Something Old, Something New

Time for a change of scenery, don't you think?

Time to start blogging again, don't you think?
(hold that thought. i know how anxious you are to see what gems of wisdom I have to share here, but I'm quite parched at the moment. just a second . . . gotta go fill up my keg)

K. That's much better. You're probably wondering what I fill up my keg with, eh? well, i'm proud to say that it's water. and yes, it is a keg. here's a picture:

Bubba Keg. It's my lovely daily companion . . . 52 ounces of fresh, clean water. My coworkers are always commenting on how huge it is. I would have to say it's one of the smartest investments I've ever made. It's helped me drink much more water. Yes, I am devoted to my blue bubba.

Now for a story. I was a good girl and I went to FHE last night (I've been a recluse lately and haven't been going) - and I'm sorry to say that by the end of the night I was thoroughly annoyed by two individuals in my group. It started not two minutes into the night - after meeting both of them for the first time. A male and a female. separate, they probably would have been fine to be around, but when you combined the two it was just too much. dominate the conversation, they did. it started with an innocent exchange of designers that they both liked - and then for the next 25 minutes they talked about colors. colors, colors, colors. and not red, yellow and blue - but coral, camel and cobalt. you wouldn't think that people could talk about colors for 25 minutes, but they did. I mean, i would understand if it was just them, but the whole group was there. 10 people, and none of us could get a word in edge wise to say "hey, let's get started with the activity"

the night progressed after that - and yes, they continued to dominate the conversation. It's sad to say that i was just annoyed by the whole activity. I felt sorry for my group mom because I'm sure that she was frustrated - but she's so quiet and sweet that she couldn't do much to control the mood anymore.

ugh.

ok. enough of that. I'm going to have to post something a bit more uplifting for tomorrow. for now, I leave you with the music report for the day. I woke up this morning with "Pretty (ugly before)" by Elliott Smith in my head. Listened to it while I got ready - and enjoyed it quite thoroughly. It's become one of my favorites from From a Basement on the Hill. The past few days I've been listening to Death Cab for Cutie quite a bit. I've fallen in love with a few songs. "Transatlanticism" and "Passenger Seat" from Transatlanticism and "What Sarah Said" and "Brothers on a hotel Bed" from Plans. I really enjoy the transition at the end of "Transatlanticism" when they start singing "I need you so much closer . . . so come on". it has a "Hey Jude" driving forward feeling to it. There will always be certain passages in music that will just melt me. I'm grateful for that.