Valentine’s confession

Seeing as how tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, it’s hard for me to not have something, well really someone on my mind.  I’ve been thinking about him for a few months.  I haven’t seen him since our last home football game.  This is probably going to sound really corny but when I hear the song Smile by Uncle Kracker, I think of him and yes, smile.  Not only does thinking of him make me smile but being in his presence and talking with him does it for me.  I don’t have his phone number but I could easily send him an e-mail.  I’ve thought over in my head of what I would tell him and I’m never convinced that they are the right words.  I’m scared of how he’ll react….will he just send a polite reply?  Ignore it?  Or is there the remote chance that he would reply and end up doing what he always does: making me smile.  I just don’t know.  I could bite the bullet and just send it, throwing caution to the wind.  I mean, it’s almost Valentine’s Day after all.

Confessions from Norman

As I have shared before, I live in Norman, Oklahoma.  I moved here about 5 years  a day for grad school and never left.  After being introduced to the blog, “Confessions of a Pioneer Woman,” I rarely go a day without visiting Ree Drummond’s site.  She cracks me up.  Anyway, I thought it would be neat (though yes, I understand not original) to do my own segment of ‘confessions.’  So, tonight starts the first segment.

I confess that I secretly hope to one day  have my pictures shown in a gallery or even just in a small cafe somewhere.  There is a restaurant here in Norman, Gourmet Deli, that has pictures up taken by local artists.  Well, I’m merely assuming they are local artists.  Nevertheless, they have a name and price listed on them.  Every time I have lunch there, I think, “hmm, maybe one day…” and then I continue to enjoy my turkey melt and then eventually leave.  I think it’d be so cool to see my signature on a picture and have it displayed where more people can see my work. 

That’s my first confession I wanted to share.  I’m not giving up on this dream/idea.  I need to find the time to do something about it-look into what it will take to make it happen.

Sincerely,
Future famous (hopefully) photographer (amateur for now) in Norman

No Kindle….no problem

We were in my boss’s office for a “meeting.”  I put that in quotes because it doesn’t take much for my colleagues and I to get distracted and lose focus of why we’re actually sitting together with a pen and pad of paper around us.  We were supposed to be creating a theme for an upcoming event.  We started spitting out ideas that led to a lot of “ooh, that sounds good,”  “I like that idea,” only to be followed by, “that reminds me of that Modern Family episode….” I smiled and said, “Sarah, focus….was that Phil (character on Modern Family) who said that?”  I easily get distracted too.  I hate that sometimes.  I really like to be productive at work….you know, like I’m very important and making a great contribution to our office.  So, back to the meeting…we finished up after creating some good ideas and making a list…well, we all nodded in agreement while one person (thanks Ashe!) made a list.  Our boss walked back into her office, grabbed her coat and said, “Uh Sarah, we have like 2 minutes…”  Sarah gets up, grabs her planner and makes a look.  She may not have said it but I know Sarah was very excited.  Our boss looked at the rest of us and said, ‘we have class…”  She and Sarah walked out yelling, “okay, see y’all Thursday hopefully.  Try to do something productive if we’re off tomorrow….like sit and enjoy your Kindle…” We yelled something after her about not all having a Kindle. 

I’m all for gadgets.  I was an iPhone fan for a while.  But when it comes to reading a book…I like to feel it and touch it.  So I was not one of those who had to run out and get the latest e-reader.  I thought, “No thanks.  The library and Barnes ‘n Noble are just fine with me.”  There’s something peaceful about holding a book and getting engrossed in the words on the page…feeling like the author is talking to you personally.  I like marking my place and seeing it sit on my table or on my couch.  I look forward to ending the day by opening it back up and picking up where I left off.  I work on a computer all day…have a Blackberry as my phone….rarely go long without checking e-mail.  The last thing I want is to have one more electronic screen to look at, especially for something like a book.  But that’s just me….some people, such as my boss, live for their Kindle or Nook. 

So, as the snow continues to fall tomorrow morning as I enjoy my coffee…I will be in the comfort of my own home and with my hardcover book by my side.  I can’t wait to see what Thomas Kinkade has to say…   

                                              

Making it Out

Skating anyone?

For the past three days, I haven’t left my apartment.  Just when I thought I’d start planning my work outfit for the next day, I’d get the automated call saying we would be closed another day.  Alrighty then….plan B.  Today was day three and so when I got up, I was determined to shower, put on make-up and at least go get the mail.  I cleared the snow from right outside my door and made it to my car no problem.  It was cold out (correction, it is still cold out….about 18 degrees to be exact)…but anyway, it was bearable.  I was armed with my wallet (which holds my drivers license…apparently I had the bright idea I’d try and go off the apartment property….well, that and I figured I’d be legal driving the less than one mile to the mailbox).  I also had grabbed my phone and digital camera…the latter because despite the frigid temps and ice on the road, those are silly reasons as to why I wouldn’t stop in the middle of the road and capture a shot of the frozen pond (and yes, I did stop in the middle of the black-ice filled road and roll down my window, letting in 17 degree wind so that I could snap a picture).  After thinking my car had long enough time to warm up, I slowly backed out of my parking space and proceeded cautiously down the street.  The road really wasn’t that bad if by “not that bad” you mean snow drifts and ice everywhere.  This is really a good taste of patience as in, “for the love of God, can I go any slower??”  I made it to the mailbox just fine….amazing what prayers will do to help though.  “Please God, don’t let me hit that car or slide and hit the curb…”  “Oh boy, there’s another car…”  I parked (coasted, really) into a spot and then got my mail (3 pieces of junk to be exact).  I again said a prayer as I backed out of my spot, taking in another clump of snow as got closer to edge of driveway.  A Jeep Grand Cherokee was entering the apartment property and drove by, looking at me like, “good luck getting back…” I’ll admit this is when I don’t like having a low car but I made it back just fine, thank you.  I backed into a spot near my apartment and then walked up sidewalk then stopped to take a few shots.

Random thoughts

Thanks to Mother Nature, I’m at home today.  This is the second snow day of the spring semester.  Perhaps we need to look into changing the title of this semester….because spring and snow day just sound so hypocritical.  The timing of this storm seemed so fitting as I’m fighting allergies/cold so having some time to just relax at home to let the medicine kicked in was something I definitely welcomed.  I’m the type of person who is okay about having to stay home.  I’m good at entertaining myself whether it is by playing Words with Friends on my iPhone, reading or writing.  When I opened my door to take a picture of the snow, I quickly shut it because the snow was clear up to my door and ended up getting on my carpet.  I won’t deny that it looks pretty but is clearly going to take some time to clean up tomorrow.  I also brought some work with me so I also have that as an option to fill my time.  

I’d love to be like Pioneer Woman and fill my blog with photos to coincide with my text but afraid that isn’t going to happen with this post.  Hopefully next time…