erased onto paper

Pictures

2007-02-07T08:47:00.000-07:00

Well... well... welll... I'm an ARtist!

Here it is! The outside is made from the back of Matt's BDU top.

Some pictures of the inside; two shirt pockets from the top of Matt's old BDUs.

The tag says, "Handmade by: ", and I'll put my name in. The lining is a very pretty yellow. It matches well.

Show and tell is over.

Santa Fe, NM

2007-02-21T08:16:00.000-07:00

So, over President's Day weekend... we lived it up right. On a trip i just dreaded, we went to Santa Fe, NM to go snowboarding. I was terrified. Completely terrified. Yet, after three lessons... I was able to make it down "Easy Street" a few times without falling on my face. It was a great time. I can't wait to go again. I look like a pro (not really). Here are some photos. Have a good hump day, and rest of the week.

11,000 something feet...

On the ski lift... Matt takes good pictures.
I don't take as good pictures...

On the Ski Lift.

I'm totally a snowboarder now.... sort of.

pictures last longer

2007-04-09T08:37:00.000-06:00

True. Yes... If you live anywhere near Texas... you know it snowed over the weekend. Instead of cute Easter dresses... little girls dawned puffy snow coats. Strange really... it snowed all day Saturday... didn't stop for a second. We must of hit some record for lately snow of the year... or something. Saturday's high was 46... Tuesday's promises to be a least 80. Global warming? I don't know. God playing tricks? Maybe. It's melted, and a mere memory today, but... at least there is this...

perfect rain perfect run

2007-04-23T11:21:00.000-06:00

Just over a 4 kilometers into my run... the rain starts. It's just misting at first, and 1K later, it's a full on sprinkle. The bill of my cap keeps it out of my eyes. But, my soft running capris are soon soaked. Not the heavy sort of soaked... just enough to cause sticking, but not enough to add weight slowing me down.

It seems a sprinkle makes for a very enjoyable run. It stopped by the time I returned home. I couldn't decide whether the weather soaked my undershirt, or sweat did the deed.

I guess I'll never know. Lance Armstrong congratulated me for making the 250 mile mark. He's sweet on me.

Have a good Monday.

Celebrate Killeen 5K

2007-06-03T09:46:00.000-06:00

Happy Birthday Killeen... 125 years, and you're still one of the smallest towns (but full of people) in Central Texas. This was a last minute entry for us. We decided we needed a race this weekend, and there just happen to be one.

So, up at 5am... bagels, a bit of coffee, and off to pick up our packets. I was exhausted. I couldn't sleep that night, but it was only 3.1 miles... so, I went anyway.

We got there about 6:15am. There weren't many people, and that wouldn't exactly change. I'd say about 150-175 people showed up. Many of the same faces from the Jackrabbit 10K.

About 7am, the rain started... and so, the race didn't start until about 15 minutes later. But, the rain continued. It was a nice drizzle though... nothing hindering. After a short decline, we started a slow incline. Many people that had taken off fast downhill, hit a wall on the uphill. Husband and I took it all in stride. Despite the wet ground (clothes, face, and feet) traction wasn't impared much on the road. After what would be the only hill, another decline. We hit this running hard. At some points on my iPod, my pace read at about 6'30" per mile... nice. I was feeling good. Then, we went through the park... sidewalk. Not as much traction. There was a lot of mud in the path, and water puddles. We slowed a bit. We hit the two mile point at 13'42". We were rolling... however, the course was about 250 meters short. Maybe more. I ended with a time of 20'56". I was happy with it, though. We ran a hard race... and I felt good afterwards with my 1st place age category plaque. 2nd place was the same girl from the Jackrabbit 10K. Husband probably would have placed, but he likes to run with me. The rain didn't stop until about 8:15am, as we sat around waiting for the results. I won a raffle... two free t-shirts and rodeo tickets for that night. I gave the tickets to the 2nd place girl... she has kids. They didn't have anyone taking pictures... so below is all I have. Anyway, that's that!

Goodbye... Tiga.

2007-06-09T06:32:00.000-06:00

Well... Tiga... is gone. She was a sweet kitty, most of the time. She was part "Manx", a fisty breed that has a tendancy to bite. Husband didn't like that... neither do I, however, I wrote it off as one of her personality quirks. Who doesn't like quirks? It's weird to walk into this room and not smell cat litter... nice, but still weird... unexpected. Her food bowls, bed, carrier, litter box.. it's all gone. I'll miss her. Nothing else to say... pictures say it for me...

When Zora was just baby, and when Tiga has a little less "baby" fat.

PS Celeste, please don't kill me. :)

2007-06-11T11:07:00.000-06:00

Ahhh... it's a hot day. I was running today and have so much on my mind... all about running. It proves challenging at times to put my sporadic thought into coherent sentences.

I was so tired this morning, so, I didn't get out for a run until late. I checked the weather.... and decided to run, even though it read this:

"Not too humid," I thought. So, I planned on 5 miles. I started running... and I felt great. I was singing along, enjoyng passing all the late morning Soldiers doing PT. Then, my iPod decides it's a good time to reset. I hate when that happens. Luckily it saved my run... so, here is the first part of my run this morning:

So... I had to wait for the thing to reboot, and start again. It was a nice little break. I walked in a circle enjoying the luke warm breeze.

During the next four miles, I felt pretty good. The last mile though, was my slowest. The temperature increased a bit, and my body temp was crazy high.

When I got home, I checked the weather again.. since I felt so hot...

Anyway... so that was that. More to come later... I must go.

New addition to the family...

2007-06-15T14:19:00.000-06:00

Meet Lucy, 9weeks old, 14 lbs. already! Just as sweet as she can be...

She loves Zora's bed...

She and Zora get along great. They are already playing together.

She is curious already!
I love my little girls!
Have a great day!

Before and After

2007-06-18T17:57:00.000-06:00

No... it's not the Wheel of Fortune. It's just another project by me!
This took me all day... I'm beat!
Before (well sort of... I already started)

and after...

And now... we fest!

After a long absence...

2007-10-06T11:39:00.000-06:00

It's nice to hit random goal...

Google

2008-08-09T23:13:00.001-06:00

I got googled. OMG weird. Whomever googled me.. hung out on my blog.. well, this damn thing, for a freakin' while. CREEPY. Someone googled me. ICK.

awesomeness

2008-05-07T04:30:00.001-06:00

yeah...

about me

2008-03-24T20:45:00.001-06:00

I'm uncomplicated, and pretend not to fake it. I like to say things like "Heck ya!" "So, I got that goin' for me," "Good talk, guys," and "Yo," a lot. I'm generally in a good mood most times, and I like to be made to laugh until I think I might pee a little. I enjoy dancing... either alone in my house... sometimes naked, or out and until I'm completely dripping in sweat. I sing poorly. I hate being called "princess". I give everyone a hard time. Worry if I'm quiet around you. What I drive has no importance to me other than gas mileage and safety. I call myself a "windows down kind of gal". If it's cold outside, I like to put on a sweater, turn up the heater on my feet, and drive at 70 miles an hour with all the windows open... music cranked. There are a lot of things I want that I cannot have and a lot of things I have for which I never asked. And, well... I deal. Well? Who knows... I just deal.

art work on your body???

2008-03-21T17:22:00.002-06:00

This

becomes this
becomes this
and this...

Jason Steele- Str8line-254-699-2500

I need a new theme song

2008-02-12T18:58:00.000-07:00

Seriously.

saved or destroyed?

2007-10-27T21:23:00.000-06:00

Ever feel like one moment could break you? But, you take the leap because it could, potentially, be your redemption? I hate making decisions. Either way could come out in your favor and either way could come out tragic. Life changing... and some... minuscule. Minuit, even. Of no consequence. We don't even want to think about the ones that could end us... leave us broken and destroyed. We always hope to be redeemed and saved.

So many things... so many decisions have led me here. How many keep me where I am? How many destroy my future? So many make me... just one could break me. I wish I could predict the one that would be my rescue. I wish I wish I wish. I wish... I could wish, and it were so simple. I want to know the end of me. I want to feel so vulnerable. Anything to feel anything so alive... anything to stop... to stop the repetition.

I hope to be right.

Kelly Clarkson- Sober
And I don't know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing's real
Until you let go completely

So here I go with all my thoughts I've been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me

Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers

But I know it's never really over
And I don't know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me

So I won't worry about my timing,
I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time

Three months and I'm still breathing
Been a long road since those hands
I left my tears in but I know
It's never really over, no

Wake up

Three months and I'm still standing here
Three months and I'm getting better yeah
Three months and I still am
Three months and it's still harder now
Three months I've been living here without you now
Three months yeah, three months

Three months and I'm still breathing
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and I wake up
Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers

No doubt a person living happy with only one heart lacks oxygen to the appropriate parts of the brain...

2007-10-23T15:30:00.000-06:00

E.E. Cummings. I carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate
(for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

********************************

Who ever said that their life was whole without two hearts? I'd like to meet them. I'd like to methodically break down their idea of happiness. I'd like to know step by step, aspect by aspect how they came to be happy. I would read a 500 page book on happiness minus one heart. I'd like to hear their heart beating alone. No doubt I'd find a murmur... a piece of longing. No doubt they'd end up in tears because there lies a flaw in their plan. Like seeing the sun rise and not caring to see it set... Unfinished.

Who ever said life continues with one heart?

Be Still

2007-10-07T18:59:00.001-06:00

Who says American Idol never produces anything great? Damn them, I say.

Be Still- Kelly Clarkson

Far, away from it all
You and me with no one else around
A brand new start
Is all we need, it’s all we need to mend these hearts
Back to the beginning

Be still
Let it go

Before we lost hope
When we still touched and love wasn’t so hard

Be still
I already know

Foolish one with the smile
You don’t have to be brave
Every time we fall down
But we’re falling from grace
I’ll gladly climb your walls
if you’ll meet me halfway

Slow, slow it down
Why do we run, we’re missing so much babe
Just lay in my arms for a while and...

Be still
We should’ve known

Foolish one with the smile
You don’t have to be brave
I’ll gladly climb your walls
If you’ll meet me halfway
Every time we fall down
But we’re falling from grace
Here’s my hand and my heart
It’s yours to
take

Be still

Don't quote me.

2007-10-07T18:53:00.000-06:00

Begin quote

I don't fake it.

Expression. It's own language. 'Your epression... it's saying something, but I can't read it.'

If he looked long enough. He could.

End Quote

this... really... this just in...

2007-09-24T06:32:00.000-06:00

OH gees... been a while. I've neglected my blogging responsibilities. Not to mention many many others. But that's neither here nor there! Anyway, the best way to describe the last few months is to share with you the lessons I've learned...

Lesson 1.

No margaritas. Seriously, tequila... my crazy drink. I'm bound to do anything when drinking tequila. I mean it. Anything. Oh for an example... I'm just thinking on my feet here... an example, say moon border patrol.

Lesson 2.

Two dogs... better than one.

Lesson 3.

Heroes exist. They can be anyone. I used to think that a Soldier was the greatest hero, but that is a direct result of my lifestyle. I've been working for fire fighters for two months now. They sacrifice more than people realize. No wonder people always think they are the coolest... not to mention hottest. I love my job.

Lesson 4.

No amount of dancing is going to quench my desire. I'll never dance enough. I don't "get my fix"... no. I get a ton of dancing one night, and after a day or two or recovery from the blisters on my feet (from a pair of adorably hot shoes), the sore muscles in my legs, and extra sleep... I'm ready to do it all over again. I don't think that will ever go away. But, I'm not quiting. I quit smoking because I new my addiction to nicotine would never be satisfied by one, two, or even ten cigarettes. This is not the case with dancing. I'll continue to boogie my way to closing time, and look hot doing it. I hope the later is true for at least another 10 years.

Lesson 5.

Eban... my best friend. I always knew that she was my best friend. But... not only that... she understands me better than most. And, I think I return the favor. I get her. I can only hope the people she chooses to surround herself with (now that she's moved) grant her the same courtesy of complete understanding, non-judgement, and honesty as I feel I do. Nothing is more sad that a girl that leaves the house for a club wearing an awful outfit. You just know... her friends lied to her.

Lesson 6.

I have a serious shoe problem. Not like, I have every color of flip flops imaginable problem, but like I think about shoes a lot, and expensive shoes. Not cheap ones. I like expensive shoes... peep toe (oh my god), red, black, strapy, green (I need some green shoes), pink, high heal, flats, slides, mules... you name it... I like it. It's beginning to get so bad, I'm going to have to kick my husband out of the closet. He may have to move into the spare room closet.

Lesson 7.

Blogging becomes a ton harder when you work all the time. Sorry for all the blogs I neglected to read. When I have like a moment... I promise to catch up!!

Have a nice day!!!

there are more ways than one...

2007-07-07T09:14:00.000-06:00

... to find my page. Here are a few, in case you ever get lost.

"erased on paper super girl"
OH! Treachery is afoot!

"thread the damn bobbin"
Rouge sewing machine?

"I am a shitty friend"
Now wait just a minute...

"jody bar"
Naturally.

I'm a recruiter

2007-07-05T14:42:00.000-06:00

To anyone who will listen, I blabber on about how cool Nike+ iPod really is... "and you Can challenge each other" "track your progress" "meet your own goals" yada yada... Finally, someone took me at my word and started using Nike+ iPod. You'll notice to your right (and below), I've posted a challenge. First to 100 miles between George and myself. Should be fun... she's lucky, though. She gets runs on Lake Superior and nice breezes. I get gnats in my face on the same old dusty track.

The race is on!

Get traffic to your page!

2007-07-05T12:32:00.000-06:00

Blog the words "Jody Bar" anywhere... and I gurantee your reader count will increase times two! About 31% of my traffic, is from that phrase...

Gee... thanks "Army Wives" for bringing me closer to other spouses that would like to cheat.

Have a great day.

Game over.

2007-06-18T06:28:00.001-06:00

Even though it was a slow week... woo hoo!

Wet... but it ain't sweat!

2007-06-17T09:15:00.000-06:00

People complain about rain often. "We can't go outside to play." "No swimming today." "Damn it's flooding again!"

We have had more than our share of rain. Frankly, I don't know why people only like the sunshine. Maybe in some coastal or northern city sunshine year round would be acceptable. But, here in Central Texas.. I love clouds and rain. It keeps the temperature down. I had a great run today. Most of the way it was just a light sprinkle. But, the last 2 or so miles... it started pouring. It was awesome. I'm soaked. People are looking at me like I'm crazy... and, I'm hauling ass!

Try it.