MySpace Blogs – November 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
adieu adieu to you and you and you
Good-bye decaying celings.
Good-bye 1950’s fridge.
Good-bye cut-out in the bathroom door.
Good-bye upside down light switch in the bedroom.
Good-bye claw foot tub.
Good-bye living on the third floor without a buzzer to let people in.
Good-bye sticky kitchen faucets that take a strong man to drip water.
Good-bye furnace facing the wrong direction to keep anything warm.
Good-bye apartment with only two electrical fuses, one of which that controls everything but half the kitchen.
The Huz and the Parakeet tend to make the best of things; to bloom where they are planted. So they have honestly enjoyed their time on Albany Ave. But it felt surprisingly good to say good-bye to their home of the last two-and-a-half years.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Well, one play closes and another opens – in January.
The Parakeet is real glad to be working with The House Theatre of Chicago once again. Rehearsals are gearing up (and about to take a break and gear up again). She has been way tired and beaten up by other stupid things in life (read: moving, car in shop, traveling plans) to give the prep full attention, but spent some real time yesterday and today investigating her multiple characters.
She has been revisiting the cheer days of 92 and 93 with some nostalgia and a bit of embarassment. Maybe soon she’ll even share with the cast what she has already shared with the world wibe web.
Because of the move, she went through lots of old things and found the pin Pop Warner gave her on receiving that $100 Savings Bond scholarship. If any of you dear readers knew her back then and have some pics, it would be great if you could send them on.
For her other character, she is remembering nights spent with her brother under a teepee in the living room. Does every child play indian? Their teepee was purple. Or does the Parakeet just love purple so much that it clouds all her memories?
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
well well well
Category: Travel and Places
The Parakeet does not have rehearsal tonight or tomorrow night. She and the Huz have some friends coming over to watch LOST tonight AND they leave for a vaca/wedding in Dallas on Friday morning.
So…with all this fun ahead and not so much “go, go, go” the Parakeet is treating today, Wednesday, dangerously like a Friday. She got up and dressed casually for work. She is thinking about shopping. She is having trouble focusing on the accounts at her job. It feels like weekend.
And, well, it feels good.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The Customer Service Numbers the Parakeet has had to call in the past two weeks:
1. Sprint Nextel
5. Grossinger Autoplex (maybe the worst)
6. USPS (another contender for worst)
7. Canon (very helpful, actually)
8. AON Warranty (these guys can say so much without answering a question)
9. Enterprise (as a result of course of AON and Grossinger)
All of this leads her to believe, she’s become a little too entrenched in consumer culture. Why does she have so much stuff that needs ‘serviced’?
she found the badge to get her into work without three people’s signature and a password.
she found toothpaste.
she found her lexicon set.
she found brown shoes.
she found 90 minutes for a nap.
she has not found a shower rod or sweaters or silverware. she has not yet found her sanity.
p.s. the fancy new couch is still in the basement, ugh.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Earlier in the week, when the apt was a bit more chaotic, the Parakeet had quite a few “Lucy” moments. Recalcitrant objects began to throw up their ugly heads and win – really.
She came home Sunday from the obligatory trip to Target (after a move isn’t this always what happens). She put some frozen something in the oven and sat down to breathe for a second. She flipped on the TV to read an error message from Tivo. Your line could not dial out. Oh man, the Huz is gonna flip if the “sunday shows” don’t record. She tried to fix the problem repeatedly; changing the dial-out number at least four times before just selecting the button that said ‘try again later’.
She then sat down with one of the only pieces that broke in the move; a ceramic red and purple dish to hold dip or something. She began to super glue the missing piece back together when the smoke alarm went off. The volume nearly knocked her out of her chair.
With her thumb stuck to her forefinger (literally), she grabbed a potholder from the kitchen, drug a chair under the smoke alarm, stood on it and began waving frantically until the noise subsided.
There are days when everything goes smoothly. She just hasn’t had one in a while. But she will, and when that day comes, she will not take it for granted
Monday, November 13, 2006
Category: Romance and Relationships
The Huz and the Parakeet went out Saturday night. They showered and dressed up and went to a nice, quiet dinner. It was WONDERFUL. They both couldn’t stop talking about it. Which means that they don’t do it enough or they are just really appreciative. Service was good, food was excellent, conversation and company superb.
They have let the little things ( like re-painting old apts, car in the shop with possibly a broken engine, and no radiators in the new apt) really get to them and it was nice to take a break.
They both could use a whole bottle of CHILL pills. And a big ol’ beer to swallow them with, of course.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
chillin maxin relaxin all cool
Category: Travel and Places
Well, the Parakeet is like a new bird.
She and the Huz spent three days back in their former stomping grounds of Dallas this past weekend.
It was so fun – they can’t stop talking about it.
They stayed in a really nice hotel with lots of friends from as far as Seattle and Toronto and as near as Chicago (but for some reason had to go to Dallas to hang out).
They relaxed all days and partied all nights. They ate and drank and dressed up and Had a Fabulous Time.
After a fun rehearsal barbecue dinner for two of their favorite people and a spectacular wedding complete with mashed potatoes in martini glasses, they made it to Chuy’s for one of the Parakeet’s favorite things in Dallas: Tex-Mex Brunch with $2 bloody marys. Since they all had to be out of the hotel by noon, this was just what the doctor ordered. Doctor Taylor, that is.
Anywho, with just enough time to get the rental car situation situated (dont ask) the Parakeet and Huz leave tonight for Kentucky. Tomorrow they will hike the caves that are Mammoth and then head to Tennessee where after they eat turkey that will likely be deep-fried, they will hike mountains that are smoky.
Ahh, National Parks. Super exciting.
The Parakeet is super excited.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
after nine hours in the car today, the huz and parakeet took a long walk through their neighborhood and then crashed on the couch to catch up on three episodes of Gray’s Anatomy. oh, they were so good! Sooooo good. Gray’s. She can’t get enough of Gray’s.
Monday, November 27, 2006
if only the parakeet was as happy as this baby every day…what are they showing him?
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
FOOd, glorious FOOd
Category: Food and Restaurants
Well, the turkey wasn’t deep-fried, BUT there was also a Ham and Chicken ‘n Dumplings. Yumm…and I think officially the best sweet potatoes the Parakeet has ever tasted. Because instead of marshmallows on top, there was this cripsy brown-sugar butter stuff that was soooooooo good. There was chocolate cake and pumpkin pie, but by then the Parakeet was really too stuffed to enjoy it. While it may seem counter-intuitive to Thanksgiving, there was also an amazing salad with walnuts and apples and poppyseed dressing. The Parakeet was quiet with occasional “mmms” and “huhs” throughout the dinner. In fact, even the children were still for a bit. Kids love dumplings, she discovered.
One of the Huz’ cousins brought some creamed spinach and some rosemary bread. He has long dark hair which on T-giving he wore in a ponytail that hung down his back. They don’t see him much. The Parakeet was just meeting him and the Huz’ sisters’ kids had not met him either. When the Parakeet’s niece, age 4, ate a few bites, she turned to her mother and said, “That Indian makes some good bread”.
Before she could laugh but definitely blushing, niece’s mama apologized and explained to the little girl that her cousin was not an Indian (or Native American)- he just had long hair.
Oh man, too funny.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
The Parakeet is starting to think things may be coming up Roses after all….
The camera came back from Warranty Repair in working condition at no cost AND their name is finally on the mailbox and they got a huge stack of mail yesterday (the last three weeks apparently).
So, if the dealership could just finish the work on that cylinder and the warranty would pay for all of that ………and if the security deposit from the s*#thole apt would arrive ….it would all be taken care of. And they could just live.
Roses, Roses, peeps………..Roses.
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