tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100381052012-02-16T05:28:08.438-06:00This dyke's take on life, the world and other random topics, from the sublime to the ridiculous ...thoughts, feelings, dreams, hopes, rants, frustrations and questions. A 50-something lesbian grandmother exploring and sharing in the digital realm.whispershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10397088424734245764noreply@blogger.comBlogger3661100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10038105.post-1163979888288245102007-11-19T17:39:00.000-06:002006-11-19T17:51:58.076-06:00

So far so good. I have imported posts, archives and blogrolls and everything seems to be intact. I was able to set up my header again the way I wanted. I miss the background color option and the font option, so far I can not see any email notification of others comments, and im not sure about the counter or the blogroll identification of new posts all of your blogs....... but the rest of this I

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Blogger is beginning to annoy me. I do not like the cludgy interface it offers for entering in posts, so I found a couple of programs that the Mac can use to put posts out there.  This one used to be so slow that i could type 3 lines before anything showed. One worked for a while and I really liked it and then bloger changed something and suddenly it stopped working. This program has speeded up a

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The whole job thing.i know i need to get my A in G and get out and get a real job. I need the insurance. I need the income. I need the sense of being compensated for what I do. Suzie Homemaker, I am not. I can do all of the parts necessary, but I have no interest in that as a longterm focus. My creative energy is at a longtime low, so even doing those kinds of things I love to do gives me no

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A good event.It was a major donor event, and mostly it was mine from start to finish, I picked the theme, did the invites, got the space ready, purchased most of the food and drink, laid it out, plated all the food trays, and designed the food tables. It was a wine and cheese tasting, and an opportunity for major donors and some prospects to meet the new Director and to hear about the new

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QuandriesChristmas has always been and will always be my most favorite holiday. I love the baking, I love the cooking. I love the decorating, I love the music, I love the snow. I love the thought of people putting thought and care into the choosing of gifts to share with the ones they love. When the kids were little we worked on picking through their toys...for them to give to kids who had none.

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I am going to be a grandma again! of TWINS!And almost as quickly as they moved to Philly (with a week's notice), they will move to Virginia (at the end of November) and on January 13 they will get married!!! My eldest son has never done anything simply.I asked d-i-l if there was anything more she would like to try new this month! She giggled and said no, she would wait until next month.This

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We live in strange times. or The more things change, the more they stay the same.At the beginning of the week, we were wired for sound. Talking, walking, calling, hoping. Tuesday was a day of anxiety and second guessing, of pontificating and taking guesses as to the outcome. Tuesday night once the polls closed there was hurt, and anger mixed with a great deal of optimism. Wednesday was a day of

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The grandbug is a trooper.Her mom called yesterday morning. Could we watch her, they both have to work in the evening. Of Course! We love to have her. Only glitch, we have a town hall/potluck to put on. I am doing the catering on it. So I will h ave a little helper.I had a little bit of trepidation, of late she has been a bit clingy/needy and not willing to get involved. So I bought a coloring

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Once upon a time, when I was young and very busy being a single parent, I considered myself to be apolitical. Who had time for the gameplaying, the ugliness, the maleness of it all. It was arguing about war, it was throwing numbers around, it was the who is better than who game, played out over and over again.When I came out as a lesbian, I realized that my life was a political statement. Not

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You have a voice in this country, it is your responsibility to use it. That voice is your vote.I have heard/read, too many times of late, people who are disheartened by the way things are going in this country choosing not to vote. They think it does not matter. It does. If you choose not to vote, you give one vote to the opposition. If your vote only cancels out one of the votes for the

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Wisconsin (the first state to enact laws on a statewide basis that protected LGBT people from discrimination) is about to fight against people who would institutionalize discrimination by changing our Constitution. We have all been fighting on every level we can, and Tuesday's vote will tell us.....A Fair Wisconsin Votes NO!The LGBTQ youth of our state have made their views public. Please check

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History repeats itself. That was a lesson I learned as a youngster. I guess I never expected that to happen in my lifetime. I understand that historical things have happened in my life time. From outer space travel to computers to medical miracles, so many things have changed.But you would think that we would learn from our mistakes.i was just a kid learning about the world, watching the news on

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the question has been raised as to WHY one would take such a route as we did on a cross-country trip?the line : Beggars can't be choosers. Our flight was a gift from our hosts and thier frequent flyer miles dictated the path.

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The first indication was the fact that my backpack had to be run through the scanning machine twice. Why? My inhaler was giving them fits. Never mind that the other bag also had an inhaler, never mind that it never moved from the trip there, so the last folks had no issues with it. Oh well. Security is a joke really. They miss more than they catch.This flight took off on time, but that was

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Redmond, in spite of being the home of the evil empire (Microsoft), was fantastic.Saturday morning was wandering about on our own in the mall that the hotel was attached to. Redmond Town Center is an amazing shopping center. Got our coffee and commenced to wander.The early afternoon included a stint at the hospitality center, a conference call from some of our list friends who had not been able

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BUT we are here in Seattle. and it is wonderful.it had been a loooooong week to begin with and the end of it was totally in keeping with the rest of the week.We started the day at 5am. Now thats not an unusually early time for me to be up, but the computer was already packed to travel and I was acutally moving, doing at 5a instead of the usual reading and waking up kinds of things I am about at 0

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We are off to the Emerald City for a few days. Going to celebrate the birthday of a friend turning 60. I love Seattle. If I had to chose another US city to live in, Seattle would be one of the top choices. The only thing that gives it any negative marks is the number of grey days....not great for someone with SAD. But I love the area none the less. Fog drifting down the hills off treetops, The

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Kyler's tree is in full fall color. Deep red maple leaves, mixing as they fall with the browns and the yellows, bright spots.Kyler is my oldest grandson. When his mom found out she was pregnant, and his father freaked out and ran away, she came to us. We wrapped the arms of our family around her, knowing precious few details about the situation other than the child she carried was the child of my

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Tonight we went into a local tech college, to present a panel for a gender studies class. The panel was on lesbian parenting, but was also strategically planned to be just before the November vote on the marriage amendment.I have done these a couple of times before, much more generic with much younger students as a part of a human sexuality section at the University. This class was adults, and

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Its been a jam packed week. My book group has died from lack of interest. This somehow does not surprise me, all of our book clubs have been one season wonders. I do not know if its that we do not read enough, don't really want to talk about what we have read, or have too many other things on our plate. But after two months of waiting for no one to show up.....I'm done!Went to an event we

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My doc is a good friend. She is the best doc I have ever had, but more than that she is a good friend. Years ago when she let slip about her "friend" (of 30 years no less) we crossed the line from just patient to friends, and that has continued to grow. She calls just to check in (as we do) and we spend an hour or so chatting about life. She is bound and determined that she will get me employed

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its been well over a year that I have been doing the consultant thing to earn a living. It has its plusses (i have much more control of my time, and I am pretty much "the boss of me". The down sides are no benefits (no benefits, no benefits, no benefits) and the need to set aside the tithe required of all citizens (taxes). The other side of it all is that the places I have given my services to

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after weeks and weeks of being jerked around one day to the next by a control freak of a volunteer, who percieves her power to be more than it should be, who takes originals home with her and then returns them in dribs and drabs and total disarray (woven through her own junk).....the audit process is almost at an end (for '05), however she just dumped the whole project account (that she took over

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Yes, that's right....last night it snowed...there was snow on my back deck when I woke up this morning. And it flurried through out the day.Nothing stuck (the ground is too warm) but...in the middle of October....IT SNOWED.

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Thanks to Sassy for the reminder about National Coming Out Day, October 11, 2006! I wish I could get the thrid party stuff to work so I could share with you the Keith Haring graphic that Sassy posted on her blog....check it out.The theme for National Coming Out Day is "Talk about it". Consider doing that on your blog too.Telling coming out stories is something I do often. My current consultant

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Once upon a time, I was pretty apolitical. I voted, but without much thought, did not much like the games politicians played and did not really think my vote mattered much.Then I began to get involved, became an activist. I still don't like the games politicians play, and I really can't see my vote mattering all that much, but I know that if I don't vote, I validate the many others who don't and

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Its a photo exhibit that travels the country showing the diversity of people that define the word family. We just set it up in the Capitol Rotunda. It is pretty impressive. Way too many words...it will take people a good couple of hours standing there reading to take in all the text. Each photo comes with a quote from one of the people in the photos (and most often the children) and then two or

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has anyone yet ported their blog over to blogger beta?what have the results been? Was it a blog with a hand coded (tweaked) template?I really only care about using the catagory feature. please share your experiences?

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....strikes again.i was supposed to be setting up the tent and readying the beads and tee-shirts to sell.i was supposed to avoid the large concrete cinderblocks we brought with us to keep the tent from kiting off in the wind.i was not supposed to trip on one cinderblock and fall flat on my face.you think i exaggerate? well maybe I need to be more specific. I landed on the concrete on both knees (

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This is a concept I do not understand. The womon claims to be a lesbian. But she remains married. There are no extenuating circumstances like health issues or even children. She stays married to a man who hates gay people and plays around with women, having affairs and lying to her husband. In my book, that makes her a scam artist.Once I was on a lesbian email list and there was a woman who was

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how many children have to die before we limit access to firearms?in a few short days, we have seen a homeless person go into a school, sexually abuse children, and then murder them, then there was the angry young man who went into the school and killed those in his path to pay back the bullies, and then we have the man who entered a school and bound young women and executed them, picking and

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Did none of what I had planned to do yesterday morning. I had plans of cleaning the house up a bit, and beginning the clothes switch from summer to winter clothes (I have already had a couple of turtlenecks on in the last week....) But none of that happened. We had a couple of errands to run and then just decided to play hookey. Drove around looking at the leaves changing (the early ones) and the

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they are afraid of us marrying, they have to protect their institutions. But they forget to address that on a wide scale basis it is their own, the people they put into power, those they gave the power to protect them from us....who are violating the public (and private) trust.How may times over the last 20 years have we heard about a seated politician, male, having inappropriate contact with a

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I read a blog the other day that purported to be written by a lesbian. It became clear in reading further that in the safety of the internet, she could identify as a lesbian, but in reality her words and phrases made it clear that she was either experimenting or closeted. She was heavy into the christianity thing (not that it would automatically exclude her) and spouting some of the standard

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i love to make things....I am crafty, I like to cook, I like to make beaded jewelry, I like to knit and crochetBut it used to be good enough to just make....somewhere along the line, it has become important to make for someone. Which leads to the idea that people have to want what I make. people do not value hand made anymore (unless it is haute coture, so its not fun anymore to make

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I was given this award 10 or so years ago, and then again this year. Tonight I receive this year's plaque. I appreciate the acknowledgement, but I do not think I would ever associate the word hero with myself. I am a worker bee. I do not inspire people to do great things, I do what I do and hope to have the opportunity to influence others to do the same. Apathy frustrates me. People who are all

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If you were walking down the street and there was a young man or woman with a large sign that said Free Hugs....would you?I don't know how I would respond. Physical contact with total strangers is not on my favorite things to do list. But I might stop and talk with them. I might cheer them on, or ask why they were doing what they were.It was just on the news, and as I listened, I smiled. Its one

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i have been quiet for a while. I am trying to get a handle on why that is, but so far it has eluded me.I have been busy, selling tees and beads at the college football game (to earn some extra money), went out to lunch with my brother-in-law and niece (niece just started school here), going to the school open house of the buglet, plus all the usual things.Marveling at the reaction to the spinach

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I was driving to work.Stopped at the Cafe to see what they needed, get my coffee.Went down to the kitchen.Heard some commotion on the radio, but I couldnt decipher it. Fire, plane crash, something weird, but something major.Got to the kitchen, asked Politician friend what she had heard and she was in the dark as much as I.Neighboring businesses, people outside talking about the horrible fire in

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Why do people volunteer?I know why I do, but why do you?I ask because of a growing frustration with other volunteers. Not all of them. Many are committed and hard working and accept the responsibility of the tasks they take on completely. Then there are some that take on tasks that directly affect the work of others, and do not follow through. The excuses range from "I have a full time job" (so

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Benzene in kids drinks, tiny little countries giving million dollar grants to US cities to help them rebuild after Katrina (and no one talks about it), twenty 16-40yo's gang rape 11yo girl, ABC fictionalizes a movie about 9/11, a law to make necrophilia illegal after teens try to dig up the body of a total stranger to have sex with her body, a calendar of "hunky men of mortuaries".These are the

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The telethon has always meant the end of summer, school starts the next week.I have been watching this since I was just a kid. One year, I was actually motivated to roam my neighborhood with my little sister and a coffee can with a slot cut out of the top. "Could you help Jerry's Kids?" was what we asked at each door. I grew up watching the "tote board" numbers increasing, amazed at the dollar

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Steve Irwin, an Aussie who gained the attention of television audiences everywhere with his fearlessness in the wild, has met his untimly end. With a uniquely Australian sense of humor, a conservationists focus, and a true love of sharing, he brought native species across the world into our living rooms. Not since Jaques Cousteau has anyone had the knowledge and the passion to bring the

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Used to be that I could go until the wee hours of the night. Used to be that I could live on few hours of sleep and still do what needed to be done and more. Used to be . . .Now I fade early. I can push past the first layer of tired, and move into hyper speed. But I pay for that with down days, and days and days. I know I put a lot of energy into the summer's events, did the work of two of us

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10 FAVORITESFavorite Color: periwinkleFavorite food: lobster tail with drawn butterFavorite month: OctoberFavorite song: Canon in DFavorite film: Dirty Dancing (at the moment)Favorite sport: synchronized swimmingFavorite season: FallFavorite day of the week: TuesdayFavorite ice cream flavor: AmarettoFavorite time of day: night9 CURRENTSCurrent mood: tiredCurrent taste: chocolateCurrent clothes:

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I am not sure about long weekends anymore. When I was younger they were all about more time with the kids, no school and no work. The older I get, the less impact they have on my reality. I can read a book, wander the internet, write something or watch home improvement channels on tv (or the food network). This long weekend has been spent vegitating because its the first one in a long time where

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http://www.paulsadowski.com/birthday.asp15 March 1955Your date of conception was on or about 22 June 1954 which was a Tuesday.You were born on a Tuesdayunder the astrological sign Pisces.Your Life path number is 11.Life Path Compatibility:You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 & 22.You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 3 & 6.You may or

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No matter how many times I see this movie, I end up teary-eyed. I am not sure why but the combination of music and youth overcoming odds is always a good formula for tears for me.

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One Word for -1. Yourself: unsettled2. Your family: unique3. Your hair: grey4. Your Mother: unparalleled5. Your Father: inconsequential6. Your favorite item: ipod7. Your dream last night: didn't8. Your favorite drink: caffine9. Your dream home: someday10. The room you are in: office11. Your pleasure: entertaining12. Your fear: poverty13. Where you want to be in ten years: settled14.

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I have seen this meme, or at the very least this phrase, all over the internet, with little explanation. I saw one while i was wandering today that I can actually get into. Feel free to borrow/adapt/use the concept.13 Foods I Love (in no particular order)1. Chocolate, preferably dark chocolate2. Lobster, tail meat, with drawn butter3. Cheese, any kind that isn't blue veined4. Orange Juice (with

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The little one that captured my heart 5 years ago continues to amaze me. She needs a few reminders when she comes over to get her back into the rhythm of manners and behaving appropriately, but once she remembers, she is all there and then some. She spent the afternoon with us yesterday and entertained us as well as our friend (childless) from Philly. she often amazes me with her ability to pick

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That's what its been like for the last week. We visited the surrounding communities to see the small town America thing, we visited the biggest city in the state to wander bookstores (and of course buy books) plus dip toes into a Great Lake. That amazed them, and they renamed it the Michigan Sea! We took a trip up to the biggest tourist trap in the state, and they bought new luggage (to carry all

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In two days we will have visitors from another part of the world! New Zealand to be specific.A few years ago we had the once in a lifetime opportunity to spend 3 weeks in New Zealand. We spent most of our time in Nelson (in the South Island) and traveled from there to Akaroa, Hokitika (for the wild food festival.We traveled the Queen Charlotte Track, located at the top of South Island in the

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Today was the commemoration, the anniversary of the tornado a year ago.It was a smallish gathering of about 150 survivors and many of the organizers of the cleanup. There was an ecumenical service, and then an opportunity for people to share, their thanks, their stories, and then there were the displays, photos, newspaper articles and finally the lost and found that keeps coming into town from as

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an F3 tornado (or 17) ripped through peoples homes and lives in the Stoughton, Wisconsin area. One man died, hundreds of homes were destroyed, thousands of peoples lives were irreversibly altered. It is a funny thing about tragedy. It brings out the best in people. Oh sure, there will always be a few who are jerks, but in the weeks that followed there was an outpouring of support and help from

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The half-pint starts school this year, and her mom has asked for help with the school shopping. Normally I would fuss and grump about the fact that they are always tapped for funds, but this gives me some time with the buglet, and a chance to spend some money on her with out getting flack about focusing on only one grandchild. So, I am looking forward to the prospect.Kindergarden......what kinds

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I stole this from Sassy. Take it if you want it, but let me know that you did it. I love to read this stuff!How tall are you barefoot? 5' 10“Have you ever been cheated on? Yes.Do you own a gun? No way! I am so anti-gun the kids weren't even allowed water guns when they were little.What do you think of hot dogs? Sometimes there is nothing better than a hot dog.What's your favorite Christmas song?

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Music rocks my soul.Corps music is something else unto itself.It is DCI time, and i hear drum cadences and brass ringing in my ears.Unfortunately for the third time since I have lived in this city, I can not afford to go to see the DCI Finals, but I can still remember the shows I have seen.Lifetimes ago, on the playground of an old grade school in the city I grew up in, my then husband took me to

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no sooner did I send off that last blog post, than the phone rang.My friend the town clerk needs some help on election day, would I help out...Sure! Its a new thing, and I enjoy the challenge of a new thing. And I greatly enjoy working with my friend. She is “real” and she “gets it”Then she drops the bomb, her assistant is not long for the job, she wants to retire. And my friend wants to put me

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i do not like numbers. I know they are necessary evils in the world and they do have a purpose, but I just don't like dealing with them. Unfortunately, I am a very logical and systematic person, and I understand the basics of accounting (very basic)....The universe needs to stop sending me bookkeeping jobs.....I take them because i need the money, but each time i do, i end up miserable.this is

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So you would think i would go to it more than once in a decade. But it comes during a bad time of year (summer) and .....But anyway, we are going this morning for a little visit with a couple that we know. The guys are fun to spend time with, they aren't bar people and they aren't really sports people and like us they find they aren't part of the queer party circles. We spend time with them

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Hot Weather Meme, c/o jo(e), who describes it this way:A meme inspired by an unseasonably unreasonably hot day yesterday (and today). It's my meme so I get to make the rules, which means that there are no rules. Change the questions, add questions, do whatever the hell you want. It's so damned hot here that I won't care.How do you cope with hot weather? not well. i do what i have to do...but am

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11 years ago, and an hour or so earlier, life altering things happened. a young woman lost her life, due to the stupid, selfish greed of a young man; N came upon a murder scene, my youngest called home and said “Mom, get here now” and life changed for many of us forever.More later, but for now.....Remembering a 19year old, just beginning to realize her potential, and then in just a few moments...

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this morning its off to the farmers market with a friend, and then a backyard grill out at our house with another friend I haven't seen in ages.six months ago I was writing about a new normal for the tornado stricken, and now I am learning about what new normal means for me.

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well.....i have managed to volunteer myself to a frazzle, and still I am in the same old rut.I am not sure what lesson I am supposed to learn that I obviously keep missing, but damn....I am getting tired of this.I accept that I am just a doer, and therefore get little recognition. I choose the working position as opposed to the spotlight. But i am tired of my life amounting to barely surviving. I

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In retrospect, our pride celebration was everything we intended it to be. It was a resounding success.The control was taken from the bars and overt commercialism, the community “got it” and came out in droves. We had people coming back the second day who had NEVER spent 2 days at pride, Our Performers were paid (we even paid some of last years debts)and wanting to come again, our vendors were

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A Shorn Buglet Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. She got head lice, and the tiny little comb was murder (she has very thick, very fine hair and has hated to have it combed or brushed since birth) I am guessing that Mama suggested that if she didn't sit still, she would shave it all off. The sweet bug jumped at the idea. Mama called here, asking the opinion, and saying that she too

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A Pre-Shorn Buglet

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Speech Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. Here I am speaking about the importance of being a volunteer. I was honored to receive the award, but wanted to remind people that its more important to do than to be in the spotlight.

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So much to share and no energy to type it all.Let it suffice that I am still exhausted, but I will try to share a few bits of it all.The week was INSANE. Each day brought some new crisis, whether it was for Pride or the banquet. Did manage to see fireworks 3 different nights...makes up for all the years we saw none. The banquet was a blur. Setup took longer than it should have and there were a

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My weekend begins tomorrow morning. Madison, Wisconsin wishes you all a HAPPY PRIDE!See you after I surface again.

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I was perusing several blogs today and came across this quiz from Femini Knitty blog. Here we go...RULES:1.) Put your music player on shuffle2.) Press forward for each question3.) Use the song title as the answer4.) NO CHEATING!!! What you get is what you get!1) How am I feeling today?In My Room Beach Boys 2) Where will I get married?Higher Ground Barbra Streisand 3) What is my best friend’s

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The Yard Originally uploaded by artemisdreams. This is a shot that shows the depth of the back yard from the edge of the patio (we were set up for the wedding). The veggie garden is off the photo to the left .When they put the fencing in, the workers suggested we had more yard than a grade school playground. S'true.

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P6300005.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. This is Kbug's favorite garden-the rock garden. Originally built to keep the "nature's paintbrush" wildflower contained, this little garden has the bird feeder, bird bath, and glass ball, some of the paintbrush and a bucket of whatever flowers need a home. The dianthus in there now are also unintentional returnees. All of the stones and

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P6300004.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. This was the afterthought garden. Our triangle garden includes some cast offs, a couple of hostas just taking up space, the left over dusty millers from last year (they came back this year....does not usually happen this far north, garden surprises are such fun), there is a buttercup lily, a couple of bushy things at the back I am lost

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P6300003.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. The veggie garden is going strong, for a late start, they really took off.It is only zucchini and tomatoes on the bottom, and in the upper tier there are sugar snap peas. Good eats!

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P6300002.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. Clematis 'Jackmanii', Butterfly Roses, and coreopsis fill this corner and compete with the weeds from the neighbors yard. It is a brignt spot of color tucked behind a Korean dwarf lilac

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P6300001.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. This is the garden box up close and personal.The lavendar is just popping open, and the hollyhocks are new this year too.

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P6300007.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. This is the patio, deck and back of the house. The garden boxes off the front of the deck are the starter gardens. Right now they are the home of various hosta, snowdrops, some chives, and some caraway.The bar on the corner of the patio is a new import from a friend who was giving it away. We hope to put an umbrella over it, and use it

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P6300007.JPG Originally uploaded by artemis_moon. This is the patio, deck and back of the house. The garden boxes off the front of the deck are the starter gardens. Right now they are the home of various hosta, snowdrops, some chives, and some caraway.The bar on the corner of the patio is a new import from a friend who was giving it away. We hope to put an umbrella over it, and use it

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Thru this current chaos, there have been lots of people who have offered to help. I nod and thank and promise that if I need the help i will ask.buti rarely ask. i do not like to ask any more than i like to delegate. I know what needs to be done and how it needs to be done. I would rather do it myself. When i absolutely can not do it (mowing the park that is our back lawn qualifies) I will ask,

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Not really.The further ahead I get, the further behind I feel.Most of the major bits are completed for both events. I have two major tasks. a 40 page program booklet for the awards banquet, and contacting all those who have volunteered for pride and slotting them for the weekend. The Banquet table setups and dinner counts will be a no-brainer, and all the signage simple too.In there somewhere I

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is disgusting.it is even more disgusting when it comes from an already marginalized community.In less than two weeks we will have our awards banquet. I am thrilled that my work in the community will be recognized. I am just as thrilled to see my co-honorees be acknowledged. the banquet honors the organization of the year, the ally of the year, the volunteer of the year, the man of the year and

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This unique collection of information comes from the blog of Average Jane accent: Midwestern USbooze: when i imbibe (which is less and less often) I go for taste. Grand Marinier for sipping, medium dry white wine, a good slush, raspberry coolers, bloody mary. It's a good thing I do not drink muchchore I hate: laundrydogs/cats: 1 dog, black lab essential electronics: laptop, ipod, tv &

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but i cant.I am at the point that if i begin to cry, i may never stop.and i have too much to do to lose the time.bah

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That is my nickname for the moment. I have become the rule keeper, the enforcer of “no you can't work today” and if you need that done, I will do it. Add that to chief cook and bottle washer with no support staff, doing a paid job as a volunteer to make sure the paycheck (the only one at the moment) comes in, plus my own volunteer stuff, then my major volunteer commitment, plus the 2 major pieces

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Commitment, responsibility, honoring your promises?sometimes i feel like there are only about 5 of us in the world who actually do that, and we end up picking up every one else's pieces.i am frustrated today...its been a shitty week..actually couple of weeks. “N” has been fighting a wicked infection that went systemic and now there is bone involved. That necessitated a 4 day stint in the hospital

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You do not go to a hospital to get well, it is impossible to get well when you get no sleep, your medication and tests happen on someone elses schedule, not the right one. Doc prescribes a vital med, it could be hours before you get it because they have protocols.I have no issue with the people actually doing the work, but more the bean counters, the administrators, the people who answer to the

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My niece graduated from high school yesterday. it feels odd. She is the last of the children of their generation to do so. N's niece has another 4 years and the bouncing boy has at least 8, so that will be a long time coming.It kind of puts a finality out there. The changing of the guard.My niece will be attending college here in my town this fall. I am looking forward to having her closer. She

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thanks for your patience all.im having a bit of the blues...and at the time i wrote my last entry, i did not even want to put my thoughts into words.but I am beyond that stage, and missing the outlet of making my words visible.right now i am semi-employed, doing graphics, when they are available, and the inconsistency of the paycheck along with the lack of insurance are beginning to wear on me.

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my mood is in the pits and I do not wish to inflict my whineyness on you all.so i will take a bit of a break to get my attitude adjusted.will still read, may comment if i can do so in the proper mindset.thanks all for being there....

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all of our annuals are in full bloom - overnight.and a trip to the “Flower Factory” a perennials farm, brought many new plants. - hostas, gayfeathers, and more whose names I do not remember at the moment.The biggest problem with today - its mid-day and 85F. It should not top 74F (the average high for this day of the year).I have veggies to plant, and perennials to find homes for. (now planted)We

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new 042 Originally uploaded by purple_moon. This is the most recent of the photos of my youngest granddaughter. I just found out today that her Mama is paranoid about photos of her daughter on line, so this is the only one i will make public.such a happy little one at 21 months.

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i fear i am doomed to a life of mediocrity and invisibility.I have dreams, ideas, wishes and hopes, and yet.....I can see a beautiful sunrise or sunset, but can't paint it, or photograph it, at best i can describe it, but even in my writing i am less than stellar.I love crafts of all kinds, but my skill in reproducing what i see is limited, and my creativity is sadly lacking.I can cook, and love

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about 4 years ago, a good friend was diagnosed as HIV+. It was a shock, but we all weathered it pretty well. After all PWA have much greater life spans these days, the meds are not quite so toxic, and PWA are continuing to live productive lives for many years after diagnosis. So we all adjusted.This friend had some major changes to go through, including ending 14 year relationship. We stayed in

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i have been so disconnected.a muscle spasm, lots of pain, and medication have only helped this.seems like i am always in the position of having no sick time available. when you work for yourself its one of the down sides. kind of like single parenting. none of the classic job benefits.but, until i have this beat, i will be a bit absent.so play nice, I will be back to read all of your blogs when

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To all who would lay claim to the title, in any variation on a theme.To all the children, take the time to let your mom know she matters.As for me...I am off to celebrate the graduation of my nephew, and his moving into the world of grownup really fast!

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Saturday my oldest nephew graduates from the University, and a week later he flies to Texas.Why would he leave the great midwest to go to Texas? He got a job with NASA, to work at Mission Control.From the time he was little,we knew this young man was destined for greater things. We are so proud.To all the Grads of 2006 - Congratulations!!

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i was driving through our university campus just yesterday and marveling at the number of students walking wired.there were the cellphone talkers, and the ipodders, and even the lone bench sitter with a laptop (probably in the wifi zone). For some reason, it caught my attention, and got me thinking. What ever happened to “alone time” or “thinking time”.i would be lost without my gadgets, but i

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And why do I say this with such certainty?Yard beautification has begun!The beginning of the summer long trips to the home improvement store herald the days of fun in the sun for me This first haul included 4 deck rail flower boxes, red tube lights (those rope lights) to replace the blue ones on the deck from last year, purple tube lights for the gazebo, solar path lighting for the front walk and

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