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It's soooooo pretty here - I wish I had some cool pics for you! Click on the link for sky things.
... there's no place I'd rather be.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
eek!
Beating Obesity - Magazine - The Atlantic
Help! Seriously, help. I can't find my Discipline Gene. I let myself get away with being a fat slob and I'm SICK OF IT. help.
Help! Seriously, help. I can't find my Discipline Gene. I let myself get away with being a fat slob and I'm SICK OF IT. help.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
hee hee!
Two Sunday funnies for you!
http://punditkitchen.com/2010/04/11/political-pictures-barack-obama-hello-ladies/
HAHAHAH!!! Based on this:
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Hug your sibs!
I've got the best, sorry, you can't have them. I love my sibs!
Lost in Indiana....
Sisters are GREAT!
"A" Mountain in Arizona
Family is precious
I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful family!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Dalek love
Friday, April 2, 2010
Sports - Blue Jackets 2, Red Wings 3
Red Wings forward Johan Franzen had an assist in the win over the Blue Jackets tonight.
(KIRTHMON F. DOZIER/DFP)
Sports - Blue Jackets 2, Red Wings 3
It's been a loooooooong couple of days and the busyness will continue, but there are things to be glad about. The Wings right now are one!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Thurs
I was born in the wrong time. I feel most comfortable with objects, clothes, furniture, all kinds of things from early in the 20th century. Absolutely, to be sure, some things sucked harder than the QEII's bilge pump
Anyhoo, that's neither here nor there. Today started off GREAT. I went for a long and BRISK walk, a f#ckin' power walk, with Cinnamon, right past Bro's house, actually. It was waaaaaay too early to say Hi though, so we didn't stop. Seriously, this was at dawn. And it was great!
Work was good, lots of customers, busy day. We had a poetry event this evening, so it was an 11.5 hour day for me, which is chump change for loads of folks, but is hard-core for me. I was absolutely done. But then, Gina came in! Gina has had some recent tragedy that goes beyond comprehension. Lots to process. It was soooooooooo good to see her, I love Gina. She was meeting her sis and some friends for an Escapee Night Out and invited us to join. I declined at first, knowing I was PAST tired (and no dinner, let's just keep that in mind, eh?), but then thought, "Well, just a drink." Bad decision.
Not BAD-BAD, just... I feel like I got too easy with my words, let my guard down, said stupid shit, and ... probably wasn't as dignified as I like to wish I was. After just two glasses of tasty Zinfandel. And, still, no dinner. Now, I'm eating f#cking oatmeal as I type this.
I'm feeling really old and tawdry. I think I need to escape into another time. The Roaring Twenties, maybe.
like, gender roles, women's opportunities, race relations, minority rights - geezus, those things were all abhorrently bad. I just really liked the look of things, I guess. Or I just miss my childhood. I don't want my younger days to have been my golden years. Geez, there were some really good things about my childhhod, though.
Anyhoo, that's neither here nor there. Today started off GREAT. I went for a long and BRISK walk, a f#ckin' power walk, with Cinnamon, right past Bro's house, actually. It was waaaaaay too early to say Hi though, so we didn't stop. Seriously, this was at dawn. And it was great!
Work was good, lots of customers, busy day. We had a poetry event this evening, so it was an 11.5 hour day for me, which is chump change for loads of folks, but is hard-core for me. I was absolutely done. But then, Gina came in! Gina has had some recent tragedy that goes beyond comprehension. Lots to process. It was soooooooooo good to see her, I love Gina. She was meeting her sis and some friends for an Escapee Night Out and invited us to join. I declined at first, knowing I was PAST tired (and no dinner, let's just keep that in mind, eh?), but then thought, "Well, just a drink." Bad decision.
Not BAD-BAD, just... I feel like I got too easy with my words, let my guard down, said stupid shit, and ... probably wasn't as dignified as I like to wish I was. After just two glasses of tasty Zinfandel. And, still, no dinner. Now, I'm eating f#cking oatmeal as I type this.
I'm feeling really old and tawdry. I think I need to escape into another time. The Roaring Twenties, maybe.
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