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I was telling my Yang that I was feeling productive today. Apparently productive for me is just not the same as for "normal' folks. I woke up at 5am and put another strand of tumbled gems on my moon and star bracelet. I am getting very good at recognizing gems, Lindy would be proud of me.
Ism's and the philosophy of Ying or Yings manifesto.
You could say that she lacked focus but that was not entirely true. She did possess the ability to focus very well on one thing for hours on end. Until such time as her attention was diverted elsewhere and then she would be on to the next thing or nothing at all. You never knew with her. So truly it would be more accurate to describe her as having a short attention span. Sometimes the span was shorter than others. Ism's she had many an ism. Like any true alcoholic or any other good addict she would allow herself to become completely immersed in that one thing that caught her fancy. Luckily her fancy was never anything harmful as that. She liked pretty bla bla bla
I was going to write that I have a lot going on but then when I go to write it it doesn't seem like much at at all. I've been reading as much as I can which hasn't been a lot as I've been a bit short on time lately. My dearest darling lovely Yang sent me the entire Fire and Ice series by George Martin. I am a little into book three. I am absolutely in love with this writer and his living breathing characters. I want to be Tyrion the Imp's whore! If you have not read this series of books yet rush out and get them all. They are divine! They are even effecting my dreams.
It's back to school for the kids, and Lil Kel and Blaze both have kick ass teachers. Thank you God! Blaze is taking advanced Piano and Art. He spends 80 minutes on fine arts each day. Lil Kel's fine art's rotation begins next week. He will sample ballet, piano, art, and choir. Lindy is digging middle school. They have her in all advanced placement classes because of her scores on the Taks test. I purposely did not sign the paper for this. I feel that she does not handle the pressure well. They explained that they place children by their test scores so I guess the parent permission form is only a formality. I really didn't get it. Kelly thought I was nuts for wanting her in standard classes. What is wrong with wanting your kid to take easy cheesy classes. I am an underachiever and I make no apologies for it. Lindy didn't want to be in AP classes.
Currently my latest ism is a jewelry project for Yang and myself, We are designing awesome bracelets made with all kinds of gemstones. We even found toggle clasps with stones in them. Yang's will be San Sitara (a natural stone that looks like the night sky). Mine is Labradorite. I can't wait to make them but I need to wait til all of our vast quantities of beads get here and Ms. Yang had to go and order from out of the country so who knows how long it will be. So far we have ordered, moonstone, labradorite, lapis, rose quartz, hematite, amethyst, and all kinds of other things that I have already forgotten.
I was feeling kind of shitty last week until I opened up a box of laughter from Yang, she sent me the best refrigerator magnets. They had 50's pictures on them and have the cutest sayings. i am going to scan them and blog, something would get lost in the translation if I tried to blog them they are so damn cute. Yang is always thinking of me, she is the sweetest thing.
I will be sure and blog our beautiful jewelry when it is finished. I am very inspired by Yang, I think that she sparks my creative process and really helps me to create. Who knew all I Ying needed was her Yang.
I also acquired a new house this week it is 4400 square feet and of course needs some love but the good new is that it will be a transitional sober living home for men in recovery. I'll get more into that later.
Too bad they don't have one for adults kinda sounds like fun.
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Okay, so my daughter's car is giving us headaches and we are shopping for another. I had her email a few people from craigslist with a generic letter-
She copied ten people who had cars for sale. Here is one response that blew my mind a bit-
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Just got to love Paranoia, K called and is urging to go to the store to meet up with the rest of the paranoid freaks so we can fight over bottled water. Won't forget to fill up my gas tank either! He wants to go to Austin if a big storm hits. I just want to go to Austin period. I'm sure his bro will appreciate us just showing up with four kids at his pad. I hope he remembers to call first.
Take a virtual tour of the Louvre!
http://www.louvre.fr/llv/musee/visite_virtuelle.jsp?bmLocale=en
When I was a child I don't think that there was any thing that excited me more than getting a piece of mail with my name on it. I collected Kool aid points, and cut out coupons from cereal boxes, occasionally a prize would arrive at my door. More often than not, the item was a big disappointment but the excitement of the anticipation made up for any let down I felt when I discovered that my super amazing item was a piece of crap. Mostly these days the mail I get is a bill of some type. My mother sends packages but I can't remember the last time there was something for me in the box.
Lately I have been receiving boxes,filled with gifts for me! New books, lip gloss, clothes and even stars if you can believe it. All for me, somebody must love me.
Gifts are not required but they are appreciated and I have been running to the mail box! Thank you, thank you , thank you. I feel so loved, so Kool aid points for Yang!
Darling Ying sent me this DVD with promises that I'd like it. She was SO wrong. I LOVED it!!! Highly recommend it, and no it is not for the kiddos. Also not for those who can't abide subtitles. This is one I will keep in my collection for viewing again and again. And not JUST because it came from my Dearheart, but because it's an incredible movie!
Ying, you are amazing! Thank you again!!
Pan's Labyrinth | Official Movie Site | Picturehouse
Goliad Tornado of 1902 A Cyclone considered one of the two most disastrous in Texas history, struck Goliad on Sunday, May 18, 1902. The twister touched down on the south side of the San Antonio River at 3:35 p.m. Sounding like a heavily loaded freight train, the storm ripped a mile long, half-mile wide path across the northwest section of town, destroying over 100 homes and leaving an official death toll of 114. At least 50 members of a black Methodist church died when their sanctuary was razed. After the disaster, the Goliad County Courthouse served as a temporary hospital and morgue. (1978)"
http://www.trueghosttales.com/stories/cabin-haunting.php
and a link to a reprint of the original newspaper article
http://www.rootsweb.com/~txbhs/G/Goliad_02.htm
With much anticipation, I loaded up the hammock in the back of the pick up Sunday night, made my mug of chocolate truffle coffee, and headed down the road to take in the beauty of the Perseids in all their glory. Keegan, the Wonder Dog, went with me, although I don't think he was all that interested in the meteor shower and was simply thrilled in the tongue lolling way only dogs have to have company going down the road in the middle of the night.
I stretched out on the hammock and Keegan laid beside me in the back of the pick up bed and we anxiously awaited the arrival of streaking lights in the sky. And waited.....and waited....and waited...... After an hour and a half, the dog and I came home, with no meteor sightings to report. I have a very short attention span and all the universe had to give me in that hour and a half was ONE meteor and I would have stuck it out.
The only reason we stayed as long as we did was because I knew my beloved, dearheart Ying was in her part of the world looking up at the sky, too.
Making the stay on the pitch black deserted road even more difficult was the conversation I had on the phone with my 11 year old nephew earlier in the day. Joshua is very imaginative and creative and has also never been out of the center of a huge city in his life. Not even on a drive. So when I told him what my plans for the evening were (and at that point I intended to spend the whole night out on the dark lonely dirt road), he spun a tale of psychotic serial killers lurking on deserted roads and hacking unsuspecting star gazers to pieces after many days of torture. He felt sure I was totally insane to brave the wilds of south central Kansas's back dirt roads after dark. Even though I live on one. Apparently he thinks I do not go out of the house after dark.
Needless to say, my mind started wandering toward his tale and at one point I asked Keegan if he would rip the throat out of any serial killers that might appear. I'm pretty sure the face licking I got was a yes, so I pushed the worry out of my mind and went back to looking heavenward.
After staring at the blanket of stars in the sky for a while, I noticed some moving lights, some blinking lights, and some circling lights. All these things were planes, satellites, and other manmade not so phenomenal phenomena. Which, of course, led my mind directly to alien abductions. Have you ever noticed those only occur on deserted country roads? Why is no one ever abducted from Time Square?
Anyway.... although I've always actually liked the idea of being abducted (as long as they bring me back in time for Ying's visit), I was pretty sure the aliens would turn out to be psychotic serial killing aliens. After consulting with Keegan and deciding that he could take on your every day garden variety serial killer OR a group of tiny little green men but couldn't do much against psychotic little green men, we packed up and came home.
That was my meteor viewing experience. I hope the next one is more eventful. For seeing meteors, I mean.
I tried to find you some links with railroad info so see what time your ghosts might be from. and the best I have found so far is
http://memory.loc.gov/cgi-bin/query/f?gmd:0:./temp/~ammem_6LEL:
But you might also consider the possibility that it wasn't a train at all They had a huge tornado in goliad in 1942
http://www.tsha.utexas.edu/handbook/online/articles/GG/hjg5.html
When a tornado hits it is commonly thought to sound like a train and would also shake the house and surrounding area.
Candy moon kiss under
Diamond drop suns
Oceans wine wind
Chocolate sugar waves.
Your love devours me.
The Great August Corral Fencing Adventure has come to a close! YIPPPPEEEE!!! Dance to the muuuuuuuuuuuuusic!
Now I am going to hibernate until the temps drop below 85 for at least 7 days in a row!!
A sad commentary on the health care system in America
U.S. life expectancy lags behind 41 nations - USATODAY.com
I am just heading out the door and signing out on the computer. I will be back tomorrow afternoon (hopefully). I'll tell you all about it when I get back. I don't know if we will have cell phone service out there but if you are overstricken with the grief of missing me you can call. I love you! This message will self destruct. Not really but you can delete it.
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I didn't know you could ride for free on Wednesday night in the sail boat races
Tremble, touch, embrace.
Fingers drink deeper.
Wild hunger kisses.
Ocean's velvet rhythmns
Possess my being.
The extent of your consciousness is limited only by your ability to love and to embrace with your love the space around you, and all it contains
Author: Ken Carey
The Perseids are coming! The Perseids are coming!!
Having a comet viewing party out here in the sticks.
Wish you could be here, Ying! It should be very cool, better than fireworks and very romantic. Would inspire great poetry!
NASA - Great Perseids
Come come droll woman.
Vapid daft form!
Do you question never?
He absconds society.
A paragon of verbose sloth!
Brazen clever guile.
I am wrong.
I just want some talk tonight!
Walk by again beautiful.
If I told you I have money?.....
I'm sorry goddess.
Your a nice girl.
If you were a man I'd marry you.
Can I get a drink?
Anyone missing a little sugar?
It's the closest I could come to giving you the heavens.
Your Ultimate Star Gazer package should arrive soon.
I love you!!
Name a Star in the Sky with the Star Foundation
They even have doggy style!
http://www.magneticpoetry.com/magnet/
Naturally wrong (of course)
Born miserable
Lived gravely, found drunken laughs
Virtually dead
Still breathing this unfair life
Half pursued passions
Hates his butterfly
These are the things I will write about you if I am woken up with anything but a kiss.
Be warned!
I was in a deep dreaming slumber, it had been a few days since I had dreamt and it had been too long. I have a whole other life in my dreams. K woke me up by yelling at me for something one of the kids had done. Someone (most likely babysitters child) left the water hose on in the back yard yesterday. K does not take much in stride if he is angry or upset about something then everyone needs to know about it. After his little tirade I was about to promptly ignore him and go back to sleep but I could not. I was suddenly struck by what a big fucking giant inconsiderate asshole he is. I got out of bed and I asked him (very calmly of course). So, you felt the need to wake me up at 6:45 by yelling at me for something the kids did yesterday. To this he responded,"Yes apparently so, I did it didn't I". Then I just walked away frustrated. I pretended I was him and sarcastically apologized to myself out loud, then I said it's okay I forgive you. I really and truly try dealing with this overgrown child in a rational manner but he is missing empathy for others so it is rather hard. No I take that back he has plenty of empathy for the down trodden recovering addicts of the world but none for me. I feel like he thinks of me as his soul sucker although I can't think of why I would think that.
Dream was very incoherent and vague in most parts. A funeral, a chocolate shop, a jewelry shop, Mo Ranch I think, children. I was with a group of others I think that they were family, they could have been my exes family I'm not sure. The boys were with me I think. We walked along a campus, it seemed old. Ancient maybe? I'm not sure. It was reminiscent of Mo Ranch. We stopped and looked at a statue I think or some sort of sculpture. I looked at something and said it had been vandalized but someone else commented that it had not. We drove past a field of tombstones a. a graveyard in a field. It was bursting with activity, merriment I believe. I can remember a woman in a long flowing white gown, I may have been looking at myself. That part is very vague. I entered a funeral parlor kids underfoot. We were offered some sort of cake I accepted. The actual funeral room was packed as the door was a opened I could see a the casket and a man lying in it, could have been my ex. This stirred no emotion in me. It was a funeral yet not a somber occasion. Then I remember a hotel, ah I've been here before but I don't when or why. Perhaps in another dream. Yes that was it, We are walking on the grounds and now I am having flashes of other dreams that I have had involving this locale so it really hard to say what happened at this point it is a jumble. Don't know when or where or how I ended up at a jewelry shop, I was looking for a gift I think. Rings and candy behind glass, I asked what kind of stone is that? Looking closely at it I noticed it was chocolate, and the woman behind the counter me told me what kind of stone it was under the chocolate but i cannot remember now. In my dream it seeld to be a real name and not something made up but now as I try to recall the name I think it may have been gibberish. Something with earth or globe in it, ending in orite. She also mentioned to me that the ring came with a handful of other stone of the same name. They reminded me of hematite, bloodstone, One of my favorite stones.
Snippets I left out.
In between the seeing the graveyard and the campus and the funeral parlor I saw a carnival but I don't think anyone was there. I don't know why I felt like at the time this was significant. Flowers, I don't know if they were funeral flowers or flowers in the graveyard but I remember flowers.
Maybe I should make a jewelry line for Bean. She can be the spokes dog.
http://www.glitzypetjewelry.com/pet-jewelry_collection.htm
For days my heart raced
Soul thrilled
Reunited pieces of myself
Narcissist
Looking at my reflection
Falling into her
Today I am feeling frustrated because I would rather be somewhere other than the place that I am in. Closer to her, someone that actually gives a damn. A real honest human being that is not afraid to express themselves. A person that loves and laughs and loses her temper. An adult and an innocent. A lover of dreams and stories.
Surrender dark heart
Voice reveals despair
Watch drifting colors
Mesmerizing dance
Someone sings softly
Dizzy reflection
Strange hanging secrets
Ache lonely doll
Deep black lonely hollow
Hide your heart
Timeless sadness
Faeries howled incantations
tender shrieks
drunken midnight shivered
sweet hopeless shuddering
gibberish intoxication
the moon despairs
Very Cool! I want one. In the back yard. In Kansas. Think it would work??
What is Aluna?
Mujibar was trying to get a job in India
The personnel manager said, "Mujibar, you have passed all the
tests, except one. Unless you pass it, you cannot qualify for this job."
Mujibar said, "I am ready."
The manager said, "Make a sentence using the words Yellow , Pink and
Green"
Mujibar thought for a few minutes and said,"Mister Manager, I am ready."
The manager said, "Go ahead.
Mujibar said, "The telephone goes green, green, green and I pink it up and say, ' Yellow , this is Mujibar.'"
Mujibar now works as a customer service person. No doubt you have spoken to him.
"Love consists in desiring to give what is our own to another and feeling his delight as our own." ~ Emanuel Swedenborg
Pick your favorite author from the list and use his/her words to create your own poetry.
Magnetic Poetry
Mirror Lies
Sunk blinding sense of darkness
Costuming deceptive layers
Her insanity labyrinth
Satiates insuperable hunger
Dissolving flesh
Convincingly sheltered stranger
Hibernating threads of distrust
Deep trembling movement
Tragic hallucinations
Sucked in to the falling bottomless paintings
Today was the day for my weekly trek to Hooterville, Kansas to accomplish any number of things, including grocery shopping, banking, package pick-up at the post office, and sundry other boring, mundane tasks. I always dread this weekly trip. If I could never leave the farm, I'd be a happy camper. The drive there (about 30 minutes), usually consists of me grumbling and complaining to myself, and the drive back is generally a repeat of the same, only while driving at a faster speed, the sooner to arrive home.
While there today, I did a weigh-in to check on my progress (or lack thereof) on the diet I've been on for about two months now. I was tickled to discover that not only had I lost what I had gained back during the visit from the infamous Texans, but a bit more to boot! Sixteen down and ten to fourteen left to go (ten when I'm being realistic, fourteen when I'm dreaming)!! YIPPPEEEE!!! I'm especially pleased with this since I quit smoking after 30 years at the same time I went on the diet. I'm sure if I had not quit smoking too, the weight loss would have been greater and faster, but I'll take the trade off. Slower weight loss and no more cigarettes. (As a side note, I'm positive now that the entire reason I quit after 30 years and totally out of the blue, is because I was being prepared to meet my Ying, who hates cigarette smoke.)
After my weigh in I zipped to the post office to pick up a package I had received notification of. Presents from Ying!!! Four shirts and a DVD. Not only is she the most marvelous creature on the face of the earth, but she spoils me rotten! I do not deserve her, but I'm keeping her anyway. Forever. And more.
So, next time I am being a cranky old broad I'll remember today, which turned out to be a Most Excellent Day for me, when I least expected it!
Open your eyes loving jewel
See pure truth
Dream of clouds
Taste dripping dew
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Cannabis Use Linked With Risk for Psychosis in Later Life CME/CE
News Author: Marlene BuskoCME Author: Désirée Lie, MD, MSEd Disclosures
August 1, 2007 — A systematic review of longitudinal studies suggests there is sufficient new evidence that the use of cannabis (marijuana) increases the risk for later psychotic illness by roughly 40%. The study showed a trend towards an increased risk for depression in people who had used cannabis, but the evidence was not as strong.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth. ~Robert Southey
It is officially Hot August in Kansas, with temps over 100 every day and sand-blast winds out of the south/southwest. I hate August in Kansas and can't figure out why I waited until now to finish off my fencing. I am a masochist, apparently. Perhaps it's my unconscious desire to do penance for neglecting everything in my life since Ying reappeared in it.
I'm so happy the much anticipated surgery is about to become a reality. However, ever the selfish person that I am, if this interferes with Ying's plans to visit me, I will have to go to Texas and personally remove the offending kidney and return it to her.
I'm pretty sure Kelly will just think I'm another whack job his wife has dragged home with her. Which is pretty much the truth, except I'm the whack job she's been connected to for many lifetimes. And I don't have to be told when to laugh. Although I suspect he does it on purpose, for affect.
My Wii Wii is currently my fencing project. Will have to find a new Wii Wii when this one is done.
I wanted to make some magnetic poetry too, but the link Ying posted is wonkered and I am too stupid to figure out how to do it anyways. Think I will just go work on the fence.
Hopeless sweet dream
Loves hold
Floating castles
Twilight sky
Stars shine like glass angels
My soul flys
Ancient demon resting
It sucks souls
Silent secret unspoken truth
Eyes red molten fire
My earthly angels promise
Your dream crystal
Taste arrows dragon
Your loving is my light
Suns melting hearts like butter
I won't be shopping for more houses any time soon. I will be preparing for a rather lengthy visit from my Mommy dearest. She is going to stay here for six weeks (hopefully no longer) and run my household in my stead. While I recover from the long awaited surgery. At times I thought that it would never occur. Although, I always hoped that it would. I remember the day that the transplant coordinator called and informed me that we were a match. At the time I was showing a house to a perspective tenant and I cried right there in front of them. I remember feeling this warm rush flowing through my body and saying, "Thank You God!" That was over a year ago. As anxious as I am to help D, I just can't help but to hope that this does not interfere with my plans to visit Yang. So in case any one is thinking I am selfless, really I am not. D is getting weaker by the day and here I am concerned with a chink in my plans to run off with Yang for a bit. Am I whacked or what? The answer to that question would be yes. I had planned to pen an appropriate acknowledgement of their overwhelming gratitude but I haven't been in the mood to write anything that is not Yang related.
Big K is concerned with how quickly Yang and I have bonded. I can't wait for him to find out how wonderful she is for himself. He asked me to describe her and all I could say was that she was like me but funnier. He laughed his ass off at that. (He doesn't find me funny in the least) Which in itself is actually quite humorous as I make myself laugh all the time.
We were eating dinner out the other night and I said something I thought for sure would get a giggle. Apparently my jokes lack delivery because he took what I said very seriously. So I then said, "It's a joke damn it! Laugh!" He found that funny and I actually got more than a smile. I guess I just need to instruct him when to laugh at me. I could hold up cue cards.
I would be willing to take any one of these for Christmas. If you are reading this and have to much money and just want to spend it on someone who will appreciate it. Then keep me in your thoughts this holiday season
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Life as Wii know it.
Well my life has been fairly normal and boring for the most part. The highlight of my life in the last month has tripping up to Kansas with Lydia April and Emily to visit old friends - most importantly for me was of course visiting Dona and I tool Lydia to meet her specifically after all we can't all live together when we are really old if they don't get along right?
I needn't have worried on that part as they have fallen instantly and deeply in love. (Maybe I should take up match making) Going back had me in tears several times and I am not sure even now how my husband coerced me into moving. I must love him lots or else the fates were merely driving me along until I dragged Lydia back to Kansas with me. My life turns weird circles like that. I move to Texas and go to work for a company from Wichita. Even my area codes are weird. In Phx it was 602 then right before we left Kansas they changed their area code from 316 to 620 and I moved to corpus which is 361. Just an odd note on the universe. I find it comforting that no matter how hard I fight against something there always seems to be reason for the odd directions I jump. I Wonder who I will meet in Sacramento when we move there in a few years.
However I find myself with extra time that used to be given to playing games with Dona who is now bonding with Lydia in a way that amazes me and makes me smile. And also makes me think Lydia will get back to the farm much sooner than I will a fact of which I am jealous but willing to take the ride this life takes me. So while they are busy with each other I have decided to make a new effort at some of my writing as I am running quickly out of excuses to avoid it and maybe the universe is in its own way trying to nudge me along.
As for the Wii, I received a Wii for Mothers day, but since they has been a Wii shortage all I actually got on mothers day was a picture of my toy and love from my family - life is good. LAst week the real Wii arrived and it is so much fun.
I wanted it as a weight loss tool and so far it is working well hubs and I have spent countless hours bowling and playing golf, baseball, bowling, boxing and tennis. You have no idea until you actually use it how addicting and painful it can be. And we have both lost weight though I did have to take a day off for sore muscles to recover. Lots of fun
So far my favorite game has been the one that came with it
The regular games like elebits last to long don't and require enough motion. I tried super swing golf cause I would really like a better golf game or at least ones with more course but in adding elements they changed the swing mode from the original and thats a shame cause its just not as good. Wario Ware smooth moves is okay and great for learning to do different things with the remote but the mini games are too short and as strange as this is too say I like sports best for the first time in my life. So maybe I will actually loose weight. Waiting patiently for Wii Olympics and Wii Fit do out later this year.
Today I went with my daughter to buy her wedding dress. She is not allowing pictures and doesn't want anyone to see it until the wedding. I can tell you it's very beautiful and she looks like a fairy princess in it.
Speaking of fairies she even gave me permission to buy Emmy some wings to wear with her flower girl dress. Is she a good child or what.
Her hubby bought her a Wii today after finding out how much it made her hurt to play for a measly 2 hours. I told her to start with golf next time instead of boxing not near as painful. And you make make up Miis of all the people in your life including Ex-husbands which dona was curious about and them bash them to your hearts content.
Life really is good
This is yet another one of my reoccurring theme dreams. I have a lot of dreams in which I travel to exotic and not so exotic locales. I attribute the travel theme to the time that I spent travelling abroad and my over all continuing desire to travel.
I was a youth again, perhaps 16 or so. I was about to embark on a journey with a group of friends. A cast of both young men and women and Connie a mother figure from real life.
As the dream begins, I am talking to a boy with copper hair and deep dark eyes. We are standing in the hall of a hostel, he is about to walk down the hall to retire for the evening into the large room the boys occupy. Ms. Connie watches us talking in the hall with a smile of approval on her lips. I bid him adieu and walk away. I watch as Ms. Connie follows him around the corner. She returns in a moments time with an envelope. I tear it open hastily, it i s a letter addressed to me from the boy declaring his love for me. I feel blissful and content with this confirming what I already knew. I retire to the room with the other girls and I show them the letter. One of them is laughing as she says,"his hand did not write this." I believe her for some reason. As we are all going through our luggage together making sure that we have every thing required fro the next leg of our journey. I do not know if it is that I am unprepared but although I want to be with him I have no desire to continue. I watch them all leave and I am standing outdoors in the cool air surrounded by vast darkness. There are fields and immense dimly lit houses. I put my thumb out hoping a car will pass, I see headlights but always in a distance they never get to where I am. I look across the way and suddenly see what I think may be a church but as I walk closer towards it it appears to be a homeless shelter. I walk in and it is brightly lit and filled with people and i notice that it is in fact a laundromat. I watch people as they wash their clothes. I am facing a wall of dryers, and I begin to put a few items of clothing in myself. As I am doing this I notice that there are already some clothes in there. The person does not mind and we dry our clothes together. Then I look up and see a train conductor and the laundromat starts to move and it is not a train but a bus. I wonder where I am going but I am not afraid. The end.
Go ahead and psychoanalyze that one people. I dare you!
Lydia,
I really really love you and miss you. You are the most wonderfullest human in the world. YOu are beautiful and kind and sweet and silly and funny. Please come back. You don't even have to make me presents if you don't want to. I mean, if you want to then that's okay, but you don't have to. But a bracelet to match my necklace would be lovely. But you don't have to. Unless you want to.
Besides, my mother totally neglects me now to spend all day staring at the computer in hopes you will send her some lame message. At least if you were here she would get out of that desk chair and I might get some attention.
Please hurry back. Before the turkey comes (whatever that means, but Mom says that is when you are coming and she says she may go insane if it's that long and she is insane enough as it is and if she gets any more insane I may not even get fed), PLEASE!
Love,
Bean
It's odd what we discover when we are not seeking anything at all, equally as strange is that we miss so much when we think we are looking.
We view people but we do not see them for what they really are.
As we weave our own realities it is convenient to ignore those attributes that do not suit the characters that were born in our minds eye.
We invite monsters to dine with us and serve up our souls.
We walk past angels.
We will play with poisonous snakes simply because they have not bitten us yet and credit
ourselves for having charmed them.
So, the girls went to their dad's for a week...my youngest came back the other night and I asked her how her dad was doing (okay, I was fishing a bit)...and this is what she told me...
"Okay, I guess. He had a long conversation on the phone with Mary and came in afterwards and said he thinks they are pretty much done, after that conversation. Then he went on to say that Mary is going through menopause and he gets both the bad swings and the good swings"....to which my not-so-dumb daughter responded..."Dad...now you're going to blame your problems on menopause?"
Mother made me my first doggie smoothie today and it was yummy. I do wish she hadn't added the blackberry, as those little seeds get stuck in my teeth. But other than that, it was taaaaaaasty! Now I need one of those magic bullet things. I think it would make the texture much smoother and much more to my liking. I just don't understand why she didn't put any meat in it. Doesn't she know I'm a freaking CARNIVORE?????????
This concludes this week's issue of Canine Cuisine Corner. Stop by next week when this glamorous doggie food critic will be in London, with her take on Plum Pudding. (Please tell me there is meat in that one!?!)
Yours truly,
Bean
http://www.rachaelraymag.com/content/42368/
Bean can write her food critique after she tries it!
...and kharma does its thing...wow....my ex and his new wife (married last October) are separated and it appears that they are done. Not really a surprise, but still throws me, kinda...watching things unfold. The word was that she was miserable without her kids, and they can't stand him...but I have a feeling there was more to do with it than just that. She had a myspace with all this gushing about him and the kids and now it's wiped out... Good for her getting out so soon... but still sad.
So, I am feeling vindicated...it certainly is nothing he doesn't deserve, and the upshot is, that now my girls are here half of the time instead of a quarter and that makes me happy.
Meanwhile, moving along on the renovating here, was waiting to get the location for the septic so the county will give us a permit to move the gas tank over to the main studio area. Finally did get the site map, and Kim's hubby David came and doused for the water and sewer lines. I learned how to douse, very cool stuff!
Youngest daughter starting high school on the 13th, she's nervous but excited. Older daughter is a senior and can't wait to graduate, she plans on finishing early and working the second semester and taking one class at a community college, then walking with her class. Some new program they started will be giving grants to kids who do this, $1000 the first year and $500 the second, if they go on to college or community college in state. She is first in line!
So, that's the scoop here... :-)