springtime....

i have my morning routine. it's not terribly unusual - shower, put the tea kettle on, move my computer to the kitchen table and turn on npr, steep the tea, find some cereal/granola, consume all together while catching up on news/blogs. rita's not generally here when i get up, or she's still asleep. it's lovely.

is it strange that the messing up of this schedule in my dream last night upset me so much? that i found myself sitting on the curb outside because it didn't work? the dream was odd enough as it was - rita and i were sharing two apartments in arcata, one that only had one bedroom, so i was sleeping at another apartment where we only had use of the bedroom. that was what messed up the morning schedule. all my things were at the shared apartment on the hsu side of the freeway, but waking up at the other, which was near the plaza, sent me for a loop. and then nancy diamond showed up to ask me about dorae's harp lessons and jody showed up to get me to help corral the children in teh back yard to avoid the floating surfboards and keep them away from the giant strawberries. overall, terribly disconcerting. and, throughout the dream, i kept thinking that had i had my tea, granola, and npr, it would have all been fine.

speaking of npr, i still listen to my hometown station rather than the chicago station, whenever possible. obviously, morning edition happens two hours later there than here, meaning when i wake up at 9, i can still catch most of the show. it's perfect. i also get to hear the community calendar and long for my small town joys... annual plant sale, concerts, craft fairs... somehow i'll find that community sense wherever i end up. i hope.


Happy Spring!

i love peter sagal!

and i love facebook. and when peter sagal talks about facebook, i love it even more.


oh balding middle aged men and being your own other drummer.

was a sunny day...

I love Saturday mornings. The radio turns on at 9 for car talk, most of which i spend lying in bed slowly waking up, maybe grabbing a cup of tea and my computer.... then Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me while I start vaguely attempting to work. News quiz shows are not necessarily conducive to reading, but it puts me in the mood, so that by 11, when it's over, I'm already in the middle of an article and have no problem sticking through the rest of it. And now it's almost 2, the sunshine is filling my room, I'm still in my pajamas, and I have the rest of the day to continue being relaxed and hopefully get more work done.

RP is going out tonight, MB and JS may come over for a movie and dinner, but I'm kind of hoping that falls through, as I really wouldn't mind some Pride & Prejudice, a big glass of wine and something yummy to eat. As a reward for all the reading I'm going to do.