Interstellar Adventures

October 2, 2006

Photo Tour de Dallas

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes,Texas Life — by InterstellarLass @ 12:47 am

The ever-lovely Miss Laura at Vitamin Sea has insprired several bl*ggers to share their hometowns. I was surprised that so many of you have never been to Dallas! Dorothy wanted to see a view of the Dallas skyline and Reunion Tower. Vicki wanted a big sculpture. SaraSue asked for Dealy Plaza and a picture of a real Dallas Cowboy. Many others didn’t know what to ask for, so I tried to come up with what I could.

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September 29, 2006

Photos: Where We Live

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes,Texas Life — by InterstellarLass @ 10:08 am

Lovely Miss Laura at Vitamin Sea has proposed a photographic meme tour of sorts. She’s asked what we would like to see from her home town. What fun! And so I will offer you the same! I live in the Dallas area – no need to say Dallas, Texas, right? Everyone knows Dallas! JR Ewing doesn’t live here anymore, but we have lots of landmarks.  

What do you want to see pictures of? I’ll take requests through the weekend and then post pictures on Monday. And won’t you share where you live?

August 31, 2006

Thursday Thirteen

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes,Thursday Thirteen — by InterstellarLass @ 9:21 am

Thirteen Things InterstellarLass is stressed about.

1. My car. I’m still having the “won’t come out of park” problem. The part that causes the problem was recalled, and unknown to me, was replaced two years ago during another maintenance visit. When I wasn’t having a problem. Now it’s gone out again, and it’s not under warranty anymore. It’s a $15 part that they’ll charge you $95 to replace. Nick can do it, I hope. We just been busy.

2. The house. I can’t get the guy to call me back to set the appointment to come find my leak. Hello? Ring, Ring? Pick up the phone and dial. How hard is it to check a calendar?

3. The house. Once we get the leak fixed and the foundation fixed, the paperwork process begins. I hate waiting. Waiting on all this stuff makes me nervous. I have too much time to think about all the things that can go wrong.

4. Soccer. I sent Elle’s registration form in on 8/22 to get her registered for Fall Soccer. They lost her form. Now her coach is looking for her to be registered. But the registration deadline is passed. I have to get approval from the Soccer Coordinator for her to be registered. I sent him the email where her coach is looking for her on his team list. He won’t email me back either. I’ve called him three times and left voicemails. How hard is it to respond with an “OK to register”. Today I’m sending the email back to him with the “Hey, I’ve left you three voicemails and I’m sending my registration form in. We’ll show up on the field. Hope you manage to get your shit together by then.”

5. Labor Day. My grandparents have invited us over to their very small, very cramped condo for a cookout and pool party on Monday. I don’t want to go. And I feel terrible because of it. The last time we went, it was very stressful because my grandfather harped at my grandmother the whole time, and even with me helping her, it took almost three hours to get all the stuff prepared for the picnic. For 8 people. They’re getting older, and I know I should spend time with them, but I want it to be good times. Not my grandpa griping at my grandma, and my grandma just puttering around at her own pace and everyone trying to throw in their two cents on how something should be done. And I can’t do it at my house because I don’t have a pool.

6. The Tree. I need the giganto tree in my back yard trimmed. And not just trimmed, but have at least four, maybe five, major branches lopped off. I’m afraid that the next storm is going to rip off a limb and it’ll come crashing down on the house. Not that we’ve had much rain. But the storms that come up are fast and furious.

7. Work. I don’t think I like what I do anymore. It just doesn’t excite me or motivate me anymore. But I have lots to do, and it’s hard for me to do it when it feels like nails on a chalkboard.

8. Sleep. I’m not getting enough of it. And when I do, according to Nick, I’m grinding the hell out of my teeth. So now I need to go to the dentist and get a mouthguard. That should be hot and sexy.

9. My sciatic nerve. Damn nerve. The nerve of my nerve. It’s not behaving like I want it to. And because of my toe and my shoulder, I didn’t get to do my yoga class last night. So I totally skipped my workout instead of going to the gym anyway. And now I’m mad at me.

10. My hair. I cut it back in February. I don’t like it now because I can’t pull it back. So I’m letting it grow. And it’s in that ‘inbetween’ stage. And it’s really bugging me. It doesn’t look good any way I do it. And I called to make an appointment last night. The lady that cut my hair last (I don’t have a “regular” hairdresser – I’ve never been able to build a relationship like that) couldn’t get me in. But she could do 6:30 tonight. I can’t do tonight. Very rudely, she asked me “Why not”. Uh, not that it’s any of your business but I can’t because I already have something scheduled fuckyouverymuch. And I hung up. Won’t be going back to her.

11. My room. Still not done. But it’s because we decided we didn’t have enough ‘art’ to hang on the walls. And then I remembered my sister still owed me her drawing. So I’m meeting her to get it. I’m holding her wine bottles hostage. There will be a trade over dinner tonight. Then I hope to make it to the framing store tonight and matte and frame her drawing so I can get my room done!

12. Elle’s reading. She’s having a hard time pronouncing her R’s. And she’s not reading as quickly or as fluently as I would like for her to be. She leaves words out of sentences or puts words in that aren’t there. So I’m not sure if she’s memorized the story and making up the parts she doesn’t remember, or what. And she’s forgetting her homework folder in after-school, and evidently not turning in her homework, but rather letting it ripen in her backpack.

13. The 13th thing. What the hell? As Nick so graciously pointed out, I forgot a #13! So here it is. Trying to get my post done.

There, all done. A bit of a purge. I think I feel better.

Links to other Thursday Thirteens!

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The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!

August 24, 2006

Name Game & The Plan

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes,Training — by InterstellarLass @ 8:45 am

My first post disappeared. Grr. 

I’ve owed this to KaraMia for almost a week now. Tag yourself if you like, and let me know if you participate.

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)
Tulsa Creek – Sounds like a good band name
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom’s side, your favorite candy)
Arleigh Twix – Sounds very ‘B’ movie to me.
3. YOUR “FLY GIRL/GUY” NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)
ISte – Rhymes with Itchy. Not cool.
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Purple Llama – Hmmm. Doesn’t have the same ring as “Blue Moon” does it? Name that TV show! Except Nick.
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Stella Houston – Sounds more like a p0rn star name than a soap opera name. Of course, I think some of those actresses cross over.
6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of mom’s maiden name and first 3 letters of the town you grew up in.)
Lasin Wairv – Hell yeah! Here I come R2D2 baby!
7. Terrorist Name: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom’s maiden name spelled backwards) –
Allets Iksnalaw – Doesn’t sound very terroristic to me. More like a super chess nerd or something.

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Last night I did the step/sculpt class at my gym. It was my first time in the class, and I think I did pretty well. If dripping with sweat within 10 minutes is doing well. I think the instructor was a sub. But she was one of those Workout Divas. Full eyeliner and tons of foundation. My skin would have been screaming for air. And the worst part? She kept breathing into her headset. PHWA PHWA PHWA PHWA FOUR THREE TWO ONE. It was distracting.

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August 3, 2006

One Book

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes — by InterstellarLass @ 7:33 am

Thank you to Claire at Being Me for this tag. I used to read a lot more, and holding an English degree, that makes sense. There are so many fantastic books out there. This was tough.

One book that has changed your life: The Awakening by Kate Chopin. This book is so powerful, and at the time it was written, was revolutionary in the depection of women and mothers and the institution of marriage. At the time I read it, I could identify about a thousand percent with Edna Pontellier.

One book that you’ve read more than once: The Very Hungry Catepillar by Eric Carles. This was Elle’s favorite book as a toddler. That catepillar can really pack away the grub!

One book you’d want on a desert island: The Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook. It could tell me how to build shelter, hunt for food, collect water, and a myriad of other survival techniques.

One book that made you laugh: Skinny Legs and All by Tom Robbins. The book starts off with a vision of a silver Airstream trailer painted to look like a giant turkey, has a talking Can o’ Beans, Dirty Sock, Spoon, Painted Stick and Conch Shell, and features a restaurant co-owned by and Arab and Jew to promote world peace.

One book that made you cry: Beloved by Toni Morrison. This book is fantastically written and so emotional.

One book that you wish had been written: The Book of the Future. Like one of those books with multiple endings depending on what you choose for the character to do. Only it would be my life. Except I would try and figure out all the possible choices and combinations before making one.

One book you’re currently reading: I’m not reading anything at the moment. I should be. I have several on the nightstand.

One book you’ve been meaning to read: Myths, Lies, and Downright Stupidity: Get Out the Shovel–Why Everything You Know is Wrong by John Stossel. Really Nick, I promise. I’m going to read this one day. Really. I promise. But only for you. I told you I don’t like non-fiction very much.

And to change it up just a bit, I added this question rather than tagging.

One book you haven’t been able to finish: Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. I know how it ends. But I’ve never read the ending. I can only get to where Humbert takes Lolita off in the car after her mom dies, and then I can’t read anymore. This book disturbs me very much. I have nightmares when I read it. I will finish this book one day.

June 30, 2006

Trivia & Other Funny Stuff

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes,The Ex Files — by InterstellarLass @ 10:16 am

Trivia: I was tagged by Keb for this meme. So here goes. Now you have no excuses for not throwing me a fabulous party for my birthday this year.

Instructions:
1. Go to Wikipedia.
2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year).
3. List three events that happened on your birthday.
4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death.
5. One holiday or observance (if any).

1786 – Peter Leopold Joseph of Habsburg-Lorraine, Grand Duke of Tuscany, promulgates a penal reform making his country the first state to abolish the death penalty. November 30 is therefore commemorated by 300 cities around the world as Cities for Life Day.
1872 – The first-ever international football match takes place at Hamilton Crescent, Glasgow, between Scotland and England.
1954 – In Sylacauga, Alabama, United States, an 8.5 lb (3.4 kg) sulfide meteorite crashes through a roof and hits Mrs. Elizabeth Hodges in her living room after bouncing off her radio, giving her a bad bruise, in the only unequivocally known case of a human being hit by a space rock.

Births:
1667 – Jonathan Swift, Irish writer and satirist (d.1745)
1930 – G. Gordon Liddy, Watergate operative

Death:
1900 – Oscar Wilde, Irish writer (b. 1854)

Observance:
Official End of the Hurricane Season

Other Funny Stuff: I think I’ve speculated before as to Blondie’s (the Ex’s fiancée) age. I had originally guessed 23-25. Evidently, I gave her and him too much credit. You ready for this? The darling is 21. And just turned 21 in May. How do I know this? Let’s just say I know people who know people who know how to find stuff out. The Ex is 33. He’ll be 34 in September. I had to laugh. I knew his emotional maturity level was low, but I didn’t realize how low. I think I’m actually starting to feel sorry for him and his inability to act like a grown-up.

Nick overheard this conversation this morning while taking the kids to day-camp.

Zed: Blondie quit her job at dad’s work because they wouldn’t let her go to school to take her test.
Elle: Nuh uh Zed. She was fired because she couldn’t remember people’s drink orders.

I nearly peed myself when he called me. Now I don’t know what’s true, but, Zed will believe anything he’s told (including that Blondie is 31 like she told him). Elle on the other hand is like a wiretap in a room. You think she’s not listening, but she picks up everything. And she remembers everything. I don’t need a day planner. I have Elle.

May 24, 2006

Gimme an “H”

Filed under: Memes & Quizzes — by InterstellarLass @ 8:52 am

For “Hell Yeah”! I’m so glad for the comments I received yesterday. Not because everyone agreed with me, or because my point was proven or anything like that. No, exactly the opposite. I humbly shared my opinion, and you shared yours. THANK YOU! That’s exactly what I wanted.

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And as a result of yesterday’s post, Miss Poopie bestowed the letter H upon me for the Alphabet Soup game. The rules for this game are: You take your assigned letter and then write 10 words that start with that letter and explain why they are important to you. If you would like to play, let me know in the comments field – and I’ll assign you a letter.

Handy – I fancy myself a pretty handy gal. I can fix things myself, and I know how to use quite a few tools, even power tools. I often say “I can fix that” and I usually can.

Hysterical – People tell me I am anyway. Maybe I just have a funny way about me. Not that I’m a comedian. But I think the way I see things and what I choose to comment on about something can be a little off-kilter. Oh, wait. You mean it’s not good when people shake their head at me and laugh? Strike that then. Not funny.

Heart – I have a big one. I love deeply, passionately and completely. My husband, my kids, my family. When I look at the three people I live with, when they’re hugging each other or me, when my daughter begs my husband to tuck her in and my son has questions about Superman that can only be answered by his step-dad…well, my heart squishes with love.

Hammer – I’m associating this one with work. I work hard, especially physically. I’ve done many a days hard work and manual labor. I love getting my hands dirty and being able to see that at the end of the day I’ve really accomplished a lot.

Heat – I hate it. But I live with it from April to November. Sometimes more intensely than others, but still, if you go a summer day in Texas without getting hot, well, you’re spending too much time with your head in the freezer.

Hokey – I’m a big goofball. I don’t take myself too seriously. I laugh at others that think they’re so important and that make a big deal out of everything. I can be just as silly as my seven-year-old, and just as goofy as my ten-year-old.

Hillbilly – I’m a Southern girl. Took me awhile to admit to it. But now that I have, I embrace my twang and my blue jeans and my boots.

Highbrow – Closest H word I could think of that came close to meaning cultured and refined. I love the Arts – Ballet, Opera, Symphony, Museums, Theater. I’ve studied and read the great writers of the past and present. I love learning new things. I’m a Highbrow Hillbilly. How ’bout that.

Heteroclite – Go on. I’ll wait for you to look it up… I don’t follow the rules. How else do you think I got to be a Highbrow Hillbilly? I do what I want when the mood strikes me. You can dress me up, but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll behave.

Hilltop – I’d love to just sit on a hilltop, looking at everything around me. Watching how it changes. Enjoying the sun on my face, the wind in my hair, and the sounds of nature in my ears. I’ll run from the bottom to the top, and then ride my bike back down the side. I’ll put up a tent and sleep under the stars; eat beans from a can, cooked on a fire.

Your turn.

April 28, 2006

You’re Weird

Filed under: Elle & Zed,Married Life,Memes & Quizzes,Mom Life — by InterstellarLass @ 10:36 am

Elle’s favorite phrase. If Nick or I or her brother do something she doesn’t understand or appreciate, she’s likely to counter with “You’re Weird”. Except she can’t say Weird just right…she kind of slurs her ‘r’ so it sounds more like “Weid”.

I’ve always known I was a bit off. I try to enjoy things, and you’ll often find me not acting my age, but something closer to my shoe-size. I can behave very well at social events, carry on polite, adult conversation, and fake-laugh along with the best of them. But I’d rather not. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy dressing to the nines and taking Nick’s breath away with my sassiness, but the older I get, the less I like hanging out with boring, stuffy, dull, dry and otherwise vacuous individuals.

I’ve seen the Six Weird Things About You meme around. But I don’t think I’m really weird, just slightly immature and irreverent. Six examples of this are:

1) Last Sunday at my niece’s 3rd birthday party, my mom and I, and then my sister and I, raced in the bouncy-houses. I won both races, making me Queen of the Bouncy House. I even have an injury to show for it…an elbow scrape.

2) I’m likely to laugh so hard I snort and squeak. If something tickles my funny-bone I’ll follow it all the way, even if everyone else stopped laughing.

3) In the confines of my home, I will burp (and the other too) to the horror of Nick and to the delight of my kids. Good one mom! Elle will exclaim. I have passed the talent on to her, and I’ve been shocked to hear some vibrato come out of my little girl.

4) I will race my kids to the car (not through the parking lot…like at the soccer fields) while other parents yell at their kids to slow down.

5) I’ll let Nick sleep in on the weekend and then after I’ve had a couple of cups of coffee, I’ll bounce him out of bed. Sometimes he thinks this is funny, but not always.

6) I’ll dance crazy around the living room with my kids, make funny faces and sing really loud even though I can’t carry a tune in a wet paper bag.

Nope, I’m not gettin’ old…

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