Welcome back old friend.

I am shedding at an alarming rate. Wha? Let me explain...

There are several things the experts don't tell you about your 4th trimester of pregnancy. There's a 4th trimester you ask? Yes, there is. I'll explain that in a later post, but for now...back to the shedding:

Before I got pregnant, I was just like everyone else. I lost the average amount of hair that one does in a day. I was just like everyone else except for one aspect, which I am about to divulge to you. Now, this is one of my quirks, so let me prepare you- What you are about to read may seem very strange. In the shower, which is one of my favorite places to be, I run my fingers through my hair. Often, even with one swipe, I am left with several strands that are tangled betwixt my digits. I then detangle them and stick them to the shower wall. Sometimes, I manipulate them into letters to leave for Tim. (They usually dry up and fall down before Tim can decode their message.) Other times, I wrangle the hairs into pictures. Several times I have been so inspired by these compositions that I've used them in my artwork. (Not the actual hairs- just the imagery.) I know, I know, it's weird. Anyhow, when I was pregnant my hair stopped falling out. Many preggos have read this in a book or two, and yes, it's true. (This is why they say your hair is lusterous when pregnant.) But what they don't tell you is that 3 or 4 months after you give birth your hair starts to fall out in big clumps! The rate at which it falls out is so alarming that you start to think you'll soon be bald. Never-the-less, I am ecstatic to be shedding again. It's like welcoming back an old friend, not to mention that it makes the shower more fun. I really missed it. Now, I can annoy Tim again. Maybe I'll create a lockness of him, complete with Buddy Holly glasses. Ahh, the simple pleasures in life.

Match me...

I know everyone is pinching their pennies, especially me, but match me just $10.00. It's easy and it took me all of 1 minute. Who's in?

Ominous Skies

I found myself looking up into the sky on several different occasions tonight. The thought of living off the gulf coast sends chills down my spine. I can't imagine losing everything. Katrina may be the most expensive storm to hit the states. Watching the wind whip through the tree tops in our back yard makes me thankful. Thankful that it's not whipping through at 100-140 mile an hour speeds. Those news broadcasters are insane. You couldn't pay me enough to stand out in a storm like that.
Also, what's up with people that don't evacuate or leave their houses when they know they are right in line with disaster? They knew the flooding would be catastrophic. I love our house and our possessions, but damn if I'm gonna hack through the roof with an axe to get to higher ground. I would like to think that by the time water reached my ankles I'd be getting the F outta there.
I won't be sleeping well tonight. When there is a threat of tornadoes, I think every sound is a possible on-coming funnel.
I sure hope my friends in Birmingham are alright.

Our Protector

Check out the zipper
Originally uploaded by My Daily Struggle.

This is guarding our front door.
I am terrified of spiders, so I can't bring myself to knock it down. Tim won't kill anything but flies and roaches, so he won't knock it down either.
In a strange way, this frightening spider is helping me to get over my phobia. I still hurry in and out of the house for fear that it will pounce on me, but you could say that it's kind of grown on me. I look for it every time I leave the house. I was even so intrigued to take this picture! (I was so scared- I held my breath).
In doing some light research, I found that this menacing spider, unfortunately, does not have a menacing name. It is no other than the "Black and Yellow Garden Spider". How boring! And besides that, I think it got lost. It's nowhere near our garden. I rename it the "Black and Yellow Porch Spider".

How cool is this?

The Scrabble Champion 2005
How's that for making a horrendous amount of money doing something that you love? I wish they had televised this. I would have been glued to the tube. I wonder if I could take him. El Brown, you need to enter next year and then give me some of your winnings... although, they might have a "no flipping the board over so that the tiles go flying in every direction because you lose and are pissed off" rule. Then you couldn't enter.
Any of yous kids that love Scrabble should go to Yahoo! Games and play Literati. It's great fun. It will cause you to lose sleep.

I have been tagged.

Brooks is responsible.
Rules: list five songs that you are currently digging - it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions and the five songs (with artist) in your blog. Then tag five people to see what they're listening to.

These are in no particular order:

~I'm A Mummy~ This song is by Bob McFadden & Dor. I stumbled across it when I was downloading music off the computer one night. It's Tim's favorite song and it's been on my mind, since Halloween is right around the corner. It's a beatnik song. It's very strange. I encourage you to find it and listen to it.

~Blue Angel~ Roy Orbison. I love Roy Orbison.. I think he was a genius. I heard this today on Album 88 and instantly remembered how much I love his greatest hits album. I played that CD so much that it's ruined. I need a new one. Oh, also, my parents (one of the cooler things they've done) purchased his performance DVD. It's amazing and totally worth seeing again.



~Legalize It~ Peter Tosh. They have this song in the jukebox at work. I'm not a pot-smoker, but I love the chorus when they go "Yeahya, Yeahya". I find myself singing it in the grocery store and various other places. It's just a catchy song.







~Ball and Chain~ They Might be Giants. This too is in the jukebox. Hearing this song brings back such memories. I know every single lyric to every single song on the Flood album. I still love it. It was a time in my life that I cherish...and the memories are "flooding" in just thinking about it.


~Don't Panic~ Coldplay. This is the only song I've heard of theirs. I play it in the car almost every single day. I haven't gotten sick of it yet. I don't know what it is about this song. I just enjoy it. Can't you just enjoy something for no reason at all?

I realize I am no longer "hip" and "in the loop". I haven't listened to any new or emerging music. Man, I'm getting old. I get tired just thinking about going to a rock show. I'm not even going to "tag" anyone because I am so tired.

Gorgeous Georges

Gorgeous Georges
Originally uploaded by My Daily Struggle.

This is just a test to see if I'm on a roll with this computer stuff.

I'm slowly learning....

Welcome to the new blog! I discovered that LiveJournal won't let you use JavaScript or anything cool- even if you're a paid member. So, here I am. Thanks Brooks.
This html stuff is pretty cool once you get the hang of it. (It only took me 3 hours to get this blog set up.) AND I finally figured out how to customize it somewhat (see the links and the flickr badge at bottom right). I'm getting there. Computer nerds, watch out!

Today, it happened. Audrey laughed. A true hearty laugh. It was right after she woke up. I had just finished changing her diaper and with my silly face said, "Now, momma gonna getchu" while pretending to eat her neck. I was nestled in there pretty deep when she squealed and giggled. I almost cried, but didn't have time to because I went in again, on the other side. I got one more laugh and no more. Ahh! It's like heroine! (Not that I've ever done that, but I can imagine it's like heroine.) I'm shooting up again tomorrow morning, I hope.

We met Suzanne and Phillip at the Brickstore again. I think it will become our Friday ritual. Bea and David joined us this time. They have a daughter named Ellie who is just now 2 months old. You can view all of the silly photos by clicking on the aforementioned Flickr link. Phillip also posted his pictures on the Kitely Mae Blog. There are several shots of all three babies in hats. I won't go into it, but in short, Suzanne gave all of the girls gangsta names, so she told everyone to bring a gangsta hat for a picture (and you see- we took a gazillion). Instead of getting drunk and making an ass of myself, now I just make an ass out of my baby. Hopefully she'll forgive me.