Monday, July 31, 2006

Evaluating the Three-Dimensional World

I've spent a great deal of time of the road this month. A few weeks ago I drove to Indiana to fetch my young'uns and visit with my old crew. I spent the first evening running the town with my friend Jo. When I pulled up in front of her house and she threw open the door, years of being miles apart faded instantly. She had the same smile, the same laugh, and was (with a few self-improvements) the same girl I love with my whole heart. We quickly played catch-up and began tossing back the drinks (Mich Ultra for me, Jim Beam and Coke for her). Three a.m. came up so fast I still don't know what hit me. I hugged her for all I was worth and left.

I woke up Sunday morning and drove through my sleep hometown looking for a decent cup of coffee. Some things never change it seems, as the only brew to be found was at a 7-11. Sunday afternoon I was able to catch exactly 90 minutes with another dear friend before I was forced back on the road to Florida.

Yesterday I returned from a shorter drive to the mountains to see my husband's family. Marrying into this family is very much like hitting the lottery. There was, of course, much wine flowing over the course of the weekend, with the intermittant martini thrown in for good measure. There was more laughter, lots of ribbing, and even some "serious" talk when the opportunity arose.

This morning I woke in my own bed, surrounded by all the people in my immediate family that I love and cherish. The coffee was sitting on the bed stand beside me, a habit my husband took on early in our courtship. I threw some laundry in the wash and started the process of returning to reality. As the fog lifted and the day broke through my brain, I came to the conclusion that my reality is missing something very important: Friends who don't live halfway across the country.

This is Funky, and that is all.

Sunday, July 23, 2006


Doesn't even begin to describe life since the kids got home. I'll hopefully be able to start posting again soon. I just wanted to say hi!
This is Funky, and that is all.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

For Cyberia Residents Only - Updated

This post is pinned to the top. For updates, scroll down.

Please let me know via comment if you're still interested in having your character updated. After a long hiatus from the Sims Blog Adventures in Cyberia, I am playing again!

I've heard from some of you, and I've made a couple updates to story lines. I'll get to the rest of you soon!

The REST rest of you, read on below ;)
This is Funky, and that is all.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Red, Red Wine


Whoa... would ya look at the time? It's like... well, it's past my bedtime. But I promised myself I would relax and enjoy this lovely glass of Beaujolais before cashing in this day. (No, it's NOT Nouveau. What kind of wine snob do you think I am?)

So I'm listening to Lucy Woodward, and I'm listening to Saving Jane, and some of the others that were recommended to me. By the way... if you got the hint and picked up on the theme of WOMEN vocalist who were basically treated like shit all through high school and into early adulthood, AND still occassionally hurt like hell remembering... AND still get their panties in a wad because they're forced to get along in a world that perpetuates the traditions of cliques and status, DING DING DING you win the prize. Yes, that's what I'm going for. That's what I need to be hearing right now.

So I thought it would be lovely to check in with you fine kids and let you know where I'll be until I'm back in the saddle again.

Basically, for the rest of this week, I'll have my head shoved firmly up my ass. I'm doing my damnest to get the house in order before I get in my car and drive all fuck to Indiana to pick up my kids. It's like this: get in the car, drive for a fucking millenia, pick up the kids, and drive the fuck back. For all the fucking, you'd think it's a joy ride, but it's not. Between now and next week, I'm either cleaning, or driving. Oh for joy.

Occassionally you may find me at Cyberia, for those of you who have characters. The rest of you will just have to catch me on the flip side of next week.

Shit. Glass is empty. Say goodnight, Gracie.

This is Funky, and that is all.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

I'm a Bad Blogger

But I'm okay with that...mostly.

When I started blogging I did it to keep in touch with friends and family. I did it to write. Then I started getting comments.

Suddenly I wanted to be a blog star. It was all about the comments. It was all about finding new bloggy friends.

Then the roof caved in. I had to reach out and get my real life back.

Now I'm addicted to television, which is far more healthy, don't you think?

But I never shut down the blog because I still want to keep in touch with friends and family. And I still want to write.

So I'm really sorry if I don't visit those of you who still comment. I mean, sometimes I do, but not often. And not because I don't care. Mostly because I just don't sit in front of my computer for hours at a time. I've lost the desire to be a mouse potato.

This blog will remain, for me, for those of you who are friends and family and want to see what's going on in my life, whenever something is going on that is. If you need to stop coming around, it won't hurt my feelings. I'm a big girl now, and I know how the blogosphere works.


So what's going on right now? I'm trying to relish my last weekend sans responsibiliy. I'm heading out next weekend to fetch my kids from their dad's house. Very soon I will put my chauffer cap back on, open up the personal ATM I call my purse, and frantically search for last minute school supplies at 11:00pm at night. I will put on my referee jersey and break up fights. But I'll also giggle over a great South Park episode, and I'll discover new music as it floats out the crack under a bedroom door. I'll see more smiles, take more pictures, and the house won't feel quite as big as it does now.

Speaking of music and fetching babies, I'm getting ready to make a very very very long drive next weekend, so I'm searching for new music. I've discovered the following:

Holly Brook
Saving Jane
Imogen Heap
The Veronicas
Lucy Woodward
Chantal Kreviazuk
Antigone Rising

Now look over the list carefully and tell me, noticing a strange pattern, what else I should know about before I hit the road. Hit me with all your suggestions, keeping in mind that Saving Jane is now my anthem band. Keep in mind that I believe Paula Cole knows what it's like to be me. Keep in mind that Jessica Simpson makes my ears bleed. Keep in mind that I don't care to hear how happy a man is when he finds a sexy woman to love. Whatever.

This is Funky, and that is all.