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March 26, 2007
A day.
I am not anywhere close to feeling eloquent, or searching for eloquent right now, so bear with me.
Hunter died today. I got out of most of my conference classes and was headed to the networking thingamajig afterwards when I got the news. Mom and dad and of course my sis and I are torn up about it. My poor mom. She was the one who had to take care of matters, as Hunter was - of all of us - my dad's, through and through.
I heard from a friend of mine today that his brother passed a week ago, and suddenly, I am that much more sad, and much more relieved, and consequently feeling much more guilty. Sad because someone else's loss combined with a personal loss just has that extra edge of sorrow, and I just want to hug him and tell him it'll be ok. Relieved, because by all that is holy, I love my sister more than I can ever describe, and I can't even begin to describe how insane I would be if I lost her. And I feel guilty because of the relief, because I still have her.
Ahhh, emotions.
Posted by Kelli Little at 06:17 PM
March 23, 2007
Politics for Dummies
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is Politics?"
Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this
way:
I am the head of the family, so call me The President.
Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
And your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
Now think about that and see if it makes sense."
So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said.
Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him.
He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper.
So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny.
He gives up and goes back to bed.
The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now."
The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."
The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit.
Posted by Kelli Little at 07:10 AM
March 08, 2007
Updatey Thingy Stuff.
Thing #1: This last weekend I created my very own recipe and attempted my first batch of ravioli with tomato cream sauce. First let me just reiterate that there is nothing more relaxing than lighting candles, turning on big band or blues, and cooking. Except with a glass of wine, of course, but that is another matter entirely.
The ravioli and sauce turned out awesome. As a result, you may find these two recipes now on my recipe page. Yes, my own creation, but you needent fear.
Thing #2: I am traveling to Florida in a couple of weeks for a business conference. Apparently they like lil ol me enough to reward me with a nifty conference in another state. We'll even be on Disney property, and me with my very own corporate card. However, don't think for a moment that I'll have any real free time. Networking breakfasts start at 6:45 a.m., the conferences last through the entire days, and at night there are vendor networking dinners. I believe the only time I may have available is late Wednesday afternoon and evening, when everyone goes home. (I opted not to check out of the hotel at 9 a.m. and lug my bags around for the next four hours, but rather to stay the night and leave the next morning.)
I also may get to see a friend while I am there, but I haven't heard back about it yet.
Thing #3: After returning from the wedding in Montana, I had different patches of skin removed and stitches to replace them for the effort, all for cancer testing. Everything turned out just fine, as I knew it would, but it left me unable to attend martial arts for 10 days. Coupled with my trip to Bozeman and then me promptly getting the flu and being a sicko for the next 9 days....
Thing #4: Martial arts is whooping my ass back into shape. Unfortunately, it needs whooping. I am loosing approximately a pound a week since I became serious about my diet, but it's rather discouraging, and it's difficult to maintain any kind of momentum. I am constantly having to think about what I eat, when I exercise, that I can't drink, that I can't have this or that, and for someone who has a fixation with good food and good wine, it's annoying to say the very least. I don't like having my thoughts occupied with this bullshit throughout the day. I'd rather think about other things, like religion and spirituality and friends and family and history and music and and and. But if I don't think about it, then I'll fail and have to start over again, so obsess I do. Hopefully my body will eventually get over the whole food thing.
Thing #5:
I don't remember anymore, which means I need to end this post. Whee!
Posted by Kelli Little at 02:44 PM