April 29, 2006 – 20:58
Jade is finally doing my taxes … so I have to sit at my computer too. Equal torture, he says. Well, I’ve fooled him … I’m doing crafts and watching a movie ... heh!
I love Lethal Weapon 4 … hee hee hee!
So I’ve talked with my clients and confirmed that I am working for them. Apparently, they are extremely relieved about getting me to work for them, because they tried to hire somebody to look after their lawn, and there is nobody available. (I’m not so sure about that, but it’s not my worry to hire competition.) Anyway, what we’ve worked out is that I will work on their beds first and foremost and if they haven’t found somebody for the lawns when I catch up with that, then I’ll do them for them.
Oh, I hope I can work fast on the beds. I have a feeling that watering is going to be the main issue. I’ll pull what weeds that managed to struggle up, and then water the crap out of everything.
Oops, Jade got tired of repeating himself and turned the movie off. Darn it. Stupid torture. This isn’t fun anymore.
Ran out of Barq’s. Holding off the withdrawal symptoms with Coke.
Oh, now doesn’t that create an interesting picture?
I really have to schedule myself better. Now that I am working outside the house, I’ll have to be more careful about my minutes. Hmm ... I can get the house clean before leaving for the client’s house if I stay awake when I see Jade off in the morning. Then I can work while it’s still cool. (To say that the client gets almost 24 hr sun on most of the property is not a far-fetched exaggeration.) Then I can come home and rest during the high UV hours … and go back out to work on MY flower beds. Then I can come in and write for a bit before supper. Yeah, that could work.
Now I just have to make myself do it!
…
This claiming to be self-employed is a pain in the butt! Maybe I should just get Jade to claim me as a regular employee and worry about paying them back later. But the Auditor suggested that it would be better to do it this way. Huh. Right. Better for who? ‘Cause it’s sure not easy from this end. The program isn’t letting me write anything off! Grrr …
I hope this all works out without my getting audited myself. What a pain in the butt! (And I’m not even the one doing them!!)
I wonder if this project is going to be as popular as I think they will be. I tried to ask Lynne, but I forgot that she was out doing a fundraising thing for her team. Roller Derby. That’s what the girl is a part of. That’s all I’ve got to say about that.
I’ll find out from her later. And if I forget to ask, well, then I’ll work it out later.
Just add it to one of the many lists that I have going.
Used to write lists all the time as a kid and teen. My mother used to tease me about them. I told her that they were the reason why I have such nice handwriting. She would snort about that, but never argued.
It’s a darn good thing that I’m going to have that two week holiday at the end of July … it just might keep me healthy enough to survive the Thoroughbred Meet. Otherwise, I’d just stress myself out worrying about all the stress I’ll be dealing with – the schedule, the trainer’s stress, the total lack of seeing my boyfriend, my home or my cat! And the complete shut down of almost all communications with my friends. What can I say? working seven days a week sucks!!
I’m going back to making my lists …
Sweet Dreams!
Saturday, April 29, 2006
If you are going to fight, CLASH!
April 26, 2006 – 10:21 – Happy Birthday, Erin!
Hope I remembered your name correctly … been a while since I spoke about you!
(Lea’s) Personality is 20/2
You appear friendly and unpretentious. You have a soft and warm exterior. Others perceive you as gentle, safe harbor. People are drawn to you because, among other reasons, you appear warm and unthreatening.
Your dress is neat and clean. Your clothing should be comfortable, soft, and flowing. You should avoid plain and understated clothes. Make an effort to be a little more daring and exciting in your appearance. This will balance nicely with your perceptive and open personality.
The opposite sex is attracted to your gentle and attentive nature, yet senses the passion beneath your surface. You have sex appeal.
Exercise is important to your appearance and to promote the level of strength you radiate.
You are very patient and understanding, and a wonderful listener. You make others feel important and loved.
You are sensitive and become tense in a disharmonious atmosphere. You have experienced quite a bit of negative criticism as a child, which made you shy growing up. Though you may be well past that shyness, a bit of the vulnerability has remained with you and is often sensed by others.
You are a peacemaker. Arguments leave you drained. People sense your desire for harmony. But you must avoid being the blank tablet for others' projections. People may underestimate your strength, but this is a mistake. You are strong. You bend, but don't break.
You have a fine sense of beauty and excellent taste. There is a grace in your movements, reflecting your keen sense of harmony and refinement.
I found this report sample pleasantly amusing. Lynne had already given me a full report, but I like to check every now and then to see if things are different. What do you think?
I went for a lovely morning stroll to my parents’ house. No better hair dryer than sunshine and a light breeze. I came back with a lawn edger and some supplies for a project that I had panned on a long time ago. I’d actually forgotten about it until my dad gave me the materials that I was looking for.
Came home and sat down for a bit, to check mail and to eat something. I haven’t been eating a lot lately. Haven’t needed the energy, I guess. I grab a snack now and then … but nothing filling. Ran off a couple of reports and passed one on to Lynne. She came online and we soon got into an argument. * rolls eyes*
Why is it that whenever I put my foot down about something, and refuse to change my mind, people accuse me of being bitchy? She also accused me of being unsupportive. That was silly and untrue. I have supported her as best as I could whenever she needed me. I didn’t think this was something she needed my support in, and said so. She promptly tried to make me feel guilty about it. And then left when I didn’t do that either. (At least that's what it looked like.) It’s silly though … I am beginning to mentally cringe at the idea of talking to her – and that bothers me.
Anyway, I have some yard to work on, and the tool I need to work it. And a cat that is driving me insane with his want to go Out. Time to get to it.
April 28, 2006 – 09:41
Happy Belated Birthday to my littlest brother, Lawrence. It’s a pity that I have no idea where you live or how to contact you to actually pass on my wishes to you. I think you are 12 now. Wonder if the shirt I bought for you still fits?
Lynne, there are a couple more Victoria Frances Favole prints available if you want them. You can order them through The Shepherd. Just tell him that they are on page 506 of the current Previews catalog. (One is a picture of an Elizabethan woman – which I love, and the other is a huddled raven girl with two ravens – which I’m sure you would adore.)
Well, I got some stuff done in the yard … grass pulled away from a monkshood that was growing out of the lawn in the front, some weeds pulled at the side of the house, earwigs discovered. No, that’s not a flower, that’s a very ugly bug … and I will get rid of them diabolically if they are ever found inside my home. I have bad memories of the things.
It’s supposed to rain all weekend though so I have to move my butt and get the barrel cleaned out. If I don’t take advantage of it’s emptiness, I’ll never get it properly cleaned out … at least, not with getting soaked and half drowning myself.
Also, have to get that note out to my ex-landlord about their yard work. I NEED that income! I’ll do it this morning … then I have no excuse.
I’m hoping to get out to Wallish’s to check out the flowers that they have available. But if it’s rainy … I might wait for a nicer day … and some cash. Not happy with the broke thing. I promised myself that I’d never be in this situation again. Granted, I have the advantage of Jade helping me out, but I don’t view that as fair, no matter how well I keep house.
I need to get my writing in gear. If I can manage that then I can have my dream job. And I will still have an income when I decide to start a family. Hopefully, this book that I am ordering through Happy Harbor will be able to help me with that.
I will also have more craft time and I can guarantee myself to have lots of crafts on hand for the Annual Sale. I’ve got my second craft almost completed now. It’s almost a quickie craft and I intend on getting a couple more colours done in this design. Meanwhile, I’m still trying to figure out how to manage the Peep coasters. I need a larger picture, I think. That might help me transfer it to a slightly more blocky state.
Well, have to get my butt in gear and get that note out. This will require that I get dressed first. They don’t pay me enough to deliver their notices clad only in a robe.
23:29
Well, I meant to plant the cukes and the strawberries this afternoon, but as I was in the middle of washing out my rain barrel, I got a call.
And found myself, about two hours later, playing a fair game of golf. We didn’t get home until 20:00. Spot gave us an evil glare as we came in the door. He was not impressed to have his afternoon outside cut so short. Oh, well … he’ll have tomorrow. So will the plants.
I gave the notice to my new “clients” (sounds better than ex-landlord, doesn’t it?) that I would be working their yard for the next month. I reminded them to turn the water on, because I’m very sure that they haven’t done that yet. Which is sad … it was such a dry winter … I hope the plants survived. Those people are so odd. They want a nice looking yard, but they don’t do anything themselves to keep it. The only the reason that the lilac bush has lasted as long as it has is because they dump their leftover drinking water on it when they come back from their jogging or biking.
Weirdoes. At least they don’t complain when I soak things with the hose.
Lynne sent out her famous Friendship Friday notes … she says she still loves me even though we argue. Well, we’ve agreed on something at last. (smile)
* yawn *
Bedtime.
Sweet Dreams!
Hope I remembered your name correctly … been a while since I spoke about you!
(Lea’s) Personality is 20/2
You appear friendly and unpretentious. You have a soft and warm exterior. Others perceive you as gentle, safe harbor. People are drawn to you because, among other reasons, you appear warm and unthreatening.
Your dress is neat and clean. Your clothing should be comfortable, soft, and flowing. You should avoid plain and understated clothes. Make an effort to be a little more daring and exciting in your appearance. This will balance nicely with your perceptive and open personality.
The opposite sex is attracted to your gentle and attentive nature, yet senses the passion beneath your surface. You have sex appeal.
Exercise is important to your appearance and to promote the level of strength you radiate.
You are very patient and understanding, and a wonderful listener. You make others feel important and loved.
You are sensitive and become tense in a disharmonious atmosphere. You have experienced quite a bit of negative criticism as a child, which made you shy growing up. Though you may be well past that shyness, a bit of the vulnerability has remained with you and is often sensed by others.
You are a peacemaker. Arguments leave you drained. People sense your desire for harmony. But you must avoid being the blank tablet for others' projections. People may underestimate your strength, but this is a mistake. You are strong. You bend, but don't break.
You have a fine sense of beauty and excellent taste. There is a grace in your movements, reflecting your keen sense of harmony and refinement.
I found this report sample pleasantly amusing. Lynne had already given me a full report, but I like to check every now and then to see if things are different. What do you think?
I went for a lovely morning stroll to my parents’ house. No better hair dryer than sunshine and a light breeze. I came back with a lawn edger and some supplies for a project that I had panned on a long time ago. I’d actually forgotten about it until my dad gave me the materials that I was looking for.
Came home and sat down for a bit, to check mail and to eat something. I haven’t been eating a lot lately. Haven’t needed the energy, I guess. I grab a snack now and then … but nothing filling. Ran off a couple of reports and passed one on to Lynne. She came online and we soon got into an argument. * rolls eyes*
Why is it that whenever I put my foot down about something, and refuse to change my mind, people accuse me of being bitchy? She also accused me of being unsupportive. That was silly and untrue. I have supported her as best as I could whenever she needed me. I didn’t think this was something she needed my support in, and said so. She promptly tried to make me feel guilty about it. And then left when I didn’t do that either. (At least that's what it looked like.) It’s silly though … I am beginning to mentally cringe at the idea of talking to her – and that bothers me.
Anyway, I have some yard to work on, and the tool I need to work it. And a cat that is driving me insane with his want to go Out. Time to get to it.
April 28, 2006 – 09:41
Happy Belated Birthday to my littlest brother, Lawrence. It’s a pity that I have no idea where you live or how to contact you to actually pass on my wishes to you. I think you are 12 now. Wonder if the shirt I bought for you still fits?
Lynne, there are a couple more Victoria Frances Favole prints available if you want them. You can order them through The Shepherd. Just tell him that they are on page 506 of the current Previews catalog. (One is a picture of an Elizabethan woman – which I love, and the other is a huddled raven girl with two ravens – which I’m sure you would adore.)
Well, I got some stuff done in the yard … grass pulled away from a monkshood that was growing out of the lawn in the front, some weeds pulled at the side of the house, earwigs discovered. No, that’s not a flower, that’s a very ugly bug … and I will get rid of them diabolically if they are ever found inside my home. I have bad memories of the things.
It’s supposed to rain all weekend though so I have to move my butt and get the barrel cleaned out. If I don’t take advantage of it’s emptiness, I’ll never get it properly cleaned out … at least, not with getting soaked and half drowning myself.
Also, have to get that note out to my ex-landlord about their yard work. I NEED that income! I’ll do it this morning … then I have no excuse.
I’m hoping to get out to Wallish’s to check out the flowers that they have available. But if it’s rainy … I might wait for a nicer day … and some cash. Not happy with the broke thing. I promised myself that I’d never be in this situation again. Granted, I have the advantage of Jade helping me out, but I don’t view that as fair, no matter how well I keep house.
I need to get my writing in gear. If I can manage that then I can have my dream job. And I will still have an income when I decide to start a family. Hopefully, this book that I am ordering through Happy Harbor will be able to help me with that.
I will also have more craft time and I can guarantee myself to have lots of crafts on hand for the Annual Sale. I’ve got my second craft almost completed now. It’s almost a quickie craft and I intend on getting a couple more colours done in this design. Meanwhile, I’m still trying to figure out how to manage the Peep coasters. I need a larger picture, I think. That might help me transfer it to a slightly more blocky state.
Well, have to get my butt in gear and get that note out. This will require that I get dressed first. They don’t pay me enough to deliver their notices clad only in a robe.
23:29
Well, I meant to plant the cukes and the strawberries this afternoon, but as I was in the middle of washing out my rain barrel, I got a call.
And found myself, about two hours later, playing a fair game of golf. We didn’t get home until 20:00. Spot gave us an evil glare as we came in the door. He was not impressed to have his afternoon outside cut so short. Oh, well … he’ll have tomorrow. So will the plants.
I gave the notice to my new “clients” (sounds better than ex-landlord, doesn’t it?) that I would be working their yard for the next month. I reminded them to turn the water on, because I’m very sure that they haven’t done that yet. Which is sad … it was such a dry winter … I hope the plants survived. Those people are so odd. They want a nice looking yard, but they don’t do anything themselves to keep it. The only the reason that the lilac bush has lasted as long as it has is because they dump their leftover drinking water on it when they come back from their jogging or biking.
Weirdoes. At least they don’t complain when I soak things with the hose.
Lynne sent out her famous Friendship Friday notes … she says she still loves me even though we argue. Well, we’ve agreed on something at last. (smile)
* yawn *
Bedtime.
Sweet Dreams!
Friday, April 21, 2006
Snow White and Cinderella Don't Live Here
April 20, 2006 – 10:54
Ugh.
No, really.
Now is not a good time for me to be out of work. Between Jade’s birthday present to himself – which he’s really pleased with and hasn’t stopped drooling over, the cost of repairing the one it replaced – because we kept it, and all the other usual bills that I’m not helping with right now … well … now is not a good time to be out of work.
I could go get a job on the track. There has to SOMEBODY that needs help and I could suck it up for a month. But I’m having trouble convincing myself to go back to the hours involved. I LIKE seeing Jade and spending time with him for more than three nights a week. I LIKE knowing that I don’t have to try and get things done in one day because I only have one day off a week – especially since I’ll be working seven days a week soon enough. I LIKE knowing that I’m keeping up with more than my share of the housework instead of Jade having to do it all because I have neither the time or the energy. I know that he likes that part too.
I also know that we can afford to squeeze by financially until the Thoroughbreds come in and I start my other job. I just know that we don’t really want to.
I don’t want to go back to another temp job. I don’t want to get attached to horses that I might not get to work with again – even if I do go back to that particular barn. I wish I could find somebody who was willing to hang on to a good thing (me) and offer me the same respect of loyalty that I give them. Thought I had it. I was wrong. Haven’t come close to it since.
This brings to mind another question. If we can’t survive the short time I’ve been (and may continue to be) off work – how are we going to survive my not working when I quit work to start a family? Well, I’m doing my best to reduce costs here at home. I’m eating less, the heat stays down, we’re eating more home cooked meals, I’m going to be maintaining a garden (which means I’ll probably have to learn to do some canning) and I keep things clean. All he has to do is budget his own spending.
Still, I need my own cash flow. But outside of the track, where will I find a job that will only hire me for a month? I still have SOME money from my far away last payday, but it’s not going to last that long. I know Jade will give me whatever I need, but I’ve gotten used to having my own and don’t wanna ask for any more than I have to. And anybody that owes me money is not in a position to pay me back. Wasn’t gonna depend on that anyhow.
Hmmm… the quandary of it all.
Ah, something’ll come up. I’m stressing, that’s all. I don’t think it’s as bad as I think it to be. I just like to worry things to death.
Supposed to be very nice out today. We’ll see. I plan on planting a few things today for sure. Just need to work out what goes where.
Hey! It’s already 15C outside! I’m gonna get out there now! (The highest UV points of the day that Usually avoid, but I have a lot of hade in my yard still … should be okay.) As long as the wind stays down, I should be good for heat.
April 21, 2006 – 15:06 – Happy Birthday, Jade!!
Nice day out. Very little light, but also very little wind. I can deal with that. Being warm can be a very powerful thing too.
Well, it’s been a busy day so far … I watered the garden and flower beds, refilled the bird bath, scritched the neighbour’s dog, washed all the upstairs glass (whew!), dusted the living room and dining room (I missed a few high spots, but I can get them later.), washed the dishes, and am currently waiting for a cake to bake. I’m taking a break and sitting at the computer for a bit. So there. When the break is done, I’ll make Jell-o, put the last of my books away, wash the floors, vacuum, wash the dishes I dirtied with the cake mix and start thinking about supper. At some point, I hope to find a quiet moment to sit in the craft room. I STILL haven’t found my craft booklets. It’s driving me batty. Maybe they are in with the books or something. Maybe it’s in that box that Spot has been sleeping on. I know that they are here somewhere!!
I’m going to be designing a coaster for Lynne. (I think I may have mentioned this.) Peeps coasters. Including a few special ones – like camo-Peep, and buckle-Peep … maybe have-gun-don’t-piss-me-off-Peep. I’m better at designing signs, etc, but I think I can manage this.
Jade has managed to slip out of work early and gone golfing with his Dad. He invited me to come along … actually booked a tee time for me. Too bad he never told me ‘til this afternoon. I told him to go have a game with his Dad and he said he’d make time to play a game with me later.
Pity that he’s talking about golf.
Two weeks until FCBD!!! YAY!!! I’m looking forward to this. The Shepherd asked if I’d be dressing up … but I don’t know. I don’t think so this year … I’ll just wear the FCBD T-shirt and some nice fitting pants .. will that be good enough? Might even wear pig tails. Never know.
Wonder how he’s going to manage the BBQ? They are on a second floor …
18:26
Whew! Got a lot of work done! And all in good time too. Jade should be done his golf soon and will be coming home. Well, he’d better be impressed … Or I’ll be cleaning up the blood with his … well, depends on how much blood there is …
I don’t think I’m going to find a quiet moment in the craft room … at least, not until later tonight, but I’m gonna get those books put away. I’m SO tired of boxes!!
Well, I’d better get my butt in gear and get my last chore done. Then I can relax a bit … maybe ice the cake. Who knows? I might even get the chance to dress up nicely …
Nah. Clean house, dirty girlfriend … Love me or leave me.
Sweet Dreams!
Ugh.
No, really.
Now is not a good time for me to be out of work. Between Jade’s birthday present to himself – which he’s really pleased with and hasn’t stopped drooling over, the cost of repairing the one it replaced – because we kept it, and all the other usual bills that I’m not helping with right now … well … now is not a good time to be out of work.
I could go get a job on the track. There has to SOMEBODY that needs help and I could suck it up for a month. But I’m having trouble convincing myself to go back to the hours involved. I LIKE seeing Jade and spending time with him for more than three nights a week. I LIKE knowing that I don’t have to try and get things done in one day because I only have one day off a week – especially since I’ll be working seven days a week soon enough. I LIKE knowing that I’m keeping up with more than my share of the housework instead of Jade having to do it all because I have neither the time or the energy. I know that he likes that part too.
I also know that we can afford to squeeze by financially until the Thoroughbreds come in and I start my other job. I just know that we don’t really want to.
I don’t want to go back to another temp job. I don’t want to get attached to horses that I might not get to work with again – even if I do go back to that particular barn. I wish I could find somebody who was willing to hang on to a good thing (me) and offer me the same respect of loyalty that I give them. Thought I had it. I was wrong. Haven’t come close to it since.
This brings to mind another question. If we can’t survive the short time I’ve been (and may continue to be) off work – how are we going to survive my not working when I quit work to start a family? Well, I’m doing my best to reduce costs here at home. I’m eating less, the heat stays down, we’re eating more home cooked meals, I’m going to be maintaining a garden (which means I’ll probably have to learn to do some canning) and I keep things clean. All he has to do is budget his own spending.
Still, I need my own cash flow. But outside of the track, where will I find a job that will only hire me for a month? I still have SOME money from my far away last payday, but it’s not going to last that long. I know Jade will give me whatever I need, but I’ve gotten used to having my own and don’t wanna ask for any more than I have to. And anybody that owes me money is not in a position to pay me back. Wasn’t gonna depend on that anyhow.
Hmmm… the quandary of it all.
Ah, something’ll come up. I’m stressing, that’s all. I don’t think it’s as bad as I think it to be. I just like to worry things to death.
Supposed to be very nice out today. We’ll see. I plan on planting a few things today for sure. Just need to work out what goes where.
Hey! It’s already 15C outside! I’m gonna get out there now! (The highest UV points of the day that Usually avoid, but I have a lot of hade in my yard still … should be okay.) As long as the wind stays down, I should be good for heat.
April 21, 2006 – 15:06 – Happy Birthday, Jade!!
Nice day out. Very little light, but also very little wind. I can deal with that. Being warm can be a very powerful thing too.
Well, it’s been a busy day so far … I watered the garden and flower beds, refilled the bird bath, scritched the neighbour’s dog, washed all the upstairs glass (whew!), dusted the living room and dining room (I missed a few high spots, but I can get them later.), washed the dishes, and am currently waiting for a cake to bake. I’m taking a break and sitting at the computer for a bit. So there. When the break is done, I’ll make Jell-o, put the last of my books away, wash the floors, vacuum, wash the dishes I dirtied with the cake mix and start thinking about supper. At some point, I hope to find a quiet moment to sit in the craft room. I STILL haven’t found my craft booklets. It’s driving me batty. Maybe they are in with the books or something. Maybe it’s in that box that Spot has been sleeping on. I know that they are here somewhere!!
I’m going to be designing a coaster for Lynne. (I think I may have mentioned this.) Peeps coasters. Including a few special ones – like camo-Peep, and buckle-Peep … maybe have-gun-don’t-piss-me-off-Peep. I’m better at designing signs, etc, but I think I can manage this.
Jade has managed to slip out of work early and gone golfing with his Dad. He invited me to come along … actually booked a tee time for me. Too bad he never told me ‘til this afternoon. I told him to go have a game with his Dad and he said he’d make time to play a game with me later.
Pity that he’s talking about golf.
Two weeks until FCBD!!! YAY!!! I’m looking forward to this. The Shepherd asked if I’d be dressing up … but I don’t know. I don’t think so this year … I’ll just wear the FCBD T-shirt and some nice fitting pants .. will that be good enough? Might even wear pig tails. Never know.
Wonder how he’s going to manage the BBQ? They are on a second floor …
18:26
Whew! Got a lot of work done! And all in good time too. Jade should be done his golf soon and will be coming home. Well, he’d better be impressed … Or I’ll be cleaning up the blood with his … well, depends on how much blood there is …
I don’t think I’m going to find a quiet moment in the craft room … at least, not until later tonight, but I’m gonna get those books put away. I’m SO tired of boxes!!
Well, I’d better get my butt in gear and get my last chore done. Then I can relax a bit … maybe ice the cake. Who knows? I might even get the chance to dress up nicely …
Nah. Clean house, dirty girlfriend … Love me or leave me.
Sweet Dreams!
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Take My Cat ... PLEASE!
April 18, 2006 – 13:22 – Happy Birthday, Albert!!
My mother bailed on me. She must have decided that she could no longer get away with saying nothing, so she told me that she had absolutely no interest in my sale project. (Or is that project sale?) She said she was too busy with her yard right now. Oh. Right. That’s why she’s calling up Aunt Isabel and telling her that she’s got great ideas for her yard/house/etc.
I admit that I’m disappointed. But I also figure that she’ll come around when she sees how much I’ve gotten done with it and that I’m actually serious. Lynne and Aunt Jane are still in this with me and I’m going to work even harder to make this all work. I’m very confident in this. A new feeling. And I like it.
Spot is driving me batty to get outside. I think I’ll go plant something. It’s not too early for seeds … but I haven’t quite decided how I want to arrange things. I’ll plant the raspberry bushes though. They should be fine. All I have to do now is decide where to put the strawberry plants.
15:00
Okay, Spot’s been outside, I got the raspberry planted, and managed to stir up some dirt for a little bit of planting. I even got a circle cut out of the grass around my oak tree. I think it’s starting to bud. I sure hope so. I’ve always wanted an oak tree. Anyway, taking that circle out around it will make it much easier for it to get water and it won’t have to fight the grass for it. That’s a pet peeve … people who plant trees and then don’t take proper care of them. Or move onto a property with trees and complain about how it’s killing the grass. I hear that a lot about evergreens.
Hello?
Yes, the soil is a bit more acidic with the needle drop, but that isn’t what is killing the grass! It’s the fight for water! Water the tree a bit more, stupid! (If you don't like paying for the extra water coming from a sprinkler and you think it's all running away from the tree anyway, then make a hole close to the trunk and stick in a length of PVC or ABS pipe. You can pour water into that and it will go straight to the roots.) Things will grow under those trees. I had a lovely flower garden growing under mine! It was really looking good when I left … more the pity. Didn’t even know what some of it was …
Need an edger to take more grass out at the front. We want to extend the flowerbed along the fence – so we don’t have to try to mow or snip around it. (I think I’ve said this before.) I also want to put a circle around the boulevard tree. This property has really nice soil to work with. Needs more earth worms though. I wonder if there is a place where you can buy some? I know you can buy lady bugs to fight aphids …
Mother-in-law is going to give me their composter. She says the city gave it to them and they don’t use it.
Where the heck was I when they were doing this????
I can’t wait to start planting … I’m going to be more careful about it this year. I don’t have to plant the whole pack! Just a few here and there. Have to go out and get the cucumber seeds though … I forgot those. And still have to buy tomato plants. Those will come later though.
Lady of Blessings … my cat is driving me crazy.
I slept until almost 09:30 today. I couldn’t believe it. That’s one way to make the day go by faster. Yesterday, I stayed awake when Jade left for work and the day seemed ever so much longer. I should have taken a nap, but I didn’t.
An old friend came over yesterday and tried to help us network our computers. Turns out that my computer is a horrid old bat who, even when she recognizes the other computer as existing, refuses to share anything or connect with it. My computer – the Everlasting Spinster. Don’t know what’s wrong with her or what’s missing in her programming. Turns out we might be able to share our printer at least if it’s hooked up to my computer and the other one asks to use it. It seems that she might allow for that.
Well, I think I’ll get the floor swept and washed before I settle down for a good game, or whatever, on the computer. Might even get the dishes done too. Should get something done before the Bacon Man comes home.
Heh.
16:00
There. Dishes done, floors swept, kitty litter cleaned, and garbage gathered. I’ll save the swiffering and washing of the floors, gathering the recycling, and washing the windows for tomorrow. Well, okay, I might do the windows tonight … who knows?
Tonight, I plan on getting the garbage in the garage ready for a trip to the dump. My father-in-law is going and he’s offered to take some of our stuff too. Grand! Finally! A chance to clean up the mess! I want to make a pile for sale, a pile for the Bissell Centre and a “heave-ho” pile. That old stove will go into the h-h pile. So will the fridge in the basement, if we can get it out. If it was working it would be a Barq’s fridge ... but it doesn’t, so it’s useless and is taking up space.
The previous tenants are still getting mail here. They still get more mail here than we do. I talked to one of their relatives down the street and she said that they didn’t put in a change of address because their current place is temporary. I told her that was silly – especially during tax season. All they had to do was arrange for the mail to be sent to the temp address and then get it switched to the permanent one when they moved again. Meanwhile, I’ve been dropping loads of mail, junk mail, and magazines into the mailbox to return to sender. This wastes my time, the mailing company’s time, and the postman’s time. Heck, they didn’t even ask me to just pass it on to the relative down the street. Idiots.
18:00
I am determined to write something tonight. Absolutely determined. I write better in the evenings anyway … I think. It’s just a matter of getting my self into “the zone”.
I keep thinking about how my aunt was impressed by my paintings. It still kind of stuns me. I really didn’t think they were that good. I mean, so many other students in the class did so much better then me. Perhaps I should consider that as a hobby too. I’ve often felt the urge to bring home a canvas and some paint, but have been able to curb it with the “knowledge” that I was clumsy at such things. Now … well, it’ll be harder to talk myself out of it. The problem will be to figure out what to draw …
That’s my problem with a lot of my abilities. They lack focus. I used to love to draw and doodle when I was younger … but I could never decide on a subject. I’m good at poetry, but can never think of anything to write about. Writing was a bit easier. All I do is start with a single thought … start rambling until I build a picture of something and go from there. Now, it’s easier. The problem now is focusing it so that the reader can follow it. I do tend to digress quite a bit.
Crap, I forgot about my Character History … good thing I wasn’t playing last week (thank you, family dinner night) I’ll have to get that done right away too. Tonight, if I can’t focus on my FF story.
So … I was thinking of creating a schedule for my days … I don’t have as much to do or to work around as Lynne does, but there’s still a lot on my plate. And I seem to float through the day. Doing bits of this and that … having a spurt of energy and then floating around doing basically nothing. I’m proud of myself today for not playing any games on the computer. I got a lot of small things done. Tomorrow, I’ll get even more done. I might even nag Jade about getting my income tax started. Still don’t know if I am officially considered self-employed or not, but we can get things started and make adjustments later. I just want an idea of whether or not I owe anything. I’d rather hear that I’m getting something back, but it would be nice to know. I like to create a bit of suspense, but I don’t handle it very well myself.
Well, I should go and get a few things done before supper …
Sweet Dreams!
My mother bailed on me. She must have decided that she could no longer get away with saying nothing, so she told me that she had absolutely no interest in my sale project. (Or is that project sale?) She said she was too busy with her yard right now. Oh. Right. That’s why she’s calling up Aunt Isabel and telling her that she’s got great ideas for her yard/house/etc.
I admit that I’m disappointed. But I also figure that she’ll come around when she sees how much I’ve gotten done with it and that I’m actually serious. Lynne and Aunt Jane are still in this with me and I’m going to work even harder to make this all work. I’m very confident in this. A new feeling. And I like it.
Spot is driving me batty to get outside. I think I’ll go plant something. It’s not too early for seeds … but I haven’t quite decided how I want to arrange things. I’ll plant the raspberry bushes though. They should be fine. All I have to do now is decide where to put the strawberry plants.
15:00
Okay, Spot’s been outside, I got the raspberry planted, and managed to stir up some dirt for a little bit of planting. I even got a circle cut out of the grass around my oak tree. I think it’s starting to bud. I sure hope so. I’ve always wanted an oak tree. Anyway, taking that circle out around it will make it much easier for it to get water and it won’t have to fight the grass for it. That’s a pet peeve … people who plant trees and then don’t take proper care of them. Or move onto a property with trees and complain about how it’s killing the grass. I hear that a lot about evergreens.
Hello?
Yes, the soil is a bit more acidic with the needle drop, but that isn’t what is killing the grass! It’s the fight for water! Water the tree a bit more, stupid! (If you don't like paying for the extra water coming from a sprinkler and you think it's all running away from the tree anyway, then make a hole close to the trunk and stick in a length of PVC or ABS pipe. You can pour water into that and it will go straight to the roots.) Things will grow under those trees. I had a lovely flower garden growing under mine! It was really looking good when I left … more the pity. Didn’t even know what some of it was …
Need an edger to take more grass out at the front. We want to extend the flowerbed along the fence – so we don’t have to try to mow or snip around it. (I think I’ve said this before.) I also want to put a circle around the boulevard tree. This property has really nice soil to work with. Needs more earth worms though. I wonder if there is a place where you can buy some? I know you can buy lady bugs to fight aphids …
Mother-in-law is going to give me their composter. She says the city gave it to them and they don’t use it.
Where the heck was I when they were doing this????
I can’t wait to start planting … I’m going to be more careful about it this year. I don’t have to plant the whole pack! Just a few here and there. Have to go out and get the cucumber seeds though … I forgot those. And still have to buy tomato plants. Those will come later though.
Lady of Blessings … my cat is driving me crazy.
I slept until almost 09:30 today. I couldn’t believe it. That’s one way to make the day go by faster. Yesterday, I stayed awake when Jade left for work and the day seemed ever so much longer. I should have taken a nap, but I didn’t.
An old friend came over yesterday and tried to help us network our computers. Turns out that my computer is a horrid old bat who, even when she recognizes the other computer as existing, refuses to share anything or connect with it. My computer – the Everlasting Spinster. Don’t know what’s wrong with her or what’s missing in her programming. Turns out we might be able to share our printer at least if it’s hooked up to my computer and the other one asks to use it. It seems that she might allow for that.
Well, I think I’ll get the floor swept and washed before I settle down for a good game, or whatever, on the computer. Might even get the dishes done too. Should get something done before the Bacon Man comes home.
Heh.
16:00
There. Dishes done, floors swept, kitty litter cleaned, and garbage gathered. I’ll save the swiffering and washing of the floors, gathering the recycling, and washing the windows for tomorrow. Well, okay, I might do the windows tonight … who knows?
Tonight, I plan on getting the garbage in the garage ready for a trip to the dump. My father-in-law is going and he’s offered to take some of our stuff too. Grand! Finally! A chance to clean up the mess! I want to make a pile for sale, a pile for the Bissell Centre and a “heave-ho” pile. That old stove will go into the h-h pile. So will the fridge in the basement, if we can get it out. If it was working it would be a Barq’s fridge ... but it doesn’t, so it’s useless and is taking up space.
The previous tenants are still getting mail here. They still get more mail here than we do. I talked to one of their relatives down the street and she said that they didn’t put in a change of address because their current place is temporary. I told her that was silly – especially during tax season. All they had to do was arrange for the mail to be sent to the temp address and then get it switched to the permanent one when they moved again. Meanwhile, I’ve been dropping loads of mail, junk mail, and magazines into the mailbox to return to sender. This wastes my time, the mailing company’s time, and the postman’s time. Heck, they didn’t even ask me to just pass it on to the relative down the street. Idiots.
18:00
I am determined to write something tonight. Absolutely determined. I write better in the evenings anyway … I think. It’s just a matter of getting my self into “the zone”.
I keep thinking about how my aunt was impressed by my paintings. It still kind of stuns me. I really didn’t think they were that good. I mean, so many other students in the class did so much better then me. Perhaps I should consider that as a hobby too. I’ve often felt the urge to bring home a canvas and some paint, but have been able to curb it with the “knowledge” that I was clumsy at such things. Now … well, it’ll be harder to talk myself out of it. The problem will be to figure out what to draw …
That’s my problem with a lot of my abilities. They lack focus. I used to love to draw and doodle when I was younger … but I could never decide on a subject. I’m good at poetry, but can never think of anything to write about. Writing was a bit easier. All I do is start with a single thought … start rambling until I build a picture of something and go from there. Now, it’s easier. The problem now is focusing it so that the reader can follow it. I do tend to digress quite a bit.
Crap, I forgot about my Character History … good thing I wasn’t playing last week (thank you, family dinner night) I’ll have to get that done right away too. Tonight, if I can’t focus on my FF story.
So … I was thinking of creating a schedule for my days … I don’t have as much to do or to work around as Lynne does, but there’s still a lot on my plate. And I seem to float through the day. Doing bits of this and that … having a spurt of energy and then floating around doing basically nothing. I’m proud of myself today for not playing any games on the computer. I got a lot of small things done. Tomorrow, I’ll get even more done. I might even nag Jade about getting my income tax started. Still don’t know if I am officially considered self-employed or not, but we can get things started and make adjustments later. I just want an idea of whether or not I owe anything. I’d rather hear that I’m getting something back, but it would be nice to know. I like to create a bit of suspense, but I don’t handle it very well myself.
Well, I should go and get a few things done before supper …
Sweet Dreams!
Monday, April 17, 2006
Never Ending
April 17, 2006 – 14:12
Turn around
Look at what you see
In her face
The mirror of your dream
Make believe I'm everywhere
I'm hidden in the lines
And written on the pages
Is the answer to a neverending story
Reach the stars
Fly a fantasy
Dream a dream
And what you see will be
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon the rainbow
Is the answer to a neverending story, story
Show no fear
For she may fade away
In your hands
The birth of a new day
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon the rainbow
Is the answer to a neverending story
Neverending Story
If you don’t recognize that song, you need to go back under your rock. It must have been comfortable under there. I just can’t recall the artist's name at the moment. I’m too lazy to look it up. Limahl ... or something like that. I daresay that's not Swedish for 'common sense'.
I’m supposed to be writing. I should be writing. I guess this is writing, but it’s not the writing I’m supposed to be writing. It’s a step in the right direction though … at least, that’s my story.
Spot doesn’t care. He’s just disgusted that I’m at my computer again when I should be playing or cuddling with him. I keep telling him that I can’t type with him in my lap, but he’s not listening.
I’ll watch a movie with him later.
Thank you so much for your replies/comments in the last couple of posts. I was quite overwhelmed by them all.
*cough *
I need sunshine. I almost need it more than real, actual, honest, WARM sunshine. I don’t mind the rain, as long as it’s not snow – not even BC snow, but I wish the sun would come out more. I know it’s only April, but … a craving is a craving.
Never get between a woman and her cravings. It’s not worth the pain you’ll endure for it.
Took my relatives down to the barns this morning. The portrait ordered in December has finally been delivered. Ached to see the horses again. I itched to show them the ones I had had before, but it still makes me sad. I get so attached to them. I’m starting to wonder if it’s a good idea to stick with this career if I’m not going to stay with the horses all year.
Oh, well, something’ll come up. It always does. Unemployment pushes me around now and then, but it’s never beaten me.
Sean Bean is yummy.
Yes, that needed to be said.
Tidbits of me:
I’ve only ever had one person claim to be my number one fan.
I believe him.
No, it wasn’t Jade.
I have a fantastic singing voice. Very warm with lots of soul. As long as nobody is listening.
I like folk music – which generally covers Blues/Jazz, Country, and Soft Rock
My dad once told me that I should go to the States and try out for Nashville Stars – because it’s better than that Idol Crap.
He’s not my number one fan either.
I haven’t spoken to my Father in two years.
I am fairly traditional.
I am the only clannish person in a family of social hermits.
I was never one of those teenagers who posted pictures of favourite famous people all over the bedroom.
I didn’t have favourite actors until recently.
I’ve lost sight of my dreams, but am clinging desperately to my goals.
I might exaggerate for dramatic flair … but I won’t lie.
I don’t like “beating around the bush”
I do like to create suspense
I say what I mean and mean what I say
Nobody believes that and they insist I have other motives in my words
I am a very good actress – very few people have seen the real me.
Sometimes I wonder if even I have seen “her”.
I was once referred to as a “Manga-phile” and decidedly did not take offense to it.
there is very little in my life that I don’t obsess about in some fashion. Everything else is considered clutter and soon finds it’s way to a garage sale.
In junior high, I used to make my friends laugh themselves silly … on purpose. They thought I should be a comedian. I thought they were crazy.
My very first “boyfriend” thought water balloons were acceptable substitutes for condoms. Until he tried to put one on.
I hear voices … not all of them are mine.
I consider myself to be very creative.
I CAN’T STAND watching anime in English anymore. I only do it when Jade watches with me because he’s too lazy to read the subtitles. He doesn’t do it often … Dubbies “make my ass twitch”.
That quote always brings an interesting picture to my head.
I love chocolate.
I love hugs and kisses.
I’ll do almost anything for Barq’s.
I once asked somebody to describe me in one word … After a moment, the answer arrived. Random. I wasn’t sure if that was good or not.
I’d always wanted a nickname.
I didn’t get one until grade 12.
I now have several – but only three get used.
Nobody ever tried to shorten my name until after I was 25.
I’ve never had a surprise birthday party.
I’ve been proposed to several times. Only once with an engagement ring.
I’ve never been married.
I’ve been common-law twice … to the same person.
Well, I guess that’s long enough.
I have to go research to get the feel of my story back. Then I’ll do some writing tonight.
I’m sure I can get some of it done.
I think it’s going to be a busy month.
Sweet Dreams!
Friday, April 14, 2006
The Good, The Bad, and the Patient People in the Middle
April 11, 2006 – 15:04
The back yard has been thatched, the flowerbeds and the garden have been cleaned, three indoor plants have been re-potted, and I’ve “applied” to a trainer on the track. And the day isn’t even over. I planted four mystery bulbs that my neighbour had given me last fall. I have no idea what they are and she doesn’t remember. I have six left, so I’ll be giving some to my mom, I think. The garden has been half turned for new planting. (Thank you, Jade; I love you!)
Little shoots are shooting up all over the place and some them aren’t weeds!! It’s feels good to be doing yard work at last. The mild winter was such a tease for me. Now my hands are dirty and my cheeks, nose, and forehead are smudged … the cat is tangled, and I’m just in my bliss. Found a bunch of tulip bulbs in the front when we were stirring it up. They were so deep that it was a wonder that we found them. Poor things were trying so hard to grow. I replanted them at the side of the house. I’m not sure what they’ll do in actual sunlight though. They might not do much this year, but next year should be good for them. I love tulips. I don’t love Peonies. Not sure why. A peony was the first flower that a boy had ever given me and I had thought that it was very sweet, but I’ve never been able to like them. I have to split at least one of them though. I wonder what I’ll do with the section(s) I take off? Maybe I’ll pot it and sell it. Or I’ll give it away to a friend. Who knows?
So, the Garden that even the Gods come to visit is beginning.
I’m SO HAPPY!!!!
Mmm .. nibbles … I’ve got the nibbles. Not quite the munchies, but enough to drive me crazy.
When I dropped off my application at the guardhouse, the security guard told me that I should have come in last week to look for work. (I KNOW!!) I was all ready to do so, but my boyfriend came into the room with those big, hopeful, baby blue eyes and asked if I was staying home for another week!! How could I say ‘no’ to that???
Apparently a bunch of kids from the coast came in last week looking for work.
Well, if I get a job, I get a job … and if I don’t, it won’t be the end of the world. I’ll work at McDonald’s if I have to.
Maybe.
So I’ve still been wracking my brains over what office title was suggested to me as a career move and I think I’ve remembered it. Promotional Marketing. Or something like that. I’m close, if not correct. Maybe I should try to get a job through Northlands for that. It’s something I can do from home … Hmm …
It’s an idea …
Nothing new happening with my craft and bake sale. Which is sad … I’m going to try to send out the notice for it one more time. Third time’s the Charm, you know. Power of Three and all that. That, and I’m going to take off the stupid background graphic in the background. That should help.
I’ve started playing D&D again. Spent last Sunday just putting my character together. It was lots of fun doing it in group. Getting lots of good ideas and looking at things from other angles. I now have a fantastic partial background for my character … makes feel like writing another story. But I haven’t finished the one about Nessa yet!! ARGH!!
Makes me hope that I don’t get hired for the rest of the Spring Meet … just so I can get some writing done … in between crafting sessions and yard work! I need more time in the day!! And then I’ll need more energy! I get tired just thinking about thoroughbreds coming in. Seven days a week. I’m going to be so burnt out.
April 14, 2006 – 10:00
Got a strange response back from one of the aunts in regards to the sale invitation that I sent out. Maybe I typed it too fast. She seemed a bit confused, at first, as to what I was trying to say … then promptly told me that she doesn’t do that sort of thing. * shrug*
Whatever. I replied that I was just making sure that everybody I had an addy for got invited so that nobody felt left out. And I know her nose in particular would have been seriously out of joint in some shape or form.
I told you we were all talented.
Well, Friday’s not looking so good right now. Maybe when the sun comes out. Jade is going golfing this evening around 4-ish … and I’m pretty sure that getting him to do anything before at least noon will be difficult and require such an effort of nagging that it won’t be worth the hassle. So there will be almost four hours to get some things done. Three if he decides he’ll need a shower, shave, etc …
Anyway, I hope to get a few seeds picked out today and the garden plotted. Jade had mentioned that he might get the rest of the garden forked for me today … I knew that depended on his golf ‘schedule’ though. And he’s got at least one friend that likes to suddenly call early in the morning and disrupt any plans we might have for the day because my loving dipstick can’t say ‘no’ to golf.
Got things tidied up yesterday … almost all of my paperwork is now out of the boxes and put in a proper place. Have to find a permanent place for my bulletin board though. I can’t pin anything on it where it is right now. Well, I could if I climbed up on my desk, but I don’t want to keep doing that. I bought the thing for easy reference, dammit. Which does not describe it’s current location.
Ah, yes, the big news … We’re buying a truck this Saturday. Jade has already started the process, but we have to go and finalise it all on Saturday. So … I’ll have my own vehicle soon. I get the current truck. I should probably be more excited about that … maybe once it’s actually mine and I’m driving it.
I’m still not working. The trainer that I tried to contact still hasn’t replied to my letter, so I guess he doesn’t need help after all. Jade offered to try and get me a job with his company as an apprentice. All he has to do is find a minute to talk with the boss man. Well, I hope this all gets resolved quickly, because I’m not used to not having my own cash anymore!
We’ll see. Good things happen to those who wait, right?
Well? I’m waiting!
Sweet Dreams!
Monday, April 10, 2006
I Love It When a Plan Comes Together!
April 7, 2006 – 08:58
Jade sent me an e-kiss. No graphics, no sound … just the word, Muahhh !
I loved it. Once I figured out what it was … LOL!!
I’ve realized that I don’t really laugh so much anymore. One of my instructors had made the comment once that you could always tell where I was just by listening for the laugh. She thought it was distinctive. Didn’t know if I was pleased or embarrassed about that. Probably both.
So I’ve been sure to let loose during comedies. Doesn’t matter if I’ve seen the thing a dozen times or not, I bust a gut. I try not to overdo it though. Jade worries about my sanity enough as it is! *chuckle *
April 10, 2006 – 20:35
Walked to the doctor office today. Very long walk, but it felt good. And I got fairly good news too. On the walk home, I rewarded myself with some forbidden food. I figured all the walking that I did balanced it out.
Also on the way home, I was told I was pretty by a guy in a truck. At least, I think that’s what he meant … he leaned out the window and gave me a howling YE-OW!! I guess the other two guys in the front seat were looking too because they almost had an accident. Oopsie.
I almost got trapped into a conversation with a lady at a crosswalk. Apparently, she was taking hormones that were making her feel hot. (The heavy jacket in +14 weather had nothing to do with it.) She also had to go to the bathroom every five minutes and was wearing her son’s pair of jeans.
Where do these people come from?
Well, the holiday is over. Tomorrow I have to go and try to find work again. It was lovely while it lasted. I’m tempted to stay home for a bit longer, but that would put off Jade’s plan to get me a vehicle. Yes, he has a plan. We’ll see what happens.
Last Friday, I finally got myself out of the house and onto a bus. Was I running away? Felt like it. But, no, I was on my way to meet Lynne to do some shopping and hanging out. We cruised through a make-up section at Walmart , then wandered aimlessly through purses, shoes, crafts, and household goods. Then we drove back to her place and I met “Freakboy” (Her name for him, not mine – I don’t know that I’ll keep it.) Good thing I brought a book. ;) I read while she chatted it up with him. Then I said it was time to go and asked if she’d walk to the bus stop with me. I planned on using the same one I had used before when I visited her old house and it wasn’t too far. She offered to drive me to it and then ended up driving me all the way home. I was VERY greatful for that, but she didn’t have to. I was quite willing to take the bus.
Ugh … going back to work means going to bed early again …
*sigh *
Sweet Dreams!
Jade sent me an e-kiss. No graphics, no sound … just the word, Muahhh !
I loved it. Once I figured out what it was … LOL!!
I’ve realized that I don’t really laugh so much anymore. One of my instructors had made the comment once that you could always tell where I was just by listening for the laugh. She thought it was distinctive. Didn’t know if I was pleased or embarrassed about that. Probably both.
So I’ve been sure to let loose during comedies. Doesn’t matter if I’ve seen the thing a dozen times or not, I bust a gut. I try not to overdo it though. Jade worries about my sanity enough as it is! *chuckle *
April 10, 2006 – 20:35
Walked to the doctor office today. Very long walk, but it felt good. And I got fairly good news too. On the walk home, I rewarded myself with some forbidden food. I figured all the walking that I did balanced it out.
Also on the way home, I was told I was pretty by a guy in a truck. At least, I think that’s what he meant … he leaned out the window and gave me a howling YE-OW!! I guess the other two guys in the front seat were looking too because they almost had an accident. Oopsie.
I almost got trapped into a conversation with a lady at a crosswalk. Apparently, she was taking hormones that were making her feel hot. (The heavy jacket in +14 weather had nothing to do with it.) She also had to go to the bathroom every five minutes and was wearing her son’s pair of jeans.
Where do these people come from?
Well, the holiday is over. Tomorrow I have to go and try to find work again. It was lovely while it lasted. I’m tempted to stay home for a bit longer, but that would put off Jade’s plan to get me a vehicle. Yes, he has a plan. We’ll see what happens.
Last Friday, I finally got myself out of the house and onto a bus. Was I running away? Felt like it. But, no, I was on my way to meet Lynne to do some shopping and hanging out. We cruised through a make-up section at Walmart , then wandered aimlessly through purses, shoes, crafts, and household goods. Then we drove back to her place and I met “Freakboy” (Her name for him, not mine – I don’t know that I’ll keep it.) Good thing I brought a book. ;) I read while she chatted it up with him. Then I said it was time to go and asked if she’d walk to the bus stop with me. I planned on using the same one I had used before when I visited her old house and it wasn’t too far. She offered to drive me to it and then ended up driving me all the way home. I was VERY greatful for that, but she didn’t have to. I was quite willing to take the bus.
Ugh … going back to work means going to bed early again …
*sigh *
Sweet Dreams!
Friday, April 07, 2006
All Around the Mulberry Bush ... (or Chasin' the Aliens!)
April 5, 2006 – 16:36
I’ve been inspired to create a pc design … just for Lynne. Heh … She’s so gonna kill me.
(pc = plastic canvas)
April 6, 2006 – 16:36
My Tarot News:
Time to get moving! Saturn -- the zodiac's taskmaster -- has been moving backwards, but is now moving forward again, inviting you to roll up your sleeves and get busy.
My Tarot Horoscope:
You could get rather discouraged today, for it seems like everything you say is either misinterpreted or it just comes out wrong. You may think that you would be better off if you stayed silent, but that won't work either. You might have to move slower than you prefer in order to make sure that everyone truly understands what's going on.
What?! AGAIN?!? Well, I guess everything comes in threes. Don’t they? I can’t wait to see what happens this time! And of course, I’m discouraged! You can’t make up your mind whether I should get crackin’ on things or slow down and smell the roses!
Anyway, it’s been a ‘blah’ morning so far. Had a lot of trouble convincing myself to get out of bed this morning. Not because I was too tired, really, but just because I had no interest in it. Peeking out the curtain confirmed that my ‘blah’ feelings were definitely a reflection of the ‘blah’ grey day out there so far. It’ll be a relief to some rain and it is does rain, I’ll leap out side to walk in it. But right now?
Blah.
Put some music on … we’ll see if that helps …
Got forgotten again on MSN last night. I sat there for an hour because the person I was talking to said that she’d be right back. I sent messages every once in a while to remind her I was still there – hoping the beeps would be heard. I should have nudged … but I didn’t. If the person who had shown up at the door was that important, then I didn’t want to interrupt. That and I didn’t think I wanted to know who it was.
So, from now on when I chat on MSN I am placing a time limit on the silence. Ten minutes … tops. Then the conversation will be cut off and I’ll move on to something else. I refuse to have a long shelf life.
Found my energy … I just looked into my bank account and cheered at the sight of my GST installment safely resting within. YES!!
Recently, I had mentioned that I only have two friends. I have been reminded that I am wrong. One friend popped up unexpectedly on MSN while he was at work and said that he missed my company very much and wants me to come back to the group. In fact, he and his girlfriend have made arrangements to keep the visits easy for me. How can I say ‘no’ to that? And I had a funny message on my machine that pointed out that another friend was NOT dead and he wanted to get together too.
If that’s not the best kind of pick-me-up-from-the-ground-and-make-it-better feelings, I don’t know what is. I feel like myself again and it’s a very good … a very comfortable feeling.
I’ve almost got one of my projects completed. Just a couple small steps and then I’ll put it together … if I can find my glue gun. I think I know where it is.
Hungry …
Okay, now that I’ve devoured my second bowl of Frosted Flakes, I can take on the world! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
And my doctor says that I don’t drink enough milk … *snort *
Gonna go stitch some more and watch a movie.
15:10
Watched “Practical Magic”. I love that movie. I really do. Got most of the little things done on my project too. Just a few leaves to go. Damn holly leaves are so time consuming!
I miss my Barq’s.
I’m trying to figure out some Wiccan things that I can do. Maybe now that I have my own work room I can set up something down there … won’t have anything in time for the sale though … not this year. But maybe … hmmm … ah ... cool, ideas are coming. Simple, yet makes a statement. All I need is some co-operative willow branches. I’m sure those will be available soon enough. If not, they should be in a craft store. If not ... I'll fudge 'em!
Still haven’t gotten a response from anybody I’ve e-mailed. Guess I’ll have to phone soon. Just to make sure it went through if nothing else. Going to pick up Lynne’s second part of her present for Beltane. I had actually forgotten that I’d ordered both pieces. Shame on me.
I miss my Barq’s!!!
Today's Quote:
The body was willing but the lips refused to comment.
I’ve been inspired to create a pc design … just for Lynne. Heh … She’s so gonna kill me.
(pc = plastic canvas)
April 6, 2006 – 16:36
My Tarot News:
Time to get moving! Saturn -- the zodiac's taskmaster -- has been moving backwards, but is now moving forward again, inviting you to roll up your sleeves and get busy.
My Tarot Horoscope:
You could get rather discouraged today, for it seems like everything you say is either misinterpreted or it just comes out wrong. You may think that you would be better off if you stayed silent, but that won't work either. You might have to move slower than you prefer in order to make sure that everyone truly understands what's going on.
What?! AGAIN?!? Well, I guess everything comes in threes. Don’t they? I can’t wait to see what happens this time! And of course, I’m discouraged! You can’t make up your mind whether I should get crackin’ on things or slow down and smell the roses!
Anyway, it’s been a ‘blah’ morning so far. Had a lot of trouble convincing myself to get out of bed this morning. Not because I was too tired, really, but just because I had no interest in it. Peeking out the curtain confirmed that my ‘blah’ feelings were definitely a reflection of the ‘blah’ grey day out there so far. It’ll be a relief to some rain and it is does rain, I’ll leap out side to walk in it. But right now?
Blah.
Put some music on … we’ll see if that helps …
Got forgotten again on MSN last night. I sat there for an hour because the person I was talking to said that she’d be right back. I sent messages every once in a while to remind her I was still there – hoping the beeps would be heard. I should have nudged … but I didn’t. If the person who had shown up at the door was that important, then I didn’t want to interrupt. That and I didn’t think I wanted to know who it was.
So, from now on when I chat on MSN I am placing a time limit on the silence. Ten minutes … tops. Then the conversation will be cut off and I’ll move on to something else. I refuse to have a long shelf life.
Found my energy … I just looked into my bank account and cheered at the sight of my GST installment safely resting within. YES!!
Recently, I had mentioned that I only have two friends. I have been reminded that I am wrong. One friend popped up unexpectedly on MSN while he was at work and said that he missed my company very much and wants me to come back to the group. In fact, he and his girlfriend have made arrangements to keep the visits easy for me. How can I say ‘no’ to that? And I had a funny message on my machine that pointed out that another friend was NOT dead and he wanted to get together too.
If that’s not the best kind of pick-me-up-from-the-ground-and-make-it-better feelings, I don’t know what is. I feel like myself again and it’s a very good … a very comfortable feeling.
I’ve almost got one of my projects completed. Just a couple small steps and then I’ll put it together … if I can find my glue gun. I think I know where it is.
Hungry …
Okay, now that I’ve devoured my second bowl of Frosted Flakes, I can take on the world! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
And my doctor says that I don’t drink enough milk … *snort *
Gonna go stitch some more and watch a movie.
15:10
Watched “Practical Magic”. I love that movie. I really do. Got most of the little things done on my project too. Just a few leaves to go. Damn holly leaves are so time consuming!
I miss my Barq’s.
I’m trying to figure out some Wiccan things that I can do. Maybe now that I have my own work room I can set up something down there … won’t have anything in time for the sale though … not this year. But maybe … hmmm … ah ... cool, ideas are coming. Simple, yet makes a statement. All I need is some co-operative willow branches. I’m sure those will be available soon enough. If not, they should be in a craft store. If not ... I'll fudge 'em!
Still haven’t gotten a response from anybody I’ve e-mailed. Guess I’ll have to phone soon. Just to make sure it went through if nothing else. Going to pick up Lynne’s second part of her present for Beltane. I had actually forgotten that I’d ordered both pieces. Shame on me.
I miss my Barq’s!!!
Today's Quote:
The body was willing but the lips refused to comment.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Dreams, Dreams, Dreams ... (aka Get Shorty)
April 5, 2006 – 14:08
Consider listening to your inner voice now as you are being pulled away from the logical realms and into more intuitive spaces. You don't need to hear the words, for you already know the truth. This experience of precognition can make you feel uneasy. Practice detachment by being an observer of your own life.
*snort *
Yeah, I’ll get right on that. Like people don’t think I’m a know-it-all already. Thanks.
So … Shorty says that I never mention him. Did I mention that he hasn’t returned any of my e-mails in the last several months? Okay. Not several … but it’s not far off either. I called and left a message to ask him if he was dead. It took him two days to drag himself to the phone and return that one. He insists that he’s not dead. Hmmm …
Nope, require proof. Guess I’ll have to have a poker night and wait to see for myself. I should re-name him “Boonie” … because he always lives the farthest away from anybody else. Tsk. Let me know when you plan on getting a little apartment, my friend, there’s lots over here.
Anyway, dedicating this section to Shorty, whom I never see and therefore cannot simply be a product of my imagination. I’ve been saving a piece he wrote for publication, but if I wait for the other site to be made, he’ll never see it. So I’m putting it here. It’s a little out of season, but being in “print” is being in “print”. (Hopefully, this will transfer properly.)
So there.
“Remember This”
by Shorty
A while ago, a few years back already, during a not so freaky and even lesspleasing mid-November blizzard, I was hurriedly walking home from school in mytypical attire: torn up running shoes, blue jeans, and coat. No scarf, notoque, no gloves, no earmuffs. Jeez! I must have thought I was walking along abeach in sunny warm California instead of my neighbourhood in dreary, cold Alberta. We still get ferocious winters here, even with the global ozone disaster as it stands; a deplorable depletion rate … Nevermind. It was just one of thosedays of mine, when I felt unhappy because the romantic scene at my school in reality was far from the Utopia I wanted it to be. It was right around Remembrance Day when all this happened, but I didn't feel much like remembering anything.
I was walking homewards rather briskly because my feet were getting wetterwith each passing second and you can guess how uncomfortable cold, wet feet can be. My head was down, so as not to let any more than necessary snow fly into my unshielded eyes. Then I saw it - red, crumpled. I stopped to pick it up. A poppy. For a moment I stood there, perplexed by my thought that somewhere else at that moment, somebody, quite anonymously, was completely unaware of the bareness of their coat. Somebody had lost their poppy. I remembered the ceremony the school put on over the P.A. system. I thought, 'what a way to show your gratitude to the men and women who fought in those stupid wars.'
"That's Bill," I heard an elderly man's voice say.
"What?" was all I could react with. A bit skeptical, a bit angered, all surprised. The snow was collecting in between my soles and socks. I should have moved on.
"He died, fighting for you. Fighting for your freedoms."
"Yes," I acknowledged, "But I never asked him to."
"You couldn't have. He died in the 'Great War', 1916. The bloody war toend all wars. You're too young to know."
"They made me learn about it in school. I probably know more about itthan you, sir, and you were there."
"That's the difference between you and me, young man. You can read aboutit in books, you can see it in the movies, you can play it out in your video games, but you'll never know what it was really like. May you never have to."
"Did you desert, sir?" I haphazardly asked of the man with a row of dulling medals pinned to his chest and a poppy in his collar. My feet were going numb from the stillness of standing, or so I thought. He snorted.
"I fought proudly."
"Don't you want me to fight proudly too, sir?"
"I don't want you to fight at all," he retorted, shifting his balance inthe drift. He bent down his head and with a shaky, bony finger, he pointed atthe poppy pinned to his coat. "This is Charlie."
"He died for me too, huh?"
"Unfortunately, yes. He died right at the front, before my very eyes. Hewas shot just as we were going over the top, one of the first to fall. My bestfriend, 'Laughing Charlie' we called him because he was always the joker,keeping us in the best of spirits. After that attack, we all stopped laughing. It just became too serious. Actually, if for anybody, Charlie died for his father."
"I'm sorry." I had to be going then. I would have become a snowman if Istayed any longer.
"He was a farmboy from Saskatchewan, didn't really want to serve in thewar, but he didn't know that the officers wouldn't be any different than hisfather. His mother didn't want him to go ..."
"But he did, and he paid the price," I finished for the old man.
The old man and I parted company then; I hustled the rest of the way home.But I thought about what he said and he seemed to be just as disgusted aboutlosing his friends as I was about losing mine, though I still had a chance, andhe only had memories. Since that encounter I've picked up several lost and forgotten poppies, and now I have a box full - think of all the people they symbolize.
That's something to be disgusted at.
‘Nuff said. And yet, there are always other points of views. Yours are welcome. Don’t worry, he’ll see them.
Got a Mary Maxim catalog … am slowly going through it and drooling. This is better then Victoria’s Secret for me … VS used to be something I dreamed over too … dreamed of fitting into those clothes. But now that I can, I look through them and there’s nothing there that I would really order anymore. At the very least, anything that looks interesting to me is something that I can actually get here in town from another store … for less! Never liked shopping in catalogs anyway … not for clothes anyhow. I need to see and touch and if they pass that inspection, I need to try on and see how it looks on me … not on the Popsicle with the push-up bra wearing it in the picture.
Also taking a peek in the paper today to help Lynne find her dreams. Unfortunately, hiring a hitman for her ex(s) is not something you can generally find in the paper … and if it is, I don’t know the lingo. So, I have to try and help with a social position. Please send her thoughts of luck.
Me, I’m just hoping for a car. Looking for that too.
My quote of the day:
“Everytime you follow your dreams, wonderful realities will follow YOU!”
I wonder if that includes alternate realities … sometimes, I wonder.
Sweet Dreams!
Consider listening to your inner voice now as you are being pulled away from the logical realms and into more intuitive spaces. You don't need to hear the words, for you already know the truth. This experience of precognition can make you feel uneasy. Practice detachment by being an observer of your own life.
*snort *
Yeah, I’ll get right on that. Like people don’t think I’m a know-it-all already. Thanks.
So … Shorty says that I never mention him. Did I mention that he hasn’t returned any of my e-mails in the last several months? Okay. Not several … but it’s not far off either. I called and left a message to ask him if he was dead. It took him two days to drag himself to the phone and return that one. He insists that he’s not dead. Hmmm …
Nope, require proof. Guess I’ll have to have a poker night and wait to see for myself. I should re-name him “Boonie” … because he always lives the farthest away from anybody else. Tsk. Let me know when you plan on getting a little apartment, my friend, there’s lots over here.
Anyway, dedicating this section to Shorty, whom I never see and therefore cannot simply be a product of my imagination. I’ve been saving a piece he wrote for publication, but if I wait for the other site to be made, he’ll never see it. So I’m putting it here. It’s a little out of season, but being in “print” is being in “print”. (Hopefully, this will transfer properly.)
So there.
“Remember This”
by Shorty
A while ago, a few years back already, during a not so freaky and even lesspleasing mid-November blizzard, I was hurriedly walking home from school in mytypical attire: torn up running shoes, blue jeans, and coat. No scarf, notoque, no gloves, no earmuffs. Jeez! I must have thought I was walking along abeach in sunny warm California instead of my neighbourhood in dreary, cold Alberta. We still get ferocious winters here, even with the global ozone disaster as it stands; a deplorable depletion rate … Nevermind. It was just one of thosedays of mine, when I felt unhappy because the romantic scene at my school in reality was far from the Utopia I wanted it to be. It was right around Remembrance Day when all this happened, but I didn't feel much like remembering anything.
I was walking homewards rather briskly because my feet were getting wetterwith each passing second and you can guess how uncomfortable cold, wet feet can be. My head was down, so as not to let any more than necessary snow fly into my unshielded eyes. Then I saw it - red, crumpled. I stopped to pick it up. A poppy. For a moment I stood there, perplexed by my thought that somewhere else at that moment, somebody, quite anonymously, was completely unaware of the bareness of their coat. Somebody had lost their poppy. I remembered the ceremony the school put on over the P.A. system. I thought, 'what a way to show your gratitude to the men and women who fought in those stupid wars.'
"That's Bill," I heard an elderly man's voice say.
"What?" was all I could react with. A bit skeptical, a bit angered, all surprised. The snow was collecting in between my soles and socks. I should have moved on.
"He died, fighting for you. Fighting for your freedoms."
"Yes," I acknowledged, "But I never asked him to."
"You couldn't have. He died in the 'Great War', 1916. The bloody war toend all wars. You're too young to know."
"They made me learn about it in school. I probably know more about itthan you, sir, and you were there."
"That's the difference between you and me, young man. You can read aboutit in books, you can see it in the movies, you can play it out in your video games, but you'll never know what it was really like. May you never have to."
"Did you desert, sir?" I haphazardly asked of the man with a row of dulling medals pinned to his chest and a poppy in his collar. My feet were going numb from the stillness of standing, or so I thought. He snorted.
"I fought proudly."
"Don't you want me to fight proudly too, sir?"
"I don't want you to fight at all," he retorted, shifting his balance inthe drift. He bent down his head and with a shaky, bony finger, he pointed atthe poppy pinned to his coat. "This is Charlie."
"He died for me too, huh?"
"Unfortunately, yes. He died right at the front, before my very eyes. Hewas shot just as we were going over the top, one of the first to fall. My bestfriend, 'Laughing Charlie' we called him because he was always the joker,keeping us in the best of spirits. After that attack, we all stopped laughing. It just became too serious. Actually, if for anybody, Charlie died for his father."
"I'm sorry." I had to be going then. I would have become a snowman if Istayed any longer.
"He was a farmboy from Saskatchewan, didn't really want to serve in thewar, but he didn't know that the officers wouldn't be any different than hisfather. His mother didn't want him to go ..."
"But he did, and he paid the price," I finished for the old man.
The old man and I parted company then; I hustled the rest of the way home.But I thought about what he said and he seemed to be just as disgusted aboutlosing his friends as I was about losing mine, though I still had a chance, andhe only had memories. Since that encounter I've picked up several lost and forgotten poppies, and now I have a box full - think of all the people they symbolize.
That's something to be disgusted at.
‘Nuff said. And yet, there are always other points of views. Yours are welcome. Don’t worry, he’ll see them.
Got a Mary Maxim catalog … am slowly going through it and drooling. This is better then Victoria’s Secret for me … VS used to be something I dreamed over too … dreamed of fitting into those clothes. But now that I can, I look through them and there’s nothing there that I would really order anymore. At the very least, anything that looks interesting to me is something that I can actually get here in town from another store … for less! Never liked shopping in catalogs anyway … not for clothes anyhow. I need to see and touch and if they pass that inspection, I need to try on and see how it looks on me … not on the Popsicle with the push-up bra wearing it in the picture.
Also taking a peek in the paper today to help Lynne find her dreams. Unfortunately, hiring a hitman for her ex(s) is not something you can generally find in the paper … and if it is, I don’t know the lingo. So, I have to try and help with a social position. Please send her thoughts of luck.
Me, I’m just hoping for a car. Looking for that too.
My quote of the day:
“Everytime you follow your dreams, wonderful realities will follow YOU!”
I wonder if that includes alternate realities … sometimes, I wonder.
Sweet Dreams!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Enjoyable Stress ... Damn Aliens!
April 4, 2006 – 15:15
Today’s horoscope for Gemini:
You have a keen sense of organization today and can put the littlest pieces in place while working on a grand idea. Your key planet Mercury is unrestrained now and can assist you in accomplishing great things. Don't waste time doubting what you can do. If you can think it, then you can make it happen.
In the midst of planning my annual sale (for I do plan on it being an annual event) and planning my yard work, and getting housework done, I’ve been trying to imagine where the heck everything would go if we turned this room into a baby’s room. I’m not sure why I need to wonder about that … there’s more than enough time to think about it. A whole year and more. It just keeps popping into my brain … a stray, persistent thought. Maybe it’s because now that I have a schedule for it, it just seems that much closer.
I keep pushing the thought away – not because I don’t want to think about it; I’d love to fantasize about it all – because there’s no point in worrying about it now. I’m not pregnant, I’m not planning on being pregnant very soon, and there’s no baby stuff to find a place for.
So … * shove *
I’m getting excited about the Sale. It’s gonna be wonderful I’m sure. Lynne is going to make stuff – beady type things, I think she said (I should write these things down), and my aunt, Jane, will be putting things in too. She’s very creative and a welcome addition to an already talented family. She asked if I was expecting baby stuff or Christmas stuff or what … I said, yes. She laughed. I meant it though. I’m keeping an open mind and I think practically anything is a possible sell. June might be a bit early for Yule/Christmas items, but there is always the possibility of early shoppers. And baby stuff sells all year ‘round. I plan on making my usual plastic canvas items – I have a few unfinished projects that I could get done soon. I also plan on a few “quickie” crafts to help round things out. Not sure what yet, I’ll pick things up as I go.
Wonder if Albert can get my sewing machine fixed in the meantime? We’ll see. I’m trying to talk my mother into making something simple. She keeps telling me that she’s not good at anything. I told her that she can’t possibly be the only non-talented person in the family. She is capable of many things. Wind chimes, painted terracotta pots, ornaments … all she has to do is find something that she enjoys doing.
Oh, yeah, Lynne also offered to make up the flyers and signs. Once I settle on a date, etc, Poppet, I’ll design something and we’ll get started on those too. No rush though. Lots of time.
I should order some music boxes and make more of those movable dolls … my mother-in-law loves hers. Yeah, that’s a good plan. I like it. Where did I stuff those supply catalogs?
Oh, I love having something like this to do. I love to organize things. I once impressed a high up person in a company I worked for with these skills and he wanted to know why I wasn’t into Marketing. I forget the position he mentioned. On the tip of my brain … Anyway, that’s also something that I’m keeping in mind because that would be something that I can do from home.
Maybe I should write him and ask him to remember what it was.
Heh. I doubt he’d remember either.
Sat outside for about half an hour with my cat this afternoon. Just doing nothing. I itched to turn some soil, but I made myself sit still. I never really sit still anymore. I think it would be a good thing to re-learn as long as I don’t get carried away with it. Sitting still tends to drive me crazy. I can’t just do ‘nothing’. I need a book or something in my hands to keep busy even as I rest.
Mmmm … making pot roast. It smells good.
Yup, if Jade wants me to stay home some more, I’m willing … and I’m gonna make it worth the trouble too. That was surprising though. He came home Monday night and asked if I’d stay home from work for another week. He really likes having me stay at home.
No argument here. I happen to enjoy it myself.
I am seriously considering going back to playing D&D. My friends say they miss me. (aaaw!) Well, I’m willing. We’re going to start from scratch … level 1. I don’t think I’ve ever done that before so I’m looking forward to the experience. Heh. Experience. (D&D joke) I’m already picturing a character so I guess I’ll be going.
20:20
Syrah Rose 2004 … what a lovely little wine. A bit drier than I like my blushes, but it’s very nice all the same.
It bothers me the way Lynne walks away from our conversations. I understand that she multitasks (and multi chats) while she’s talking with me online, but so do I. What bothers me more is that I’m starting to do it back. Just to her. Like it’s okay. And it’s not okay … * sigh*
So … I made the effort to not do that anymore. ‘Nuff said.
Running out of things to say. Got a lot to do tomorrow though. I’m gonna be re-potting a whole bunch of plants, have a lunch meeting, and some chores that need to be done. I’ll get that laundry finished yet. I also plan on sitting down and working on completing a craft, maybe two. And organizing myself with what’s left. I want an idea of what I’ve got currently almost ready and then I can plan on what I still have time to complete in addition to what I have! Oh, I am so excited about this! I’m going to have so much fun! If there is such a thing as enjoyable stress, this is it.
Yummy. Good wine.
Sweet Dreams!
Today’s horoscope for Gemini:
You have a keen sense of organization today and can put the littlest pieces in place while working on a grand idea. Your key planet Mercury is unrestrained now and can assist you in accomplishing great things. Don't waste time doubting what you can do. If you can think it, then you can make it happen.
In the midst of planning my annual sale (for I do plan on it being an annual event) and planning my yard work, and getting housework done, I’ve been trying to imagine where the heck everything would go if we turned this room into a baby’s room. I’m not sure why I need to wonder about that … there’s more than enough time to think about it. A whole year and more. It just keeps popping into my brain … a stray, persistent thought. Maybe it’s because now that I have a schedule for it, it just seems that much closer.
I keep pushing the thought away – not because I don’t want to think about it; I’d love to fantasize about it all – because there’s no point in worrying about it now. I’m not pregnant, I’m not planning on being pregnant very soon, and there’s no baby stuff to find a place for.
So … * shove *
I’m getting excited about the Sale. It’s gonna be wonderful I’m sure. Lynne is going to make stuff – beady type things, I think she said (I should write these things down), and my aunt, Jane, will be putting things in too. She’s very creative and a welcome addition to an already talented family. She asked if I was expecting baby stuff or Christmas stuff or what … I said, yes. She laughed. I meant it though. I’m keeping an open mind and I think practically anything is a possible sell. June might be a bit early for Yule/Christmas items, but there is always the possibility of early shoppers. And baby stuff sells all year ‘round. I plan on making my usual plastic canvas items – I have a few unfinished projects that I could get done soon. I also plan on a few “quickie” crafts to help round things out. Not sure what yet, I’ll pick things up as I go.
Wonder if Albert can get my sewing machine fixed in the meantime? We’ll see. I’m trying to talk my mother into making something simple. She keeps telling me that she’s not good at anything. I told her that she can’t possibly be the only non-talented person in the family. She is capable of many things. Wind chimes, painted terracotta pots, ornaments … all she has to do is find something that she enjoys doing.
Oh, yeah, Lynne also offered to make up the flyers and signs. Once I settle on a date, etc, Poppet, I’ll design something and we’ll get started on those too. No rush though. Lots of time.
I should order some music boxes and make more of those movable dolls … my mother-in-law loves hers. Yeah, that’s a good plan. I like it. Where did I stuff those supply catalogs?
Oh, I love having something like this to do. I love to organize things. I once impressed a high up person in a company I worked for with these skills and he wanted to know why I wasn’t into Marketing. I forget the position he mentioned. On the tip of my brain … Anyway, that’s also something that I’m keeping in mind because that would be something that I can do from home.
Maybe I should write him and ask him to remember what it was.
Heh. I doubt he’d remember either.
Sat outside for about half an hour with my cat this afternoon. Just doing nothing. I itched to turn some soil, but I made myself sit still. I never really sit still anymore. I think it would be a good thing to re-learn as long as I don’t get carried away with it. Sitting still tends to drive me crazy. I can’t just do ‘nothing’. I need a book or something in my hands to keep busy even as I rest.
Mmmm … making pot roast. It smells good.
Yup, if Jade wants me to stay home some more, I’m willing … and I’m gonna make it worth the trouble too. That was surprising though. He came home Monday night and asked if I’d stay home from work for another week. He really likes having me stay at home.
No argument here. I happen to enjoy it myself.
I am seriously considering going back to playing D&D. My friends say they miss me. (aaaw!) Well, I’m willing. We’re going to start from scratch … level 1. I don’t think I’ve ever done that before so I’m looking forward to the experience. Heh. Experience. (D&D joke) I’m already picturing a character so I guess I’ll be going.
20:20
Syrah Rose 2004 … what a lovely little wine. A bit drier than I like my blushes, but it’s very nice all the same.
It bothers me the way Lynne walks away from our conversations. I understand that she multitasks (and multi chats) while she’s talking with me online, but so do I. What bothers me more is that I’m starting to do it back. Just to her. Like it’s okay. And it’s not okay … * sigh*
So … I made the effort to not do that anymore. ‘Nuff said.
Running out of things to say. Got a lot to do tomorrow though. I’m gonna be re-potting a whole bunch of plants, have a lunch meeting, and some chores that need to be done. I’ll get that laundry finished yet. I also plan on sitting down and working on completing a craft, maybe two. And organizing myself with what’s left. I want an idea of what I’ve got currently almost ready and then I can plan on what I still have time to complete in addition to what I have! Oh, I am so excited about this! I’m going to have so much fun! If there is such a thing as enjoyable stress, this is it.
Yummy. Good wine.
Sweet Dreams!
Sunday, April 02, 2006
If you Stop and Think ... well, you might see it
April 2, 2006 – 19:11
Try to see it my way,
Do I have to keep on talking ‘til I can't go on?
While you see it your way,
Run the risk of knowing that our love may soon be gone.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.
Try to see it my way,
Do I have to keep on talking ‘til I can't go on?
While you see it your way,
Run the risk of knowing that our love may soon be gone.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.
Think of what you're saying.
You can get it wrong and still you think that it's all right.
Think of what I'm saying,
We can work it out and get it straight, or say good night.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.
Life is very short, and there's no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend.
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again.
Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong.
While you see it your way
There's a chance that we might fall apart before too long.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.
Life is very short, and there's no time
For fussing and fighting, my friend.
I have always thought that it's a crime,
So I will ask you once again.
Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong.
While you see it your way
There's a chance that we may fall apart before too long.
We can work it out,
We can work it out.
- Beatles
I’ve always felt that it was possible to work out almost any kind misunderstanding between two people. All that was required was an honest effort made on the parts of both sides. Effort to wade through the sludge of misunderstandings. Sometimes a third party is required to help mediate – but I prefer to exhaust all other prospects before bringing others in … when I have a choice.
So it’s very frustrating when I’m doing my best to keep the third party to the side and neutral and the other party keeps pulling them back in. If you involve them, they develop opinions and seem to choose sides whether they want to our not. (Even if they are not, or trying not to, it can seem as if they are.) Besides, my issues are with party number two. That’s who I am talking to and that’s who I expect a response from. This is all very difficult to do by e-mail. It may be the hardest thing. I hoped, as I wrote, that the second party (and the third) would keep that in mind and make the effort to see what I was writing.
I have no idea what was found offensive, because I never got a response. The third party offered to point out what she thought was offensive, but since the letter was not intended for her, well, I felt that it was unnecessary and would only prolong, if not add to, the pain.
Because I am hurt by this. Deeply. I may have accidentally offended this person initially, but I made the effort to explain, despite receiving a severely harsh note that offered nothing but poison. I made the effort. I’d still make it. Not because of party number three either, but because that’s part of who I am.
I also know to stop beating a dead horse to make it move.
I spent four hours writing that letter. I took an awful lot out that I thought would be troublesome. If there was a couple of “maybes” in there, well, I left those on purpose. If this person is going to try to get to know me, then I wasn’t going to walk on eggshells and tip toe. It took me a very long time to leave the egg shells behind in my life and I won’t pick them up now. Not for her. Not for my friend. Not for anybody. Harsh? Rude? No. Standing firm.
I will not look back on this with regret. None. I tried my best and that’s all that anyone can ask or expect. I came in with an open mind and my hand held out. I left with a red mark on my cheek and a heaviness in my heart. And, I admit, a tear in my eye. (Okay, a few tears. )
I'm sorry that she feels that way, but I must accept what I cannot change.
The End. Door closed – but not yet locked.
Going to lose myself in some work downstairs now. Just me, a candle and my ghosts. Whether or not my cat will join me remains to be seen.
I leave with a small parting shot though. Something that I feel must be said – but to provoke thought and consideration, not ire. A quote from the Principles of Belief – written by the American Council of Witches:
“Calling oneself “Witch” does not make a Witch – but neither does heredity itself, or the collecting of titles, degrees, and initiations. A Witch seeks to control the forces within him/herself that make life possible in order to live wisely and well, without harm to others, and in harmony with Nature.”
… without harm to others …
And It Harms None, Do As You Will
Blessed Be and ...
Sweet Dreams!
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