Friday, July 22, 2005
Worn out already....
....and I have a full evening planned! A gentleman nicknamed "Geo" has been circling our state via bicycle to raise money for the local children's hospital. He came in this morning, so I met several riders who accompanied him on the last leg of his journey. We went 6 miles in ever-increasing heat, and the last quarter-mile or so we were preceeded by a cart with a camera crew and the street was lined with cheering patients, staff, and parents. Very cool. The other riders and I peeled off-camera as Geo was interviewed by the local news.
Turned out, all the other riders had parked near the finish. I had the long--by now super-hot--ride back by myself. I made it to my car by fifteen-til-noon, but I swear I hit every stoplight, stopsign, and intersection between my car and my noon luncheon. Took me 20 minutes for a five minute drive. I was late. Urgh!
My luncheon was fun. I am home now, resting before I join my friends at the water park. Only a few minutes before I have to get ready, so I will add more later,
Ciao.
Turned out, all the other riders had parked near the finish. I had the long--by now super-hot--ride back by myself. I made it to my car by fifteen-til-noon, but I swear I hit every stoplight, stopsign, and intersection between my car and my noon luncheon. Took me 20 minutes for a five minute drive. I was late. Urgh!
My luncheon was fun. I am home now, resting before I join my friends at the water park. Only a few minutes before I have to get ready, so I will add more later,
Ciao.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Nearly the weekend....
Went food shopping today, with it threatening to rain. Never really did. Just spit some. Got everything we needed. My local general store rearranged stuff so much, I never know where I will find it on each trip! lol
Watched a particularly interesting episode of "ER" this morning. Called "The Lost", the staff gets a call that Dr. Kovac has been killed. Carter is so freaked out, he flies back to the Congo to retrieve his friend's body. Between Carter's frantic search are flashbacks to a couple weeks before, when Carter returned to the US and left Kovac behind at a rural clinic. Back and forth it went, Carter getting further and further inland, and time drawing closer in the flashbacks. Toward the end, Kovac was sick with malaria and fleeing with any wounded who could walk or be carried. Carter was led closer to the area that Kovac's id was recovered from. Finally the tension reached a peak with Carter entering a makeshift morgue and the flashback showing Kovac captured, with his fellow prisoners being dragged off and shot one-by-one.
Kovac was the only one left, and he began praying in his native language. The rebels noticed a cross on his id and started asking if he was a priest. The woman who gave him the cross yelled that he was. Kovac was paying zero attention to the yelling, but the some of the rebels ended up praying with him. Carter found him a couple days later, alive but still pretty ill from the malaria. Best tension builder I have seen in a while!
Anyway, enough of my TV prattling. See ya later,
Ciao.
Watched a particularly interesting episode of "ER" this morning. Called "The Lost", the staff gets a call that Dr. Kovac has been killed. Carter is so freaked out, he flies back to the Congo to retrieve his friend's body. Between Carter's frantic search are flashbacks to a couple weeks before, when Carter returned to the US and left Kovac behind at a rural clinic. Back and forth it went, Carter getting further and further inland, and time drawing closer in the flashbacks. Toward the end, Kovac was sick with malaria and fleeing with any wounded who could walk or be carried. Carter was led closer to the area that Kovac's id was recovered from. Finally the tension reached a peak with Carter entering a makeshift morgue and the flashback showing Kovac captured, with his fellow prisoners being dragged off and shot one-by-one.
Kovac was the only one left, and he began praying in his native language. The rebels noticed a cross on his id and started asking if he was a priest. The woman who gave him the cross yelled that he was. Kovac was paying zero attention to the yelling, but the some of the rebels ended up praying with him. Carter found him a couple days later, alive but still pretty ill from the malaria. Best tension builder I have seen in a while!
Anyway, enough of my TV prattling. See ya later,
Ciao.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Whew! Busy weekend!
Very tired, had a lot to do to make up for the weekend. My to-do list has been full for days.
Went shopping with a friend today in another city. She did not find anything that fit, so she is coming to my city tomorrow to see what it has. I enjoy spending time with her.
Well, it is very late, and I am tired. Catch you later,
Ciao.
Went shopping with a friend today in another city. She did not find anything that fit, so she is coming to my city tomorrow to see what it has. I enjoy spending time with her.
Well, it is very late, and I am tired. Catch you later,
Ciao.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Hard night...
Well, let us just say my brother has pulled his upteenth stunt, and we have to make nice to him until the proof comes in the mail.
What started as a missing item turned into a major discovery--evidence of which was found in old bruh-duh's room.
My parents and I were up a long time, trying to recover from the stress enough to sleep. All of us were up till at least three am, my mother till after 3:30, and I crashed sometime after 4. Slept until 10:30. To make matters worse, this had to happen the day before my mom's birthday, which is today.
I do not know what to do with my brother anymore. My parents either avoid the subject or tell me to stay out of it/stay neutral. How the heck do I do that? I live in it! I am tired of paying for my brother's manipulative stunts and lies.
I can not wait until the proof comes, but I am afraid my mother will try to compromise again--and I will not.
What started as a missing item turned into a major discovery--evidence of which was found in old bruh-duh's room.
My parents and I were up a long time, trying to recover from the stress enough to sleep. All of us were up till at least three am, my mother till after 3:30, and I crashed sometime after 4. Slept until 10:30. To make matters worse, this had to happen the day before my mom's birthday, which is today.
I do not know what to do with my brother anymore. My parents either avoid the subject or tell me to stay out of it/stay neutral. How the heck do I do that? I live in it! I am tired of paying for my brother's manipulative stunts and lies.
I can not wait until the proof comes, but I am afraid my mother will try to compromise again--and I will not.
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