I lied

Ok- you won't see an increase in late night blogging after all. Why?
The power supply on my comp gave out and I hate posting from my iTouch.

I'll get around to replacing it soonish. Pretty funny, there was a
time when I'd freak out when my comp went down, and was in a state of
anxiety till I got it up and running again. I've been fortunate in
that it's rarely happened and when it did, it was a relatively easy fix.

It's on the list of things-to-do, along with getting a new printer. In
th meantime, I'll just read -your- blogs so get busy and post more
interesting & funny & thought provoking things for me to read.

No picture because my tech skills fail me and I can't make it work
right.

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My youngest turned 18 yesterday. We're having a party for him tonight - guess what he wants for dinner? You got it - pizza.

He's hard to get gifts for these days because his toys get more expensive- wants things like trucks and muscle cars, which I'm not buying for him. I did, however, head to Nordstrom in Anchorage and purchase some very nice cologne for him (he likes to smell good and I've had enough of that Axe he bathes in). In the fancy bag with his man-cologne I also put one of those boxes you store Hotwheels in - you know, the one that looks like a wheel? That and two Mustangs (Hotwheels!). He's gotten a new Hotwheels car or two every birthday/Christmas and I know he's saved a few of them.

I also got him some polar-fleece sheets. Yep, he's getting sheets for his birthday. (Awww Mom!) No really, he'll love them. This kid is a 6'5" basketball jock, eats like a horse, smells like a man, can fix anything...and he loves warm fuzzy things. And puppies. And monkeys. So yes, he's getting warm fuzzy polar fleece sheets. I couldn't afford a monkey.

He's the last of my kids at home, still in the nest but poised for flight. When he heads out into the world my laundry load will be dramatically reduced, grocery store trips less frequent, fridge less full. We'll stay close, but the house will feel empty and I'll miss the little day to day goofyhead moments.

Funny - my mom was gone this summer and I sure missed her. I'm 44 and I've found there are still moments when you just need your mom. Being my kid's mom is the best job I've ever had, and now they're these amazing grown-up people that still like to hang out with me now & then, like I like to hang with my mom. How cool is that?

10 cats and a cardigan, please

Ah, love. Be prepared for a resuming of late night posting, as I appear to be single again. I am home, Friday night, listening to "Great Opera Duets" (cranked), drinking my SECOND light beer and swapping back and forth between Jane Austen and Saul Bellow. How bad is it? I attempt to sing with the opera duets.

I took a good shot at dating, but I think I doomed myself before I started - Long Distance (though same state). Said gentleman has the means to get me there and get himself here regularly and obliged readily, but it's just not that easy. And that's all I'll say on that subject (heave sigh of relief now, please).

So, back to my evening. At first I thought, "geez, all I need is about 10 cats...", but I realized that I am enjoying being alone. Fridays can be difficult, as my boys are usually out - tonight they're at their Dad's house. He likes to have them up to his girlfriend's big house and cook them steak. It hurts my feelings they have a good time at the big jerk's girlfriend's house, because he really is a big jerk, but I can't tell them that, not cool. One of those situations where I'm homework, chores, and telling them to do all the things they should be doing and their Dad is funtime steak dinners. Wait...I might be venting...where was I?

Ah yeah - evenings at home, alone. Sometimes they're therapeutic. And I freaking LOVE certain opera pieces. Voices soaring, weaving in and out of each other, no idea what they're saying but the feel of the song transmits meaning- Joy, sadness, ecstasy, passion, pleading, huge expressions of emotion, a conversation in music. Yes, I'm a dork.

So, I'm patching my heart up, immersing my head in music, comfortably on my own. I don't fuckin' need anybody.

But, *tiny voice* I want somebody.

Miss me?

(This goes with the post below- I still can't seem to post an image -and- text from my iTouch at the same time)

It's been a busy summer and when I'm not at work I don't seem to find the time or inclination to sit at the comp. And since I got my neato iTouch, I rarely feel the need to, since I can check email on the run. As a former gamer-chick who used to -live- on and for the computer (I built it just for gaming!) this is probably a healthy change. Since I lost 200lb almost two years ago (I'm referring to my ex, all 200lb of him), I've been enjoying a more active social life, a more active sex life, and heck -a more active life in general, and I really don't have time to putz around on the comp, nor do I need it for an escape. Hooray!

So I'm posting from my iTouch as i'm  snuggled in bed (with the dog). And yep, it's one of those lame "sorry I haven't posted in awhile" things, directed at all three of my readers.

Now to see if I can post a picture. This us a shamelessly stolen image of drawings of copepods, which I am posting in celebration of the fact that in addition to my regular day job ( non-biology) I was given some part time work on a project where I get to be a biologist again. I'm happy to be back in the field, even if its just part time.

Side note: I've often thought if I were ever to get a tattoo it would be a copepod, probably on my hip. These are a bit fancy though. My other choice would be some kind of logarithmic spiral form, like a nautilus or ammonite. There's a post about that here somewhere but I'm too tired to figure out linking it, and reader DaveDownUnder is going to scold me for being up so late.

Ni-night *yawn*

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This goes with that post up there ^

Hmm

Haven't mastered this yet, I guess. Here is the text that was supposed to show up with the picture below:

Here's what the drive home was like tonight around 7:30pm on Farmer's Loop. For those not from here, if there were no fires it would be daylight & clear skies. It's gone from smoke to ash in the air (and all over everthing else). There was even an advisory on TV about air quality.

Ick.

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Smoke