LOL. I now know how to hunt and skin a rattlesnake.
Wait one second.
If you are an environmentalist fixing to yell at me about about food webs and ecological balance. Please look up and re read that sentence.
Again?
"...I now know how to hunt and skin a rattlesnake."
Pffs.
Thanks to the Discovery Channel, Craig Ferguson, and Shark Week, I also know how to swim with sharks and wrassle an alligator. Just checking my schedule here -- wait lemmie see- yeah- The only alligator in my future is a puppet named Wavey and I don't think that I'll be swimming with sharks in the near future.
"Knowing" and "doing"?
It's all about the words.
Now where was I?
Ohhh yeah....
Pssst. Want some toe tappin' fun? First, turn the sound for the first video to on while you watch the second video with the sound off.
You may be wondering what that has to to with this song.
All of my life, I've had the blessing of angels watching over me. This isn't to say that life's been all good. There have been some really tragic things that have happened to me and my family. It's just that somehow the kindness of these angels have helped my family and me survive.
Then yesterday they kept us safe.
I don't know how to explain it. I really don't.
It's just that yesterday?
I listened to the angels who've been guarding my son and me our whole life.
I listened to that voice that whispered in my heart, "Take your son with you when you clean the dog pens.
So I did.
I listened to that voice when it whispered, "Don't let the dogs out of their pens."
So I didn't.
I listened to my son when he said, "Mom, is that a rattle?"
It was.
I listened to my pups when even after we'd decided that the snake had gone, they kept barking the alarm.
That snake was still there not four feet from us.
I listened to my neighbor when he said, "Stop. Don't go any closer."
If I'd not listened, it would have been a catastrophe.
The rattlesnake in the wood pile might have been missed until it was too late. The one not 8 feet from my pups. The one that would have surely bit my pups if they'd been let out of the kennels. The one that would have surely bitten my son or myself had we gone one step closer.
I listened when that whispered voice, who has guided me my whole life said,
"Listen."
I read that you should start each day saying what you're thankful for.
This morning? I'm thankful that my neighbor happened to pass by just as we were going to find that snake and I'm thankful that I listened to that whispered "inner voice" who guided us and kept us all safe.
I keep having people tell me that they've got money or that someone I've crossed paths with has or in this economy had money and then they look at me kind of funny as if to see what my reaction is.
For the record (and because this is kind of one of those silly games that really wastes all of our time), I'm glad when folks are doin' good. So good for you rich folks. The thing is I'm really kind of busy at the moment and most of the people I'm hearing about probably are too. Good for us both.
I've been outside some and have met a new person or two. The weather is changing and we're finally getting some rain. We need it. The rain was so heavy and the trees were already changing because of the lack of water (we think) that there are now alot of leaves on the ground. Looks like Fall. Green house should be going up. It's early but I think I'll go ahead and begin weathering in the dogs too. I'm not going to miss the heat but I'm going to miss the 5am sunrises. It's alot easier to get up. This cool weather/late sunrises makes a person want to sleep in.
Ah and then there's the mid term elections coming up. All that nervous anticipation and speculation. I don't want to even hear about it. And yeah, I do vote. I'm just tired of hearing about these people.
I sure wish this was the old blog. There's alot happening here. Turns out we were correct in our presumptions. To every thing there is a season. We're prepared but it would just take waaay to much back story to explain why that's important. I am glad that I have the boat. Glad that Pup and WB are here. The dogs are doin' okay and so is most of the other living things here. LOL I swear that after today, I really do feel a bit like we live in the middle of a zoo. At least we've still got all our fingers and toes.
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Hope you are doing well Gentle Reader. I don't have a clue who you are. If you'd post that would be nice.
I don't really write on this blog. I really don't. It's not even a journal. It's more of a distraction. A "to do" list of sorts. Sorry that it's not more but life outside is calling.
Once I wrote about memory like snapshots. When I asked a complete stranger (in a conversation) what her earliest memory was? She told me. When I asked another they told me too.
Some of the memories were like a video. They had movement and even if it was only a short, fragmented one? They had a story.
Others?
Were only a photograph. Clear or out of focus.
I wonder?
People sometimes say that the truth is in "...black and white..." when they mean that it's clear and without embelishment.
Thing is, even black and white photos can be in soft focus and like a dreamed memory.
They thought you'd get here before the doctor got did. The night before you're father and I drove like very careful maniacs trying our best to get back to the hospital. The day before we had to talk like it was the most rational decision to go home and feed Smokie. We weren't stupid. We could here the doc saying that you'd come pretty quick. I don't know why but we knew it would be okay.
You're like the eye of a huricane sometimes. Calm in the middle of the storm.
LOL I think that your dad was in a panic by the time we got there. What were we thinking? 70 miles to the doctor. 70 miles back to get Smokie. Then 70 miles back in a race to get back to the hospital before you came out. I can remember telling the receptionist that I thought that I might be in labor but wasn't sure.
So calm.
All night I sat and talked to the delivery nurse. She told me about her life. There's calm in that. If you're troubles are too big? Go ask someone to tell you about their life. Find someone who might have sense or who'd survived their life's sorrows, and ask them to tell you about it. Make sure that it's someone who needs someone to listen. They'll be so glad and you might have a different perspective on your own troubles.
Don't forget to hug their neck too.
Love,
Mom
"It was hot and they were sitting outside of the fast food place. Tired. Dirty. The two of them. I asked them if they needed something to eat. I wasn't the best of people to them. When we went inside the manager tried to throw them out. One of the customers standing in line came to their rescue. There was almost a fight because they'd been inside already and been thrown out. We got the food and went back outside into the heat. Late summer. It was "gawdawful" hot.
That's when I saw the miracle of a hug. I just hugged the lady. She began to cry. Told me "Thank you." even after what had happened. People are inside little kids. They keep it safe inside them, sometimes behind vast walls and barbed wire. Safe that little flame of hope. The stuff you have when you are born.
The things you think about when you are young? They aren't the same as when you grow old. Today we talked about your future. I so admire you tenacity. I love your strength. I talked and I talked trying to get you to say something. Your future. I want so bad for you to find something that makes you happy. Then I could use every bit of my strenght to help you get there.
I wrote 12 dogs as a way to find my future and make some sense of the past. I didn't plan to, I just leaped from that chair in the living room. I'd said the words, "I don't want to be anymore. Then I quickly changed my mind. Lucky me. Slowly I began to find that path you are looking for. It took me so long to do so and so much time wasted. That's why I'm so fierce now for you. Time. You think when you are young you have so much. You do.
If for some terrible reason we loose each other, you can always find me in that maze, 12 dogs and a blot. You're smart. You'll find a time when you need a distraction and you are looking for a shoulder to lean on. For an ephemeral moment you'll find this home within me to find comfort. It's a puzzle. There will be times when you will curse me for that.
But
In the struggle to put 12 dogs back together? You will find me. You will find the peace that you need. I want to be there too.
It's not my job.
It's who I am.
I love you.
I always will.
You've become not only my son but you've become my friend.
Hugs,
Mom
When you were two, I gave you a book. Winnie the Pooh. It's inscribed. I meant it then and I mean it now.
You really are a good story.
Best memory? The day you read all by yourself.
The proudest accomplishment? Teaching you how to read.
The best advice?
Honey, sometimes you just have to slog through and count your blessings no matter how small they might seem at the time. A bad day is just that. One day. There'll be a good next day. Remember that.
Wait one more day. Count to 10. Go for a 15 minute walk. Say you're sorry. If you love them and you get so upset you want to let go of their hand? Ask why.
You know, once upon a time I wrote parody about political stuff on my little blog on the prairie. LOL
Uh yeah about that question, "Why?"
Because she's running for office and it's a clip.
For me it's like seeing a quote with elipses (...), there are a few important word that might have been left out. Like the imfamous words of Bill Clinton where he said that he "...did not have sex with..."
I can understand Ms. ODonnell's reluctance about appearing on Bill Maher's show. This close to the elections it could be damaging to her campaign. Sound bites can be brutal to a politician. This would be quite the mine field. If you don't believe me? Ask the good doctor/ex governor of Vermont or the Rep from Ohio. One missplaced "whoop" or ironic comment and your dreams of being elected are over.
However --
I don't understand the Tea Party, Republican, and Sarah Palin's support if this is indeed an issue for them. They certainly have no problem expressing their disagreements on issues they're unhappy with. Were there no other candidates to support? Did they forgive Ms ODonnel's past? Does this mean they're going to forgive Bill Clinton's (not) inhaling pot?
This isn't about my personal opinion on Ms. ODonnel's views, past or present.
It's about being able to find the information as to what this woman says she thinks and its validity. I agree with Bill Maher asking her to come back on his show. He's asking for clarification and he's in a good position to do so since it was on his show that these comments were made. So much of what we hear about a candidate is filtered by political bias and then we're asked to vote on this candidate. This year with the "Anyone's better than the incumbent" attitude, I'm worried that we will be "throwing the baby out with the bath water" by just voting for anyone new.
But at the same time, this is politics. A game of power. She's beat out the Republican candidate as we'll as being in a possition to beat the Democrat too.
In celebration of the fact that there's a Big Bang Theory marathon tonight and Season 4 starts next week. Plus one of my very favorite late night talk show hosts, the Scotish Conan guy :D, is going to be a part of the lauch of Season 4.
To say I'm happy is just about as big an understatement as I can make at this moment.
Anyway.
I thought I'd try an Interactive Blog Bedtime story.
It's not finished. Matter of fact it won't be until next week but well if you can begin to figure out the story line and the logic? Good for you. I'd be careful. The logic flow depends on those blue links. It's my blog. I can change it.
Before we go a step further.
Remember.
This is 12 dots and a blot.
Like my old ebay blog, 12 dogs and a blog?
It's a writer's journal.
Fact and fiction co exist here.
If you don't know which is which?
Do NOT ASSume.
Ask.
Hugs.
Writer Ann
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PS Hopefully I'll have the blue link thingys working by next week
I Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove, Kristen Bell. I'd love to see her on the LLS every single night.
That's why I'm starting the Twitter complain to get her on as a co host on the Late Late Show with tv's Craig Ferguson.
Kristen Bell. Co-host on the LLS with Kristen and Craig.
We've found the first guest for The New Late Late Show with Kristen.
Whitney wins the first Master Chef!
Sorry that I didn't write about this last night but we were watching the Big Brother finally so I didn't find out until today @ lunch.
LOL we knew this was going to happen when she won the competition for the best souffle.
Incase you missed it, the guy who lost made twice as many in the same amount time. Judges comments? His were fantastic. One of them even offered the guy a job.
In the real world you'd call this guy a Master Chef but in Ramsey World?
Well you can never be sure.
(warning to diabetics, this interview may cause hyperglycemic episode.)
Where to next? Well this is a food post about eating?
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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