It's been a long time...

I was looking over some of my links today and found my Escape Velocity link. Clicked through, and heh, guess what - I'm still here. Just haven't had much to say in almost 3 years it would seem. The one sentence update format of Facebook makes me feel like posting here is work...so that's probably why I've gone silent.

That and it took me about 10 minutes to remember how to log into this site.

The band is gonna need a new name...

Looks like "Size 20 Tall" (my chosen name for my fictional band - you know the one, we all have the dream) is gonna have to retire - 'cause I went shopping yesterday, and for the first time in more than 5 years, I've purchased size 18 average pants. AND THEY FIT. AND IT'S A COMFORTABLE FIT. It's not a GONNA SQEEEEEEEZE if it KIIIIILLLLLS me, fit. They really fit.

I made the decision to make this the year I get myself back into some sort of shape. I've only been doing the treadmill since late January...but I have to say I'm so excited with the results so far.

Hopefully, if all goes well, and if we can keep the act together (some days are just lazy days, once or twice it was a hangover, other times it's just the infighting and personality issues) "Size 16 Average" will be touring the US starting in Orlando with a week long engagement in July.

Rock on.

Even the spandex blend can be unforgiving...

As I'm getting dressed this morning, trying to make sure I find a shirt long enough to go with the pants I'm wearing, I noticed something odd - in the butt area...something not right...hm...really, no, no...is that what I think it is (and not what your probably thinking.)

Yup. I did it. Well, how about that, I blew the seam outta the ass of my pants.

I go into the bathroom and look at my husband..."Would you say that you've reached a low point in your life when you realize that you've blown the seam outta the ass of your pants? I mean, is that a low enough low that I should now be realizing perhaps I need to change something in my life?"

His response...

"Well, that's low, but not the lowest of the low. Lowest of the low would have been walking out of the house like that and having someone else point it out to you."

Yeah, that's just a tad bit lower.

Sigh. They were relatively new pants, too.

A moment of silence, please.

Mind...whatever.

I really don't care for Criss Angel. Yeah, okay...he's talented...so we have to put up with him...but for how arrogant he is about who he is, I just don't see it. Kind of a shame, too, since I usually 'like' guys with a little rocker in them. Yet, he just makes me want to give him a bath...and not in the naughty-naughty, splashy-splashy sort of way...more like an "okay, get in, no playing tonight...this is gonna be a quick one just so I know I'm not sending you off into the world tomorrow smelling like cheese" kinda way.

Baby Steps

Went shoe shopping today for myself for the first time in ages and actually had the moment when I realized that I was looking for big people shoes without velcro straps. I found myself feeling a little awkward and stressed at the idea of tying a bow with shoelaces.

Rabbit ear, Rabbit ear, loop around and through the hole.

Too much children's programming...

At the end of an episode of Kipper the Dog on Sprout my husband turns to me to observe...

"Huh, how about that...the talking dog and the talking pig are suprised that the parrot can talk."

Time to change the channel.

15 Seconds of Fame

I found a feature the other night on the Comcast website that interacts with your home voice mail if you subscribe to the service. This feature allows you to listen to your voice mail over the internet as well as sending you an email notifying you that you have a voice mail. I find the email feature particularly useful because there are times I just forget to look at the phone when I’m home to see if the light is flashing, let alone make a call from my home phone to hear the fast dial tone. Now, I have some notice that I need to check my voice mail when I get home…and a work-days length of anticipation to boot. (Not allowed to stream audio at work & deparate for something to look forward to.)

The one thing I’m finding incredibly interesting about this emailed information is that it also tells you the length of the message. I have to say I’m finding that I’m on some level beginning to judge others by the length of their message. It's not something I would have generally paid attention to (unless you are a total rambler and it’s THAT obvious) but, now that I have this timing data available up front, I’m finding that I’m actually more eager to find out who has called and is able to spell it all out in 15 seconds or less than I am to know the source of the minute and a half message. Pertinent information allowing me to know who called and why and how to get back to them can actually be contained in 15 seconds. How exciting it is to know that I might know someone who has proven themselves to be that effective a communicator!

And as an added bonus, there is the fair warning to perhaps hit the bathroom before checking the messages when I get home...the next one was a bit chatty, it could be awhile.