Here and Now

The sun must set to rise
The light will leave your eyes again
Then breaking like morning's dawn
Does summer feel the winter come

And the hardest part of life
Is to live while you're alive, my friend
So sing an unwritten song
Or repent for the deeds
You left undone

And this is here
And this is now
It's the moment that we live for
And we just can't live without
It's all clear
To me now
We've already started dying
And our time is running out
Oh, right now

-Great Big Sea

la dee da

Sometimes I wish I had Irish Dance class every night.

see, my life is a strange and very interesting and wonderful thing. but anyway I've been noticing something lately - when I'm having a good day, and then I go to my Irish Dance class, it's a terrible class; and when my day isn't going so well, my Irish Dance class goes fantastically.

so I can pretty much predict it. it works quite nicely for boosting my happiness factor when I'm having a bad day, because I know that I'll have a great dance class, and my night will be wonderful.

but when I'm having a good day, it gets kinda depressing when I think that I'll have an awful dance class. except not really, because I'm in a good mood so nothing can really bring my mood down.

anyway. I only have Irish Dance on Mondays and Tuesdays. so when I'm having a bad day on a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday... there's no light at the end of the tunnel, so to speak. I can't think to myself, "arggg I'm having an awful day. Oh but it means I'm going to have a great dance class tonight! yay!!!"

so I didn't really have a good day today. and I wish I had a dance class to go to. but alas. it's Thursday.

oh well. I *did* have some exciting things happen to me today.

1) I got my braces off! :)

2) My dad's friend told me I was beautiful. and my dad did, too.

2 1/2) just as a side note.... having your dad tell you that you're beautiful is one of the best things that can ever happen to you.

3) I got to go to our awesome jewelry shop and the guy there is really funny and he spelled out and said our last name absolutely perfectly.

3 1/2) another side note - it totally makes my day when people say our last name perfectly. or when someone comes up to me and calls me by my first and last name. or just by my last name. There's just something super cool about it. it seems to make up for my having such a common first name. at least I spell my name with a C. but sometimes I wish I was named Wilhelmina Matthew Hildegarde Lawdog. or something insane and obscure like that. that way I'd be the only one with that name. I mean really, how cool would that be?! anyway number 4

4) I got to talk to a bunch of my awesome friends. I love my friends a whole lot.

5) I've been stuck with the song "You make me feel so young" by Sinatra. and it's a nice song and I like it.

6) The radio played some of my favorite songs. It even played one of my favorite songs TWICE. oh yeah. And I hung out with Tt in the kitchen and we tried doing ballet........ fail. but it was fun :P

7) I decided to make a post about my day, and that in itself has made my day better, simply because it forced me to think about all the lovely stuff that happened today.

Thank you, guardian angel, for putting the idea into my head to make a post.

anyway, this was super long, and if you read through all of it, I congratulate you. you must be very brave. and patient. or just extremely bored.

whatever you are, whoever you are, God bless you. even if you didn't read through all this.

ciao!

< 3 Tutsi the Slug

*goes off to do what she does best* *aka sleeping*

what can I say. this one's for Tt.

So tonight, I had gotten myself some tea to help my throat, and Tt comes up to me with a camera in her hand and goes, "Hey Catie -- *click*." Then she followed me around with the camera still in hand, and I finally struck a pose. Then she goes, "GOSH Catie, I'm not your paparazzi!"
Then she and I were supposed to clean the mudroom closet. So we stood in the mudroom for a while, not cleaning, and she kept taking pictures of me. REALLY BAD pictures, I might add. And after every picture she'd laugh and say, "You're so ugly." "Omg Catie you are so ugly!" "You're so ugly. Can't you tell that's my favorite phrase?" "You're really ugly, Catie. That's a compliment btw. well, in the world of opposites. *clicks another picture*"
So thenn she took another picture, looked at it, and then started laughing so hard you couldn't even hear her, and rolling on the floor and stomping her feet on the ground. I'm sitting there laughing as much as I can without hurting my throat, and being like, "Tt, what the heck is wrong with you?"
Then she shows me the picture...
and the minute I saw it, I dropped the camera and started laughing so hard that I choked on my tea, and I couldn't breathe or anything, and Tt's just lying there on the ground laughing her head off even harder now that I'm choking to death. then I could finally breathe again and she and I were both laughing really hard and then Bobby (who was in the other room) was like, "wait, can I see this picture? what just happened, guys?"
anyway, we finally calmed down and cleaned the mudroom closet, and then Tt came up to me and was like, "Catie, I laugh so hard at people's funny deaths. First it was you choking on your tea, and then it was Bridget. she fell down the stairs and got the wind knocked out of her and she was lying on her back staring straight up and kicking her feet against the wall trying to breathe, and I just stood there looking down at her and laughing."

Theresa, you're crazy. and you make me crazy with you. and I love you. :) although not really. just kidding I do love you. but not all the time. because a lot of the time you really annoy me. but oh well, that's just life. we'll grow out of it someday. I wonder if you even read these posts. I don't think you do. but maybe you do. anyway. you're gonna have some SERIOUS blackmail power over me by the time we're grown up.

we have such good times.