the pattyo

… on the news just now the newscaster said that today is a day to watch our speed, because they are going to be ticketing a lot today.

I dunno. Seems like we are always supposed to obey the speed limit.

Am I totally stupid? I wonder. (And no, I’m not asking for anyone to really tell me I’m stupid. ;-)

Today I painted what will be the oboe studio. Woo hoo! Next it’s wallpaper time. (Well, before that Dan is replacing the ceiling light … thanks, Dan!) No carpet for now, though. Boo hoo.

Yeah, I know … I’ll live.
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And they are all older than I. (Of course I could have listed some who are younger … but that doesn’t make me feel as good!)

1948 Kathy Bates (actress) “Every time an Oscar is given out, an agent gets his wings.”
1946 Gilda Radner (comedienne) “I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn’t itch.”
1930 Pat (Noriyuki) Morita (actor) “You may have heard that back in the States there are some people who are smoking grass. I don’t know how you feel, but it’s sure easier than cutting the stuff.”
1926 Mel Brooks (Kaminsky) (director and actor) “As long as the world is turning and spinning, we’re gonna be dizzy and we’re gonna make mistakes.”
1902 Richard Rodgers (composer) “What’s wrong with sweetness and light? It’s been around quite awhile.”
1902 John Dillinger (robber) “All my life I wanted to be a bank robber. Carry a gun and wear a mask. Now that it’s happened I guess I’m just about the best bank robber they ever had. And I sure am happy.”
1844 John Boyle O’Reilly (Irish poet, novelist and editor) “Too late we learn, a man must hold his friend, Unjudged, accepted, trusted to the end.”
1824 Paul Broca “The least questioned assumptions are often the most questionable”
1491 Henry VIII

And no, it’s not my birthday today. I’m just sharing some information here.
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I went to the club today. I tried to exercise. I only lasted 15 minutes on the elliptical, and then I did the weights machines that I always do. I was going to shower at the club (with all that I spend for my membership there I figure I’ll use their water and electricity!) but the darn locker room was so crowded I skipped it and came home. Walking to the car my legs felt like jelly. I’m not sure if this is because I was naughty last week and didn’t go in as much, or because the darn heat is causing me to sleep poorly. But at least I went in, right?

Jameson is attempting to ride his bike each morning, so I figure I’ll wake him up and then go to the club. It’s difficult for me to keep on a schedule when he’s out of school, so I’m hoping his bike schedule will help with my exercise schedule. Time will tell.

Now I’m off to Kelsey’s room my soon-to-be studio; I’m going to try and clear out all the stuff in there that is easy to move, and then perhaps even start moving furniture. I guess I’ll stick all the furniture in the family room for now … I hate messing up the one room that I’ve now managed to straighten up, but this is only temporary, and I’ve decided the best way to work on the room is if it’s as empty as possible. I’m actually beginning to get excited about working on it and making it mine.

But Kelsey, this doesn’t mean you can avoid visiting here! Once I finish with that room I’m going to work on “Brandon’s” room which will become the “Please come visit us!” room for you and Brandon. Got that?!
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“The goat, which has been the regiment’s mascot since 2001, was supposed to be leading the march, but would not stay in line,” said Coates. “He was reported for subordination and after consideration, the commanding officer decided he had no option but to demote Billy.”

Um. Okay. So this poor animal gets demoted. But what if his trainer was bad? What if it was something else?

I’m guessing they are using him as a scapegoat.

… yeah … that was bad. But I’m really not sorry. Article here.

Today I play at church. It’s been years. I still get nervous when I play things like this. Is that stupid or what?

I’ve gone through a ton of my books now, entering them into the Delicious Monster program I purchased. It’s quite cool, and I’m finding out that some of my poetry books aren’t losing worth as much as most other books. (A lot of paperback books are given $.01 as their value now.) After I enter my books all but fiction are going into storage until I get my oboe studio ready. Then I’m going to have to purchase a pretty good sized bookcase. I refuse to continue doing what I’ve been doing; I’ve had all sorts of small bookcases that don’t match, and I have two layers of books on each shelf for the most part. I want the studio to be a nice place, so if I have to take my time getting it finished I will. I can be patient. Sometimes.
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Several people landed here because they were searching on the (non)word pattyo. One landed here searching on pattyo + room. Okay folks, you need to know this: the correct spelling for the word is patio. I’m only being witty … or annoying … or whatever … with my spelling. Okay?

Someone else arrived here while searching on “naked house cleaning”. Sorry to disappoint you, but I clean my house while fully clothed. I suggest you do the same.

No jury duty today. I check in again tomorrow at 10:00. I am not good at being flexible, as most my family knows, so this is driving me nuts!

And …
Dr. Bocks, my dentist, says I need a crown.

Well … DUH! I’ve needed a crown … or at least a tiara … for ages. I could use a scepter as well. I wonder if they’ll play a fanfare when they crown me. Ya think?
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I should have written yesterday to wish my dear Father a Happy Father’s Day. But I didn’t. Call me forgetful. So …

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY ONE DAY LATE, DAD!

Of course we were there, to celebrate yesterday. So at least I was able to celebrate live and in person. :-)

And now for today …

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ELINOR!

I’m sorry we can’t be up there live and in person for your birthday celebration. Distance. Schedules. Money. You know how it goes. But we wish you all the best for a very lovely day and a wonderful year.

In Other News…
I am attempting to adjust to my summer schedule of “near nothingness”. I’m so thankful to have the students I have; I don’t do well with nothing on the calendar. But I’m struggling with having no playing jobs. Not ONE. It’s very difficult. Not only on the pocketbook (although that’s pretty darn rotten), but just on being me. I am, after all, a musician. With no performances I start feeling like part of me is missing. It’s crummy.

I’m hoping to get Kelsey’s room painted, though. We’ll see if I manage. First I have to empty the room (and where do I put all that stuff?). Then I have to remove the wallpaper (yuck!) and paint. None of this appeals to me at all, but the thought of having a music studio should appeal enough to get me to work on the room, don’t you think?

I’m hoping, anyway. Time will tell.
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Yes. I knew you were.
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Just got this note from someone who owes me some money:

I finally got the checks signed today. So sorry for the delay. I’m going to mail your check personally first thing in the morning. Thank you for your patience.

Know what? I was not, nor will I be, patient. So there.

Right now I’m watching the PBS broadcast of Light on the Piazza. The lighting isn’t working perfectly for a live broadcast, and for some reason it feels as if they are lip syncing, even though I don’t believe they are. I wonder why it comes across that way. Hmmm.
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Have you ever noticed that when someone says, “Thank you for understanding,” they are actually asking you to be understanding. Same with, “Thank you for your patience.” Much of the time I’m really not at all understanding nor am I patient.

Drives me nuts. Really.

I just thought you should know how I feel about that. Thank you for understanding.
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I’m tired. I just cleaned the house. I didn’t do as much as I should have, but I certainly did more than I have been doing recently.

You might wonder why … right? Well okay, maybe you won’t. But I’m going to tell you anyway.

See, Jameson has this friend. He has this friend that is a girl. She now visits here on occasion. And, well, she’s a girl, you know?

I’ve been living with guys only for the past few years. I’ve become rather lazy about the house because I’m the only one to notice if it’s not looking too great, and I’ve just kind of lost interest. But now?! Now I have this pride issue goin’ on … I don’t want someone else’s daughter going home and saying, “Yeah, I like Jameson, but his mom sure is a messy!” And I doubt anyone would ever suggest that it’s the guys who are messy, you know? As far as we’ve come in this world, we haven’t gotten there yet!

So anyway, things are cleaner. The house still looks somewhat crummy because the family room, Kelsey’s room, Brandon’s room, and our bedroom all need major help. Well … um … so does Jameson’s … but he’s still here and is quite capable of doing his own room himself, don’t you think?

I suppose it’s good that I’m not working this summer … I’ll have time to get those rooms in order! I just won’t have money, so I have to figure out how to do this with no income. Hmmm. Well, paint’s cheap, isn’t it? :-)
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