Being on pager sucks. At least I get paid a bit extra to do it... but it still sucks. Sitting around at home, when I could be out watching George test-ride motorcycles. He really wants one and went and got his learner's license on Friday... he called me from the dealership - he was able to ride at least one bike around. Wish I could have been there to see the monster grin that was probably on his face. =) Next time... he has many more test rides to do.

Meanwhile... I sit at home and wish I could go downstairs and cut glass... if only I had a pattern chosen. If only my pager worked down there. ;-) I'll make something... and then colour it to suit the glass that I already bought. ;-) I stopped by Kona Stained Glass supply last night on the way home from work and raided their "by the pound scrap bins". The glass is cheaper that way and it's in small pieces - which is fine for my tea light holders... if only I had a pattern in mind! I also chose some glass from their regularly priced bins.. but still cheaper stuff. Once I get the hang of this more I'll get other more expensive glass.. if that's what the pattern will look good in.

Ah well. The apartment is relatively tidy and I was able to go and get food at the grocery store today. Always a bonus. New recipe tonight. I'll post it if it's any good. ;-) It's for cheap inside/outside round steak... and likely very delicious. We shall see.

Off I go to try it!

Long time no post. Things at work have been hectic and short-staffed. Thank goodness the company is hiring more people. Damn it all to hell that they won't be up to speed enough to be on the phones for another few months.

I woke up feeling vertigo and pain and sweating like an athlete. Welcome, welcome period of mine. I'm no good to anyone in a state like this, so I will stay home. Wallow in my misery in bed and feel better tomorrow. I will also likely wake up, bundle myself up in 3 layers of sweat pants and tidy up the apartment. That's just the way periods go. I feel guilty as HELL for not going in, but I know I would make everyone's lives miserable... so might as well stay home and just have me be miserable.

The Birthday weekend in Seattle was glorioius. Rainy for the most part, except for Sunday which was a bright, crisp , sunny fall day. We took advantage of the cloudless state to visit the Space Needle... Eleve USD each later we were whizzing up the 41 second elevator ride (that goes half the speed of a nomral elevator) to experience great views and really cool interactive features that make up the observation deck. We never did figure out how much rain Seattle gets per year on average. I guess I just couldn't shake my head at the right speed. Don't ask. Just go.

The day before was filled with trying to find a restaurant to eat lunch at (since the first choice Mexican place was closed -- as were most of Belltowne's restaurants). Found a place called CJs (yes, Doug, it's a "J" not a "K") that had a killer huge menu and some good plain home-style cookin' type breakfasts and lunches. Too much to choose from, but we all managed to get something yummy. I had a Mushroom-Swiss scramble with sourdough toast and red skinned potatoes. Yum. Too much food for me to finish!
Then we parted company with Llarian, zen and DieharD and us girls went to find me some shoes at .... if I could remember the name I'd be fine. I want to call it Norton's rack, but I know that's not right. Well... check Alison's Journal to see where we really went - I know she knows the name! Ooh! Nordstroms! I think. Anyway. Ali found me some awesome Merrell shoes. They're black slip on runners with a quick lace-up system that totally rocks. I love Merrell. I might even write to them on paper and let them know how much one day. I got some fun cammo-sparkly underwear. Just because I could. Also picked up a tiny gift for Sara in Madison Wisconsin!! She rocks.

We then met the boys.. they showed up at the store after touring Llarian's swanky view-office digs -- and they caught me in the act of trying on and desiring a full-length black wool coat with fur trimmed collar and sleeves. I was in love. It was so romantic and gorgeous and warm. Thank goodness the price tag shocked me out of wandering off to the cash register. Three hundred of those USD is about Ten BILLION of our Canadian ones. I couldn't afford it. Damn it all. I need that coat.

After they wrestled me out of the coat we all wandered to the movie theatre to see what was playing - said goodbye to Llarian and headed in to watch "From Hell". It was okay. They didn't piss me off by doing horrible accents. Heather Graham (that always makes me laugh because it's my name and my brother's name) and Johnny Depp were good with the accents! Thank goodness! Almost nothing gets my goat more than actors/actresses that can't do accents. What's the point?I enjoyed Mulholland Drive much more -- mainly because it was so convoluted. After seeing that movie, From Hell was positively predictable. Even the gratuitous gore seemed boring, and that usually freaks me out!! Thankfully there were lots of Friesian horses to keep my eyes glued to the screen. I love Friesians... though I'm sure not every carriage in England was pulled by them. ;-)

The night was capped off with dinner, drinks and desert at Zoe (not to mention tons of bread and a luscious vinegar/oil dip). Zoe was a delight, even though I didn't enjoy my steak as much as I'd hoped -- I guess I'm not a fan of 'smoked' meats. The rest was delish! I had mussels for an appetizer and Lemon Cake for desert. Gorgeous. I had way too much to drink, too... but much fun and merriment were had by all and George even got a happy birthday candle in his desert.

Back I go to bed, now... to sleep off the grumps and the cramps and the pain. Blech.