how foolish do i feel...

I've been without a second cd drive-- my dvd drive-- on my computer for over a year now (ever since I moved to W. Warwick). I've tried to figure out the problem, but had always assumed it to be a disk that had slid back and gotten stuck prohibiting the drive from opening. Tonight I decided, what good is a broken disk drive? so I decided to pry it open to try to see what was wrong (you see, I don't have enough technical ability to actually take the drive out and examine). SO using promotional fork-thingers from starbucks, I pried... thus noticing the problem. The door was stuck. Yes folks, the door was stuck. Within seconds (literally less than one minute's time) I now have both my drives again. foolishness... although good for a good laugh at myself. :)

could care less v. couldn't care less

Why must people use these phrases wrong?
"I could care less" means that you do care and therefore could care less than you actually do.
"I couldn't care less" means that you are at the lowest point of 'care' already.

< / random rant on grammar >

the passing of time

I was looking through photographs of Catherine Elizabeth from her first year and I am amazed at how long ago it seems in picture-time (In physical time, I can recall each day that the photos were taken and remember just how it was, making it seem like "just yesterday"). Anywho, CE has changed a WHOLE LOT. Some pictures show her laying on her back before she was even able to roll over or crawl. Now she's running around the house like a mad-women screaming, "come on, Aunty (said like Ant-y, unfortunately) M, chase me, chase me." Of course, this means that I now am walking in circles around the dining room table "chasing her" as she giggles. Loads of fun. Now I get to watch Emily grow up and go through all those same stages that Catherine Elizabeth has already conquered.

catherine elizabeth turns 2! :) 

This picture always makes me smile. Not only are the colors festive, but the actual picture reminds me of my time in Ireland for spring break-- this is the backside of the Dublin Castle area. Why it looks like a box of crayons is beyond my understanding, but it suited my needs just fine. And now I look back and in this picture I can reminisce (rem·i·nisce: had to look it up-it didn't look right, but it is) about all the fun times in Dublin. Thanks J.

attitude. 

love...

does anyone truly understand it? do we realize when we show love or when we don't. Do we equate dashing hopes and dreams with keeping our love from one another. encouragement and love go hand in hand. when will we see this? when will we become zealous to encourage and love our neighbors? our enemies? who are we to ration out love to whom we find worthy? and what of outward appearances? Should the beautiful receive love based on their beauty, but those without physical beauty be denied such a human right? And who am I that I should be loved without first showing love? What is love?

somedays...

need more sunshine. This is one of those days. It's like getting your car stuck in the mud and not being able to push it out, or pull it out. Maybe I'm just crazy. WAIT. no, I KNOW I'm crazy, but perhaps that analogy makes no sense to most of the world :) However, I'm done pushing and pulling for the day. It's time to redirect the efforts and let the car sit in the mud till the sun comes out.