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Remember my other “Oh hell, I’m in a fog” post? I’m there again, a mere fifteen days later. Not even floaties last night could help. Outside of one thing going on that I can’t control, stuff is fine so I don’t know what the damn fog is all about. Work has been very busy and somewhat stressful but we’re on the down side of the week so that’s probably not it. I just feel … foggy. And grumpy. Nothing is making me happy at all. (Except whining which I do so love, as you know.) My two-year old was buying things again (a book and a new mouse) which is usually an indication that she’s not happy. Might be time to have a chat with her. Usually, floaties make her happy but that didn’t do it at all last night. (sigh)

Announcement: Cousin O’Cool and husband have asked me and Duty to be new baby’s godparents! WHEEE!! Duty has accepted this with a vengeance and has taken to calling himself “The Godfather” and told me in no uncertain terms yesterday that I cannot append the (boy) baby’s name with Bella.

(Backstory, Cousin O’Cool was hardcore into the Twilight series and got me reading it. When she announced she was pregnant, I was sure (SURE!) it was a girl and that she must be called Bella. But, uh, not a girl or else it’s a girl with a dangly bit. At any rate, I planned to call him (whatever name they choose)Bella. (Like: Peterbella or JoeBella … you get the idea.) Cousin loves and indulges my whimsy but not THE GODFATHER. (Since he doesn’t read this here blog, I’ll mention off the cuff that he has what we will call “gender issues” – going completely nuts if they put a bow on Max or something. See? Issues.))

So, I plan to call my baby (something)Bella just not in front of The Godfather Duty. (tee hee) Debut of (name)Bella? End of this month. There is baby-holding in my future and you know how happy that makes me. (Happy Happy Joy Joy)

I missed some good memeage over at Gal’s so I plan to be stealing from her soon. Glad she’s in a happy posting mood. I need some creative juice. (Where can I buy that in a bottle?)

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I’d rather stay home and ponder questions of the Universe such as why Miley Cyrus was at the Oscars or was the bra I got for free yesterday a gift from the angels for having been stuck with a new cashier who took 25 minutes (YES, 25 minutes) to ring up two pairs of pants, a shirt and a bra. It wasn’t until I got home that I realized she didn’t ring up the bra. I am open to receiving the gifts of the Universe. (My coach suggested that I work on receiving since I seem to have a problem with that so I gratefully accept the gift of a bra.)

While Gal is over there posting her heart out (I can tell she’s feeling better by sheer volume!), I am stuck in a grumpy rut. Trying on clothes yesterday was a horror show. It reminded me that I best get my ass on track NOW with gym and eating because it ain’t working what I’m currently doing (no gym and eating what-the-fuck-ever). I look and feel hideous. And this with spring/summer on the way, too. Not good, Lisa. Not good at all.

Had an interesting astrology reading yesterday from Nancy over at Starlight Press. At least online, Nancy uses her immense talents by looking at the political climate with an eye toward the astrological energies that are afoot. She’s been quite accurate for many, many years and doesn’t hesitate to speak about the challenges we all face now and in the future. Anyway, I loved talking with her and she filled me in on what the energies are in my chart for the next three years. Again, free will comes into play so nothing is set in stone, but with the exception of something that will slow me down or restrain me from October – most of November, it all is very positive – especially as it relates to my spiritual work. There were more details, of course, but I’ll note for posterity that things seem to bust wide open for me end of 2012 into 2013. Remind me of that, k?

I’m happy to see the advent of spring on the horizon as was everyone else because the whole damn world was out and about yesterday. Stores and roads were packed. The snow is mostly melted on our front porch and I can see the two plants we have there peeping their little heads out asking “Is it safe to come out now??”

Off to shower and head into work. Have a happy day, all!

Duty has gone on a business trip to South Carolina for several weeks and it’s just me and the cats and Max here.  (throws confetti)  I don’t mind living with Duty, of course, but I do loves me some alone time.  He and I have, shall we say, different ways of doing things.  He prefers doing them “right now before (I) forget it” whereas I am more of a “I’ll get to it when I finish reading whatever website I happen to be surfing around on … or, like, later”.  That seems to frustrate him and his 20 years of military training.  I’m sure if I had that, perhaps I’d be dead or insane dutiful also.

So, this is a nice break for him because everything is  done on his timetable with the added bonus of no pets.  And a nice break for me because I’m not feeling guilty about all the stuff I ain’t doing. Surprisingly enough, things do get done.  In Lisa time.  Max and the cats don’t overly mind Lisa time.  At least Max and Lucie are well used to it having been with me for many, many years. We’re all good here.  And enjoying the quietude.

So, the pool at the gym is FINALLY back in working shape and I am beyond ecstatic about it. Christine and I did the requisite 25 minutes on the treadmill and then it was race to the pool to float for thirty minutes. I was in heaven. Heaven I tell you!

My inner two-year-old is so happy now. I didn’t know just how much I missed it.

And I’ve discovered something called Windows Live Writer which makes it MUCH easier to add cool stuff to the blog like pics and videos and whatnot. After I write and preview the entry, it imports it right into Wordpress and voila! A new fancy ass post! YEY for technology. Now if I can just figure out how to move all my files and music over from my old laptop, I’ll be in business. That’s for another day, I suppose.

I decided to go back and review all my Valentine’s Day entries on ye olde Snarkypants to see what I’ve said in the past (because I am just that infatuated with my own writing). When I wasn’t blathering on about the Goddaughter of Love (who seemed to be the focus of many posts), I was writing about things and people I loved. I decided to continue in that tradition today.

1. Thing: raw milk – mmmmm! This is my newest yumminess and it is awesomeness in a bottle. I got just a half gallon of it to make sure I liked it and once I had a glass, I was hooked. I think my body LOVES the Vitamin D in there because I totally crave it now. This last time I ordered a gallon so we’ll see how long that lasts.

2. Person: My friend Christine who has the dearest heart of almost anyone I know. She’s sweet, fun and just seeing her face and her smile always makes me feel loved. I remember meeting her about 4 years ago and just really wanting to be friends with her. I gave her my phone number and when she called, I was so so happy. She’s one of my closest buddies and always a good woo-woo guinea peeg.

3. Thing: my laptop – my constant companion, holder of all my Cookie photos, podcasts, and internets (which I love with the heat of a thousand million white hot suns) – bury me with it because I can’t go anywhere without my computer. Not even Heaven where I hear there’s unlimited internets.

4. Person: my muse – for a bunch of reasons but especially because they help stir up that creative second chakra energy even while laughing at my 12 year old Cookie crush. A world class champeeen woo-woo guinea peeg who halfway pays attention to what the guides say (heh) and who gives me all the worship one High Priestess of Woo-Woo deserves.

5. Thing: I’m going to put my cats in here even though they aren’t “things” per se. They are as follows: Miss Lucie, my snuggle bunny and Miss Sophia, my independent love. After spending almost six or seven months learning how to adapt to each other, they are finally on the road. In fact, the other day I witnessed a miracle: Sophia jumped up on a chair where Lucie was snoozing and instead of there being a small hissing incident, Sophia proceeded to lick Lucie’s head and Lucie let her. True, it was for about 10 seconds but hey! It’s progress. I love them both, even if Lucie can’t quite figure out why peeing in her box is preferable to the plastic surrounding it (for just that reason) and Sophie thinks that going out into the sunroom in the winter is like going outside. We let her have that fantasy. It’s cold out there anyway.

6. Person: Couldn’t let this one go by: My two sekrit boyfriends: David Cook and Hal Sparks. Love Cookie’s voice, arm porn, sweet nature, laugh and (ahem) fanbase. Love Hal’s intelligence, quick wit, ability to be totally comfortable with who he is, arm porn and his accessibility. It was immediate love with Cookie but Hal totally won me over. I feel very balanced in my love/lust for these two men.

7. Thing: my really wonderful california king size bed that I share with just Sophia. Duty snores and has weird bedtime habits (or maybe it’s me who has them) so we sleep in separate rooms. Pretty much always have because only children who get married really late in life prefer it that way. Mostly because I can read when I want, toss and turn, sleep sideways, and generally let my guard down there. You’d have to be pretty amazing for me to sleep in the same bed with you for any length of time. (Hal or David would win hands down. The rest of youse? Aww hell naw!)

8. Person: Neighbor Greg – he may be a redneck who smokes and drinks with the best of them but we have been beyond blessed to live near his family and be a part of their life. He drives me crazy by explaining EVERY FUCKING THING to me (it always starts out “Now, what ya wanna do is ….” and what I mostly wanna just do is roll my eyes and scream). Yet, my inner voice knows that if I listened once in a while, I’d learn something. Plus, he came over at 10:30pm one night to get a mouse that died in the living room while Duty was off on a work adventure. (ICK!) Can’t beat that. He’s a good man.

And now, I think I will take myself shopping for some socks with hearts on them. I love them! heh

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.

Where’s your place of peace?

… and it was NICE. Yep, saw The Hal tonight in Arlington VA and he was awesome! Of course, my camera takes that moment to die and so I have no photo of the auspicious occasion, dammit. I’ll get one when he comes back in August. After the show, he was just hanging around talking to people and I think I sort of jumped him. I’m not sure. It’s all a haze. But he’s great. And hot. And cute. And … and … and …. yeah. (sigh)

I love him almost as much as Cookie but don’t tell anyone, K?