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Monday Already?
How does this happen? I’m just starting to feel like I am getting all relaxed and have enough sleep and wine and time with the family, and BAM, it’s Monday again. Sigh. Anyway, a fun weekend was had, definately. Friday we went to a birthday party for Ted’s sister, and everyone dressed up like characters from Sci-Fi’s series, Battlestar Galactica. I know, we’re dorks. But it’s fun. 🙂 Best Dressed, Sister and Mom, as the President and someone else. I know…I’m not even a good dork, because I don’t know the character’s names. It’s a great show, but Ted and Maya are definately more into it than I am. So…
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Bubble
So last night we finally sat down and watched Bubble, which is the movie I told you about in January. We Netflixed it, and it took awhile to come, but it finally made its way into our DVD player. Summary? Worth a rental. It’s an interesting experiment, and amazing to know that the people in the film are not actors. None of them, I don’t think. Yet, they do a good job of conveying the desperation, or perhaps the boredom, of everyday life, and of how difficult it can be to escape from that. Not that everyone’s life is that boring, but theirs certainly is, and it seems like the…
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Do you ever wonder…
Have you ever been walking along on a sunny morning, maybe with your dog, maybe the kid, maybe both, and you’re maybe walking through a parking lot or something, and you see a used condom sitting there? Of course you ignore it, and if the dog is with you, you make sure they don’t do something gross like eat it or whatever. But then later, you wonder…this is a very intimate thing, it was, literally, the only thing between two people…and here it is, in this very public place…how does that happen? Ever wonder that? No, me neither. But, as I was coming home from walking Genevieve the dog last…
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I Heart Jon Carroll…
Why? Because he writes so well. He and Adair Lara made me want to be a newspaper columnist for awhile. I gave that idea up years ago, but I still like to read his column. Today’s is great. Apologetically, but honestly, I have to say that these are the lyrics that are going through my head after reading this column: “My hands are small, i know, but they’re not yours they are my own but they’re not yours they are my own and I am never broken In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters” I know. It’s Jewel. So sue me.
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In Case You’re Wondering…
Maya came home safe, sound, and happy from her overnight trip to Hidden Villa, in Los Altos Hills…(See, I didn’t say WHERE she was going before, in case some mad fucker was reading my blog and decided to go get her! But she’s home safe now, so I can say it.) She had a wonderful time: saw TONS of stars, took long hikes, made friends with a 3-week-old baby goat (kid) named Rosemary, had Frosted Flakes for breakfast, gave herself a sponge bath because she wanted to be clean but they weren’t taking showers, made a camp fire, learned a new camp-fire song about baby sharks and decomposing bodies and…
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Car Shopping & Left Bank
Last night, since Maya was out of town on business, Ted and I decided to go crazy and do those things we can’t do when she’s around…that’s right, we went car shopping and then to dinner. 🙂 We are a two car family, one of which is a 2005 Camry, complete with car payments, while the other is a 1986 Volvo (It’s a classic, right? At 20 years, it’s a classic? Why would anyone call a Volvo a classic? It’s a box!) Anyway, we went looking at cars to perhaps replace the Volvo. Sigh. It’s probably a good idea, because the car is wearing out. But we went from no…
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Car Shopping & Left Bank
Last night, since Maya was out of town on business, Ted and I decided to go crazy and do those things we can’t do when she’s around…that’s right, we went car shopping and then to dinner. 🙂 We are a two car family, one of which is a 2005 Camry, complete with car payments, while the other is a 1986 Volvo (It’s a classic, right? At 20 years, it’s a classic? Why would anyone call a Volvo a classic? It’s a box!) Anyway, we went looking at cars to perhaps replace the Volvo. Sigh. It’s probably a good idea, because the car is wearing out. But we went from no…
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Pining….
Maya left this morning for an overnight ‘camping’ field trip with her class. I say ‘camping’ in quotes, because they get to sleep in heated cabins. That’s MY kind of ‘camping’ too, by the way. I remember going to science camp when I was in 6th grade, which was a 1 week camp that all of the school kids went to. It was SO FUN, perhaps the most fun legally allowed for kids who haven’t gone through puberty yet. So I’m sure she is going to have a GREAT time, hiking and singing around the camp fire (if they don’t get rained on…storm scheduled for tonight or tomorrow early), giggling…
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I noticed on my blogger dashboard that yesterday’s post was post #99, which would make this one post #100! Wow, who knew. I didn’t really know how much I would enjoy blogging, how freeing it would feel to just write whatever I feel like writing, whenever I feel like writing it, and to not really worry much about whether it’s good or not. Amazing what a difference that makes, that worry about whether someone will like it or not. But hey, I’m not getting graded, I’m not getting paid, it’s just something that I do for me, so I can write whatever I want. I like that. So I’m thinking…
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Communication 101
I was sitting on our beautiful new sofa last night, having a glass of wine, and trying to get sucked into my book. It wasn’t working so much last night, and there was nothing on TV, and Ted and Maya were already snoozing, so I was a bit bored. I started going through a drawer, and I found a series of notes between Maya and myself from sometime last year, maybe the year before, I’m not sure. Here’s what I remember. I told her to go to bed, and she ignored me. I asked again, and she ignored me. We got in a big fight about it. I told (yelled…
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Yoga thoughts…
A few months ago, during my yoga class, my teacher talked about a philosophy that kind of threw me for a loop. This was before I started my blog, so I didn’t write about it then…you all know I can’t have a thought without writing these days…and since I have no new thoughts today (outside of sorting girl scout cookies and what’s for dinner), I thought I would try to bring some of those lost yogi thoughts back to my conscious mind. Now, I don’t know what any of these philosophies were CALLED, because I was doing yoga, not taking notes. So don’t ask me. But…here it is…a lot of…
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Where’s Tonya Harding when we NEED her?
And no, I’m not actually talking about the olympics. I’m talking about the evil-one-who-must-not-be-named-but-surely-stays-sickeningly-thin-by-injecting-herself-with-her-own-urine. Read on for choice quotes like these: “I think we should have saved the ushers some time and just removed all the ugly people” and “”You don’t want the Republicans in power, does that mean you want a dictatorship, gay boy?” Very nice. I try not to let her get to me, because she’s just stupid and not worth it, but it would be easier if she would STOP OPENING HER STUPID MOUTH. I SO want Tonya to take out the evil-one’s knee cap.
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My Cousin…
I have a cousin, Tony, who I only knew as a small child. He was about 10 or 12 years older than me, and I worshiped him. When I was about 4, we moved to a homestead outside of Fairbanks, Alaska, and we really didn’t know anything at all about living in that kind of environment. He was raised there, so he came out to stay with us and show us how to do all of the things we had to do…(when I say ‘we’, I mean my mom…I was, after all, 4). We had no phone, no running water, a coal burning pot bellied stove for heat, a broken…
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Thoughts on Reading…
I’ve seen this posted a few places, most notably here and here. You fill in the blank, either on your blog or in the comments section. Everybody should read _____________________. So, here’s my list of things everybody should read: 1. This Post, from Angry Black Bitch 2. Chrysanthemum 3. The Lorax 4. The 100 Dresses 5. The Red Tent 6. The Unbearable Lightness of Being 7. Bel Canto 8. A Wrinkle in Time 9. The Handmaids Tale 10. The Mists of Avalon 11. The Forgotten Door 12. The Grapes of Wrath 13. The Heart is a Lonely Hunter 14. Invisible Man
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Does this Bother You?
It bothers me. There’s a story on Yahoo today about a computer system you can use to check what your kids are eating at school. And you can limit what they can or cannot eat, how often, etc. I have a couple of thoughts on this. If we don’t want our kids eating crap at school, STOP SELLING CRAP AT SCHOOL. If you don’t want your kids eating crap at school, and the school sells crap, pack them a lunch. Better yet, do it with them, so they can see what healthy choices are. Tell them, it’s good to have some protein, some carbs, some calcium, some fruit, veggies, etc.…