ola chee-kahs!

Greetings, greetings and once again greetings!
It's been too long since I last checked in with all my group bloggy friends, I know. But I suppose that things have been a smidge hectic in ole Skuh's world.
For starters, I've officially moved out of the parentals' house and am currently living in a log cabin, which I normally refer to as the loggin. And in terms of my interpersonal life, I feel that I could not have made a better decision. I am already feeling better . . . like I can breathe again, and like I'm turning back into the person I love and respect. You might say, also, that I'm detoxing and looking forward to recovery.
Work has also been pretty demanding . . . been putting in ten hour days, which have taken their toll on my ability to wake up in the mernting. Good thing I'm on vacation.
Which brings me to another new tidbit. So, do you remember how I'd told of my joining online dating sites? And how they presented romantic scenarios that were, more or less, just as confusing and disappointing as the ones I've encountered in real life? Well, it does appear that the tides are turning. One of the major reasons I've taken the time to vacay in TN, is to visit the match, with whom I've been communicating -- first strictly via e-mail and lately mostly per phone -- since the end of March. I'm all nervous and giddy, much like the proverbial school girl; although, a part of me is calm and confident that our first tete-a-tete will be fluttery, but seamless. He's a thoughtful one. I'll be sure to divulge (some) details . . .
How are all the rest of my penguins?? I've been missin y'all!

Where my girls at?

Okay, who added those origami penguins? They are hilarious.

I'm currently on my Spring Break, which I've been looking so forward to for SO many weeks, but today I've hit a slump.

I think I was looking forward to the imagery of Spring Break--the idea of chillin' at a pool with a pina colada--when really my break is all about resting the pulled muscle in my back between stressful (last minute) dance rehearsals, making sure I grade five research papers per day, and running all these errands I've been wanting to run, like getting my new pants hemmed and going to Target to buy bras and stockings and getting a haircut.

These are all things that were sounding wonderful last week because there would be no teaching in between them all! But today I'm feeling a little sad.

I thought, today, about how I don't really have close girlfriends in town anymore. About how I hang out with Leif all the time and how I enjoy that, but shouldn't I have a group of girls to run around with? Wouldn't that be healthy? I was thinking about how if Skuh and Peacebone still lived around here, I'd call them up to go do something dumb like drive out to Target or Counter Culture. I also miss one of my old friends who lives in town, but we haven't hung out one on one for years.

I guess I'm not very good at making new friends. Either that, or good friends just don't pop up that often in life. I think part of it is a function of my job--school, dance, home, school, dance, home. And dance feels like another job sometimes--we're all so tired, and the other girls know each other pretty well already, so I don't feel like I'm making new friends with them too much just yet, but I really like them all. I feel like the eager new girl. I'm doing that thing where in my head, I'm imagining that I'm the one they don't want to sit by, or I'm the one that's awkward to talk to. That was pretty much my running inner dialogue in middle and high school.

I had a really good time Friday night getting together with old friends in New Orleans. I miss all of them, even though some of them live in town, and I'd like to do that kind of thing more often.

I think I am a person who needs more social activity in my life than I sign up for. And I'm not talking about a blowout or anything--just wine and food, or a couple of coffee dates with a lady or two.

If all you penguins lived around here, I'd take you out for drinks!

Pagan Plans

Skuh,
I feel the same way about Easter.

My mom called me this Friday- 6pm my time- I'm still at work. She asked if I got off of work on Good Friday- and if she should come visit me for Easter.

My response was: When's Easter?

My plans: work. Maybe clean my house a bit.

flux capaciter

How in Christ's risen name is it already EASTER??
I think I'll dye some eggies. Does anyone else have pagan plans for the holiday?

all the Mamas, who profit dollas

Just wanted to give a shout out to all my bitches in bloggy land!
How y'all derin?! Y'all holdin it down, or what? I know I am.
I'm working on the following:
1) not being such a harpy to myself all the time; 2) moving out of my parents' house (can I get a woot, woot?); 3) doing all my homework for my Alt Cert class; 4) keeping my ears open about possible job opportunities, while ever keeping an eye to the future (can we say Fulbright?); 5) anxiously awaiting the day that I no longer have to spend time with TeacherLady from the yoga course (*ahem* speaking of harpies).
Your turn.

Nice to have a friend like you

So, my parents friends just celebrated their 22nd wedding anniversary. Mr. John, who is not quite right in the head, provided this lovely card for his wife:
The front features 2 women in bikini's standing very close to each other.
The inside of the card reads: "It's so great to have a friend like you-- with similar interests".
Below the card he writes "Happy 22nd Anniversary"
... and tapes a 22caliber bullet to the card.
Lucky for him, he also gave her diamond earrings or she may have used the bullet that he provided.

Self Portrait with Corn

I used to have a drawing blog which I have since deserted. One of my husband's friends commented that he checks my old drawing blog every day in hopes of me making a new drawing. That is a bit sad- but it explains where all of my traffic comes from...

Anyway- that comment inspired me to draw tonight. And here it is: Self Portrait with Corn. Obviously I am the orange lady. Do you like that groovy hair flip I have going on? This weekend I saw a black woman with short hair flip it up to one side. A-symmetrical they call it. No, in real life my hair doesn't actually look like that.

And then you see my students-represented by the blue piranhas sucking the life-blood out of me and carelessly spilling it on my clothes-and face-and hair. Damn students! Stop sending me a million emails and complaining about 2 point deductions! I have research to do! (And lives to save.)

To my right you see The Corn, and between us: wedding bells. This is supposed to be representative of the fact that my new boss "Alice" just got engaged. Well- he asked her- I bet on valentines day- and they got the ring later. A beautiful diamond ring. And since he asked her on VDay- he is depicted as corn. And since diamonds are impossible to do justice to in the 2D form in which my art lives-- we have the bells.

What these two things really represent I think is the fact that I am looking forward to having lunch with my new boss "Alice" tomorrow at the semesterly "Take-A-Prof to Lunch" event that my university holds. I have asked around-but little is known about Alice- or her Fiance. They both have tattoos. It is interesting to me that such a superficial observation is all that my lab mates have gleaned about them. But this will all change tomorrow at lunch when I discover the life of my new boss, my favorite professor.