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Dane had wanted me to blog about a phenonmenon I like to call "PMS Amnesia" it happens to me every month when all of a sudden, the world has turned into complete jackasses all bent on pissing me off. Everyone needs to be corrected, the all aren't doing exactly what I want them to do--and it must be fixed *right now* ARGH! Then, about a week later-all the jerks that populated the world have turned into nice people and all is right with the world... then it occurs to me... "Hey, wait a minute.... I'm starting my period... OH! It must have been *ME* that was crazy! I need to chill out."

Then, three weeks later...

SHIT ON A SHINGLE! WHY IS EVERYONE SUCH A FREAKING BUNGHOLE!?!?!?! ARGH!!!!

It's like somehow when I am in the throes of my hormonal rage, I forget this happens each month. :)

So yesterday in the middle this-- my camera- 17 days into a 14 day return period breaks. I was shooting pictures of Nate, they looked so good-and then the camera corrupted all the data. I am so proud of myself that I keep my cool and didn't lose it. I had tears in my eyes and I was seriously teetering on the edge thinking of the $1,600 wasted on a malfunctioning Canon 30D....

I did get the return--thank God.

I am shooting the hell out of the new camera to test it before the two weddings I have in two weeks...]]> camera canon drama pms Buzznet wendymay 2006-08-09T21:58:00Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/41303/ family music Buzznet wendymay 2006-08-04T22:22:31Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/22556/ Buzznet wendymay 2006-05-15T05:16:00Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/22275/ LAX. Listening to David Gray sing from my ipod and flying over Mississippi... lulled into a sleep from the soothing tones on my ipod, I was jarred awake by a live track that had cheering and whooping... I popped my eyes opened and jolted in my seat thinking the plane was going down.. All is well, but adenaline is flowing. A little guy in the row next to me has been screaming from exhaustion now and then... his poor mom should have really bought another seat for him, he's two and can't understand why he has to stay in her lap for five hours in a completely full flight. Mom said to me yesterday that she admired me after watching Oprah the other day about single women in their thirties... That they feel this pressure to marry and when they do they lose themselves in the other person. I am happy to my own girl. (Is anyone else worried about the power of Oprah?!?!) I have been feeling tubby recently and being less vigilant about WW... and I have been staying about the same even though I need to push on to goal... There's no food on AirTran, which is good and bad. I didn't pack snacks so I will probably be starving when I land... but good because I don't have to eat the unhealthy airplane food. Right now I am flying over my old home... the mighty, muddy Mississippi River. I am, as a general rule over sentimental. I've said it before, the things I've loved, even if the relationships over, I always love them. Like my Commodore 64. We really don't speak--but i will always love SpyHunter and Bruce Lee. I look back on my life and feel these twinges of nostaglia.. Often I find I view my past with rose colored glasses. When I left LA, I felt so ready to get out-- until my goodbye party when I had so much fun, I wanted to stay!! Since I've left I've missed it and my friends so much. I am excited to get back on the 10 and see the skyline and the sign for the 101 freeway. Freeway! I haven't said that in a year! It's all interstates in Alabama. Billy Joel is on now and I think I can manage to close my eyes again and try to nap. I didn't get very much sleep yesterday after working twelve hours, driving home, packing, and driving three hours to the airport to make a 9am flight. I met a really nice woman at the airport who is in her second year of med school... She lives in LA and is visiting a friend from elementary school to relax. I got her through check in and she got me a seat on the flight.. (The gate guy told her she had the last seat, and she said, oh.. but we're together! he said he could get us both on, though not sitting together, We grinned in the shared strange instant comraderie forged by navagating the airport together trying to leave the stormy South for SoCal sun... ) Some bug bit me in three places on my arm and hand last night. At first it itched wildly and looked like a mosquito bite. Then this morning, the whole area was swollen and where I was bit was little fluid filled bubbles, Now it's turned into a red welt looking thing... What the hell bit me, I wonder?!?!? One of the bites on my hand is right where the little finger meets the ring finger--a very inconvient place to get bitten. Yeowsa. The little guy that was screaming is now flinging himself into the woman with the seat in front of them.. She is looking more and more deperately pissed off. Her daughter/clone next to her keeps doing the uebersigh and glare... i can't blame them-I'd be miserable if that kid was kicking my seat the whole flight. The flight attendant is from hammersmith. He called me "luv". I thought he was gay, i think he's just European... always such a hard call and I find them both really attractive... :) Okay, I am going to try to wrote about something that I haven't fully formed an opinion on about people I don't know-- so it is most likely completely wrong. I was thinking about Rosie O'Donnell this morning and her mad crush on Tom Cruise... Leaving aside that she's gay.. I always wondered if she were thin if it would have been okay for her to have such a mad crush on him. When I was huge it was safe for me to flirt because being chubby it was harmless. When I first started losing weight and people took me up on my flirting it was a total shock. It's not so much anymore. Almost to California! i got a few naps in... with the head bobbing when you fall asleep. I hate when I do that. It reminded me of traveling with Justin by bus in Scotland. It was a wet day and they had the vent open so we were getting a bit of rain in now and then... a light misting... we were sleeping leaning on each other.. and suddenly I felt a little river of wetness down my arm. I peeped with one eye and saw Justin drooling all over me in his sleep. I don't think I've drooled on anyone this flight.]]> Buzznet wendymay 2006-05-13T07:52:10Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/20879/ Buzznet wendymay 2006-05-04T05:31:19Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/18823/ Buzznet wendymay 2006-04-18T05:08:42Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/12995/
She's supposed to officially join the Maybury posse around March the 27th... I am really excited about it. I am sure I will OD on pictures, but you, my buzz buddies will just have to deal!!

I am thinking about getting on a boat again-this time an international one as a photographer, of course. If you have any feelings about this feel free to share them now. I will be discussing this in more depth on my blog.

The last appointment I have this year is a mid-August wedding in Virginia. I also have a wedding in May and one in March. So I'll have to work it all out. ]]> Buzznet wendymay 2006-02-27T20:29:00Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/12084/ Buzznet wendymay 2006-02-14T20:41:34Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/10395/ Buzznet wendymay 2006-01-20T19:27:09Z http://wendymay.buzznet.com/user/journal/8519/ Buzznet wendymay 2005-12-20T21:16:14Z