Blogging

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • Weekend Wrap Up

    This was a lovely weekend, which started with a brand new Sofa and Mattress set on Friday afternoon. Yay! The sad story of our old mattress is that it was a King, but to get it up the stairs of our low-ceilinged townhome, you had to kind of bend it…which may be part of why it was hurting our backs, that it got damaged somehow when we moved in. Or, it could just be that it was about time for it to die….it was about 9 years old. So, new mattress came, King size, a week ago, but it couldn’t fit up the stairs. 🙁 So they took it away.…

  • I got tagged…

    I got tagged for a brand new MEME by L. Here goes: 1) What was the last thing you prayed for? I prayed for Autumn’s Mom’s Mom to get a job. I am an athiest, so I don’t know how much it will help. But I prayed for my mom to get a job, and she did, so I figure, it can’t hurt. 2) What was the nicest thing you ever did for someone else? I gave birth to my daughter. How can you top that, giving someone life? I try to be a nice person, generally, but I don’t know how much I succeed. 3) What do you think…

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  • Blogarreah

    I had a dream last night, that Maya was at a Girl Scout sleepover, and the parents were all there chatting, snacking, drinking and having a party. There were also people there from an old job I had, and other kids/parents from the school, that aren’t in the Scouts. Well, at one point, Ted said, I wonder how Maya’s doing, and I went outside to check. I saw two kids from the school, Robert and Chanel, and I said, “Have you seen Maya?” Robert said, “She’s in the corner of the yard with the rest of the girl scouts, lighting up.” So I went over to see what was going…

  • Rambling Thoughts on MySpace, et. al.

    I was listening to my favorite radio station this morning, and they were talking about “MySpace.com”, and whether it is dangerous for kids or not. One man called in and said that he doesn’t think that legislating or policing the site is the ultimate answer, because kids are smarter than we are, and if they’re going to do something, they’re going to do it. So, the key is to TEACH your kids what is safe, what isn’t, and why. Teach them why they shouldn’t want to do something, like go meet people that they’ve only met online, because it might not be safe. Coincidentally, I just started a new book,…

  • Why I Prefer Showers…

    So there’s this website called Post Secret, which is an ongoing community art project where people mail-in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. This one pretty much sums up my feelings for bathing (see # 76). A jacuzzi, however, is different. Take a look…some of them may speak to you. I found it via The View From Crazy. Mail your secrets to: PostSecret 13345 Copper Ridge Rd Germantown, Maryland USA 20874-3454

  • Flashback Friday

    I was going to skip posting for a few days…maybe until Monday…just to show you all that I don’t HAVE to post every day, and I DON’T have a ‘posting problem’ or anything. But apparantly that’s not true. Is there a support group out there for blogging? Maybe this will be my only post for the day. Maybe. Anyway, here’s where I rip off TWO friends at once! First, Autumn’s Mom, who sometimes posts about music from the 80’s on Friday, taking us all into a slightly uncomfortable yet somehow pleasant time warp, and second, Jeffito, who has a link to a THIRD blog, Drink at Work. It’s the Drink…

  • Junk Mail (aka Spam)

    Do you ever read any of the junk mail that gets through the filters? Since I’m working from home today, my work email isn’t quite the same as when I’m at work, and I have to open an email in order to delete it. Of course, I don’t open the attachments. I stopped and read one today, and I thought it was kind of funny. Here you go. Nothing has been omitted, except for the attachment. Enjoy: Nor was that all. what do you do? in 1893 Of course not. But instead of weeping with exalted grief as she should have done when Misery expired giving birth to the boy…

  • Blog For Choice Day

    I found out about Blog for Choice at Angry Black Bitch. And there’s more here. I’ve been thinking about what to write about this….it’s an important issue for so many reasons…so here’s what I came up with. First of all, abortion is a terrible thing. I don’t care what you believe about when life starts, whether it’s with conception or with the birth of a live baby, or somewhere in between. The cold hard fact of the matter is that, if the pregnancy were allowed to continue, the most likely result would be a living, breathing baby. Stopping that in its tracks is tragic. That having been said, however, when…

  • 100 Things About Me

    Have you seen these on other websites? I’ve been enjoying reading other people’s “100 Things About Me”, so I thought I would join in the fun. 1. My favorite flowers are white tulips. 2. I recently turned 40. It’s ok, really. 3. My eyes are brown, except when they’re green. 4. I could eat pasta every day. Or at least, almost every day. 5. I love wine. And cheese nips. Together, as a snack. 6. Chocolate is fine, but I can live without it. 7. I don’t like being hot, so don’t ask me to go hiking in summer. 8. I like to swim. 9. I’ve known my husband for…