It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time…

man.  i love me some NPR.  i used to listen to NPR back when i worked for DHL, only it was the jazz station out of denver called KUVO, “oasis in the city”… i LOVED that station!  that, and KCSU were pretty much all i would rock out to when i was back delivering packages.  i learned a lot about good indie rock and even more about BAD indie rock.  i also learned about arturo gomez, who has maybe the best noon hour jazz show ever.  also, he’s got the radio personality down like it’s going outta style.  for serious! 

thanks to the internet, even though i’m 2000 miles away from mountains and snow and dear arturo, i can still catch a little oasis in the city every now and again at www.kuvo.org.  ah, the good ole days…

but enough about the past, let’s talk about how i put my two weeks in FINALLY and am now on my way to assistant managing a bagel shop!  which is about as far away from working at mental health as you can get, except that i’ll have mad skills if one of the bagel shop guests starts to go a little bananas.  i know all about redirection, so listen charlotte area banana sandwiches – don’t try your tomfoolery on me, ok?  i got you in my crosshairs, and i know juuuuust how to handle these types of shenanigans.  yeah!

this weekend jeanne and i are watching gone with the wind.  jeanne says it’s a travesty that i haven’t seen it yet, and i say that i was raised in colorado.  it’s a travesty to me that all her boots have heels with no traction, y’know?  but, to each her own.  i think amy might roll with, and amber might come too.  very excited about amber joining la cosa nostra, and megan as well!  new girls always put a smile on my face.  :) 

yesterday was the 2nd anniversary of my dad’s death.  i talked about it in the meditation meeting, and it’s still kind of weird for me.  i miss him, but it’s an odd kind of missing.  i would love nothing more than to hug him one more time, or hear his voice, or see him smile again, but i have all of those memories with me and thanks to sobriety i can conjure them clearly and keep them close to my soul.  not to say that the tangible self wouldn’t be incredible, but i’m not angry with god anymore, and that’s a huge leap for me. 

man.  we’re getting deep in here!  thank goodness mom taught me how to swim…