Sorry for the lack of blogging recently. I just haven’t felt like I had anything to say, no idea why, even though lots of things have happened. Nothing bad, mind, just stuff. 🙂
First off, since it’s what I’m thinking about at the moment – I got new shoes! I know, it’s girly of me, but I haven’t gotten new shoes in a very long time. Mostly because I hate going shoe shopping. I haven’t particularly enjoyed the activity since I was eleven years old, because it would always hurt when I tried on shoes. But ever since the amputation, it’s just been even worse. There are so many new considerations to shoe-buying now that one foot is considerably different shaped. It’s even worse when I have to go with someone. Being all nice, the other person will pick up a shoe and say something like, “Isn’t this cute? You should try it on!” Then it gets all awkward when I have to explain why I can’t try it on for various reasons; not tall enough, not wide enough, crumples the little toes, etc, etc. So, I’ve just generally avoided shoe shopping. This has meant I’ve been walking around in really icky old white sandal things I stole from my mom. They don’t even fit right, but it was better than the alternative. But not now!
I went out shopping with my Dad and brother to get a few things – we needed a cable, I needed some VHS tapes, pretty basic electronic stuff. But we went to Target and while the boys sat at the snack bar, I did a quick spin around the clothes. I saw the shoes and thought, what the heck, I’m alone. I won’t have to deal with the weird questions, I’ll just run through, see if I find anything. Sure enough, there were the cutest shoes on the end-cap and they were only $13! Not the greatest deal, sure, but still. They’re really funny slip-on shoes (exactly what I needed), but they look like bowling shoes. Funny, eh? They’re kinda dark red with white stripe things, then the heels are open to make them slip-ons. Not only are they comfortable, they’re so weird they’re cute. So now I’m all happy. All that I need now are some more dress shoes, since I only have one pair and they’re way too big anyway. My feet shrunk and I have no clue why.
Speaking of things I went shopping for, guess what I got today! The TV Capture Card and my extra hard drive arrived today, so now my computer has been converted into TiVo. 😀 I got it for the sole and silly purpose of digitally recording my favorite shows and turning them into DVDs. I just finished recording an episode of Daria and holy crap is it amazing. The quality is unbelievable. It actually looks better than it did on the television set. Hopefully in a few months I will be the only proud commercial owner of the entire series of Daria on DVD. That is, if The N plays the entire series. They aren’t playing them in order and it’s really bugging me. Also, I’m really close to a complete set of The Adventures of Pete & Pete, which isn’t too shabby either. Michael Stipe had a cameo in tonight’s episode and that was incredibly strange, but funny. He plays one dang creepy ice cream salesman. Kate Pierson was in it, too (she’s from the B-52s), playing some insane blind millionaire. It’s amazing how many rockers and celebrities they got on that show. Syd Straw, Iggy Pop, entire bands showed up just to be in the background. And that McLaughlin guy from the McLaughlin Group! Hehe.
I can’t remember if I mentioned this, so I’m mentioning it again: I found out what color the dress (Chinese) Sam brought me from China is! 😀 He gets extra points for this: it’s red. Perchance, could it be the Infamous Kick-Butt Red Dress? We shall see. He’s leaving for college on the 15th of August, so I’ll meet up with him before then to get it (and of course to see him off and be a good friend and all that.) I’m not sure what to do on our visit, though. It’s, erm, mostly pretty awkward at those meetings. I’m thinking we’ll just go out to lunch then come back to my house to watch a movie. Or maybe go see a movie. I don’t know. It’s entirely weird.
And finally, if I told you I’d do something but I haven’t done it, I’m really sorry. You wouldn’t believe how forgetful I’ve been lately! Two weeks ago, at that youth thingie I go to where I help out with the 12 to 14 year olds, the girls my age planned a surprise party for one of the other girls that’s turning 16. I’m a good friend with this particular girl, Lis, and I remembered that it was her birthday. The plan was I’d be picked up on Monday, July 29 at 2:00 by Megan (one of the other girls), and we’d all go to that girl’s house for ice cream. My job; bring the oreos. Not that hard to remember, right? Just to help myself remember, I wrote a *huge* note to myself all over my left forearm. Then, when I got home, I wrote it on the calendar. I should have been set.
But this morning rolls around, I slept in rather late, and I completely forgot to make lunch. Thankfully, Steve offered lasagna. Just as he was pulling it out of the oven the doorbell rang. There stood Megan, apologizing for being early. All I could think was, “Early for what?” About two minutes after she got in the door I went, “OH!” I raced around the house trying to find the oreos, had to skip lunch entirely (and I hadn’t even eaten breakfast either), then had to go change clothes. I felt so incredibly stupid. Even after all the notes I wrote to myself, a reminder from one of the adults in charge on Sunday, and I *still* forgot. I even went to Lis’ house last night to drop off birthday presents. I should have remembered and yet, poof, all gone.
The party went okay, thankfully. I just felt pretty stupid. And now I’m *really* worried I’ll forget another birthday party I’m supposed to go to this Friday. Lis’s older brother John (one of the guys who tried on the pants, remember?) invited me and my family over for his 20th birthday party this Friday. First off I was nervous I’d forget to get a present for him. I decided to get that done right away, so now his gifts are neatly wrapped and all ready to go (three CDs I burned and designed and stuff, and two neckties [he’s going on a mission for his church so I can’t really get him anything more exciting than classical music CDs and neckties]). But when Friday rolls around I’ve got to remember: John’s House, 7:00, Take Presents. How will I ever do it? If I put notes up all over my room saying that I think the questions from my sister-in-law will only get worse. It seems every time she comes over now it’s, “Why don’t you go on a date with John?” Anyway, maybe I’ll email myself on Thursday about it.
Dang it, nobody’s online and I don’t want to sleep yet. Yay! Someone answered my call – Erick just signed on. Off I go, good night!