X-amine Y-our Z-ipper..........
Once upon a time it was VERY VERY WINDY DAY. And that is THE End of Tank Girls weather story time.
My Book Shelf:
I have been trying to improve the lack of stimulus I incur by being a 'Trophy Wife' by reading more books. In 2010, I can't recall exactly how many books I read, but it was a lot more then any other year in recent memory. See....see what is happening? I am only 27 years old and I can't remember what I read. Anywho, some of the highlights of 2010 were:
Against Medical Advice: True Story written by James Patterson about a kid who struggles with the sudden onset of Tourette's Syndrome. If you have any serious medical ailments like myself I recommend it because you won't feel alone when the Jack Ball Doctor's can't magically cure you like they lead you to believe in popular media. If you are not sick, it will open your eyes to the people who are.
The Reliable Wife: A fictional work by Robert Goolrick, a twisted love story similar to the movie 'Original Sin.' I enjoyed it because it was different but was also haunted by the darkness.
19 Minutes: Another work of fiction by the gifted Jodi Pocoult (who also wrote 'My Sister's Keeper'). It was a very thought provoking book in light of recent events about an Active Shooter situation and all the complicated roles, emotions, and events that follow. This book was my favorite because it provided many controversial topics for LEGS and I to discuss- Great Table Talk!
So far this year I have read:
'Somewhere Inside' by Laura and Lisa Ling. It is the true story of the American Journalists held captive in North Korea in 2009. I finished it last night, and the feelings I had while reading the book varied greatly.
At first I kept having nightmares of being held captive in Never Never Land (I think it was the combination of reading about being held captive in North Korea and the anxiety of moving to another country), but I also found the inside view of North Korea fascinating.
I felt a great deal of empathy toward both Journalists while in captivity but it was mixed with a great deal of frustration and even anger about some of the actions that placed them in the situation. Toward the end of the book I felt a small amount of irritation toward the political fluff that was unnecessarily included, although I suspect I was more aware of it as a result of my difference in political opinion.
Last night while LEGS and I were in the shower we discussed the 'replaceable versus irreplaceable' topic in regards to our move to NEVER NEVER LAND. LEGS firmly believes that everything we have can be replaced. I beg to differ, there are certain items that I am in possession of that just cannot be replaced if broken or destroyed. Here is the conversation:
LEGS: 'You are just irrationally attached to the material things in the house.'
ARMS:'Yeah....your right, I guess it wouldn't be THAT big of a deal if a blade was missing off your helicopter and there was a crack in the fuselage. '
LEGS:'Your view of real world is distorted.'
ARMS:'I am merely pointing out that I don't dismiss your care and concern for the items in your world and you shouldn't dismiss the things in my world.'
(This conversation continued with a plethora of other analogies and examples, but the bottom line is this: I am not saying LEGS should fly the broken helicopter, or that a broken cup would be of the same magnitude, all I am saying is my sentimental value of these priceless family heirlooms is just as important as the engorgement of his member over the Commanche.)
Did you see the news coverage about the Terrorist Airport Bombing in Moscow? This terrifies me.
I had to contain myself today. I wanted to be a babbling brook to the movers but then I thought, your stupid, they have seen every aspect of your life, all your pictures, your style, keepsakes, they hear the casual conversations you have with your husband, see how you treat your dog, whether you are clean or dirty, they know your hobbies etc.
Out of this very boredom I got on facebook and randomly chose friends of mine to stalk. I looked through all their pictures, their friends pictures and their friends' friends pictures. A few observations; I like how people are a combination of silly and cute when they are younger, some people from high school really haven't changed, and I wonder how my pictures look from the outside in........
Random Thoughts:
I feel bad watching the movers pack up our stuff. They are working so hard and we are just sitting here, listening to music, playing on our computers.
I can't imagine my life without Thai Food. We introduced the movers to Thai Food today, I was worried they were going to think we are weird people who eat bizarre food, but they ate it and liked it.
Somebody help me.....I am so bored.....I'm a facebook creeper and its freaking me out.
High School was not my favorite time in my life. I wouldn't go back if somebody offered me and bazillion dollars. Today while being a facebook creeper, it was amazing how pictures of the people I liked brought back a feeling a happiness and comfort, and pictures of the people I disliked made me feel sick to my stomach.
I find it absolutely captivating that the people I liked in high school are out there doing amazing things and seeing the world, while people that I disliked are still up to the same old bullsh*t. How drab, dreary and dull it must be to be in the same place, with the same friends, doing the same thing......perhaps there is something to this whole Karma thing.
Over & Out....
Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife....**
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