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Hmm. Thinky morning bleeding into a thinky lunch. I blame a late night of watching surrealist animation. (Triplettes of Belleville) For the record, loved it. Strange, beautiful, odd, very pleasant. It made me think of an anime version of The Aristocats, if that makes any sense.

Have I weeded anyone out yet?

Well, September 11th. Came and went. Means something completely different to me, initially, so don't worry about anything political. It's my ex's birthday. Ahem. I'm not a believer in numerology, astrology, scientology... But it's interesting to note that the man that changed everything in my life, be it good or bad, came in like a shot and out just as fast. We married in Vegas on 7-11. (Anyone play craps?) Dirvorce final four years later on 7-7. DOUBLE CRAPS. *board wiped clean*

Okay, that was more interesting in my head. But I pulled out photo albums and looked at us back then - me, back then. Part of me still feels like college!Laura. Ready to have fun, pour myself into everything, candle lit at both ends... And then I think about how insecure I was then. How I was able to be married-too-early!Laura, Devout-Mormon!Laura. WTF?

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I was really, sincerely happy in that pic. In Looooooove. For evah and evah. I haven't heard from him in... 6 going on 7 years? Sometimes I just stop and that fact hits me. I've about forgotten that he was ever in my life. But my son is getting older and looking more and more like him. This morning, I woke the boy up and I just stopped in my tracks, seeing him lying in bed. Shadows of his "dad." It's just... interesting, is all. I'm not sorrowful, or regretting life, or anything of the kind. Just... remembered is all.

In other news... my mother-in-law, who hates me, don't forget, pimped me out to her rich-artist friend to design a new landscape. Uh... Huh? And not being able to say know when I'm completely floored... Drove out to her house today. And friggin' played "landscape designer." *cough* I have mentioned that I'm NOT a landscape architect? Yeah? Because I'm not. Um... Yeah. Just strange, especially considering I've never received a compliment from my MIL ever. And usually hear about how terrible a person I am. So I drove for a half hour to tell a woman to put in X shrub. She wants ONE TYPE OF SHRUB, all around her house. I drove for a half hour, did I mention?

I am Roger the Shrubber. If I don't get some friggin' respect from the MIL after this... The woman was very nice, actually, so I didn't mind. Kinda. Would have been nice for the MIL to ASK first, but. We can't have everything in life we want, true?

Finally, I miss my BFF. I will never, ever live in the same place as her, and some days it makes me very sad. Funniest, smartest, nicest person on the planet. This is my favorite picture of us, because it's the last time I saw her - Easter - and because she busted out laughing RIGHT after the flash. She's so wee!!

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And since this is turning into a WHINE FEST - crap. Sorry. I'll end off with the greatest of photo manips (are we still calling them that? Minapes? Heee!) EVAH MADE, OMFG. This makes me laugh and laugh... Okay. Bye bye then.

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HA HA HA HA!!! Have a great day!!


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Sep. 13th, 2005 11:50 am (UTC)
The pictures are lovely! :)

The news re: your MIL is just odd, but in a good way, I think... at least it seems like an indicator that she respects you enough to rec you. But still, very odd.

And the manip has made my sides ache. :)
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:05 pm (UTC)
Aw, thanks! And no, the MIL is probably trying to set me up. HA HA HA!!! Ahem.

Connie. Their love is soooo pure and stuff. :-D
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:08 pm (UTC)
LOL... true. But every now and then I like to try to convince myself I'm not a complete misanthrope give people the benefit of the doubt. :P

And it's true about Connie... their love is so pure and Oedipal (and musical, although some high power help us when they start singing...)
Sep. 13th, 2005 11:58 am (UTC)
**mourns for Xandy the dog, who disappeared early on in Connie and never experienced a tearful reunion by jumping all over and then humping Connie's, er, leg**

Hi Stoney, hi! I have a cold, and I haven't been keeping up with anyone's fic, and I suck. But I'm going to watch Bones tonight, so yay! *sneezes in other direction* Sheesh, I have tissues! Stop making those faces.

Old relationships are so surprising in the way that they have so much heft in our lives even as day-to-day we don't think much about them at all. The last relationship I was in (before TFMN) lasted about four years, and...yeah. Strange. Someone who changed my life so much, and yet someone I rarely think of -- unfortunately, also someone I never care to see or meet again.

Part of what's odd is that there's this sense that when these former significant others depart, they take something of us -- what we were during that time -- with them. Or maybe it's that third entity, the collaborative thing of the relationship that both people built, that seems lost. And it may not be a part of us we especially like or something we want to keep investing in, but still. There's a lack there.

I hug you and your son, in a totally non-germy way. omg, watch Bones tonight
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:06 pm (UTC)
HELLO!! *pats you and mothers you - I am stronger than germs*

Oh, I just re-read your comment three times. Love it. And yes yes yes. We change, are changed, lose something, gain others...

Maybe we mourn that loss of self when things end?

BONES!!!!! Mmmm David. *gives you tea and tucks blankie*
Sep. 13th, 2005 12:03 pm (UTC)
Ok, the look on Connie's face? Priceless! Looks like the second after that photo was taken he ripped Daddy's bowtie off with his teeth.

It's tough to live in a different place than your BFF. I'm lucky right now, but Kirsty's going to move to Europe for the summer. What the hell am I gonna do for 4 months without her? I'm having a hard enough time adjusting without Kerry around. Stupid Toronto...who needs to live there? Clearly Vancouver is the center of the universe... *g*

You and your BFF are so cute! And gorgeous! *pinches cheeks*
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:08 pm (UTC)
OMG, phear my 'shop skilz! I haven't lived in the same place as my BFF since... '96? :(

But. TRIP. Trips are good. *hugs you back*
Sep. 14th, 2005 12:40 am (UTC)
Trips rawk. And on the trip front, I think Kerry's coming to visit soon...which would be so awesomely cool *vbg*

Fun fact about 1996: I was in 8th grade. Just had to throw that out there *g*

*squeezes you to my bosom...heh...bosom*
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Sep. 13th, 2005 10:09 pm (UTC)
GAH! I couldn't share my LJ with an ex, either. It's like... they've lost those priviledges to my inner thoughts when it ended, somehow?

I thought of you while watching Triplettes of Belleville. Not sure why, just imagined watching it with you and talking about it afterwards over coffee... :-D

*loves you tunz, underline underline*
Sep. 13th, 2005 01:03 pm (UTC)
You look ridiculously young and pretty in both photos.

I've had it with the unpaid landscape design gig. Right now I've got three containers of black bamboo, a ten gallon pot with an "Ispahan" damask, a five gallon Rose de Rescht, and enough Rosa rugosa Alba to plant about 50 linear feet of hedge, all grown at the request of the Fuzzy Little Sociopath, and now I find she expects me to plant them- yes, me, or my son and heir. Me, still dealing with limited mobility from joint pain, and the kid who's got a job, is in college, and feeds cattle all winter besides.

In-laws. Bah.

Julia, who was going to get all misty over Geffrey the Gasoline addict, but he's so far in the path, and the plants are taking up time, labor, and water today
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:11 pm (UTC)
Pah, go on, you. *waves hands* Thanks.

AND I KNOW. Man, I am trying to keep up with my OWN garden, I'd rather not educate you on watering systems, what "annual" means... Bah. She was nice, but... So. Busy.

Have a 12 foot cane that came out of nowhere on my JFK rose. ?? Got to work on my own garden!
Sep. 13th, 2005 02:09 pm (UTC)
First of all, lol. Connie never gets old, :) Second of all, wanna hear odd numbers date things? Both my biological father and my uncle, who is more a father to me than my real father ever was, sorry, rant.. Anyway, both of their Birthdays are September 11th. Both of them, how wierd is that? And, 911 haunts me. Every time I look at the clock it seems to say 911. Well, obviously not every time, but I seem to be drawn to stare at a clock whenver it says 911. It doesnt even have to be 911, as long as the clock says it is. Maybe my internal clock is just screwing with me, but its still freaky, lol.
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:12 pm (UTC)

You are being stalked by numbers!! I hope you aren't involved with an accountant... could be bad news. :-)
Sep. 14th, 2005 10:51 am (UTC)
Lol, no, thank goodness, :)
Sep. 13th, 2005 02:37 pm (UTC)
Its horrid not living near your BFF.
I met mine 6 months before he had to move away, and later lived in the same city for 6 months, and that was it.
It made those times so much more intense too - hard to relax.
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:13 pm (UTC)
Yep yep.

I am a big fan of the email, the phone, and the trips on weekends. Wish I had more, though....
Sep. 13th, 2005 02:40 pm (UTC)
You weren't whining you were contemplating. There are just relationships that you'll always think about. I'm sure it's har to have your BFF live far away. Next year my BFF (14 years so far) will be 3000 mile apart, but if gives you yet another reason to take a trip, right. BTW love the glasses.
P.S. You're Funny, smart, and pretty, You don't have superpowers do you?
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:14 pm (UTC)
LOVE TRIPS. Love funky glasses (thanks!).

I can see through cheese. Not much of a power, but we don't ask for these gifts, do we? Ha ha!!

Sep. 14th, 2005 01:54 pm (UTC)
See through cheese *snort*
No you did't ask to be fabulous, witty, lovely, cheese seeing through goddesses. I didn't ask to the spectacular, sarcastabitch diva that I am either, but we must go on. Someone has to be wonderful and these gifts have been thrust upon us.
We shall endure.
*the above should be read in the tone of a Tennessee Williams heroine*
Sep. 13th, 2005 04:50 pm (UTC)
Connie. Hee! someday, I will sucker someone into writing the fic wherein they are Connie and Don, rather than Connor and Dawn.

And wow. Re:MIL am speechless. Given the price of gas, that 1/2 drive is some serious familial dedication...
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:15 pm (UTC)
Hmmm. Naw, can't take that one on. Ha!

Man, if she dares bring up anything "wrong" with me over the holidays... Yeouch. But then, I'm where gas is OWNED, so it's still not as bad here as elsewhere. But honestly! *walks everywhere else*
Sep. 13th, 2005 04:55 pm (UTC)
*dies laughing*
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:16 pm (UTC)
*moves into your apartment and takes over your credit score*

LYNNE!!! *loves*
Sep. 13th, 2005 05:35 pm (UTC)
Your icon is beautiful. As is the pic of your BFF and you. I can only imagined the giggles and the guffaws, but you both put a big smile on my face.

I am kind of superstitious about numbers, I try to make chaos theory make sense - and my rudimentary grasp of it all doesn't help. Yeah - no point, just thinking. :)
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:17 pm (UTC)
Oh, thanks. My leetle boy in that icon just breaks my heart with his sweetness...

My sister is into numerology and such, as well. It's very interesting, yis....

Hi! *hugs you just because I can*
Sep. 13th, 2005 08:38 pm (UTC)
Hooray! Pics!!!! Even though I've seen those pics before I still think, how pretty my Laura is. *mwah* Hey! Someone's going to be going on vacation soon! Hooray!

Heh, that manip is funny enough, but Connor's mouth is killing me. Oh, and the way that Angel and Connor's faces meld into one. Heee!!
Sep. 13th, 2005 10:18 pm (UTC)
<-- OMG, sew masterful
HA!! The mouth is what cracks me up. And that the lighting is totally wrong. Best. Manip. EVAH. Ha ha ha!!!

Hi, my Kako! *loves you EVERYWHERE*

Thought about you a BUNCH today. Made me allll smiley.
Sep. 14th, 2005 02:13 am (UTC)
My BFF tried to leave so I killed her and stuffed her with leaves. Now she lives in the corner of my room, never leaving.

And now I can't meet you because you're too pretty. Eat entire packs of butter and have a huge outbreak of facial boils beforehand, yes?
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