Rounding up my date

2000

May 8, 2000
Well - the book (Jettison) is almost to bed - just the last few steps left. (And most important steps are yet to be done - the fulfillment, conference promotion, commercial website etc.)
And the calendar - I have a layout and I did all 12 months.
I like it.
Enough fussing.
Clean. KISS principle.
Smaller dates (for writing on).
A bunch of holidays.
Little months for before and after.
Simple blue color.
Bold text - postscript.
Black, white and blue.
Now for the hard part.
Pick out 25-30 photos. Ho ha!
And I am ready to do that now.
The websites are moved.
My account at Best is downgraded to dial-up and e-mail (so my email does not change. Not yet anyway.)
Break point!
Breathe!
My kids have also declared their disapproval of my forthcoming Fabio date. Even at 18 and 24 they are not cool about it. "Can't see you...." and remarks of that vein.
Well, I'm their mother. They can't see me .... with anyone! Whatever .... is!
They regard me as "shorty" - since they tower over me - especially when I am in low-heeled shoes. They delight in tucking me under their arms. Dragging me around. Picking on me.
They team up for this.
My younger son (who has a jacket size of 48 - just like Fabio - which delights him no end) just ordered a RED DRESS SPORTSJACKET - just like Fabio - and he is growing his thick curly brown hair out ......
He also has a new blue wool sports coat and a black trench coat - Bill Blass. Size 50. (Fits over the sports coat.) Little devil has black dress pants and a black with silver band cowboy hat.
Hang on Houston!
He is also up late at night doing workouts with weights.
(I need to get a weight bench - since the piano bench is not designed for this.)
(I need to read him the riot act since he is not supposed to lift above his neck with out a safety.)
I suspect that there is a desire to be BIGGER than Fabio at work here - and he will be. Knows what size Fabio was at 18, etc. Quotes this to me!
Measures himself on the wall (about 6'3" near as I can tell) and growing.
Oh God!
So I called Big Brothers (again). I call once a week now. I was calling once a month. I originally said after April 15th. Fabio's been off doing an escrow. I know how that goes.
Moving.
Rewiring all that stereo stuff. (I - as an engineer - would love to see it. Good an excuse as any!)
They are to call again and check.
They will call me this afternoon?
Maybe.
(YES! - June is the target. 17th or 24th (I want the 24th). Come to think of it, the 17th is better........
I don't know why I am hurrying.
I haven't made the dress.
I haven't stuck to my diet.
I am in the middle of teaching - now two classes in Advanced Chip this month - one week apart (total of three).
I am in the middle of exploring WBT - Web Based Training - like Digital Think. Dreamweaver3- based.
My dream project.
My scanner works and I now can scan transparencies. So I am now starting to pick graphics for the calendar.
I need to RMA the other adapter.
I have to design a cover. An ad. (By July 1)
Finish the commercial site.(Like this week!)
And my son's future is in limbo - should I let the tenant stay? No? Sell the house? Maybe? If so, where does the kid go? Especially since he doesn't drive.(I decided no - $65,000 is the estimated tax hit - no thank you!)
On second thought, I see a wave of projects and busy times ahead. Try a wall. Crashing down at me.
Maybe that's why I need a hug. A very big hug. From a very big man!
Push me forward into the breach as it were.
I am still trying to see the beer commercial (I hear that he is very cute).
And I hate watching basketball. So I tape it and speed through it looking for the ad.
I see other beer ads - but not the one I want.
If he lives in Tarzana - that's a long drive from downtown LA.
There's a few complications here. Hmmm.
I'm curious.
Maybe I should take that limo ride this time!
I just love looking at houses.