Thursday, January 24, 2008

It's a medical emergency! Quick, call Mary-Kate!

Who in the hell would call Mary-Kate Olsen when someone's life is on the line?

According to the latest on Heath Ledger's untimely death, he evidently died in the afternoon.

The housekeeper heard him snoring at 1:00 pm, when she was changing a lightbulb in his room, so all was well, evidently.

THEN . . . "At 2:45 p.m., the massage therapist showed up for Ledger's appointment, knocked on his door and got no answer. She later noticed Ledger was unconscious and called actress Mary-Kate Olsen, whose number was programmed into Ledger's cell phone, to seek advice, police said."

Uhhhhh, what?

My buddy Kirk surmised that maybe the masseuse was a Full House fan. Maybe that's the way it went down. Maybe Heath was already stone-cold dead, and the masseuse was star-struck.

I can just imagine that conversation, "Uh, hi . . . you don't know me, but (ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmyGOD!!) I'm here in Heath Ledger's bedroom (trying to contain squeals of delight) and um, I saw your name, like, on his phone, and um . . . I KNOW, he is so HAWT! but, um, anyway, he's like, blue or something. (pause) Yeah, blue. Is that bad? (pause) So . . . Do you ever talk to Uncle Joey?"


Tuesday, January 8, 2008

2007 - The Recap

Alrighty . . . I think the last remnants of NYE have departed from my system, so I can objectively conduct a year in review . . . the good and the bad:

The Good

We saw the end of 2 (count 'em 2!) monthly car payments

I made some progress getting my house in order (dining room, clutter)

I got a promotion at work and I finally got my own office

Hub got a promotion and nice raise at work

We made more time for fun with old and new friends this year

The kids made new friends in the neighborhood

We made healthier choices this year - Hub lost a ton of weight, I monitored my sugar better, son started baseball, daughter became more active and we set up a home gym

We enjoyed a nice family vacation in Myrtle Beach

The Bad

My mom's cancer came out of remission

Secrecy, bad judgement and mistakes caused alot of needless pain this year

The saga of extended family dysfunction continued on its path

We didn't win the lottery

All in all, not bad.

I had a dream . . . .

. . . last night.

Which is sort of strange, because I really NEVER dream.

This was kind of a good dream.

Wierd again, because when I DO have dreams, they are ALWAYS bad, or scary, or at the very least, just me trying to fight my way through confusion to accomplish some impossible task, or find some un-findable something or other.

THIS dream, however, was neither bad, scary or frustrating.

It was simple. Me and some unknown, but very nice and appealing man.

I'm not really sure of the entire dream, I just remember snippets of it. At one point, The Man and I were just talking and laughing, and it seemed like wherever we were, it was really sunny, and I remember feeling really happy and relaxed, and not anxious or worried or rushed, like I usually do. Then I remember following The Man onto a trolley or train of some kind, and he turned and lifted me up like a child and kissed me for a long, long, time.

Which is kind of neat, cause no one has EVER lifted me (seeing as I am a lifelong big girl.)

Maybe its a sign that I will finally get on the wagon and stay there and reach my goals this year.

Keep your fingers crossed for me.
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