Saturday, October 4, 2014

Fall, y'all

Chocolate cinnamon pumpkin pancakes. Door open to cooler air. Fall harvest candle lit. Slow morning with the husband, watching a National Geographic documentary on our national parks: another reminder of the majesty of God's creation. Geysers and gluten free pancakes. Selah.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Last weekend of summer classes!

View of the Capitol from this past week. Pretty flowers, pretty day (in the shade). This was hours before a death threat letter hit one of the offices and practically shut down the east wing of the G level and countless law enforcement and first responder vehicles lined the Capitol Drive.
 
Oh, hello. It's Statistics class. Time for another post. Get ready for some first world problems:
  • I have a sinus headache but am too lazy to rustle through my bag and find some Advil congestion meds.
  • I need more coffee and waiting for the opportune time to run to the coffee machine before my classmates get there on break
  • I'm too tired to read through all my "to read" emails or answer old texts I've let go by the wayside.
  • I need to deposit a check but don't have a dark surface on which to place the check so I can take a photo of it and instantly deposit it through my USAA banking app.
  • Giving myself a pedicure in class would be frowned upon.

Well that's embarrassing. In other news, here are two photos of awesomeness from the past week:

Cool Category:

This is an AMBUS. An ambulance bus. There are 13 of these bad boys in Texas, and I was able to go in this one and visit with some of the EMTF (Emergency Management Task Force) personnel. Cool facts about this bus:
  • They can be configured to hold 20 gurneys (think shallow but adequate bunk beds) lining the sides of the bus.
  • There's a wench in the bottom middle of the bus and they can pull bariatric patients in this way.
  • These 13 buses have the same capacity as 117 ambulances, so clearly they're a big help when there's a need for an evacuation of, say, a nursing home or hospital.
  • Buses elsewhere are equipped with 4 air conditioning units, but the Texas AMBUSes have FIVE. So there.
So Very Weird category:

 
I don't care who you are. This is weird.
 
 
 
And for the Totally Awesome Category:
 
I took this pic on a dreamy Sunday evening kayak ride with Tim - we bought kayaks at the beginning of summer and have thoroughly enjoyed being out on the water. We've been going out in the morning, which is still fun, but the evening ride (with a picnic dinner!) was pretty stellar. And since we haven't been out in the evenings on kayaks since that one time I broke up with him on July 4, 2010 when walking over the Potomac River in DC ("I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS...")... it was nice to have a good memory of a sunset kayak ride :).
 
Have a great weekend, y'all!! 
 



Saturday, August 2, 2014

What I'm doing today in Stats class

Statistics is hard. As in another language. As in a "successful" class today means I don't fall asleep or storm out. Can I get an amen?

Here's what I've been doing in Stats this morning (class is 7:30am - 12:00pm this lovely Saturday morning that was an amazingly low 68 degrees when I drove to school this morning and I'm stuck inside in a fluorescent bulb-lit classroom that is about 55 degrees and I'm shivering and what the hell).
  • Made a list of all family birthdays by month
  • Read several Wall Street Journal articles re: Ebola, Israel, the US border with Mexico....
  • This article that makes us seethe "I knew it back then!" and "I told you so!"
  • Paid my credit card statement
  • Continually making a to do list, using my Container Store planner and my taasky app
  • Made a grocery list with the GroceryIQ app
  • Made a shopping list (I ripped through TWO! Count 'em! One, TWO! Pairs of blue jeans this morning like a true fatty. As I was having a breakdown/hissy fit, sweet Tim observes, "time to go shopping!" Hell yes I do. But I don't want to talk about it.)
  • Followed up on some old emails I've been meaning to send
  • Noticed that I really need to clean my jewelry
  • Stayed current on my Instagram monitoring activities

Ladwy mercy. Get here, 12:00pm.

Friday, August 1, 2014

It's the simple things

After class on Friday nights, I come home and am pretty much worthless for the evening. Tonight, Tim is on a boat somewhere in Lake Austin for a work thingy (tough life, I know), so after 237... Okay, 4, times of trying unsuccessfully to make Netflix connect so I can get my long overdue 30 Rock fix, I started flipping through our measly channel selection and was so elated to come across this gem! 

True Grit! Rooster Cogburn!.... Stand up Tom Chaney! ....My family has property! ...Is that man simple minded? ...oh, they're dead. Terrible sight to see... Rooster Cogburn is no friend of mine...

Oh good times.

So good that I tripped over my very full, stemless glass holding the remainder of my red wine and discovered that my big easy chair has some sort of 3M repellant in it, so you can't tell I splashed the side of it. And thank goodness for carpet spot cleaner. 

Back to the liquor cabinet to fully appreciate this !movie night. I might even try to take a swig Rooster Cogburn style.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Drinking on the job

Seriously, people. This has gotten out of control. 

This is my desk right now. No staging was necessary for this photo. Tap water in my (Go CHI-O!) red cup. Iced tea (was) in my Aggie Tervis Tumbler. Sparkling (flat) water straight from the big Trader Joe's bottle. Hot mint tea in my EE cup. Lawdy.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

George H. W. Bush on Socks

I love George Herbert Walker Bush. So much. Allie sent me this buzzfeed highlighting his advice for choosing socks and, well, read it for yourself. And then go buy some fun socks. Live a little.



Saturday, July 19, 2014

The Frank Lucas

This is a Frank Lucas.



I created this masterpiece while watching American Gangster. My man Denzel was so cool, per usual, I just had to name this lovely drink after his character. (And yes, I carry a little chip on my shoulder because I invented the half tea half lemonade drink dubbed the "Arnold Palmer" when I was like 2. Come on, how creative a drink is this?!?)

This is how you make a Frank Lucas:
Whiskey (to taste)
Triple sec (to taste)
Sprinkle of bitters
A maraschino cherry if you're feeling lucky

Do what you like. Like what you do.

And now, some Frank Lucas quotes.

"See, ya are what ya are in this world. That's either one of two things: Either you're somebody, or you ain't nobody."

"My man."

"This is my home. My country. Frank Lucas don't run from nobody. This is America."

But Why Male Models?

It's time to fire up the ol' blog. Here's why. I'm in Statistics class and really have no clue what's going on. I sit here for 4.5 hours every Saturday morning (from 7:30am - 12:00pm, mind you), developing severe frowning and squinting lines as I stare at the projector screen, terrified that I'm going to blurt out, "....BUT WHY MALE MODELS!?" Zoolander style.

 (inserting a clever meme is proving more difficult than my short temper will allow right now, so just use your own imagination). After having everything explicitly explained to him, he was still so thoroughly confused....

Rather than letting all my genius go to waste as I languish here in Stats, I thought I'd channel all this creative energy back into my blog. Besides, typing on a Word-like document isn't as suspicious-looking as pinterest would be to my classmates.

So yeah. Quick catch up: I'm still married to Sherpa Tim. He's the best thing in this world. I'm still working for Rep. Ed Thompson at the Texas Capitol, love my job. I'm pursuing an Executive Master's degree in Public Leadership at the LBJ School of Public Affairs at UT. Learning a lot, loving the other 22 people in the cohort.

Well shucks. In a fit of despair, I just jerked back in a display of utter defiance for coefficients of determination (whatever the hell that means), and jammed my knee into the table leg. This class reeks of an exercise in futility, given that I'm planning a party after this class is over that involves pyrotechnics and explosives.... and I PRAY I don't have to ever use this info.

Let me be clear. The professors in this class are great men. I really respect their work and their dedication to the field of statistics.

But enough about Stats. No really.
 Time for a nap. At my desk.