Sappy Post

I'm having a sappy moment.  Maybe it's because there is a puppy who snuggled up next to me and fell asleep on my knee, maybe it's because it has snowed the last two days, or maybe it's because it's that time of the month.  I don't really know.  All I know is I am having a sappy evening and I therefore you get a sappy blog post.  So, here we go....

I love the constellation Orion.  I do.  I love it.  This is not just a surface level, "Oh, that's a nice constellation up there in the sky" quick passing moment.  Anytime I get out of my car at night I am compelled to look for it.  It goes as deep as wanting my future child to have the middle name Orion (first name would just be mean).  There is something comforting to me about this constellation.  It is the first one I find (truth be told it's the ONLY one I can find) and in some weird cosmic way, is bring me reassurance and comfort.  Reassurance that everything will be okay, that things will balance out, and a reminder that God is much bigger and in control.  (I warned you it was sappy tonight)  When life is hard, work is overwhelming, bills are too big, and/or things feel out of control-Orion is my constant reminder from God that I am not that important and to look outside of my little bubble.  Now I love winter, but sometimes I feel like all the winter clouds are in cahoots to cheat me out of my nightly ritual.  I'm just saying, clouds-we are going to have it out if this keeps up (because the clouds read my blog).  So yeah, that's all I felt like sharing tonight.  I love the constellation Orion...and my puppy who is now awake and demanding to be showered with love and attention after his nap.  

So in conclusion, if years down the road you meet a little boy who tells you his middle name is Orion, he would belong to me.  You will think to yourself, "Self, (cuz that's how I address myself in an introspective conversation) what a strange middle name for a kid."  No worries, he will have great self-confidence about it.  And I'm sure a long-winded story about nothing (if he's anything like his mom) to entertain you with.

My Favorite Holiday

My absolute, all time favorite holiday was today.  Groundhog Day-I love it for many reasons, but here are the top three for your reading pleasure.

Top 3 reasons Groundhog Day rocks:

1) A rodent is in charge of deciding the future.  In all other situations this rodent would be attacked with a pellet gun, today he is a meteorologist.

2) Not over-commercialized.  Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, Halloween-all have been taken over by Hallmark, but Groundhog Day remains a grassroots (pun intended) holiday.  Have you ever tried to find a card?  Don't ask the people at the Hallmark store, they WILL laugh at you.

3) Americans will find any excuse to party.  Winter blues got you down?  Phil is here to celebrate!  Don't believe me, check out the video clips.

I go willingly

I know that many of you will want to send me to time out for this, but don't worry...I will go willingly.  Brace yourself......I don't care about the Super Bowl tonight.  

I know, I know it's shocking.  A gay chick who would rather watch ANYTHING else, has this ever happened before?  I've been invited to a Super Bowl party but the thought of having to act like I'm interested for HOURS is more than I can handle.  On this I am your typical chick, send me to the kitchen and let me eat dip, but please, please, please don't make me act like I know (or care) what is going on.  If there was a way to collect all the commercials and put them together, without the game interupting-I'd be all about it.  But no, if I want to see the commercials I have to sit through the game.  

So tonight I will be at home (not at the aformentioned party) making homework assignments, grading papers and doing laudry-focusing soley on the commercials until I get too tired and go to bed.  OH!  Who else is less than thrilled that the game is so late this year?  I know it's because it's on the west coast, but still...I have to be up at 5:30....a game that lasts too long and doesn't start until 6...I'd never make it even if I was interested.  So yes, I'm being a bad homo....off to my timeout chair.