Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Oh, no, I did NOT just go there.

I had Lasik surgery a few years ago, and as we all know that results in farsightedness. I've been experiencing some eyestrain as a result, so my doc prescribed some reading glasses for me. I've been using them at work. But it's annoying, because you have to remember to put them on when you sit down and take them off when you get up to walk somewhere.

The moment when I thought to myself, "You know...if I just had some sort of chain to hang these around my neck..." was one of the most horrifying moments of my life.

Holy Crap.

I got tagged...if you're reading this, consider yourself similarly tagged...

Megan passed on this madness to me...and I can't resist a questionnaire....

1. What is the ratio of sexy panties to granny panties currently in your possession?

Ummm, no? No.

2. Pretend you won one of those “make your dream come true” deals that Oprah is always giving away. What would you ask for?

A state of the art recording studio complete with top notch studio musicians, technicians and instructors.

3. Describe your high school days in one word.

Auditorium. I never left it. I was such a drama baby.

4. If you could shag any celebrity in the world, who would be your top three picks?

1) David Bowie
2) Robert Plant
3) Tricky

5. If you had all the money in the world, more than you could ever spend in four lifetimes, would you eat some??

Ewww. OK, I might roll in it a bit, but no way that filthy lucre is going in my mouth.

6. Tag Three People:
ok, I'm at work and don't have time for taggin' right now but I'll try to come back later...

Friday, August 26, 2005

She's beautiful when she's angry...



So I'm obsessively cleaning out my hall closet tonight, when DH walks in holding Freia wrapped in my feather boa. I had to run for my camera. She's so byuuuuu-tee-full. And so very, very pissed. ;)

I have been on such a cleaning jag. I'm finding things I never thought I would see again. And I was going back and forth on whether to have a yard sale. I really didn't want the aggravation, and I just want my space. So I took some things to Loaves and Fishes (like a Goodwill) and donated them, like Flylady suggests. Then I found out that my high school drama department is having a yard sale in November, and they're already accepting donations. It's perfect!! I was such a drama baby in school, and there's nothing around here I would rather support. So last week I took them a bunch of things; all the shoes I can't wear (barely worn Merrells...nice stuff). I have a feeling I'm going to have a nice big trunkload of stuff to bring them every week for a while.

A horrific realization ~ someone please prove me wrong.

It occurred to me while reading Dave Barry, a universal truth about jokes. They are all, every one of them, at someone's or some thing's expense. Now part of the horror of this, is that I have to wonder if I am the only person on earth who didn't know this. I mean, is that just a given? Or are there others out there to whom this might be a heart-rending, world-shifting epiphany?

I've heard the concept before, of course. The butt of a joke. The joke's on me. Making fun of someone, some group, some concept, some thing. But I always thought those kinds of jokes just weren't very nice. Now I am slapped in the face with the truth. That's the only kind of joke there is!

Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to the other side, you idiot. The part in italics is implied of course, but it's there. That's why the joke is funny. We are to imagine that someone watched a chicken crossing the road and couldn't grasp the concept that the reason for the crossing was the getting across. that person is the funny part, even if that person is ourselves.

When I made this realization, I got on the net and went to some jokes pages. Sure enough, not even one of the jokes I found were devoid of this element.

Well, I guess the jokes been on me all along.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

OK, maybe it wasn't that post...

Yesterday I was astonished to find myself actually crying at work, over some nasty things somebody said about me. That's just not like me. But today I'm doing the same thing, over something completely different. So maybe I'm just on some sort of emotional peak..the stirrings of menopause?...fallout from my last Reiki attunement?? I don't know. But this sucks:

Earlier this week we ran an obit in our paper for a 2-month old child. It was beautiful. The quotes from the child's mother were heart-wrenching. This morning, that young mother was killed in a car wreck.

It's just life, right? But sometimes life sucks in such a spectacular way that you just have to cry in appreciation for its artistry.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Hurtful comments.

I posted what I thought was a lighthearted jab at myself for being so musically obsessed, with a link asking for anyone who enjoys my work here on this blog to buy me some music. Kind of like "listener-supported" radio. I thought it was funny. I also thought my writing and photography might actually be worth something. Guess one person thought not. This is what someone said to me today:

" don't know if this is some kind of joke or if you really are a clueless, selfish, manipulative person. My opinion of you has radically changed. ..."

And then it got much worse, and I'm not going to repeat any more of it because it is too painful. It was an Anonymous, unsigned post.

Well, Anonymous, there's a hell of a lot you "don't know". What you said was hurtful and not true, but just in case anyone else out there had the same opinion of that post, I have removed it. I have spent this afternoon crying uncontrollably at work for the first time in my life.

Which brings up an interesting point. Is my psyche this delicate? That the comments of one person can send me into a crying jag? Or maybe that some of those insults rang true? Manipulative? No. I won't accept that one. I say what I mean, and mean what I say. But clueless? Yes. For most of my life it seems I have been standing on the sidelines of life, not really knowing the rules or really having any desire to play the game. And selfish? My dearest friends have always told me that I give too much.

What that person did to me today was just mean-spirited and wrong. I have my theory on who it might have been, but I'll never know the truth of that because of her cowardice. But it did force me to examine some things about myself. I came very close to deleting this entire blog today, because I just wanted to retreat into myself, again. I've worked too hard to do that though.

I'll keep up my blog, for myself and for my actual friends, at least until I get my web site up and running. I won't be anywhere near the Nutrisystem Bulletin Board.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Bad Poetry Day!!

Kyle let me know that today is indeed, Bad Poetry Day. And so, with apologies to T.S. Eliot, my contribution to the day:

The Love Song of D. Ugly Hospital Frocks

You better go then, you or your woman
Even though the "girls" are spread against cold metal
A patient pinned by her chest to a standing table

Yep, you better go
Time to get those tests run
In the smoky gray corridors of some hospital

Oh, do not ask, Will it hurt?
Go on and take off your shirt.

In the room the women come and go
Getting the dreaded mammo.

And indeed there will be time
For just about anything you like
Time for tit and time for tat
Time for your kids and time for your cat

In the room the women come and go
Getting the dreaded mammo.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Looks like I've got some growing up to do...naaaah





You Are 27 Years Old



27





Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.


Monday, August 15, 2005

Audio Blog: phone call from Page

Check out this phone call I got after sharing the newest Robert Plant and the Strange Sensation album with my oldest friend, Kyle.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Reiki II

I had my Reiki II attunement today, and participated in a fabulous Reiki share.

I was disappointed to realize that I left my camera at home!! I always have my camera! But I left it at the computer while downloading last night's pic. I could have had some great shots.

I should scan my certificate. But I'm going to bed. It's left me completely exhausted. In a good way. :)

Did I mention that I live in Alabama?



On my way back to Byron's tonight, this sign appeared by the side of the road. I'm sure it's portentous message will be carried to the educators of Alabama. :::sigh:::

In other news, The Second Saturday "Casual Gathering of Artists" was at an amazing antique shop at the Town Plaza Shopping Center in Sheffield tonight. Byron was in his element, since this particular shop dealt not only in fine antiques but also in artifacts of pop culture.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Watching the light play...



You should have seen her grab for this quartz crystal from a huge treasure chest full of costume jewelry; her eyes lit up like stars and she immediately said, "Let's go outside!" That's when I knew that biology notwithstanding, this child really is my granddaughter.

Learning her zills...



Sierra loved playing with Granna's finger cymbals.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

My D & D character

I've never played any sort of Dungeons and Dragons, or Magic games, but a friend of mine inspired me to take this online test, and here are the results:

I Am A: Chaotic Good Elf Bard Mage


Alignment:
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.


Race:
Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently concern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.


Primary Class:
Bards are the entertainers. They sing, dance, and play instruments to make other people happy, and, frequently, make money. They also tend to dabble in magic a bit.


Secondary Class:
Mages harness the magical energies for their own use. Spells, spell books, and long hours in the library are their loves. While often not physically strong, their mental talents can make up for this.


Deity:
Hanali Cenanil is the Chaotic Good elven goddess of love, beauty, and art. She is also known as the Heart of Gold and Lady Goldheart. Her followers delight in creation and youth, and work to spread happiness, love, and beauty. Their preferred weapon is the dagger.


Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy ofNeppyMan (e-mail)

I didn't know how worried I was, or even that I was worried at all about the space shuttle until I heard that it had landed safely. I felt this exhalation of air and my whole body relaxed.

And now, a picture of an overgrown shack:

Monday, August 08, 2005

Flying high...

I actually signed up on FlyLady, and it is actually helping me to get my house in some sort of order. I mean, by most standards, it's still a nightmare, but it feels pretty good to me.

I got a great workout this morning in the pool, and yoga rocked tonight.

I also got a promise from a Reiki master that I'll get my Reiki II attunement at the share on Sunday, and I'm pretty jazzed about that.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Internet ~ I'm leaving you.

I came to the horrible realization that my last couple of free weekends were spent on the net, surfing mindlessly, obsessively checking my email, reading every post on the BB, and my weeks are not much different. I'm having to do an intervention with myself. I'll still check my email at least once a day, but I'm getting off the net.

I've had the most wonderful weekend, just getting a start on cleaning and organizing my house. It's going to take a while, especially the basement, but I intend to become a hermit for the most part, and enjoy my time at home, creating space and possibilities.

I will be listening to Radio Paradise and if you love good music of all kinds, I highly recommend that you tune in!
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