lifeinflux

Of cats and paper

I'm a paper whore.  There.  I said it.   A nicer way to put it would be paper "pack rat" but I don't think that quite describes the overwhelming need of having tons of paper a mere arm's reach away.   Sure, it has to be neat and filed or in its proper cubby in my hutch, but it is there and readily available when I need it.   To say that I love paper is putting it mildly.   When you walk into my house, the first thing you notice is that I decorate with books.  Nothing is nicer in my opinion than ...

New. Little. Pink. Different.

I recently purchased a Nintendo DS Lite and I love it.   It's small, it's streamlined, and it's pink.   What's not to love?   Granted, I haven't removed it from the box... but when I do, I know I'll become obsessed with it and with playing it and with buying games for it and dominating them.  And therein lies the problem.   I have a confession to make.  I love toys.  I love shiny, new, fun toys.   And if they come in pink, so much the better.  You see once I unwrap that perfect little pink toy I...

Amending the 101…

I'm not entirely sure how to sum up the last seven days of my life.   It feels a bit like teleporting.   At least, it feels like I'd imagine teleporting would be.   You know, you start in one place and then you feel yourself get all split apart and then all of a sudden you're in an entirely NEW and different place but are all together.   The latest, newest and biggest news is that the Gloeges have gone all "I Can't Believe We're Not Vegan".    And by that I mean we're not truly vegan because we ...

Ode to my cat who chews cords

Mimir goes by many names - Meer, Meemsy, Pooh Bear, Tiger Cat.   And then there is my personal favorite - Mimir Damnit - which is probably the name the cat is called more than any of the others.    Granted, in the past, calling the cat "Damnit" has gotten me in trouble.   Who can ever forget their first call by their child's teacher asking that you come in for a meeting.  And who can forget the ensuing discussion of your child's family tree whereupon you find a picture of an orange blob with the...

Living in sin…

As many of you know,  Jason and I have lived together, post-divorce, since November of 2006.  Drue and I moved from the Research Triangle Park are of North Carolina to the Fairfax area near Washington DC.  Why we moved is a post in and unto itself, so we'll leave it for another time.    Suffice it to say that we moved and he moved and somehow, thanks to the financial reality of NoVA aka being ridiculously overpriced in everything, we ended up living together.    And living together is not someth...

Overwhelming randomness…

The other day, Jason whined that my posts on Lifeinflux are not as random and fun as my posts used to be when I was on Livejournal. He said that random and fun were the reasons people read as opposed to, you know, my insightful observations and words of profound wisdom.  Mom, stop chuckling.  I HEAR YOU.   I reminded Jason that sharing crap in my head frequently scares people off.    Jason's reply was "but I love peanut cookies" which means that in Jason's opinion scaring people off is fun and...

Decisions, decisions

2010 has started off with a bang.  When I look back six months ago and the level of unhappiness in my life verses today and the level of satisfaction and happiness I feel, I know that I am one lucky girl.   When I wrote my list of 101 things in 1001 days, I had no idea that my little company would explode, bringing in enough income to support myself and another developer along with the occasional freelancer.   Wow!   I am not complaining but I do find myself split between doing what I want work-...

The Rules of Engagement

Over the last three years, I've donated over 500 hours of my time volunteering at Drue's school in support of the theatre arts program.   This does not include the time I volunteer supporting other programs, being room parent for Drue's class, attending PTA meetings, etc.  I enjoy working with the kids and enjoy the programs I support.  I also recognize that this is finite.   Once Drue hits middle school, the number of hours I am allowed to spend at and around the school will dwindle simply beca...

Seeking refuge…

I can comfortably say that books quite literally saved my sanity growing up.   And no matter where I've lived in my 35 years, the library has been a significant place in my life. Whether I am searching for the latest fiction or the classic I've been meaning to read, whether I am looking for information to gain additional knowledge or to prove someone wrong, the library is where I go first.  If I needed to escape the madness of my childhood home, I would head to the library and lose myself f...

The real meaning of love (and tolerance)

I don't think any other image sums up Drue's and Mimir's relationship as well as this one. Do I need to say more?