Archive for December, 2009

Jan
1
2010

Good riddance

by Andrea

So 2009 kinda sucked for me. 2009 just would not stop kicking me in the teeth, and just when I thought it was done kicking me in the teeth, it kicked me in the ovaries.

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2009 was a fickle bitch.

2009 was riddled with health problems. And in America, health problems are expensive, ya’ll. 2009 was full of dreams and plans that fizzled out. 2009 involved dropping out of school due to aforementioned health problems. 2009 involved losing weight and gaining it back. 2009 involved searching for a new job for months, finally finding one, then discovering that if I didn’t like being a pharmacy technician in the first place, switching pharmacies wasn’t going to make pharmacy tech-ing any more enjoyable.

BUT there is something to be said for all the trials and tribulations of 2009: I learned a lot. A LOT. Mostly about myself, and self-knowledge is important, right? Here are my most important lessons of 2009:

1. Get a good night’s sleep. Go to bed early, and wake up early.

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Of course, it’s one thing to learn this lesson and another to implement it in your life. I went to bed at 2:30 AM last night… er, this morning. But at one point this year, I was hitting the hay around 10:00 PM and waking up at 6:00 AM and can I just say that it makes a huge difference? HUGE. I had all kinds of silly notions about sleep, like I’m too young to go to bed before midnight or I’ll sleep when I’m dead!  This is stupid. Really stupid. So in 2010 I’m going to soñar con los angelitos eight hours a night, and make those eight hours in a socially acceptable time window.

2. Stop looking outside myself

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If I rely on other people to make me happy or provide my sense of self, I will always wind up disappointed. Listen to yourself. The world will tell you to keep your mouth shut, to toe the line, to have a “good attitude”. I have learned that a lot of the “rules” that society imposes upon us are ridiculous. Reading Revolutionary Road shook me to the core this year. (The film is excellent as well.) So when I find myself getting caught up in things that I “have” to do, or things that I “should” or “shouldn’t” do, I try to remember Kate Winslet as April Wheeler, screaming, “WHO MADE THESE RULES, ANYWAY?!”

(Please note: I am not encouraging sociopathy. Some of the rules are ok.)

3. Be brave.

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I’ve been cautious and careful for too long, and it hasn’t gotten me where I want to be. I want 2010 to be the year that I start doing things that scare me. If I’m scared to do something that I want to do, that’s probably a good indicator that I need to do it ASAP.

So… ya’ll have been warned. Big things and big ch-ch-ch-changes are afoot at Casa Andrea. And if, in fact, nothing changes, you have permission to kick me in the ovaries.

Finally, a scene from one of the best films about life and death ever made, Harold and Maude:

 

Dec
30
2009

I sure wish they’d hibernate

by Andrea

Rohn was in the backyard last night, bark, bark, barking. What was upsetting him?

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Ah, Alaska, where dangerous ungulates lurk in the backyard.

(Rohn is our dog, by the way. And luckily the moose paid him no mind.)

Dec
29
2009

Gleeeeeee!

by Andrea

I have a teensy obession with flash mobs, namely because they make me believe that life can be like an MGM musical, which of course, it should be. Everybody should be in technicolor and wearing floaty skirts and three piece suits. All the men should tap dance. And also, I should be able to control the weather so that it rains when I feel like “Singing in the Rain” and the sun shines when I sing “Don’t Rain On My Parade”. Is that really so much to ask?

Baaaaaaaah, Glee flash mob!

I don’t care if it was a sinister Fox advertising plot. I really don’t. That’s a musical number people, and we don’t get enough of those lately. And how cute is the little girl in the pink hat singing along?

Dec
29
2009

Christmas

by Andrea

Look what I found under the Christmas tree at my parents’ house:

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Coco and Petunia!

Aaaaaaah, they’re so cute.

(There were also presents underneath the tree, they were just all unwrapped when I took this picture, although if you feel bad for me and think I should have more presents, that’s fine. I’d be down with that.)

Dec
16
2009

It looks fluffy but is actually quite heavy

by Andrea

I am woman, hear me roar. I can make my own money, look after my own self, and shovel my own walk.

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(Alaska is snowy, ya’ll.)

But I am secure enough in my womanhood that if somebody else, somebody manlier and more muscular than I, were to shovel the driveway for the rest of the winters of the rest of my life, I would be totally ok with that.

And if that makes me a bad feminist, SO BE IT.

Although I think I could be a better feminist in Hawaii.

Dec
15
2009

Time travel via YouTube

by Andrea

Remember 1998? Back before N*Sync broke up (sniff) and Lance was still pretending to like girls? Anyway, I remember Christmas ‘98 because I got awesome ski poles (thanks Mom and Dad) and “Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays” was my JAM.

                                         

I like how they had the budget for a sleigh, but not reindeer. They also couldn’t afford anybody to make a decent PowerPoint for them, or to proofread it. But spare no expense when it comes to hair gel!