the journey of a thousand words begins here

yes, i’ve moved again. this time hopefully it’ll be final. my new blog is www.vandolson.net/~cady/blog, so update your links!

10 plans for the summer
1. lose weight
2. do more decorating around the house
3. muck around in atlanta with joe
4. go to the zoo
5. go to six flags
6. go to white water
7. go to the shakespeare tavern
8. swim
9. get a tan
10. make a dent in paying things off

today i went grocery shopping. the cashier asked to see my license after i gave her my check, then asked me when it expires. “in march 2005,” i say. “that was two months ago,” she says.crap. i’ve been driving with an expired license for two months.
that’s when i start to flip out.
i went home, got my lease and drove over to the friendly dmv office. after waiting for about 10 minutes i finally get up to the first employee and give her my lease and tennessee license. “i need to get a new license,” i say.
dmv lady: i need a certified copy of your birth certificate
me: a certified copy?
dmv lady: yes
me: where do i get that?
dmv lady: where were you born?
me: baltimore, maryland
dmv lady: then you’ll have to call baltimore and have them send you one
me: well i really need a license today. can i show you my social security card?
dmv lady: no
me: my copy of my birth certificate?
dmv lady: no
apparantly my birth certificate isn’t enough proof that i was, in fact, born in the united states. after spending about an hour trying to get a hold of someone at the dmv (they never answer their phones) i called the state office and was told that my copy of my birth certificate will work, as long as it’s the original and has the seal on it. that’s all they had to tell me in the first place.

You’re Maine!
Wild and untamed, you have a vibrant and independent spirit. Most of your
time is spent contemplating yet another way to market lobster to the rest of the world.
This makes you feel at sea from time to time, or even unable to see the forest for the
trees. Everyone thinks your hometown is a much more famous town on the other side of the
world, but you vaguely enjoy the confusion and the secrecy that results from this. After
all, every town everywhere has a street you like to think is named in your
honor.

Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

yes, last saturday joe won the worst lamp ever in a silent auction. we were at a fundraiser for the aids alliance in bartow county, which joe helped organize, and we found several things we wanted to bid on in the silent auction. i won a great package: bath salts, a candle, a spa gift certificate and a gift certificate to a restaurant. joe isn’t allowed to have his lamp out when anyone’s over. he bid on, and won, a jeff gordon touch lamp. awful doesn’t even do this lamp justice. i’ve never seen anything like it. once he takes a picture of it i’ll post it on here. it’s a touch lamp with jeff gordon’s picture on all the glass panes. everyone who saw his name on the bid sheet kept coming up to us and asking, “you don’t really want that, do you?” i’m still rolling my eyes about it.

my kitchen is slowly becoming less sterile. on saturday, joe and i hung some paintings i bought (i’m sure he’ll comment about my using the “we” here. hehe). i also now have a baker’s rack, which my parents found for $27 as opposed to the typical $150 or so. we’re thrifty shoppers once i replace the glass in the frame for the “where the wild things are” picture we had in the house when i was a child, i’m going to hang that as well. i always liked that picture. i’ll post a picture of my work-in-progress later.

onesome: this–is the one thing you need to get finished today! what would that be?
cleaning. blech!

twosome: and a– project you’d like to get started on this weekend would be?
hanging my new pictures in my kitchen

threesome: day–scenario: tomorrow is suddenly ‘your day’–school is out, the kids are covered; you’re shift is handled at work; you have no obligations! …and you have gas and spending money. what are you going to do with your time?
oh my gosh that’s a scary scenario. i’d be at the mall. all day. doing lots of shopping.

yes, i think that is what every follower of baseball is saying. why, you may ask? because my boys, the baltimore orioles are kicking ass this season. yes, thanks to players like miguel tejada and brian roberts, my boys are now first in their division. after being at the bottom of the standing for . . . well for so long i can’t remember when they weren’t . . . they’re now making us baltimorans proud. and, as an added bonus, the yankees are fourth. woo hoo! (i apologize now to any yankees fans). i love baseball!

what to do…
what follows is a list of different occupations. you must select at least five of them. you may add more if you like to your list before you pass it on (after you select five of the items as it was passed to you). of the five you selected, you are to finish each phrase with what you would do as a member of that profession. then pass it on to three other bloggers.

If I could be a scientist… i would create a cure for diseases like cancer and also one for ra so i could heal kate and me.

If I could be a farmer…

If I could be a musician…

If I could be a doctor…

If I could be a painter…

If I could be a gardener…

If I could be a missionary…

If I could be a chef…

If I could be an architect…

If I could be a linguist…

If I could be a psychologist…

If I could be a librarian… i would spend time reading the plethora of books in my library

If I could be an athlete…

If I could be a lawyer…

If I could be an innkeeper…

If I could be a professor…

If I could be a writer… if i could be a better writer i’d write a book.

If I could be a backup dancer…

If I could be a llama-rider…

If I could be a bonnie pirate…

If I could be a midget stripper…

If I could be a proctologist…

If I could be a TV-Chat Show host… i would do shows that weren’t only paternity tests and “dirty little secrets.”

If I could be an actor…

If I could be a judge…

If I could be a Jedi…

If I could be a mob boss…

If I could be a backup singer…

If I could be a CEO…

If I could be a movie reviewer…

If I could be a mob boss…

If I could be a monkeys uncle…

If I could be a CSI…

If I could be a computer nerd… i would would be an expert at html

If I could be a Kindergarten teacher…

yay, so now it’s my turn…
i’m tagging stacey, kate and mi charla. wooooo!

i saw this on sque’s blog and thought it was adorable so i got one as well!

well julius is healthy once again. it took two shots at the vet and probably about 10 minutes or so to finally get him to stop fighting and swallow a pill, but he’s no longer congested. the doctor today said his throat is red, which could be why he still has no voice. i’m just happy that he can breathe again.

1. how do you find out which performances are in town and at which venue?
i check online or in the newspaper
2. how do you buy your tickets (i.e. online, box office, eBay)?
at the box office if it’s nearby; otherwise, online.
3. do you have copies of seating charts you refer to or just accept what’s offered?
i ask which seats are where, unless i can find a seating chart online
4. which is most important: seating location or hearing the music live?
seating location.
5. which venue, if any, do you absolutely refuse to see a performance at?
i’ve loved ever venue i’ve been
6. do you dine at the venue or eat prior to the performance and why?
if it’s a sporting event i’ll eat at the venue; otherwise, we normally eat either before or after.
7. do you attend performances with certain folks only?
either my family, joe or friends
8. which items are standard accessories/must haves for any performance?
there are none. i either go to plays/musicals, concerts or sporting events.
9. do you buy merchandise/souvenirs?
yes
10. what’s the most you ever spent for a ticket (one ticket) and which performance?
probably either for phantom of the opera or cats. both were worth every cent.
11. how far will you drive for that performance you just can’t miss?
depending on what it is, probably several hours.

joe and i got take out from outback saturday night because we just wanted to hang out at home and watch a movie. they put our food in paper bags and i thought, the boys would love to play with one of these. so i put on on its side on the floor, put aj in it and they just went at it. julius decided he wanted to go inside it too, but when he did he stuck his head and one leg through the handle. he flipped out and tore through the kitchen, back through the living room and upstairs. i’ve never seen a cat run so fast. aj and joe were right behind him. i went upstairs and found joe trying to coax julius out from under my bed. he’d ripped the bag when he ran out of the office toward my bedroom, and part of the bag with the handle was still dangling from his neck. we were afraid he’d choke himself, so we dragged him out to get it off.
after the movie, i went upstairs looking for aj and found him huddled under my bed, where he’d been since the incident with julius. when joe came up, aj freaked out and ran from him. we think he got scared seeing julius flipping out like that (maybe thought he was going to die?) and since joe was chasing julius trying to free him linked joe to the incident. we got him out and put him on the bed and petted him and talked soothingly to him until julius walked in and we could say, “see, he’s ok. julius is alright.” after that he was back to his crazy little self.

i just got back from taking julius to the vet. they think he may have a virul infection, so he got a shot today, he’ll get one tomorrow and they want to check him again monday. if he’s not better by then (i.e. he can breathe, doesn’t sneeze and has a voice again) they said they’ll have to try something else.
julius didn’t take to the vet’s office too well. when the nurse pulled him out to take his temperature, he gave me a look as if to say, you didn’t say we were coming HERE. he ran back into his cat carrier (usually i have to push him in it) after his temp was taken (really can’t blame him for this one) and was straining to see out the window through the holes in the side. i tried to pull him out so he could actually look out the window, but he firmly planted his four legs against the sides. he wasn’t going anywhere.
when the doctor came in, julius ran under my chair and eyed the door, trying to quickly concoct his escape plan, so the doctor calls him “the cat who wants to travel to atlanta.” oh my poor boy…thermometer, claws clipped and a shot. no wonder he’s so mad at me now.

hmmm…maybe i picked the winner too quickly. now there’s a tie again. well, if the dalton chronicles gets more votes by the end of today then i’ll change it.