Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there… I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow…
I am the diamond glints on snow…
I am the sunlight on ripened grain…
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of gentle birds in circling flight…
I am [...]
The Bad (get it out of the way so there’s plenty of room for the good:
My Grannie will be gone soon.
My mother is dealing with the death of her mother, a divorce, and uncertain work future and carrying the weight of dealing with an entire family’s load of issues.
My Budokan class has been canceled - [...]
Lex and I fly out of Seattle on Saturday night. We get home on Wednesday. They are taking her off the respirator on Friday night. My grandfather requested that we not be there. I think it’s all just too much for him. So finality sets in. The good thing is that her decades of pain [...]
I think Summer forgot to come to the upper NW, because the high was 56 yesterday. I’m not bitching, it’s just wierd to think that the East Coast is boiling in 100 degree weather and I am as cool as a cucumber, with happy sweaters and thick socks.
Today’s blessing - meetings all day, all over. [...]
I spoke with Mom yesterday as she left the plane. She sounded tired, worn, blue, and uneasy. But I made her laugh (it’s what us kids do), and she promised to call with any news. It’s nearly noon on the East coast, and no word. But my phone is still on.
And things keep rolling. Although [...]
I’m relatively intellectual these days when it comes to the inevitable, such as death. It’s easy to say that she left years ago, with a brain damaged by experimental drugs to curb the pain from her rheumatoid arthritis, and the subsequent damage from the meningitis and the stroke. She wasn’t what I remembered as a [...]
How hard it must be to make that decision - life support, or death.
Mom is flying east tomorrow to help the family make the decision. Lex and I will fly out soon. Our family needs us. And while I know when she passes it wil be a blessing for her, and while I know that [...]
When we moved into this house, we were excited. The pictures didn’t do the kitchen justice. It’s quite large. The granite counter tops, lovely. But once you live in a space, you find the dangerous bits, the areas where you should tread lightly for fear of rabid opossums or low-hanging ceilings just waiting for a [...]
Slept like shit
Woke up and used the elliptical
My girly bits are sore from yesterday’s ride. I decided not to wear bike shorts underneath my spiffy pants.
Our home improvements from the weekend have made the house look better.
We still have to put another screen door up on the back door.
If it looks nice - D wants [...]
This is the blog entries where I sit and wallow in introspection and discuss those things that mean the most to me: The Moosey restraunt with the soup, family ties, writing, and my period.
First, because it’s the most soap-opera-ish of the bunch, the family ties. I’ll keep it brief. My stepmother lives about a half [...]
Firefox’s 3.0 beta is wicked fast, but horridly unstable. And when I decided to go back to 2, it funked things up. Now I’m stuck between wanting to use Safari and Firefox. Safari is faster on most of my sites, but wordpress and a few other things are buggy, so I stick to firefox. Besides, [...]
I’m quite down, so let me start off apoligizing for the tone of this post. It’s kind of shitty that i’ve not blogged daily, and when I do, it’s one full of unecessary sadness, but that’s the way of my life right now. Let’s just blame it on the holidaze. Since the birth of my [...]
It’s been a crazy few days. Amandapants came back from her trip, only to find that her pissed off kitties pissed on her pillows. We spent the next few hours doing laundry. Then we went to dinner. It didn’t sit well with her, but she said she enjoyed the place I felt bad.
Lex, due [...]
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
Still in the midst of deadline, this is a quick post while I cook.
Our fireplace is toast. We can’t burn anything. The firebox itself is solid, but the chimney is falling apart. One strong wind, and we will lose bricks. That means I am very bitter.
The heater died as well. After NW Natural Gas [...]
I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues. - Dr. Suess
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