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Feeling the Same Way All Over Again

April 8, 2011

Greetings Earthlings,

I have come to find out that I know not myself or just prefer not to bring myself to those self-awareness parties.  Much more fun to bring a changeable dramatic persona than anything having to do with reality, wouldn’t you agree?

And by you, I mean ‘me’.

How freeing and fun it is to type up such nonsense when I know no one is looking!  Yet the possibility of being viewed (read) has it’s thrill.    Unfortunately, I do feel I know the one or two of you who might happen to have this blog in their Google-Reader and thus upon seeing bold NEW post, ventures over here to be amused.

But is that amusement what I am going for?   Because I *know* you.   And yet I don’t.  I know an IDEA of you.

Therein lies the rub.   I have an IDEA of me that bursts upon my insecurities and causes me great angst.   Better that I just do.  DO; than sit and think.  I think way too much.

Well?     Can I structure an entire plot-driven or character-driven or new-age story line out of such nonsense?  Have I already used the word ‘nonsense’?    Crap.   START OVER.

I need somebody – a person, character, protagonist –  to drive some plot points even if they are action in the head, so to speak.     The theme of misunderstanding.   The theme of not knowing what you think you know.  And the theme of not dealing with reality.

Which leads me to my favorite quote.    Reality is only my perception of what is real.     Who said that I do not know.    Surely it is an ancient concept…

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Randomdumbdittydumdums…

November 18, 2010

It is so freeing to write when I don’t expect anyone to read it!   Why?  Because there is no one to JUDGE.  And yet all my lovely readers have always been so positive and encouraging…    Whatever.

What?

Ever?

Just something to jot down and get the fingers moving over a typepad, over the KEYS.  We do still call them keys and not buttons, yes?

SO, today I met an interesting lady who had 4 or more books in her walker-basket.    Maybe I should say where I was…  I was at the nursing home that is not so much nursing as not-quite-independent living home.

I commented on my friend’s books, “Oh!  You like to read!  Any of these good?”  and she replied that she reads the first page and the last page and makes up stuff for the middle.

Aint that great?   I smiled at her with comradery joy and understanding.   “I can’t remember what I read anyway.”

 

And then later…   Another friend who always has a smile for me;  a smile of recognition for someone I am not but I don’t dissuade her.   She tells me that her brother keeps her holiday decorations for her and brings them when it is time.  She doesn’t have room to store her angels, her 2 foot tree.  But he does and he took it on himself to do that for her and help her find the spaces and places to decorate her room in style, with her own memorable stuff.   I thought that so sweet.  So simple, so sweet.

This is that lady that assumes I gave her a violet flowering plant and always asks me if I’ve seen the blooms.   And thanks me for giving it to her.     I don’t know who she thinks I am; I did not give her the plant.  But I complement the blossoms and the caregiver – she must be so wonderful to keep that flower going and blooming and living!   and she is.  Wonderful.

I’m getting weepy at the craziest songs.    I am also listening to a lot of sports radio talk.   HUH?  Anyway, when the commercials come on – always many many minutes of penis enlargement and sales tapes to improve business yappings, I switch to my Dixie Chick CD.     Remember that song Earl?      When Earl had to die, nah nah nah nah nah nah…  etc.     The first verse describes how Wanda files for divorce  and lets the law take it from there, but Earl ‘walks right through that restraining order and put her in intensive care’…   Then Wanda’s friend MaryAnn catches the red-eye from Atlanta and I burst into tears.

What a great friend.

 

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Women Unbound

December 3, 2009

I’m hosting a reading challenge!    OOps, I mean…  My alter-ego is.

Anyway, just had to share over here what I’m up to OVER THERE… and see if any of my friends in this slice of blogiverse want to join in a year long (plenty of time!) event to encourage reading around a certain topic:  Women’s Issues!

The rules are easy and no one is going to follow up and grade you.

So, click here —->  The Women Unbound Challenge <—

and think about it, will ya?     Or just leave a note here and tell me your favorite book that you think I should read for this challenge.   I’m already wanting to read about 75 books for the darn thing.

Also, since I’m a co-host, I’m reliving all that fun and joy of the early days of blogging.   When you would somehow find yourself on a blog and then click on someone who commented and then jump to their blog and the hop-skip somewhere else in blogosphere and discover NEW.  WORLDS.

and new friends.

and at least, extremely interesting people…

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It seems that everyone’s Google Reader is so full of MUST-READS that I can’t even find time to read a book let alone comment at all my favorite blogs!  It’s just bad, I tell ya.

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OK.  Anyone try any odd pies this past holiday?   I made a cranberry pecan and it was scrumptious.     🙂

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Annoy and Inspire

September 4, 2009

I decided this would be a great place and a good time for me to vent.   But I quickly thought I should balance this with some opposite-rant;  thus the title to this post.    I will list a few pet peeves and then counter with a few things that make me smile.      Let’s see which attitude-influencers WIN!   woo hoo!!

ANNOYING #1:    I get annoyed that people send emails with too few details.   Specifically, the requests I get to invite me to bring my dog to a pet-therapy opportunity.    Seldom do they mention what TOWN they are in!     I’ll get a quick email that announces orientation at Ayer Public Library and…   THAT’s IT!    No, grand thank you for signing up months ago to do this, just ‘hey – here are the dates’.      UM.     huh?  who ARE you?  WHERE are you?   What exactly did I sign up for made you send me this email today?!    SO, now I have to go dig up more details and I really wish I could send an email back, HEY!   WHO ARE YOU!!?!??!

INSPIRATION:     I really have to take a deep breath and just let the faint vague details come to me:    This is an opportunity for me to bring my dog to a program assisting young children learning to read.    Apparently, a child is more comfortable reading aloud to a DOG audience of one and reading scores improve with regular sessions.     I really think Oscar is an excellent calm listener and am eager to do good and help improve a young reader’s ability and foster a love for reading.     Sounds AWESOME, doesn’t it?   At least, I think this email is about that program I signed up for months ago and haven’t heard anything about since…

ANNOY #2:    Husband’s piss-poor attitude this morning.   RRRRrrrrrrrr.     It’s not MY fault you went fishing yesterday and the exhaustion of your FUN day has caused you to be extremely irritable this morning.      He is anything but pleasant this morning.

INSPIRATION:    I must be thankful that my husband has opportunities to pursue his fishing passion and that he left me alone all day yesterday.    I read over half the book I’m currently enjoying AND I got to watch Project Runway without bothering him.     And I’m really glad that he didn’t decide to work from home today.

ANNOY #3:     I get annoyed and SADDENED when people too hastily assume that all creativity and the term ARTIST only means talent for drawing!   COME ON ALREADY!!    what ARE the schools teaching these days!?    Everyone on the planet who has thoughts in their heads are creative.    CREATIVE does NOT mean skilled at pen and paper drawing!     UGH – I can’t express it enough how thoroughly irritated I get that people do not understand the word CREATIVITY!

Here’s what happened yesterday:     I got my hair cut.    I hate getting my hair cut.    I don’t feel pampered, I feel afraid.     I realize this is something I need to tweak my attitude about but it’s still a struggle to set through a session and not wish is was over about 10 minutes after the snipping begins.     ANYWAY, the stylist was complimenting her work and I sincerely said,

“I take it as a good sign that the artist is admiring her work.”

And she replied,  “Oh, I’m not an artist.   I can’t draw at all.   My little sister is only eleven but she’s really good at drawing things.”

sigh…

INSPIRATION:    I love flowers.     I can see my zinnias outside my window as I glance up from the keyboard trying to find a countering inspiration to my wish that all people would consider and appreciate their own creativity…     Flowers.    Flowers, flowers, flowers…

EasterFlowers

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Nothing to Say and All Day to Say It!

July 9, 2009

WELL, well well.

Well.

I love this little blog, ya know?    And I kind of like this new quiet over here.  Waxes and wanes, this little obsession and I wonder sometimes if I could seriously put my butt into writing-mode-chair and draft something, anything.

Sure, I could!   I so could.   I’m smart enough, bright enough, not-quite disciplined enough, plenty of TIME enough – but still.   Those funny little naysayers that sit in the balconies of my most personal thought spaces pop up and yell – or maybe they whisper?

The blue words will now be those awful voices…

“Ya know, very few published fiction writers actually make enough money to live on.”

“Yea right, you gotta be open to CRITICISM.  You hate criticism, no – you actually LOVE criticism and eat it for breakfast as justification for your sorry sad do-nothing life.   Your thrive on being sad and lonely and misunderstood and

UNWORTHY.   Bring it on.”

“Ya know, discipline is hard.”

“Ya know, plenty of good writers can’t even get their stories published!!!!!!”

“You know that you don’t have any idea how to craft a friggin’ story?  OH yea, you’re real good at spitting out crappy blog posts of random nothingness but you know nothin’.”

Yes, but, I could be the next great thing!   Couldn’t I?    Just because yesterday didn’t happen for me, maybe tomorrow is MY TIME.    Gotta just keep puttin’ it out there.

“Yea right.   and then some day, you get famous and they find this blog.  ha!   You’ll be ridiculed beyond ridiculedness.  ridiculous. How do you spell that, anyway?   How come I never put those two words together before?  Huh.

Isn’t my brain a fun place to be?   Golly gee graciousness.    I need another beer.

Hey – have you ever noticed that when you do spell check in wordpress, that the system doesn’t like the word ‘blog’?   WTF?

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My Modem Needs Therapy

July 8, 2009

I had to call my internet-service-provider and tell them that my modem has amnesia.    It was connecting, but it didn’t want to help me.    Maybe it has anger issues.

I get so darn frustrated when I can’t get to the internet!    We are addicted, aren’t we?

Well, once I managed to calm down and not break the phone when the pleasant phone voice with options wouldn’t get me to a live tech support person, the phone batteries decided to die.    Trying to use my cellphone only confounds and confuses because they only want to direct me to cellphone support.   Sigh.

Well, we finally got it all figured out.   Had to restore and reboot and reset passwords.     How thankful, I am that I had the correct password to prove ME is really ME!       What a crazy world we have set up for ourselves!

So, I’m online once again and I can breathe, check my blogs,visit my faves, play my Sudoku, move money, e-mail my mother.

All is right with the world.

Except it’s raining.    Again.

rainday

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Little Ticked Off

June 5, 2009

Where’s my pretty kite avatar?  Hmm?     RRrrrrrrrr.    It really upsets me that my avatar is missing when I comment at your blogs!

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AND…

When I hit “My Comments” to see the replies to my comments on your blogs, I get…

nothing.

WP tells me that I should ‘make some friends by leaving some comments.’     Hey – I do have friends and I do leave comments.   SHOW THEM.

ratsafratsarats crap.

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Partial Post

April 21, 2009

Howdy.

I have started and deleted I dont know HOW MANY posts and thought I’d best just put anything ‘out here’.   But nothing has seemed interesting or blog-worthy.  I have been visiting you all and lurking (by ‘you’ I mean all of you who might be wondering what’s happened to me and why I haven’t posted here awhile.  You know who you are, right?!)

Allow me to give you a sample of various thoughts streaming across my consciousness:

It’s raining here today.   

I am addicted to the TV show Bones.   Anyone see it last night?!

I read 300 pages for last weekend’s 24 Hour Read-A-Thon.    It may not seem like much but it probably represents about 6 hours of reading time.     So, what was I doing the other 18 hours of the ‘Thon!?     I slept about an hour and half (it was a NAP!)  and I went to yoga class for 2 hours.   Of course, there are some activities that are difficult to do while reading and I did some of those.   and the rest of it, I was blogging!   Reading posts of other readers, participating in mini-challenges to keep us all excited about the Read-A-Thon, and commenting.   COMMMENTING COMMENTING COMMENTING and all the clicks and links and reading posts to comment on.    That’s what took most of my remaining 14 hours:   cheering on the approximately 150 other participants!      It was fun.   🙂

I’m reading The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett;  I’m about half way through the 972 pages.    After I finish, I will continue to read Oliver Sacks’ The Man Who Thought His Wife Was a Hat.     And then I hope to start In the Woods by Tara French.  

If you want to know what I’m up to blogging-wise and don’t know about my book blog, you may want to visit me there by clicking here.     

I’ve made a few pies lately:    Chocolate Pecan, Orange Meringue, Chocolate Cream, etc.    I’ll be baking a Bourbon Apple tomorrow.

Oscar is the most apathetic therapy dog in the universe.    But he’s loved and beloved so I keep dragging him along on my volunteer visits.   It’s not that he is unfriendly;  more like obstinately apathetic in a cooperative kind of way.

I haven’t traveled anywhere lately but I have a trip scheduled to Phoenix in May.

I’m having lunch this Friday with my friend Teeni – looking forward to that!    Maybe we’ll take a photo.    We’ll definitely be talking about Joan

When I logged into this blog today, I noticed that a few days ago, one of my posts had 133 hits.   WOW!    It was one of my Duffy posts…    I’ve been averaging about 20 hits a day here, in case you want to compare stats…

It’s really strange how I have set up such different worlds between my blogs.    Almost like having two different residences – my summer home versus my vacation home?    Totally different neighborhoods, weather, architectural styles…     It’s just odd, in a way.    

A huge happy hip THANK YOU to JavaQueen for granting me some linky-love and giving me an award!   The one called Let’s Be Friends!!   yes, let’s!

By the way, does one’s avatar ‘go away’ with disuse?     I’ve been leaving comments under this ID but my pretty little kite isn’t showing up…

Well, just bookmark this post for when you need to get some sleep.  ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz.   But, it’s SOMETHING!

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Sunshine

March 3, 2009

It’s 8:14 am on Tuesday as I type this sentence.

I just bebopped back here to post this awesome award I just accepted from my friend Teeni:

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I love sunshine and this does mean a lot.   Thanks!   

Usually, I graciously accept my awards and move on with little fanfare, no crowing on my own blog and no passing-it-along.   Not that I don’t have tons of favorites – I have way too many!    So, if you are reading this and you ‘know’ me and thus are probably on my blogroll or are on a blogroll of one of these on my blogroll (Reader has severely diminished my use of my own blogroll as a way to find  you all….)   FEEL FREE to accept, claim and pass it along!    Do go read Teeni’s post and follow the bread crumbs for how SHE got it, though.    Common courtesy thing I try to encourage.    If you’ve ever commented here before (or might) and I didn’t (or won’t) delete it as spam — ha!!   then feel free to accept some sunshine.   🙂

I’ve been up since 4:30 ish.    Hub had a plane to catch.   The one he should have been on yesterday but was cancelled due to weather.    Good thing he was home – a check arrived I needed his signature to cash.  I mean deposit.  [another snort.]

I made coffee and confused the dog by giving him an early breakfast.     

And I waited for the phone to ring to invite me to substitute teach.    The call could come as early as 5:30 so I got in and out of the shower before that.

Yea, they didn’t call.

RRrrrrrrrrr.     It really can be annoying that you don’t know if you might have to work.    Of course, I could say NO if they call, but if the day might as well be stuck in a classroom earning some dollars, I might as well be ready, just in case.     But now I’m ‘ready’ and wish I could crawl back in bed.  

Yea FLEXIBILITY!   waving my pompons!   woo hoo!

I haven’t ‘worked’ in 3 weeks.    But thankfully, I do know that I will work tomorrow.    The coordinator called up with a few advance notice assignments last week and one will be tomorrow.   I’ll be at the high school working as an aide with the special needs department.     It’s not bad.     I seem to like the assignments no one else feels comfortable with.   I like middle school and I like being an aide.    I REALLY disliked the younger elementary grades.     Just 45 minutes as the ‘reading’ teacher in a second grade class and I achieved out of control chaos in 28 minutes.   Scary!     They’re cute but menacing.

My newly decided to do list for the day is…

Finish this post.   Finish a review of Coetzee’s Life and Times of Michael K at the other blog.    (you DO know the link, right?)   The book was simple and complicated.    I’m still thinking about it…   Go to the bank.    Call for a slip reservation at the marina, decide which marine surveyor to hire and give calls back yea and nay, and take a nap.    

I wish you all a day full of prosperous joyous sunshiny smiles.

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RWBO

February 22, 2009

Remember my glory days of blogging?  hee hee, I don’t know how you will react to that but it amuses me.    It amuses me because I realize I haven’t been blogging ‘over here’ very much and the topics I’ve posted on lately have frustrated me (movies and my lack of whatever (motivation!?) to go see any) AND – warning:  run on sentence in the midst of, we are – I’m drinking wine.

Red* wine.  markwest

fetzer Do you recall RWBI?    Well, back in the day, May of last year, I was yapping about the nights my hub was out of town and American Idol was on.   And I was enjoying a glass or five of red wine.     Click here to read the first of that glorious series.

Where was I?

Oh yea.   THE OSCARS ARE ON, my PEOPLE!    Maybe by the time you read this, they’ll be over, but I’m blogging at my breakfast nook table on my new Mac laptop watching the red carpet nonsense waiting for HUGH Jackman to start the festivities.   

Yea, I know!   Why am I not in my home theatre watching the glamour?!?!

Well.

Well, the hub is home.    He wants to watch ‘something else.’    I guess racin’ is on… 

What the __?!  what a good wife I am.    He KNOWS I love the Oscars!    He is being mean.   

I’m thinking about calling the sub coordinator and telling her I can’t work tomorrow.    Subbing is awesome, like that!   If I don’t want to work tomorrow, I don’t have to.

I did see Slumdog Millionaire.   (ROMI!  I saw it!   Yes, I agree!!   Great GREAT movie.)  

Movies I Actually Saw That Might Win Gold Statues Tonight:    Slumdog Millionaire, Wall-E.      

I think that’s it.

So pathetic.     I think I’ll have some more wine…

* Red wine is safer than white wine.   Although it can keep me awake (sulfites, they say), it doesn’t wipe my short term memory like white wine does…

** and if you’ve read this far, just want to share that we made an offer on a boat.     It was about 75% of suggested retail price, so we are waiting for a counter or a reject…

***   Hey JL!    Did you sign up?!??!    hope so!

****  OHHHHHH so cute!   They just interviewed those adorable child actors from Slumdog and they are PRECIOUS!   so cute.  I hope they are having a great time in America – what a wild ride this must be.   TDC!   Too Damn Cute.