Life in the Cheese Drawer

i went to jeff’s the day after thanksgiving and had the dude draw me a tree, and it just wasn’t doing it for me. plus it would cost $200. so i decided that if i’m going to have something tattooed on me and i’m gonna spend that kind of money, i’d prefer that i draw it. so i drew this tree using a trunk of a tree in a pic i liked as a basis. i’m not too worried about the leaf part of it since it will just be shading, but what do you think of the trunk? are the roots too creepy looking? it’ll be small, maybe 2″-3″ tall total.

ETA: megan, i DID get your message. my phone was still on silent from seeing bruce! i think the music note is a cute idea!

angie’s pregnant. and won’t stop talking about it! i don’t need to know that her cervix is a centimeter smaller than most and she’s having 4 ultrasounds in the next month and she needed a flu shot because her immune system isn’t up to snuff while preggers. she called me today to give me an “update”. not only do i not need to know, i don’t really care!
there’s a reason i’m NOT pregnant. and if i DO get pregnant, i won’t be talking about it nonstop every time i talk to someone.
so how do you politely tell a person that all they talk about is their pregnancy and that that really isn’t all i want to hear about? 🙁 it’s not like i can just, not talk to her for another 6 months… 🙁
i feel like a bad friend, but goodness!

i went to go check out the antique depot thing on the intersection of 23 and I-94 today for a second time. parking was crazy, so i ended up pulling up on the side of a gravel road alongside the building. i was in the store for about half an hour or so, went out, and a black audi had parked in the MIDDLE of the gravel road. who does that? oh yeah, arrogant audi owners.
anyway, i went in the store, which has no paging system, and the employees on the floor had to walk around and ask if anyone owned a black audi. i went out by my car and waited. for 20 minutes. i went back in and asked someone if they had found the owner, and she seemed surprised that no one had found anyone yet, so she went back to asking.
so i went back out to my car again. 10 minutes later, the owners of a pick-up hauling a trailer came out, and since they were parked beside me, once they pulled out, i could get out. he was close to hitting the audi when he was backing out, and part of me hoped he would leave a lovely mark on the side of the audi. oh well. he knew what he was doing.
so, here’s my advice when parking in a madhouse: don’t be a dick. i waited a HALF AN HOUR before i got out of the parking lot.

relatively speaking, i’m not that old. i don’t feel old particulary. when i see my grey hairs, i’m kinda proud of them and think they add some depth to my hair. i don’t necessarily feel the effects of having passed my physical prime (yet).
but my hands. they get me every time i look at them. they are not as smooth and lovely as they used to be. they are 30-year-old hands and they are in front of me ALL THE TIME. i can’t not look at how my skin wrinkles over my knuckles and creases along my fingers, then puckers up when i straighten out my fingers. i can’t not notice the uneven skin tones along my knuckles. it’s really disconcerting.
and because i haven’t done one of these in a looooong time, here’s a quiz!

What Your Home Says About You

You come across as very intellectual. People take your wisdom seriously. Your hygiene is passable, but you may be hiding some dirty secrets. You are a very domestic person. You enjoy decorating, cooking, and making things homey. You are not a nurturing person by nature, but you can easily take care of someone you truly love. You feel settled in your life. You have enough time to focus on little details. You are a somewhat self sufficient person. You can do fine on your own if you have to. Your friends see you as courageous, dynamic, and bright.