tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51349742011-09-28T14:47:57.721-05:00Random ravings on paganism, shamanism, fine arts, rockhounding and politics.She Dances in Dragonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516981271944741323noreply@blogger.comBlogger7361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5134974.post-10548671596808384302011-03-20T00:53:00.001-05:002011-03-20T00:54:45.526-05:00

Finally got my password crap settled. And surprise! I have followers!One of them, I understand. My bestest best friend. The other two though. Uh... hi?

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Busy making sparklies for the annual jewelry fair in SL. Freebies are done, most of the photography work is done. Now to do ad copy and box stuff up for the charity vendors. As always, the charity is Oxfam.It ain't Heifer International, but it's still a damned fine charity.

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The Beginning Of The TripMe: Get in the box. Stop fighting me and get in the box. The box is the only optionCat: ...Me: See? That wasn't so hardCat: meow?Me: We're taking a trip to Doggy World (the vet) I know, you would rather be stabbed with needles than visit Doggy World, but you get both! (maniacal laughter)Cat: meow? ... meow? Meow! MEEEow.Me: Keep it up and I'll

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... Or at least all the males in the house. My husband is happily using a cube of gravel to dig at cubes of dirt. This actually makes sense if you've spent more than 3 minutes 'playing' Minecraft.My son is alternating between crafting in Minecraft and crafting strange weapons in Dead Rising 2. Me? I blog.

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"Don't you get it yet? I'm giving the land of milk and honey to YOU, not to your descendants!"Really. My son comes up with the best stuff.If you don't get it, that's what God ought to say to his people in the old testament.

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With her second daily dose of insulin.Is it worth $115 every other month to keep my 10 yr old cat from peeing blood and helping her be bouncy and playful?As long as we can afford it, yes!(The bloody urine is 'likely' a sign of infection that's caused by high blood sugar -says the Vet)Curious things about kitty diabetes:Sometimes, it's temporary.The vet said there is no "type 2 diabetes" with cats

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Yeah. Google went and made me able to BLOG FROM MY LOG IN PAGE!! I shall now be able to assault my 2 readers with random crap whenever I want. Like tweeting, only with no character limits!With that, I give you:My eldest cat has diabetes. We inject her with insulin twice a day. Last night I roasted a beef. It was really really good. I caramelized some onions to cover the roast with and it caused

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Yes. I'm still alive.My birth son found me on Facebook when he turned 20. He came to visit this last summer. We talk on the phone a lot. I haven't mailed his 21st b-day present yet.My jewelry business is moderately successful in SL. I'm happy with almost everything I sell, so in that - it's fantastically successful!

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Home!L did great with his morning and afternoon physical therapy. No, it wasn't fun at all, and he did it. Dr. Anderson came in the afternoon and talked with L about how he was feeling. He removed the dressings, checked the incision site, checked the drain site, discussed PT and declared L fit to go home.The ride home was a little rough, but he gritted his teeth and got through it. At home, he

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Recovery Watch, Day 5So much has happened! It's hard to believe it's Friday already. His second night in PICU he developed a fever. That's pretty expected for all those hours of anesthesia, all the work they did on him, and all that laying around. So he got a chest x-ray. No pneumonia. The lower part of his lungs weren't being mini balloons, they were compressed. So he had some breathing therapy.

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All Is Well.We got to the hospital around 5:15 am. The next 2 hours were spent waiting, getting a room, waiting, meeting the very kind anesthesiologist, meeting someone with paperwork, meeting the surgeon, meeting the pain management team, meeting the spinal cord specialist who's sole job was to spend today monitoring for damage or paralysis, and meeting somebody else, who I forgot.It was a long

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In Lieu of Flowers, Please Send POCKY.Today is L's last day of mobility for quite a while. Early tomorrow morning we'll be yawning at the hospital, then he's off to have his spine fused. Seriously, they want us there at 5:30 am. I'm overwhelmed by the number of people who are keeping him (and the whole family) in their thoughts. I'm also overwhelmed by some of the ways people try to be helpful.

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And then there's life.My father in law (the step-dad one, not the bio one) had cancer a few years ago. Just a mass of tumor growing in the middle of his body. A team of surgeons opened him up and removed it; along with his gallbladder, a bit of liver and a small part of his pancreas. Just to be safe, you know? Because of his excellent health, he recovered fairly quickly and was back to playing

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And now for those words.... There are a lot of sad things happening right now; and there are a lot of good things too. The good things are those little things that make life wonderful. Life is beautiful, my garden is growing, there is much love in my life. The usual stuff.And my son's high school closed. He doesn't want to go to a different school for his senior year - which doesn't leave a lot

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Words go here...

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Oh, And Did I Mention?.Because they opened my cervix and passed large burny tools through it, not to mention lavage tools to keep it all washed and to prevent the smoke from building up in there (which causes me to imagine vaginal smoke rings) ... A moratorium has been placed on my sex life....I'm not allowed to have intercourse for 2 months after the procedure."Oh, two months, that's not too bad

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Sickness, Surgery and ... Popcorn (part 2).So the hubby-man left work and drove me to the ER, while I arranged for my mom to pick up my son after school. Emergency waiting rooms are places of weirdness, I assure you. You would think that someone capable of entering the building on their own two feet would be way down on the list of people being treated; while people being carried in would be

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Sickness, Surgery and... Popcorn (part 1).Yeah, I know. It's been forever. On to the story of what's happened to me!*WARNING - THIS PARAGRAPH CONTAINS TMI* (Too much information, over sharing, roughing the reader)I've been having menstrual problems for a while now. Every time I had a little spotting during ovulation, I'd google around and read that it's totally normal for someone my age. Every

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It Had To Happen Sooner Or Later. I've spent years wondering if maybe I'm overprotective of my son. If maybe I do too much for him, and let him stand on his own too little. Today I found out what kind of man my 16 yr old has grown into.He went two blocks away to the local 7-11 to buy some soda. On his way back, he encountered 6 teenagers. One asked for a soda. My son said, "No" and kept walking.

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Discovering.Sinbad the Third, king of the cage and eater of mice and rats has passed away. He'd been going through a quiet phase, he usually does around this time of year. But he'd get active when I put food in his cage. Either his last meal bit him and I didn't notice, or he died of old age. Either way, I've been trying to find the source of a smell in the bedroom for DAYS. The hubby man

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grumbleI keep forgetting my google account that I have to use to get into blogger

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Hm .My firstborn son is 18 years and half a day old now. He's officially old enough to go looking for his birth mom (me).I don't really know what to say about it.I spent 18 years wondering what this day would be like. It was pretty much like any other day, except late last night I suddenly started crying like crazy. I wasn't sad, or happy. I was just emotionally overwhelmed.The hubby man held me

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You People Are Weird . My recent site stats show a huge interest in the close up shot of my stitches. If someone out there suffered an injury similar to my own, I feel for you. To the person who searched for: how to protect self from animals in the wilderness ...Generally, if they know you're coming, they'll get out of your way. If you stumble across a bear cub, get the hell outta there fast.

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Oh, What A Beautiful Morning! .I tell ya, there are mornings - there are beautiful mornings - and then there is *this* morning.I should put it in perspective. Last night I went to bed later than I'd hoped to. I had trouble falling asleep because my foot hurt that much, and it was too late at night to take even half a pain pill.And yet,I slept soundly and awoke refreshed. I woke early too. None of

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Sometimes There's Ugliness.This morning I dashed into 7-11 to get some breakfast and lunch money for L. Ahead of me was a petite young woman in incredibly tight jeans. She was walking quickly, in a stilted, jerky kind of way. I wondered what her disability was, decided it was probably arthritis, and pondered the hardship of arthritis for such a young woman.Although she appeared to be in a great

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Birthing.Second Life really did eat me. Swallowed me whole.In that alternate reality, the Hubby Man got a job as a dj. He worked at several clubs, and finally found a place to call home. We made pixel friends, danced to good music, became emotionally involved ... and then the club closed.The people we'd come to know and love had nowhere to go. The place had been so great, that no where else could

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Lazy.Actually I haven't been lazy, I've been busy. And my foot is having another healing spurt. Which is good, but I'm disappointed that I'm back to using my cane. It's temporary, I can cope.On the Second Life front, I've been to busy and too lazy to go around and take interesting pictures. So, I found some links to interesting pictures instead. I do still plan on taking snapshots of some of the

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Second Life Ate Me. Back in November, the Hubby Man found an online game called Second Life.He logged in and started playing it. I thought it was like "The Sims Online" or maybe a MMORPG. The more he played, the more I saw how different it was.And the less I wanted to ever start playing Second Life myself. Because I knew my blog would suffer for it.Obviously, I've been playing Second Life.It lets

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still alive

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wow!I couldn't get into Blogger for weeks.I finally tried the back door approach.Updates coming tomorrow. I have so much to tell!

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Speechless . My dearest son left me speechless today. The drama club needed someone to play a bit part in the Fall Play, which is a comedy. It's only a handful of lines, so L decided he would give it a try. Today, the director had the actors run through the play to work on blocking. L entered on cue and delivered his first line. I heard a few laughs. By his sixth line, "So am I." The room was

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Lucky Me .This past Saturday, Amylynn called me to share the news that her hubby had taken down (killed) a 9 point buck. I was really thrilled for them. That's a lot of meat! The hubby-man asked if they were keeping the skin. (He's always wanted a deerskin) They said, "No. Would you like it?" Sweet!It seems that deer hunting is a lot of work. Amylynn's hubby made his kill about 2 miles away from

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OhOH MY GOOD GODS DONALD RUMSFELD IS RESIGNING!THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

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*sniff* .During the drive to L's school this morning; he asked about yesterday's elections, and what did it really mean. I started to explain, and suddenly it all hit me. Tears were streaming down my face as I tried to talk around the ball of cry in my throat. What does it mean? It means our votes counted.It means there is again balance in our system of government.It means the House of

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My Experience . The hubby-man took the morning off so we would have plenty of time to vote together. Good thing, too. There were 2 electronic voting machines and a table with corrugated cardboard shields for paper ballot voting. Most people chose the paper ballot. When we walked in the door, I saw people sitting at the table filling out ballots and a line of maybe 8 people for the electronic

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Blogging The Vote.Scavenged from blogs around the nation: *note* the "..." means I cut part of the story. Each tale has a link to the full blog entry.This morning, at around 7:05 a.m., I went to my local voting place ... Sure enough, in the few minutes I was there--and remember, this is just after the polls have opened--there was a problem with one of the machines supposedly not having enough

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Angry . I've been angry all day, and I didn't know why. After listening to a crapload of political news, I understand my anger now. I DON'T TRUST THAT OUR VOTES WILL BE COUNTED.And I hate that.On my 18th birthday, I registered to vote. I have voted in every election except one since then. (I just forgot to vote that day) I have been voting for 19 years. Every time, I hope that what I favor passes

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My Voting Dilemma . I live in Missouri. I can't stand the Democrat candidate for the Senate. I *really* can't stand her. I don't know what her political aspirations are, but I don't have any faith that her aspirations have anything to do with representing *me* or *my* concerns.Her Republican opponent, while a decent guy; is completely unpalatable to me. He is pro-life, anti-homosexual rights,

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Breakfast Adventures. L had a friend spend the night, and I have a sore throat, so I wanted to make something soft for breakfast. I didn't want to hassle with homemade pancakes. (no box mix for me, thankyouverymuch.) So I made omelette-things. I was going for crepes, but I don't really know what exactly a crepe is. I assumed it involved eggs, cream and sugar. So I beat 6 eggs, added some milk

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Voting In Missouri .Constitutional Amendments 2,3,6 and 7 -plus Proposition BWhen you go to the polls, each issue will have a short paragraph describing the intent of the issue to be voted on. Sometimes these paragraphs are misleading, vague, or deliberately worded to confuse the voter. Don't be fooled! Read the entire amendment or proposition online at: the Secretary of State's webpage.Amendment

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Tagging. I switched to Blogger Beta because it offers post tagging (although they call it "listing")I immediately began tagging my past entries. I had 871 posts when I began. I've been deleting dumb or pointless posts, and posts with dead links. I wonder how many posts I'll have left after I've deleted the junk?

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I'm Trying Blogger BetaWorry not, links will be returned to their rightful place on the sidebar shortly -including the redhead genome scarfThanx for your patience

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And This Year.... *UPDATE* We are skipping the costume this year. Not because it's too difficult, but because of the cost. We could buy everything on the list, or we could buy DVD's and maybe some steak. L decided he would get more enjoyment from DVD's and steak....L wants to be Roy Mustang from Full Metal Alchemist. Actually, he *really* wanted to be a knight after a battle with a dragon. Right.

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Ultimate Slur? . I'm using the computer, and CNN is providing some background noise. In other words, I'm not really listening to the news. However, a reporter was yacking about some politician making racial comments while he was in college. According to a former football team mate, he used "The ultimate racial slur". He "used the 'N' word repeatedly" during his college years.It got me to

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Jury Duty .Heh, heh, heh. Dooty.Um, right. So I've been called upon to fulfill my civic duty (heh, dooty.) and sit in a courtroom with a bunch of other people while lawyers ask a lot of personal questions. The purpose is to find a sub-group of people who could give the defendant a fair trial. The personal questions include ones like this: "Have you, or anyone close to you been a victim of a sex

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Sun, Sales and Surprises . Once a year my sister's neighborhood holds a massive yard sale. To quote KDHX:"BELLERIVE DAY IS HERE!!! Each year families on Bellerive and Dover Place hold the "mother of all garage sales" and Saturday, September 16 is it. Over 50 homes with sales, rummage sale, breakfast and BBQ lunch at the Methodist Church on the corner of Bellerive and Colorado, arts and crafts and

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Good News, Better News . My mom (a real estate agent) is listing a house in her neighborhood. The owner had remodeled the kitchen, which means there was a free dishwasher up for grabs. So after 16 years of marriage, we own a mechanical dishwasher! Woo! But wait! There's more! Installing the dishwasher required the removal of a cabinet and a set of drawers. The removal left bits of shrapnel all

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My Poor Hubby . I'd been sniffling and sneezing all of yesterday, and we had no sniffle medicine in the house. So, after work, he went out and got dinner and meds for me. I stayed awake long enough to listen to the President's speech (So we could make gestures at the TV together); then I took the night time sniffling/sneezing/etc. medicine and went to bed. I was awoken briefly when the

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Oh.... This just breaks my heart. St. Louis was once stuffed to the brim with architecture that was beautiful, inspired, and complete. As an example, the first apartment I remember living in was a 2 family building. The typical brick 2 family on the South Side. It had stained glass windows, wooden floors, a cast iron soaker bath tub, and best of all; 11 ft. tall pocket doors separating the living

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Ways To Startle Your Teenager . Flip channels until you come across the GameShow Network airing an old episode of "Let's Make A Deal". Get said teenager engrossed in the show, what with the people in funny costumes and the weird prizes and all. At the finale of the show, when they begin to reveal that the final prize is a car; point at the TV and scream, "That's a Satellite!" "That's my first car

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Christians in Cowboy Hats .I was knitting in the living room, when I saw a man in a straw cowboy hat walk past my front window. I thought he might be one of the contractors who are building houses across the street, so I went to the door.I had been sitting for a while, and one of my arthritic knees wasn't working too well. So really, I limped to the door. Anyway... The guy with the hat was

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The Party .. A while ago, I wrote about my mom's 60th birthday party. My sister gave me a CD full of pics from the party, and I decided to share a few with you all.The collage my cousin and I put togetherI never could have done it without the old family pictures owned by cousin M and aunt P. TY!I told you I had red hair.Family shot on stairs.Mom was trying to keep the glare off her glasses. And

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Voting .The hubby-man came home for lunch, and we both went to vote together. It was sweet. We punched our individual choices, watched the paper ballot scroll past, confirmed our votes, (crossed our fingers), walked out the door, and said "dammit." In unison.Because we had both chosen "The other guy" rather than choose the person who keeps running for whatever office is available, and keeps being

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The Real Life Exploits Of My Sleeping Brain . I think I'm getting close to the one year anniversary of my foot accident, because it's been hurting like crazy the past few days. This is only relevant to this story because the pain was keeping me in a state of semi-wakefulness, even though I was exhausted. I heard a noise outside like someone was collecting aluminum cans at our dumpster, and it

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Can One Be Proud Of Their Cat? . Because I'm proud of my cat. When we found her at the shelter, she was a "rescued stray". Meaning some good hearted person spotted a bunch of wild kittens foraging for food and took them to the ASPCA animal shelter (they took the mom cat too). The shelter decided that the kittens were young enough to be tamed (but not old enough to be adopted yet) and put them on

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Bad Meat . I have a pretty hardy constitution. After all, my mother consistently and thoroughly poisoned my sister and I as children by giving us expired milk, expired canned food, expired everything... She wasn't being mean, and she wasn't crazy. She was feeding us what was available. If bread had mold, you cut off the mold and ate whatever wasn't blue; etc.As a result, I can eat a lot of things

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Geek Speak. My hubby is getting some quotes for computers and servers and such, and I can only hear his side of the conversation. So I hear things like this:"I need a raid controller" and picture hordes of digitized barbarians trying to squeeze through an hourglass shaped "raid controller"; thus controlling the flow of their "raid".He's going to laugh at me when he reads this.A raid controller is

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One Pot Home Made Dirt Cheap Meal.Welcome to Cookin' On The South Side. Today we will be making chicken with taters and veggies.Here's what you'll need:1 big ass skillet. Mine's is domed like a wok, so I can stuff a lot of food in it; but a big 'ol fryin' pan will work just as well.A pound or so of frozen chicken breast strips, the kind you buy in a bag at Save A Lot for $6.A pound and a half or

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Rant.I can't keep my mouth shut any longer. What The Fuck does Israel think they're doing?!They say they have no wish to invade Lebanon. (even though Israel has sent troops across the border to "attack Hezbollah". No... they're not invading; they're just crossing the border for a while) They say they have no problems with the Lebanese government. They say they're leaving the Lebanese

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The Party.The secret thing I was stressing about was my mom's 60th birthday party.The coordinated efforts of my sister, myself, my cousin and my aunt brought about the most successful party I've ever been to.My sister rented out the upper floor of Crusoe's Restaurant and chose the 'Italian buffet' option, since our mom is Sicilian. Forget about mostaccioli. That classic St. Louis buffet dish was

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Jason's Gift . Many years ago, during one of my darkest days; a magical thing happened. Someone cared right when I needed it.I believe I've told at least part of this story before; but I skipped the last part because it was hanging over my soul and I just didn't want to recall it.We were living in a small college town, in winter, in a trailer with a big hole under the bathtub. We showered at a

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Sorry About That .I guess I needed to vent, because that last entry was *supposed* to be about my son going on vacation; not a rant about my sister- who I truly love.

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Vacation... All I ever Wanted? . My one and only son is going on vacation. He's hopping a plane at 8 am Monday morning and spending a week with my wonderful In-Laws.They usually have him around this time of year. It's perfect, because it coincides with my wedding anniversary. We can throw a party and we don't need to worry about L being bored or kept awake.But this year, we're not throwing a

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Hubby-Man . My poor hubby. He's so tired. He's doing upgrades at a bunch of branches. All last week he visited different branches at 9:00 pm (closing time) and did hands on stuff; then he came home and stayed up 'til sunrise checking data flow and writing programming code.To be honest, I don't know what he is doing, but it involves 2 monitors and streams of text running up the screens. When the

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So I've been told I have to blog...I have so much to say, that I'm not sure where to begin. Consider this a catch-up entry.After much heartbreak, we withdrew L from CBC. It's a fabulous school. It was his home. And he didn't step up and work for it. He failed his favorite class All year long. It breaks my heart because the school was such a perfect fit for him. And he couldn't or wouldn't turn in

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Carrot .L had final exams last week, which meant half days. (yay!)To amuse myself while he was in school, I went shopping. I bought sock yarn and needles and henna. The hubby-man helped me henna my hair last night. I'm not terribly pleased with the results. Normally I buy pure henna and it covers my grey and matches my hair almost perfectly. The stuff I bought last week had chamomile and beet

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Survivor .So there we are, watching the final 2 Survivors walking along the beach, drinking mimosas out of champaign glasses - and Aras slips. The glass shatters. Cuts his hand and his back. He pulled the glass out of his back; blood everywhere. The med team comes...And they break out the anesthetic. *shudder* I remember those lidocaine shots in my foot. I remember screaming. I remember my vision

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Thinking Aloud About Oil . Oil is plant matter subjected to heat, pressure and time, right? So if you pulled all the weeds in your yard and put them in a pressure cooker, you should get oil. Eventually.Of course, you would use more oil heating the pressure cooker than you would get from your weeds. But what if you used a solar powered pressure cooker? Let's ;leave that there for a bit and go on

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Deux Ex In-Laws . We have no hot water. Because a few months ago, we found a trickle of moisture in the utility closet. The hubby-man said something about overflow valves and I'm sure the word "repair" came into play somewhere. I didn't pay much attention because the hubby-man can fix anything. So whatever it was, he would fix it.Late last week, there was a puddle in the basement. I laid down

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Jarhead . If you have no interest in seeing the movie "Jarhead"; or if you plan on seeing it, and don't want spoilers -skip this post.............The hubby-man and I just watched it. Even though I had friends participating in Desert Shield and Desert Storm, and I watched and worried day after day; this movie covers something I never thought of.We spent 6 months gearing up for The Mother Of All

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Money . My mom called last week with a one-time lawn mowing job for L. The house next to hers is going up for sale soon, and they needed to mow the lawn. The offer was $25 to mow 150 square feet of level lawn. No hills, no patio furniture or toys to move; just grass. My son declined. He said, "I already have $150, grandma. I don't need more."So I took the job. Mom and I went through the yard

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Easter Fun . The family Easter gathering is usually on Palm Sunday; and it's usually at my sister's house. She was out of town all last week, so the Easter gathering was on Easter and at my Aunt's house.She has the prettiest back yard. It starts with a covered back patio. Beyond that is a flagstone circular courtyard with a 3 tier fountain. There's also a large swath of weed-free grass. Then

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The Common Cold . L has a cold. He went to school yesterday, coughing and sneezing. Today he stayed home. Now here's the cool thing: L had a test today on Romeo and Juliette. He e-mailed his teacher to schedule a retest, and found out the test is available through the class servers! So he can (and did) take the test at home, surrounded by drifts of white kleenex and empty Pepsi bottles. He

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Addendum . As you read the post below, (or above, if you're in my archives) remember that the storm I wrote about spawned 67 tornadoes.Sixty Seven.

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Lessons Learned . So, if you're going out to buy coffee creamer before the big storm hits; and you turn on the radio to hear that there is a TORNADO WARNING; and the DJ keeps repeating there is a TORNADO WARNING, not a tornado watch; and there are multiple tornadoes on Doppler radar... Do not blithely continue toward your shopping destination. And above all, do not call your husband on your cell

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Of Historical Note . George W. Bush likes to talk about how Americans thought the Atlantic and Pacific oceans kept us "safe" from the rest of the world; and how September 11th was the first time the main body of America had been attacked.Or, to use his wording: "And, yet, here you are graduating from high school, the first high school class to ever have seen the 48 contiguous states attacked by

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Apology . I owe someone an apology, but I don't know who. So here it is:To the person in the expensive navy blue car on the 55/270 interchange at 7:15 am this morning; I'm sorry. You couldn't possibly have known that my turn signal meant that I wanted to move over a lane, even though the lane I was in ended in a quarter of a mile. You couldn't possibly have understood how mass + speed = velocity;

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Wow . Thank you for the replies! I just re-red my post, and it sure sounds self-pitying. That wasn't my intent. :) I was sad and frustrated; and I *was* crying -but not out of self pity.

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No Work For You! . Sigh. I did not get the job. The other applicants were more qualified, typed faster, had better resume's, etc. And I'm crying at my computer because I really need a job and it's so hard to even get consideration because I've been a stay-home mom for 15 years.I'm sad.

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Finally A Photo . the scarf . I had some trouble uploading the pic; and I'm farther along now. This was taken last weekend. Note the very crooked stitches. Well, it's my first attempt at stranded knitting. I'm getting better.

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What A Morning! . Today is report card day, so L has a half day of school. The plan was to drop him off, drive to Borders with my knitting, knit and drink coffee for 3 1/2 hours, then retrieve my son. I was out of bed early. We were out of the house somewhat early.And I had a flat tire. So I rushed into the house, woke the hubby-man, called the school on my cell phone, saw L off with Dad, drove

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Finally . I finally buckled down and added some knitblogs to my side bar.I don't want to hear any complaining, either. I avoided the mommyblog trend. I avoided the daddyblog trend, too. I never listed a long string of polit-blogs, even though I read quite a few. So y'all will just have to deal with the knitblogs :PIn other news, the hubby-man has had a cold all weekend, so I haven't gotten very

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Then I Just Sighed . I took the time to look up stranded knitting, so I could learn how to do it properly. Then I picked up my genome scarf and set to work with my new skills.2 rows later, I spilled my cup of coffee on the pattern sheet.Then I just sighed and sadly took the now soggy -yet colorful- sheet to the trash.I need a shoulder to cry on. Maybe I'll knit myself one when I'm done with the

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The Secret Scarf . My inner geek is ready to come out of the closet.I dug through the Human Genome Project and found the MCR1 gene on the 16th chromosome. I dug deeper and found the variances that cause red hair. I copied the code.I converted it to a color chart.I wrote my first ever pattern.I'm knitting a gene...And I'm not alone!I shared the pattern with others on the Knitty board, and

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Coffee . I was making a pot of coffee this morning, like I do most every morning; and my mind wandered to the job interview I had this week. After the interview, my potential supervisor commented that coffee was her weakness. I replied that I'm a coffee snob.We discussed Kona, and how the fine notes of Jamaican Blue Mountain can be ruined by bad roasting.(Shh... Don't tell, but I don't think Blue

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Interview . I had a job interview today! After a year and a half of searching, someone finally gave me an interview! Which went very well, I think. I answered all their questions well. I left a good impression. And I'm well versed in customer service.But the various companies I've worked for over the years are all out of business. How do you give work references when the people you worked for are

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Racing Falcon . Driving home from the snake food store, I spotted a bird like an oversized pidgeon. It was flying about a block ahead of me. It didn't fly like a pidgeon, and I wondered if it was a Peregrine falcon. As I completed that thought, the bird swept up into the sky. I could see it's outline then, and I knew it was indeed a Peregrine falcon.The falcon stayed framed against the blue sky

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Waaaah!This morning, the Hubby-Man was rubbing a spot on the truck. I looked over and saw a foot long scratch on my paint. I was shocked. How could there be a massive scratch that I didn't know about? How can somebody drag that much paint off of another person's property and even bother to leave an apology? What the fuck is wrong with people?!?It's way up high, too. It must have been another

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Freak Show . Said today by Amy, "Dances In Dragon, the world is your freak show."I laughed aloud. Because she's right. The world is my freak show. Everything is interesting... downright fascinating, even.It isn't just people. It's everything. From strange squirrel behaviour to a sunny blue sky to the people who have the balls to wear a Jayne Cobb hat in public...Thanks, life. This is sooo worth

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Olympic Schedule . I want to see:CurlingBobsleddingShort Track Speed SkatingBiathlon (ski and shoot)LugeAll the skiing Opening and Closing CeremoniesAnd I guess I'll have to watch some Ice Skating. I like Bobsledding more, though.Go US!

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Birth Day . Amy gave birth to a very healthy 7lb 2oz baby boy at 2:07 pm Wednesday afternoon! And I got to be there! It was, as all births are; a magical experience. I was running around trying to take pictures and my eyes were all blurry with tears.I don't want to spoil Amy's chance to tell the story, so I'll leave it here for now. Just know that there's a lot more to tell... involving phone

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Silly News Media . There are news reporters all over the CBC campus today. CBC is considering implementing a mandatory, random, drug testing policy. It would be a hair test, not a urine test. The school asked us parents about it. They sent home a letter and invited us to a meeting. They really want to know how we feel about it. Here's how we feel: The hubby-man and I are both in favor of this

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A Story That Mainstream Media Would Never Cover . Because it's good news. Link to full articleEvery week, reporter Kevin Sites writes articles from a chosen area. This week he's in Iran.InIran, an Islamic theocracy, Christians and Jews occupy an unusual place. But it's not necessarily uncomfortable.Kevin is writing about the Christian and Jewish minorities, and their lives in an Islamic country.

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Best Of Me 2005 . The ultimate MeMe: a recap of my writings from the past 12 months (plus a bit from '04, because it's just so spot on)2005 was the year first I snarked a Presidential inauguration. I have no shame. It was also my first liveblogging of an event. When an honor guard lined the steps and pathway before the House of Congress, I noted:"I'm genuinely astonished that we have any

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Live Blogging Stardust . Yes, I'm still awake. Watching the NASA channel broadcast Stardust's reentry and recovery. We've been sending stuff off planet for almost 50 years, and there still isn't a common term for people like me. Call me an astrophile. :D3:54 am CST - JPL (Jet Propulsion Laboratory -one of 3 control centers) passed out "good luck" fortune cookies, instead of "good luck" peanuts.3

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On the twelfth day of Winter, a Pagan sent to me...twelve covens chantingeleven heavy cauldronsten brooms for sweepingnine books of shadowseight pounds of amberseven chakra candlessix crescent cookiesfive silver ringsfour corner callersthree quartz pointstwo black catsand a pentacle to hang on my tree

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On the eighth day of Winter, a Pagan sent to me...eight pounds of amberseven chakra candlessix crescent cookiesfive silver ringsfour corner callersthree quartz pointstwo black catsand a pentacle to hang on my tree

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Yaargh! . I'm on vacation. When you're on vacation, you're supposed to be allowed to sleep in, dammit. So why do people keep calling me?Today, it was my mom. She wanted to talk about the weather.Grrrrr.

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On the seventh day of Winter, a Pagan sent to me...seven chakra candlessix crescent cookiesfive silver ringsfour corner callersthree quartz pointstwo black catsand a pentacle to hang on my tree

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On the sixth day of Winter, a Pagan sent to me...six crescent cookiesfive silver ringsfour corner callersthree quartz pointstwo black catsand a pentacle to hang on my tree

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