That Rainy Day Feeling.
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Coffee & Tea under the window, platters of treats on every table
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Newspapers are in their regular spot next to the door
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Please recommend (and unrecommend the Cafe/Lounge from yesterday)
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May the 4’s be with you
Am I finally losing my mind? Didn’t the Cafe say Closed, and now it doesn’t? katiebird, are you playing tricks on us?
she’s gaslighting us!
Ah, now it’s closed. I think she was being tactful and waiting for this new one to open.
Andi’s right. Gaslighting.
It’s changed titles 5 times today.
There you are! I didn’t mean to step on your cafes, but we weren’t sure if you’d be able to check back in and update it.
shhhh. I don’t see me.
if you haven’t been over there, there are some great photos by Nag, Olivia, Gooserock, Puget4 that you can click here to go see
Just for here…
Chrsyanthemum up close, taken 11.13.2005 (view large)
Olivia, I do not know how you do it, but you have got some of the most beautiful picxs of flowers I have ever seen. Thanks for sharing.
Absolutely exquisite!!! Olivia, you are the Queen of Flower Photography. Oh, your highness, how I adore your pictures!!!
Sunrise through the pines off my balcony this morning.
I love sunrises!!!!! Thanks for sharing it with me today.
you should post pictures more often (you could join Olivia in doing food porn and take pictures of the food at macy’s).
Thanks. It’s a smidge blurry because it was like 30 degrees out there and I was still in my PJs, shivering while I shot the series. Plus I’m still a n00b; this is the first nice camera I’ve ever had.
I don’t go to Macy’s anymore because pretty much everything there has soy in it and I’m allergic. 🙁 But I do cook. Maybe next time something finishes prettily I’ll try some food porn. It’s probably a good thing in general to continue to hone one’s various porn skills.
As ‘sex-positive feminists’, we should be all for having as much versatility as possible when it comes to flavors of porn (I am already a self-confessed addict of hardware porn).
You know the main thing I hold against McKinnon and chums is the term sex-positive feminists — it irritates the hell out me that a term like that would even need to exist.
Yeah, I can get into that:
Oh wait, that’s probably not what you meant. 😉
I do know what you mean about the “sex positive feminist” thing, though. I am forever having to say it, then explain it, then make some kind of disclaimer about it. Then once you add in my weird sexuality and nonspecific gender, most people I talk to about the topic in any detail wind up very confused.
Very funny (but where are all the dust bunnies) but no, more like this:
And better confusion than boredom which is how any discussion like that with me would end up.
better confusion than boredom
The grass is always greener, right? I’d much rather people were bored by my sex life than coordinating campaigns in half the states to change their constitutions over it.
Dust bunnies are agents of Satan. lol, I kid, I usually have them but I just built this thing so I’m still keeping it very clean.
The grass is always greener, right? I’d much rather people were bored by my sex life than coordinating campaigns in half the states to change their constitutions over it.
No argument there. Have you considered Maine instead of Ohio? Or tried singing a few minutes of O Canada to see how you like it?
Frankly, at this point, I’m just hoping to get out of Flagstaff. I think I’ve mentioned before, I love this place but cannot get adequate medical care here. My roommate and I (we’re “chosen family”) have been trying to move for a couple of years now but something always comes up, sometimes at the last minute, and the plans change. Last summer we were 2 weeks away from a move to upstate NY but a landlord’s fascist tendencies emerged at the eleventh hour and we called the whole thing off.
I think I would love to live in either Maine or Canada (I’ve spent time in Alaska and really loved it, even though the winters were very rough and long), but a big part of the reason for Ohio is that my roommate’s family is there, and she wants to spend time with her older, chronically ill mother while that’s still easy to do. I know we’re heading into the belly of the beast. We’re not even going to a blue area, we will likely be in Wingnut Central. But hey, someone needs to rile those bastards up and one of my few native talents is pissing people off. ;p
I’ve been down in the basement with my husband and three unhappy dogs. We’ve had storms, 100 miles/hr winds, tornadoes to south and north of us but other than one lightning strike somewhere out in the woods (the sound is quite distinctive), we seem to have come through unscathed and still with power — though there are supposed to be more storms so I’ll be amazed if we make it through with losing power.
Anyway, I feel for you going to Ohio but I’m sure I’m going to enjoy having you in the neighborhood. I’ll probably be able to see the smoke coming from the ear of the IFO’s from here. (IFO = idiots from ohio).
Glad you’re okay! Take care.
File that under ‘Pyrrhic Victory.’
no one would notice.
Take it from me, boredom is….well, boring. I’d much rather that half the states were talking about why they need to curb my sexual activity.
Trade ya.
What? and give up all the excitement of being 45, pre-menopausal and working on alienating husband number 2? No way!
You have all the best hobbies.
Heh. I guess this means we’re related.
pffft!
as a guest host and I was already nice to you by not asking for graphic details on your sexual activities that would need curbing. So I had to do some snark.
And it is freaking neat.
My point was that I wish I had sexual activities that needed curbing. Oh, nevermind.
I knew that — I was just trying to make my “nice” come out snarky and I was mean instead 🙁
you weren’t mean…I know you love me. 🙂
It’s like my mother said to me after my cousin Alan used my body to test his ability to throw a baseball in the strike zone, “You know he only does these things because he loves you.”
Or maybe it means that you really are queer. 😉
See, I told my husband not to go with the peekaboo CPU!
Turn, turn, turn.
The Cafe has been so busy, you may need the following:
So, given that we’ve already paid to develop these recipes, how much do you think the government is charging for the CD? $5? $10?
Try $79!!
Major credit cards accepted? Priceless!
Boom apetite!
Do they tell you how to make MREs?
I have eaten some of them and for them most part they are not that bad, considering the others I had to consume back in my day. The MRE’s are just to hi in calories for my liken….:o) but suppose necessary when humpin all day long!!!! ;o) ((have to be a grut to understand that statement, I suppose, so do not take me wrong, OK ;o) ))))))
My dad, a civilian, was chef at air force base here in Ca, running both the mess and the Officers Dining Room-when he died I found a huge box with the whole index/recipe cards from the base and threw them out. Saving a few for posterity somewhere-he was the most amazing chef. I have never eaten anywhere-not even the fanciest of dinner clubs-that had better food than my dad could whip up. And he made it look so easy-he was to cooking what Fred Astaire was to dancing, no kidding.
And strangely he never taught me to cook, I had to learn on my own.
Shortly after I was married, a friend from college who had been in ROTC dropped by with his wife to spend the night (They were on a cross-country drive and we had just moved to Kansas City, so we got a few college friends who dropped by like that). To repay us for our hospitality, they took us to dinner at the Officer’s Club at Fort Leavenworth, KS. Cushy! We had separate servers for bread and water in addition to our waitress. He ordered a Chateaubriand, which I had never had before or since; to our mac-and-cheese eyes it seemed big enough to feed a family for a week. Sort of the Thanksgiving turkey of the beef world.
I still remember that meal 20 years later… I felt so out of place (this was during the Reagan administration, and here I was a young radical with a beard at the Ft. Leavenworth Officer’s Club?!?) that I had a panic attack, LOL. But the food sure was good!
Funny that you should mention Chateaubriand, that was one of Dad’s favorite’s to make especially if he wanted to make the menu sound high faluten.(sp) And this line of thought is making me miss my Dad today.
I brought some tea time supplies…busy day at the Cafe – 2nd one open already…and it’s not even 9am in CA….!
I’m really a bum at this hosting gig — no food and lousy service.
I just couldn’t handle MRE’s for breakfast!
I’ve never seen it this busy this early before…by the time I get back at lunch time we’ll be on Cafe III!
Just when I was getting some interesting conversational action in the other cafe.
All my cool pictures are at home. I need to remember to put some on my USB key one of these days to show off to you guys. I got some really great ones in South Dakota last year.
So are controversial topics off limits in here?
So far we’ve never even gotten so much as a glimpse of a boundary. It may be out there, but I can’t quite imagine what it is made of. Andi, is a discussion of your sex life off limits?
I’ve been married 34 years. There must be things more controversial — and more interesting — than my sex life.
but I was wondering what others think of the news reported last week that Down’s Syndrome can now be detected in the first trimester of pregnancy.
My support for Tim Kaine notwithstanding I am staunchly pro-choice. The law and the courts have no place in the decision whether or not to terminate a pregnancy, for any reason whatsoever.
But this squicks me out. I have a cousin with Down’s Syndrome. It’s just… it bugs me. I don’t know what to think about it.
So what do you guys think?
with Down’s Syndrome and they were so joyful, kind and sweet. I realize they are a challenge for their parents but they give back such unconditional love in return. This makes me think about Forrest Gump, you know, “Life is like a box of chocolates; you never know what you’ll get.” The more parents can know what they’re going to get and make choices… well, it makes me uneasy, too.
on this subject over at Alas, A Blog might interest you. It’s very good and included just about every viewpoint you could think of, including a mother with a severely disabled child and a person with disabilities.
I have a niece with Downs, whom I love dearly but I’m still not willing to try to tell anyone else whether to have an abortion or not nor do I want to judge their reasons for doing so and I definitely don’t want the government getting into it. Ultimately, I don’t have to live with the decision to either have or not have an abortion.
I have been looking through this discussion. Definitely very interesting.
As uncomfortable as I may be with someone else’s choice (or more to the point, my own hypothetical choice!) I still cannot see my way to justify interfering with that choice in any way. So I agree with you.
To me, every new scientific discovery that relates to birth and abortion is a diversion from my personal basic, foundation premise. . .which is that, no matter what science comes up with or theologians claim, I trust women to make these decisions a lot more than I trust the government or the doctors or the preachers to do it. Whether the question is Down’s, or gender selection, or maybe someday I.Q. or personality or criminality. . .I place the decision in the hands of the woman instead of in anybody else’s hands. Even if that ends up causing problems for society, even big problems, I would STILL keep the decision in her hands. And that means, other people could argue til they were blue in the face that aborting a Down’s child, for instance, is wrong, but if she doesn’t agree, or feels she has to do it anyway, then I’m with her.
And I should add, if she decides to have the child, then I’m on her side there, too.
That is what it comes down to isn’t it? You state it very clearly. I agree.
I worked for several years with men with mental retardation, including Down Syndrome. Some of them lead very happy and fulfilling lives, though to you and me it wouldn’t seem so. Some are generally cheerful and good natured, and some are crabby and hard to live with. They’re just like “normal” people that way.
The thing is, when they’re little and cute everybody takes care of them, but when they grow up and aren’t so cute anymore, and maybe they’re parents have died and no one else in their family wants to take them in, life gets much less happy for them. Group homes are wonderful and are generally staffed with kind and caring people, but it’s still institutionalized care, no matter how many curtains you put up.
I think that’s what would give me pause about bringing a Down’s child into the world. You’d always have to worry about what happens to him after you’re gone. It’s heartbreaking. Glad to know they can now do the screening at around 11 weeks instead of 16.
I do have to agree that there are parents who should not have a special needs child… just as there are parents who should not have children at all. 🙂
I do worry every day abot my son’s future or what will happen if/when we die.
But… I see it as such a slippery slope. Basically because I don’t trust the government nor do I trust the health care corporation.
If the funding was there for assisted living and social agencies… and it wasn’t such a fight for every basic right… our children would lead much fuller and happier lives. 🙂
My fight has never been against my sons disability – it’s always been against society and their “standards and ideas of what is normal and what is happy”
They poison our bodies and children and then tell us to abort.
I constantly get asked, “if you knew beforehand, would you have aborted??” ACKKKKKKKKKKK It makes me sick.
Eugenics… soon – they’ll say it’s okay to abort babies that aren’t blonde and blue-eyed.
My son is NOT a burden. He is a PERSON.
Want to stop disabilities??? Stop poisoning the fucking planet and our bodies.
Mercury standards lowered again…. they’ll profit from it and yet punish the disabled.
Mark my words – if there is testing… and you decide NOT to have the tests or abort… they’ll take you off the lists for assistance regarding schools, living needs.
I don’t want anyones “pity” neither does my son. We just want decencys and the right to BE.
Mercury poisoning to me is one of the major untold stories by the fucken media(course you could say most stories go untold by the media now)..I keep reading how more and more dangerous mercury levels are showing up in womens breast milk for gods sake. And having babies drinking this I believe we’re going to start seeing many more series neuro problems in children.
Just like the fact that if your pg or have small children you shouldn’t eat tuna fish more than either once a week or a month due to the high mercury content. And there should be warning labels on all tuna as far as I’m concerned.
As for what people say to you about aborting..it never ceases to amaze me at completely insensitive and just plain ignorant people can be….I’d say tell them to fuck off but I kinda imagine you might have already done that a time or two.
I like Miss Manners’ suggestions. The disbeliving stare, or the “Why would you ask such a question?”
Although “fuck off” can work in a pinch. 🙂
I am SOOOOO with you on that one!
Did anyone mention this already? (I just sat down and haven’t had a chance to read all of the comments in the other cafe yet).
Louisiana’s Marshes Fight for Their Lives
I haven’t had a chance to read it yet, but for all of us who have been running around ranting with our hair on fire about what’s happening to the Louisiana wetlands since we read Bayou Farewell, I saw the headline and yelled, “About damn time!” a major news outlet covers this. Lots of graphics at the story too.
GGGGGGGGGoood morning from the great state of Tennessee. Hope I find each of you well and raring to go!
We are in a very sad state of weather now. We are at 77 degrees and wind gusts up to 28 to 30 mph. Tornado watch is out but expecting warning later on today. The sun is shinning, but with heavy overcasts of dark clouds moving in fast.
So how is your part of the world today? Again the cats are napping; however, they have been up for hours, since I stepped foot on the floor…going thru the same old routine..:o) I suppose getting food in the tummy does help the nap develope…
I love the pictures! Indy lib, great sunrise. Thanks..I love them so much.
Am trying to get in as much blogging as possible again today. Love and my best to ya all…hugs…
and no warmth so you are way ahead of us.
I put up this sunrise for you awhile back but I don’t think you came by the cafe where I posted it so here it is again.
OH MY!!!!! thanks and I love it!!!!!!! this is breath taking…WOW! I can look at this for all day long and not get tired of looking at it. hugs for thinking of me.
I know how much you enjoy them and that combination of the pleasure of taking a photograph and of your enjoyment of it is irresistible. If I knew when you were coming to the cafes, I’d put more of them.
AndiF, I am spending a little time here today, until such time the storms take me off. It is getting rather ugly here right now. I think that soon I will have to close down and shut everything off.
Thanks, you are such a darling! I really appreciate your lovely thoughtfulness towards my desire of lovely sunrises….and you do such a great job of it to…hugs
Here’s a sunrise from two weeks ago.
… picture I’d like to walk into! Beautiful!
Oh my heavens…….I am drooling to be there. I can even smell the fall in the air. I can feel the softness of the moist in the air. I love it..Thanks so very much.
Great sunrise, Andi. I’ve never been able to quite catch a sky like that with my digital.
I wouldn’t normally either but I was using Jim’s fancy Nikon D70 with its really fast, quality optics and I was on the porch so I could use the railing to keep the camera steady (and I took 10 pictures and this is the only one that was okay).
That’s the nice part about digital… you don’t have to spend a fortune on bad shots, just delete them. My sony has a Zeiss lens and lots of settings, like a 35mm slr. I suppose I have yet to learn everything even after having the thing for 4 years. Regardless of the camera, you have a good eye and lots of talent, and that’s what comes out in your photography.
Thanks for the exceptionally nice compliment. To be very honest, except for the photos of the woods, the dogs and the panoramas, the shots I’ve put up were taken by my husband Jim but I will proudly admit that for many of those I was the “spotter” because I do have a good eye. I think it comes from the 8 years of old painting lessons (7-15) that I had. I didn’t have any talent but I learned a vast amount about composition and color.
http://money.cnn.com/2005/11/15/news/funny/salmon_soda.reut/index.htm?cnn=yes
Salmon-flavored soda, anyone?
Jones Soda adds a Pacific Northwest twist to its Thanksgiving flavors, and it smells fishy.
November 15, 2005: 7:45 AM EST
Other unusual sodas include turkey & gravy, corn on the cob, broccoli casserole and pecan pie.
SEATTLE (Reuters) – For beverage connoisseurs tired of turkey-and-gravy or green-beans-and-casserole-flavored sodas, there’s a new choice being offered this year by specialty U.S. soda manufacturer Jones Soda Co.: salmon.
Jones Soda, the Seattle company that scored a hit during the last two holiday seasons with its turkey-and-gravy-flavored sodas, said it is offering the orange-hued fish-flavored drink this year in a nod to the Pacific Northwest’s salmon catch.
“When you smell it, it’s got that smoked salmon aroma,” said Peter van Stolk, chief executive of Jones Soda.
The artificially flavored salmon soda will be offered as part of a $13 “regional holiday pack” that also includes other unusual sodas such as turkey & gravy, corn on the cob, broccoli casserole and pecan pie.
While those bottles will be offered locally, Jones Soda is also selling its similarly-priced “holiday pack” of turkey and gravy, wild herb stuffing, brussels sprouts, cranberry and pumpkin pie sodas across the country.
Thanksgiving, a U.S. holiday that falls on the fourth Thursday of November, typically features a dinner with turkey, gravy and other condiments.
Van Stolk, who built his Seattle-based soda company by selling traditional sodas as well as exotic flavors such as green apple, bubble gum and crushed melon, said that “the most important thing (about Jones Soda) is that we can laugh at ourselves.”
Asked whether he liked his new salmon soda, van Stolk said: “I cannot finish a bottle, I just can’t.”
Salmon-flavored soda! Not even on a dare would I take a sip! The pecan pie and corn on the cob flavors sound interesting tho…
ditto that for me too….I want the REAL thing!!!!!!!
I’m holding out for pizza flavor. 😉
They aren’t kidding, either. Don’t know if you’ve ever had one, but every flavor of Jones Soda that I’ve tried tastes strongly of whatever they say it’s supposed to. Jones Cream Soda, for example, tastes like liquid candy and will deliver almost enough sugar into your system to induce a diabetic coma.
But I only allow myself to drink one with at least three day intervals. I think if I had one every day I’d weigh 300 lbs in no time.
This is Smudge and she almost fits in the basket. …Like me trying to fit into last year’s jeans. (ok, I know that wasn’t a sentence… I never said I was literate)
Oh what a lovely cat!!
Sorry I haven’t been hanging round the cafe lately. Life is a bit intense and frantic these days. We’re having some trouble getting a mortgage deal that satisfies Hubby and he has to start work at his new job on Dec. 12th. His current job has become an aggravation to him and he’s stressed to the max. From previous comments, most of you know what he does when he’s stressed — he takes it out on me! Gawd, we had a major row last night where I finally shouted him down and made him realize what he’s been doing. I hope the light of reason continues to shine on him and we make this move with a minimum of divorce demands. LOL!
I’m actually getting excited about the new house and the flat, full-sun backyard. I’ve been working in Excel crafting a planting schedule and seed orders. I even re-worked my dragon logo. Instead of Green Dragon Farm, it says Green Dragon Garden. Har!
It’s funny really: All my training has been in intensive yield gardening in a small space. The thought of having 5, 10 or more acres kind of intimidated me. Now, I get to do what I know how to do and it will be interesting to see just how much excess produce I will have to sell and how I will develop a market in such a backward area. But, my first goal is just to supply the two of us with all the organic veggies and eggs we could possibly want to consume.
Some ancient Chinese wisdom as a housewarming present:
Stress is just so difficult to deal with, whether it’s yours or someone else’s. Once you actually move, the positive rewards of all that stress will be more obvious.
Your new home sounds wonderful. Don’t add to your stress by thinking that you have to do everything the first year. Take your time. Sounds like you will have a marvelous garden, how I wish I could see it in full flower. (or taste it)
At least that’s what my dogs said.
They are staging a protest march.
Awww – gee – can’t we be friends?
Harrrrummph! Time for pootie to go home then…
NOW THAT IS WHAT I CALL CONTROL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;o)
Been around since early this a.m. — got kidlets still recovering from illness off to their respective places, received a letter from the bankruptcy trustee requesting all sorts of documentation and am supposed to be writing — have a meeting with my dissertation chair tomorrow (she is holding me to a once per week meeting — for my own good)….but right now I am feeling a bit down and procrastinating my ASS OFF….piles of shit to get together so that we can be judged worthy or not worthy of trying to get our heads above water financially (I got a letter from one of our credit card companies today as well, informing us that our accounts were closed, DUH!, and requesting that we cut our cards in half, DUH!, and send them back to the bank, uh, fuck you, no, not unless you’re going to send me a stamped envelope). We also got the first grader’s report card yesterday….for the first time in his short school career, he is faring below expectations on reading, writing and subtraction…I feel like I’m failing him. I scheduled a conference with his teacher for Friday….
Aurgh. And I’m supposed to be writing about teacher professional development, online communities and policy decisions that affect both….
Could I possibly care less at this point?
Been thinking of ya… (((((brinn)))))
She wants to come in and chase the cats.
Ralphie is studying the situation, looking to Tia for cues. He’s inseparable from her. They stay outside except when I put them in their crates upstairs at night. (The weather is so nice they could stay outside 24/7, but Troy has them crate trained and I want to make sure they’re still comfortable in them when he gets back.)
It cracks me up – I only have to put Tia on her leash to take them upstairs – Ralphie is glued to her side at all times. Even the temptation of cats won’t get him to part from her.
Not something I would have ever totally expected but very pleasant. Crating them at night also keeps any alpha tendencies at bay that the pups might have, and you are dealing with an Akita. My sire is very Alpha, I had to hire a professional trainer when he was a year old. Even though I had worked with dogs for a very long time and have even earned a few AKC awards for obedience he ate my lunch. If I go too many nights in a row without crating him he starts to herd me around the house and I don’t even know it at first, I just realize that I am constantly stepping around him and he is constantly cutting me off in the middle of the room.
I guess me with an Akita (temporarily) is pretty surprising to me too. If you missed this comment it explains how it happened. (OK, the rest of you – no need to jeopardize your blood sugar levels again – the link is just for Tracy.)
Good to know I’m doing the right thing by keeping up the crating. It was mostly in self defense after they ate a) a comforter, b) the sheets, and c) the mattress in the bedroom where the crates are. They are puppies (Tia is 11 mos, Ralphie 4 mos) and like all puppies, amazingly destructive. Now I spend some time with them before I put them in the crates, petting and talking to them – making sure they stay socialized to humans. But no unsupervised time in the house unless they’re in their crates.
I’m in and out. Been crazy at home lately due to welll due to moving stuff.
Trying to make it so we can get up to OR for some Looksee drives and home tours.
But wanted to pop in and say “HEY YOU GUYS!!!!!” 🙂 xoxoxoxoxoxox
Email me directions for Saturday….
We’ll be there early with Danish and Bagels….!
Wishing you good thoughts on move-related stuff.
oxoxox backatcha!
You guys are talkative this morning! I go away for a couple of hours and wander around downtown trying to pretend I know where I’m going and you fill up an entire cafe and half of another one.
I can see I am not needed here. {{{sniff}}}
But you’re always wanted, and really, that’s better. 🙂
Ok, now I’m verklempt. How you doing, Indy?
Better now that I’ve made you verklempt. ;p
Tired, actually. Exhausted. Wanting to do more than I’m capable of doing. Par for my course.
How goes it with your guardianship gig? Speaking of which, I don’t think I’ve mentioned this to you, but I used to manage a small law firm that specialized in probate & tax; we did a fair number of guardianships, so if you have questions, you can feel free to email me. I won’t know anything specific because I didn’t live in your state, but I’m familiar with the general structure of the casework.
I just may do that. So far, I’ve been able to fake a level of confidence that I don’t really have yet. I’m already at odds with the social worker, but that’s not so unusual. I was hoping that with my first case I could just go along with everyone else, but it looks like I’m going to be a maverick on this one. The luxury of being an unpaid guardian is that I only have one case, where the social worker might have a dozen, so I understand that I am making her work more difficult by recommending services that are a little more than she wanted to give.
Hope you feel better.
The system is totally f’d so no one ever really gets what’s right. But good on you for recommending the services you think the kids need, that’s exactly the responsibility you’re charged with.
Being in South Florida, we did a lot of elder care guardianships. Some of them were so sad, people had no assets left and when their last close family member would pass away or otherwise disappear, we’d end up taking over the actual guardianship as well as the legal end.
We used to have this one case like that where the poor old guy was in a state run nursing home because his money had run out, and his only family was his brother (who was just as affected by age-related dementia as our client). I always just wanted to pack the guy up and take him home with me. We’d get calls from the nursing home all the time, “Mr. X has escaped again.” And I’d have to call the cops, who’d find him wheeling himself down the road, high-tailing it for greener pastures. I was always rooting for him to finally make it somewhere good.
That reminds of that old man in Italy or somewhere who lived alone and wanted to be adopted by a family. They had tons of people who wanted him and he finally chose one and, hopefully, is living happily ever after!
Hi everyone, wow, what is with the cafes today…not even 10 here and 2 diaries already…all you early birds were talkative today….lol.
I have been spending the last two hours trying to find an internet site selling shade cloth and can’t find the right one, which was the cheapest for rolls. I thought I saved the site but no it appears not and now I have to do the whole search from the beginning and it’s not yielding good results.
So, I’ll be back later to probably see a new cafe.
something really cool: Timed to coincide with Veterans Day, Hubby got a standard Thank You notecard from an former co-worker and his wife. Inside, one of them wrote: “Thank you for serving and protecting our country. You have our appreciation, admiration and respect.”
Now I’ve never thought of sitting down and sending Veterans Day Thank You cards to the vets I know but these lovely people did. Next year, I will surely do the same. Hallmark is missing out on an opportunity here…
around to remind the rest of us of all the things we aren’t thinking about.
Today is a really lazy day so I googled my handle. I think that if you are me that is dumber than dumb. So I come with lots of nothing and then a blogger who is Special Forces dedicated a lot of time to me with my rant about the attack on Blackwater in Fallujah. It was something that I agreed with Kos on, I have no tears for them. Things have come out though in the press about the Mercs and Blackwater and now Lockheed Martin! Anyhow between this Blog and Littlegreen Footballs I was called “insane” and “no military wife who was real would say such things” and “I had ruined my husband’s career” blah blah blah. I was going to answer and spent a whole half an hour typing crap before I once again realized that what I was about to do was STUPID! They didn’t care before and they aren’t about to care today so what am I doing? So what if some idiot said I wasn’t really an Army wife! THIS IS AMERICA AND PEOPLE ARE ENTITLED TO BE A DUMBASS IF THEY WANT TO BE. I realized though from what I was reading that the huge uproar about me over there died about the time of Crawford! Shit, I turned out to be real and not only was I real but Shit…..so were all these other military wives and mothers and fathers and veterans and Americans and people and even a couple of dogs! So I just erased! I think I had better find something constructive to do today like finish painting all that border that edges all the trim in my bedroom!
Well I’ll tell what I think a ‘real military wife’ is and that’s you.
Don’t worry about trying to live up to someone else’s idea of what a military wife should be. A military wife is everything you are. Be proud and never shut up!
I often write-up comments for blogs that I never post but I think of it as very constructive waste of time. It helps me understand better what I think and how to express my ideas. And if what I’m doing is just turning the rant-o-meter up to high and blasting away, well that’s has its rewards, too.