Another test..no, I'm not bored.

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	7.4
Mind:	7
Body:	5.2
Spirit:	8.8
Friends/Family:	6.9
Love:	9.1
Finance:	4.5
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

FYI

For the test thingie: "What Color Green Am I?" I fixed the link so it will now take you to the test.

I wonder.... what color do y ou get when you mix yellow and green? *grin*

YELLOW You are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor. You are always learning and searching for understanding. Find out your color at Quiz Me!

Sticky Note

...tacked to forehead... meeting tonight.. 6pm, boonie time...



now how am I gonna read it to remind myself? Bwaahahahahahaha

What Color Green Am I?

uh....there's a no in this... but otherwise everything else is a yes..and.... I'm grass????? *blink* ooooo-kay.

You Are Grass Green

Down to earth and a bit of a hippie, you are very into nature and the outdoors. You accept the world and people as they are. You don't try to change things. You are also very comfortable with yourself, flaws and all. Optimistic about the future, you feel like life is always getting better.

What Color Green Are You?

Rough Night

Now and then, we go through a rough patch, mental and emotional. Apparently we're in one of those now. What I hoped was just an incident or two, past and done with, is not quite turning out that way. It's definitely a rough patch. So, Martha, get out the flak jackets, strap 'em on and smack that hemlmet down good and tight, because I don't know how long we're riding this horse, but we're hell bent to do so. We'll get through it. We'll come out on the other side with a few bruises, some tears and lots of hugs and kisses. No one ever said life was one long fantasy ride. Last night we were up until 4am and by the time we got to bed, I took some extra strength tylenol for my blistering headache, I think we both fell asleep by 4:30. Last night was all talking, both of us and for that small grace, I am grateful. We didn't get up too early, but I did have to get him out of the house by 1:00pm for another funeral. He had one yesterday, one today, another tomorrow, one on Friday and one more on Saturday. Most of these men are from WWII. Funny how sometimes we go weeks, maybe even a month without him having to do a funeral and then *wham* they are coming back to back.

Another storm is incoming. I already have thunderstorms so I'll be off this computer just as soon as I get this out. The weekend is looking good for sunshine and warm weather, but apparently, there is another storm headed our way next week. I'm tellin' ya, that groundhog jinxed us, but my spring flowers are surviving and they just keep on popping up.

I need a nap.

It's Monday, Right?

I'm not sure if I mentioned that my almost 30 yr old daughter has arthritis. She has a severe case of psoriasis and for some, that can lead to the arthritis. It affects her hands, her feet and her joints. Cleaning house was never her forte, but it's extremely harder with this and a few other medical problems she has, like chronic fatigue. So, while she and the family were down south for FB's grandmother's funeral this weekend, I not only looked after her two cats but I also cleaned her house. What took me three hours to do, would take Daughter two weeks to accomplish. It was three hours of non-stop work for which I paid dearly for on Sunday not to mention I am still feeling it. Yep the old bones are whining again. Well, they're gonna be whining some more. Yesterday and today are such beautiful days, warm and sunny and while I couldn't get out yesterday, I plan on making up for it today. The winter grass around the house is getting pretty high so I want to take the lawnmower and get out there today. I also bought some more flowers to plant on the south side of the house. It's suppose to rain again tomorrow and for a few more days so I want them in the ground today. I better locate the Ben Gay first. The dogs, all five of them, have all these stuffed toys and doggie toys and they take them outside to play with them, drag them through the dirt and the mud. So once a year, I go out, collect them and wash them. Poor babies, they are lost without their toys. Tough cookies. Today is the day.

Monday also means some computer work time as I pull up the state bids for the coming month. So far, it looks like it will an okay year business wise *knock wood*

Creative wise, I still have The Hallows on the back burner, simmering away. Mending will have to wait until my partner returns from tossing his balls around. I did manage to catch up with my reading of his blog this morning. I found his comments about the Katrina disaster interesting..and I got a chuckle of two when it came to his mom. I bet they had a grand time. It makes me want to go on vacation. :)

Rainy Friday

Well, everything around The Grove seems to be squared away for now. There's a huge rain storm overhead at the moment, so I'm scurrying to get this written and uploaded before our phones get knocked out.

I got a HUGE amount of writing done last night, Parts 7-12 for Mending The Heart Of Camelot. I'm still musing over what to do next for The Hallows of Avalon. I think we might have to forego the bit of actual channel play as one of the main characters is headed for the northern forontier soon. I think with a bit of communication between players, we'll get her done through writing.

In the meanwhile, Sprout is quiting his current job, with my blessing. The boss is taking advantage of my son's work ethic, easy going nature and his respect for those older than himself. I told him to quit. She is simply scheduling him whenever one of her other employees wants the day off, can't come to work or won't. He's been wanting to quit but it was simply a matter of work ethics and principle. He didn't ask for my aprroval but I know he wanted it. Today, he got it. Hopefully, one of the other applications he filled out and turned in will pan out for him soon. Gods, people like this woman disgust me. Heaven only knows how many of them, I've worked for and stayed the course for either the same reasons and or because I had no other choice. Sprout has the choice. He's a good person, caring person, a well mannered person (if he acts otherwise it's because it quirks his sense of humor or he likes tweaking someone's tail...gee... that all sounds familiar)

Tomorrow I have to head over to Daughter's house to feed the cats and make sure they didn't eat Dennis (her gold fish). FB's paternal grandmother passed over earlier this week. I offered to look after the pets. The things I do for love. *grin*

I'm out of here.. the storm is getting worse but it will soon blow over and the sun is suppose to shine. I'll look forward to it.

You Can Never Be Too Careful

I just got back from Daughter's. I took her and Topper to go get her glasses and then to lunch in the mall. We had to scoot on back because Pookie was due home from school any time. I dropped Daughter and Topper at the house to take their things in and I went on down to the bus stop to wait, just in case Daughter didn't get there in time to get Pookie. As I was pulling up to the bus stop I saw some guy on his bicycle hanging around the bus stop, one alarm buzzer going off in my head. As I pulled up to the curb, I made it a point of studying him, I didn't like how he was hanging out there, all nervous and stuff, looking over his shoulder all the time. Apparently, I made him nervous. He took off on his bike out of my line of vision, not good enough for me. I parked the truck and got out, walking up to the corner. He was down the street a ways, but was easy enough to spot with that bright red baseball cap on. He saw me watching him and he took off. About 5 minutes later, he comes around the block from behind me, riding on the sidewalk, right behind me. I didn't move. He rides out into the street, heads up the road and stops at the stop sign by the road that leads to the interstate. He looks over his shoulder, sees me watching him and he scoots on across the road and disappears. Daughter saw him too. They passed each other as she was headed back to the house for a reason. When I got Pookie off the bus, I loaded up the kids and turned around to go back inside their gated apartment building. I met Daughter and told her for the next few days, she and FB need to keep their eyes open for this guy and if he comes back and keeps hanging out there, then we need to call the police, better safe than sorry. Sorry doesn't bring you back your child.

When I was 7 and living in LA, Mom and Dad always left us in the car with explicit directions not to roll down the windows and don't talk to strangers. I never listened.... until one day a stranger came up to my window and started talking to me. I rolled up my window and locked the doors.

When I was 11, and we lived here, I walked to the bus stop every day (about a 1/4 of a mile from the house to the highway). One morning some big guy was hanging out at our bus stop, all nervous like, something made me turn around and run all the way home. Dad hadn't left for work yet, so he put me in the truck and went down to the bus stop. He saw the guy too. The guy saw us and ran off into the brush. Dad followed him down the road until the guy went into the brush then Dad took me to school and what I didn't know was that when Dad got to work, he called the cops, giving them a description of the guy. It turns out the guy was a wanted pedophile. They caught him a few days later. The only way I found out about it was that I was listening in on Mom and Dad's private conversation. Dad didn't want to scare me. Well, it didn't scare me, but I was extremely vigilant after that. It made me vigilant with my daughter and now with my granddaughter.

It's a pity that children can't have the freedom to roam as they use to have. They don't have the luxury of carefree days. FB likes to think that Daughter is too protective, overly so. What was good enough for him growing up should be good enough for his kids. Well, we live in a different age now and the things we did as a kid, the things my kids did when they were kids, have been lost without an adult watching over them. Daughter and FB fight about this constantly. To snatch a child only takes a blink of an eye and these days we sure hear alot about those. My daughter doesn't want to see her children become a victim and neither do I. Freedom to do something comes with a price.

Daughter couldn't even take a walk here in the country, when she lived at home, without taking the wolf cross with her. That dog looked like she'd rip your throat out. She was the sweetest dog but if she didn't know you and if you came too close to one of hers, you got the message to back off. Of course, it had it's draw backs. The wolf constantly walked Daughter and usually in the direction the wolf wanted to go. If she refused to take the wolf then she didn't go anywhere without either her brother or her uncle trailing her, that got old quick and she opted for the wolf.

Pookie isn't allowed to play in front of the house without an adult present, but she can play out in the backyard which is fenced and constantly patrolled by the dogs. I don't have the wolf anymore as she passed over a year ago, but I have her last baby, a cross between her and a golden retriever and trust me, he's HUGE, you don't even think about crossing into his territory. The other 4 are ankle biters but they sure do put up a racket that would alert anybody.

Maybe FB is right, maybe we're just a little too protective and cautious, but Daughter and I agree. Your children are the most precious people on this earth. They need us to protect them from the bad people of the world. Unfortunately there are a whole lot more bad people in the world these days. Better to be too careful than to be regretful. Regrets don't keep your children alive.

A Grin For Wednesday

An old farmer named Clyde had a car accident. In court, the trucking
company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say at the
scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'?" asked the lawyer. Clyde responded,
"Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favorite mule,
Bessie, into the......"

"I didn't ask for any details," the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer the
question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, "I'm fine!'?"

Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and was
driving down the road...."

The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to establish the fact that at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question." By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer and said to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite mule, Bessie."

Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded, "Well...as I was sayin', I had just loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was drivin' her down the highway when this huge semi ran the stop sign and smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurtin' real bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear ole Bessie moanin' and groanin'. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. Real soon a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He could hear Bessie moanin' and groanin', too. So, he went over to her. After he looked at her, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes.

Then the Patrolman came across the road, gun in hand, looked at me, and said, 'How are YOU feeling?'

"Now what the hell would you say?"

In The Loop

For those that are in the loop, I am fine. My muscles were incredibly sore Saturday night and all of Sunday from restraining him. I surprised myself in just how strong and determined I can be and while there is a bit of an ache today, I feel practically myself. I'm not sure where this is all leading to, but I have faith that it's right where we need to be. In the midst of all the drama, there was a conversation that stood out ....

him: "Why is God always testing me?"
me: He's not. Every time you fall down, he's the one that picks you up. Every time you need that little extra bit of strength, it's his shoulder lifting you. He doesn't test people. People test themselves. People fail not because of him, but because of themselves. He fills your cup with faith, hope and love. He doesn't turn his face away from you, but rather, you turn yours away from him. He doesn't punish you, you punish yourself. People are their own worst enemy. He doesn't make bad things happen... sometimes we don't understand why things happen they way they do or for what reason. The best thing we can do for ourselves and others is to get through them the best way we know how....

As most of you know, Mr M is a Catholic and I'm a Wiccan. Being Wiccan doesn't mean I don't understand how the Divine works, I don't care what name or visualization you put to it. Something flickered in Mr M's eyes when I was speaking... I hope it sunk in.

Sometimes... you can't fix what's broken... sometimes, you can't even make it better.. but you can learn to live with it in such a way that it doesn't cripple you any more than it already does...

Something The Cat Drug In?

We're waiting for Daughter and FB to come pick up the kids since they aren't too far away fdrom here this morning. The kids are having a blast and love the fact that at 1:30 in the afternoon they're still in their pj's. They get to be very laid back while they're here, it's part of the charm. After we get them off, it's time for the dreaded weekly grocery shopping.

I ended up staying up late chit-chattiing with Troll until early morning and the kids got up early. I made a hearty breakfast, although how I accomplished that is beyond me because not even three cups of coffee have made me feel human yet. I'll probably sleep really good tonight and I will more than likely turn in early, after we finish the channel quest that is.

Well Pookie is asking for lunch... I swear that girl either has a hollow leg or she's on a growing jag, more than likely, both!

A Happy St. Patrick's Day To Ya!

I'm just a wee bit of the Irish lass from my father's side and of course, I married an Irish man so dinner tonight is simple. The corn beef has been cooking in the slow cooker all day and is merely simmering waiting on the cabbage and a few other aromatics. Mr M went out this morning to do a funeral and still isn't home. My guess is he's probably tipping one or two and spreading around some of that infamous blarney, better them poor souls than me.

I started work on my stories again and then ran into a snag. I went to retrieve the log of roleplay only to find out it didn't log, dammit. So, I'm waiting on PITA to get the message that I need a copy of his log before I can continue. We're scooting right along in channel with a mini quest to Avalon planned this weekend. Talisman is grumbling to herself about a certain scoundrel and Emery is going to start taking lessons from the Weapons Master, all the lad doesn't know it yet. We've had a couple of people from before pop in and not stay around and one who is going to stay. It was nice seeing her again. I've missed her and feeling is mutual. We have another observing for the moment, they're from a long long time ago and it appears they've grown up some and willing to play nice nice. Tolerance is low so I hope so for their sake. All in all, I believe we're pleased with the way things are going. It's a slow business rebuilding, but the optimism and willingness is there and that's three quarter's of the battle.

Pookie and Topper and coming over tonight and as soon as Pookie gets some of her homework done (she has make-up stuff to do this weekend), we're making sugar cookies in the shapes of shamrocks. I made the cookie dough last night and it's chilling in the frig. I'm looking forward to having the kids overnight and next month is their Spring break. We're also due for some good weather so maybe I can get Pookie's help in starting up her garden. She keeps asking me about it.

FB is trying to charm his way off the m-i-l radar and I don't charm that easy. That's fine. I don't have to live with him.

Be safe and enjoy your evening.. I'm going to.

On A Dime

Wow... I would never have predicted how my night would have ended. All in all, I'm shell-shocked, I think and not in a bad way.

Sometime in the afternoon, something came to my attention that had me seething, I can't describe how mad I was. I whipped up an email, but I didn't hit the send button. Instead I sat back, took a deep breath and reached for the phone. I placed a phone call and unfortunately, I got voice mail, that's okay. I left a message and grabbed a pair of work gloves and headed out the door to stack the cord and a half of wood we just bought. Through out the remainder of the afternoon, I have listened to my Daughter whine and get frustrated with FB. Oh yea, the man is on my radar again. At least he's been flying under it for the last three months or so, an occasional growl but nothing to make him a blip on my screen until today. I had to growl at her too, because I felt she was getting overly upset about something she could not control and in the end all it would do was put more stress between her and FB. So, I did my mommy part there.

Over the weekend I had to get after Mr M and I hate having to do that. But now and then, it's necessary because I just didn't seem to get through to him until I raised my voice and got angry. I got his attention alright but for how long?

Tonight was Mr M's therapy group meeting so I sent him off and settled in online but out of channel to do some catch up work and to chit-chat. That was working okay but then I got a late birthday present and I couldn't have asked for anything better. Some of you will understand to what I am referring to. Talk about my night turning on a dime. Wow. Now, when I should be in bed, my thoughts are turning like a wheel in the wind and I really do need to shut it down and go to sleep.

You know, it's kinda nice, a warm fuzzy kind of nice, when you can go to sleep still hearing a certain voice in your head.

Even Mr M did something tonight. He was thoughtful enough to call me and to tell me he was going to be late coming home. It may not seem like much to anyone else, but for me, it's a big thing.

You know.... when the men in my life do something special, whether it's a late night phone call or telling me they're going to be late, then I feel special....

And it makes you forget about all the ugliness you've encountered during the day.

Sleep Well.

Snow Anyone?

When I got up around 7 this morning to go down and get the newspaper, it was sprinkling. Just a little while ago my tv's satellite starting acting up. That usually means a big storm is overhead. I opened the curtains and to my surprise fluffly snowflakes are falling and here I was hoping to go out and plant my flowers. I wonder how long this is going to keep up. So far I have still have my internet connection but let me tell ya, we have ijots in this town. If it snows, someone is going to slide their car into a transformer. It never fails. I blame it on the implants from below. I mean, how often do they see snow? I remember as a little girl we got about 5 feet of snow. It was a freak thing, but it was fun from a kid's point of view. We lost electricity and had to 'pioneer' it. We went out and scooped virgin snow, melted it for water. We all have our own wells around here. Luckily we also had a fireplace so keeping warm was not a hard thing to do. Cooking, now there was a challenge, but I've learned to cook pretty decent on an open fire. *chuckle* I must have been born years too late. I kinda enjoy it.

So if no one hears from me for a day or two, I'm cool... just trying to keep from freezing my backside off..

For those of you here in town, be careful out there. You never know which of the other guys can't drive in the snow.

Early Start

Well, I got an early start to my day, at 4:30 am. Sprout came home from gaming over at a friend's house. He found out yesterday he had the day off today (he usually works) so he went to hang out with the guys. I didn't mind. It's just one of those things, you can't sneak into this house. The whole pack of dogs start barking. Besides, anytime anyone tries to be quiet in the house so as not to wake me, I wake up. It's that sneaking thing. If they just walk normal and do normal things, I'm okay. I can just feel someone sneaking around and that just gets me wide awake.

So, I went out to pick up Daughter and we went to the Trinty Lutheran Church for a 30 family garage sale. This is the church I use to attend many, many moons ago. I had to smile, the place has changed so much, grown. We spent some money, she more than I and then we stopped at the Sacred Heart Thirft store, but they weren't open. It's one of her favorite haunts. Another stop to a place that sells stuff at a lower price, but you really have to haunt the place to find a good deal. That done, I came home to get Mr M up and moving as we have to go gorcery shopping today. The natives are whining and it's not pretty.

Got snow in town yesterday but we didn't see any out our way. It's still pretty cold outside even though we have scattered clouds and the prettiest blue sky. The lower foothills have a nice blanket of snow, that goes to show you how low the snow level got yesterday. The Sacramento River is once again filled to the brim and starting to flow over. Hoepfully these partially clear skies will give it a chance to drop down again. We made our quota in rainfall and then some. I haven't checked my recently purchased flowers, but I'll probably going to plant them tomorrow if this clear weather holds out.

It was kinda nice last night, Mr. M was gone to his meeting, Sprout was out with his friends and Troll was at work. With the house to myself I had time to get online and rp some. We're coming along. There was enough material there for everyone to be able to write another part for their stories. Afterwards, I finished up another part for my storyline and half way through another. My mind is whirling with ideas for the next part of the group story too. Hopefully tonight we can rp a journey we are planning to take. I'd like to get it in so I can lead my storyline into the group one. I've been itching to do some creative work on Talisman's web page, but just not quite clear what I want to do. I think I'll get the writing part caught up and then shoot off to the design side.

I'm draggin my feet, dontcha know... I hate shopping for the most part.. but I guess I better get to it because the shopping isn't going to get done by itself...

FBLF...*snort* That LF part... that rates a smack up the side of the head.. I can be filling *nodnodnodnod* ooooo...dizzy

What? Friday, Again?

Puttering around doing little things around the house and finishing up FK's webpage design has kept me busy to the point that the week seems to have flown by. It's darn cold here in the valley and the weatherman is predicting snow at the 500 foot level. It gets that cold, and it's cloudy, it's gonna snow in the valley. Snow level hardly ever gets this low and if it happens, this will be three times this year we've gotten snow. I hope not, I just bought some flowers to plant on the side of the house but I haven't been able to get them in the ground because of the rain. I may have to go out there and bring them in until I can get them in the ground. I've put off ordering another cord of wood, but I have a feeling I just may have to do that. Luckily the guy who supplies our wood has lots of it. I could also get Sprout out there with the chainsaw and cut up the fallen trees from this winter. This summer we're definitely looking into that kerosene thing.

Today is more puttering, spring cleaning, and writing. I need to get caught up. I refuse to be sidetracked. Ha! Famous last words...

A Test Thingie

Oooooo-kay... some of these I disagree with... but there's alot here that hits things on a nail


Extraversion |||||||||| 33%
Stability |||||||||||| 46%
Orderliness |||||||||||||| 60%
Accommodation |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Interdependence |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Intellectual |||||||||| 36%
Mystical |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Artistic |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Religious |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Hedonism || 10%
Materialism |||||Work ethic| 23%
Narcissism |||||| 30%
Adventurousness |||||| 23%
Work ethic |||||||||||||||| 63%
Self absorbed |||||||||| 36%
Conflict seeking |||||||||||||| 56%
Need to dominate |||||||||||| 50%
Romantic |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Avoidant |||||| 30%
Anti-authority |||||||||| 36%
Wealth || 10%
Dependency |||||| 30%
Change averse |||||||||||||| 56%
Cautiousness |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Individuality |||||||||||| 50%
Sexuality |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Peter pan complex |||| 16%
Physical security |||||||||||||||| 63%
Physical Fitness || 10%
Histrionic |||| 16%
Paranoia |||||| 30%
Vanity || 10%
Hypersensitivity |||||||||||||||| 63%
Female cliche |||||||||||||||| 63%
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It's Been A Long Day

.... and then some. I got Daughter and family off just a little ago. She had a doctor's appointment and I convinced her to make one for FB as well. He's sick. Normally I'd say a swift kick in the arse would fix what ails him, but alas, this time it may take some meds. Since Daughter had to go down there anyway, may as well make FB go too. I offered to babysit. FB came back with instructions and the doctor found some ear wax the size of a peanut M&M in his ear...hm, maybe that's why his ear hurt so much. Apparently the doctor was still showing it off to people when they left. It sure makes me wonder if doctors actually have lives outside of their job.

I got some more work done on FK's site, but not quite everything and of course, there's still a bit of puttering to do. I just want to get the material up and visible, then I'll go back and redesign certain pages.

I don't have any energy left to design anymore wallpaper at the moment and I was hoping to get some done before St Patrick's Day. I don't even have the steam to rp tonight. I think an early night, some sleep and pick up where I left off in that dream I was having would be nice.

Tomorrow's another day.

Normalacy

Normalacy, I have found, can come from the strangest things....

After last week, things were pretty quiet, but not that nice kind of quiet. It was an uneasy sort of quiet. Everybody tiptoeing around, nobody saying what's on their mind. Everybody trying to just find that even keel again. They will, they do and life travels onward.

This past weekend we had to do the weekly grocery shopping so we did the usual, the butcher and the grocery store. Believe it or not, here, the meat costs less at the butcher's for those better cuts. Anywho, after finishing up the shopping we're out the door when Mr. M suddenly stops in front of one of the newpaper stands. He silently reads the headlines, then continues to the truck. All of a sudden he stops, which in turn makes me come to an abrupt halt, cart and all. I look over the cart at him questioningly. Out of the blue he turns to me and repeats the headlines for the daily paper, "Hospital Drops 9 Nurses" (referring to the current lay off status) There's a moment of silence before he drops into that silence with, "Where did they drop them from, the roof?" Now this caused my current state of consciousness to come to a screeching halt. I blinked. I looked momentarily blank then I laughed. He grinned. People stared at us, we didn't care. I shook my head, he headed off for the truck again and I followed.

The world sort of balances itself in the weirdest way sometimes.

~Quote For The Day~

I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live by the light that I have. I must stand with anybody that stands right, stand with him while he is right, and part with him when he goes wrong.
- Abraham Lincoln

What Day Is Today?

Last week and the weekend seems to jetted right by me. It's been one of those times when everyone needs a piece of me and there were no leftovers. While it's Monday, and a typical one at that, things seem much more calm in the Grove. I hope that means things are going to slow down and let me catch my breath and let me relax a bit. I'm just thankful I don't get into these whirlpools often.

The grandkids are home sick and I think they gave me a touch of it. My whole body just feels out of whack and I have no energy to speak of. I'm going to try a little meditation tonight and see if that helps. My shoulders are tense and a big pair of hands with a just right touch, rubbing them down wouldn't go amiss either. I could use it.

The weather has been rainy all last week, storms flinting in and out. There are floods all over the place. A few times, the weather has even kept me from getting online. I'll be glad when we get the high speed thing done instead of the dial-up.

I managed to crank out a third part for the group's storyline. I'm still in contemplation of where to go next or how to do it. So anything I tell anyone, take it all with a grain of salt, things keep changing. *chuckle* It feels good to be working on something again though. Still some things out there I miss... that's not trying to lead the horse to water, mind you, just a simple fact.

Today was spent with business, as usual, and uploading my new stuff to my personal website... not to mention making sure it all works. I think I broke at least one pencil biting on it as I tried to get the uploads to work properly. I do believe everything is working now. There's more I want to add and I think it'll move faster now that I've got the bulk of the stuff uploaded. I just hope my provider is not nit-picky about bandwidth. They haven't been yet, but then, I've never offered stuff for download before either.

Looks like another week of rain. I had to go out in this stuff yesterday. I needed a new coffee pot. I swear, we go through them like crazy. Just going from the truck to the store, I got soaked. Once I got home, I had to go back out, because I forgot some things I needed from the grocery store for dinner. You'd think I'd learn to make a list by now.

For inquiring minds....

Thank you. That small email was just the warm fuzzy I needed and I didn't even know it.

Tempest In A Teacup

Now and then, I get caught up in a tempest. Thankfully, these times are not the usual, but rather the exception. I had a very rough night last night. I can't claim more than a hour's unbroken sleep. I'll never, ever, understand the human mind or how it works in relation to the psyche. In times such as these, I do wonder if the longer the walk in thie world is, if these tempest will become more frequent. How does the human spirit endure it? Hope does it cope? My swirl in the teacup is so different, but not any less affected. My pain is different, but there nonetheless. Am I any less human for now and then asking myself what did I get myself into? Should I think less of myself for such uncharitable thoughts and feelings? The only times those thoughts and feelings rise seem to be when I'm on the brink of total frustration and helplessness. Nothing I seem to do or offer seems to lessen the tempest. My love certainly doesn't make it go away nor does it cure it. Nothing seems to cure it. It's not often I have to live on this edge of pain, fear and uncertainty. I thank the Lady for that small boon. But when it does come, the filler of the teacup swirls with the best storm. Like riding out a storm, what holds everything together is that the tempest will past. There will be the sun, a calming, a peacefulness.

No one wants to inflict this kind of thing on another, especially those they love. I am not unaware of these feelings. I deal with the aftermath as best I can, no matter where I have to pull it from, my eyes will clear, my heart will beat, and my voice will be strong.......

Because someone has to be.