It's been a while.  A loooong while.  I didn't intentionally give up blogging, but a lot happened.  Well, actually just one thing happened, but it had a huge impact on my entire life.

The Scene: Pat and I are lying in bed about to watch some Vin Diesel action flick.

Pat: There's something I need to tell you. About me.

Me: Oh?

Pat: I..... I'm George Washington's secretary.

Me: Huh. Hasn't George Washington been dead for a while?

Pat: I'm from the past. I was sent here into the future... to tell you... that you must go to Washington DC and talk to the scientists there!

Me: .........

Pat: You tell them that they have to go back into the past and bring me some coffee!

Me: I'm pretty sure they had coffee back then.

Pat: Yeah, but I don't want to go get it! You tell them! And tell them to bring me a donut! I want donuts! And they'd better be Krispy Kreme donuts! If they don't do it, George Washington is going to be really mad. But they don't get to call him George, only I do, 'cause I've worked for him for twenty-five years! I've worked for George since birth! You TELL them!

Me: .........um..........I have to go to the bathroom.

I quietly get up, slip over to the computer and log into Blogger.

Pat: I can hear you typing!

...and I have no brain function left to share with you.  I must jealously horde the last little bit to myself so I can make it through the work day.  A work day that will include handling a client whose house is closing sale in two weeks yet just managed to burn the hell out of his formica kitchen countertop, trying again in vain to figure out just WHO THE HELL I'm supposed to order title from on a bank owned property, and, my favorite, ceaselessly nagging my co worker to GIVE ME THE CONTRACT ON HIS NEW LISTING. YOUR PAPERWORK.  GIVE IT TO ME.  IT'S REQUIRED BY LAW.

I will also be combating the urge to write all my emails in caps.

However...

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This made me laugh!  Pretty much sums up my feelings on the matter.  

SleepyJane just asked me what my thoughts were on the fourth season of Supernatural, and I'm sorry to say it opened the floodgates.

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It was Friday night when I broke.

One thing I haven't done near enough of in my life is travel.

When I was much younger my family would take cross country road trips from Washington to the east coast to visit family, so I have seen quite a bit of the U.S. But as far as my adult life goes...

I went to Boston that one time?

There are so many places to see in this world, and no good reason not to see them. I had this idea in my head that travel was astronomically expensive, out of reach for a small town office drone like myself. Then my cousin flew out from Boston. Total price of his round trip tickets? Around $300.

I did some quick searching and found I could end up in a lot of places in the U.S. for under $200, and outside of the U.S. for under $600. Completely shattered the "traveling is WAY to expensive for ME" thought, and left me with a fair amount of excitement. Working on my finances for a month or two has freed up a surprising amount of money, and if I was so inclined, I could afford to head out of town right now.

My new plan is to try to take two trips a year. One within the U.S. and the other outside of the U.S. I'm not going to have any destination in mind, I'm just going to check around, find out where it would be cheapest to fly to, and head there for a few days to a week. I'll see places that I never would have chosen to visit, and while this may or may not be a good thing, at least I'll have seen them.

Most of my vacation time has been eaten up by taking days off here and there, then the week long vacation last week, but I plan to go somewhere random this fall. Maybe September or October.

It's going to be difficult for me. I've been described as a "homebody" on more than one occasion, and I can't in all honesty deny it. What can I say? I love sleeping in my own bed. But... there will really never be a better time to start seeing new places. I'm not married. I don't have children. I don't have major debt. And I don't want to be sitting in my rocking chair knitting socks when I'm eighty thinking to myself, "man, I wish I had actually done some of that stuff I talked about doing when I was younger."

It's within reach. Not necessarily within easy reach, but with a touch of planning and good financial management, definitely within reach. Now all that's left is to do it.

My cousin Jared and I. Good times. =)

Me: **hiccup** So what I'm saying is **hiccup** that you should really **hiccup** think about what**hiccup** ....I give up....

Pat: You sound like a poorly buffered internet movie.

Me: .......

I'm addicted to social networking sites.

There. I said it. The first step is admitting you have a problem, right?

It's been years since I joined good old Livejournal and Myspace to stay in touch with out of state friends. At first I cared very little about it and logged on sparingly, if at all. But... then I realized I could find people online that I hadn't spoken to in years. I found my cousins online. I met a man I dated for over a year online. And thus the addiction began to grow.

I think the growth of social networking on the internet is a wonderful and fascinating thing. We can keep in touch with many of our friends at once by a simple text to Twitter, we can find people we haven't seen in decades on Facebook, and we can connect with people across the globe with similar interests on a variety of sites. However, I do believe we're paying for our transition into this crazy online world by giving up a measure of basic human interaction. This doesn't mean I think we're all running around like introverted hermits with no social graces. We have friends, we have professional lives, we still make phone calls and get together for drinks. I think it's more a sense of closeness, a sense of community that we've lost or are losing.

Instead of going to a local bookstore and finding a book group to join, I looked online. Instead of seeking out a knitting group, I went online. Instead of calling my cousins, I'll write on their Facebook walls. I know I'm not alone in this.

This is a bit of nostalgia talking, but does anyone remember what it felt like to get an honest-to-God handwritten letter in the mail? When I was a kid, it was the best feeling in the world.

I hear people wailing about these drawbacks to living online pretty frequently. And really, all I have to say is that nothing is perfect. In gaining the ability to freely talk to and connect with people halfway across the planet at the drop of a hat, we have to sacrifice something.

Well...

This was originally intended to be a post in which I said "hey guys, LOOK LOOK here I am online! Come find me! I looooove online communities!" I guess I got a little carried away. ^_^

I'd love to know what your favorite networking site is, and where I can find you online! And now I'm curious if anyone else feels like they've lost something because they've spent so much time on the internet.

I can be found...

On Blogger (no way, bet you guys didn't know THAT!)


On Facebook

On Myspace

On Twitter

On Playfire

On Shelfari

On deviantART (tragically, it appears that somehow ALL my uploads got removed.... O_o)

On Last.fm

On Ravelry (knit & crochet community, invite only while it's in beta)

On Mog (still working on this one, but it pretty much looks awesome)

You haven't seen me at my professional best until you've seen me leave a message for someone I hate.

While Becca is a touch disappointed that there is simply nothing to be done about her huge nose, she does love her new haircut.

Ah, the Oscars... I have such a love/hate relationship with you.

Frequently I sputter in outrage over the movies selected to receive the prestigious awards. Frequently I cry out in frustration at the long acceptance speeches. Frequently, and this is my favorite part, I shriek in horror at OSCAR FASHION.

Yes, the only reason I watch the Oscars at all is honestly just to check out who is wearing the ugliest dress, and though Oscar Fashion was kind of boring this year, I had plenty to scream and avert my eyes from.

Behold my discoveries.

Amanda Seyfried may well have escaped my notice completely were it not for the giant bow in the middle of her dress. Without the bow, the dress would have been boring, but sometimes boring is the lesser of two evils.

Beyonce, your dress was as terrible as your performance. In fact, I don't even want to talk about it.

I really like Heidi Klum's shoes. I do not love her dress. The neckline sort of makes me feel like her dress wasn't quite finished yet, but she wore it to the Oscars anyway even though there were still a few seams that needed to be sewn. "I'm Heidi Klum!" she probably announced airily. "Everyone will think this is what it's supposed to look like, and I'll be stunning!" You are pretty neat, Heidi, but no, bad dress.

Jessica Biel gleefully snatched a curtain from her picture window and wrapped it around herself with a flourish while brandishing her empty wine bottle. "I'm going in THIS! I'll just tuck a table runner into it, and I'm ready to go!"

I think Marisa Tomei is a stunning creature. However, and you may not be able to tell from the angle of this photo, from the waist down her dress looks as though it was created by stapling a bunch of those fold-out paper fans together. TOO MANY PLEATS!

The next time Melissa George appears at the Oscars will be for her ground-breaking role as a mermaid. Seriously though... super skinny, tight, constricting dress suddenly exploding into a mass of tulle? No.

Miley Cyrus.... if I never hear her name again I'll die a happy woman. I'll also die a happy woman if I never have to see this dress again. I just... I don't even know what to say about it, except.... EWWW.

I actually think Penelope Cruz looks lovely. Lovely if she were at her own vintage wedding. Which, if I may point out, she is not.


Sarah Jessica Parker. How I loathed you in Sex and the City. How I have often scoffed at your clothing, and true to form, last night was no exception. I am somewhat grateful to you, however, for your attempt to look like a fairy princess with smashed boobs bulging out of your dress certainly gave me something to laugh about. (Seriously, you can't tell so much in this picture, but the boob bulge was BAD.)


Now I don't actually know who Vanessa Hudgens is (or even how to spell her name) but I do know that the random sprouting of feathers and whatsits from her chest, paired with the boufy (shut up, that's a word!) bottom, really make this dress a piece of work. A piece of burn it in a bonfire work.

Now that I've insulted several famous women on their choice of outfit, I'd like to turn to the actresses that I thought looked amazing:

Although I was not fond of (and by "not fond of" I mean "hated with a firey passion") Amy Adam's necklace, I thought her dress was stunning. Dramatic, flattering, and interesting without looking weird from any angle. Lovely.

I heard Freida Pinto caught a lot of flack for wearing this dress because it was "too old for her". To be honest I can kind of see where the nay-sayers are coming from, but the color is so gorgeous on her, the lace is so pretty, and it has such an awesome sari-like feel to it, that I say good job.

This is Harvey Weinstein and Georgina Chapman. I don't know who Georgina Chapman is, but her dress is awesome. It reminds me of some crazy tapestry or maybe an awesome rug. I know it sounds weird, but I really like that dress!

Natalie Portman is a wee, petite sprite of lovely. I'm not 100% crazy about the color, but I just love the overall look.

Most everyone at the Oscars feel into three catagories: LOVE IT, GROSS, and BORING. There were a few, however, that I simply couldn't figure out how I felt about.

I think Jennifer Aniston is quite pretty, even if she's never been one of my favorite actresses (and MY GOD I hated 'Friends'!) but I think her dress is okay. It's the hair that's making me nuts! Elegant, fairly simple dress, with that hair! I just... I don't know.

Kate Winslet could show up at the Oscars wrapped in a shiny black trashbag with thigh high hooker boots and I would still comment on how gorgeous she was. But still... I'm not crazy about the dress. And again with the hair! You can't really see it in this picture, but it totally ruined everything. With great hair I'm pretty sure I would have liked the dress.

Taraji Henson has an awesome name and an awesome necklace. However, I can't decide if I adore her dress, or if it looks like someone ran in circles around her really fast with a roll of paper towels.

Lastly, there is always a person or two who you love because they're so crazy, and you secretly hope they'll show up wearing something bizarre.

Mickey Rourke, the only man who stands out enough in a crowd to warrant making it into my blog post. How I adore you and your craziness!

As far as award show getup goes this is tame as far as Tilda Swinton is concerned. But... it's TILDA SWINTON! I both worship her, and am sort of scared of her.

And so ends Oscar Fashion 2009 with Becca. I missed the Oscars last year, but I did cover Oscar fashion in 2007. The formatting broke when I transferred it from Wordpress, there are typos, and the writing is poor, but you get the idea.

Until next year!

*Photos were jacked from here: http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2009/02/oscar_red_carpet.html

I know it's time for a haircut when my mom has been haranguing me about it for about a month, and throwing it, still damp, into a ponytail before I go to work starts to seem acceptable. Happily, my delightful 19 year old sister has contracted a friend of hers to cut my hair today.

Fortunately this friend isn't some random 20 year old with grand aspirations and a pair of dull scissors just waiting to butcher a haircut. This friend went to haircutting school*, has been working for a while at an upscale salon, and gave my sister one of the best haircuts she's ever had, so I have faith in her abilities.


But.


I have guilt. Serious guilt.

I've been going to the same hairdresser for years. And by years I mean that I've been visiting her whenever my hair starts to look like an encounter with a weed whacker would do it some good since I was a child. This will be the first time ever I've had someone other than Belinda cut my hair. I feel like I'm betraying her, especially in this tricky economic time when it's more important than ever to keep loyal clients.

But this girl, Caroline's friend... she's coming to my house to cut my hair, which means I don't have to try to get off of work early. And, umm, haircutting house calls. How could I resist?

I may have trouble sleeping tonight, but I'll just keep repeating haircut house call, I'm saving gas money, haircut house call, I'm saving gas money...

Nope, not helping. Guilt. I have it.

*I actually have no idea where people go to school to learn how to cut hair. I guess it's not called "haircutting school", but you get my point. ^_^

It's Friday and I'm suffering from sleep deprivation at the tail end of a long week. I had a couple of ideas for a real post but couldn't seem to concentrate on writing any of them. Apparently I have the attention span of a gnat this morning. So instead of a post with actual content, we have Bits and Pieces!

I meet with my grandmother every payday to work out a budget and go over my finances (I'm profoundly grateful that she's willing to act as my financial advisor, 'cause God knows I need the help!). This payday I came within $0.50 of my planned budget. It feels absolutely incredible to be so on top of things. Go me!

It's a skimpy Bits and Pieces posts, but I've got nothing else.

Except...

Happy Valentine's Day!

*Silly spellcheck, of COURSE 'badassness' is a word!