Funny I'm Fallin', Felt Like This Airplane was Flying

I'm a planner, by nature. In combination with a world that is so unpredicatble, this a confused Jenny makes. As a stereotypical type-A control driven person, I live under the assumption I can predict and make what I need from the world. Occasionally, God, and the world, humor themselves and pin together a sequence of events that doesn't turn out in my favor.

I'd like to get on with life..buy a house, buy a new car, consider a baby, but these are plans. Plans that should follow after the career plan I was working on right now. The natural progression of my career I was hopeful for would step into the airport next. Today, that's not a option. Seems DFW didn't think Parsons was the A+ team to get on board with. Some days would be better with less that 24 hours in them.

Update.

Sanding is MUCH harder than one would think. Therefore, the "one day" table project is not complete. Whew. I sanded on that thing for 2.5 hours, got about half the top done, and doubt I will be able to lift my arms above my shoulders in the morning.

I did however complete a little side project using an old fence picket and some paint. Stay tuned. I'll upload pictures later. I have to leave the audience with a little suspense, right?...

Perfectly Easy Saturday Night

I'm attempting my first furniture re-vamp so a trip to Home Depot was necessary. Further details this evening when I take a before picture.

Bo and I had a casual date night browsing Home Depot and topped it off with a trip to the newly opened Fuzzy's Taco Shop in Weatherford last night. Yum. I spend most of my last college years in Fuzzy's by TCU having beers and queso between classes so I was thrilled to see "Coming Soon - Fuzzy's Taco Shop".

Movies

Bo's love of horror movies and my stomach-wrenching fear of them always makes for interesting movie night compromise. I made the mistake of allowing him to pick any movie in our ridiculously unnecessary large collection the other night. Of course he picks something called Strangers? If I had known such a disturbing movie was on our shelves I most definitely would have put a disclaimer on my freedom to choose comment. I'm a little uneasy thinking we own more of these movies. Fortunately, these make for good curl up on the couch and cuddle time. Unfortunately, Bo uses them as an opportunity to giggle while I shriek.

It was my turn to pick a movie tonight and I was falling flat. A perfect opportunity to pick the frilliest chicky movie I could and nothing sounded good. We settled on State of Play. Don't bother if you haven't seen it. Turns out to not keep my attention. Instead, I wound up on the Internet with the intent to write a blog post. I diverted slightly and started reading old blog posts. I never realized this blog was two years old and I have captured some really great memories. It gave me a little more motivation to frequently update. A lot of the post events, I had completely forgotten about. So, tonight I go on record saying State of Play - blah.

Sunless Summer

There is a woman who lives in Jamaica, NY who will never know my name. She dated a man that works for the same company as me, and until 3 weeks ago, I didn't know his name. By chance, I was asked to work on a project with this man the same week his girlfriend passed away from melanoma. She will never know that I had, that very same day, planned to kick off a routine tanning regimine to prepare my flouresent legs for summer fashion.

However, in light of the recent set back my dad faced and news of this woman's passing, I figure it's not a good idea to speed up my clock. If only that woman knew she influenced my life and hopefully I will never encounter a battle with melanoma or skin cancer from tanning.

Too bad for Palm Beach Tan, they got two years of my money, but no more. Too bad for all who have to look at my pale legs all summer. I'm sure winter won't come soon enough for you - keep your sunglasses on. :)

It's All Relative

My dad had a mass of cancer removed from his neck. Ever the protectors, my parents didn't tell me until the second procedure, which removed the last of the unwelcomed ailment. The inch and half incision proves our family is not immune to my biggest fears. Does life bring on these situations to make the daily worrisome woes dissapate in comparison? I assume so since I was unitentionally dwelling on the minor setbacks of each day lately.

There are days when you favorite meal leaves you hungry, your best hair day can't fight the humidity, successfully managing more projects at work doesn't make you feel any more accomplished, a happpy husband doesn't make you feel like a good wife, and a clean house and sheets doesn't help you sleep better. Sometimes the world knows better and humbles you with blow to the back.

Eventually all the waves mellow down and you realize you have overflowing gratefulness for the doctor who's hand so delicately removed the ailment that will allow your world to stay intact.

Party of 1.

Marriage makes you realize how much free time you use to have when you lived on your own. You cooked for one, cleaned for one, and watched tv for one! Bo's had some busy evenings the last few nights allowing me to catch up on girl tivo. How wonderful. I think I'll watch Sex and the City tonight and all 6 tv seasons. Just because I can. :)