Passing Smog

So I passed my biennial smog today. And got in 4 miles of walking. And did some grocery shopping. And talked to a friend. And did internet research. And I have a date tonight and another one tomorrow. ;) Life is Good.

Mysterious Smog

So, I was going to get my car smogged today, but the machine wasn't working at the place I took it to. Only I didn't find out in time to take my car elsewhere, so, Friday. But the cool thing was getting to walk past the Winchester Mystery House on my way there and back. And the place was close enough for me to walk home (which is part of why I didn't find out about the glitch until too late). So I got 4 miles of walking, plus the mile + round trip to the library for internet. I've been wasting way too much time playing with my private Amazon wish lists lately. I'd better go home and get ready for work tomorrow.

Music Review

I've been meaning to post a couple of songs here for a while, but I keep forgetting to bring my headphones to the library, so I can listen to the videos before posting them. Finally, I have the chance.

First there's a Country Song that always makes me laugh, because there is so much truth in it. It's Brad Paisley's I'm Still A Guy. The visual of this version didn't work for me, but it's the best sound of the options. If you want to see a funny, edited version, watch the Heroes version.

The other is a follow up to my post about I'm Yours by Jason Mraz. Just the other day on my way home from work I discovered that one of my favorite songs from collage, The Remedy, is also by Jason Mraz. They are quite different styles, and the fact that I like them both makes me think I might enjoy his albums, not just his singles. Listen to them both, and see for yourself.

Law Enforcement Presence

I know it ought to make me feel more secure, because they're doing their job and keeping things safe, but somehow seeing a bunch of police coming out of a building in my area, especially when they appear to be wearing bullet proof vests and helmets and there's a black paddy wagon parked in the street, is rather unnerving. Maybe it's because I start worrying about what could go wrong in the future? Somehow, the fact that they need to be there all all makes my neighborhood feel less safe.

Otherwise, life is good and productive. The Cupertino FM is fabulous! I ended up with more fruit than I can use in a week, but I can always freeze some. I'll have to try to get back there next week--I didn't have enough cash to get any honey, but the vendor there had some nice big jars in a shape I could easily re-use. (I'd rather get the size of glass jar that I like to use by buying things in them than just buy the jar.) I had just enough cash left over when I finished my shopping to buy myself a bouquet of roses. Not the hot-house kind, little bud roses in several colors. I didn't count, but probably a dozen or so, and at a good price. :) I love having fresh flowers in the house.

Gauche Blue Sky and an Red Alpha Romeo

So on Tuesday I had this fabulous day that started with a perfect sky that looked like something one of my art professors would have painted. It was his favorite colors, sky blue and white, and it somehow looked really flat, like gauche on cardboard (his favorite way to paint, don't ask . . . ). And then at work I discovered a text message from my b.f. to brighten an already good day. The baby had slept for nearly 3 hours, so I got to just sit and read . . . And on my way home, not only was there no traffic, but I was passed by a red Alpha Romeo. (I'd say vintage, but I've never seen one that wasn't). That's the first time I've actually seen one of those driving on the road. Only in California . . .

But then yesterday, the spell broke. The baby only slept an hour (except in the stroller) and I not only hit major traffic on my way home, but nearly missed rear ending someone who pulled out ahead of me from a near stop as I was accelerating in a lane moving at least 30 mph faster than the other lanes. Quite scary. Very relieved that my breaks work well.

It seems like most of my posts have to do with commuting these days. I guess that's because I can't talk about my life and my work are so, um, routine. Which is fine with me--that's how I like it. But it doesn't make for much to say. Maybe I should just accept it and create a category for commuting stories. Or maybe not.

Cat's Cradle

The book I'm listening to made a reference to the game of Cat's Cradle, and I realized I hadn't played with string in years. So I cut a length of yarn and tied a circle, just to see if my fingers still remember, and they do. That's body memory for you. :)

I've had a very lazy, only slightly productive weekend, but I planned it that way, so it's o.k. :)

Accidental Week

My commutes seemed to be plagued by accidents this week. The first slowed me down, but didn't look so serious when I got to it. The second looked pretty bad, but it was on the other side of the 8 lane highway, and not during rush hour, so it didn't affect me. The third slowed me down a lot, when I was already late, but then, if I'd been on time, I might have been in it, as it was pretty fresh.

Then one of those little warning lights on my dash board came on, so I had to take my car in. I've been needing to do that anyway, as I noticed something that was loose, but didn't seem to be affecting anything. Oops, it looks like that part might have been more important than I thought. I really need to learn more about cars.

So this has my whole day screwed. I was planning to go to a Farmer's Market, which I could technically still do, but I'd have to take public transit, and the system is too confusing for me to make sense of today. My brain feels totally fried, and I'm just not up for an adventure. So I guess I'll just go home and mope. Maybe I'll go to Whole Paycheck this afternoon to get the necessary supplies.