mountaineer musings

Proverbs 2:1-13

My son, if you receive my words,
And treasure my commands within you,
So that you incline your ear to wisdom,
And apply your heart to understanding,
If you seek her as silver
And search for her as for hidden treasures;
Then you will understand the fear of the Lord,
And find the knowledge of God.
For the Lord gives wisdom;
From His mouth come knowledge and understanding;
He stores up sound wisdom for the upright;
He is a shield to those who walk uprightly;
He guards the paths of justice,
And preserves the way of His saints.
Then you will understand righteousness and justice,
Equity and every good path.
When wisdom enters your heart,
And knowledge is pleasant to your soul,
Discretion will preserve you;
Understanding will keep you,
To deliver you from the way of evil,
From the man who speaks perverse things,
From those who leave the paths of uprightness
To walk in the ways of darkness.

jason, will you marry me?

i'd not heard this song until tonite. i'm on disc 3 of 8 right now. beautiful song.

Sleeping to Dream
words by jason mraz, music by jason mraz & peter stuart

I'm dreaming of sleeping next to you I'm feeling like a lost little boy in a brand new town
I'm counting my sheep and each one that passes is another dream to ashes
and they all fall down.
As I lay me down tonight,
I close my eyes and what a beautiful sight
I'm sleeping to dream about you
I'm so tired of having to live without you
So I'm sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired
I found myself in the riches (Your eyes, your lips, your hair.) Well you were everywhere
But I woke up in the ditches. I hit the light and I thought you might be here
but you were nowhere. You were nowhere at home.
As I lay me back to sleep
Lord I pray that I can keep
Sleeping to dream about you
I'm so tired of having to live without you
So I'm sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired

(It's just a little a lullaby to keep myself from crying myself to sleep at night.)

Sleeping to dream about you
I'm so tired of having to live without you
So I'm sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired

forget jason

i have a new boyfriend, and it's the person who sent me this:

the wintry mix

every time i see the wintry mix flaunting itself, i have to roll my eyes. the wintry mix looks something like one of the following and is most commonly seen on teenage girls, young coeds, auditors who need to do laundry and probably a few scotsmen:

a) mini-skirt up to there, teeny midriff shirt, sandals, WINTER COAT. chica, if it's cold enough for a coat, it's cold enough to wear clothing.

b) kilt, OVERCOAT (can't blame the scots, though, it's their way).

c) ankle-length sundress (not sleeveless) w/ slit that goes halfway up your thigh (because the slit ripped back when you used to wear the dress when it was a little too small for you and you squeezed too much into it one day), no hose, sandals, SHERPA JACKET.

can you guess which of these describes the auditor who needs to do laundry?

volume IV

wow, self, i sure do have to write you a lot of notes these days. i think i'm going to start leaving you stickies everywhere, like the ones you have all over the walls in your office that the partners hate.

self -- when your legs start to look like your angora sweater, it's time to shave them. don't fear the razor.

ouch, self. you know that ankle bone thingy that sticks out on the inside of your ankle? IT REALLY HURTS WHEN YOU KICK IT WITH YOUR OTHER FOOT. please stop that.

um, self? we seem to have a problem. i previously mentioned said problem to you, and you did not listen. so as of today, you are completely out of clean undies. that includes the granny variety (which are not, btw, compatible w/ low-rise jeans, for future reference), the extremely uncomfortable crawly variety, the itchy variety and the looney-tunes character variety. in light of this development in the ongoing saga of your slobhood, i am putting my foot down. NO CSI OR IMing TONIGHT UNTIL YOU HAVE DONE AT LEAST 2 LOADS OF LAUNDRY. understood?
UPDATE: response to self from self -- i am not a slob. i am a closet neat-freak. by closet, i mean you can't tell that i'm a neat-freak by looking at my car, apartment or office. shh! it'll be our little secret.

self, did you see that your other boyfriend mo (sweet, happy sigh) scored 2 goals last night? go stars!

ta for now.

sarah's victory

my friend sarah h. at work had a most unfortunate problem. she got home one day, and her husband had cancelled their cable modem, the modem itself was even already back with the cable company. THE HORROR!! THE CLAUSTROPHOBIA!! and may i just say, THE BRAVERY!! mike surely knows that a wrathful sarah is not something to look forward to, and to do it on purpose is either very brave or very stupid. since mike's IQ is 4 points higher than mine, i'm going to have to go with brave. bravo, mike, bravo. well, this morning, i received the following email from sarah:

To: Sarah K
From: Sarah H
Subject: Victory is mine...

That's right, the cable modem was reinstalled and up and running at 9:45 last night!!! Thanks for your prayers : )

you're welcome, sarah. and congratulations.

today

today, i just might throw a fit. and i haven't thrown a real-live genuine fit in a few months, so stand back folks. of course, i'm a bit conflicted, so i might throw a fit and then cheer and then rant some more and then jump up and down for joy, etc. so if you're not in the mind or mood to be confused, you may want to move along.

so i awoke this morning and had an email from the warehouse. a ticketing email, my first as a member of the DMB fan club, woohoo!! woohoo? whoa-ho. i quickly scanned down the list to see when the band would be coming to dallas, hoping it would be before my move to arizona. and ya know what? they're not coming here. and ya know why? BECAUSE LAST SUMMER WHEN THEY WERE HERE, THEY WERE TREATED WITH SUCH DISRESPECT BY THE CROWD THAT I'M SURE THEY DON'T WANT TO PLAY HERE ANYMORE. after last summer's concert, i seriously considered emailing the band and apologizing for the behavior of the metroplex fans. where i was sitting, my friend jenny and i were the only ones who actually stayed in our seats. EVERYONE ELSE WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT THEY WERE AT A COLLEGE FRAT PARTY. now, i'm all for hanging out with friends and having fun. BUT IF YOU JUST WANT TO DRINK A LOT OF BEER AND SMOKE A LOT OF POT, FIRST OF ALL, DON'T, AND SECOND OF ALL, DON'T SAVE IT ALL UP FOR YOUR NEXT DMB CONCERT. STAY HOME. there was not a moment during the entire show that the stairs in our section didn't have someone trampling up or down them on a beer run. and when pay for what you get came on, you would have thought the intermission musak had just begun, because there was a mass beer exodus. BTW, DMB doesn't even take an intermission. they play for 2.5-3 hours straight through, and they really put on the best show. AND I JUST WANTED TO HANG MY HEAD IN SHAME THAT I WAS EVEN ASSOCIATED WITH THIS DISRESPECTFUL CROWD WHO COULDN'T HAVE CARED LESS. when the end of the show came, jenny and i both said, wow, that was a short concert. but no, it wasn't short, it was just filled with distraction and annoyance. and when i got the cd a couple of weeks later, i realized that this concert, musically, was the better of the two i've been to. they played don't drink the water, minarets (!!!), the last stop, crush, ants, the maker, watchtower, and it was mostly wasted on a bunch of idiots who don't understand that this is not spring break at padre, this is fantastic musical PLATINUM. ok, i think i can stop ranting now. but anyway, the closest they're coming to dallas is houston, and i never go to houston on purpose. well, they're also playing selma, but i don't quite know where that is, i think austin. but anyway, when they come to texas, i'll already be a transplant.

but as it would turn out, it's ok. i will have made my move to arizona when they come to phoenix in august (HOORAY!!!!!!!!!), so i will go there and hopefully be stuck with a better crowd. i'll be buying two tickets on friday when they go on sale, so one of you lucky people will get to go with me. of course, you'll need to pay me back for your ticket, because i'm poor now, but you get to go with me and have good seats because they'll be warehouse seats.

and may i just say that i love this about the DMB: all tickets at their concerts are the same price, roughly $50. if you're on the front row, if your nose is bleeding from altitude, if you're in a great section of fans, IF YOU'RE IN A REALLY BAD SECTION OF FANS, you pay the same price. of course, maybe if DMB would charge more, it would keep out some of the MUSICALLY UNAWARE college crowd.

and AMY BARKER, if you're listening, i'm still planning on going to one of the concerts at the gorge with you, so we need to coordinate who's ordering what tickets, etc. call me, bebe! or i'll call you, whatever.

have a great day everyone!

Deuteronomy 6:4-5

Hear, O Israel. The Lord our God, the Lord is one!
You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength.

volume III

self, i'm not sure how to say this. you're kind of not smart sometimes. you have your t-mobile phone set up to text message you whenever you get an email so you know when it needs to be checked. this is good, efficient, quite handy. perhaps, though, you should disable that feature now and then. here's an example of when to disable it: you realize that you have about 100 emails sitting in your "sent mail" folder on the mail server and you want to transfer them to your inbox so you will receive them in Outlook and be able to archive them. good idea if used appropriately. one thing to think about -- when you transfer these to your inbox, you are going to receive 100 text messages on your phone. all at once. and said text messages will bog down your phone so much that you can't hit that little "back" button and turn the sound off. which means that you are going to sit on your phone all morning so your client doesn't hear those pretty little chimes in cadence over and over and over and over and over .....

while we're on the subject, self, you should probably think about adding a text messaging plan to your phone. let's see. 192 text messages at $.05 a pop ... carry the one ... $9.60. yeah i'm thinking the 300 messages for $2.99 might be a good thing to consider.

hey self, you only half-heartedly try to keep the kitty cat away from the water when you're taking an epsom salt bath. i would suggest trying a little harder. see, i'm reading on the package here, and it says that taken internally, epsom salts work the same as milk of magnesia. i'm thinking that can't be good for your litter control problem. i'm just sayin'.

love ya, self. go stars.

that was mean, spydaddy

so i was talking to spydaddy today. he told me that on the travel channel last night, there was a special about the grand canyon. and then he said in a snide little way, "but i guess you didn't get to watch it, did ya?" and then i felt sorry for myself because the reason i don't have satellite anymore is that i had to choose. cable modem and food? or satellite? in fact, spydaddy, i'm still feeling sorry for myself. you should buy me something special.