tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38294662011-12-15T20:03:17.806-05:00nothing to do with pastries, just an unhealthy fascination with Hamlet.bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comBlogger13391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-86913776818900305962008-10-28T12:55:00.002-04:002011-12-15T20:03:17.812-05:00

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?- Mary Oliveri've been chewing on that one for a while. we so often rush through life, or feel like we should be Doing Something but get frustrated that we Aren't Doing because we can't name what the Something is, or just have our heads down in the nitty-gritty of each day.i was sitting on the porch, having tea and reading

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-28622407627213431852008-10-13T20:44:00.001-04:002008-10-13T20:44:04.494-04:00

how about some sonia dada? they haven't put anything out lately, which is a cryin' shame; hopefully they'll get back in the studio sometime soon. if you like this one, poke around on UToob some and check out their other songs - they rock long and hard. there are actually a few other songs i think i like better, but this one hit the spot tonight.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-66501733104992407142008-10-13T12:53:00.001-04:002008-10-13T12:53:04.098-04:00

i heard a report over the weekend that crystallized something that's been rattling around in the back of my head for weeks. the reporter said, (loosely paraphrasing) 'the choice of the word smear is an interesting one' in the reports that Obama is supposedly Muslim.so what if Obama were Muslim? *so? what?* the fact that he is being called upon to defend his religious beliefs, and deny that he

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-35980846270975633402008-10-10T17:46:00.001-04:002008-10-10T17:46:59.330-04:00

and i'm not having much of a sense of humor about it. my best friend recommended watching SNL clips - 'Tina Fey will crack you up! it's funny!'when the spoof is a verbatim re-enactment of the actual event, it's not funny. listening to fey/palin (and yes, i did watch the original interview) be so ragingly incoherent, then realizing that *people want to vote for her*, and then realizing that

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-89006659607797140472008-08-19T12:41:00.001-04:002008-08-19T12:41:26.315-04:00

kyra sedgewick, john stamos, orville wright, bill clinton, gene roddenberry, philo t. farnsworth, coco chanel, and ogden nash.i'm okay with keeping that kind of company. :)

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bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-24975268409156788952008-07-15T20:30:00.000-04:002008-07-15T21:13:01.016-04:00

and much to my surprise, the summer is rocketing by. two weeks? haven't posted in two weeks? and what do you mean, he's back in school in a month or so? been following to see who MedSm will have for a teacher (one retired, one quit, none have been hired, so we have no idea who's teaching 5th grade next year), and am shocked at how quickly we've gone from end of school to shopping for school

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-65209603058187299902008-07-02T19:50:00.003-04:002008-07-02T19:53:32.597-04:00

and i think... could everyone in the world make enough money? i mean, perhaps i should have paid more attention in Econ 101 in college, and then i'd know. but ... could it be that each person could make a living wage? is there a fixed amount of money in the world, and it can only be meted out to so many, or is it a malleable figure, and could it just be possible for everyone to be able to put

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-35579571553867524102008-06-21T13:06:00.000-04:002008-06-21T13:07:36.045-04:00

My pirate name is: Mad Bess Flint Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr! Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.part of the fidius.org network

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more cat pictures

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Purchase :: and saleSqueaky clean :: wash dayBlended :: familyWednesday :: Tuesday WeldFunction :: over formLook down :: shoesJuly? :: FourthRaspberry :: lime rickeyAssertive :: strengthCracker :: Jackhappy Father's Day, everyone. :)

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Rambling :: Jack EliotMagnetic :: forceAgain! :: Alas!Acoustic :: harmonyMahogany :: not darkPromises :: miles to go before i sleepIll fitting :: suitSublime :: nirvanaPoop :: everybody (poops)Disoriented :: dizzyhm. at least two book references in there... nah, i wasn't a librarian in a former life. ;)

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-63208160387600348862008-06-04T20:41:00.003-04:002008-06-05T06:44:45.075-04:00

could you maybe just lighten up on it for a bit? please?i opened up my alumni magazine tonight to find that my college roommate from senior year died, just before Christmas. kelly was a great person, and a great roommate, and how she put up with me, i'll never know.she interned for David Letterman one summer, living in a small, hot little apartment in NYC. she sent me a t-shirt from the show,

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bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-77386420845260105802008-05-31T09:37:00.002-04:002008-05-31T09:41:30.283-04:00

getting organized for gram's service... and the day is gorgeous, i've played in the gardens, and felt pretty connected to a lot of people. planted tomatoes and thought of gram, listened to the ship's bell i have hanging in the garden and thought of dale, listened to the owl in the tree next door and thought of sleepovers at gram and gramp's where i'd wake up and listen to the owl who lived by

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-51001732602130548172008-05-30T21:43:00.000-04:002008-05-30T21:44:30.959-04:00

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-83938449663367943312008-05-30T09:09:00.003-04:002008-05-30T09:11:55.781-04:00

if you haven't heard it before, it's worth listening to. (will try to find an audio clip later.) if you've ever seen Four Weddings and a Funeral, then you've seen the reading that introduced me to the poem. and John Hannah's reading still brings me to tears.Funeral BluesStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-11633972551005398462008-05-25T09:56:00.002-04:002008-05-25T10:05:38.364-04:00

i'd been planning to go down this weekend, and then got the call from dad saturday morning. 'come now.' was out the door in about 7 minutes flat. worried (stupidly) about what to wear. got on the road, said a prayer for no traffic.traffic was fine. timing was not. she passed about an hour before i got there. but - she had family with her, and it was peaceful. thank you, god, for the gift

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-6139274206533451622008-05-19T21:12:00.002-04:002008-05-19T21:43:59.000-04:00

dinner: kalmata hummus, black olive tortilla chips (organic!), 2 hard boiled eggs, courtesy of TJs, since i can't hard boil an egg to save my life. okay, maybe then, but not most days. washing down with fakey-fake beer, which, much like the real deal, still tastes better in a bottle than a can.i suppose that sort of undoes the detox i'm doing this week, doesn't it? ;)ran errands all the way

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-46877967078103157012008-05-13T07:02:00.002-04:002008-05-13T07:23:36.850-04:00

'it's not that i'm not a detail oriented person. it's just that i'm oriented to different details than you are.' :)so, am i the only person that thinks this whole "gas holiday" thing (she said, airquoting her ass off) is a bunch of bullshit? as i understand it, politicos say 'no tax on gas! whee! stimulate economy, solve problem! whee!' okay, so i'm paraphrasing. and yet, the cost of a

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did i say i got to run my weekend at my own schedule? what i should have said was that i had a schedule-less weekend. was out running errands, and thought about doing a few more, then decided i wanted ice cream, got a slushie instead (Richie's rocks), then went home. after feeding the cat (nearly got him a new food dish that says 'what part of empty don't you understand?' on the inside) and

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-76456666664081489892008-05-10T17:09:00.002-04:002008-05-10T17:12:59.722-04:00

i have the weekend mostly to myself. and not as in, doing my own thing while they do theirs. no, i really have it mostly to myself - hubby and MedSm are doing a cub scout sleepover. they left this morning. yipee! i've been able to run the day on my own damn schedule, and it feels fine. got a haircut, bought myself a box of chocolates, a cookbook, a crappy magazine, and lunch at the sushi

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-81507842757965199012008-05-07T23:45:00.002-04:002008-05-08T00:00:35.158-04:00

slightly more nuanced, but not much, i guess, because the wrongness of it all just irks me.as difficult as it was for me to deal with not finding a card, at least i can put on the Big Girl Panties, put it in perspective, and move on. (having finally found an unsucky card - one, count 'em one - helped.)but what if you're the kid? you love your stepmom or stepdad, and want to get them a special

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-68322846570861957232008-05-05T22:48:00.003-04:002008-05-05T23:07:38.251-04:00

this is one of those songs that i love hearing on the radio (WERS, and thank god for them and their commercial-free oasis of musical goodness) - will blast the shit out of it, windows down, driving along the road to work, drinking my tea and looking at the trees and sun, and digging Ryan and his six string.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-80709635339325838902008-05-05T21:56:00.004-04:002008-05-05T22:29:40.198-04:00

(this will come as no surprise to my several regular readers. just thought i'd put it out there.)fact: as of 2000, there are more stepfamilies that "original" families in the US.fact: over 1300 new stepfamilies are formed every day.fact: it is easier to find a Mother's Day card from the cat than to find one for a stepmother.fact: right now, i have a Big Bucket of Fuck You for American

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-39247997140563976092008-05-04T23:12:00.003-04:002008-05-04T23:12:58.740-04:00

courtesy of katherine, over at datinggod. engineers and cats - funny!

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sadly, each time i use the phrase 'you know the drill', it makes me think of SailorBoy, who was (and likely is) a bit of a tool. i'm hoping to reclaim the phrase just by using it often.question: does drinking cheap fake beer out of a can make me fake white trash?listening to NPR this afternoon, as well as several other local noncommercial stations... NPR is a constant source of both news and

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-59259381061039846452008-04-30T23:51:00.003-04:002008-04-30T23:56:44.000-04:00

* cheap fake amber beer in a can. (yes, my trailer is on order.)* space heaters.* my husband.* green things coming into bloom.* fuzzy pajamas, and matching fuzzy socks. * jazz with eric in the evening.* good friends.* caffeine, especially tea.* taping shows so i can skip the commercials.* my goofy hamsters, trying to eat pea pods bigger than they are.bonus item: hot, steaming showers and really

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-84859030380645182362008-04-27T15:01:00.000-04:002008-04-27T15:02:47.925-04:00

Thug :: uselessSlurp :: SlurpieAlley :: catSweater vest :: argyleTargeted :: advertisingSnazzy :: KatOy! :: *hands in air*Jury duty :: responsibleLow fat :: not badResponsibility :: adult

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-47325828316009932972008-04-27T13:37:00.001-04:002008-04-27T13:38:44.534-04:00

listening to Moby on 'Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me' while doing some editing, and life is good.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-51702995684026640802008-04-26T08:29:00.002-04:002008-04-26T08:35:38.251-04:00

(note: it's early, i'm cranky, and if you want shiny happy things, go here.)yes, it would be self-imposed, but after attempting to get some sleep next to a mating elephant? i was thisclose to whacking hubby with a pillow this morning. only, it would have taken effort.and i had to battle with his sleeping lumpy form last night to actually *have* sheets to crawl under.so i am not happy, nor

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-82139053483806069262008-04-25T07:57:00.002-04:002008-04-25T07:59:05.264-04:00

and there are never enough hours in the day, i was thinking this morning as i foraged for clean clothes. but really, it doesn't have much to do with the number of hours, does it? that's a fixed quantity. what does change is what we do with those hours. 10 lbs will never fit in a 5 lb bag. :)

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so many things in my life feel like they are out of my control, or that i've lost control of them, that i take the good moments/days where i can get them.woke up early, and reorganized the closet. we've got a long, skinny walk-in closet in our bedroom; the bedroom is on the third floor (and of course, the laundry is in the basement), and the closet is tucked in what used to be the attic eaves.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-49385791302377694472008-04-20T19:42:00.002-04:002008-04-20T19:42:59.822-04:00

i slept. all. day. woke up at 6. PM.and the sad part is, i'm still tired.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-54981898362569570132008-04-20T19:39:00.003-04:002008-04-20T19:41:37.980-04:00

Questioning :: learning Immunity :: idol Online dating :: crap shoot Calcium :: osteoporosisDressing :: salad Bucket :: brigade Stain :: lifter Advanced :: age Dramatic :: ShakespeareSelf-medication :: dangerous

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and i don't mean the print on a physical radio. no, proofreading what you're hearing on the radio.driving home the other night, i heard the credits for a show on NPR. i've heard it a hundred times before, but for some reason, i caught it this time around: 'this is a co-production of Sponsor A, Company B, and Production Company C.' and i think, 'coproduction is a project for two people. if

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Silence :: golden Wall :: of China Killed :: needless Wishful :: thinking Poodle :: skirt Sullen :: annoying Do not disturb :: pink Philadephia :: Flyer Anticipation :: Carly Simon Sidewalk :: chalk

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i've tidied up some of the code here. weeded out links, will get around to adding new ones in the next few days. (not unlike the gardening i wish i could be doing outside... wonder how my boss would feel if i called in 'gardening' on a sunny day, since they all seem to be mid-week.) most of it felt pretty good, the cleaning up, altho it was painful to remove the link to leslie harpold's advent

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-28090503238884693052008-04-11T07:38:00.002-04:002008-04-11T07:41:43.698-04:00

i'm not a morning person. but i've gotten used to getting up early. trained myself to do it, more - i still don't like being up early. but i find that something clicks around 7 am, and if the alarm doesn't go off, i'm still up. not that early, i suppose - i know people who are up much earlier.perfect sleeping weather last night. we left the windows open to air out the place, and snuggled

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-35648516326286085152008-04-09T22:02:00.002-04:002008-04-09T22:03:53.304-04:00

how to jump back in, do i want to jump back in, oh, wait - must clean blog first, needs new layout, where are my damn archives, let's combine sites... you know the drill. ;)so, here it is. no fanfare, just getting back into the groove of posting.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-17474123217329527092007-07-29T14:59:00.000-04:002007-07-29T15:01:47.367-04:00

Traditional :: June CleaverPopeye :: spinachGin :: TonicHarsh :: sandstormTopless :: beachThe thing :: that Ate ManhattanDefiant :: stanceHuge :: ginormous**Food :: satisfyingLenny :: Bruce**first response edited in the interest of discretion. ;)

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yeah, so... i get that i'd promised a more timely update. and here's what happened: i got a new job (which i love and adore), and had to adjust to a new commute (ask me how the first day went - when my CAR DIED), and took the time to step back, find a new rhythym, and sink into the new melody of my life.y'all, i cannot tell you how much i love and adore my new job. not just the job (which

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-24647584443292494452007-06-03T14:55:00.000-04:002007-06-03T14:58:53.737-04:00

Savage :: carnalWarrior :: strongDaisy :: DukeSchedule :: consistencyRock, paper, scissors :: kidsMedical :: internshipJade :: smoothElevator :: OtisDrain :: poolGoldfish :: crackersokay, so not much interesting there... but i feel good about at least doing the list, and jogging the brain. shifting to the new flow of things has been... well, a lot of things, tiring among them. longer post later

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-91441577845889499682007-05-21T23:58:00.000-04:002007-05-22T00:06:21.578-04:00

so. here's what i've finally come to grips with: i hate being an adult.i don't like being in charge, i don't like being responsible, i don't like that it all comes down to things that are no fun. yes, i get that you have to do the no fun things to earn the chance to do the fun things. it still sucks. and that is what it is. i'll deal.feh.new job, new terms on bills, and (the constant) my

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Coastguard :: rocky (as in coastline)Buddies :: palsNap :: much neededGroan :: angstSitcom :: SeinfeldReader :: naturalHeroes :: underappreciatedAmazing :: TechnicolorWoman :: powerfulDon’t! :: open that door! (as in, every horror film)

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-58711082096144175002007-05-18T00:06:00.000-04:002007-05-18T00:09:37.501-04:00

well, at least the first one. there are several fires on the home front (all metaphorical, at the moment), and the first of them has just been dowsed. i've landed a new job, thanks to a combination of luck, dedication, and fabulous friends. the last five weeks have felt like a permanent sprint of the Marathon course, and i'm happy to have reached at least one finish line....more after i've

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-48358798453939196142007-05-08T11:17:00.000-04:002007-05-08T11:19:46.157-04:00

life has taken some interesting turns recently. no, i don't feel like discussing them much, at least not here. if you know me, then you know how to get ahold of me. sorry - i don't have anything else to offer at the moment.

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-47545359056305205532007-03-23T00:30:00.000-04:002007-03-23T00:32:10.107-04:00

whilst trying out a mock draft for fantasy baseball tonight, in anticipation of tonight's live draft -"you're probably the smartest fantasy baseball chick around, aren't you?"ah, be still, my baseball lovin' heart. ;)

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-28259472613082565212007-03-19T08:48:00.000-04:002007-03-19T08:53:44.419-04:00

1. How many times do you wake up during the night?oh, i suppose that depends on how stressed i am, and how much hubby is snoring. ;)2. On an average, how many hours of sleep do you try to get?not nearly enough. i have to say, i'm not especially good about *trying* to get sleep. i generally go until i'm tired, or done, and then crawl into bed.3. What day of the week do you do your "major"

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-16505877441022456842007-03-18T19:40:00.000-04:002007-03-18T19:43:26.813-04:00

bad news: crocuses are squeeshed. no news: on that opportunity for hubby... it's still hanging out there, and we haven'e heard. then again, nobody has, as far as we can tell. reading the entertainment news, i can see a possible reason - one of the judges has been in the news lately, so perhaps that's the holdup. still keeping digits crossed...

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upside: crocuses are coming out in my garden. yay!

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On religious wars, "You're basically killing each other to see who's got the better imaginary friend."there's not nearly enough humor in this world, and there should never be a reason that someone would think a gun is the only way to deal with their pain.

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honestly, there are some days you can't win for trying. today was one of them.series of small things... and then the bombshell, that all the nice warm shiny happy words we got from our superintendent are possibly really not at all what they seem.that, plus being thrown under the bus several times...i'm ready for the weekend. oh, wait... that means dedicated kid time, which is all good, but no

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The best thing :: everHold :: onRapture :: biblical Cover :: sheetRestrictive :: annoying Baker :: and TaylorAuthor :: scriptorumPill :: boonMonths :: weeksValentine’s Day :: manufactured

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she said, "don't you think it's better to be good because being good is decent and honourable rather than as a way to tempt the fates into treating you kindly? and doesn't it seem to be The Bad Guys who seem to have all the luck?"quite a decent question, and her comment points out a flaw in my commentary, because i never meant to imply that Life should treat me well because i treat Life well.

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oh, man... i'm completely amped about this... *possibility* on our horizon. okay, so, hubby's horizon, really. ;) so happy, and teary, and antsy to know how this will go - and feeling rewarded. it seems to me that much of my frustration the last few years (okay, always, to be honest) comes from thinking, 'hey, if i'm good and kind to animals and small children, and try to do well in my life,

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Plaster :: of ParisCabbage :: and kingsJazz :: therapy [huh?]Darts :: beerPoke :: the monkeyBribe :: illegalWhale :: of a taleReceipt :: proofAnswer :: dialogDentist :: drill

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sorry, Jon. you've been replaced.my new TV Boyfriend is Alton Brown. he's good looking, funny, a bit of a geek, and a foodie. and just when i thought it couldn't get any better... comes his road trip. that's right - not only is he a hottie food geek, he's into motorcycles. oh, and a cinematographer with a science background. and looks *damn* hot with a little bit of stubble. and that

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1. Do you make New Year's resolutions? If so, what is your most important one? i don't, generally, because i have a hard time scheduling important decisions. January 1 - decide something important! yeah, just doesn't work for me. however, i did make a fairly New Year resolution, if deciding the middle of the month counts, and that is to live more consciously and mindfully this year. deciding

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i had sort of forgotten that i'd left all y'all with such a heavy post, because i've been up to my ass in alligators of various shapes and sizes. so, for me, there's been a whole lot more going on in the emotional landscape lately than the last post would let you know. or, maybe, not more, just varying shades of shite.so. :) scattershot crumbles. first - while the last post may have sounded

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-87882144454370772672007-01-21T01:50:00.000-05:002007-01-21T02:11:53.547-05:00

it's a healthy thing, i think, to acknowledge and name our grief, and to give it a place in our lives. perhaps we let go, eventually, altho for me that would mean letting go of the source of grief. and i'm not ready to let go of those people and animals, those beings, not now, and probably never.that doesn't mean walking around, marked with ashes and grieving always. for me, at least, it means

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we didn't just get family. we got Family DefCon3.Family 1.0, you sign up for spouse, in-laws, awkward holiday negotiations. Family 1.5, you have kids, and the negotiations get more interesting. ;) Family 2.1, you've survived graduations, driver's license, in-laws, and every dang holiday. and you've made it up the learning curve.Family DefCon3 - there is no learning curve. there is only

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(that said, there is a lot happening, and much i want to write about on resolutions. still cogitating on that one...)for now, 10 on Tuesday, quite blatantly lifted from the ever-lovely jen (who hopefully doesn't have another migraine tomorrow).10 things you do well.1) worry2) cook, and bake3) play Trivial Pursuit4) also, cribbage5) analyze issues and problems6) be loyal to friends 7)

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*sniff* i'm a little under the weather today. too much pepper spray can make a brother congested, if you know what i'm sayin'. but the harder they hit us, the louder we become. kinda like the skin on a drum, you know what i'm sayin'?love me some Michael Franti. also, Ani DiFranco, Ellis Paul, Utah Phillips, Bruce Cockburn, and so very many local artists (and not just Boston local) - anyone

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Law Fishing Ice Fishing Shooting Winter Sports Hunting Spirits / Liquor / Mixed Drinks Knives Life Alcohol i'm just sayin'.

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see, the dwarf hammies will occasionally make a break for it. (where they think they're going is anyone's guess.) so i do a cage check every morning, pretty much. the animals, they are nocturnal (or diurnal, depending on tempermant.) which means: sleeping animal, less than 2 ounces, in large cage, blending in well with bedding material, add pet parent without caffeine and ridiculously

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herewith, The 2006 Darwin Awards. my favorite? Hammer of Doom. and yes, i did laugh hard enough that i almost wasn't able to answer the phone at the office.

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In the year 2007 I resolve to:Make millions in the rubber ducky industry.Get your resolution here.

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these are the top ten beliefs most closely aligned with what i believe. interestingly, the religion i do practice is listed at #10. i've studied several of the others, and am curious about several of the others (liberal Quaker?).1. Neo-Pagan (100%)2. Unitarian Universalism (88%)3. Hinduism (87%)4. Mahayana Buddhism (86%)5. New Age (82%)6. Liberal Quakers (76%)7. Sikhism (72%) 8.

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Your Dosha is PittaYou have a quick mind, a gift for persuasion, and a sharp sense of humor.You have both the drive and people skills to be a very successful leader.Argumentative and a bit stubborn, you have been known to be a little too set in your ways.But while you may be biased toward your own point of view, you are always honest, fair, and ethical.With friends: You are outgoing and open to

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it's naturally a season of shutting down, of less sun and energy, of hibernation. it also seems that the human machine runs in much the same cycle. there have been several public deaths recently - James Brown, and Gerald Ford, to name a few.and there have been many private deaths. we were at a wake last night, for a friend who had lost his mother. and at the wake, we caught up with another

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oh, my. i got an early Christmas present tonight, or one right on time, depending on how you look at it. halfway thru midnight services, a clarion voice appeared in the crowd. a few pews behind me, to my left, was a curly-haired blond, with a scruff of beard and a red pin-stripe shirt, singing in the most beautiful, clear, operatic voice. many of us turned around to see who was singing, as it

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sleep - you are *unconscious*, unaware of your surroundings, and your body is recharging.down time - you are awake, and aware, and participating in something that recharges your heart and soul.i have not had any down time in the last few weeks. in fact, i can't recall an episode of recent near-down time that didn't involve being semi-comatose.hey, if you're wondering what to get me for Christmas

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fact is, i'm quite glad she tagged me - having seen the meme elsewhere (...right, over at jen's), and needing something lighter than what's been going on the last few days. thanks, mouse!1. Egg nog or hot chocolate? yes. must i choose? egg nog is a lovely seasonal indulgence, and i'll buy some once or twice a year. in fact, i just bought some last night, for which MedSm will be happy, as

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i've been reading her for years, it seems, on various sites, and various incarnations of her personal site. she's funny, and witty, and a great writer, and a presence. and it doesn't seem right to discuss her in the past tense.in the link column on the left is a link to her Advent calendar. it's a project she's done annually for several years, and one that brought me great joy. she'd just

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last week's questions were more interesting. :)1. What song gives you the most holiday cheer?i love any sort of carol... what pops to mind is Star in the East, done by a choir, possibly Vienna Boys Choir, on an album with a maroon cover... visual memory is a pain in the ass sometimes. ;) also, Holly and the Ivy, in particular a version done by Jim Infantino and Jonatha Brook. but especially

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driving back to the office this afternoon, making familiar trails along a favorite road, i have the radio turned up just enough that it takes all my focus. i can't think of anything other than the music. on comes stone roses, and i'm singing along with waterfall...she'll carry on through it allshe's a waterfalland i'm driving, and singing, and outside my own head, and in the moment.and as i'm

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-65720372397667249642006-12-10T00:39:00.000-05:002006-12-11T10:10:00.886-05:00

check out kenneth's gallery of snowflake images. amazingly beautiful.

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sometimes, the hurts you have been holding onto no longer matter. while they may have seemed significant at the time, you can step back and say, 'nope. not critical. nor is it productive to keep holding on to this without speaking.'sometimes, you have the chance, and the gift, to reconnect with someone in your life.sometimes, it's about being able to let go, and listen. and if you're lucky,

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it seems that most faiths have some sort of celebration this time of year involving lights. be it Christmas, Diwali, Hanukkah, Solstice, Imbolc, or other winter festivals, both secular and not - all seem to put varying degrees of importance on light.and i thought, y'know, when it comes right down to it, human nature is not all that different from place to place. yes, our cultures, our habits,

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nuh uh. started on the 1st of December, runs thru the 1st of January.so i've already missed a day. crapsnart. *ties string around finger as reminder*

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and tonight, i was reminded of why i adore Jon Stewart so much.he recently had one of my musical icons on his show - Tom Waits. Tom Freakin' Waits.wonderful interview. and where he usually has 'Your Moment of Zen', Jon walked out on stage, intro'd Tom Waits, and said that Tom's musical performance was his own moment of zen.the song that Tom did, 'Day After Tomorrow'... breaks my heart. i've

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because, really, i've been doing enough of that. if it's boring me? that's a sign. :)i joined a garden club recently. it's a low key sort of affair, with minimal dues and monthly meetings. it appealed to me precisely because it's low key - no competitive gardening here, thankyouverymuch. instead, it's turned out to be a chance to meet interesting local women, and swap stories, about gardens

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while i love and appreciate watching MedSm become a thinking, reasoning individual, sometimes i'm not interested in being part of the debate club. and maintaining restraint and reason in the face of that can be challenging. i could throw out all sorts of "reasons" - lack of caffeine, too many balls in the air, tired from working, in pain because my wrist went out this afternoon - but they

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what absolutely fabulous weather today! i'm both pleased and freaked out... pleased that i'm not freezing my ass off, and freaked out that November has been, overall, more like Indian Summer. what the hell have we done to this planet?my kid rocks. he is smart, and curious, and creative, and generally respectful. my mom actually mentioned to me what a great kid he is, when we were talking

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late, tired, flat out. too much to do, for me, for others, for everyone. not enough sunlight in the day... and the fog and damp on top of short sunlight hours... sucketh.job #1 (day job) - check. job #2 (semi-day job) - check. job #3 (home) - check, without conviction (as in, i don't think i'm even close to done with chores). potential job #4 (in addition, not in place) - eh, bite me.and

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of course, the rain and 4:00 sunset don't exactly help. pah.

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it seems that lately i'm only seen when it serves someone else's purpose. and i'm tired of being taken for granted.

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while i love and appreciate watching MedSm become a thinking, reasoning individual, sometimes i'm not interested in being part of the debate club. and maintaining restraint and reason in the face of that can be challenging. i could throw out all sorts of "reasons" - lack of caffeine, too many balls in the air, tired from working, in pain because my wrist went out this afternoon - but they

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Rhyme :: reasonSubstantial :: heftyInstant :: gratificationGreed :: uglyBrad :: PittSeason :: swingAccomplished :: done Invite :: welcomSparkle :: sheenRainbow :: arc

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it was a rough weekend, in some ways; spent a lot of time crying, which generally helps - a good cry gets things out of the system. but in this case, i just ended up tired, and no clearer. and the thought of sitting at a keyboard was more than i could deal with.fortunately for you lucky readers, i may have multiple posts today to make up for it. ;)

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i just could not physically deal with sitting at the computer and typing. slept in, recovering from the drive (the day itself was great), then spent the afternoon doing things with MedSm. he made Chex mix, did some art, we talked about how much media is a good amount of media and came to an agreement as to how much tv/computer/video games are okay in a day, he and i went on a hike, i made lunch

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-1164340066805851192006-11-23T22:46:00.000-05:002006-11-23T22:47:46.836-05:00

i'd write more, but honestly, 6 hours driving in the torrential rain has me completely fried. more tomorrow.

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oddly, this means nothing like what it would have 10 or 15 years ago, where the above would have been preceded by a night of drinking with the gang, seeing music, going out somewhere, and then paying the price by wincing at daylight and wondering how it is your *hair* can hurt.i'm rather entertained that this time around, it means that i was up altogether far too late making the cutest cookies

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when you have nothing left to burn, set your hair on fire.from a Mojave 3 song, i think, and not really a lyric so much as a spoken introduction.it's been tumbling around in my head since then.

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all those things that They Said, and you went 'phhhht. yeah, right.'??here's what i'm finding as i get older: it's not so much that those statements weren't true. it's more that they didn't resonate with where you were at the time. and it comes back around to who you are, and where you are.the number of times i've heard my parents' voices come out of my mouth recently, for example. i

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if you allow your child to experiment with the meat tenderizer mallet with modelling clay because it seems safer than other targets, be prepared for the fact that the dishwasher will not remove all of said modelling clay.i'm just sayin'.

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that, boys and girls, would be the sound of my ass falling soundly off the NaBloPoMo train.the last few days have been a bit of a wreck, and i haven't gotten near a keyboard. which is a bit of a shame, for a lot of reasons. i'm really getting into the groove of posting something everyday, to the point where i've said, out loud, in front of other people, 'oh, i am *so* blogging that!'. complete

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i mean, they have a tap dancer as their percussion session - how cool is that?and i love wers, for turning me on to Tilly and The Wall, among other bands. plus, their daytime lineup rocks, and they have an a capella show on the weekends. hubby, in fact, knew about that show, and so he's the one who hooked me up with the radio love. MedSm calls it 'that cat song channel', because there's a song

bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02885698226976800959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829466.post-1163650020422679932006-11-15T23:04:00.000-05:002006-11-15T23:07:00.503-05:00

(i would use glitter, but, i have another week before i get my glitter privledges reinstated after the incident with the cat, the spray glue and the multicolored glitter.)

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