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Small Things…
Last week I wrote a post about being thankful for the big things. I wanted to be thankful for the small things, but the big things were taking up too much of my mind. Well, I got on a tangent about health, and left another big elephant in the middle of the room, unmentioned. I’m thankful for my friends. I have always had such good friends in my life, and they have gotten me through times both sweet and sour, good and bad. I have friends that I’ve known since I was a kid, and friends I’ve met at work, and they are all dear to me and mean the…
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2nd try…
OK, I tried this again, with the picture here. I don’t like it quite as much as the other picture, though they are both of me on very happy days. This picture is of me at my 40th birthday party, which ROCKED because my husband is so damned cool, and he spoiled me all rotten by throwing me a big bash. The picture over to the right is of me at a place called, “Cheeseburger in Paradise”, on Oahu. (Picture not there anymore, sorry…you can now see it on this page, though.) My first Hawaiian vacation, last June. I’m all happy and relaxed, because, duh, Hawaii, vacation, you know? Anyway,…
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Feeling Pretty?
I’ve been thinking about pretty lately…and then I read on Wendy’s site about a celebrity face match site you can go to, and you upload a picture of yourself, and they find your celebrity match. I tried it, and I used the picture over there to your right. I got Jason Biggs, 70% match. In better news, Matthew McConaughey came in at 67%. He’s pretty, right? (Now you know why you like me, Lynn!) It took about 4 matches to get to a female. And one of the female matches? Margaret Thatcher. Sigh. Wendy gets to be Brittney Murphey, and I’m Jason Biggs? Just not fair. So, I was thinking…
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Implicit Association Test
My niece is a student at Berkeley, and took this online test for a class. It’s called an IAT, meaning Implicit Association Test, and it’s through Harvard Univesity. It takes a few minutes, but supposedly tests your implicit preferences on matters of race, gender, age, disability, weight, and so on. It will even test if you prefer FDR to George Bush. Wanna play? Click here.
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Giving Thanks (and it’s not even November…)
One of my blog addictions is This Piece of Work (aka, POW). Yesterday, she wrote about some blessings in her life. She got this idea from Mommygoth, at What happened to my rock and roll lifestyle?. I like the idea. Seems like it’s about being thankful for the little things in life, and just talking about them on a weekly basis. Nice idea for a blog, right? For example, I can be thankful that we had the plumber come out last week, and now when I want water in the bathroom sink, I just turn the faucet, and I get water in the sink. Lovely. That kind of stuff. Not…
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Why I Am ALWAYS Late for Work
I get up at 5:00, and I’m scheduled to be at work by 7:00. I work from 7:00 – 4:00. I can probably count on one hand the times I’ve been here by 7:00 so far this month. Maybe one finger. Why, you may ask? I have two HOURS to get ready, and I live 5 minutes from work. So it’s not the drive. OK, here’s the schedule: 5:00 Alarm goes off 5:05 Get out of bed 5:06 Turn on computer 5:07 Go downstairs. Feed dog. Make Maya’s lunch. Do any cleaning that bugs me in the morning, but didn’t bug me last night. 5:20 Take shower 5:30 Check work…
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Blog Against Strawfeminist Week
OK, I read that someone has declared this Blog Against the Strawfeminist Week. (Click the link…fun-ish stuff to read and see!) I’m super busy at work this week, so I’ll keep this short. What is a feminist? Someone who believes that men and women are equal. Period. What is a strawfeminist? That person that people who don’t like feminists think of when they think of feminists…you know, ball basher, man hater, woman who wants to run men out of world and teach her boys to be sissies and so on. So let’s get rid of the strawfeminists, and if you think men and women are equal, proudly claim your role…
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Happy HNT
When I was a little girl, my mom was a Montessori teacher. She has told me about how they taught the preschool kids their left from their right. They would paint an “L” on their left shoe (maybe it was an “R” on the right shoe? Maybe it was the back of their hand? I was 5, cut me some slack!) Anyway, any time a child wanted to know whether that was their right foot or their left, all they had to do is look for that “L”, and then they knew that was the left, and the other one was the right. Nice, huh? Well, the CEO at my…
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Regrets, I have a few…
I was thinking about all of the MEMEs that we see on blogs, and funny lists of music, etc. Which started me thinking of the songs that I HATE. That make me sick to my stomach. That I wish I could extinguish from the earth. So, I put together a MEME about things I regret having in existance… Songs I wish I Had Never Heard (because they suck) 1. Superman (It’s not easy) – Five for Fighting (can be switched with 100 years, same group, if you hate that one even more.) 2. You’re Beautiful – James Blunt (I know it’s popular…but please, kill me now…he just sounds like a…
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You Can’t Go Home Again….Well, not completely…
Yesterday I went to San Francisco with my friend Neva for the day. We both took the day off of work, and went in to play hooky. What fun! First stop was Macy’s, because I wanted to bask in the glory of the Union Square Macy’s, which has at least 10 times the offerings of my local suburban Macy’s. Breathed it in. Loved it. It reminded me of being a teenager and coming in to the City to shop there, and also how I used to go there on my lunch break when I worked at a nearby hotel. We had an early-ish lunch at The Cheesecake Factory, which was…
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My Life in Music
I saw this on Wendy’s website, and I thought, No, I could never think of enough songs…but then I decided to take a walk at lunchtime, and listen to my beloved iPod, and lo and behold, I came up with a bunch of songs to fill it in. Kind of fun to search around and think about what song is perfect for what situation, that kind of thing. I’ve changed some of the categories, and made it a bit more personal. 🙂 My Life in Music Opening Credits: Mozart’s Clarinet Concerto Waking Up: Good Day Sunshine by the Beatles Childhood: Ob La Di, Ob La Da also by the Beatles…
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Cancer Sucks…and so does Senator Enzi.
On the heels of the loss of Dana Reeve to lung cancer, comes the news that Ann Richards has cancer of the esophagus. God bless her, Ann Richards is an amazing woman, and was the (democratic) governor of Texas before George Bush. Some blame her for losing that race, thus giving GW the chance to run for President. Others blame Clinton for letting his pants down (literally), thus creating the Republican backlash that was heard throughout many states, and, they say, caused Richards to lose to Bush. Without going into the miserable ‘what ifs’, all I can say is that I have the utmost respect for Richards, and I hope…
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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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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.