God Bless America

How much do I love America? Where else can you have a huge bowl of a frozen margarita, a giant corn chip the size of my hand, and a massive bowl of guacamole? I don't know but I do know you can get that in Tulsa, OK. Yummy for my tummy. I am on my usual mexican food marathon and loving every salsa dipped moment of it. Thank the Lord for Tex-mex.

Playing Catch Up...

Delirious? bought Ian noise canceling Bose headphones for Christmas. He loves them.



I have freakishly long arms...Go, Go Gadget arms.

Max loves Texas Football. He hasn't taken off this outfit since Christmas.

I am in Tulsa, OK. To be precise Owasso, OK. A brown wasteland with lots of big shops. I can't believe how much Owasso has grown since I was last here.

Since I last posted I have been to the Delirious? Christmas party, flown over the atlantic, had my first Christmas eve party at my sister's house and my first christmas morning not at my Mom's house. Well besides the time I was England for Christmas. I really don't have much to say about all the festivities...Lots of food, drink, and fun. I will add photo's and hopefully they will tell the story.

Merry Christmas! and I Happy New year.

Birthday Photo's

I have been trying to load my birthday picture's for two days now and it is just not happening. Not sure what the problem is and it is kinda pissing me off. Ian has left for about 5 days and tomorrow is our 3 year anniversary. Aaawwww poor us we don't get to be together on our anniversary. Oh well. I think we will survive.

I am having a focus issue today. I need to decide what I need to do and when. I am distracted by the fact that we have sold our flat and we haven't found one to buy. Bluh. I have kinda given up looking until next year.

Getting ready to go to the States very exciting!

Nothing else to really say. LAters.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Merryish Christmas Service.

I am slowly recovering from my computer drama. It does seem like everyday there is some new thing I have to download, write new, or change.

Yesterday was the Carol Service at St. Mary's which was nice, but I was a bit jaded because they did not call me to be in the choir. I had contacted the church about a month ago about being in the choir and had an email saying sure thing and they would call me and let me when the auditions were. Next thing I know I talk to my friend Mairi and she tells me she is singing in the choir in the carol service. I have not heard a word about it. Well I was a bit upset and decided to boycott the service as a result. My conscious got the better of me and when I was asked to help with the make-up I did. A little disgruntled I showed up at the church and waited for about an hour till the actor showed up and did a Panto make-up for King Herrod. Ian saved seats in the auditorium and when I was finished with the fabulous make-up application I sat down to find my view of the stage was blocked by a christmas candle chandelier. Oh well. It was a nice service ending with a great version of Joy to the World, my favorite Christmas song. The wonderfully joyous song was ruined slightly by the boring English people next to me who had no inclination to join in the song, the clapping or even a little swaying. Note to England.....singing Joy to the World is fun! Clapping is fun. Where is your Joy?

After the service we headed to see the movie I have been most excited about this year.....The Chronicles of Narnia.....The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. We caught the 8:30 showing. I have to say I was a little disappointed with the casting. Aslan was fab, Tumnus spot on, but the kids were losers. Such pansies. And I think the boys were gay. Not that i have a problem with that, but they weren't in the book. Lucy was a good cast thank goodness she saved the show. It is worth seeing but I would recommend reading the book before you go so you will know what is going on. I give it 3 out of 5 stars.

I am going crazy!!!

AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! Seriously, I am so annoyed and feeling sick to my stomach and have been for a few days now. As you can see I have not been online recently and the reason is a booting up problem. Well that is what I was told. So I trustingly (probably not a word) sent my little baby and life line away to Applecare naively thinking they would take care of her. What a dummy I am. On Monday she returned just a shadow of her former self. All my info, pictures, emails, music and all my software had been erased. The shock and horror flooded my veins slowly as I desperately tried to find something familiar. UUGH. This horrible feeling was followed by quite a few cuss words. The real bad ones. I couldn't help it they came out like vomit.

It has been a few days and the horror has lessened and the cussing vomit has slowed down but the frustration is building. I managed to get apple to send me some software and the music store refunded my purchased music but the time and effort it takes to load everything back on is pissing me off. I want to be writing my book and I am haveing to wait for iwork to arrive and then i have to load it and then i have to figure it out since I am used to using word. Crap.

I am trying to get my emails to download into the apple mail app but it won't work so I am having to check my emails, three email accounts, online. How archaic. I know I should not be this upset so I am keeping my public display of annoyance to a minimum. For example I went to the salon the other day to get my hair done- something I have just realized I will be doing every 5 weeks for the rest of my life-and was there for about 3 or 4 hours. In that time I did not mention my computer drama once. I focused on more positive things like Christmas and going home. I think God was testing my patience that day. For some reason other than my lack of natural cushion my bum starts really hurting after sitting in the chair for more than an hour. When it came time to blow dry my hair, the time I am usually ready to run out of the salon screaming from boredom and a sore ass, I was sent to an intern to do the job. Now I have no problems with people learning but when it comes at my expense I guess i do. I think I could have walked home in the time he took to meticulously dry, shape, and style my hair. I am telling you I almost ripped the dryer out of his hand, pointed in his face to distract him and made a run for it. But fortunately i resigned to making subtle faces that said I am ready to go, please stop, I am just going to go home and wash it anyway. I guess he received my messages because he soon stopped and I was released form my stone chair and hot air prison. Hallelujah!

Other than that I am good. Ian has just returned from a grueling tour in South Africa only to leave again on Friday. No worries though. I have to finish my Christmas shopping and when I say finish i mean start. Trying to think of helpful, ethical gifts is doing my head in. As soon as i get my iphoto set up again I will post photo's from Thanksgiving and my B-day.

back to the beast that used to be my favorite thing.