P.S. We have the same secret boyfriend. Mr. Cook is mine. Just sayin’…..
and I feel I must set her straight.
Did she:
* dial for four hours straight the night of the finale?
* stand online for four hours in the August sun to meet him for three seconds (most of which I stuttered through)?
* attend every concert within three hours of here this summer? (Four of them, to be exact)
* drag her ass 3.2 miles in the rain for brain cancer research?
* buy copies of his cd to give as gifts?
I rest my case. I’d go on but I’ve already embarrassed myself beyond what I normally do for this blog. Can’t have you peeking too closely into my inner world, you know.
Therefore, I claim him as my sekrit boyfriend even though I am neither younger, blonder nor thinner and cannot possibly be what seems to be “his type”. That’s why it’s a sekrit – he never has to know!
I was pondering this while I was snowbound this weekend: would it be easier to be Cookie’s girlfriend or Hal’s?
On one hand, Dave is young and fun – like a puppy. He’s got a tender heart and there’s really no one who has met him that doesn’t like him. He falls in love easily, I’m betting. (Especially if you’re this chick. Really, Dave. What were you thinking?) But, you’d have to contend with a ZILLION jealous fan girls waiting to either say crap things about you or steal him from you. Being his girlfriend is not for the insecure. (So, yeah. That’s not me.)
Hal, on the other had, at 40 has been around a bit. And while there’s a bit of puppy playfulness about him, there’s also an awesome mind full of facts and ideas and funny stuff. This intrigues me. I couldn’t hope to keep up with him but it would be interesting trying. So, while I’d be lured by his mind, his humor and his arm porn (second only to Cookie’s), there’s the fact that he’s hard core straight edge which means no drinking (see? I couldn’t get him drunk and take advantage of him), no smoking (fine with me) and … he’s vegan. Now, he’s not pushy about any of it from what I can tell but there’s no way he’d hang with cookie-snarfing me. Just no way.
What to do? What to do? In my case, nothing. I’ll just continue to adore them from afar and revel in pictures of arm porn, fanbases and smiles. Oh, Gal, btw – Hal actually DOES sing but it’s some thrash metal and I cannot judge how good it is because I am old and it all sounds like noise mostly. Check this out – it’s the acoustic version of “She waits” – it’s really, really good. Not metal at all.
Bottom line: I love them both (one a little more than the other, as you know) and am happy to be a fangirl of the highest order. And yes, I’m dragging my ass for hope again this year (hopefully NOT in the rain!).
Even though those of you who live in places where snow is very common laugh at us, two feet of snow here on the east coast is a pretty big deal. Hell, two inches of snow here is a pretty big deal so you can imagine what two feet did to us! I didn’t overly mind it (only because I wasn’t the one doing all the plowing and shoveling) and even ventured out today for a while. The main roads are snow-covered but passable. Wonder how it’s all going to be tomorrow. And – bonus – another foot is expected on Tuesday night! Whee! I’d love a snow day from work.
In non-snow(gasm) related news:
* watched Queen QuittyPants speechify at the Teabagger’s ball the other night and laughed when I saw she had written some notes on her hand for the “impromptu” Q&A. Bwah! I love it. She’s a character, that’s for sure. A scary, manipulative one but a character just the same.
* must learn not to get into “political discussions” on Facebook. They make me crazy. Best just to play on my side of the yard and leave it be.
* Have you guys ever tasted raw milk? It. is. SOOOO. good. Seriously. I could drink the whole half gallon in one sitting. It’s like my body just craves it. MMMM. I get it from an Amish farmer and it is heavenly.
* I am beyond bored despite having the entire interwebs at my fingertips. I need some excitement (of a non-weather related variety). I think I will work on Practically Intuitive and see what comes out there. I have finished my ten readings for Slade’s mentoring program and just have to write up a bit more about that and send it off to him for certification. YEY for finishing something!
Speaking of finishing, here’s a picture of the books on my nightstand. Wonder which one I’ll finish first?
And …. the only picture you’ll see of LucieCat and Sophia sitting anywhere near each other – taken yesterday as they “helped” me make the bed.
As you may or may not know, the entire Atlantic seaboard was blizzarded upon and we have (at last count) about two feet of snow outside. Peeps are all a’twitter on Twitter about it and I’m using it as an excuse to sit around and do nothing of note. (What’s that, you say? I don’t ever need an excuse to do that? Oh, well. Alrighty then.) So, in honor of Snowpocalypse 2010, here’s my Saturday 9.
Saturday 9: I Started a Joke
1. Tell us a joke that you think is funny. If you don’t tell jokes tell us why.
What do you call cheese that’s not yours?? NACHO CHEESE! hahahah
2. Where do you buy most of your clothes?
Wherever I find something that I like. All over the place, usually. Always looking for bargains at Coldwater Creek.
3. Which famous person would you like to meet? Why?
How cool would it be to have a party with Hal and Cookie? My head (and parts) would ‘plode, that’s for sure. Just to spend time chatting with Hal and listening to Cookie sing and laugh. My impression of Nirvana.
4. What is your ultimate ambition?
To conquer the world! And beyond! Then, drink a lot of coffee with cream.
5. Do you like to live in the area of your country or would you prefer something a little different?
I like where I live … near the water, near the city. Pretty calm and peaceful.
6. Has a newspaper or television reporter ever interviewed you? If so, what were the circumstances and what did you think when you read or saw what you said?
Nope, don’t think they have. Well, my friend Charlie is a reporter and he’s asked me questions so does that count? No? Poots.
7. What was the last CD/mp3 album that you purchased? How did you like it?
Matt Nathanson’s Some Mad Hope – saw him open for Cookie in VA Beach in July and he was great! Wonderful singer/songwriter.
8. Write down 5 songs you often listen to or that mean a lot to you.
I can’t make you love me/Bonnie Raitt, Sweetest Taboo/Sade, Make Me/MWK, Wish you were here/Incubus, and for the wonderfully angelic Goddaughter of Love – Float On/Modest Mouse
9. Do you or your partner usually begin intimacy?
What is this intimacy you speak of? I know not what that is. I suspect it is sorely lacking in the life of a Snarkela.
I think the whole reason I am able to get myself to the gym at all is because after I do my time on the treadmill (23 minutes currently aiming for 30 consistently by month end) is because I get to go in the pool afterwards. The water is heated to 90 degrees and I can get right in without that icky “getting used to the water temperature” feeling I experience with our outdoor pool. And it’s rare that there’s a lot of noise or splashy-splashy going on at the time of day I’m there (6pm-ish). Today was almost perfect. Three other people in the water plus me, all of us quietly doing our little water floaties. It was peace personified. Just the water and the silence. (I love the silence.)
My coach mentioned that it makes sense that I’d feel at home, at peace in the water – water is equated with emotion and I am nothing but a big ball of feeling most of the time. I was particularly aware today of how I feel complete when I’m in the water – I don’t feel weighed down by my body, and I can just BE. It’s a wonderful feeling.
What a day I’ve had, kids! It helps to get focused early in the morning because I whipped through three readings I had on my To-Do list and did a whole bunch of woo-woo business related stuff. Five hours – just like that. It was great, though. And I got *the most lovely* compliment on a reading I did for someone. It was so touching that it made me cry (but in a good way). I’m going to print it out and put it in my journal for keeps.
So, yeah. I promised Gal I’d write a post about the Money Manifesting program I have been doing for the past two months. It was created by Andrea Hess at Empowered Soul. Andrea also created and facilitated the Soul Realignment work that I’ve studied in the past. She’s a dynamo – full of ideas and processes. I’m amazed at all she’s done in a short period of time to bring big concepts down so they are easier to understand. Big work!
I will explain the concept in a nutshell (because, truly, there is much more to it) and share with you what I’ve done with it.
Basically, it’s this: In order to manifest money (which is really just energy), you have to assign it an energetic address. For example, let’s say that you want to manifest $1000 and have said that this amount of money in your bank account would make you feel relieved, or joyful or whatever emotion you choose. Once you’ve figured that part out, then you have to do some real down-to-earth things to bring that energy into your life more.
So, if you’ve chosen joy as your energetic address, you start to think of things that make you feel joyful – that bring more joy into your life. And you do as many of those things as you can. That lifts you automatically into that energy. And since you’ve said $1000 = joy, then those dollars will come through. The hitch is – you have to do the real life actions to create that energetic state for yourself to attract the money.
(Mind you, I am taking 100 pages of her work and sifting it down to one paragraph so bear with me if it’s not too clear yet.)
1. Did you ever think that you’d be a star? If yes, doing what?
Nope, I never did. I don’t think I have the thick skin it takes to be out in front of anything. I’m content not being a star. Truly.
2. Tell us about the last time you had a romantic dinner.
I don’t know if my memory goes that far back. (sigh)
3. Tell us about your worst job interview.
I interview pretty well so most of them were good although I did have one where I left shaking my head thinking I did awful. Come to find out, the bossman was quite impressed with me. I got the job but it was the worst 4 months of my life until I just left. I should have stayed with my gut feeling that it wasn’t the place for me. I found out the hard way.
4. Tell us about your stupidest date.
Let’s see – perhaps it was the one where the guy told me that he drove a stick shift because “women like the feel of a hard knob in their hand” – Oh my fucking God! He really did say that. This was in high school so perhaps I can cut him some slack. Still. Yikes!
5. How much in common do you think you should have with a romantic partner?
Oh, I don’t know. It all depends on the person. Ideally, I’d love to have lots in common with a potential romantic partner. For me, as long as we have similar values (or good enough bed thrashing wherein we did not discuss differing political views, for example), I’m okay with that.
6. Tell us about a favorite meme that you loved but no longer post.
I think I spent a year doing Thursday 13’s and loved it but ran out of ideas and got annoyed at others who posted shite like “13 things on my desk”. So, I bailed for a few years. Now and again, I may pick one but I think I prefer the memes like this and the Sunday Stealing ones that ask interesting questions.
7. How did you get into blogging?
The one and only Goddaughter of Love got me into it wayyy back in 2002. She said “I think you’ll like this.” and as usual, was right. If she were still walking the earth plane, she’d be blogging right alongside me.
8. Do you share all your fantasies with a significant other?
I have a very rich inner life and there are few who get invited into that space. If you do, consider yourself a very significant other indeed.
9. What change in your life would you like to happen this year?
The shift I am most hoping for (and working toward) is learning how to balance my mind and body. I am lopsided – leaning toward the mind portion so working on creating a balance between the two where we all live happily ever after.
As I was laying on the chiropractor’s padded bench, all I could think of was this Eddie routine. (Officially starts at 1:35 in but watch the first minute or so … pure Eddie)
(If you don’t want to watch it (and if you don’t, what is wrong with you) here’s the transcript to just that one section)
So I had to go see a chiropractor in New York, … And they crack your bones, that’s what they do, they crack your bones! And they take x-rays, but it’s pointless, because whatever is wrong with you… “You’ve got a bad back, I’m gonna crack your bones.” “You’ve got diphtheria, I’m gonna crack your bones.” “Your head’s come off! I’m gonna crack your bones.” “It looks like your mother! I’m going to crack your bones.”
So yeah … he cracked my bones and it felt GOOOOOOD. I have been to a chiropractor before but he did something totally different that felt like I was being ironed. It felt good but this was definitely different. After all kinds of tests and whatnot, he began with my neck and head and … well, cracked my bones! For whatever reason, I started giggling and then broke into laughter. I managed to stifle it as he continued pulling my leg (literally) and then leaned on me in some weird way. And yes, I paid him to do this for me.
Amazingly (to me), when I left, I felt ‘clear’ – that’s really the only word that described it. I know there’s more to do but that was a good start. And! I went to the gym both last night and tonight! Woo Hoo!
Gal, since you asked, I will post about my manifesting process over the weekend. I’ve got two eps of True Blood Season 1 left and I’m anxious to get watching it. It deserves its own post anyway. This leaving early crap gets in the way of my blogging and emailing. It’s quiet at work from 8:30-10 usually but limited net access is a drag. (At least I have net access, though. They only limit the fun stuff! hehe)
