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*Currently, we have a missionary from Haiti staying with us for the weekend. She and her husband run an orphanage for AIDS and HIV+ kiddos down there. (As if the Cholera and the hurricane and the abject poverty weren't enough.) It makes my problems (what little I have) seem absolutely inconsequential. It's good to have some persepctive shoved at you every now and then. So that's what I'm doing this weekend: cooking and hostessing and entertaining and ...sewing?

*A good start on stock for my etsy store. Yes, I'm going to open one. No, I don't have an ETA on that. Etsy (and the way it's set up) is confusing and my photographic skills are a bit lacking. But it's on the horizon. Somewhere. This picture isn't all of the bags I have made; I think there are5 or 6 more hanging in the closet.

* Aaaaand lastly, Goldfish Vanilla Grahams are evil and must be stopped. I bought them for the children and I don't think the boys have had even one out of the (now) half-empty bag.

Curses.

Current Mood: creative
Current Location: my office
Current Music: Nolan and Ethan playing a video game

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Because I need to see this in black and white:

Make Ethan's birthday dinner tonight. He could have chosen anything in the world, and he chose hamburgers and hot dogs, God bless him. I used to ask my mom for Chicken Kiev and Chicken Fried Steaks for my birthday dinners. Sorry, Mom.
~~I still have to decorate his cake. With a Marine Corps insignia? Um... going to have to Google that. Oh, good grief. Looks hard.~~
~~make 2 dozen deviled eggs for the funeral meal I'm in charge of coordinating tomorrow.~~
~~also make 2 peach cobblers.~~
~~also finish dipping 4 dozen cake truffles~~
~~also prepare two briskets~~
also be at church to set up, receive prepared food and clear up after
clean house for home group dinner tomorrow, pick up fajita meat and peppers and onions from Ruby Tequila's
~~mow the yard before home group tomorrow?~~ I don't see this happening. People can see the long grass.
Thursday... there was something on Thursday? Shoot.
Write (heartfelt?) thank you notes to each of the boy's teachers (5) and send them to school before Friday
Pack for our trip to Denver on Friday
Fix Nolan's ipod with all the stuff he wants on it before Friday
Find some time in there to workout...

Okay. That doesn't look so bad. Cover me. I'm goin' in.

**You know how some people say, "OMG!" as an acronym? I'm instituting "LHM!" for "Lord have Mercy!" It's gonna catch on. I can feel it.

Current Mood: busy
Current Location: the kitchen
Current Music: The Vampire Diaries

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Because I'm blessed and don't have an actual nine to five job that I go to everyday, I volunteer in the boys' elementary school library every Wednesday. The school librarian actually has two schools to split her time between, and there needs to be someone there to shelve books and sit at the circulation desk when she's not there. Usually it's only for an hour or two, and it's quiet and most of the children aren't ankle-biting mouth-breathers.

Today, though, I went in early and someone had left every single returned non-fiction book unshelved. There were like... a billion of them. And let me tell you, I can knock out the Easy section and the Fiction books without an issue. I can re-shelve biographies with the best of 'em. But for some reason, re-shelving the non-fiction books puts me right off. Plus, here's a note to whomever can't seem to put things in numerical/alphabetical order: "599.78 LOT" ALWAYS comes before "599.78 MON." And it always will. It takes me twice as long to shelve because I cannot leave these things undone.

I digress.

One of my favorite things is when one of the little munchkins comes in and asks for help finding a book. ( There's an horrific child story under the cut, wherein Carrie almost makes some little kid cry. )

In nothing related to the verbal abuse of children, I've watched the first season of Merlin and have a horribly embarrassing crush on Bradley James. I smile or giggle whenever he's onscreen. Seriously!

I have ISSUES.

Current Mood: busy
Current Location: the breakfast nook
Current Music: More Than She Knows - The Spin Doctors

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It's been awhile since I've done a proper "life catch up" post. *

The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas opens Thursday at the Amarillo Little Theatre, wherein I play Linda Lou, a girl working at the Chicken Ranch.** The show is solid, and funny, and musically sound, so say the directors. For my part? I've spent the majority of the last five weeks going up and down stairs and dancing in three and a half inch heels. Nothing can hurt me, y'all. I'm ready. Bring it. Plus, I got to do my own costumes, and I have to say, they're awfully sassy. Garters and thigh high stockings and vintage red slips and bejeweled floor length gowns. HEE! Chriselda (the theatre's photographer) is taking pictures tonight, so I'll have some to post next week sometime.

Ethan made both the honor choir and the safety patrol. He has to be at the school at 7:30. Dear God in heaven above, deliver me from the Safety Patrol. Aaron is unamused that he has to get up earlier to accomodate his brother's responsibilities. I, for one, understand where the kid's coming from.

I'm still working at the library again this year, with the added new bonus of having a little job reading books to the special needs class, oral interpretation style. I started today, and it was fun. I really enjoy reading books aloud, I always have (plus, it's one of the few things I do well). And they seemed to enjoy it. Win/win.

I think I may volunteer at one of the hospitals doing much the same thing. Wish I could parlay it into an actual, paying, job.***

What else? Because I'm ridiculously crazy, I'm writing for a new HP rpg,

turn_left_rpg , set after book 7 and with no reference whatsoever to the EoD.**** *shakes head* Too, too fun. And addictive. I also and still writing for

si_muove_rpg , and I'm posting a new R/P at various communities and on my writing journal,

carriescribbles .

I'm having lunch with the Education Director of the Theatre today, who I love more than my luggage. And It's FALL. Life is FABULOUS!

* If you don't give a rip about me and my life, this is you chance to escape. No hard feelings.
**which is the cleaned up version of "whore" and "whorehouse" respectively that you can sell to the grey-haired blue hairs that may attend :D
***I sound like Nolan. :P
****Epilogue of Doom

Current Mood: chipper
Current Location: in my spot at the bar
Current Music: At Last - Etta James

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So I'm one of those women. I'm a volunteer.

I don't really want to be, by the way. I was guilted into it. I have two kids at this school, so I decided to give volunteering a shot. Actually when I was a teacher, I thought the Mom volunteers were sort of losers, who had too much time on their hands, and couldn't let their kids go.

Ah, how the times they do change.

I don't do it to be near the boys, but I do have an awful lot of time on my hands, and every now and then it's good to interact with the world, so I learned how to use the Circulation program (30 seconds) refreshed myself on the Dewey decimal system (a few minutes) and dragged myself up to the elementary school this morning to spread my own brand of sunshine and joy to the masses.

There was only one class that came in, the rest were single students who returned books and checked some more out. I managed to shelve all the books on the return shelf, and just as I was about to leave, this little angelic child of about 8, with blonde hair and lovely green eyes comes up to me and asks for help.

Angel girl. Could you help me find a book, please?

Me. Sure, sugar. What kind of book?

Angel Girl. I'm doing a report on mammals in the ocean.

Me. (warily) Like whales?

Angel girl. Yes. And manatees and dolphins.

Me. (winces) Alright.

(Angel girl and I go over to the 500s, and sure enough, in 599.53something, there were like a DOZEN books on (spits) DOLPHINS.)

Angel girl. (exclaims) Oh, good there are so many!

Me. (in disgust) Yeah, there are a lot, alright. Sure you don't want to do a report on Bears?

Angel girl. (blinks) No.

So, in the interest of not scarring the young girl for life, I didn't share my opinions on dolphins (who, no matter what anyone says are not FRIENDLY. Well, they are, but not that SORT of friendly), or tell her the horror story that was my honeymoon.

It was a close call, though.

Current Location: my barstool
Current Music: Paolo Nutini something

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Weekend Roundup

LHM!**

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Careful, Carrie. Your crazy is showing.

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