The 8 year old Docs I made such a fuss about? Buster Brown can’t seem to let them go either…
The sandals April 30, 2005
New sandal day April 28, 2005
It’s kind of weird. They just aren’t the same, but I know I’ll get used to them in time.
R.I.P. – Tribute to my sandals April 27, 2005
It’s official. My Dr. Martens sandals are dead. The soles have been worn thin for several years now, but I just couldn’t give up on them. But now the buckle is broken on one shoe and it won’t stay on. I could replace the buckle and keep on going, but I can’t have them resoled. I called two shoe repair stores and both of them told me that they don’t resole that brand anymore. The East Lansing store has discontinued them. They actually told me that Dr. Martens were “old hat.” Plgh.
So. I guess it’s time to bury them and move on. Well, I probably won’t bury them. I don’t think I can bear to part with them. They were my first. They have memories tied to them. (Literally – I have an anklet hanging from the top weaving that was given to me by an old soul from Georgia.)
Those sandals marked the beginning of a great friendship (thanks, Chey). She was with me when I bought them and she was with me when I broke them in – Bronco Bash, Gas Fest, Zender’s, the sunrise after Dave & Sarah’s wedding, the trip to Hartford. I wore those sandals on my honeymoon. I wore them when I got my tattoo. I wore them at every Chrysalis retreat I’ve worked on. I wore them on each winter day I could find warm socks.
They have been with me just about everywhere for the last 8 years. Thanks for the memories, Doc.
RAFFI!! April 26, 2005
My favorite childhood album. After 28 years it is still the best children’s album ever. Seriously.RAFFI:
1. Six Little Ducks
2. You Gotta Sing
3. Les Petites Marionettes
4. Sodeo
5. Oh Me, Oh My
6. Junior Ragtime
7. Comin’ Down The Chimney
8. Douglas Mountain
9. Listen To The Horses
10. Who Built The Ark
11. Sambalele – Raffi
12. Skin And Bones
13. Shake My Sillies Out
14. If I Had A Dinosaur
15. Workin’ On The Railroad
16. New River Train
Happy belated anniversary to me April 25, 2005
So yesterday was my 6th wedding anniversary. 6 years. It feels like it went really fast but when I think about it I remember all that we’ve been through and realize it has been a long, productive 6 years. God has taught us a lot and we know that we are still here only by His grace. Thank God for grace.
On a totally different subject, my boss just decided to take an afternoon break to drive his fire truck around town. Yes, he bought a fire truck on ebay. Why? Because he can, I guess.
90 Days Same as Cash April 22, 2005
How can 90 days be the same as cash? 90 days and cash are not the same at all. Not even close. I mean, one is a measurement of time passed and the other is a physical object which has been assigned a value and used to trade for other physical objects with similar intrinsic values. If those furniture stores really mean “90 days same as cash” wouldn’t that mean that you could trade 90 days for a couch rather than trading cash for a couch? But no, at the end of the 90 days they still want you to fork up the cash. I think what they really mean is “90 days no interest.” Stupid advertising.
Butt kicking April 20, 2005
This fibromyalgia crap is really kicking my butt lately. Physically and psychologically. In my head I’ve convinced myself that I am a lazy person. Because I walk around looking like a lazy person, right? All of this pain and fatigue is invisible. No crutches or casts to indicate that this is why I’m walking so slow. No bruises to show that this is why I’m having so much trouble getting out of bed.
I’m just not handling it well right now. Most days I handle it well. These days I’m not. I’m angry. I’m fed up. I want it all to go away. And yes, I’m whining. Yes, I’m looking for sympathy. But I am not one to go around asking for it all the time, because most of the time I have convinced myself that I am fine and that this illness is not there. Denial. I’ve been there before with this. It’s like a continual grief process. It just keeps going around and around. Just when I think I’ve accepted it, it starts all over again.
I’m tempted to start journaling all of this. Maybe this one is a good start. I don’t know. I don’t want to be a whiner. But I have to find a way to stop suppressing my emotions. Maybe now would be a good time to start going back to that support group at MSU. Hmm.
I’m like the weather channel April 19, 2005
Have you noticed the time on the last five posts? They’re all on the 8’s. Just like the weather channel. Weird.
THANK GOD. April 19, 2005
No big spiel. Just feel like thanking God for… well… for God. Just being his cool self. Yay God. Go on with yer good self.
