Friday, November 22, 2002

 

Did you ever get involved in a plan that you know is bad, but you go along with it anyway? Well, that's what I'm doing next weekend. It's not that any of the plans are awful exactly. As a matter of fact, by themselves they're all really good. Except one. You know how it's a college tradition to go home for Thanksgiving and spend Wednesday night before the big day drinking yourself silly? Well, my cousins and some friends seem to think it would be fun to relive those days (since none of us remember them when they actually happened). My initial reaction when this was first suggested to me was "Seek therapy. Fast." I'm not saying I'm too old to be doing that anymo... Yeah. I am. But we'll see. It might be fun. However, by planning an evening of drunken revelry the night before Thanksgiving, I'm forced to get everything ready for Thursday's dinner by Wednesday afternoon. Yikes! So, if I survive all that, the plan for Friday is that a bunch of us are going to see The Santa Clause 2(or Adam Sandler's Eight Crazy Nights. There's still a rather heated debate on that topic.) with children. Lots of children. None of them are mine, thank God. Luckily, the one I will be in charge of is cool and almost 13. I should live through the experience. Then, on Saturday, the whole group of us (more than 30 at last count) will head to Niagara Falls for the Festival of Lights. I haven't been there in years, so I'm looking forward to it. Except getting into Canada. None of us has crossed the border since 9/11, so we don't know what to except. It used to be nothing to go to Canada. We'll see. Anyway, the reason for all this is that last year everyone was afraid to travel so a lot of people didn't come home for Thanksgiving. This year it's nuts! This little ol' town is going to triple in size that weekend, I think. ... So, I'll let ya know how it goes, okay? Wish me luck! And in case I don't get back here for a while ... Happy Thanksgiving!!

posted by Anne 11/22/2002 03:05:00 PM (0) comments

Tuesday, November 19, 2002

 

I have a little bit of a rant here. I've been going to this site for a couple of months because I'm addicted to "Saturday Night Live." I have been since the very first show. That dates me, but I think it also gives me the right to say some of the things I'm about to say. The site has a section of episode reviews, in which anyone can write in and tell everyone what they thought of the last live show. I read them because sometimes I just need to disagree with people or see how lame they are. And I'm tellin' ya -- some of these people are lame. For instance, the girl who didn't know who Garrett Morris was. If she doesn't know Garrett Morris, she shouldn't be doing reviews. He's an SNL icon for God's sake! Then there's the girl who ranted about other girls "stealing" "her" closing line, which is "the future Mrs. Jimmy Fallon." Hmm? I wonder where she picked that up? Couldn't be from "Wakeup Wakefield" and Megan who is "the future Mrs. Randy Goldman" could it? Lame, lame people. /end rant.

posted by Anne 11/19/2002 11:20:00 AM (0) comments

Thursday, November 14, 2002

 

Well, 11/11 came and went, and nothing out of the ordinary happened. But I decided not to play those numbers in the lottery. Another life ago, when I worked at a convenience store, I got kind of addicted to playing the lottery. I'm afraid that would happen again, and we can't have that, can we? I try not to remember that I won a few hundred dollars during my lottery phase, but it ain't easy.

Anyway, although nothing weird happened to me on 11/11, the day before my sister and the boys with the weirdly spelled names had quite a day. They live in Ohio, close to where an F4 tornado hit. They had to spend the night in the basement. The warning sirens were going off all night, which made Alex scream. When Alex screams, Aaryn cries. A tornado on the way and 2 crying babies -- no thank you!

I've been meaning to do this for two weeks but, yeah, well, okay -- I'm a slacker. Anyway, I wanted to thank Tom for the e-mail. It really put a smile on my face. Also, thanks to Brad. It's nice to know people are actually reading this thing and liking it. You guys rock!

posted by Anne 11/14/2002 10:56:00 AM (0) comments

Friday, November 01, 2002

 

For months, the numbers 111 and 1111 have been haunting me. I see them everywhere. Four times a day, almost everyday, I look at the clock at those times. I don't do it on purpose. It just happens. I even tried changing my routine so I wouldn't see 11:11 and 1:11. Sometimes it helps; most of the time it doesn't. One day a few weeks ago, I forced myself to not look at the clock when I knew it was anywhere near those times. It was around 1:30 a.m. when I looked at the clock. I was pretty excited that I'd gone through an entire day without getting that freaky feeling I get when I see the numbers. So, I'm surfing channels on tv. Whatever game it was of the baseball play-offs had ended and now the good sitcom reruns were on. I stopped at "That 70s Show." There was a scene in Eric's bedroom that showed his digital alarm clock. You guessed it. 1:11. It's freaky I'm tellin' ya.. I should probably play those numbers in the lottery. I might. But for the next 10 days, until 11/11, I'm going to be even more freaked out. If nothing out of the ordinary happens on that day, the next day I'll play the lottery and see what happens.

Speaking of freaking out, I'm not really freaking out about NaNoWriMo this year. I'm surprised that I'm not freaking because I have absolutely no idea where this novel is going. I couldn't concentrate on it long enough to put together a good storyline. So, I guess I'll just see what happens. Right now I'm at 600 words, a little less than half of my daily goal. Not too shabby.

The big news is that I have yet another UTI. Pleasant, huh? I don't know what happened. I've been drinking water and cranberry juice like I'm supposed to. I think it was the caffeine the other day. I haven't been drinking anything caffeinated, but a couple of days ago I had 2 Diet Cokes and 2 cups of tea. I don't know if that would have anything to do with getting a UTI, but I have to blame something.

posted by Anne 11/01/2002 09:26:00 AM (0) comments