Musings
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Grace
(The image is one of the stained glass windows at Grace Cathedral, a Catholic church in San Francisco.) What does it mean to you, to live your life with grace? To a religious person, I would assume that it means living in God’s grace. But what does that mean, and does it mean the same thing to an atheist? I can’t speak to the religious side as well as Tracy or Dot might, but I can say that for me, to live my life in grace is something to strive for. Sadly, not something that comes exactly naturally. It means letting go of anger and bitterness, and embracing your forgiving…
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Fine Wine
(our haul from the day) Friday, Py and I took the day off of work to have some fun. It was the last day of Maya’s spring break, and originally we thought we might go to a local amusement park, but it turned out that they were closed. Most of the school districts in our area had their spring break either the week before Easter, or the week after. Including those of all of her friends. but not hers. So what else do you do with a 12 year old on spring break in Northern California? That’s right, you go wine tasting! We went up to Napa Valley for the…
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Desire…
Is it wrong that this knife is more tempting to me than jewelry or clothes? (Update at 10:30am…Ooh…I just had a thought…if I had this knife, I could make tuna tartar! Drool indeed!) And then there’s this. Drool. I think I may start saving my money, and get the real deal, just what I want, perfect knife and dutch oven. But it might be awhile, because they aren’t cheap, and I don’t want a Target knock off. Why wasn’t I born rich?
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Have You Ever Had it Blue?
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5mKMAgD390[/youtube] Can’t seem to get into my book, though when I read it, I like it. Can’t seem to think of anything interesting to write about on my blog, so I end up talking about some guy who wants you to tap your face to lose weight. Can’t seem to get motivated to get a stupid task done for work, because it’s boring, but hell, they’re paying me to do it, so I need to just DO it. Sigh. I think it’s time for a vacation. Too bad there’s no money or time for one right now.
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Can He Make You Thin?
I’ll confess that I’m hooked thus far on the short term TLC show, I Can Make You Thin. We watched the first episode last week, and it all seemed like good, rational, common sense advice to me. The guy’s name is Paul McKenna, and he’s a Brit who claims he can help you to lose weight without dieting. I’m suspicious of people who say no diets, and then proceed to put you on a diet, ever since Dr. Phil said he was anti-diet, and then put out a whole money making line of products to make money off of people dieting. I don’t like that AT ALL. And this guy…
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How to Use Your Apostrophe Correctly
(Photo found here.) OK, time for another grammar lesson kids. I know, it probably bugs the crap out of you when I do these posts, but it’s not often, so suck it up. Here’s the gist of it: I’m tired of seeing apostrophes used for plurals! Tired of it, I tell you! But I haven’t said much about it, except that I suspect that plurals don’t appreciate being used as possessives. It occurs to me that perhaps, some readers might make good use of more information. So, here goes. The correct uses of an apostrophe are: 1. To indicate the possessive form of a noun. For example, “Genevieve’s new bed…
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Double Meme Monday
Because it’s St. Patrick’s Day, so green is the “IT” color of the day, and because I saw this over at Beenzzz’s place, and couldn’t resist. Even if I am boring and reliable. I do like olive green, though. 😉 You Are Olive Green You are the most real of all the green shades. You’re always true to yourself. For you, authenticity and honesty are very important… both in others and yourself. You are grounded and secure. It takes a lot to shake you. People see you as dependable, probably the most dependable person they know. What Color Green Are You?
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Ode to Wednesday
One of the things I like about Maya’s middle school is Wednesday mornings. In her elementary school, she used to get out of school at 1:00 on Wednesday afternoons, which was nice, but now instead of getting out early, they start late. So, one day a week, we get to have a slower start to her day. Maya sleeps in (and sometimes, like today, I do too). Often we have time to sit down and eat breakfast together, as opposed to her eating eggo waffles while we walk to school (don’t worry, no messy syrup). The morning just doesn’t have that same rushed feeling as the rest of the week…
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Stress
Through this ordeal thus far, I’ve received some very good advice…to care for myself, to keep good thoughts so my body can stay strong, to take time for myself, to be kind to myself, etc. And I’ve been trying. The hotel has a gym; I belong to an online yoga studio; there are paths to be found around here that aren’t too icy, so I can take a walk when it isn’t too cold. So I’ve been exercising every day. The hotel has a large kitchen that families can use, and my room has a fridge and a microwave, so I’m not stuck eating in the hospital cafeteria. I’m eating…
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Good News/Bad News
Short update before we run out for a bit…good news is that the angiogram was tolerated and she came through it fine. Bad news is that she needs bypass surgery, perhaps as soon as Friday. Looks like I’ll be in Alaska longer than I had thought…
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I’m in Anchorage
Hi All, Haven’t been in Alaska in 10 years, and this is my first time in Anchorage. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll be sightseeing or visiting much, as I’m here because my mom has been transferred here from Juneau, and is in the hospital. Looks like heart problems, which may result in angioplasty, serious meds, or a bypass, depending on tests that they will be doing on Wednesday. So for now, we wait in the hospital. Fun. To my local friends, esp Cherry and Dot, I feel crummy for not calling you and telling you that I was leaving town, hopefully to be back on Saturday, but not sure…but I…
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TGIF
Not only is it Friday, it’s a three day weekend! Yay! I’m kinda thinking I could use a long weekend right about now. Seems like I’ve been busy busy busy lately. Last weekend, Maya and I attended a girls seminar held by Soroptomist International. Maya took classes in Self Defense, Yoga, and Etiquette, and I took classes in Talking to your teen-aged daughter, and helping your teen to succeed. Maya liked her classes, except the one on etiquette, which she didn’t like at all. But the classes that she might have been more interested in were full, so that’s what she got. But she did learn a few self defense…
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The Secret Family of Jesus
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55u9RcO7SxE[/youtube] (I couldn’t find a video of the right program, but this is very similar, and the same host.) We ended up watching part of this show on PBS the other night, The Secret Family of Jesus. We came in late and left early, so I will not pretend that anything I write here is correct or true. It’s all about the family of Jesus, and what information about his family made it into the Bible, and what did not. Discussions about how at that famous wedding where he turned water into wine, he was probably at a family wedding, that kind of thing. Then the idea was floated that…
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My Fairbanks Life
I recently found a new bloggy friend, Theresa from My Fairbanks Life. I found her through Michelle at Scribbit. They’re both Alaskan bloggers. Michelle lives in Anchorage, and Theresa lives in Fairbanks, which is where I spent 5 years as a child. Hearing about the cold snap they’re having right now (I just checked yahoo weather, and they’re saying it’s -43 F right now) put me in mind of some of my own memories of Fairbanks, and the time that I spent there. I had intended to do this as a Thursday 13, but didn’t get to it until late. So it’s a Friday 13 I guess. Anyway, without further…
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Wraggle Taggle Gypsies O!
(artwork by Tracy Butler, found here) We were talking the other day about music in schools, remembering when Maya used to sing every day in class, and how much she liked it, and then how that…ended…when she got to 1st grade. They still had music, but it was a music teacher who came once or twice a week, rather than the class singing songs together. I was reminded of the 4th grade, back in 1976 (I remember because it was an election year, very controversial among the 4th graders), when we had Mrs. Katz, the music teacher, who would come to our class once or twice a week with her…