoes for dinner. That really hit the spot.
Has it only been three days?
We tried to get a somewhat early start Tuesday to get to Disneyland early. I've been to Disneyland a few times recently, so there was no explanation for my surge of excitement and energy as we walked up to the gates. I knew we would have a good time. We went on the Matterhorn first. Marissa made the height requirement just barely, but it scared the pants off of her. I got Teacup duty. The park was packed for the premiere of High School Musical 2. The cast of the movie was there in a special parade. Eva and Marissa saw Zac Efron, etc and then hit Toon Town while the rest of us hit Splash Mtn and Big Thunder Mtn. We met back up for a picnic we left in the van. Big old Kaiser roll sandwiches with every fixing we would think of. Mmmm and cookies for desert.
After lunch, we went to California Adventure. Roger and I are coaster junkies... so we had to go on the big one. The line was a little long, but it was so worth it. I cannot describe how happy and giggly and wonderful I feel during and directly after a good coaster. Roger was giggling because I was giggling. And the line to the one that shoots you straight up was non-existent, so we giggled some more. It was a hot day. When we met back up with Eva and the kids, they were playing in fountains. We walked back over to Disneyland and got a good bench for Eva, Marissa (sound asleep) and I to rest on and save for the parade. I don't think I ever saw the parade before. It was really awesome. We hit a couple more rides after that and then Taco Bell on the way home.Has it only been four days?
It's only Wednesday. Breakfast is blueberry muffins, mandarin oranges, and yogurt in the park and play in the playground. We go shopping at The Grove. Sade gets some envious books. We see a cool fountain and a trolley. We overdose on ice cream for lunch and wander at the magnificent Lake Shrine gardens, seeing big fish, swan, Ghandi's Ashes, and tour the museum. Then, Venice Beach. This place is what I would expect to see if I went to Mexico for a carnival. There were a lot of artists, musicians, and some jugglers. A crew of break dancing acrobats did a nice show, including a four-man tower with the bottom guy doing a no-hands backbend. When we hit the beach, we all agree that Santa Monica's beaches are nicer. A schizophrenic homeless person won't leave us alone - so I demonstrate my security guard honed skills and get him to move along. We go on to make an amazing sand castle. It is a master piece. I made us Chicken Fajita Burritos for dinner when we get home.
It has only been five days, but it feels like we're well into the second week.
We proclaim Thursday as the lazy day. I make us pancakes for breakfast. We have a chess tourney. The girls put on their china dresses, so we watch kung-fu movies. (Aubri is a big kung fu fan.) After lunch, we walk The Hollywood Walk of Fame. We find Snow White's star. She is Marissa's favorite princess. We see where the cast of Harry Potter put their hands, feet, and wands into the cement at the Grauman's Chinese Theatre. We rented some movies and had a movie/chess night. I made an Enchilada Casserole and we went on a nighttime walk around the neighborhood. It should be mentioned that in any free time between activities and during meals, chess is going on. It started on our first Thompson-McCowen shared vacation in Mexico... a chess rivalry unparalleled. Mark, Sade, and Roger are good matches and play sophisticated games. Sade has been working on his game with Roger since Mexico, in order to beat Mark fair and square. He's good, so Mark plays his best game against him. And today, Sade took him down in an honest win. Mark also gave Sade some tips and maneuvers to improve each stage of his game and today, Roger started losing consistently to Sade. A common phrase around the house was "good game."
It has been six days. Tomorrow will be the last.
So we ate Turtle Brownies for Breakfast. Mark and Sade resumed the chess war while Roger, Eva and I walked to a cool paper store, Pulp, and book store, Illiterature, across the street. Then, we dropped Roger and Eva at the famous Getty Museum while Mark and I took the kids to Malibu Beach. Mark and Sade sat in the shade while us girls played in the surf and went exploring the beach for treasures. This beach was steeper, so the waves appeared to be bigger than they were, giving the littler ones a better wave to ride without putting them in the water above their knees. We met back up and did movies and hamburgers back at the house.
It has only been seven days. It felt like a month of wonderful.

We woke up early, packed the van and said goodbye. I miss everybody already.
8.07.2007
silly human
We all like to think we are improving, getting wiser, less flawed as time passes.
We are all on a quest to make our lives meaningful, purposeful, or "happy."
We all want to matter.
Everything we do is because we get something out of it.
Our worst fear is that no one will care about us.
We are often so self-absorbed that we forget to care about those we care about and we fail to make them matter. And when we remember, we do it because it's the golden rule and it makes us feel better, and we hope they do it back to us.
7.28.2007
progress at work
My position is extremely unique and I am doing very non-traditional actuarial work that causes me to have direct interaction with upper layers of management. I have made a fine impression on a lot of people and have already seen some direct benefits.
- I am officially admitted to the Actuarial program now, which means that they are paying me to study and helping me with fees, seminars, etc. to help me pass subsequent exams (and reimbursing me for the one I just passed.)
- The VP in Corporate Risk Management has made a deal with my boss in Commercial to transfer me into his department at the end of the year. (I think I am not supposed to know this yet - but I am elated because I basically keep doing what I am doing - walking distance from my house - for good.)
- My promotion paperwork is in, so I get the Actuarial Assistant job title and a raise (I've been there <120>
I am trying to study for my second exam: Interest Theory and Financial Deriviatives. It's extremely hard to make the commitment necessary to master this stuff in 16 weeks. I made it on goal through week one. (Which is why I haven't posted anything.) My typical day involves working until 2:30. Coming home and studying until bed. Cooking and eating dinner and showering are the only short "breaks" from study I get. Weekends are: hang out with Mark until noon. Study until bedtime. (Obviously, given that I am posting this, I am a little more liberal with the breaks when I am studying for a 9 hour block.) I realized that if I put in enough effort to pass every exam on my first attempt from now on, I could be an "Associate" in three years. (That would be really exceptional - the average is 7 years - so reality probably lies somewhere in between.)
7.22.2007
phone
7.21.2007
calculating
Work is becoming routine and comfortable. The home is starting to feel lived in.
It is my greatest hope that someday I will be able to have a designated parking place. Those of you with garages or carports or assigned parking, hear me: You are living my dreams. Don't take it for granted.
I started studying for my next exam. It is 15 weeks away and I had to prepare a study schedule. I'm accountable to someone now for how much time I put in. I thought I put in a lot before, but I realize now that I was taking it easy. I have to do 400+ hours in 15 weeks. That means 20 hours outside of work per week. Hmmm.
I was supposed to do 6 hours today. I got a late start but I have a good method. I set a timer and work for an hour straight. Then, I set a timer and take 30 minutes and watch a movie or do something mindless. Rinse. Repeat. It's always hardest at first because the problems are so ridiculously complicated that when you are just learning the topic, it can be very demoralizing. But, once you can get down to solving problems within less than ten minutes without having to get help and actually get them right some of the time, it starts getting easier to sit down and do it. The hard part is the discipline to stay at it until then.
At the moment, I am trying to master a new calculator - which does things in ways I don't quite get. I press the [+] button expecting, nothing to happen until I enter the next number to add, and it treats it like an [=] and adds the last two numbers I entered, even though there was a different operator in between them. Actually, I don't know what it is doing. This is just a wild guess. All I know is that I don't know how to key it to get what I expect. I found a book on it... so I have some leisure reading.
7.19.2007
sometimes
Well, I guess it's exciting that I started a writing project. If I stick with it, I'll fill in the details here. So far it is just a 7-page fun little sci-fi story.
And Evan told me that I've reveals the depth of my nerd to him and now he can't see me any other way. I consider that an endorsement of character.
7.17.2007
injustice
I mean, if it broke before you washed it, you might be able to look on the bright side and say, "Terrific. That's one less dish to wash."
Instead, you have, "Crap. I just washed that darn thing. Now I have to clean it up, too." Hard to put a positive spin on that.
7.12.2007
7.11.2007
pumpkin
Much to my surprise, it was leftover thanksgiving yams. That's when you know that:
- you are so cheap that you freeze leftover yams from thanksgiving
- pickin's are slim in the freezer
- you need to clean out the refridgerator more often
- you might was well go to Jack-In-The-Box
7.10.2007
laugh
7.08.2007
hourglass
7.07.2007
funkR
7.06.2007
booyaw
"I just bet that if world peace breaks out someday, there'll be lots of parties around the world.
Then someone will get drunk and start a fight."
~ deep thought by some chic named Natalie
7.04.2007
two down. 28 to go.
7.02.2007
challenge
I am back to cycling, though and it feels great. I really don't know how I get along without it when I don't take the time.
7.01.2007
scrapping
All of the red paper is hand cut paper lace I designed and cut today....(please take a moment to view it large to see the delicate product of 10 hours of my time today.)
We finally broke down and just bought new batteries for the cell phones, which have been broken for ages and still waiting to ship back to us. So I talked on the phone catching up with everyone I've been missing for so long... (while I cut paper)
I also watched Michael Moore's new movie, "SICKO" about our countries healthcare mess. It was extremely funny and I think it will appeal to a broader audience than he usually attracts. So, I recommend watching it even if you don't like his stuff, usually.
6.27.2007
eavesdrop
WHITE GUY: So this club has a room with country music and a ghetto hip hop room. So there's something there for both of us.
BLACK GUY: (Enthusiastically) Dog. That's hype.
6.25.2007
you know what sucks?
I can't believe I actually get addicted to this kind of excruciating activity. I actually broke out some perscriptions and ice and heat.
This is a reminder to me why I can never. slack. off.
I've been posting a lot of pictures. I thought of taking one of my fat so we could all remember together what it looked like. But, I decided to spare you, dear reader. You're probably trying hard not to visualize right now. Well, I'm inspired by the big losers I know... Rach and Lindsey. Thanks for inspiring me guys.
6.23.2007
neat
Trader Joes. Red or Yellow Thai Curry sauce. Fat Free Spicy Black Bean Dip. Valpolicella Wine. Not necessarily all at the same meal.
Getting checks in the mail. (especially surprises.) And the wonderful people who send me money. (Feel free anytime.)
Scrapbooking magazines. Okay, scrapbooking anything.
Salesmen who can be talked down. (I'm a good talker-downer.) And having a gym membership. (yay. I'm back in the ranks of the less-lazy.)
Having great insurance for everything. (And not needing it.)
My husband. Who challenges me to be better each day. And lets me fail.
6.20.2007
art&craps


6.17.2007
romantic
Yesterday, I started the latest such thing: furniture. I am reviving an old rocking chair. I have this vision of what this poor thing will look like when I'm done - and it is really pretty. But right now, it is just a rotten stack of kindling in my living room. And I don't have any tools, so I don't know what I was thinking, because now I need to have a piece of wood cut. Am I really going to go buy a power tool for one project that I may never revisit again? I don't know. But I really love this chair for what it could be, and I feel like I've come so far...
The adventure started with killing it's residence. It was the home of a BIG black widow and her egg nest. (Had I known this... I might not have put it in my trunk and left it there for a week. I'm pretty afraid of poisonous creatures.) I cleaned, disassembled, stripped, and sanded the chair almost all day yesterday. Today, I window shopped for the fabric I want to upholster the seat with, and purchased the seat stuff. Much more work to do. But I like it (so far) as much as scrapbooking. The only thing is, I don't need power tools or a garage for scrapbooking. And paper is generally under a dollar a sheet. I could have bought a rocking chair already, and the little thing is only about half way done. I guess you pay for the hours and hours of fun.
6.16.2007
life
This one started with a gang member shooting me in the top of the head for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. For the rest of the dream, I was slowly dying.
My first thought was, "but I just finished college and he shot me in the brain." Irony. And it sort of felt funny, but it didn't hurt. And I thought, "so this is what dying feels like."
And then I felt a growing sadness as I flashed on, not my historical life, but all the treasures I have in life now... and all the wonderful moments I will miss.
I really love every moment in my experience. My dream made me feel nostalgic for what currently is. It was kind of a weird one, but deeply thought provoking.
6.11.2007
and i smell like one too.
I am 11111 years old (in binary).There is so much I would like to say about perhaps my most eventful birthday ever.
I will say, "Neener-Neener-Neener" and fill in the blanks for the confused at a later date.
Some highlights that are safe to mention: Aubri Kate and Marissa sang to me the birthday version that I look like a monkey... which was funny, because I had to climb out of a tree to take the birthday call, literally. It was a really neat experience. For the totally oblivious, I drove out to Arizona to spend the day with Evan and the evening with Jennifer.
6.07.2007
you can crochet anything
(Thank you "crafts gone bad" on Craftster)This is why I like scrapbooking.
I get embarassed admiting that it is my fave.
However, it will never be a tampon cozy. ever.
And unlike the very trash-able space taking crochet projects I've made in the past, I will never be able to throw away my scrapbooks. No matter how ugly I realize they are later.
(I realize the corrupt logic is that I just gave myself an excellent reason to put down the scissors and paper and make nice cozies to give all my sisters for christmas.)
6.02.2007
weekend fun
You know, the thing that is great about scrapbooks is that they only remember that you did something that was probably fun. They don't really remember the actual thing.Also, looking at this picure of Evan and me... I realized, I really love my awesome brother, Evan. I wish every day had a moment like that one it in. Evan - I really love you, bro.
5.30.2007
don't smack and drive
5.28.2007
paid holiday
I made up and cut that font out by Xacto and then painted the edges with craft paint. Helps me save my money for the KNK Elements (computer cutter).
I think we are going to make a run to the beach a regular thing. Even when we are just chillin' in our cot-chairs talking and watching the waves come in, it feels like time slows down, and like we have actually spent hours and hours interacting.

This relaxing thing is cool. I could get used to it. I better not though. At some point, I'm going to have to kick back in to study for the next exam before the lazy embeds itself too deep.
5.26.2007
cookie?
5.21.2007
no tests = time for relaxing
Both of these Arizona venues are worth the admission, by the way.
Also, lately I have become obsessive about naps. At lunchtime, I go nap in my car. I even found out that there is a nap-room on the first floor of my building (that no one else knows about - and everyone finds it odd that they are learning these things from the new girl.)So... that said: it is no small thing that on Sunday, I took a cot chair and a good book and took a nice nap in the sun in a park by the ocean. It was my idea of a perfect afternoon. (I finished the book, "Alice" and it was wonderland.)
hollywood is hot
an update of the kids
Is 10-years old this fall! He is a lot milder ever since the fire, but he still can go crazy and chase Kira all over the place. He makes non-cat-lovers reconsider. Mark recently discovered that he has become ticklish under his armpits. Now Mark tickles him non-stop and Kazi hates it, but loves his pets, so he gets really torn about whether to put an end to it. Watching them reminds me of when McKay used to tickle me until I thought I would pee my pants.
Just turned five but she thinks she is still a kitten. In both of these photos she is playing in a shopping tote that makes her insanely happy. Mark picked it up and swung it like the carnival zipper while she was in it and I flipped out and he said, "No, no, she likes it, see." -- and put the bag down. She jumped out and jumped back in and meowed like, "Do it again!"
5.20.2007
i guess i'm a girl afterall
And this one, too. (Only make mine calf-length, because I am not daring anymore.)

5.19.2007
we love peanut butter
melt in a saucepan for 3-5 minutes the following:
2 t creamy peanut butter
2 t soy sauce
1-2 minced or chopped garlic cloves
1/4 c water
1 t brown sugar
We drizzle it on herbed chicken kabobs and serve with rice, but you can put it on anything if you like it.
PB & Life Bars (i made this up)
toast some nuts. I used 1/3 cup of chopped walnuts and 1/3 c sliced almonds in butter flavored spray in a saute pan. Toss with
5 cups Life Cereal
1/2 cup broken preztels
Meanwhile, in a saucepan, melt:
1/8 c Light corn syrup
1 T honey
1/4 c fim packed brown sugar
4 T creamy peanut butter
1 t vanilla
1 package large marshmallows
Then mix the melted goo with the dry stuff and pressed into a well greased pan to set up overnight. A bar the size of a deck of cards is better for you than 1/3 of a candy bar.
If I had any chocolate in the house, I would have drizzled some on the top. But chocolate at my house is always a shortlived thing. I did have a snickers bar and thought heavily about chopping it into the recipe - and it would have been REALLY good, but I bought the candybar for Mark. So I ate half of it, and gave him the rest instead. That's how nice I am.
This is how domesticated I was today: I made a scrapbooking page, made dinner, did 9 loads of laundry, made marshmallow treats, washed the dishes, read 1/2 of "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and grocery shopped. Plus, I bought and ate half of the candybar. Okay. I'm feeling guilty.
As you can see... Mona does not know what to do with herself when she doesn't have to study. This is new. Who knows? Maybe tomorrow I will pick up my messes all over the house.
5.15.2007
i PASSED!

5.13.2007
Deep Thoughts by Marvin Minsky
Q: Usually AI refers to an exploration of the utilitarian uses of the brain, like understanding speech or solving problems. Yet so much of what humans do isn't clearly utilitarian, like watching TV, fantasizing, or joking. Why is all this behavior necessary?
Minsky: Watching sports is my favorite. Pleasure, like pain, is though of as being a sort of simple, absolute, innate, basic thing, but as far as I can see, pleasure is a piece of machinery for turning off various parts of the brain. It's like sleep. I suspect that pleasure is mainly used to turn off parts of the brain so you can keep fresh the memories of things you're trying to learn. It protects the short-term memory buffers. That's one theory of pleasure. However, it has a bug, which is, if you gain control of it, you'll keep doing it: If you can control your pleasure center, then you can turn off your brain. That's a very serious bug, and it causes addiction. That's what I think the football fans are doing - and the pop music fans and television watchers and so forth. They're supressing their regular goals and doing something else. It can be a very serious bug, as we're starting to see in the young people who play computer games until they get fat.
I think that there is some truth to that. I know that when I am really wrestling with learning new math, I feel very compelled to take frequent breaks to do things I really enjoy (like read Discover magazine and post to my blog.) And oddly, even though I spend more time in leisure than I do in study, it tends to be more productive than trying to sit still and just chug through study without breaks for long durations.
Important note #1: anything that brings with it pleasure has the potential of taking over the whole of your brain if it is endulged more than necessary to temporarily restore the mind.
Important note #2: the purpose of the brain is to learn.
5.09.2007
too much
Reason #1: Conferences are catered and there is a big pile of food you never let yourself have available every hour. Tarts, brownies, chocolate chip walnut bread, muffins... and the meals are over the top, too. Oh, and I never thought you could have too much coffee. But, I changed my position on that. If it is stout Seattle coffee and you are mixing it with real cream, chocolate milk, whipped cream, and chocolate shavings, you really should stop at one. Don't, I repeat don't, have six.
Reason #2: Conferences are so... I feel like I am being constantly schmoozed and marketed to by slick networking individuals. This is normal to everyone else, but it feels very slimy to me and I am way outside my comfort zone.
Reason #3: I miss Mark and feeling like everything is going to be okay and all the comfort and security that has been missing since we made this big move to Los Angeles... and being away by myself has really brought home how instable and scary everything really is. I feel like the child in the back seat screaming, "I wanna go home." Only, we don't have a home yet.
5.05.2007
mister, got any change?
~Andy Warhol
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This city is tough and the stakes are high. We're starting out with big hopes and taking big risks. It is very scary, but we're here and we're doing it. Right now, we are sort of asking ourselfs why, but that's another matter... and so it is what it is.
I got to have dinner with Dale and family from Utah last night. What a pleasant surprise to have them nearby. It makes me wish we were close enough to do that sort of thing all the time. One of the few things I really get homesick for is family dinner.
Off tomorrow to Seattle. First business trip ever. I'd be excited, but I can't take The Man, so walking around the city by myself doesn't hold the same allure as it would if we could afford to fly him up with me. I think I only like to travel because we have so much fun together. I guess I'll find out tomorrow if it is fun to do by yourself. (I guess if I found a cool scrapbooking store...)
4.30.2007
4.29.2007
TV
Also noteworthy is the HBO fictional series, BIG LOVE, about a prominant Utah businessman who is trying to hide the fact that he is a polygamist from the LDS majority and balance three families. I guess seeing the Utah culture is more exotic to me now that I am not in Utah, but it was interesting to see some familiar scenarios play out between the goodies and the jacks. (You Mormons who think the culture is not that different from main stream need to live outside of Utah for a period of time and associate more with nons. -- There's nothing wrong with being different. Embrace it.)
Also, keep in mind that these TV recommendations are coming from someone who does not get her TV from the box. (I don't even think it is hooked up.) Frontline episodes are often available streaming online and Big Love Season One is available on DVD, commercial free.
4.24.2007
the waging debate
So, here are the factors weighing in the respective categories... I'm tempted to give them a weight ratio, which probably falls into the nerd category.
Either:
I wear glasses.
I learn about science, technological developments, and study societal function
I listen to NPR, compusively - except for the Lake Wobegone bit.
I like sci-fi TV Shows, movies and mini-series.
I do not watch TV unless it is commercial free on DVD, and then very selectively. (Sorry Rachel... I gave up on SG-1 after I realized the obsurdity of either jeopardizing the human race and/or someone coming back from the dead in every single episode...too predictable. Let's have an episode where we meet a species that does neither of those things on at least one planet of the millions of permutations on the dial, and I'll watch it.)
I ♥ STNG
Nerd:
I ♥ math, and do problems for fun... often.
Belong to the Math Club
I ♥ logic puzzles.
I ♥ school and the process of learning.
I had a spiritual moment in Calc I.
I read Mark's subscription to Scientific American Mind.
Geek:
I ♥ paper and pens
I ♥ my $100+ calculator
I used to love to play Magic before my deck got lost.
I have common acquaintances who own swords.
I like the movies that everyone else hates and the music that no one listens to.
I think my knees are facing different directions, so my legs do not track along parallel lines.
Feel free to weigh in on this. Perhaps I have left off some glaringly obvious factor that casts the deciding vote?
4.15.2007
new addition
4.13.2007
4.11.2007
4.10.2007
life cycle
At age 4 success is . . . not peeing in your pants.
At age 12 success is . . . having friends.
At age 17 success is . . . having a drivers license.
At age 35 success is . . . having money.
At age 50 success is . . . having money.
At age 70 success is . . . having a drivers license.
At age 75 success is . . . having friends.
At age 80 success is . . . not peeing in your pants.
Things at the new job are getting into a routine. I'm learning and learning. I'm so glad I went to college.
We had a nice weekend. Jennifer, Lindsey K, and Stephanie were here from Arizona for a quick turn around trip and we did all the nice things in quick succession... the beach, beverly hills, dinners, sitting on the roof, hanging out late talking...
A little egg hunt in Scott's garden was a fun highlight.
4.03.2007
admissions of guilt
I am empowered with a lot of responsibility and the latitude to carry out said in any way I deem appropriate. Their expectations of me are a great compliment. On my end, I feel completely capable of meeting these grand demands. Which is why, in this craziness... I'm okay.
Not to mention a knock out new wardrobe. As they say, the suit makes the man.
The only thing that has really been hard is the mornings. Five AM comes very early, and tomorrow, Mark wants to drop me a few hours early so he can take the car... what does that mean? Three? (I set my own hours, but everyone in my department works 7am-4pm, so that has been my routine... in order to make use of their resources for my training.)
3.28.2007
boys and girls
We are 80% entrepreneurs (running our own side gig for money part or full time - I didn't count McKay because I don't know if he does, and I didn't count me because I don't currently - although I have plans to.) But we are 100% fixers.
Business owner: crafts / fixer of household items, Business owner: heavy equipment operation / fixer of metal, Business owner: salvage and heavy equipment / fixer of all things mechanical, Business Administrator / Fixer of dead animals, Mechanic / fixer of cars and computers, Data Operator / fixer of computers, Police Officer, Accountant / Fixer of messes and maker of handmade gifts, Statistician / Fixer of numbers, Security Guard/Student Nurse / Fixer of Cars and motorbikes.
If we had a lawyer, a banker, and a financial consultant, we could start a multi industry business strategy consulting firm.

















