.
Gloom.
Tv's Craig Ferguson's concert tour is coming to the south and I can't go.
(Can't afford the ticket.)
Gloom.
Sigh.
People will be having a great time watching the big show and I - I - will spend Friday night washing clothes, Saturday morning at fencing, Saturday afternoon finishing up the insulation, walking and feeding the animals, and washing more clothes. The high light of the weekend will be on Sunday when we go out to eat at the local cafe.
Sigh.
.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
.
Oh hurrah for me. I have a new skill to add to my growing list of talents.
This afternoon the sink began to gurgle and water began coming out where it shouldn't. This has happened before. When it has, WB goes into the shed and pulls out something called a "snake". Then he goes to the main clean out for the sewer and viola after much gnashing of teeth and many, many expletives following by the solemn swearing that we'll have to call an after hours plumber or worse one of those septic tank pumping trucks. There's a gurgle and then miracle, the water flows to somewhere unseen.
Yes, I got the mainline to the septic tank unclogged. All by myself. Well not all by myself. Pup was here. He manned the washing machine, the toilets, the sink, and the telephone call to WB. I was the one to find the "snake", open the main line clean out, put in the "snake", and finally dislodge the clog. It was rank. It was gross. The green rubber boots that I wear when mucking the kennels and cleaning the chicken coop had to be sprayed with disinfectant.
But I did it.
Whooooossssh (and no butt crack to be seen).
Yay.
AuthorAnn mainline, septic tank unclogger.
I am so proud.
.
Oh hurrah for me. I have a new skill to add to my growing list of talents.
This afternoon the sink began to gurgle and water began coming out where it shouldn't. This has happened before. When it has, WB goes into the shed and pulls out something called a "snake". Then he goes to the main clean out for the sewer and viola after much gnashing of teeth and many, many expletives following by the solemn swearing that we'll have to call an after hours plumber or worse one of those septic tank pumping trucks. There's a gurgle and then miracle, the water flows to somewhere unseen.
Yes, I got the mainline to the septic tank unclogged. All by myself. Well not all by myself. Pup was here. He manned the washing machine, the toilets, the sink, and the telephone call to WB. I was the one to find the "snake", open the main line clean out, put in the "snake", and finally dislodge the clog. It was rank. It was gross. The green rubber boots that I wear when mucking the kennels and cleaning the chicken coop had to be sprayed with disinfectant.
But I did it.
Whooooossssh (and no butt crack to be seen).
Yay.
AuthorAnn mainline, septic tank unclogger.
I am so proud.
.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
.
The date
January 22, 2011
"...
I think -
No I'm sure that it's Eve's fault.
And Adams.
Stupid apple.
Stupid Snake.
On second thought stupid Eve.
Whomever? We've been paying for it ever since.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe the cold has me sullen.
I've always been a Optimistic Pessimist.
Will think on it.
I think -
No I'm sure that it's Eve's fault.
And Adams.
Stupid apple.
Stupid Snake.
On second thought stupid Eve.
Whomever? We've been paying for it ever since.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe the cold has me sullen.
I've always been a Optimistic Pessimist.
Will think on it.
written by
c anne ford
January 22, 2012
..."
Did I tell you that I was a writer. I am. That's my poem above. When I hear about copyright infringement, I think about this poem. Then I think about the blog that I wrote that someone in New Zealand up loaded on to Face book. They uploaded my entire blog. Two years of my work. Original poems. Original short stories. The time I spent working to find my writer's "voice". I found out later that they got a job writing for a magazine half way round the world.
Here I sit out in the middle of nowhere. I'm lucky if anyone reads my blog. Delighted if they do.
I am a writer.
.
.
lyrics for the song above. I don't own the lyrics nor do I profit from publishing them here. Just thought that there might be someone who could use the encouragement.
I know that I could.
.
Here I am at another dead end
Stopped in my tracks again
Closer then I've been to where I wanna be
A broken heart standing in my way
Big as life on a real bad day
Making lemons into lemonade
Ain't nothing new to me No
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping stone
I'm gonna climb right up on top
And take a good look at where I'm going
And it ain't gonna slow me down
Hold me back or turn me around (Stepping Stone)
This ain't no stumbling block (Stepping Stone)
It ain't no stumbling block (Stepping Stone)
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping stone
Now looking back I realize
How hard it is to recognize
Opportunity in disguise
That's some Clamady
So I ain't gonna cuss my luck
Every time a door slams shut
I know a window's gonna open up
Just as long as I believe
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping stone
I'm gonna climb right up on top
And take a good look at where I'm going
And it ain't gonna slow me down
Hold me back or turn me around (Stepping Stone)
This ain't no stumbling block (Stepping Stone)
It ain't no stumbling block (Stepping Stone)
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping stone
Stepping Stone.. Ohhh
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping stone
I'm gonna climb right up on top
And take a good look at where I'm going
And it ain't gonna slow me down
Hold me back or turn me around (Stepping Stone)
This ain't no stumbling block (Stepping Stone)
It's just a stepping
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping stone
I'm gonna climb right up on top
And take a good look at where I'm going
And it ain't gonna slow me down
Hold me back or turn me around (Stepping Stone)
This ain't no stumbling block
This ain't no stumbling block
This ain't no stumbling block
It's just a stepping, stepping stone
Stepping Stone
from 1998
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Interesting conversation going on here...
I think that the world is full of lovely people.
Even with the troubles in the world they're there.
I can see them.
They laugh and cry.
The nudge each other and share.
They say hello and they tell me what is good in their life.
Sometimes I think that they think I'm a bit nuts.
But we're all abit nuts now and then. LOL.
.
Interesting conversation going on here...
I think that the world is full of lovely people.
Even with the troubles in the world they're there.
I can see them.
They laugh and cry.
The nudge each other and share.
They say hello and they tell me what is good in their life.
Sometimes I think that they think I'm a bit nuts.
But we're all abit nuts now and then. LOL.
.
Well, I woke up this morning to check my horoscope and the obits....
Notice was that Google had this black box super imposed on what is normally colorful graphics.
After years of following the crazy of the political process, the only thing that I can say is that the devil is usually in the details AND that politics and the arts are very strange bed fellows.
Going to read, listen, ask questions, and then decide before jumping on ANY band wagons.
Hugs,
WriterAnn
.
.
Notice was that Google had this black box super imposed on what is normally colorful graphics.
After years of following the crazy of the political process, the only thing that I can say is that the devil is usually in the details AND that politics and the arts are very strange bed fellows.
Going to read, listen, ask questions, and then decide before jumping on ANY band wagons.
Hugs,
WriterAnn
.
.
Monday, January 16, 2012
"
True, there are no small hogs- but- there are small wiener dogs with names like Nelson and Truday. They tend to eat very large ginger snaps on alternate Thursdays and watch Dr. Who on Fridays.
I believe that they are Whovians, but then again I’m not sure…."
January 16, 2012
Comments by Intern Jack over on theNerdist blog http://www.nerdist.com/2012/01/embarrassing-dad-or-nerdist/comment-page-1/#comment-66475
I'm going to write in the comments over on the Nerdist blog. If you miss me, you can engage in conversation there or you can pour yourself a glass of milk, take the gingersnaps from the cubbard and wreck havoc with cookie crumbs. I'll miss you but I'll be fine.
.
True, there are no small hogs- but- there are small wiener dogs with names like Nelson and Truday. They tend to eat very large ginger snaps on alternate Thursdays and watch Dr. Who on Fridays.
I believe that they are Whovians, but then again I’m not sure…."
January 16, 2012
Comments by Intern Jack over on theNerdist blog http://www.nerdist.com/2012/01/embarrassing-dad-or-nerdist/comment-page-1/#comment-66475
I'm going to write in the comments over on the Nerdist blog. If you miss me, you can engage in conversation there or you can pour yourself a glass of milk, take the gingersnaps from the cubbard and wreck havoc with cookie crumbs. I'll miss you but I'll be fine.
.
.
LOL. I'm sitting here reading on the Internet and munching on the honey glazed pecans sold by this company
http://www.priesters.com/shop/dispProductDetail.cfm?Product_ID=136
Don't have the salty ones. If I did I'd be in pecan bliss.
Dang you holiday eatting.
Good thing I'm taking fencing.
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LOL. I'm sitting here reading on the Internet and munching on the honey glazed pecans sold by this company
http://www.priesters.com/shop/dispProductDetail.cfm?Product_ID=136
Don't have the salty ones. If I did I'd be in pecan bliss.
Dang you holiday eatting.
Good thing I'm taking fencing.
.
Just incase Newt is reading.
Psst. Guess what. I'm taking fencing. LOL. Seriously they actually are teaching me how to fence.
Was telling Pup the difference between Tai Chi and fencing class.
In Tai Chi we have tea and cookies and a chat and then? We work at becoming graceful Tai Chi swans.
In fencing we have running and jumping while yelling at the top of our lungs things like "tomato".
Then, after hours -- HOURS -- of this, we are dismissed.
Tai Chi? Is tea and cookies.
Fencing? Is running with sharp pointy things and yelling.
I miss Tai Chi but -
All this jumping and yelling and pointy thing pointing is good too.
.
Psst. Guess what. I'm taking fencing. LOL. Seriously they actually are teaching me how to fence.
Was telling Pup the difference between Tai Chi and fencing class.
In Tai Chi we have tea and cookies and a chat and then? We work at becoming graceful Tai Chi swans.
In fencing we have running and jumping while yelling at the top of our lungs things like "tomato".
Then, after hours -- HOURS -- of this, we are dismissed.
Tai Chi? Is tea and cookies.
Fencing? Is running with sharp pointy things and yelling.
I miss Tai Chi but -
All this jumping and yelling and pointy thing pointing is good too.
.
I can to write.
From January 22, 2011 12dotsandablot blog post.
"...
Strong women open their own doors.
They open their own jars and squash their own spiders because no one else will.
Because the world still turns and someone else has to.
They pick up hay bales because they can and they've too much integrity to con a guy into doing it.
Then they wonder why they spend Saturday night watching a rental movie with their dog.
Alone.
Kind of makes me sad.
Such lovely independent souls with rough hands.
Sightly disheveled and frayed around the edges.
Telling lovely stories about the adventures they've been on.
They live interesting lives and tell interesting stories.
Then they die alone.
..."
.
"...
I'm sitting here in the middle of all my failures.
They're "screaming" from all points.
The untidy parlor.
The dishes in the sink.
The un made bed called "My Life"?
My husband sits sullen in his chair.
Then it's upstairs in bed with the lights out.
He pretends to be asleep but I know he's not.
Better for us both that I keep up the ruse.
Lest we fight.
My daughter.
Fruit of my loins is somewhere.
She asked for money and I said no.
So she shut her "door" too and went into the night.
Bonnie girl.
I sit here on the couch in the dark and listen to all my failures screaming "You idiot."
It changes from my mothers voice, to my husbands, to my daughters, and then -
Into mine.
I cry.
Because I read in a poem that strong women do.
But in my heart I know.
That while these may be tears of failure,
They are not tears of strength.
..."
1/22/11
c anne ford
all rights reserved by the author.
Okay, before anyone starts in on this. Please read the following.
This is 12dotsandablot.
Like the old 12 dogs and a blog?
It's a writer's journal.
Fact and fiction are written here.
If you don't know which is which?
Don't ASSume.
Ask.
We're all okay here.
I was just reading the poem A Strong Woman and thinking about what I've seen in the world. I'm not sure that I believe that the world is kind to the strong women. Not to the ones I've known. The world tolerates them begrudgingly but it doesn't seem to open it's arms and say, "Come here Strong Woman. Here's your home."
More like, "We don't trust you strong woman. You don't fit the mold. Work hard for us but don't expect our affection. You're strong. Stand on your feet and work."
"...
I think -
No I'm sure that it's Eve's fault.
And Adams.
Stupid apple.
Stupid Snake.
On second thought stupid Eve.
Whomever? We've been paying for it ever since.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe the cold has me sullen.
I've always been a Optimistic Pessimist.
Will think on it..
,,,"
Note:
Except where noted, all work in this post by the author and poet, c anne ford, 22 January, 2011, all rights reserved by the author.
..."
LOL. I can write. Just have alot of that life stuff happening.
.
From January 22, 2011 12dotsandablot blog post.
"...
Strong women open their own doors.
They open their own jars and squash their own spiders because no one else will.
Because the world still turns and someone else has to.
They pick up hay bales because they can and they've too much integrity to con a guy into doing it.
Then they wonder why they spend Saturday night watching a rental movie with their dog.
Alone.
Kind of makes me sad.
Such lovely independent souls with rough hands.
Sightly disheveled and frayed around the edges.
Telling lovely stories about the adventures they've been on.
They live interesting lives and tell interesting stories.
Then they die alone.
..."
.
"...
I'm sitting here in the middle of all my failures.
They're "screaming" from all points.
The untidy parlor.
The dishes in the sink.
The un made bed called "My Life"?
My husband sits sullen in his chair.
Then it's upstairs in bed with the lights out.
He pretends to be asleep but I know he's not.
Better for us both that I keep up the ruse.
Lest we fight.
My daughter.
Fruit of my loins is somewhere.
She asked for money and I said no.
So she shut her "door" too and went into the night.
Bonnie girl.
I sit here on the couch in the dark and listen to all my failures screaming "You idiot."
It changes from my mothers voice, to my husbands, to my daughters, and then -
Into mine.
I cry.
Because I read in a poem that strong women do.
But in my heart I know.
That while these may be tears of failure,
They are not tears of strength.
..."
1/22/11
c anne ford
all rights reserved by the author.
Okay, before anyone starts in on this. Please read the following.
This is 12dotsandablot.
Like the old 12 dogs and a blog?
It's a writer's journal.
Fact and fiction are written here.
If you don't know which is which?
Don't ASSume.
Ask.
We're all okay here.
I was just reading the poem A Strong Woman and thinking about what I've seen in the world. I'm not sure that I believe that the world is kind to the strong women. Not to the ones I've known. The world tolerates them begrudgingly but it doesn't seem to open it's arms and say, "Come here Strong Woman. Here's your home."
More like, "We don't trust you strong woman. You don't fit the mold. Work hard for us but don't expect our affection. You're strong. Stand on your feet and work."
"...
I think -
No I'm sure that it's Eve's fault.
And Adams.
Stupid apple.
Stupid Snake.
On second thought stupid Eve.
Whomever? We've been paying for it ever since.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe the cold has me sullen.
I've always been a Optimistic Pessimist.
Will think on it..
,,,"
Note:
Except where noted, all work in this post by the author and poet, c anne ford, 22 January, 2011, all rights reserved by the author.
..."
LOL. I can write. Just have alot of that life stuff happening.
.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
.
Sigh.
Deeeeep sigh.
Deeeeepp, contemplative sigh.
.
I had this thing to write about but was busy trying to keep pups from becoming frozen.
Now?
Can't remember.
I can remember it was fantastic and Earth shaking news.
Hmmmpf.
In other news? Craig Ferguson is in contract negotiations with CBS.
I think he should to on cable like Bill Maher did. Can curse like a sailor and no one has a problem with repeats.
I'd watch.
I'd have to actually get a television and cable tv but then if it meant seeing an uncensored Craig Ferguson? Might be worth it.
.
Sigh.
Deeeeep sigh.
Deeeeepp, contemplative sigh.
.
I had this thing to write about but was busy trying to keep pups from becoming frozen.
Now?
Can't remember.
I can remember it was fantastic and Earth shaking news.
Hmmmpf.
In other news? Craig Ferguson is in contract negotiations with CBS.
I think he should to on cable like Bill Maher did. Can curse like a sailor and no one has a problem with repeats.
I'd watch.
I'd have to actually get a television and cable tv but then if it meant seeing an uncensored Craig Ferguson? Might be worth it.
.
Friday, January 13, 2012
.
There is one good thing this morning.
According to the stats?
Apparently there are alot of people reading my blog this morning. Yay.
Oh who am I kidding.
They're probably just here to post spam about handbags.
But then? Maybe not.
Just in case?
I don't know who you are but welcome to the funny farm.
LOL
Hugs.
Writer Ann
.
There is one good thing this morning.
According to the stats?
Apparently there are alot of people reading my blog this morning. Yay.
Oh who am I kidding.
They're probably just here to post spam about handbags.
But then? Maybe not.
Just in case?
I don't know who you are but welcome to the funny farm.
LOL
Hugs.
Writer Ann
.
.
There are typos.
I'm not going back to fix them.
I'm very very very busy this morning.
No time to proof read anything.
Just call it part of the charm of the blog and get over it.
:D
.
Ann
PS
I went back and reread the to do and already done list for today. Notice there is no mention of a lovely person handing me a cup of cocoa and shooshing me back into my office to write. There are no flower on my desk or kiss on my cheek. That is because at the moment the only place that I usually have privacy here,aka the bathroom, is occupied by pups.
I have to write people. I'm a writer. It's what I'm supposed to be doing.
Ack.
And it's Friday the 13th.
And my feet are cold.
Really and truly cold.
I haven't had sex in forever.
I do not like being celibate.
It's sucks more than having cold feet.
Ack.
Ack.
Crap, out of buttermilk, have to add get butter milk to today's to do list.
I hate to do lists almost as much as putting "" around things.
Yes, I do know better.
No, I'm not. I'm supposed to be slacker. See. Up there in the title. It's says, The Slacker Chronicles. That's me. Slacker.
I'm suposed to be slacking not running round checking things off my "to do" list.
Again ack.
.
gotta go.
.
.
There are typos.
I'm not going back to fix them.
I'm very very very busy this morning.
No time to proof read anything.
Just call it part of the charm of the blog and get over it.
:D
.
Ann
PS
I went back and reread the to do and already done list for today. Notice there is no mention of a lovely person handing me a cup of cocoa and shooshing me back into my office to write. There are no flower on my desk or kiss on my cheek. That is because at the moment the only place that I usually have privacy here,aka the bathroom, is occupied by pups.
I have to write people. I'm a writer. It's what I'm supposed to be doing.
Ack.
And it's Friday the 13th.
And my feet are cold.
Really and truly cold.
I haven't had sex in forever.
I do not like being celibate.
It's sucks more than having cold feet.
Ack.
Ack.
Crap, out of buttermilk, have to add get butter milk to today's to do list.
I hate to do lists almost as much as putting "" around things.
Yes, I do know better.
No, I'm not. I'm supposed to be slacker. See. Up there in the title. It's says, The Slacker Chronicles. That's me. Slacker.
I'm suposed to be slacking not running round checking things off my "to do" list.
Again ack.
.
gotta go.
.
.
.
Okay God here's the deal.
I know that we need cold weather. It's part of the circle of life thingy but seriously. It's cold. The temperature droped 50 degrees in 49 hours. I went from wearing shorts to wearing double layers of clothes.
I CAN SEE MY FRIGGIN' BREATH INSIDE THE CABIN.
(And it's Friday the 13th.)
Everyone's cranky.
The two legged people and the four and two legged critters are really cranky. Cassanova (the rooster) attacked me when I tried to put him in the now luxury chicken condo. I was trying to put him some place warm and he tried to spur me. HE JUMPED ON TOP OF THE CHICKEN HOUSE AND TRIED TO ATTACK ME WITH HIS FEET. HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE FEET. THERE ARE CLAWS AT THE END OF THEM. Sorry for shouting but he tried to attack me. LOL. I can't wait to try and take him out of the luxury chicken condo with indoor heat. If I weren't so soft hearted, I'd leave him in the chicken pen but that wouldn't be nice.
I am changing his name.
His new name?
Chicken Pot Pie.
.
I'm going to the beach next weekend.
I'm going to sit in a lawn chair in the sand and hope that it's not raining.
I'm going to sit in a lawn chair in the sand on the beach even if it is raining.
I'll wear an umbrella and a hat.
Hopefully? A miracle will happen and I'll have a romantic encounter.
Or at the very least?
I'll go out to eat without dog print and dog hair on my person.
I will be the elegant, grown up that I am.
Underneath all this animal stuff.
Sure, I'll miss the two and four legged critters but I need a break.
Love and kisses,
Ann
(PS If you're Newt and you're reading this? Hug. I can really use a hug.)
Now then, I'm off to the fun of living on a farm.
Back tonight to let you know what all we did this week. It was eventful.
And it started by me getting bit on the butt by a tick.
I'm not kidding.
I really, reaaally, reeaaallllly need that beach break.
I got bit on the but by a tick people.
It hurt.
I could have gotten, get this, DISEASES!!!!!!!
More tonight.
Ann.
.
Okay God here's the deal.
I know that we need cold weather. It's part of the circle of life thingy but seriously. It's cold. The temperature droped 50 degrees in 49 hours. I went from wearing shorts to wearing double layers of clothes.
I CAN SEE MY FRIGGIN' BREATH INSIDE THE CABIN.
(And it's Friday the 13th.)
Everyone's cranky.
The two legged people and the four and two legged critters are really cranky. Cassanova (the rooster) attacked me when I tried to put him in the now luxury chicken condo. I was trying to put him some place warm and he tried to spur me. HE JUMPED ON TOP OF THE CHICKEN HOUSE AND TRIED TO ATTACK ME WITH HIS FEET. HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE FEET. THERE ARE CLAWS AT THE END OF THEM. Sorry for shouting but he tried to attack me. LOL. I can't wait to try and take him out of the luxury chicken condo with indoor heat. If I weren't so soft hearted, I'd leave him in the chicken pen but that wouldn't be nice.
I am changing his name.
His new name?
Chicken Pot Pie.
.
I'm going to the beach next weekend.
I'm going to sit in a lawn chair in the sand and hope that it's not raining.
I'm going to sit in a lawn chair in the sand on the beach even if it is raining.
I'll wear an umbrella and a hat.
Hopefully? A miracle will happen and I'll have a romantic encounter.
Or at the very least?
I'll go out to eat without dog print and dog hair on my person.
I will be the elegant, grown up that I am.
Underneath all this animal stuff.
Sure, I'll miss the two and four legged critters but I need a break.
Love and kisses,
Ann
(PS If you're Newt and you're reading this? Hug. I can really use a hug.)
Now then, I'm off to the fun of living on a farm.
Back tonight to let you know what all we did this week. It was eventful.
And it started by me getting bit on the butt by a tick.
I'm not kidding.
I really, reaaally, reeaaallllly need that beach break.
I got bit on the but by a tick people.
It hurt.
I could have gotten, get this, DISEASES!!!!!!!
More tonight.
Ann.
.
.
LOL. Oh mercy. I just looked at the calender.
It's Friday, 13th or January.
AKA. Friday the 13th.
If I didn't already have enough complications.
Now?
I've got Friday, the 13th to contend with.
Yikes.
Three day weekend. WB will be here to help put up insulation in cabin.
Hopefully will be warmer tonight and we won't see out breath inside the cabin.
That's for outside.
.
Hugs,
Next couple of posts are new.
Will let you know how things go tonight. Hopefully I'll get to go to fencing tomorrow instead of spending the morning wrangling animals.
Missed tai chi yesterday and alreay I'm feeling cranky. Of course that could be because I spent part of last night sleeping with the dogs. Nothing says fun like a dog pouncing on a full bladder at 2am. Especially fun if the bathroom is next door and you have to try and lock the cabin door with gloves on while you have to pee and the dogs are running around and around barking because it's COLD and they want to go inside.
That MIGHT have something to do with me being cranky this AM.
OR it could be that the same pup who woke me up at 2am by poucing on my full bladder also woke me up again this AM by pouncing, licking me in the face, and demanding to go for walkies.
LOL. No sleeping through this Friday the 13th.
Like the sign says, "Keep calm. Carry on."
(I love my dogs. I love my dogs. I love my dogs. I love my dogs. Oh crap.
Seriously, we don't do this level of cold. That's why I have a sailboat and the dogs have short hair.)
.
.
LOL. Oh mercy. I just looked at the calender.
It's Friday, 13th or January.
AKA. Friday the 13th.
If I didn't already have enough complications.
Now?
I've got Friday, the 13th to contend with.
Yikes.
Three day weekend. WB will be here to help put up insulation in cabin.
Hopefully will be warmer tonight and we won't see out breath inside the cabin.
That's for outside.
.
Hugs,
Next couple of posts are new.
Will let you know how things go tonight. Hopefully I'll get to go to fencing tomorrow instead of spending the morning wrangling animals.
Missed tai chi yesterday and alreay I'm feeling cranky. Of course that could be because I spent part of last night sleeping with the dogs. Nothing says fun like a dog pouncing on a full bladder at 2am. Especially fun if the bathroom is next door and you have to try and lock the cabin door with gloves on while you have to pee and the dogs are running around and around barking because it's COLD and they want to go inside.
That MIGHT have something to do with me being cranky this AM.
OR it could be that the same pup who woke me up at 2am by poucing on my full bladder also woke me up again this AM by pouncing, licking me in the face, and demanding to go for walkies.
LOL. No sleeping through this Friday the 13th.
Like the sign says, "Keep calm. Carry on."
(I love my dogs. I love my dogs. I love my dogs. I love my dogs. Oh crap.
Seriously, we don't do this level of cold. That's why I have a sailboat and the dogs have short hair.)
.
.
.
Well, we almost made it through the night.
When Ivan finally jumped on my stomach at the exact time I had to go pee?
When I could see my breath inside the new cabin?
I did the only sane thing I could think of.
We all went inside.
The pups were joyous and I got to go tinkle without it freezing mid stream.
The good news is that WB brought insulation and I have (thanks to a heck of a good power extention cord have electricity. Took a bit of work and a ccouple of blown fuses. Did get the chickens sorted with heat lamps and plastic. Good news is that I now have the lamps needed for the brooder next spring. Yay.
Sun is out. Gonna let the pups out for their walkies and then inside for treat. Swap out the clean chicken water for the dirty one. Clean the dirty one (I do this daily. Makes for happy chickens. Make sure that the chicken bfood bowl is filled. Collect eggs. Move the chickens back into the chicken yard. Put the pups up. Clean the water bowls in the kennels (have to wait until mid day to do clean up because of the ice.)
Wash towels because today is Friday and it's wash the towels day.
Call mom to find out about my aunt.
Get the mail.
Already done list for this morning.
Walked two sets of outside dogs.
Made sure that the dog kennels are clean.
Dumped ice out of water bowls. Maked sure they have water. Will wash water bowls when it warms up outside.
Made sure that there's food and water for outside dogs.
Fed, walked, and gave meds to one of inside dogs.
Walked another of the pups.
Put one of the pups in the bathroom.
Made sure that bathroom floor is clean (disinfected).
Cleaned the water bowls and put food in the bowls in the bathroom for now inside pup.
Fed the bird.
Made sure that there is food and water for inside pups.
Found the other heater for cabin.
Checked on cabin to see if the heater that is outside is working.
Found broom and dust pan for cabin.
Made sure that the gates are closed.
Breakfast?
Milk, rolls, ham, cheese, and buttermilk.
Lunch?
Homemade vegetable soup, ham and cheese sandwiches, bananas, and milk.
Why?
Cause baby? It's frickin' cold outside.
:D Ann,
.
.
Well, we almost made it through the night.
When Ivan finally jumped on my stomach at the exact time I had to go pee?
When I could see my breath inside the new cabin?
I did the only sane thing I could think of.
We all went inside.
The pups were joyous and I got to go tinkle without it freezing mid stream.
The good news is that WB brought insulation and I have (thanks to a heck of a good power extention cord have electricity. Took a bit of work and a ccouple of blown fuses. Did get the chickens sorted with heat lamps and plastic. Good news is that I now have the lamps needed for the brooder next spring. Yay.
Sun is out. Gonna let the pups out for their walkies and then inside for treat. Swap out the clean chicken water for the dirty one. Clean the dirty one (I do this daily. Makes for happy chickens. Make sure that the chicken bfood bowl is filled. Collect eggs. Move the chickens back into the chicken yard. Put the pups up. Clean the water bowls in the kennels (have to wait until mid day to do clean up because of the ice.)
Wash towels because today is Friday and it's wash the towels day.
Call mom to find out about my aunt.
Get the mail.
Already done list for this morning.
Walked two sets of outside dogs.
Made sure that the dog kennels are clean.
Dumped ice out of water bowls. Maked sure they have water. Will wash water bowls when it warms up outside.
Made sure that there's food and water for outside dogs.
Fed, walked, and gave meds to one of inside dogs.
Walked another of the pups.
Put one of the pups in the bathroom.
Made sure that bathroom floor is clean (disinfected).
Cleaned the water bowls and put food in the bowls in the bathroom for now inside pup.
Fed the bird.
Made sure that there is food and water for inside pups.
Found the other heater for cabin.
Checked on cabin to see if the heater that is outside is working.
Found broom and dust pan for cabin.
Made sure that the gates are closed.
Breakfast?
Milk, rolls, ham, cheese, and buttermilk.
Lunch?
Homemade vegetable soup, ham and cheese sandwiches, bananas, and milk.
Why?
Cause baby? It's frickin' cold outside.
:D Ann,
.
.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
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Finally!!!
For the first time EVAH!! (at least on this blog)
Someone has posted in the comments.
True, it's a SPAM post about knock off hand bags but it is a comment.
Hurrah and hurray!!!
Now if I can only get someone to actually say hello?
I'd be delighted.
Song?
I really and truly do not like this song.
I reeaaaaaly don't.
It reminds me of this couple who'd been married 27 years, raised kids, and then divorced. Everyone who knew them was apparently required to take sides. They were both nice people but they married really young. When the kids grew up and moved out? They realized that there wasn't any relationship left. Very sad. First they let you know that you aren't welcome and then when you finally leave they tell you that they knew it would never last. Funny, it took less than a year for one of those busy bodies to fill the ex's shoes.
I didn't take sides because I like them both.
So someone? Give the "Sister Better Thans who make folks feel unwelcome cause what they really want is to be in the other person's shoes" a big ole kick in the ass.
LOL bunch of busybody gossips.
Besides. I was in one of those relationships. Lost alot of so called friends because of it. Found out that he was seeing me and someoneelse at the same time. Guess the folks who said I wasn't good enough missed that bit of gossip.
I really don't like this song.
.
.
Finally!!!
For the first time EVAH!! (at least on this blog)
Someone has posted in the comments.
True, it's a SPAM post about knock off hand bags but it is a comment.
Hurrah and hurray!!!
Now if I can only get someone to actually say hello?
I'd be delighted.
Song?
I really and truly do not like this song.
I reeaaaaaly don't.
It reminds me of this couple who'd been married 27 years, raised kids, and then divorced. Everyone who knew them was apparently required to take sides. They were both nice people but they married really young. When the kids grew up and moved out? They realized that there wasn't any relationship left. Very sad. First they let you know that you aren't welcome and then when you finally leave they tell you that they knew it would never last. Funny, it took less than a year for one of those busy bodies to fill the ex's shoes.
I didn't take sides because I like them both.
So someone? Give the "Sister Better Thans who make folks feel unwelcome cause what they really want is to be in the other person's shoes" a big ole kick in the ass.
LOL bunch of busybody gossips.
Besides. I was in one of those relationships. Lost alot of so called friends because of it. Found out that he was seeing me and someoneelse at the same time. Guess the folks who said I wasn't good enough missed that bit of gossip.
I really don't like this song.
.
.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
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Goals for 2012
"Queenly tips for living the good life..."
1) Treat yourself royally.
2) Honor who you are.
3) Do what you love.
4) Embrace your age.
To do list?
Go to the "Over 50 and feeling nifty." meet up at the Burger King.
Get a breakfast burito.
Come back later and order the Whopper for supper.
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Goals for 2012
"Queenly tips for living the good life..."
1) Treat yourself royally.
2) Honor who you are.
3) Do what you love.
4) Embrace your age.
To do list?
Go to the "Over 50 and feeling nifty." meet up at the Burger King.
Get a breakfast burito.
Come back later and order the Whopper for supper.
.
.
Feeling pitiful.
Shouldn't.
LOL
Roll Tide.
....
Valentine's Day sucks.
It always has except for one time.
But the rest of them?
Suck.
....
Now I'm supposed to be plucky, put on a happy face and celebrate my loving nature.
Instead?
I'm going to the Kroger. Gonna' buy a dozen roses.
And tear the petals off each one of them one petal at a time.
"...Does he love me? No. Does he love me not? Yes. repeat..."
I will not be plucky.
I will be sucky.
I do know the difference.
.
Happy Valentine's Day, Irish David. I don't know where you are, but, thanks to you, I know what romantic looks like.
.
Unfortunately, while I may know what it looks like.
I don't see it anywhere.
And, no, I'm not going to make the best of it or celebrate the love in the world by making some assine post like
(although it is an excellent mind worm)
Instead?
I'm gonna go with this:
Daaaayyyooo. Daayayyayayo.
Daylignt come and me waanna goooo....
to the beach.
LOLOLOLOLLOLOLOL, I love my dog(s).
Soldier on.
.
Feeling pitiful.
Shouldn't.
LOL
Roll Tide.
....
Valentine's Day sucks.
It always has except for one time.
But the rest of them?
Suck.
....
Now I'm supposed to be plucky, put on a happy face and celebrate my loving nature.
Instead?
I'm going to the Kroger. Gonna' buy a dozen roses.
And tear the petals off each one of them one petal at a time.
"...Does he love me? No. Does he love me not? Yes. repeat..."
I will not be plucky.
I will be sucky.
I do know the difference.
.
Happy Valentine's Day, Irish David. I don't know where you are, but, thanks to you, I know what romantic looks like.
.
Unfortunately, while I may know what it looks like.
I don't see it anywhere.
And, no, I'm not going to make the best of it or celebrate the love in the world by making some assine post like
(although it is an excellent mind worm)
Instead?
I'm gonna go with this:
Daaaayyyooo. Daayayyayayo.
Daylignt come and me waanna goooo....
to the beach.
LOLOLOLOLLOLOLOL, I love my dog(s).
Soldier on.
.
.
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"... Apparently it was all a lie. An elegant fiction designed to fcuk with my head. Or it was some kind of psychological attempt to kill the optimism in my heart...."
Winter Soltice
C Anne Ford
I got bit by a tick. Nasty little tick. Bit me on my butt.
That's not the point.
I don't know if I trust a man who tells his significant other to go to a complete stranger to get medical care on the same day that he's going to his own doctor. It doesn't seem right. You'd think that if you are claiming to love the person, you'd tell them to come see your doctor. It's not like asking a guy to go see a gynecologist.
No, it's like NOT asking someone to go see your doctor. It is, instead, asking them to go see a strange doctor at the free clinic on the exact same day and hour that you're going to see your private doctor.
The reason?
Dunno'
My guess is that the guy's got a thing for one of the staff and he doesn't want them to know that he's married.
Or he's going to get tested for VD.
I'm hoping for the second option or both if it's actually the first one. Nothing says revenge for roving like a burning pee pee. :D
Whhheeeeeeee. (tee hee)
Which reminds me.
Could it possibly be time to think about the ultimate Venereal Disease, Valentine's Day?
Ack.
This year I have the best Valentine's Day Hurricane Hole.
A real one.
I can wine and dine my own self.
Gonna grill steak and drink tea.
LOL
..
.
.
"... Apparently it was all a lie. An elegant fiction designed to fcuk with my head. Or it was some kind of psychological attempt to kill the optimism in my heart...."
Winter Soltice
C Anne Ford
I got bit by a tick. Nasty little tick. Bit me on my butt.
That's not the point.
I don't know if I trust a man who tells his significant other to go to a complete stranger to get medical care on the same day that he's going to his own doctor. It doesn't seem right. You'd think that if you are claiming to love the person, you'd tell them to come see your doctor. It's not like asking a guy to go see a gynecologist.
No, it's like NOT asking someone to go see your doctor. It is, instead, asking them to go see a strange doctor at the free clinic on the exact same day and hour that you're going to see your private doctor.
The reason?
Dunno'
My guess is that the guy's got a thing for one of the staff and he doesn't want them to know that he's married.
Or he's going to get tested for VD.
I'm hoping for the second option or both if it's actually the first one. Nothing says revenge for roving like a burning pee pee. :D
Whhheeeeeeee. (tee hee)
Which reminds me.
Could it possibly be time to think about the ultimate Venereal Disease, Valentine's Day?
Ack.
This year I have the best Valentine's Day Hurricane Hole.
A real one.
I can wine and dine my own self.
Gonna grill steak and drink tea.
LOL
..
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Friday, January 6, 2012
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"I don't make New Year's resolutions. Instead? I leave the bad with the old year and bring the happy good into the new. Works better."
C Anne Ford, January, 2012
It's busy now. Have things to do inside and outside. Going to bed early because I'm getting up very early. Not much time on the computer.
Wishing you, Gentle Reader, a happy day and good new year.
Since I'm not a practicing Mayan? I'm not really worried about 2012.
Same to you and yours.
Anne
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"I don't make New Year's resolutions. Instead? I leave the bad with the old year and bring the happy good into the new. Works better."
C Anne Ford, January, 2012
It's busy now. Have things to do inside and outside. Going to bed early because I'm getting up very early. Not much time on the computer.
Wishing you, Gentle Reader, a happy day and good new year.
Since I'm not a practicing Mayan? I'm not really worried about 2012.
Same to you and yours.
Anne
.
.
Note to readers. I had posted the YouTube of Trace Adkins' song Day Like This on my blog post. Apparently this displeased someone and instead of just saying that we couldn't post the song here, someone fixed it so that you couldn't read my blog at all. So I've removed the video.
I will no longer post anything by Mr. Adkins on my blog, no longer buy his music nor watch. I WAS a big fan of his music. I liked the message that it sent. Since I don't get a financial gain from posting his music on my blog and he get's free advertising, I'm not sure what I've done wrong.
It's not like the person who up loaded my entire blog (2 years of work) and then got a job out of it. I was simply posting music that I thought was pretty good in an age where women tend to be treated pretty bad as subject matter.
Anyway, I can post the next part as it is my words that are now on this post.
From Winter Solstice a story that I've been working on.
And folks who not only banned Mr. Adkins's music but also blanked the words that I own?
I'm a writer. The great thing is I don't need your words for my blog. I can write my own.
LOL
"Finally, after what seemed like weeks with no smile or even a word, she looked and him and said 'I love you.'
He never really knew why she said it. They were looking at letuce in the Kroger. He'd picked up a head of romaine, shook it and said to himself, "Looks like your brother"..."
From Winter Soltice
C Anne Ford
And from the comments
LOL I almost forgot. A riddle. What cannot be bought? What cannot be sold? What is worth more than silver? What is worth more than gold? What cannot be seen but is visible to all? What is constant but changes all your life?
And
LOL. I just marvel at people and then? I go find a friend to sit next to. Last night I hugged WB's neck. I meant it. He and I have been through alot together, so when I hugged his neck and he hugged mine? Something clicked. I was grateful to have that hug from him. . .
Not sure what the problem is about this post but someone doesn't want for me to attach the video and two post comments. Nor do they want you to see the comments on this blog post OR comment.
You can post comments to this blog post on any of the other blog posts. I'll see it.
Hugs.
Again I'm not sure what the problem is because the words to Winter Soltice are mine AND? I've gotten no financial gain from Mr. Adkins' video.
I"ve always given free advertising to the songs on this blog but I can stop right now.
Although I do hope to get financial gain from being a writer.
C Anne Ford
Jan 23 2012
.
Note to readers. I had posted the YouTube of Trace Adkins' song Day Like This on my blog post. Apparently this displeased someone and instead of just saying that we couldn't post the song here, someone fixed it so that you couldn't read my blog at all. So I've removed the video.
I will no longer post anything by Mr. Adkins on my blog, no longer buy his music nor watch. I WAS a big fan of his music. I liked the message that it sent. Since I don't get a financial gain from posting his music on my blog and he get's free advertising, I'm not sure what I've done wrong.
It's not like the person who up loaded my entire blog (2 years of work) and then got a job out of it. I was simply posting music that I thought was pretty good in an age where women tend to be treated pretty bad as subject matter.
Anyway, I can post the next part as it is my words that are now on this post.
From Winter Solstice a story that I've been working on.
And folks who not only banned Mr. Adkins's music but also blanked the words that I own?
I'm a writer. The great thing is I don't need your words for my blog. I can write my own.
LOL
"Finally, after what seemed like weeks with no smile or even a word, she looked and him and said 'I love you.'
He never really knew why she said it. They were looking at letuce in the Kroger. He'd picked up a head of romaine, shook it and said to himself, "Looks like your brother"..."
From Winter Soltice
C Anne Ford
And from the comments
LOL I almost forgot. A riddle. What cannot be bought? What cannot be sold? What is worth more than silver? What is worth more than gold? What cannot be seen but is visible to all? What is constant but changes all your life?
And
LOL. I just marvel at people and then? I go find a friend to sit next to. Last night I hugged WB's neck. I meant it. He and I have been through alot together, so when I hugged his neck and he hugged mine? Something clicked. I was grateful to have that hug from him. . .
Not sure what the problem is about this post but someone doesn't want for me to attach the video and two post comments. Nor do they want you to see the comments on this blog post OR comment.
You can post comments to this blog post on any of the other blog posts. I'll see it.
Hugs.
Again I'm not sure what the problem is because the words to Winter Soltice are mine AND? I've gotten no financial gain from Mr. Adkins' video.
I"ve always given free advertising to the songs on this blog but I can stop right now.
Although I do hope to get financial gain from being a writer.
C Anne Ford
Jan 23 2012
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Thursday, December 29, 2011
.
Don't feel much like writing.
Sad.
Need happy, Happy, and "happy" PDQ.
Until then?
Click here http://12dotsandablot.blogspot.com/2010/03/125500-pm-uh-oh-got-phone-call-from-not.html
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Don't feel much like writing.
Sad.
Need happy, Happy, and "happy" PDQ.
Until then?
Click here http://12dotsandablot.blogspot.com/2010/03/125500-pm-uh-oh-got-phone-call-from-not.html
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Sunday, December 18, 2011
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There's still time...
There are people who are paying folks layaway bills at the WalMarts, the KMarts, the Targets ....
Here's how you can too.
Go to your nearest place that have layaways. Ask them if there's someone one who's about to loose their layaway toys. If you want, you can pay upto a dollar. You can do it like a Secret Santa if you wish. The store can call the person whose layaway you've helped pay and wish them a Merry Christmas.
Sometimes just a little will help.
http://www.sooeveningnews.com/features/x2321502/Anonymous-donors-pay-strangers-layaway-accounts
There's still time...
There are people who are paying folks layaway bills at the WalMarts, the KMarts, the Targets ....
Here's how you can too.
Go to your nearest place that have layaways. Ask them if there's someone one who's about to loose their layaway toys. If you want, you can pay upto a dollar. You can do it like a Secret Santa if you wish. The store can call the person whose layaway you've helped pay and wish them a Merry Christmas.
Sometimes just a little will help.
http://www.sooeveningnews.com/features/x2321502/Anonymous-donors-pay-strangers-layaway-accounts
Saturday, December 17, 2011
,
I'm sorry for the ad with this video but I'm in a hurry. Will look for an ad free version later.
So why this video and the link to http://www.tzchristmas.com/
Because.
There are millions of people who live in the US and they are from all over the world. It's hard enough to get family to agree this time of year. Can you imagine getting millions of people to agree?
I can.
This Christmas? I'm asking for something special. I'm asking that for one day all of us get along. I'm asking for Peace. No matter who you are or where you are? Surely for one day we can all sit and marvel at this world. Like when it snows in the city and instead of hearing all the traffic you hear quiet.
I hear Hope.
Today complete strangers and kind friends greated me with "Happy holidays.", "Merry Christmas.", "Namaste" (I think that I spelled it right.) ... I think that you get the point. In the paper, there was a fella who met a fella shinning shoes who shared the "happy". He wondered of all the places his feet had taken him in his life.
Happy, Merry
I'm sorry that this fella is having such trouble with his neighbor.
I'm hoping for a Christmas miracle.
When we were little and didn't know each other, WB and I both had families who took us to see the Christmas lights. We took Pup when he was little. I don't know what it is about the magic of those lights that made us happy. I do know that it was the most fun.
It's the same for both of us and for Pup too.
.
Peace on Earth and good will to all mankind.
"...It's been a long hard ride and I won't lose hope..."
Peace and hope.
.
.
.,
.
I'm sorry for the ad with this video but I'm in a hurry. Will look for an ad free version later.
So why this video and the link to http://www.tzchristmas.com/
Because.
There are millions of people who live in the US and they are from all over the world. It's hard enough to get family to agree this time of year. Can you imagine getting millions of people to agree?
I can.
This Christmas? I'm asking for something special. I'm asking that for one day all of us get along. I'm asking for Peace. No matter who you are or where you are? Surely for one day we can all sit and marvel at this world. Like when it snows in the city and instead of hearing all the traffic you hear quiet.
I hear Hope.
Today complete strangers and kind friends greated me with "Happy holidays.", "Merry Christmas.", "Namaste" (I think that I spelled it right.) ... I think that you get the point. In the paper, there was a fella who met a fella shinning shoes who shared the "happy". He wondered of all the places his feet had taken him in his life.
Happy, Merry
I'm sorry that this fella is having such trouble with his neighbor.
I'm hoping for a Christmas miracle.
When we were little and didn't know each other, WB and I both had families who took us to see the Christmas lights. We took Pup when he was little. I don't know what it is about the magic of those lights that made us happy. I do know that it was the most fun.
It's the same for both of us and for Pup too.
.
Peace on Earth and good will to all mankind.
"...It's been a long hard ride and I won't lose hope..."
Peace and hope.
.
.
.,
.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Hmmpf.
Now if Newt were here, I wouldn't be sitting listening to Van Morrison on this cold winter's night. Oh no.
Instead I'd be bouncing like a bunny round this virtual gloom. Singing like Tigger from Winnie The Pooh. Telling here about Tai Chi and the chickens and the fact that Atticus the Finch was still alive and well. That I'm going good and having a bit of a good time at it.
But alas.
No Newt.
Which makes me sad.
:(
LOL
Need music
.
Now if Newt were here, I wouldn't be sitting listening to Van Morrison on this cold winter's night. Oh no.
Instead I'd be bouncing like a bunny round this virtual gloom. Singing like Tigger from Winnie The Pooh. Telling here about Tai Chi and the chickens and the fact that Atticus the Finch was still alive and well. That I'm going good and having a bit of a good time at it.
But alas.
No Newt.
Which makes me sad.
:(
LOL
Need music
.
"...
"Now then," she said, "If life's been kind? Then stay where you are. Be happy for the gifts you've been given. But --" and here she paused and drew a breath, " -- but if life's been hard? Come here and sit by the fire with me. There's a place for you to lay your head in my arms. Rest and be glad for the company."
..."
from
Winter Solstice
12/12/11
c anne ford
.
"Now then," she said, "If life's been kind? Then stay where you are. Be happy for the gifts you've been given. But --" and here she paused and drew a breath, " -- but if life's been hard? Come here and sit by the fire with me. There's a place for you to lay your head in my arms. Rest and be glad for the company."
..."
from
Winter Solstice
12/12/11
c anne ford
.
The point wasn't to master the Tai Chi form. Nope. The point was to do something. Something different than I'd done and something that I, in my heart of hearts, would be good for me to do.
So I did.
I practiced.
Went from "...flapping chicken..." to spreading my wings.
Then? I made my ownself laugh. (Which really is half the battle.)
And guess what. It feels pretty good.
:D
Lots to do. Fencing class begins next month...
Hugs,
Ann
PS.
Cya on the beach Happy.
,
.
.
Tonight's menu?
meatloaf
baked sweet potatoes
Song of the day?
Trace Atkins
(See video below)
Oh and it's official.
While it might not be the best Tai Chi form?
While I have to stop everyonce in a while to check the list of moves
(or cough)
While I have to stop everyonce in a while to check the list of moves
(or cough)
While there's still more to learn?
Guess what.
Yep,
I can now do the 108 Tai Chi moves.
Yay to all the beginning Tai Chi students!!
Congrat!!!.
Congrat!!!.
I finally saw the last new move.
I am so happy it's silly.
LOL
Here's the Trace Atkins song
Friday, December 9, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
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And because the night can be long.
For David
Where are you? How are you? Did you marry? Have a family? I hope that whatever your fate was that it it's a happy one. And if it's not happy? I hope that the road brings you back here to us.
And because I found it but just not now.
Until then?
Love,
Ann
.
And because the night can be long.
For David
Where are you? How are you? Did you marry? Have a family? I hope that whatever your fate was that it it's a happy one. And if it's not happy? I hope that the road brings you back here to us.
And because I found it but just not now.
Until then?
Love,
Ann
.
,
On the homeward stretch of tai chi's 108 movements.
As I've been practicing the kick sequence in the middle of the tai chi form, it has me thinking of the dances choreographed by Martha Graham. Was talking to Pup about it tonight. We looked up Lamentations by Martha Graham and found the following video of Ms. Graham dancing. A friend, who used to dance, was telling me about Martha Graham and the dance movement she help found. Apparently there are movements in modern dance and a dance philosophy in general that are unique to this dance form. Even the contraction and stretch within the movement is different.
Here's the YouTube of Ms.Graham dancing her original work, Lamentations. It's the first time I've seen here dance. I've seen photographs of here dancing and I've seen others recreate her work, but actually seeing her dance is a treat.
I'm saving this series of videos for later conversation with Pup. I really do wish that Billy were here to talk to Pup about dance and about Ms Graham. Plus I'd love for Pup to talk to Billy. I used to love to talk to him because we would pull from all kinds of ideas in order to understand a process. Pup does it too. If a movement of an atom would express and idea in dance? Both of them would use it to illustrate the point.
This is supposed to be Martha Graham dancing and not someone recreating her work.
If you aren't familiar with her work, Martha Graham was one of the founders of the Modern Dance movement. It's apparently unique with it's own dance theory. Supposed to be different than ballet.
Anyway the kick sequence in the second part of the tai chi form is very much like Martha Graham to my eye.
Who came first? I'm thinking it would be Tai Chi. Would love to ask Ms Graham if she was aware of the TaiChi movements. Hopefully someone did ask.
.
G'night, We're actually feeling much better here.
Hugs,
Ann
.
Was talking to Pup about the similarities between Martha Graham and Master Moy's 108 Tai Chi kick sequence. He mentioned seeing the dance group Mummenschanz on the DVD of the first season of The Muppet Show. Off we went to YouTube. Sure enough there are similarities.
Which led us to this video by Mummenschanz
.Pup's quick.
I wish Billy were alive to talk to Pup. He'd have had much to say and Pup would have had much to share in the conversation. Now I wish that I could have Master Moy, Martha Graham, the folks from Mummenschanz, Billy, Pup, WB, and myself in the same room to talk about influences in movement and dance.
Sigh. T'would be a good conversation.
Got to go. Sleep for me and Pup needs the computer. BBL
Don't you just love YouTube.
I'm getting that "time to sleep" feeling.
.Back later.
Ann
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On the homeward stretch of tai chi's 108 movements.
As I've been practicing the kick sequence in the middle of the tai chi form, it has me thinking of the dances choreographed by Martha Graham. Was talking to Pup about it tonight. We looked up Lamentations by Martha Graham and found the following video of Ms. Graham dancing. A friend, who used to dance, was telling me about Martha Graham and the dance movement she help found. Apparently there are movements in modern dance and a dance philosophy in general that are unique to this dance form. Even the contraction and stretch within the movement is different.
Here's the YouTube of Ms.Graham dancing her original work, Lamentations. It's the first time I've seen here dance. I've seen photographs of here dancing and I've seen others recreate her work, but actually seeing her dance is a treat.
I'm saving this series of videos for later conversation with Pup. I really do wish that Billy were here to talk to Pup about dance and about Ms Graham. Plus I'd love for Pup to talk to Billy. I used to love to talk to him because we would pull from all kinds of ideas in order to understand a process. Pup does it too. If a movement of an atom would express and idea in dance? Both of them would use it to illustrate the point.
This is supposed to be Martha Graham dancing and not someone recreating her work.
If you aren't familiar with her work, Martha Graham was one of the founders of the Modern Dance movement. It's apparently unique with it's own dance theory. Supposed to be different than ballet.
Anyway the kick sequence in the second part of the tai chi form is very much like Martha Graham to my eye.
Who came first? I'm thinking it would be Tai Chi. Would love to ask Ms Graham if she was aware of the TaiChi movements. Hopefully someone did ask.
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G'night, We're actually feeling much better here.
Hugs,
Ann
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Was talking to Pup about the similarities between Martha Graham and Master Moy's 108 Tai Chi kick sequence. He mentioned seeing the dance group Mummenschanz on the DVD of the first season of The Muppet Show. Off we went to YouTube. Sure enough there are similarities.
Which led us to this video by Mummenschanz
.Pup's quick.
I wish Billy were alive to talk to Pup. He'd have had much to say and Pup would have had much to share in the conversation. Now I wish that I could have Master Moy, Martha Graham, the folks from Mummenschanz, Billy, Pup, WB, and myself in the same room to talk about influences in movement and dance.
Sigh. T'would be a good conversation.
Got to go. Sleep for me and Pup needs the computer. BBL
Don't you just love YouTube.
I'm getting that "time to sleep" feeling.
.Back later.
Ann
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We're in the middle of a cough and cold hurricane. Honest to mercy, I'm leaking fluids or coughing them up from all bodily orifices.
It's not pretty to have tissue stuffed up your nose because the cough meds quit working and the next dose hasn't started.yet.
So far?
I've yelled at the dog, yelled at Pup, yelled at WB, and whined at the LLShow about how bad I feel.
(LOL Like Craig Ferguson could actually hear me.)
Last night I was particularly fuzzy and missed Trace Adkins sing Million Dollar View.
Heck, and heck again.
When I went looking I found the song, I found this one instead.
So I'm posting it instead.
But that's not the point of this post.
The point is that I've been a bit under the weather and very cranky. Add to this that Pup is also under the weather and cranky and you have alot of cranky.
At the moment he's declining my offer to make hot cocoa and is suggesting I go back to bed.
Good idea.
But
That's not why I'm posting this AM.
Nope.
I'm posting about someone who's working hard this AM and is by all the signs, fixin' to get sick too.
This is for WB.
You're welcome WB.
Thank you for rubbing my back, getting us chicken soup, getting us tissues and thermometers and cough medicine.
Yes, we are VERY fond or the NyQuil and that Mucinex stuff is great.
I'm grateful for the gallons of ginger ale and orange juice so that we can keep hydrated.
And when I can keep my eyes open?
Thank you for the books and the videos.
But mostly thank you for hugging our viral infested necks and saying, "Hang in there. You're going to get better soon." knowing that at any minute we could sneeze and expose you to our cold and cough germs.
Still you hugged our necks.
And now you're sneezing.
Yes, we will try to take good care of you while you are sick.
Yes, you can whine about it.
Yes, we will buy you the name brand tissues with the aloe and lotion in it so that our noses don't look like Rudolph the Reindeer.
And, no, we won't make seasonal comments if your nose turns red.
Instead?
(If we can. Hey, we are still sick ourselves.)
We will plump your pillows.
We will bring you juice.
We will make you chicken soup.
We will even put your "...cootie infested, used tissues..." into the waste basket when they land on the floor because you are just to weak to throw it with accuracy.
We will understand that just throwing it in any random direction is indeed a Herculean effort worthy of understanding.
And, WB, yes, we will put extra salt into the "healthy" chicken soup because, yes, we agree that when you have a cold stuff already tastes bad. You need the extra salt.
Your welcome for putting the towels on the windows of your car last night.
I'm glad that you didn't have to clean frost off of your windows.
No, I didn't have a problem going out in the cold to do it. I was feeling feverish at the time. Needed the cold air.
And WB?
After staying up late to rub my back and get us all settled in?
It was the least I could do.
Hugs, WB.
Don't get too sick and hurry up and get well. We've got places to go and lots to do. Having fun and an adventure is an art. And this hear Slacker is a master of the art. While I might not have to go anywhere to see a "million dollar view"? I'm certainly going to. Will be glad to have the company on the trip.
Oh and WB? One more thing.
That guy on tv may be funny and good looking, but you?
You really are a "million dollar view".
Here's that Trace Adkins song.
We're in the middle of a cough and cold hurricane. Honest to mercy, I'm leaking fluids or coughing them up from all bodily orifices.
It's not pretty to have tissue stuffed up your nose because the cough meds quit working and the next dose hasn't started.yet.
So far?
I've yelled at the dog, yelled at Pup, yelled at WB, and whined at the LLShow about how bad I feel.
(LOL Like Craig Ferguson could actually hear me.)
Last night I was particularly fuzzy and missed Trace Adkins sing Million Dollar View.
Heck, and heck again.
When I went looking I found the song, I found this one instead.
So I'm posting it instead.
But that's not the point of this post.
The point is that I've been a bit under the weather and very cranky. Add to this that Pup is also under the weather and cranky and you have alot of cranky.
At the moment he's declining my offer to make hot cocoa and is suggesting I go back to bed.
Good idea.
But
That's not why I'm posting this AM.
Nope.
I'm posting about someone who's working hard this AM and is by all the signs, fixin' to get sick too.
This is for WB.
You're welcome WB.
Thank you for rubbing my back, getting us chicken soup, getting us tissues and thermometers and cough medicine.
Yes, we are VERY fond or the NyQuil and that Mucinex stuff is great.
I'm grateful for the gallons of ginger ale and orange juice so that we can keep hydrated.
And when I can keep my eyes open?
Thank you for the books and the videos.
But mostly thank you for hugging our viral infested necks and saying, "Hang in there. You're going to get better soon." knowing that at any minute we could sneeze and expose you to our cold and cough germs.
Still you hugged our necks.
And now you're sneezing.
Yes, we will try to take good care of you while you are sick.
Yes, you can whine about it.
Yes, we will buy you the name brand tissues with the aloe and lotion in it so that our noses don't look like Rudolph the Reindeer.
And, no, we won't make seasonal comments if your nose turns red.
Instead?
(If we can. Hey, we are still sick ourselves.)
We will plump your pillows.
We will bring you juice.
We will make you chicken soup.
We will even put your "...cootie infested, used tissues..." into the waste basket when they land on the floor because you are just to weak to throw it with accuracy.
We will understand that just throwing it in any random direction is indeed a Herculean effort worthy of understanding.
And, WB, yes, we will put extra salt into the "healthy" chicken soup because, yes, we agree that when you have a cold stuff already tastes bad. You need the extra salt.
Your welcome for putting the towels on the windows of your car last night.
I'm glad that you didn't have to clean frost off of your windows.
No, I didn't have a problem going out in the cold to do it. I was feeling feverish at the time. Needed the cold air.
And WB?
After staying up late to rub my back and get us all settled in?
It was the least I could do.
Hugs, WB.
Don't get too sick and hurry up and get well. We've got places to go and lots to do. Having fun and an adventure is an art. And this hear Slacker is a master of the art. While I might not have to go anywhere to see a "million dollar view"? I'm certainly going to. Will be glad to have the company on the trip.
Oh and WB? One more thing.
That guy on tv may be funny and good looking, but you?
You really are a "million dollar view".
Here's that Trace Adkins song.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
,
Today a young man is laid to rest.
In the arms of the Earth his body will lie.
Each day he will become more and more a part of the land.
While above his mother and father will walk the Earth asking,
"Is love alive?"
He was 17.
.
A long time ago in a different place and time, my love and I waited for a son to be born. It was a terrible struggle to get him here but come he did. When we held him crying, we told him that it would be okay. We were there to help him. There to keep him safe.
I feel asleep believing this.
Then I woke up.
His life was brief but his lesson is with me always.
It was the reason why I stopped to ask,
"How can I help?"
We are the family of man.
The universe is vast.
Our boat is so small.
"Is Love alive?"
I think so.
So to the mother and to the father who I met on that cold road?
This day your kind son and my son are playing in Heaven.
They feel no pain.
There, they are spared the troubles of this world.
In the arms of the angels, their days are sunny and kind.
While we struggle here with the dark of the world wondering if we are good enough for Heaven?
They were spared that struggle.
God, seeing this extrodinary kindness in them, spared them the pain of this world.
He took them home.
Be kind to one another and have faith.
We will all be together someday.
Is love alive?
Yes.
I know that it is.
.
Hugs,
Ann
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.
Today a young man is laid to rest.
In the arms of the Earth his body will lie.
Each day he will become more and more a part of the land.
While above his mother and father will walk the Earth asking,
"Is love alive?"
He was 17.
.
A long time ago in a different place and time, my love and I waited for a son to be born. It was a terrible struggle to get him here but come he did. When we held him crying, we told him that it would be okay. We were there to help him. There to keep him safe.
I feel asleep believing this.
Then I woke up.
His life was brief but his lesson is with me always.
It was the reason why I stopped to ask,
"How can I help?"
We are the family of man.
The universe is vast.
Our boat is so small.
"Is Love alive?"
I think so.
So to the mother and to the father who I met on that cold road?
This day your kind son and my son are playing in Heaven.
They feel no pain.
There, they are spared the troubles of this world.
In the arms of the angels, their days are sunny and kind.
While we struggle here with the dark of the world wondering if we are good enough for Heaven?
They were spared that struggle.
God, seeing this extrodinary kindness in them, spared them the pain of this world.
He took them home.
Be kind to one another and have faith.
We will all be together someday.
Is love alive?
Yes.
I know that it is.
.
Hugs,
Ann
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Tuesday, December 6, 2011
,
.
Rise up. Rise up 'Bama Nation.
Time for football domination.
.
"I keep readin' about how Alabama doesn't deserve to play in the BCS bowl.
It's got me wondering.
If they're so bad and you're so good?
How come ya'll ain't playin' ? "
- quote, unknown
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19 days until Christmas.
26 days until the New Year
33 days until the BCS Bowl
Priorities, people you've got to have your priorities.
,
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.
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My daddy asked me
When I was three
"Can you? Will you? Be tougher'n me?"
This game is the one that giants play on any Saturday all over. From the Cascade Mountains to the Florida swamps to the Cali streets to mid west farmers. All tribes of one school or another. All claiming bragging rights and flying colors. The people who play? They be giants. The fans? Tougher than nails.
Football in the deep south is different. Tougher because the fans are tough. They build ships that cross oceans and outter space. They work oil rigs in some of the harshest conditions.. Life gives them little but they make it fierce. Their champions have to be tougher than the rest because their fans are. They play hard because they live and love life hard. That's what I hope will come to this game between LSU and 'Bama. Play hard. Show the rest of the football tribes just what football is about and why you are there.
Because you are the best.
Cut from the Earth.
Baked by the Sun.
Hurricane and tornado.
Instead of blood.
Bayou or back woods?
Giants all.
..
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My daddy asked me
When I was three
"Can you? Will you? Be tougher'n me?"
This game is the one that giants play on any Saturday all over. From the Cascade Mountains to the Florida swamps to the Cali streets to mid west farmers. All tribes of one school or another. All claiming bragging rights and flying colors. The people who play? They be giants. The fans? Tougher than nails.
Football in the deep south is different. Tougher because the fans are tough. They build ships that cross oceans and outter space. They work oil rigs in some of the harshest conditions.. Life gives them little but they make it fierce. Their champions have to be tougher than the rest because their fans are. They play hard because they live and love life hard. That's what I hope will come to this game between LSU and 'Bama. Play hard. Show the rest of the football tribes just what football is about and why you are there.
Because you are the best.
Cut from the Earth.
Baked by the Sun.
Hurricane and tornado.
Instead of blood.
Bayou or back woods?
Giants all.
..
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Wednesday, November 30, 2011
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Hope that everyone has a great month and a happy entry into the new year
The Zen Experiement this summer worked great. Have a full "already done list" for the year.
Only 5 more moves left to learn in tai chi and still have one more month to go.
Going to be a busy year in 2012.
Ciao,
Ann
The following was posted earlier but it's a good message for 2012.
Be different.
Be astronauts.
Be explorers.
Be teachers.
Be students.
Interview the world and change your inner view.
The next face you see.
Maybe they see the world different.
Ask them what they see.
And then?
Pay attention.
You may see the world like they do.
Or?
You could see the world in a whole new way.
Perfect.
Happy holidays and happy New Year.
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Hope that everyone has a great month and a happy entry into the new year
The Zen Experiement this summer worked great. Have a full "already done list" for the year.
Only 5 more moves left to learn in tai chi and still have one more month to go.
Going to be a busy year in 2012.
Ciao,
Ann
The following was posted earlier but it's a good message for 2012.
Be different.
Be astronauts.
Be explorers.
Be teachers.
Be students.
Interview the world and change your inner view.
The next face you see.
Maybe they see the world different.
Ask them what they see.
And then?
Pay attention.
You may see the world like they do.
Or?
You could see the world in a whole new way.
Perfect.
Happy holidays and happy New Year.
.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
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They call them the Crimson Tide because when they come at you it's like a huge wave of red.
"I'll put you through Hell, but at the end of it all, we'll be champions."
Paul "Bear" Bryant
There're people here who say that the fact that they "bleed red" has nothing to do with biology and everything to do with 'Bama football.
The others say that they "bleed orange and blue" because of Auburn.
In the end? It's the football.
Not the kind with the round ball that's played in other parts of the world but the other kind. The kind that giants play. The ground? It shakes when they run. Fierce. Each year we wait to see. The rankings, the polls, and now the BCS. Looking into the crystal ball and willing to find a National Championship there.
It's pride. It's our state.
It's football.
They call them the Crimson Tide because when they come at you it's like a huge wave of red.
"I'll put you through Hell, but at the end of it all, we'll be champions."
Paul "Bear" Bryant
There're people here who say that the fact that they "bleed red" has nothing to do with biology and everything to do with 'Bama football.
The others say that they "bleed orange and blue" because of Auburn.
In the end? It's the football.
Not the kind with the round ball that's played in other parts of the world but the other kind. The kind that giants play. The ground? It shakes when they run. Fierce. Each year we wait to see. The rankings, the polls, and now the BCS. Looking into the crystal ball and willing to find a National Championship there.
It's pride. It's our state.
It's football.
.
Wake up. Wake up. Bama nation.
Time for football domination.
Rematch in the Sugar Bowl?
Bama fans say, "Roll, Tide, Roll"
Voodoo Kings and Voodoo Queens.
This games like you never seen.
LSU and Tide will Roooooollll.
See you in the Sugar Bowl?
They're saying here that, even if Georgia beats LSU, it's still LSU v Bama.
Somehow? I'm thinkin' that there'll be alot of folks watching that LSU/Georgia game. LOL
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Wake up. Wake up. Bama nation.
Time for football domination.
Rematch in the Sugar Bowl?
Bama fans say, "Roll, Tide, Roll"
Voodoo Kings and Voodoo Queens.
This games like you never seen.
LSU and Tide will Roooooollll.
See you in the Sugar Bowl?
They're saying here that, even if Georgia beats LSU, it's still LSU v Bama.
Somehow? I'm thinkin' that there'll be alot of folks watching that LSU/Georgia game. LOL
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LOL. Really, I don't care but the idea of it as a rebound? Or maybe a "I'm free and I can? What are you gonna' say. They're both consenting adults.
But honest? In the photo of them both (the one with Smart in the sailor hat)? He looks just like a buff Mark Anthony. I'm wondering if it's all just PR and Smart is along for the ride? Maybe Jen with the kids at Christmas, a glam New Years, and then? A Valentine's break up?
Have fun and watch your "hearts". It's not my thing but hey it's not my life.
LOL
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LOL. Really, I don't care but the idea of it as a rebound? Or maybe a "I'm free and I can? What are you gonna' say. They're both consenting adults.
But honest? In the photo of them both (the one with Smart in the sailor hat)? He looks just like a buff Mark Anthony. I'm wondering if it's all just PR and Smart is along for the ride? Maybe Jen with the kids at Christmas, a glam New Years, and then? A Valentine's break up?
Have fun and watch your "hearts". It's not my thing but hey it's not my life.
LOL
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Monday, November 28, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
If you're a college football fan, you've heard.
Who'll be playing for the national title in New Orleans?
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Sung to the melody Hurry Christmas by Alvin and the Chipmunks, words by C Anne Ford
Bowl bid, bowl bid time is here.
Time for worry.
Time for fear.
We've been good but can it last?
Hurry bowl bid.
Hurry fast.
'LSU wants the Sugar Bowl.
Georgia's saying, :"Oh hell no.".
We can hardly stand to wait-
Oh bowl bid don't be laaaateee.
We can hardly stand to wait
Oh bowl bid don't be late.
Auburn and Arkansas tried to snatch.
An LSU and a Bama rematch
Now Georgia's saying, "Oh hell noo."
To rematch in the Sugarbowl.
Game statistics.
Fumble facts.
An LSU and a Bama rematch.
We can hardly stand to wait.
Ohh bowl bid don't be late.
Game statistics.
Fumble facts.
LSU and a Bama rematch.
Million dollar coaches OOOH
Fight down at Sugar Bowl.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/sports/colleges/bcs-standings-lsu-alabama-poised-to-meet-for-title-likely-regardless-of-conference-championships/2011/11/27/gIQASfQL3N_story.html?tid=pm_sports_pop
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Who'll be playing for the national title in New Orleans?
.
Sung to the melody Hurry Christmas by Alvin and the Chipmunks, words by C Anne Ford
Bowl bid, bowl bid time is here.
Time for worry.
Time for fear.
We've been good but can it last?
Hurry bowl bid.
Hurry fast.
'LSU wants the Sugar Bowl.
Georgia's saying, :"Oh hell no.".
We can hardly stand to wait-
Oh bowl bid don't be laaaateee.
We can hardly stand to wait
Oh bowl bid don't be late.
Auburn and Arkansas tried to snatch.
An LSU and a Bama rematch
Now Georgia's saying, "Oh hell noo."
To rematch in the Sugarbowl.
Game statistics.
Fumble facts.
An LSU and a Bama rematch.
We can hardly stand to wait.
Ohh bowl bid don't be late.
Game statistics.
Fumble facts.
LSU and a Bama rematch.
Million dollar coaches OOOH
Fight down at Sugar Bowl.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/sports/colleges/bcs-standings-lsu-alabama-poised-to-meet-for-title-likely-regardless-of-conference-championships/2011/11/27/gIQASfQL3N_story.html?tid=pm_sports_pop
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.
.
Be different.
Be astronauts.
Be explorers.
Be teachers.
Be students.
Interview the world and change your inner view.
The next face you see.
Maybe they see the world different.
Ask them what they see.
And then?
Pay attention.
You may see the world like they do.
Or?
You could see the world in a whole new way.
Perfect.
.
Be different.
Be astronauts.
Be explorers.
Be teachers.
Be students.
Interview the world and change your inner view.
The next face you see.
Maybe they see the world different.
Ask them what they see.
And then?
Pay attention.
You may see the world like they do.
Or?
You could see the world in a whole new way.
Perfect.
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Dear Santa,
I've been very good in my budgeting class.
This is what I've learned.
Ask for much more than you need and you might get what you need.
So I'm asking for:
A trip around the world for me and two very nice people.
An IPad 2.
A new barn to replace the one I don't have.
A horse. A great big draft horse to go into the new barn.
The materials to build the chicken house.
A cross fence.
A trip to California so that I can see the Santa Monica Pier, the Late Late Show taping, red wood trees, San Francisco, and the Pacific Ocean. For three very nice people. The good news is that the tickets to the Late Late Show with tv's Craig Fergson are FREE. (Fine print: The bad news is that the airline tickets are not. Would accept bus tickets but hotel rooms? Ah no. )
Okay, an epi or foil. Think fencing.
A wi fi thingy to go with the IPad 2. Otherwise the cell phone service here is crap.
A truck to go along with the barn and the horse. (So I can haul hay for the horse. Those draft horses are HUGE so they may eat alot. Need the truck.)
LOL A sense of humor for WB who will take this list way to seriously and start saying things like , "...budget...". WB NEVER has a sense of humor when it comes to money.
A new storage shed because I'm thinking that the pole barn is a stretch. If I do it right a storage shed would work too. BUT it must have a stall for the horse and a place to put the dogs/chickens when it's cold.
LOL, WB if you're reading this take a deep breath. You know how this makes you flustered. WB has no clue how to window shop. "Get in, buy it if it's in the budget, and get out." That is WB's motto.
(for Christmas I'm thinking that we're all getting a shiny red apple from WB. I'm getting him a nice dress shirt from LandsEnd but don't tell him that because he'll say, "No, not in the budget.")
And Santa one more thing. I'd really like "Peace on Earth. Good will to all." and bringing back the folks who are in the armed services healthy would be good too.
Serious note. Every year I ask for Peace on Earth. Every year. You'd think that for just 24 hours we all hear on Earth could be quiet and get along for one day. Just one day. So far, nope but I keep asking anyway.
Bottom line, Santa?
I'd be happy with a new jib sail or maybe a bottom job for the boat.
Even better? I'd love to have the boat here.
And that Peace on Earth thing. That would be good too.
Who loves ya' Santa?
Hugs and kisses from one of the good girls and boys,
Author Ann
Dear Santa,
I've been very good in my budgeting class.
This is what I've learned.
Ask for much more than you need and you might get what you need.
So I'm asking for:
A trip around the world for me and two very nice people.
An IPad 2.
A new barn to replace the one I don't have.
A horse. A great big draft horse to go into the new barn.
The materials to build the chicken house.
A cross fence.
A trip to California so that I can see the Santa Monica Pier, the Late Late Show taping, red wood trees, San Francisco, and the Pacific Ocean. For three very nice people. The good news is that the tickets to the Late Late Show with tv's Craig Fergson are FREE. (Fine print: The bad news is that the airline tickets are not. Would accept bus tickets but hotel rooms? Ah no. )
Okay, an epi or foil. Think fencing.
A wi fi thingy to go with the IPad 2. Otherwise the cell phone service here is crap.
A truck to go along with the barn and the horse. (So I can haul hay for the horse. Those draft horses are HUGE so they may eat alot. Need the truck.)
LOL A sense of humor for WB who will take this list way to seriously and start saying things like , "...budget...". WB NEVER has a sense of humor when it comes to money.
A new storage shed because I'm thinking that the pole barn is a stretch. If I do it right a storage shed would work too. BUT it must have a stall for the horse and a place to put the dogs/chickens when it's cold.
LOL, WB if you're reading this take a deep breath. You know how this makes you flustered. WB has no clue how to window shop. "Get in, buy it if it's in the budget, and get out." That is WB's motto.
(for Christmas I'm thinking that we're all getting a shiny red apple from WB. I'm getting him a nice dress shirt from LandsEnd but don't tell him that because he'll say, "No, not in the budget.")
And Santa one more thing. I'd really like "Peace on Earth. Good will to all." and bringing back the folks who are in the armed services healthy would be good too.
Serious note. Every year I ask for Peace on Earth. Every year. You'd think that for just 24 hours we all hear on Earth could be quiet and get along for one day. Just one day. So far, nope but I keep asking anyway.
Bottom line, Santa?
I'd be happy with a new jib sail or maybe a bottom job for the boat.
Even better? I'd love to have the boat here.
And that Peace on Earth thing. That would be good too.
Who loves ya' Santa?
Hugs and kisses from one of the good girls and boys,
Author Ann
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Saw movie Hugo(3D) then out to eat and to the grocery store. Cried like a baby (at the movie not at the drive through or the grocery).
I thought that the movie would be over the top sappy but there's this moment at the end --- lol, it had me in tears and then it had me.
Something about everyone needing a place to be...
Then there's the scene with Hugo and friend at the library when they're reading about the early history of film. I have that same experience when reading some blogs.
The youtubes are like magic windows into another world. As a matter of fact, if Santa would bring me that IPad 2, it really would be a magic experience where I could just touch the screen and ---
LOL. Real magic would be Santa bringing that IPad2.
Not holding my breath.
Dang this year has just flown by.
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Saw movie Hugo(3D) then out to eat and to the grocery store. Cried like a baby (at the movie not at the drive through or the grocery).
I thought that the movie would be over the top sappy but there's this moment at the end --- lol, it had me in tears and then it had me.
Something about everyone needing a place to be...
Then there's the scene with Hugo and friend at the library when they're reading about the early history of film. I have that same experience when reading some blogs.
The youtubes are like magic windows into another world. As a matter of fact, if Santa would bring me that IPad 2, it really would be a magic experience where I could just touch the screen and ---
LOL. Real magic would be Santa bringing that IPad2.
Not holding my breath.
Dang this year has just flown by.
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Saturday, November 26, 2011
Already done list.
Stuff self with turkey/dressing.
Supper of pumpkin AND pecan pie with glass of skim milk.
Fuss with relatives.
Go to gym and talk about up coming Iron Bowl.
Discuss likely chancces of an Auburn upset or that Alabama will be in play off for National Champion ship.
Figure odds. Go to sales. Buy self Christmas prezzie.
Go out to eat only to find out that there are three televisions with restaurant showing the LSU v. Arkansas game.
Talk to more about the chances of an LSU/Arkansas upset.
No up set.
Go home and talk about rankings. Here lecture on how the only way Alabama will end up in the play offs now is if Georgia beats LSU and how that's not going to happen.
Put up some kind of Christmas decorations.
Discuss more about Iron Bowl and college football championship.
Go with Pup to fun activity.
Come home and watch part of Iron Bowl.
Eat entire bag of potato chips and dip in nervous energy frenzy.
Stop the madness by telling self it's just a game.
Stop watching game and go outside to visit.
Then get in car and go on grocery store errand (actually it's just an excuse to get out of the house.)
Stop to get BBQ and lemonaid at BBQ place. They have the Iron Bowl on the television. Next table over father is wearing Georgia tshirt. Son is wearing Alabama cap. Crazy.
Watch more of the Iron Bowl.
Go home while listening to Iron Bowl on the radio. Commentators are doing a post mortem of the game and the game isn't even over.
I'm pretty sure that Auburn is toast for this year.
Now will hear MORE talk about the National Championship game.
Sound of post game show coming from other part of the house.
I'd say "...hurry Christmas..." but that just means bowl games and more talk about the bowl games and national rankings and how Auburn sucks or doesn't suck without Cam Newton.
Sigh, hurry Christmas.
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Monday, November 21, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
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Factoid
This post,
http://12dotsandablot.blogspot.com/2010/09/needed-break.html?showComment=1321693404623#c4269841658222189699
is the most read post on my blog.
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Factoid
This post,
http://12dotsandablot.blogspot.com/2010/09/needed-break.html?showComment=1321693404623#c4269841658222189699
is the most read post on my blog.
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Happy birthday to the guy who wrote this song. (Happy day after birthday actually.)
I know that there's all kinds of important stuff in the world to write about but this just seemed like a better idea.
Hugs,
Ann.
PS
Added new MOVES to tai chi already done list. And going to gym. LOL Fun, fun, fun...
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Happy birthday to the guy who wrote this song. (Happy day after birthday actually.)
I know that there's all kinds of important stuff in the world to write about but this just seemed like a better idea.
Hugs,
Ann.
PS
Added new MOVES to tai chi already done list. And going to gym. LOL Fun, fun, fun...
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Sunday, November 13, 2011
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Please note 85 moves out of 108 and another 6 weeks to work on it ain't bad at all.
Although there is that one move were you have to do a leg type lift.
Ack.
Keep calm.
Carry on.
Hugs and twinkly lights!
Ann
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And now about that Harold and Kumar movie. LOL and wow. Do not take your mother.
Oh wait- Pup did take his mother. LOL.
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Please note 85 moves out of 108 and another 6 weeks to work on it ain't bad at all.
Although there is that one move were you have to do a leg type lift.
Ack.
Keep calm.
Carry on.
Hugs and twinkly lights!
Ann
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And now about that Harold and Kumar movie. LOL and wow. Do not take your mother.
Oh wait- Pup did take his mother. LOL.
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Dear Dad,
We're okay. You scared me this past winter. I'm glad that you're okay. I thought that you might die and we'd never be able to make peace with each other or that I'd ever hear you say the words, "I love you." Then you did and you hugged my neck. It started me one a journey to actually live my life again. And I am. From the tai chi to the boat to how I relate to Pup and WB. It freed me. Sailing isn't the impossible. Pup will be okay. And I made myself laugh. Now when folks are cranky or life tries to dump it's unhappy in my lap? I say no thanks.
I'm sorry that we aren't around each other more but I doubt that it would be as I'd hoped. But I can send you post cards from my "travels" and hope that you both have the family that you need.
Dad, I always think of you when I see this video. When I'm able to hear the stories of your life, when I think of everything you've done, when I remember telling the rehab lady about your exploits hoping that she would see past the things you couldn't do and see the things you still would be able to do, I was in away willing you to stay a bit longer. If she could see and know the things that I knew about you, she'd do what she had to to bring you back past the despair or what you couldn't. To look at you know I know that you still have worlds to find.
I was willing for you to see it too. It was the first time that you didn't fight. I didn't want for you to give up.
"Sky diving... I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu..."
I got a second chance too. It's as if there's a big world for me to see.
Such a gift.
Worth more than gold.
Thank you.
Hugs,
Me.
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Dear Dad,
We're okay. You scared me this past winter. I'm glad that you're okay. I thought that you might die and we'd never be able to make peace with each other or that I'd ever hear you say the words, "I love you." Then you did and you hugged my neck. It started me one a journey to actually live my life again. And I am. From the tai chi to the boat to how I relate to Pup and WB. It freed me. Sailing isn't the impossible. Pup will be okay. And I made myself laugh. Now when folks are cranky or life tries to dump it's unhappy in my lap? I say no thanks.
I'm sorry that we aren't around each other more but I doubt that it would be as I'd hoped. But I can send you post cards from my "travels" and hope that you both have the family that you need.
Dad, I always think of you when I see this video. When I'm able to hear the stories of your life, when I think of everything you've done, when I remember telling the rehab lady about your exploits hoping that she would see past the things you couldn't do and see the things you still would be able to do, I was in away willing you to stay a bit longer. If she could see and know the things that I knew about you, she'd do what she had to to bring you back past the despair or what you couldn't. To look at you know I know that you still have worlds to find.
I was willing for you to see it too. It was the first time that you didn't fight. I didn't want for you to give up.
"Sky diving... I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu..."
I got a second chance too. It's as if there's a big world for me to see.
Such a gift.
Worth more than gold.
Thank you.
Hugs,
Me.
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Whenever I want to feel pitiful and self absorbed sad, I think of this week long ago when the day was sunny and all the world seem to lay before me. After a long slug through bad medical care I thought that there was hope for one brief moment. Then? It seemed as if winter came and never left.
Then one day...
Some hard things take a while to leave us. Maybe they never do. Not really.
In the following blog posts I write about Zen moments and plans for the future. If you know me you know that this is a long time coming. This will be the first time in many many years where I can finally make my own self laugh out loud. While it still hurts to look at the past, I can see a future too.
Someone asked us how we'd stayed together for so long. I wonder that myself but then I asked WB how it was possible. Then he told me.
We've seen some tough times. Maybe we're together still because neither of us, no matter how hard we tried would let go.
For my sweet baby. I love you even though we never got to say hello.
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Whenever I want to feel pitiful and self absorbed sad, I think of this week long ago when the day was sunny and all the world seem to lay before me. After a long slug through bad medical care I thought that there was hope for one brief moment. Then? It seemed as if winter came and never left.
Then one day...
Some hard things take a while to leave us. Maybe they never do. Not really.
In the following blog posts I write about Zen moments and plans for the future. If you know me you know that this is a long time coming. This will be the first time in many many years where I can finally make my own self laugh out loud. While it still hurts to look at the past, I can see a future too.
Someone asked us how we'd stayed together for so long. I wonder that myself but then I asked WB how it was possible. Then he told me.
We've seen some tough times. Maybe we're together still because neither of us, no matter how hard we tried would let go.
For my sweet baby. I love you even though we never got to say hello.
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Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
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Happy Veteran's Day.
And now?
Postcards from Happy.
Dear Gentle Readers,
Well first off? I've stopped reading my horoscope. I only read it to point out how wrong the predictions are but didn't have time to read it for at all last week. When I went back and read it, it seemed like such a colossal waste of my time that I just stopped. It's not even close to what happened. Not even close. I figure that will add 10 minutes to my day, an hour and 10 minutes to my week, four hours and 40 minutes to my month, and 48 hours, 480 minutes to my year. That's a total off 55 hours to my year or 2 days and 7 hours of my life per year.
Add to the "already done list" Saved time, added days to my life, and stopped reading horoscope.
As of this week I have hit the tiger right and left. Except for one move, the next 10 moves or so in tai chi class are actually repeats. Hurray for repeats and hurray for a great substitute teacher. Don't get me wrong; I love my regular teachers. It's just nice to have a change up and this sub is great.
Add to my "already done" list. Appx 46 moves out of 108 in Taoist tai chi. Maybe more since some of the remaining moves are repeats. Yay.
If you remember last summer I tried an experiment with how I handle my life. Instead of endless "to do" lists I started writing "already done" lists. I'd wake up each morning and I'd say, "What can I do today that will make today feel like a success?" I wouldn't even write things down. Instead I'd just start doing what I thought I would like to do and then write down what I'd done on my "already done" list. The experience was wildly successful. The resulting "already done" list included things I'd hoped to do for years but hadn't and things that I'd never dreamed that I could do. I began doing things that I'd always wanted to do but didn't because I thought that there were other things I needed to do first. Hurdles. I was most amazed at WB and Pups reactions. I thought that they'd be all kinds of unhappy with this new way of doing things but I soon found out that they were fine with it. Apparently it's a very masculine trait to say this is what I'm going to do and then go do it. It's what climbs mountains and builds sky scrapers. I'm two months into tai chi class and going to the gym to - wait for it - lift weights because of this new way of doing things. I'm still a slacker in that I know how to sit out in the Zen garden in a hammock and enjoy the quiet or goof off (we did go see the Harold and Kumar movie. More later.) I'm just doing my own thing. I'm not asking for a consensus. Nope. Instead I'm saying, "This is my my life. Have a nice day." The people who love me are fine with it and the rest? Meh to them.
Add to my already done list? I'm calling it, "A Year of Being Physical"
Already going to tai chi.
Already going to the gym.
You see I have a plan for my life.
So far?
It's working.
Step one.
Learn 108 movements of Taoist Tai Chi. This is to improve flexibility and balance. I also tried to include graceful movement. Yeah, yeah, I know but I can try to be graceful. The idea is to use the tai chi as a warm up and coool down before a physical activity. No I don't care that right now I still look a bit goofy.
Why?
Because I've been doing the moves that I know and guess what? I am actually using them to warm up and cool down at the gym. It's working for what I've intended it to work for.
Yayayayayayy!
So far no one is laughing or pointing.
Actually they're very supportive.
None of the, "Psst maybe you shouldn't be trying this." Instead? "It's good idea and here's other things you can do as well." Have there been folks who say, "Maybe you should wait?" Yep but I'm thinking that even if it's good intentioned? It's not the best advice for me.
Add to "already done" list?
Go to the gym.
Actually do cardio and lift weights.
Yes, me, the veteran slacker.
Everyday.
LOL I know, hard to believe.
I'm saying thank you to the people who I've talked to about this. My favorite bit of advice came from a very nice complete stranger who told me, "When you do go the gym? You see the folks who are buff? They didn't come that way. We all have to start somewhere." I could hug that guy's neck. When I see the people who are in great shape, I tell myself to keep up the good work.
"But" you say, "What about the fencing?"
"Well, " I say, "I tried on a fencing jacket tonight and between the gear that I can borrow from Pup and the gear that I can use from the fencing club, I should be starting beginning classes soon. I'm going to make the best of the time freed up when they stopped the tai chi tutor sessions to rearrange my schedule and viola', it would seem that it's an even better fit than the all tai chi.
Add to "already done" list
Better schedule of physical activity than before.
Equipment and set up to take fencing.
Like the song says ---
Now then before anyone starts to think, "Ah geeze, another slacker lost to clean living? Naw. I'm still slacker. It's just after years of being other folks "emotional dumpster" I've come upon a new way to look at things.
I just tell them, "Everyone's got a priority and this is mine. Have a great day."
And?
In the words of Hannah Murphy?
"Having fun is THE best revenge."
LOL I'm so happy that cranky has a girl friend, pups growing up, and WB? He actually went with me to the gym.
Double LOL? I was even invited to church and met a pretty famous person who seemed nice.
It's all good.
Love, hugs, and kisses,
The Zen Happiness Experiment thing? It worked.
LOL After many many years? I got my own self to laugh.
Now that is something.
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Happy Veteran's Day.
And now?
Postcards from Happy.
Dear Gentle Readers,
Well first off? I've stopped reading my horoscope. I only read it to point out how wrong the predictions are but didn't have time to read it for at all last week. When I went back and read it, it seemed like such a colossal waste of my time that I just stopped. It's not even close to what happened. Not even close. I figure that will add 10 minutes to my day, an hour and 10 minutes to my week, four hours and 40 minutes to my month, and 48 hours, 480 minutes to my year. That's a total off 55 hours to my year or 2 days and 7 hours of my life per year.
Add to the "already done list" Saved time, added days to my life, and stopped reading horoscope.
As of this week I have hit the tiger right and left. Except for one move, the next 10 moves or so in tai chi class are actually repeats. Hurray for repeats and hurray for a great substitute teacher. Don't get me wrong; I love my regular teachers. It's just nice to have a change up and this sub is great.
Add to my "already done" list. Appx 46 moves out of 108 in Taoist tai chi. Maybe more since some of the remaining moves are repeats. Yay.
If you remember last summer I tried an experiment with how I handle my life. Instead of endless "to do" lists I started writing "already done" lists. I'd wake up each morning and I'd say, "What can I do today that will make today feel like a success?" I wouldn't even write things down. Instead I'd just start doing what I thought I would like to do and then write down what I'd done on my "already done" list. The experience was wildly successful. The resulting "already done" list included things I'd hoped to do for years but hadn't and things that I'd never dreamed that I could do. I began doing things that I'd always wanted to do but didn't because I thought that there were other things I needed to do first. Hurdles. I was most amazed at WB and Pups reactions. I thought that they'd be all kinds of unhappy with this new way of doing things but I soon found out that they were fine with it. Apparently it's a very masculine trait to say this is what I'm going to do and then go do it. It's what climbs mountains and builds sky scrapers. I'm two months into tai chi class and going to the gym to - wait for it - lift weights because of this new way of doing things. I'm still a slacker in that I know how to sit out in the Zen garden in a hammock and enjoy the quiet or goof off (we did go see the Harold and Kumar movie. More later.) I'm just doing my own thing. I'm not asking for a consensus. Nope. Instead I'm saying, "This is my my life. Have a nice day." The people who love me are fine with it and the rest? Meh to them.
Add to my already done list? I'm calling it, "A Year of Being Physical"
Already going to tai chi.
Already going to the gym.
You see I have a plan for my life.
So far?
It's working.
Step one.
Learn 108 movements of Taoist Tai Chi. This is to improve flexibility and balance. I also tried to include graceful movement. Yeah, yeah, I know but I can try to be graceful. The idea is to use the tai chi as a warm up and coool down before a physical activity. No I don't care that right now I still look a bit goofy.
Why?
Because I've been doing the moves that I know and guess what? I am actually using them to warm up and cool down at the gym. It's working for what I've intended it to work for.
Yayayayayayy!
So far no one is laughing or pointing.
Actually they're very supportive.
None of the, "Psst maybe you shouldn't be trying this." Instead? "It's good idea and here's other things you can do as well." Have there been folks who say, "Maybe you should wait?" Yep but I'm thinking that even if it's good intentioned? It's not the best advice for me.
Add to "already done" list?
Go to the gym.
Actually do cardio and lift weights.
Yes, me, the veteran slacker.
Everyday.
LOL I know, hard to believe.
I'm saying thank you to the people who I've talked to about this. My favorite bit of advice came from a very nice complete stranger who told me, "When you do go the gym? You see the folks who are buff? They didn't come that way. We all have to start somewhere." I could hug that guy's neck. When I see the people who are in great shape, I tell myself to keep up the good work.
"But" you say, "What about the fencing?"
"Well, " I say, "I tried on a fencing jacket tonight and between the gear that I can borrow from Pup and the gear that I can use from the fencing club, I should be starting beginning classes soon. I'm going to make the best of the time freed up when they stopped the tai chi tutor sessions to rearrange my schedule and viola', it would seem that it's an even better fit than the all tai chi.
Add to "already done" list
Better schedule of physical activity than before.
Equipment and set up to take fencing.
Like the song says ---
Now then before anyone starts to think, "Ah geeze, another slacker lost to clean living? Naw. I'm still slacker. It's just after years of being other folks "emotional dumpster" I've come upon a new way to look at things.
I just tell them, "Everyone's got a priority and this is mine. Have a great day."
And?
In the words of Hannah Murphy?
"Having fun is THE best revenge."
LOL I'm so happy that cranky has a girl friend, pups growing up, and WB? He actually went with me to the gym.
Double LOL? I was even invited to church and met a pretty famous person who seemed nice.
It's all good.
Love, hugs, and kisses,
The Zen Happiness Experiment thing? It worked.
LOL After many many years? I got my own self to laugh.
Now that is something.
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Friday, November 4, 2011
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If you're from the future? Say before April 27,2012?
Keep reading till you find the link back..
We gotta get you a... LOL. After years and years of not being in a good place to commit to anything other than Pup it would seem that it might actually be my turn to be --- in love?
LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
Well that would be funny.
Good but funny and all kinds of ironic.
Oh yeah... Dear Mom and Dad,
Sorry I'll miss all the excitement for the holidays. Sorry I'll miss all the "fun" but well --
Substitute boyfriend for girl friend and...
lol -- There's folks who've invested alot of time trying to convince me and the world that I'm one colosal fcuk up. A slacker.
But -- well -- I think I'll be okay ...
LOL
In other news. Pup and I are thinking about making the new Harold and Kumar 3D movie a Christmas tradition. I'll have to see it first.
Hugs.
Now back to the future with ya'
http://12dotsandablot.blogspot.com/2012/04/blog-post_9069.html Click me
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,,,
If you're from the future? Say before April 27,2012?
Keep reading till you find the link back..
We gotta get you a... LOL. After years and years of not being in a good place to commit to anything other than Pup it would seem that it might actually be my turn to be --- in love?
LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
Well that would be funny.
Good but funny and all kinds of ironic.
Oh yeah... Dear Mom and Dad,
Sorry I'll miss all the excitement for the holidays. Sorry I'll miss all the "fun" but well --
Substitute boyfriend for girl friend and...
lol -- There's folks who've invested alot of time trying to convince me and the world that I'm one colosal fcuk up. A slacker.
But -- well -- I think I'll be okay ...
LOL
In other news. Pup and I are thinking about making the new Harold and Kumar 3D movie a Christmas tradition. I'll have to see it first.
Hugs.
Now back to the future with ya'
http://12dotsandablot.blogspot.com/2012/04/blog-post_9069.html Click me
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,,,
Dear Gentle Reader,
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Hmm. Random.
Have been having fun and not so much fun while gone. Got Sunday's obligation over and done. The good news was that WB went with me to keep me company. The better news is the day is over and we made it through in good shape. The bad news? LOL Not really any because it's over and I no longer have the "big O" (obiligation) to annoy. Yay!
For the funs stuff?
Well we got through some of the kicks in tai chi and I must say they weren't near as bad as I thought they would be. This isn't braggin it's just sheer relief that I could stand on one foot with hands in the air and then turn and kick. It's fun and MUCH better than what I had to do Sunday which frankly felt like a waste of time.
Next up in tai chi? According to the list it's something to do with a tiger. Looks like fun.
Halloween came and went with a lovely surprise. Growls and strange noises in our woods but all the pups and chickens were stil here the next morning. Whatever was walking in our woods believed us when we said aloud that the police were on speed dial.
And for the record? They still are.
The weather is turning cold but the wind on the lake is up. Good if you like to sail.
While there are some parts of life that are still a bit cranky? I'm happy to report that one of the cranky people now officially has a girl friend. This is a relief as he's now preoccupied with her and I no longer have any obligations. Can visit the lake in peace and finally enjoy it.
That's probably the best news.
Have boat work and yard work and other stuff to do. Hot weather is behind us for a while and I have plans for work here. Have met some nice folks and looking forward to seeing what will happen. Enjoying the tai chi very much. Only 65 of the 108 moves to go. Will be taking fencing classes soon. I love being a beginner in this stuff. No worries. And the holidays will soon be here.
Took awhile to get here but you know what?
Life is good.
AuthorAnn
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Hmm. Random.
Have been having fun and not so much fun while gone. Got Sunday's obligation over and done. The good news was that WB went with me to keep me company. The better news is the day is over and we made it through in good shape. The bad news? LOL Not really any because it's over and I no longer have the "big O" (obiligation) to annoy. Yay!
For the funs stuff?
Well we got through some of the kicks in tai chi and I must say they weren't near as bad as I thought they would be. This isn't braggin it's just sheer relief that I could stand on one foot with hands in the air and then turn and kick. It's fun and MUCH better than what I had to do Sunday which frankly felt like a waste of time.
Next up in tai chi? According to the list it's something to do with a tiger. Looks like fun.
Halloween came and went with a lovely surprise. Growls and strange noises in our woods but all the pups and chickens were stil here the next morning. Whatever was walking in our woods believed us when we said aloud that the police were on speed dial.
And for the record? They still are.
The weather is turning cold but the wind on the lake is up. Good if you like to sail.
While there are some parts of life that are still a bit cranky? I'm happy to report that one of the cranky people now officially has a girl friend. This is a relief as he's now preoccupied with her and I no longer have any obligations. Can visit the lake in peace and finally enjoy it.
That's probably the best news.
Have boat work and yard work and other stuff to do. Hot weather is behind us for a while and I have plans for work here. Have met some nice folks and looking forward to seeing what will happen. Enjoying the tai chi very much. Only 65 of the 108 moves to go. Will be taking fencing classes soon. I love being a beginner in this stuff. No worries. And the holidays will soon be here.
Took awhile to get here but you know what?
Life is good.
AuthorAnn
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