Quick Thought.

Here is something I love: My father does construction, and on his sites, sometimes there is no paper to write upon. He also get calls all (and I mean ALL) the time. Numbers must be written down. Therefore, ever so often, my father will come home with a piece of torn card board with someones name and a phone number written on it. Occasionally, on days such as this, a large block of wood is used in the card boards stead.
The block is on the dining room table.
That is what I love.

Mad Hatter Tea Party!

Oh, the night was grand! I did drink a bit of tea and the food was delightful, but the best part was all the people there. Highlighted conversations included Kris Riggio, Mary Harris, and Jamie Spiro. Kris told a few of his wonderful adventures in Europe. This was the first I had seen of him since the day before he had left. It was good to see him. Mary Harris, whom I had had a small (very small) conversation with a year before at the Spiro 80's party, Lisa, and I had a brilliant talk about simply everything. Jamie's stories are told so well, I never mind hearing them again and again.
I wish that everyone would dress like we all did at the party all the time. It was funky. brave. unabashed by what others would think. Nobody cared about protocol with their clothing. And I liked that.

I thought of something this week. I don't know where else I could say it, so I'll say it here:

Inspiration to constriction: The Arts to Mathematics
Even in these polar opposites, is there a parallel?
The Answer: Perspective
Isn't this poetically just?

With that, I bid you adeu.

Fun with Baby Showers and Fire Stations

Yesterday was Tynaea's surprise baby shower, or should I say Dominic's shower. He is such a cutie and everything he got is going to be adorable on him. I got him a little hat and a jean jacket with sherpa lining that got that particular "aaawwww" factor I was hoping for. I hope I get to see him wear it someday.
My mother came with me. It was the first time that she had gotten to be with all my friend's mothers at the same time. I was glad that it went well. I didn't really expect less, but I was glad for the easiness of the night.
Around 8:00 almost all the moms went home, and Lauren, Hannah, Lisa, Amber, Amber's mom, Abbey, Amanda, and I played a delightful game of signs. Tynaea and Quang stayed for bit as well. After a little while Abbey and Amanda, and Amber and her mom went home.
Lisa picked up her friend Emily who spent the night at the house as well. She is a nice girl. Very pleasant. We then watched Dick and Jane, after which L-monster and I went to "bed" where we got hardly any sleep at all.
The next day we went to paint the fire station. Mina and I had a lovely time painting the walls and each other in the fire station hallway, where many a handsome fireman did walk through. Such a lovely Fire station.
I slept for three hours when I got home. I didn't mean to, but it just happened. I was so tired.
Oh! Andrew played at Starbucks and he said that it went well. Speaking of that, Heidi and Spencer are going to be on the Bonnie Hunt Show. How happy is that?
Another thought, Erin Hanson's Mad Hatter Party is coming. I'm so excited and I'm going shoe shopping with Lisa this week for it.

Certainly was an organized entry for a little while there.........
signing off.
-abbie

Party and Down time

Well, The mustache party was excellent, and awhile ago. I wore my black dress, silver shoes, and a lovely little mustache called the "con artist". I talked with all sorts of people I hadn't seen in ages and this time, I felt like more than the "little sister" which I had felt like years prior. No fault to my siblings. I was just young.
Croquet at Lisa's with Hannah and Lauren was also fun. I won the first round and left but one alive. We played the "poison" version. Lisa, of course, I couldn't get. Blast that luck. I was doing so well too. Truthfully, I hadn't liked the idea of being poison in the first place. I hate making people lose, losing, and winning. At first, I didn't really try. Then I got lauren out.... I thought I liked it. When it came down to the last, I started feeling bad. I always do. I didn't try as hard, even when I got hannah out. I should never play games. I get distracted and, oddly enough, emotional. I feel bad about everything I do to win, or I feel stupid for losing.
But I hate to watch.
The past few days I've been working steady and becoming more politically minded. I did school all day Friday, started a book and a painting, and watched the Vice Presidential Debate. I've decided I'm a republican. And I support McCain and Palin pretty equally. I have a lengthy shpeal (or however you spell it) on why, but thats much to write for now. If you really want to know, I will tell you. I'm excited for the next debate. It's already set to record.

On a different note, have I said how great texting really is?