31 July 2007

I've fallen and I can't get up!

If I didn't have bad luck then I would have no luck at all. Today I fell at work and severely sprained my ankle. Now, this was a freak accident. I pretty much have a desk type job, so I am sitting for most of the day. It just goes to show you that accidents can happen anywhere and at any time. My boss thought my ankle was broken and I have to say, I thought so too. I actually heard a crunching sound when it happened. My whole foot started to swell immediately and a huge egg formed above my ankle. I was brought to the doctor and x-rays were taken. Thankfully it was not broken! However, everyone tells me that a sprain like mine is much worse than a broken bone. I don't see how that's possible, but I will take their word for it. So, I am in a splint for several days and I will not be released to go back to work until Friday. In the mean time, I have to stay off my feet, elevate my ankle, and keep ice on it for the next 3 days. This is soooo not fun! Hopefully the pain will subside soon and I will be back to normal. Well, as normal as I can possibly get!

28 July 2007

Great News!

I am happy to report that J has a new job! We are so excited! J has been looking for a while now and we thought that maybe we would have to move out of state if nothing happened soon. However, the perfect job was posted and he got it. He starts in 3 weeks. In the mean time, he and I will continue to lunch together and savor that little bit of "us" time that we have during the middle of our work day.

22 July 2007

The Boy Who Lived

After 15 hours of non stop reading, I have finally finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I cried, I cheered, I laughed, I even held my breath. But most of all I LOVED! I absolutely loved this book. What a wonderful send off. I was so nervous about the deaths. J.K. said that one character got a reprieve, but two others had to die. Well, I was not expecting the 5 deaths that did happen. No, that is not the total of deaths in the last book. That is just the number for the good guys! There are a load more deaths if we count those on the "dark side." I wish I could go into detail about everything that I loved about this book, but I don't want to spoil it for anyone.
I will re-read the book. This time taking it nice and slow. When I am done, I will write what I loved about it. By that time, all the true Harry Potter fans should have finished. Until then........

14 July 2007

All Hail, Harry!

AMAZING! That just about describes it. AMAZING! J and I just got back from seeing the new Harry Potter film. And guess what? We saw it in 3D! Yes, we found an Imax two hours away from here and the drive was well worth it! This is by far the best HP movie. They kept a lot of the book in it. Even the dialog came straight out of the book. I cannot wait to see it again. There is so much to take in. I don't want to say too much. I don't want to spoil it for those of you who have not seen it. But, what are you waiting for? Go see it! It is FANTASTIC!

12 July 2007

It's a boy!

My heartfelt congratulations go out to C on the birth of her brand new bouncing baby boy. Prince Noah made his debut to the world today. I wish the family the very best.

01 July 2007


I remember the morning of the wedding like it was yesterday. My Mom woke me up very early so that I could watch all of the festivities surrounding this historic, royal event. I was extremely excited. The thought of a real life prince and princess was almost too much to handle. I was eight years old. That morning, wrapped in blankets, I settled on to the floor to get the best view of the television possible. My mom brought me coffee milk and hot buttered french bread for breakfast. I didn't plan on moving from that spot. It was glorious! I was about to watch the wedding of a princess.
The dress. I couldn't wait to see her wedding dress. And the shoes! I was sure they were made of glass. When Diana stepped out of the car, and it took several flower girls to hold that amazing train, I was giddy with excitement. Right then and there I knew what my wedding dress would look like. It would look like Princess Diana's. I wanted the train, the shoes, and the tiara. I wanted to be her.
My mother, ever so supportive of my obsessions, bought me a huge book full of pictures of the wedding and of the reception that followed. In the book were close up shots of her flowers, her dress, her tiara, and of her SHOES! The shoes were perfect! I would show everyone who entered my house the picture of her shoes. Now, they were not made out of glass, but I didn't care. They were perfect none the less. Also,my Grandparents went to England on vacation and brought back a blue and white tea cup and saucer with the Prince and Princess's picture on it. It was fabulous! My mother put it in our china cabinet and I was not allowed to touch it. Such a treasured item should be kept safe. I agreed.
My love for Diana did not go away. I was excited when she was pregnant and had her boys. William was a brilliant name. My son would be named William, too ( or Wills as they called him.) I felt sad and angry as she went through the tough times in her marriage. She deserved better than Charles. I was inspired by her charity work. Landmines, AIDS, and poverty became topics of conversation because of Diana. She was somewhat of a hero of mine. Her flaws and struggles made her real. She was an inspiration.
I found out about Diana's death by watching television in a bar with some of my friends. All of the sets were on CNN and they were showing a horrible car crash. I didn't realize it was Princess Diana until they showed a picture of her with her dates of birth and death listed under the photograph. The volume on the t.v.'s were off so I didn't know the details.
I immediately went outside to call my mom. She told me about the paparazzi chasing the car she was in and causing it to go out of control. I couldn't believe it. How senseless was this death? My head was spinning. That night I stayed up to watch the coverage. I needed to hear everything so that I could better understand this tragedy. Nothing made sense. I kept thinking about her boys. How hard this must be for them. It was a shame.
The night before the funeral I slept at my parents house. I set my alarm clock for 5 am. I woke my mother and made her coffee. We sat on the sofa and wrapped ourselves in a blanket and watched. We watched as the coffin made it's way through the streets of London. The thousands of mourners crying as they said their last goodbyes. We watched her boys show such strength by walking behind the coffin. We listened to her brother as he vowed to carry on her wishes in his heart wrenching eulogy.It was a sad day. Instead of a picture book I have an Elton John CD. Goodbye England's Rose will forever capture the feelings of that time.
Today, Princes William and Harry put on one hell of a birthday party for their mom. They seemed to be having such a wonderful time. It is easy to see that they have their mom's zest for life. I hope that they keep her memory alive. It was a life worth celebrating.