Unless you ask WB and he'll say my actual job is to be some kind of voodoo Pin cushion that people can try to prick because their own life isn't exactly good. So they try to kick me instead.
That's his opinion.
When I started my experiement with the Zen moment, I didn't realize just how powerful the experience would be for me. That feeling of doing things for the joy of it. Waking up and saying to myself, "Now what can I do to reach my goals of..." and then doing them (remember all legal and moral) has been life changing.
For so long I've made my way in life thinking, "and is this okay with". I'm not being selfish. I do still consider other folks feelings but now I have this separate kind of self. Which is what FINALLY got me to say, "I'm going to take Tai Chi." Now the Tai Chi folks my philosphically (sp?) think that self should disolve. For me? I'm becoming aware of self.
LOL, wake up.
Anyway it's good for me. I go. I learn. I can't think of any other than tai chi when I do it.
And I'm reconnecting with my body.
There will be alot of "I" and "My" pronouns in the writing to follow. I will promise not to become boring narcissit (again sp).
Also should work on spelling.
Love and kisses,
Ann
PS. The celibacy thing isn't working for me.
And I miss David.
And I miss Newt/Lexi.
And?
I miss going to the theater.
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It's still rainy outside. Woke up stretching like a cat and diving back under the covers.
Since I've yet to figure out how to exercise and write on the blog? I'm going to have to sign out for a bit.
Back later.
10-12-2011
Anne.
Hugs by the way. The thing I most miss about my old blog was the back and forth through time memory. I also miss chatting with Newt and hearing about Lexi.
And while I do love, love, love my dog? It's not exactly the furry face that I'm looking to wake up with.
LOL And that's when ... I've been coming to the place where I can say good bye to a memory. "Getting on with going forward" sounds like a cliche. Maybe its more "time to make a decision" or "perhaps you should stop procrastinating and just go say hello and find out what's next"?
Ireland is a long way away and he did say that he'd never talk to me again.
Maybe time has softened his heart. I don't want to keep "locked" in this memory box". "Whoa a oh oh. Changing is hard."
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It's rainy and cool. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed covered in one of those soft polar fleece blankets. Domi is curled up in a ball. After weeks of heat it's as if someone FINALLY fixed the airconditioner and now it's lovely and sleepy and I'm thinking that if I could? I'd crawl back under the covers and read a book. Yesterday I was up at 4am washing clothes, feeding animals, cleaning pens, etc. Today? Well thanks to yesterday's industrious (spelling again) spurt, I've a kind of slack day.
The only thing missing is a good conversation in bed.
The kind that is about anything but bills, what Pups going to do, chores, etc.
The "R" word.
Romance.
LOL.
I'm thinking that the this road trip is necessary.
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Dear Gentle Reader,
I was watching clips of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson on the Youtube when I came upon a Karen Gillan interview which led me to a youtube with Matt Smith and Karen Gillan at Comic Con which led to a teaparty in the Tardis interview which led to a vid of how to make a Tardis bird feeder (starring Matt Smith) which led to the video above.
Now I'm trying to figure out how to make a vat large enough to hold the required amount of flour batter so that I can run across it.
So what's up?
I'm also still working on the tai chi.
And I'm thinking of going on a road trip.
With my dog.
Hugs,
Ann
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Monday, October 3, 2011
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Another day. Another Monday.
LOL. Well at least the car works.
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Dear Gentle Readers,
Yesterday (on Groucho Marx's birthday, I think.) I gave the immediate family the heads up for the rest of the year. I'm not wasting any time with trying to convince anyone of anything. Instead will be going my own way. They're welcome to come along but if they'd rather not?
No worries.
For the already done list.
Sign up for tai chi.
I did and it's pretty good. Hard work but good.
Alot to do.
BB in a bit.
Hugs,
AuthorAnn
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Saturday, October 1, 2011
new experiment update...
(or a continuation of the already done list)
Tai chi looks easy but it is not.
Already I've found out that I walk like a duck with toes pointed out.
This has me practicing the fine art of walking. I've been walking for a very long time so I'd have thought that someone would have pointed out the fact that I walk like a duck, but no one has. Until now.
(They were very nice about it. And well now I know.)
Two.
Tai chi is really beautiful to watch. You get caught up in the grace and balance. You can get lost in in.
Unfortunately.
This is how you can get run over or lost in the middle of tai chi class.
It's okay. I hear everyone's done it.
C.
(Homage to CF of the Late Late Show)
I don't get to watch CF or the Late Late Show because tai chi is keeping me very busy.
Someone pointed out that my going to as many tai chi classes may be exposing an addictive personality.
It's not.
It is pointing out that I'm cheap and you only get charged one price for month and can go to as many classes as is possible. It's also pointing out that I don't like looking stupid and uncoordinated any longer than I have to. The more classes I go to the better I'll get. Beginnning tai chi, like puberty, is just one of those periods that you have to go through inorder to become a graceful tai chi swan.
4.
I've told my instructor that the last move that we learned will probably have me falling on my rear end in class.
She nodded wisely, smiles, and I think thought to herself, "Oh goody."
Everyone is nice and graceful. I aspire to be the same.
So it's practice practice, practice if I want to be one of the beautiful tai chi people.
Hugs,
Ann.
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Now I know why people ask for personal trainers.
LOL
Still practice, practice, practice with tai chi but hey, I got a nifty tshirt.
Before I go about the day? Just wanted to say hello and ask you, " How's it goin'?"
Hugs,
Ann
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Saturday, September 24, 2011
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Happy 75th birthday.
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Friday, September 23, 2011
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"...'The thing about sailing," she said, "is that, try as you might, you can't always directly go in the direction that you want to go. Sometime the straightest path is all angles...."
first sentence from My Name is Alice. I'm Hunting For Moby Dick
by C Anne Ford
9-23-2011
.....(psst. I'm writing. )
"..... Jonathan had spent the last 6 years trying to get home. It should have been easy. The "to do" list. Go. Find job. Find apartment. Play deposit. Move furniture (or buy). Get groceries. Home. He did "go". Fall three years ago he and Sam had taken a whole week and flown the Cessna down to that tiny little air strip in the middle of nowhere. The guy that owned the airport lent them a car for a fee and they'd even contacted a real estate agent. It was beautiful. Not freezing and no snow like here in Vancouver. The leaves were beginning to change and there was that crackle of heat and sun right before the night's chill set in. They'd seen every available house the realtor said she had listed and even one or two that she knew might be coming up because of foreclosure. Sam had vetoed everyone of them. It took three more months before Jonathan found out why.
Sam was from New Orleans. Whenever they'd gone to see the "folks", It was like a tonic for them both. They'd even talked about finding a fixer upper on Esplanade. Something with a tiny front yard, lots of ironwork, a balcony, and a walled garden. They'd finally found the place and were in the process of finding financing when Katrina hit and there plans when poof. After all the excitement and then the let down, winter with snow and ice up your arm pits was too much. As soon as the call for teachers to help rebuild the NOLA schools came , Sam packed a bag and left.
'It should be easy.'
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again from Call Me Alice, I'm Looking for Moby Dick
:) Have finally after years of wanting to found money and time to take a tai chi class. It's like water and for some reason makes me laugh.
Hugs,
Ann
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How do you master the 108 movements?
Practice, practice, practice.
And?
A good nights rest.
Hugs,
Ann
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Friday, September 16, 2011
Dear Auntie Slacker,
I volunteereed to help with a social event and now I don't want to.
I'm trying to come up with a really good excuse for not showing up?
Got any ideas?
Love Slacker.
(What am I doing while trying to come up with a very good idea?.)
Watching cute puppy videos!!!
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In an epic battle between good and evil, James Bond, once again saves the world.
(I still like Sean Connory better.)
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Wednesday, September 14, 2011
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Sitting here reading my own mind.
And minding by own business.
(insert Smilie Face here)
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This is serious.
I found this blog http://www.realspaceman.net/ And thought to my self, "Wait a minute. I'm not alone?"
This is terrible. In order to be different, I'm going to have to get a real job, a retirement/health benefit, go online pretending to work when actually I'm just updating tweets, facebook, or my blog, get an on line honey, get married to online honey complete with virtual shower and virtual gifts, get fired for updating tweets, fb, my blog, having virtual sex on company time with my on line honey while simultaneously sending out virtual thank you notes for my virtual wedding gifts, stay home all day and update my tweets, fb, or my blog because I'm at home all day with no job so I'm depressed, get divorced because I'm speeding too much time tweeting my new online sweety and not enough time texting real wife.
I'm way behind the curve.
Good thing I opted for the chia pet.
But not the Obama chia pet. It's the Dick Chaney chia pet. Looks weird but it's oddly comforting when I water the top of it's head.
(Note to parents. Dear Mom and Dad, (I'm going to go ahead and write this now because I KNOW that this is going to come up and it's easier to do it now and just get it over with.) The chia pet line above is an attempt at a one line joke. You'll be happy to note that inorder to be different, I'm going to have to get a job. Yep, I thought you'd be "...pleased as punch..." to over this. Thought I might get a job as a joke writer on The Daily Show. No, I wouldn't expect that you'd know it. I'm sorry if the Dick Chaney joke sounded mean. You do have to write for your audience. No I'm not going to write for Fox News. I could send it in to Prairie Home Companion. NPR. No, they're not Comunists, they're Lutherans from Minnisota. Nice people. They make the green lime jello mold with the mini marshmellows that you like. Yes, those people. You like them because they're nice. Thanks for the suggestion. Since this is about growning plants I could send it to The SquareFoot Gardner. Of course I could put some seeds on it and send it to High Times. They might like the joke. Okay. Take care.)
Do you love to read a short story? Do you write short stories?
Tracey Pakosta, who used to work at Craig Ferguson's production company, leaves Green Mountain West to go to NBC Universal as head of comedy. (According to the Internet this is true.)
NBC owns Showtime. At least I think so.
There's a new woman at Showtime.
Now I'm going to play a game of "What if..."
What if?
Craig Ferguson goes to Showtime and does something very much like Bill Maher only without the politics but with the unleashed "oolala"s and probably seasonal or once a year showing of his stand up as "pay for view"
Does This Need To Be Said?
With dvd or other rights.
What if?
He gets used to the culture of NBC while playing over at Showtime and producing comedies for Ms.Pakosta over at NBC. He's out of the 12:30ET basement over at CBS. The switch doesn't look cold hearted. He's not a Benedict Arnold. Nope. He's America's sexy Scot unleashed over at Showtime who'll love him.
Time ticks and tocks and then?
There's an epic battle between the sweetness and light of Jimmy Fallon and the very sexy, devil-may-care Craig Ferguson.
Who will win Leno's spot and Late Night America's heart?
Do I believe this stuff?
I dunno. There are a few plot holes and maybe even a plot twist or two or three. Depends.
I do know it is time for the game show that everyone loves to play ,
No, not the Price Is Right. But you're close.
It's time for spinning that Wheel of Fortune --
"Contract Negotiation Fun Fun Follies"
(CF and DL's contracts are up for renewal in 2012. This start must start early.")
LOL. Nuff guessin' Gotta go.
HUrray for Hollywood !
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Read this.
I'll be back later.
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"What? Hang on. Just let me turn down the head phones."
Love this video and the music. Dunno' why but it's just great.
I'm getting lectured about the functions of the bladder.
Now I've got the -
LOL.
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Getting lectured about something. It's kind of like that hissing of white noise or summer lawns...Would be annoying but lucky me? I've brought music.
I am a writer.
I have that on good authority from an actual publisher. The kind that produce really good books. They said it but I already knew it.
I am a disinherited, sometimes broke, wanna be writer and poet.
For almost three years, I spent mornings happily writing in my blog (avg views/month 8,000). Life was good. Then the blog landlords "pulled the plug" and "vamoose" no more blog.
Now I write. I live my life with dogs in the middle of a forest (kind of) and I Blog
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