been without my keys all day. up this morning grading papers and watching Andrew Mukamel blog posts and getting ready for church etc... started looking for my keys and no going. I used the spare key to get to church and back. ate lunch at Citybites then graded papers and walked around the house and yard and looked everywhere etc... retraced all steps of yesterday, in the freezer, the sink, under the couch, this pile of things in the spare room where I'm getting packed for my trip Tuesday, no...well I figured if I'm looking in the fridge for my keys it's time to just relax and grade more papers and wait a bit til they find me.
I later focused on my room 'cause I had a bit of headache after too much pizza for lunch and napped a bit with the tv on in there. Went ahead a put clothes away that I usually leave stacked up on one side of my bed because there's only me and I sleep on the same side every night anyway. ha. THen I decided ot change my bedsheets, they were a bit behind on their.......errrrr... monthly change, let's say.
and then as I restacked pillows and put on blankets. I decided to set my alarm for tomorrow morning so I'll get up early tomorrow morning and thus make it easier to wake up for my flight Tuesday morning. YUP! right there between the lamp and alarm clock under a kleenex. my KEYS! wonderful day.
OKC can't be very happy today, the rain delay really threw off OU last night and they , I can't say it,.... they..... lost. whooooo after 39 straight home game wins, not since 2005!!!! and they lose to of all teams Texas Tech.. oh my! of course I give no credit to TExas Tech, I blame it on the rain. It was actually to blame on 3 defensive lineman not being able to play last night from what I understand.
I was speaking to my dad today about changing out the ball joints on my truck and we never ever communicate well when it comes to car stuff. He's a solid no it all mechanic, actually he's a retired avionics engineer. ANd I love him to death but I have to remember to not discuss anything car. I expect to have this person like me listening and explaining and correcting etc.. but he's more of an impatient sort that says no, no you can't and what are you talking about etc... ha. I drove home thinking how I was going to do it all myself at home just to SPITE him!!!! seeing that he has a shop in his backyard and probably all the tools I'd need. Ever since he retired he just pays a garage in town to fix their cars ha. but growing up he kept all our cars going for years, and that's with 5 kids in the family. now he rebuilds 42 Fords and such. blah My older brother is an industrial engineer and I'm the ENglish major. But you know what I'm certified in ENglish and Math so I know I stil have some of my dad's math skills and I guarantee I could change out anything on my truck given the right tools/materials etc.. One thing I'm exactly like my dad is I'm willing to try anything once, and also can get bored of something once I know I've accomplished it. ha for example by dad has a lathe in his woodshop and learned how to turn a few bowls and then that was that. thank the good Lord I also got a creative side though, absolutely.
had a call from my Austin bud last night, we daydreamed about visiting NYC together again someday without his superglum boyfriend like last time we were there Dec '09. I had sent him a pic of us in Rockefeller square last night as a little memory. He's doing great and I told him we must travel somewhere together while he's between bf. and no we are never and never will be an item, he's like my gay brother so to speak. we're both very respectful of the others paths in life etc blah blah. I don't know where I'm going with this.
ok well back to my papers and maybe a bike ride here in a bit since I skipped the gym all weekend. I'm going to do some final prep on my packing tonight and maybe I'll get a post up of just what I'm bringing like I did when I lived overseas and travelled with one carryon. cheers for those leaving the comments. my rugbysex buddy has been in the hospital all weekend so he's my most consistent commenter.