So this week in Anne's life has been relatively uneventful compared to the last several! I consider that a VERY good thing! Currently, there is a strange man on my roof. Why, you ask? Because he's tearing down my chimney... why, you ask again? Because it's eroded. Why, I ask, was he up there at 7:00 AM on a Saturday without warning? I don't know. Scared the living daylights out of me, though. So currently, here I sit, staring out my office window at my front porch that's no longer there... the front steps which aren't there, either. (How, you ask, does she get IN to her house? Good question... very, very carefully...) My front lawn is a mud pit, there's a dumpster out there, too.... but it's all very exciting.

Other than that, I threw a little staff get-together on Wednesday and proceeded to drink myself silly and sing a lot of karaoke. Never a good idea, but it sure was fun! I have a love/hate relationship with Red Bull. I love it, but I hate it the next day. You would think one would learn from such mistakes, but we all know that it takes a while for me to catch on!

I think I'm going to go see Clerks II today. I'm a huge Kevin Smith fan, but I'm wary of the more commercialized stuff he's done. For example, Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back was not terribly impressive in my eyes. But, Chasing Amy is my favorite flick of all times. Maybe I'll watch that, too.

Interesting conversation with my mom yesterday (just bare with me here in this stream of consciousness blog post. I like to ramble sometimes... surprising, isn't it?) Anyway, she was talking about me, which seems to be everyone's favorite topic these days... And she was curious about why I made such a shift in my state-of-mind. I commented that for the first time, I feel like I'm worth fighting for. Not for someone ELSE to fight for, mind you, but worth my fighting for myself. Does that make any sense? Anyway, she asked what caused that. I wasn't sure about the answer and that was little disconcerting. Usually changes in my psyche are precipitated by a moment of great enlightenment and this wasn't... it just, well, happened. Not that I'm not grateful for it, but I do wonder, like she does, what caused it? Maybe I just grew up a little bit? Maybe I got the sense from someone else in my life that I deserved it? Not sure. I'll continue to ponder it, though.

Okay, so that's enough silliness for me today.

Happy Saturday!