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**Warning: Spoilers about the movie "The Village" may follow**
We rented the movie "The Village" this past weekend. DH's coworkers had told him part of the twist of the plot, but I told him not to tell me because I wanted to be surprised, and man, was I ever! I knew there wasn't something quite right about "they who must not be named," but I did not see the ending coming. In fact, the more I think about, the more selfish I think the main characters were. No society is perfect. No society is free of strife. The arrogance of the village elders just stunned me. What gave them the right to perpetuate such a lie? The real story, I believe, is what happened AFTER the girl brought back the medicine. I just know that the secret would have to be revealed to the whole population.
I liked the movie, but I felt that it needed something more. Not to mention that it was veryyyy slowwww-paced throughout. I thought William Hurt's and Sigourney Weaver's talents were wasted here, but I liked Joaquin Phoenix, Adrien Brody, and Bryce Dallas Howard.
See it if the trailers had intrigued you, but expect to be mildly disappointed.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Monday, February 07, 2005
The Cold From Hell
It started last week, around Monday or so. I was exhausted, but I thought it was just because I hadn't slept well over the weekend. The kid had been sick a few weeks ago, but I had emerged unscathed...
or so I thought.
Damn Wal-Mart and its nasty, germ-covered carts!
So, Tuesday rolled around and I was still very tired, and I noticed the telltale sign: itchy eyes. I thought maybe that my contacts were just dirty.
I woke up Wednesday to a full-blown common cold. I took some over-the-counter medicine and felt better, but as the day wore on at work, I could hardly concentrate, in between sneezing fits and blowing my nose. My entire cubicle was littered with remnants from the plague. Used tissues filled my wastepaper basket, and I was alternating between cold and hot.
I got home that day and took more OTC medicine. I tried to go to bed early, but the medicine made my heart race. I didn't sleep very well. Thursday passed much the same, still dead tired, freezing, hot, used tissues out the wazoo.
On Friday, DH and I attended DD's first parent-teacher conference, and we had a date planned afterward, so I made myself feel better for those two events. DD is doing well in school, and our date was fun. We rented the movie "The Village," the plot of which was almost unbelievable.
Saturday, I worked, and when I got home, I felt worse than I had felt all week. I fell asleep early, but woke up early on Sunday. Sunday was almost the worst day of all--my eyes itched and were watery all day. I sneezed a lot and went through an entire box of tissues.
Now today, I feel better. I didn't need to take the medicine today, and my eyes are less itchy and watery. I hope it's gone. However, DH has come down with it now. Yay.
or so I thought.
Damn Wal-Mart and its nasty, germ-covered carts!
So, Tuesday rolled around and I was still very tired, and I noticed the telltale sign: itchy eyes. I thought maybe that my contacts were just dirty.
I woke up Wednesday to a full-blown common cold. I took some over-the-counter medicine and felt better, but as the day wore on at work, I could hardly concentrate, in between sneezing fits and blowing my nose. My entire cubicle was littered with remnants from the plague. Used tissues filled my wastepaper basket, and I was alternating between cold and hot.
I got home that day and took more OTC medicine. I tried to go to bed early, but the medicine made my heart race. I didn't sleep very well. Thursday passed much the same, still dead tired, freezing, hot, used tissues out the wazoo.
On Friday, DH and I attended DD's first parent-teacher conference, and we had a date planned afterward, so I made myself feel better for those two events. DD is doing well in school, and our date was fun. We rented the movie "The Village," the plot of which was almost unbelievable.
Saturday, I worked, and when I got home, I felt worse than I had felt all week. I fell asleep early, but woke up early on Sunday. Sunday was almost the worst day of all--my eyes itched and were watery all day. I sneezed a lot and went through an entire box of tissues.
Now today, I feel better. I didn't need to take the medicine today, and my eyes are less itchy and watery. I hope it's gone. However, DH has come down with it now. Yay.
Friday, February 04, 2005
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Teen Novelist
While surfing NYT today, I came across this article. 18-year-old Amanda Marquit just published her first fictional novel, titled "Shut the Door." Here is an interview with the author. She started writing the book when she was fourteen and finished at age sixteen.
From reading the article and reviews, it would seem that it's along the lines of "Pure" by Rebbecca Ray, also a teeage novelist when she was published. Maybe if I were fourteen, I'd be shocked at the behavior portrayed in these books. Now, it just makes me sad that there are probably people out there who suffer like these characters do.
From reading the article and reviews, it would seem that it's along the lines of "Pure" by Rebbecca Ray, also a teeage novelist when she was published. Maybe if I were fourteen, I'd be shocked at the behavior portrayed in these books. Now, it just makes me sad that there are probably people out there who suffer like these characters do.
Traffic Exchanges
Blogclicker, BlogExplosion, and Blogazoo are three blog traffic exchange programs. The idea is to sign up for an account, sign up your blog, add a cute little link on your blog site, and then surf member blogs. For each blog you surf, you can earn "credits" at the exchange sites, which can then be used to assign visitors for your site.
I myself have not noticed any increases in visitors. I suppose there are people visiting, but they don't stay longer than the minimum 30 seconds. No one comments on anything I've written, which is disappointing. Granted, my writing has been not been stellar prose of late.
I primarily signed up for these sites to generate some new traffic to my site, who would hopefully comment. I had hoped to gain some new readers, but I suppose that I need to write something worthwhile to read. :) I have found some interesting blogs and added them to my blogroll or bookmarked them to read later.
I guess you get what you put into it. :)
I myself have not noticed any increases in visitors. I suppose there are people visiting, but they don't stay longer than the minimum 30 seconds. No one comments on anything I've written, which is disappointing. Granted, my writing has been not been stellar prose of late.
I primarily signed up for these sites to generate some new traffic to my site, who would hopefully comment. I had hoped to gain some new readers, but I suppose that I need to write something worthwhile to read. :) I have found some interesting blogs and added them to my blogroll or bookmarked them to read later.
I guess you get what you put into it. :)
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
In space, no one can hear you scream
NASA is looking to resume space flight, two years after the Columbia disaster. It's been long enough.
Monday, January 31, 2005
Another Lost Generation???
It's about time they took note: "Fearing Future, China Starts to Give Girls Their Due"
Phone Redux
After my little rant the other day about phones, I see that there are still rural areas of the U.S. that do not have any phone service whatsoever. The town of Mink, LA, just got regular phone access.
Phones aren't all bad. After all, as mentioned in the article, it can take emergency personnel a long time to get to a place without the proper access.
However, I still wonder how we ever managed without phones. Just this past weekend, I saw two Wal-Martians on their cellphones. One man was talking loudly in Spanish; another woman was trying to select meat while holding her cellphone with her shoulder. At least she was quiet.
Now SBC is buying AT&T. Sounds like a new monopoly could be forming.
Phones aren't all bad. After all, as mentioned in the article, it can take emergency personnel a long time to get to a place without the proper access.
However, I still wonder how we ever managed without phones. Just this past weekend, I saw two Wal-Martians on their cellphones. One man was talking loudly in Spanish; another woman was trying to select meat while holding her cellphone with her shoulder. At least she was quiet.
Now SBC is buying AT&T. Sounds like a new monopoly could be forming.
Friday, January 28, 2005
Where were you?
Another morbid anniversary has come around again. Where were you when the space shuttle Challenger exploded?
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Remembering the Holocaust--Never Again
60 years ago today, Auschwitz was liberated by the Soviet Army.
A week of events were planned by the U.N. Tom Carter has some interesting thoughts on the Holocaust. Here's what the current administration of Germany had to say on Tuesday.
And if you want to know what it was like to be a victim, read this report from Nizkor.org.
A week of events were planned by the U.N. Tom Carter has some interesting thoughts on the Holocaust. Here's what the current administration of Germany had to say on Tuesday.
And if you want to know what it was like to be a victim, read this report from Nizkor.org.
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
The Phone
While surfing blogclicker today, I came across this entry from Anita at Fighting Inertia. As soon as I posted a comment, I knew I had a lot more to say on this subject. She writes about her most annoying pet peeve, call waiting, calling it "man's worst invention."
In college, I shared a suite with three other roommates. One of my roommates decided that she needed call waiting, so she offered to pay for it. I agreed, with the stipulation that I wasn't going to ever pay for it, and when someone was on the phone with me, there was no guarantee that I would be bothered to answer the call waiting. She said okay, but would I please just take a message if someone did call. Most of the time, I ignored the call waiting. Everyone I called or who called me was calling long distance, so I felt justified in ignoring it. I consider it quite rude to call someone and be left hanging while they go answer someone else, especially on my nickel.
Most people I call do not have call waiting because it is an extra expense on the phone bill, and they think it's rude. My sister has it, but if I call her and she gets another call, she is always quick to get back to me. I have told her I think call waiting is rude, so she knows how I feel about it.
Perhaps I'm a technophobe. I do not like the phone anymore. I used to like it, when I was a teenager and talking to my significant other all the time. Anyone else I wanted to call back then was long-distance, so I rarely just chatted to my friends. In my house growing up, phones were used for a purpose, not for idle chatter.
Now, I do not like to be disturbed. Phone conversations have a way of making time pass too quickly. Once a year, my Aussie pen pal calls me and we talk, way too long. I make an exception for her since she lives out of the country. :) When I talk to my friends or family members, I find that I often have nothing to talk about. My days pass in a similar manner, so there is no news to report.
I have a dial-up internet connection, and the telemarketing calls have gone way down since I used to spend so much time online in the evenings. My family knew that to get ahold of me that they'd have to call before 7pm, the time I used to get online. I would get rid of my phone altogether, but I need it for dial-up internet access.
I have a cellphone, but I keep it turned off and I don't give out the number. I don't even have the number memorized. I keep it for emergencies, using it if I need to call DH for some reason while I'm at work or whatever.
And that brings me to my pet peeve about phones: no one is that damn important. I cannot tell you how many times I've been in a movie theatre and some asshole forgets to turn off their phone. During "Troy," a stupid woman's phone went off and she fumbled for a good five minutes trying to find the phone in her purse and turn it off. I was pissed! I paid $7 to see that movie undisturbed and there are always idiots who spoil my enjoyment. During "Elektra," a stupid man's phone went off, playing Michael Jackson's "The Way You Make Me Feel" as a ringtone. Now that was UTTERLY RIDICULOUS, considering the movie was at a very solemn part. I wanted to bash his skull in.
Repeat after me: YOU ARE NOT THAT DAMN IMPORTANT. In fact, you are an insignificant slug who thinks that having a cellphone turned on all the time makes you cool or powerful. It just makes you look like an idiot--like you are so pathetic that you have to be reachable at all hours for other inane chattering morons.
Once I was in Wal-Mart, and a stupid woman's cellphone went off while she was looking at shampoo. She started conversing at the top of her lungs about where she was at and what she was looking at. I wanted to bash her skull in. Instead, I just laughed at her sheepleness and went about my business.
Idiots talking on cellphones while driving deserve to be removed from the gene pool.
Idiots who give their kids cellphones are just stupid. Make them work for it, and then police what they do with them.
Picture-taking cellphones are stupid.
Text-messaging is a stupid waste of money.
NO ONE IS THAT DAMN IMPORTANT.
In college, I shared a suite with three other roommates. One of my roommates decided that she needed call waiting, so she offered to pay for it. I agreed, with the stipulation that I wasn't going to ever pay for it, and when someone was on the phone with me, there was no guarantee that I would be bothered to answer the call waiting. She said okay, but would I please just take a message if someone did call. Most of the time, I ignored the call waiting. Everyone I called or who called me was calling long distance, so I felt justified in ignoring it. I consider it quite rude to call someone and be left hanging while they go answer someone else, especially on my nickel.
Most people I call do not have call waiting because it is an extra expense on the phone bill, and they think it's rude. My sister has it, but if I call her and she gets another call, she is always quick to get back to me. I have told her I think call waiting is rude, so she knows how I feel about it.
Perhaps I'm a technophobe. I do not like the phone anymore. I used to like it, when I was a teenager and talking to my significant other all the time. Anyone else I wanted to call back then was long-distance, so I rarely just chatted to my friends. In my house growing up, phones were used for a purpose, not for idle chatter.
Now, I do not like to be disturbed. Phone conversations have a way of making time pass too quickly. Once a year, my Aussie pen pal calls me and we talk, way too long. I make an exception for her since she lives out of the country. :) When I talk to my friends or family members, I find that I often have nothing to talk about. My days pass in a similar manner, so there is no news to report.
I have a dial-up internet connection, and the telemarketing calls have gone way down since I used to spend so much time online in the evenings. My family knew that to get ahold of me that they'd have to call before 7pm, the time I used to get online. I would get rid of my phone altogether, but I need it for dial-up internet access.
I have a cellphone, but I keep it turned off and I don't give out the number. I don't even have the number memorized. I keep it for emergencies, using it if I need to call DH for some reason while I'm at work or whatever.
And that brings me to my pet peeve about phones: no one is that damn important. I cannot tell you how many times I've been in a movie theatre and some asshole forgets to turn off their phone. During "Troy," a stupid woman's phone went off and she fumbled for a good five minutes trying to find the phone in her purse and turn it off. I was pissed! I paid $7 to see that movie undisturbed and there are always idiots who spoil my enjoyment. During "Elektra," a stupid man's phone went off, playing Michael Jackson's "The Way You Make Me Feel" as a ringtone. Now that was UTTERLY RIDICULOUS, considering the movie was at a very solemn part. I wanted to bash his skull in.
Repeat after me: YOU ARE NOT THAT DAMN IMPORTANT. In fact, you are an insignificant slug who thinks that having a cellphone turned on all the time makes you cool or powerful. It just makes you look like an idiot--like you are so pathetic that you have to be reachable at all hours for other inane chattering morons.
Once I was in Wal-Mart, and a stupid woman's cellphone went off while she was looking at shampoo. She started conversing at the top of her lungs about where she was at and what she was looking at. I wanted to bash her skull in. Instead, I just laughed at her sheepleness and went about my business.
Idiots talking on cellphones while driving deserve to be removed from the gene pool.
Idiots who give their kids cellphones are just stupid. Make them work for it, and then police what they do with them.
Picture-taking cellphones are stupid.
Text-messaging is a stupid waste of money.
NO ONE IS THAT DAMN IMPORTANT.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Yahoo baby
A couple of weeks ago, a Romanian couple supposedly named their newborn baby Yahoo, after the famous internet search engine. Turns out it was a hoax, written by the reporter who wanted to "look good."
Um, yeah. He's looking real good now.
Um, yeah. He's looking real good now.
Monday, January 24, 2005
Ugh
So, today, DH warmed up my car for me and I got in, thinking all was well.
The stupid thing would not go in reverse. I stomped the gas pedal and it was like nothing was happening. I proceeded to freak out. I was envisioning zillions of dollars in fixing whatever was wrong.
DH reassured me that he would handle whatever the problem was, and to drive his truck to work. I did, but the whole time, I was worried about my car and how DH would get to work and take DD to school. You know how the mind works at times like that.
When I got to work, I checked my email, and DH had sent me a message. He had missed reconnecting the throttle or something. So now all is well.
--For now.
Why is it that whenever I think we're going to have a few extra dollars that something happens to eat up that money????
I hate being a grown-up.
The stupid thing would not go in reverse. I stomped the gas pedal and it was like nothing was happening. I proceeded to freak out. I was envisioning zillions of dollars in fixing whatever was wrong.
DH reassured me that he would handle whatever the problem was, and to drive his truck to work. I did, but the whole time, I was worried about my car and how DH would get to work and take DD to school. You know how the mind works at times like that.
When I got to work, I checked my email, and DH had sent me a message. He had missed reconnecting the throttle or something. So now all is well.
--For now.
Why is it that whenever I think we're going to have a few extra dollars that something happens to eat up that money????
I hate being a grown-up.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Battery Redux
So, today, DH and FIL went to Autozone and got a rebuilt alternator for my car. It was definitely the problem. DH said the people at AZ hooked it up to their equipment and it was completely fried. It's not surprising. The car has 161,000 miles on it!
DH also checked the oil and the other fluids, refilling as necessary. So hopefully, everything will be okay tomorrow when I drive to work.
I spent 13 hours working on my cross-stitch project yesterday. Ouch. My hand hurts. Today, I spent 8 hours on it, while we watched football. It's looking good, but I still have a lot to do.
DH also checked the oil and the other fluids, refilling as necessary. So hopefully, everything will be okay tomorrow when I drive to work.
I spent 13 hours working on my cross-stitch project yesterday. Ouch. My hand hurts. Today, I spent 8 hours on it, while we watched football. It's looking good, but I still have a lot to do.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Snowstorm
Today, I woke up to whiteout conditions. We didn't get that much snow, but it was blowing. I decided to stay home. I called my friend to tell her to stay home. I was going to meet her and another friend after I got off work, but the roads were bad, and the wind gusts were terrible.
Good thing, too. DH went out to start my car and it was dead again. A brand-new battery had drained overnight. Since the weather was so awful, we decided not to worry about it. DH called his dad, who figured it was a bad alternator. If the weather is nice on Sunday, they'll get a new one and fix it then.
I plan to spend all day working on my cross-stitch project I'm making for my sister.
Good thing, too. DH went out to start my car and it was dead again. A brand-new battery had drained overnight. Since the weather was so awful, we decided not to worry about it. DH called his dad, who figured it was a bad alternator. If the weather is nice on Sunday, they'll get a new one and fix it then.
I plan to spend all day working on my cross-stitch project I'm making for my sister.
Friday, January 21, 2005
Car Trouble
Woke up to a dead car battery this morning. I was afraid it was going to be dead. Last night as I was driving home, I noticed the needle fluctuating in the gauge. At least DH got up early to start my car, since it was cold, and was able to jumpstart the battery. I drove to work just fine.
UPDATE: At noon, I went out to start the car, to see if the battery lost power, and it was dead again. I called DH and he is going to take care of it for me.
UPDATE: DH replaced the battery and I drove home okay, but the gauge was still fluctuating. Something is definitely wrong.
Sigh.
UPDATE: At noon, I went out to start the car, to see if the battery lost power, and it was dead again. I called DH and he is going to take care of it for me.
UPDATE: DH replaced the battery and I drove home okay, but the gauge was still fluctuating. Something is definitely wrong.
Sigh.
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
"You're Right About That"
Last night, I was watching a program on the WisdomTV channel, featuring a lecture by Dr. Wayne Dyer. In it, he said that the ego is what drives us to worry all the time and that we must quiet our mind to receive the wisdom we need. He said that whenever we get angry or annoyed, we should think or say "You're right about that," and then move on to the next thought.
Several years ago, a coworker told me how she had spent a long time in her teens in a clinical depression. I asked her how she managed to get out of it, if she ever did. Was it drugs or therapy? She said it was none of that. She was able to bring herself out of it by choosing to think a different way. (I know that doesn't work for everyone.) She also mentioned Dyer to me, and I checked out some of his books on audiotape from the library. I found him to be very motivational and encouraging.
Alas, this coworker passed away in 2001 at the age of 31 and I filed away her advice in the back of my brain. It's funny what we learn from people sometimes. I wish I could have known her better. But anyway, seeing the tv show last night reminded me of her and of how I felt after I had listened to those tapes. Remembering how she had fought a battle with Hodgkins Disease in her early adulthood and how she still lived a full life made me feel silly because my worries pale in comparison. (I would say I brood too much on the past, rather than worry per se.)
"No one can depress you. No one can make you anxious. No one can hurt your feelings. No one can make you anything other than what you allow inside." --Dr. Wayne Dyer
You're right about that.
Several years ago, a coworker told me how she had spent a long time in her teens in a clinical depression. I asked her how she managed to get out of it, if she ever did. Was it drugs or therapy? She said it was none of that. She was able to bring herself out of it by choosing to think a different way. (I know that doesn't work for everyone.) She also mentioned Dyer to me, and I checked out some of his books on audiotape from the library. I found him to be very motivational and encouraging.
Alas, this coworker passed away in 2001 at the age of 31 and I filed away her advice in the back of my brain. It's funny what we learn from people sometimes. I wish I could have known her better. But anyway, seeing the tv show last night reminded me of her and of how I felt after I had listened to those tapes. Remembering how she had fought a battle with Hodgkins Disease in her early adulthood and how she still lived a full life made me feel silly because my worries pale in comparison. (I would say I brood too much on the past, rather than worry per se.)
"No one can depress you. No one can make you anxious. No one can hurt your feelings. No one can make you anything other than what you allow inside." --Dr. Wayne Dyer
You're right about that.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Immaculate Delivery
Five years ago today, I was preparing to give birth to my daughter. You can read about the delivery here. Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. When she was born, I could hardly think what she would be like in five years, and now she's a little person with her own thoughts.
The poor kid is sick as a dog, though, so we're not celebrating much. We had a big party last year. My parents invited us to eat pizza with them this evening, so we'll be doing that. DH made some cupcakes because it was DD's turn to bring snacks to school; however, she was too sick to go to school today, so we'll be eating them instead. :)
As a gift, we got her a Disney Princess indoor sleeping bag. We actually purchased it before Christmas, intending for Santa to bring it, but we decided to hold it back because of all the other stuff she received. When we gave it to her this morning, she was thrilled. She had been wanting a sleeping bag of her own.
Her smile makes all the difference. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
The poor kid is sick as a dog, though, so we're not celebrating much. We had a big party last year. My parents invited us to eat pizza with them this evening, so we'll be doing that. DH made some cupcakes because it was DD's turn to bring snacks to school; however, she was too sick to go to school today, so we'll be eating them instead. :)
As a gift, we got her a Disney Princess indoor sleeping bag. We actually purchased it before Christmas, intending for Santa to bring it, but we decided to hold it back because of all the other stuff she received. When we gave it to her this morning, she was thrilled. She had been wanting a sleeping bag of her own.
Her smile makes all the difference. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Monday, January 17, 2005
The BO
Well, it would seem that "Elektra" came in fifth at the box office behind such movies as "Meet the Fockers," "Coach Carter," and even "Racing Stripes," the racing zebra film.
We went to a 5pm showing of "Elektra" on Saturday afternoon, expecting to be wowed. We hated "Daredevil," but we like movies with strong women characters (DH likes their skimpy clothing more than anything else, lol). There were some really cool special effects, but the film itself was sloooooooooooooooooooow. In addition to eye candy Jennifer Garner, the film starred that Croatian hunk of hunks, Goran Visinjc, aka Luka on "ER." However, he got limited screen time. Sigh.
I don't know what's with the martial arts resurgence in films of late. I guess since everything's been done to death, Hollywood is looking eastward for inspiration. I find the hype a little overblown, especially after watching "Hero."
We went to a 5pm showing of "Elektra" on Saturday afternoon, expecting to be wowed. We hated "Daredevil," but we like movies with strong women characters (DH likes their skimpy clothing more than anything else, lol). There were some really cool special effects, but the film itself was sloooooooooooooooooooow. In addition to eye candy Jennifer Garner, the film starred that Croatian hunk of hunks, Goran Visinjc, aka Luka on "ER." However, he got limited screen time. Sigh.
I don't know what's with the martial arts resurgence in films of late. I guess since everything's been done to death, Hollywood is looking eastward for inspiration. I find the hype a little overblown, especially after watching "Hero."
Saturday, January 15, 2005
Going Out
Woohoo! We're going to see "Elektra" this evening. I hope it's a decent movie. Some of the reviews have not been so good, but I don't care what the critics say. (After all, I liked "Resident Evil 2: Apocalypse.") Just look at all this official Elektra merchandise from Marvel Comics. Some of it is quite freaky. Here you can watch the first five minutes of the film. Here's the official website.
Did you know that "Elektra" is also an opera by Richard Strauss? Heh.
It's been a long morning.
Did you know that "Elektra" is also an opera by Richard Strauss? Heh.
It's been a long morning.
Friday, January 14, 2005
Ebay to increase fees
A long time ago, I thought I might want to use Ebay to sell some things. I didn't have anything major to sell, though. Nothing that would justify selling it on Ebay, anyway. I thought that having to pay a fee was stupid anyway. Now it seems that those fees are going up 60%, according to this article in the NYT.
I do use half.com, and it's free to list things on that site.
Here are the books I have listed. Click here if you want to buy one of them or search for the title and buy from me!
A Cold Heart - Jonathan Kellerman
At Home in France - Ann Barry
Blue Shoe - Anne Lamott
Brave - Louisa Luna
Brides Lace (Harlequin Presents #734)
Christy - Catherine Marshall
Clear Springs - Bobbie Ann Mason
Communion Blood - Chelsea Quinn Yarbro
Cry Wolf - Tami Hoag
Daughter of Fortune - Isabel Allende
Far from the Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
France, a Love Story (various authors)
Free-Lancer and Staff Writer - William L. Rivers
Graven Images (various authors)
Heretic - Bernard Cornwell
I Dreamed of Africa - Kuki Gallmann
In a Rogue's Arms - Virginia Lynn
Lord of the Air - Carol Gregor
Night Sins - Tami Hoag
Pure - Rebbecca Ray
Queen of Hearts - Melissa Forsythe
Second Sight - Beth Amos
Shiloh and Other Stories - Bobbie Ann Mason
Sleeping With One Eye Open (various authors)
Snow Falling on Cedars - David Guterson
Sophie's Choice - William Styron
Tara Road - Maeve Binchy
The Bone Vault - Linda Fairstein
The Book of Splendor - Frances Sherwood
The Curve of the World - Marcus Stevens
The Firm - John Grisham
The Forest - Edward Rutherfurd
The Fourth Queen - Debbie Taylor
The Island of Lost Maps - Miles Harvey, Gilbert Joseph Bland
The Passions of Emma - Penelope Williamson
The Perfect Storm - Sebastian Junger
The Pilot's Wife - Anita Shreve
The Postman - David Brin (Audio, Abridged)
The Rival - Brenda Joyce
The Road from the Past - Ina Caro
The Secret Life of the Seine - Mort Rosenblum
Waiting - Ha Jin
What to Expect When You're Expecting - Arlene Eisenberg
White Oleander - Janet Fitch
Without Remorse - Tom Clancy (Audio, Abridged)
Writ in Blood - Chelsea Quinn Yarbro
Writing the Natural Way - Gabriele Lusser Rico
I do use half.com, and it's free to list things on that site.
Here are the books I have listed. Click here if you want to buy one of them or search for the title and buy from me!
FWIW, I updated my journal last night, too.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
A Nazi of a Prince
You may have read of the recent flap with Prince Harry, third in line to the British royal throne. Apparently, he went to a "fancy-dress party" dressed as a Nazi. Then, he happened to be photographed in this costume. Of course, the media got ahold of the photo. Who could resist selling such a unusual picture of someone so famous?
Of course, this slap in the face to history has annoyed almost everyone. On the evening news, I heard quotes from a reporter of a London-based Jewish newspaper and from British war veterans. Everyone seems to be annoyed. The incident annoyed me, too, and I'm not British, nor do I follow the doings of the royal family.
If you want to dress up as a Nazi, fine. Do it on Hallowe'en. Do it as a joke or parody or whatever. For most regular Joes, this would be okay--in bad taste, perhaps, but fine.
However, if you could be an important leader in the world someday, choose how you want to rebel. Dressing up as a Nazi is not fine. In fact, it makes you look extremely stupid and thoughtless. Extremely stupid--like you don't even think about how you appear to the public at all.
In spite of the fact that yes, the royal family has a right to its privacy, it especially needs to watch its image. Otherwise, they appear as just a bunch of drunken King Georges, and deserve to fall into obscurity.
UPDATE: Prince Charles is making both his sons visit Auschwitz as a result of this gaffe.
Of course, this slap in the face to history has annoyed almost everyone. On the evening news, I heard quotes from a reporter of a London-based Jewish newspaper and from British war veterans. Everyone seems to be annoyed. The incident annoyed me, too, and I'm not British, nor do I follow the doings of the royal family.
If you want to dress up as a Nazi, fine. Do it on Hallowe'en. Do it as a joke or parody or whatever. For most regular Joes, this would be okay--in bad taste, perhaps, but fine.
However, if you could be an important leader in the world someday, choose how you want to rebel. Dressing up as a Nazi is not fine. In fact, it makes you look extremely stupid and thoughtless. Extremely stupid--like you don't even think about how you appear to the public at all.
In spite of the fact that yes, the royal family has a right to its privacy, it especially needs to watch its image. Otherwise, they appear as just a bunch of drunken King Georges, and deserve to fall into obscurity.
UPDATE: Prince Charles is making both his sons visit Auschwitz as a result of this gaffe.
How-To Blogging Links
In this article, I found everything I wish I'd known back in 2001 when I was a fledgling blogger. :) There are probably a hundred links to other blog writers' articles as well.
If you care
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Secret Lives
An interesting NYT article about secret lives: Keeping secrets can be central to healthy development, according to the article. But living two (or more) lives can be mentally exhausting in reality. The article quotes two cases where men were leading double lives and how it affected them, but if Oprah is to be believed, women are doing the same thing.
Darn that Fisher-Price!
In reference to this post by Poppymom (if the link isn't working, it's the post from Jan. 11), I have to talk about our experience with the Fisher-Price Lights and Sounds Aquarium.
When I saw a commercial on tv for this toy back in 2001, I was excited. It looked like a cool, fun toy for my daughter, who was 1 year old by then. She was still in her crib and I thought it might be more comforting for her to have such a toy. It had a nice glowing light, made soothing aquarium sounds, and played a lullaby. I wanted this toy for my bed. LOL
The thing was not cheap. I spent $20 for it. Once I got it home, I read the box and saw that it needed three "C" batteries. So, I went to the store and bought them. It took awhile to get them into the toy, because I needed a small Phillips screwdriver to open up the battery compartment. (I'm sure it was well-secured so that babies couldn't get it open. I could hardly get it open!) Finally, the batteries were installed and I used the attached straps to hang it on the side of the crib. It was quite heavy so I made sure it was firmly attached.
That first night, I put DD to bed and turned on the aquarium. An hour later, I checked on her and the stupid toy had stopped working. It had used up the batteries that fast.
Needless to say, I bought more batteries and installed them again, and it still quit working just as quickly. After that, I decided no more. It was a waste of $20. No wonder FP doesn't sell it anymore. It's no longer listed on their website, but you can still buy it on Ebay or other places online.
Or I'll sell you one, real cheap.
When I saw a commercial on tv for this toy back in 2001, I was excited. It looked like a cool, fun toy for my daughter, who was 1 year old by then. She was still in her crib and I thought it might be more comforting for her to have such a toy. It had a nice glowing light, made soothing aquarium sounds, and played a lullaby. I wanted this toy for my bed. LOL
The thing was not cheap. I spent $20 for it. Once I got it home, I read the box and saw that it needed three "C" batteries. So, I went to the store and bought them. It took awhile to get them into the toy, because I needed a small Phillips screwdriver to open up the battery compartment. (I'm sure it was well-secured so that babies couldn't get it open. I could hardly get it open!) Finally, the batteries were installed and I used the attached straps to hang it on the side of the crib. It was quite heavy so I made sure it was firmly attached.
That first night, I put DD to bed and turned on the aquarium. An hour later, I checked on her and the stupid toy had stopped working. It had used up the batteries that fast.
Needless to say, I bought more batteries and installed them again, and it still quit working just as quickly. After that, I decided no more. It was a waste of $20. No wonder FP doesn't sell it anymore. It's no longer listed on their website, but you can still buy it on Ebay or other places online.
Or I'll sell you one, real cheap.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Haloscan added
Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.
Of course, that means I lost all the old comments. :( Ah well. C'est la vie. (I wanted the trackback feature and Blogger doesn't have a trackback of its own.)
I also edited the Archives menu in the sidebar so that the dates show in reverse order (from newest to oldest). Now it should be easier to scroll through the list.
Of course, that means I lost all the old comments. :( Ah well. C'est la vie. (I wanted the trackback feature and Blogger doesn't have a trackback of its own.)
I also edited the Archives menu in the sidebar so that the dates show in reverse order (from newest to oldest). Now it should be easier to scroll through the list.
Monday, January 10, 2005
Time for An Update
In this article, Andrew Sullivan writes "Blogger could be to words what Napster was to music..." It is dated 2002. I wonder if we have reached that point yet?
I have been blogging on and off since 2001. I think there are two camps: those of us who publish for ourselves, and those who try to gain some kind of popular audience by focusing on a specific subject.
I don't consider myself to be an expert of anything. Sure, I could have joined the ranks of the mommy bloggers after I had my daughter in 2000, chronicling every detail of DD's life as she grew. I could have written a cross-stitch blog, or a writing blog, or whatever. Instead, I chose to write about things I found interesting and to write conversationally about my life.
Blogging is definitely the publishing choice of the masses. For most people, it's free and easy and you can expound on any topic you choose. Alas, that makes it hard to separate the wheat from the chaff. I used to check several blogs on a daily basis, but those writers quit writing online. That was disappointing because I, as a reader, was fascinated with their lives.
I think I've written before about what kind of blogs I like to read, so I won't reiterate it here. It will be interesting in the future to see what kind of lasting effects blogs have on media.
I have been blogging on and off since 2001. I think there are two camps: those of us who publish for ourselves, and those who try to gain some kind of popular audience by focusing on a specific subject.
I don't consider myself to be an expert of anything. Sure, I could have joined the ranks of the mommy bloggers after I had my daughter in 2000, chronicling every detail of DD's life as she grew. I could have written a cross-stitch blog, or a writing blog, or whatever. Instead, I chose to write about things I found interesting and to write conversationally about my life.
Blogging is definitely the publishing choice of the masses. For most people, it's free and easy and you can expound on any topic you choose. Alas, that makes it hard to separate the wheat from the chaff. I used to check several blogs on a daily basis, but those writers quit writing online. That was disappointing because I, as a reader, was fascinated with their lives.
I think I've written before about what kind of blogs I like to read, so I won't reiterate it here. It will be interesting in the future to see what kind of lasting effects blogs have on media.
Book Blog
Via USAToday's HipClicks blog (scroll almost all the way to the bottom for the link), I saw where some Livejournal users are blogging about 50 books they read in 2005. I have had a LJ account for a couple of years but never did anything with it. Here's my chance. :)
Too bad I've been too tired to read much lately.
In my last post, I mentioned I was going to a bookstore. I picked up "Dr. Zhivago" by Boris Pasternak. Why do I torture myself with tragic Russian romances??? Sigh.
Too bad I've been too tired to read much lately.
In my last post, I mentioned I was going to a bookstore. I picked up "Dr. Zhivago" by Boris Pasternak. Why do I torture myself with tragic Russian romances??? Sigh.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Snow Day
It snowed overnight, giving an end to the ceaseless rain. However, it was like three inches of the white stuff. Thankfully DH got up early this morning to clear off my car and shovel a path on the sidewalk. Driving to work wasn't so bad because the snowplows had already cleared off the main roads. The side roads were still messy, though.
This afternoon, after I finish my six hours of overtime work, I'm going to go to the local independently-owned bookstore and try to have some fun by browsing books. :) Tonight we're going to rent movies and have pizza.
*wishes mightily for some fun as she gets back to work*
This afternoon, after I finish my six hours of overtime work, I'm going to go to the local independently-owned bookstore and try to have some fun by browsing books. :) Tonight we're going to rent movies and have pizza.
*wishes mightily for some fun as she gets back to work*
Friday, January 07, 2005
Please notice
that I updated my blog so that you can subscribe to the RSS feed of my blog via Bloglines. Click on the link in the sidebar (that little icon that says "sub bloglines"). :)
Webrings
You know, I started a webring at webring.com back in 2001. Turns out that my webring now belongs to someone else. I was never notified, in spite of having a valid email address and valid links on my sites, that the ring was about to be taken over. If I had known, I certainly would have logged into the site and jumped through their hoops to keep my ring. I have no hope that I'll get back control of it. However, I resubmitted my sites to the new owner so I hope that they are accepted.
The Magdalene Sisters
I watched an interesting and disturbing movie last night. It ended rather sadly, with hardly a note of hope. I cannot even imagine what those women felt or endured. I am once again thankful to live in this era. It's estimated that over 10,000 women served time in these laundries.
"The Magdalene Sisters" is a movie about the infamous Magdalene Asylums in Ireland. Most damning is this quote from the CBSnews article: "When the last laundries finally closed, most of the Magdalenes had nowhere to go. Many of them now reside in group homes and convents around the country. For example, a convent in Dublin still holds some women now being cared for by the same nuns who once confined them." In the movie, you see some of these older institutionalized women, one of whom gets sick and dies. One of the main characters, Bernadette, tells this dying woman that "no one gives a shite" about her and that she should just hurry up and die.
And another girl, Crispina, is sent to a madhouse after a scene in which she claims publicly that a priest is not a man of God. Well, hell no, he wasn't a man of God: he'd been forcing Crispina, who seemed to be mentally retarded, to fellate him and have sex with him.
This movie reminded me of "Rabbit-Proof Fence." I just don't understand this type of mindset. I guess I'll never understand how people can single out people who are different, strip them of all rights, and then toss them into slavery without a second thought. Granted, "Magadalene Sisters" paints all nuns and priests with the same brush, rather than showing their side of the story. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Read this review/commentary for an alternative opinion. And here's another review worth reading. Here is a link to a survivor's website.
"The Magdalene Sisters" is a movie about the infamous Magdalene Asylums in Ireland. Most damning is this quote from the CBSnews article: "When the last laundries finally closed, most of the Magdalenes had nowhere to go. Many of them now reside in group homes and convents around the country. For example, a convent in Dublin still holds some women now being cared for by the same nuns who once confined them." In the movie, you see some of these older institutionalized women, one of whom gets sick and dies. One of the main characters, Bernadette, tells this dying woman that "no one gives a shite" about her and that she should just hurry up and die.
And another girl, Crispina, is sent to a madhouse after a scene in which she claims publicly that a priest is not a man of God. Well, hell no, he wasn't a man of God: he'd been forcing Crispina, who seemed to be mentally retarded, to fellate him and have sex with him.
This movie reminded me of "Rabbit-Proof Fence." I just don't understand this type of mindset. I guess I'll never understand how people can single out people who are different, strip them of all rights, and then toss them into slavery without a second thought. Granted, "Magadalene Sisters" paints all nuns and priests with the same brush, rather than showing their side of the story. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Read this review/commentary for an alternative opinion. And here's another review worth reading. Here is a link to a survivor's website.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Check-in
Well, after starting 2005 about 10 lbs heavier than I was at the beginning of 2004, I think I've already lost 5 lbs of water weight. (You know, that time of the month and all...) I've exercised for two nights straight so far, using Leslie Sansone's Walk-n-Tone videotape that I bought like four years ago. (I also have this, but it seems more advanced.)
I really like the thirty-minute workout I get with the tape. In fact, the thirty minutes fly by, and it helps that as soon as I get home, DD is begging me to start exercising. She starts with me, but then ends up getting tired out. LOL I don't know if I'm burning enough calories, but at least I'm moving again. Once the weather gets nicer, I plan to take a walk around the neighborhood with DD and the dog. :)
I like Sansone's attitude about how anyone can walk and how you don't have to be perfect to do it.
I really like the thirty-minute workout I get with the tape. In fact, the thirty minutes fly by, and it helps that as soon as I get home, DD is begging me to start exercising. She starts with me, but then ends up getting tired out. LOL I don't know if I'm burning enough calories, but at least I'm moving again. Once the weather gets nicer, I plan to take a walk around the neighborhood with DD and the dog. :)
I like Sansone's attitude about how anyone can walk and how you don't have to be perfect to do it.
The Weekend
Last weekend, New Year's Day, we went to my in-laws' house for a pizza party. My SIL is entering the Air Force (at the ripe old age of 29 with three children under age 8), and she is scheduled to leave for basic training on Jan. 11. DH and I decided to spend the night at his parents' house. Now, they only live a half-hour drive away, so it wasn't like we were going out of state or something. Maybe it seems silly that we decided to spend the night, but I desperately NEEDED to get away from home. (We rarely are able to get away because of our jobs and we have a dog who needs looking after.)
We took down the Christmas decorations on Friday (Dec. 31), and I was feeling rather claustrophobic, in spite of the fact there was now more room in the house without the tree and everything. I wanted a change of scenery. It helped that we had a couple of nice, sunny days. I was off Friday and we ended up going shopping at the outlet mall. I bought some new shoes, which I needed since my old shoes' soles were wearing out. It felt good to get out in the fresh air; the day was sunny and 65 degrees--quite unusual for January around here. I didn't want to go back home.
So, we got up on Saturday morning and got ready to go to the in-laws' house, arriving around 2pm (we had to get a few groceries for the party and stuff). My BIL was fixing pizzas when we arrived and DH helped him. I chitchatted with MIL and played with the kids. It felt really great to just sit around and not worry about anything. The pizza was good and we all stuffed ourselves. Some old friends of my in-laws came over to visit with my SIL for awhile. They left around 6pm and then we watched some tv. The kids stayed overnight with us while BIL & SIL went home.
I felt very calm and relaxed that evening, but I felt the old, familiar dread returning on Sunday morning. We drove home around 9:30am, because DH wanted to get home to watch football and of course, we had to take care of the dog.
The house was a complete and utter pigsty and so when I got home, I went into cleaning mode. Cleaning always makes me feel better. I did four loads of laundry, including the bedsheets, and later ran a load of dirty dishes through the dishwasher. DH was getting a cold so he slept all afternoon. After the clothes were clean and dry, DD and I put them all away.
As long as I was busy, I didn't have to think about anything.
Then Monday came, and it was back to work like usual. :)
We took down the Christmas decorations on Friday (Dec. 31), and I was feeling rather claustrophobic, in spite of the fact there was now more room in the house without the tree and everything. I wanted a change of scenery. It helped that we had a couple of nice, sunny days. I was off Friday and we ended up going shopping at the outlet mall. I bought some new shoes, which I needed since my old shoes' soles were wearing out. It felt good to get out in the fresh air; the day was sunny and 65 degrees--quite unusual for January around here. I didn't want to go back home.
So, we got up on Saturday morning and got ready to go to the in-laws' house, arriving around 2pm (we had to get a few groceries for the party and stuff). My BIL was fixing pizzas when we arrived and DH helped him. I chitchatted with MIL and played with the kids. It felt really great to just sit around and not worry about anything. The pizza was good and we all stuffed ourselves. Some old friends of my in-laws came over to visit with my SIL for awhile. They left around 6pm and then we watched some tv. The kids stayed overnight with us while BIL & SIL went home.
I felt very calm and relaxed that evening, but I felt the old, familiar dread returning on Sunday morning. We drove home around 9:30am, because DH wanted to get home to watch football and of course, we had to take care of the dog.
The house was a complete and utter pigsty and so when I got home, I went into cleaning mode. Cleaning always makes me feel better. I did four loads of laundry, including the bedsheets, and later ran a load of dirty dishes through the dishwasher. DH was getting a cold so he slept all afternoon. After the clothes were clean and dry, DD and I put them all away.
As long as I was busy, I didn't have to think about anything.
Then Monday came, and it was back to work like usual. :)
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Resolutions
So, at the beginning of 2004, I told myself that I would not make any resolutions because I fail miserably at keeping them. I decided to let go of all the issues I needed to work on and hope for the best.
Alas, that was also a failure.
For 2005, I decided I would make some realistic goals and work on keeping them. Without further ado, here are some goals:
1.) Write at least 1000 words a day, in blogs or elsewhere.
2.) Lose at least 10 lbs. by starting up my exercising again. (A small goal that shall become a larger one when I meet this first goal.)
3.) Get the finances in order! Save money, watch what I spend.
4.) Focus on the things I really enjoy and let go of the things I don't.
On Monday, a new Cass will be created. 2005 is going to be a much, much better year!
Alas, that was also a failure.
For 2005, I decided I would make some realistic goals and work on keeping them. Without further ado, here are some goals:
1.) Write at least 1000 words a day, in blogs or elsewhere.
2.) Lose at least 10 lbs. by starting up my exercising again. (A small goal that shall become a larger one when I meet this first goal.)
3.) Get the finances in order! Save money, watch what I spend.
4.) Focus on the things I really enjoy and let go of the things I don't.
On Monday, a new Cass will be created. 2005 is going to be a much, much better year!
Friday, December 31, 2004
New Year's Eve
(Yes, I'm back-posting this entry.)
I spent the evening watching the "Twilight Zone" marathon on the Sci-Fi Channel with DD. She is four years old, you know, and she seemed enthralled with the episodes. She liked the ones with kids in them. DH had to work.
When he got home around 9:30pm, we watched the movie "Dodgeball," which was a silly movie and just what I needed. I think we were both asleep by 11:30pm.
I avoided watching the New Year's Eve countdowns on the regular tv channels. "TZ" was much more interesting. I think I could watch a program about a cornfield growing and DD would say it was her favorite show. :)
Happy New Year, everyone! I hope this year brings all of you many wonderful and happy things. Thanks for reading my blog!
I spent the evening watching the "Twilight Zone" marathon on the Sci-Fi Channel with DD. She is four years old, you know, and she seemed enthralled with the episodes. She liked the ones with kids in them. DH had to work.
When he got home around 9:30pm, we watched the movie "Dodgeball," which was a silly movie and just what I needed. I think we were both asleep by 11:30pm.
I avoided watching the New Year's Eve countdowns on the regular tv channels. "TZ" was much more interesting. I think I could watch a program about a cornfield growing and DD would say it was her favorite show. :)
Happy New Year, everyone! I hope this year brings all of you many wonderful and happy things. Thanks for reading my blog!
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Gmail invites
I have six gmail invites. The first six people who would like an invite, please email me (see the sidebar on the right).
Today's News of Note
Hello Kitty turned 30.
Author and intellectual Susan Sontag died.
The Southeast Asian tsunami has killed 44,000, with the death toll to surely rise further.
Author and intellectual Susan Sontag died.
The Southeast Asian tsunami has killed 44,000, with the death toll to surely rise further.
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Xmas Day
I was more excited about Christmas Day than DD. I think I must have woken up three or four times in the night. Finally, DH & I got up around 6:30 and woke up DD. We told her to go downstairs to see if Santa came, and she hurried down the steps, only to return a few moments later, shrieking that he had indeed dropped off gifts.
Santa left her a note, thanking her for the milk and cookies. It was really amazing to see her delight. This is about the first year that she's been into the whole Santa thing. Some people don't lie to their children about Santa, but to me, Santa is as real as he can be. (I am still disappointed that an actual flesh-and-blood Santa does not exist!)
She got so many gifts, mainly art supplies. I received two large candles, two chocolate oranges, U2's "Atomic Bomb" CD, and other stuff from DH. After we opened our gifts, we got ready to go to my mom's house.
My parents showered us with gifts as well. We all got money, too. It was nice to be able to spend all day there rather than have to hurry around to other relatives' houses. In the late afternoon, the family went to my aunt's house for Xmas dinner. She fixed italian beef and ham, cheesy potatoes, green beans, and corn. My mom brought a fruit pizza and fudge. We stuffed ourselves.
I received all the gifts I wanted: this calendar, candles, and chocolate oranges from DH, and this set of figurines from my sister. (I'd really like to get this one in the future.)
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday!
Santa left her a note, thanking her for the milk and cookies. It was really amazing to see her delight. This is about the first year that she's been into the whole Santa thing. Some people don't lie to their children about Santa, but to me, Santa is as real as he can be. (I am still disappointed that an actual flesh-and-blood Santa does not exist!)
She got so many gifts, mainly art supplies. I received two large candles, two chocolate oranges, U2's "Atomic Bomb" CD, and other stuff from DH. After we opened our gifts, we got ready to go to my mom's house.
My parents showered us with gifts as well. We all got money, too. It was nice to be able to spend all day there rather than have to hurry around to other relatives' houses. In the late afternoon, the family went to my aunt's house for Xmas dinner. She fixed italian beef and ham, cheesy potatoes, green beans, and corn. My mom brought a fruit pizza and fudge. We stuffed ourselves.
I received all the gifts I wanted: this calendar, candles, and chocolate oranges from DH, and this set of figurines from my sister. (I'd really like to get this one in the future.)
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday!
Friday, December 24, 2004
Xmas Eve
We spent Xmas Eve day at my in-laws. FIL had to work, since he's a postal employee and all the trucks were late because of the severe winter snowstorm that blanketed the Ohio River Valley. MIL cooked chicken and noodles for lunch and it was delicious. My gingerbread and cookies didn't turn out so well, but we ate them anyway. After lunch, we opened our gifts.
DD got a doll and a remote-controlled truck. DH and I got money. MIL liked the suncatcher we gave her. Then, after the gifts were opened, DH, DD, and MIL played Jenga and we sat around and chatted. FIL arrived later in the afternoon, and he liked the shirt we gave him.
I think DH was disappointed that his sister and her family weren't there to celebrate with us, but I told him that it was the thought that counted. His parents had decided to spend Xmas Day at his sister's, so he was not too enthused about having to spend all of Xmas Day with my extended family. :)
It was different this year since DH's relatives had been ill. His grandfather had just gotten out of the hospital. His mother was still recovering from her surgery that she had three months ago. Other people in his extended family were also recovering from surgery, plus the weather was bad. So, it was just one of those years.
DD got a doll and a remote-controlled truck. DH and I got money. MIL liked the suncatcher we gave her. Then, after the gifts were opened, DH, DD, and MIL played Jenga and we sat around and chatted. FIL arrived later in the afternoon, and he liked the shirt we gave him.
I think DH was disappointed that his sister and her family weren't there to celebrate with us, but I told him that it was the thought that counted. His parents had decided to spend Xmas Day at his sister's, so he was not too enthused about having to spend all of Xmas Day with my extended family. :)
It was different this year since DH's relatives had been ill. His grandfather had just gotten out of the hospital. His mother was still recovering from her surgery that she had three months ago. Other people in his extended family were also recovering from surgery, plus the weather was bad. So, it was just one of those years.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
A few more hours until freedom
Last night, DH and I baked cookies. I stirred up the oatmeal cookie dough and he put it on the pans to bake in the oven. I hate that part, but he enjoys it, so I guess it works out okay. Then he made white-chocolate-covered pretzels. Tonight I will make gingerbread while he's at work. Mmmm... I can almost smell it now.
DD is getting very excited about Santa's impending arrival. Each day, when she moves another decoration on the advent calendar, she counts down the remaining days.
It snowed a little overnight and she was begging us to go out and play, but it's much too cold. The wind chill makes it feel like it's 20 degress below zero. Brrrr.... I'm cold right now, since my desk is on an outside wall.
For some reason, this week seems to have crawled by slowly, but at the same time, the evenings have flown by. I guess I am as anxious as anyone for the holiday to arrive. :)
After I make the gingerbread, I'll be finished with my holiday preparations. On Christmas Eve, we'll be going to the in-laws, but DH's sister and her family won't be there. Her husband just had some knee surgery and they don't want to travel (even though they live only an hour away). DH's parents will be going to their house that evening to spend the night with them. So, on Christmas Day, we'll be spending all day at my parents' house, after we celebrate at home, of course. It will be a lot easier on us, since we only have the one family gathering to go to. Usually, we have to go to three gatherings, but my mother-in-law's extended family isn't getting together this year. Too many of them have had surgery and are still not feeling well.
I hope you all have a happy holiday season!
DD is getting very excited about Santa's impending arrival. Each day, when she moves another decoration on the advent calendar, she counts down the remaining days.
It snowed a little overnight and she was begging us to go out and play, but it's much too cold. The wind chill makes it feel like it's 20 degress below zero. Brrrr.... I'm cold right now, since my desk is on an outside wall.
For some reason, this week seems to have crawled by slowly, but at the same time, the evenings have flown by. I guess I am as anxious as anyone for the holiday to arrive. :)
After I make the gingerbread, I'll be finished with my holiday preparations. On Christmas Eve, we'll be going to the in-laws, but DH's sister and her family won't be there. Her husband just had some knee surgery and they don't want to travel (even though they live only an hour away). DH's parents will be going to their house that evening to spend the night with them. So, on Christmas Day, we'll be spending all day at my parents' house, after we celebrate at home, of course. It will be a lot easier on us, since we only have the one family gathering to go to. Usually, we have to go to three gatherings, but my mother-in-law's extended family isn't getting together this year. Too many of them have had surgery and are still not feeling well.
I hope you all have a happy holiday season!
2004 Year in Review
(stolen from Richard Wright's blog)
1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before? I wrote more this year than ever before.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Completing Nanowrimo's goal of 50,000 words in one month.
9. What was your biggest failure? Losing 75,000 words when my computer hard drive died in July.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? No, other than a couple of minor colds.
11. What was the best thing you bought? A DVD player with surround sound.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration? My own, because I broke the bad habit of internet addiction.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? My own, because I had to give up my internet addiction, which made me sad and depressed.
14. Where did most of your money go? The mortgage, of course
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Finishing Nanowrimo!
16. What song will always remind you of 2004? "My Immortal," Evanescence
17. Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder; b) thinner or fatter; c) richer or poorer?: a) less depressed, more hopeful for a better future; b) fatter, but working on it; c) poorer, most definitely
18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Written even more
19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Wasted time in depression
20. How will you be spending Christmas? with my parents and family
21. Did you fall in love in 2004? No
22. How many one-night stands? None
23. What was your favorite TV program? "Lost," by far
24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? No (feel guilty about, perhaps)
25. What was the best book you read? I read too many to keep track.
26. What was your greatest musical discovery? ??????
27. What did you want and get? a better relationship with DH
28. What did you want and not get? friendship
29. What was your favorite film of this year? As far as ones I saw, "Chronicles of Riddick," "King Arthur," or "Troy," I guess.
30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I was 32, and we went to see "Chronicles of Riddick."
31.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? More money!
32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004? What Not to Wear
33. What kept you sane? My paper journal
34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? I don't like celebrities.
35. What political issue stirred you the most? I quit watching the news, because political issues were depressing me.
36. Who did you miss? an old friend with whom I lost touch
37. Who was the best new person you met? I didn't meet anyone new.
38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004: "I was not the only one.' Joyce Maynard, "At Home in the World"
1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before? I wrote more this year than ever before.
2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I didn't make any, other than to write more, and yes, I achieved that at least. I will probably make some goals for 2005.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Yes, my roommate from college had a baby boy in April, and my Australian pen pal had a baby boy in October.
4. Did anyone close to you die? No
5. What countries did you visit? None
6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004? Some vacation time!
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Completing Nanowrimo's goal of 50,000 words in one month.
9. What was your biggest failure? Losing 75,000 words when my computer hard drive died in July.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? No, other than a couple of minor colds.
11. What was the best thing you bought? A DVD player with surround sound.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration? My own, because I broke the bad habit of internet addiction.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? My own, because I had to give up my internet addiction, which made me sad and depressed.
14. Where did most of your money go? The mortgage, of course
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Finishing Nanowrimo!
16. What song will always remind you of 2004? "My Immortal," Evanescence
17. Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder; b) thinner or fatter; c) richer or poorer?: a) less depressed, more hopeful for a better future; b) fatter, but working on it; c) poorer, most definitely
18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Written even more
19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Wasted time in depression
20. How will you be spending Christmas? with my parents and family
21. Did you fall in love in 2004? No
22. How many one-night stands? None
23. What was your favorite TV program? "Lost," by far
24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? No (feel guilty about, perhaps)
25. What was the best book you read? I read too many to keep track.
26. What was your greatest musical discovery? ??????
27. What did you want and get? a better relationship with DH
28. What did you want and not get? friendship
29. What was your favorite film of this year? As far as ones I saw, "Chronicles of Riddick," "King Arthur," or "Troy," I guess.
30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I was 32, and we went to see "Chronicles of Riddick."
31.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? More money!
32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004? What Not to Wear
33. What kept you sane? My paper journal
34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? I don't like celebrities.
35. What political issue stirred you the most? I quit watching the news, because political issues were depressing me.
36. Who did you miss? an old friend with whom I lost touch
37. Who was the best new person you met? I didn't meet anyone new.
38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004: "I was not the only one.' Joyce Maynard, "At Home in the World"
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Tis the Season
"What time of year is it? Is this your favorite season? Why or why not?"
It is the HOLIDAZE. From Thanksgiving to Christmas Day, I feel rushed, guilty, and annoyed with fellow humans. I try to remember the spirit of the season, but that fades away when that rude shopper pushes past me with those must-have, last-minute Christmas items. I see how the store clerks shift uncomfortably on their feet, knowing that they've been there all day and how they would like to scream if one more person asks if they have such-and-such popular item.
On a recent Saturday afternoon, in a gift-wrapping frenzy, I felt guilty that I had so little money this year. I mean, does my dad really want another box of Turtles? I look at the charms I purchased for my sisters and sister-in-law and feel guilty for not spending more money. Some people are so hard to buy gifts for, but I did not really want to spend money on gift cards, because I always spend too much. I know it's the thought that counts, but still...
Christmas used to be my favorite holiday, but there is always a hole that cannot be filled, ever since my grandmother passed away fourteen years ago. Time dulls the pain, but it cannot completely erase the emptiness. We made new family holiday traditions; however, my memories are tinged with childhood nostalgia, when everything seemed wonderful and happy and perfect, and when Santa brought me everything I wanted, plus a few surprises.
I try to keep in the holiday spirit by listening to Christmas music and talking excitedly to my DD about the holiday—but then I make the mistake of watching the news. Seeing all the violence and strife makes me wonder if there is any point in remembering the spirit of the holiday. So, I flick off the tv, look around my living room at our festive holiday decorations, and remember that this moment is, not something I cannot control over half a world away. I wish I did not have so much empathy for things going on in the world. If I could shut it all out, I would.
But instead, I feel guilty having so much—while others have so little.
Count your blessings, whatever form they take.
It is the HOLIDAZE. From Thanksgiving to Christmas Day, I feel rushed, guilty, and annoyed with fellow humans. I try to remember the spirit of the season, but that fades away when that rude shopper pushes past me with those must-have, last-minute Christmas items. I see how the store clerks shift uncomfortably on their feet, knowing that they've been there all day and how they would like to scream if one more person asks if they have such-and-such popular item.
On a recent Saturday afternoon, in a gift-wrapping frenzy, I felt guilty that I had so little money this year. I mean, does my dad really want another box of Turtles? I look at the charms I purchased for my sisters and sister-in-law and feel guilty for not spending more money. Some people are so hard to buy gifts for, but I did not really want to spend money on gift cards, because I always spend too much. I know it's the thought that counts, but still...
Christmas used to be my favorite holiday, but there is always a hole that cannot be filled, ever since my grandmother passed away fourteen years ago. Time dulls the pain, but it cannot completely erase the emptiness. We made new family holiday traditions; however, my memories are tinged with childhood nostalgia, when everything seemed wonderful and happy and perfect, and when Santa brought me everything I wanted, plus a few surprises.
I try to keep in the holiday spirit by listening to Christmas music and talking excitedly to my DD about the holiday—but then I make the mistake of watching the news. Seeing all the violence and strife makes me wonder if there is any point in remembering the spirit of the holiday. So, I flick off the tv, look around my living room at our festive holiday decorations, and remember that this moment is, not something I cannot control over half a world away. I wish I did not have so much empathy for things going on in the world. If I could shut it all out, I would.
But instead, I feel guilty having so much—while others have so little.
Count your blessings, whatever form they take.
It's Always Dark
In spite of yesterday being the Winter Solstice and the fact that the Northern Hemisphere is slowly tilting back toward the sun, my brain feels that it's darker this year than last year at this time. Perhaps buying one of these is in order. (Found it through a link on MeFi.) I get up in the dark, sit in a dim cubicle all day, and come home from work in the dark. Not to mention that when I do go outside, the skies are cloudy.
I don't know how people who live farther north than I do manage. Maybe they get used to needing less sunlight. I never seemed to notice my winter tiredness and mood swings when I was younger. Then again, maybe I just had more energy. Who knows.
I don't know how people who live farther north than I do manage. Maybe they get used to needing less sunlight. I never seemed to notice my winter tiredness and mood swings when I was younger. Then again, maybe I just had more energy. Who knows.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Monday, December 20, 2004
Monday Again
A four-day work week and I'm so glad!
On Saturday, I worked some overtime, and later in the afternoon, we went to DH's cousin's house for a family Christmas party. I ended up with a picture of square sheep (one of those cutesy "primitive" folk-art-type paintings), with the inscription "Live Well, Laugh Often, Love Much." Yeah, I was thrilled. I'm putting it above the window in the kitchen, which is right above the dog's crate. I have a folk-art wooden cow that sits in the windowsill so I thought it would be an appropriate place to hang the picture.
The kid has been getting up before sunrise. Just once I would like to sleep in past 7am. Maybe she goes to bed too early.
I finished reading Dr. Phil's latest book, "Family First." I would have preferred to read more case studies of actual situations, rather than all the numbered/bulleted list points he tried to make. The book contained a lot of common-sense rhetoric that people seem to forget about. I like what he says about not trying to keep up with the Joneses and that a child does not have to be in a ton of activities . I feel guilty sometimes that my DD isn't getting enough outside stimulation since we don't have her in any extracurricular activities. But she's four. I think there is plenty of time. :)
On Saturday, I worked some overtime, and later in the afternoon, we went to DH's cousin's house for a family Christmas party. I ended up with a picture of square sheep (one of those cutesy "primitive" folk-art-type paintings), with the inscription "Live Well, Laugh Often, Love Much." Yeah, I was thrilled. I'm putting it above the window in the kitchen, which is right above the dog's crate. I have a folk-art wooden cow that sits in the windowsill so I thought it would be an appropriate place to hang the picture.
The kid has been getting up before sunrise. Just once I would like to sleep in past 7am. Maybe she goes to bed too early.
I finished reading Dr. Phil's latest book, "Family First." I would have preferred to read more case studies of actual situations, rather than all the numbered/bulleted list points he tried to make. The book contained a lot of common-sense rhetoric that people seem to forget about. I like what he says about not trying to keep up with the Joneses and that a child does not have to be in a ton of activities . I feel guilty sometimes that my DD isn't getting enough outside stimulation since we don't have her in any extracurricular activities. But she's four. I think there is plenty of time. :)
Friday, December 17, 2004
MMORPGs and the crazy people who play them
And I thought I was spending too much time playing computer games. Apparently, this person spends too much money on them as well.
Voting Sucks
I'm ashamed to say I voted for this person. As if the last governor wasn't bad enough... apparently it's just more of the same. It's amazing that I helped elect Blagojevich, based on his promises of turning things around statewide, but I was naive and stupid. All politicians lie to get elected.
Busyness
Well, my dear readers, I have been away for awhile--yet again! I've been taking a break. I think Nano just about drained me dry of motivation. However, I've also been trying to finish up my 49th paper journal. I have 20 pages left to write in it, and every time I get this close to ending a book, I just want to get it done.
Moving on to a new book is fun and exciting, even if I do write the same old stuff. :)
The next book, #50, is titled "Bloom Where I am Planted." I found this quote on another blog, and it is a wonderfully appropriate reminder. When I am alone in the evenings, after the kid is in bed, this quote reminds me to stop dwelling on the past and take action now--in the present. Keeping occupied by journaling, reading, cleaning (!), or sometimes vegging in front of the tv takes my mind off the Emotional Express.
Mostly, I've been so tired in the evenings after I get home from work that I don't want to do anything other than veg in front of the tv. Last night, I watched three movies: "I Capture the Castle," "The Heart of Me," and "A Price Above Rubies."
"Castle" was just like I expected, from reading the book a year or so ago. I enjoyed it quite a bit, but mostly because of the book. "Heart" was slightly boring, but the details (sets, costume design, lighting) were great. I didn't really buy into the love affair. "Rubies" was strange, yet interesting. However, I did like it, but I thought Sonia gave up on her marriage too easily, even though she knew she could not live in that closed culture. (I don't like Renée Zellweger, so maybe that clouded my judgment. Julianna Margulies as the hard-ass sister-in-law Rachel was great, in spite of very little screen time.) See 'em if you can find them on cable; otherwise, don't bother.
Moving on to a new book is fun and exciting, even if I do write the same old stuff. :)
The next book, #50, is titled "Bloom Where I am Planted." I found this quote on another blog, and it is a wonderfully appropriate reminder. When I am alone in the evenings, after the kid is in bed, this quote reminds me to stop dwelling on the past and take action now--in the present. Keeping occupied by journaling, reading, cleaning (!), or sometimes vegging in front of the tv takes my mind off the Emotional Express.
Mostly, I've been so tired in the evenings after I get home from work that I don't want to do anything other than veg in front of the tv. Last night, I watched three movies: "I Capture the Castle," "The Heart of Me," and "A Price Above Rubies."
"Castle" was just like I expected, from reading the book a year or so ago. I enjoyed it quite a bit, but mostly because of the book. "Heart" was slightly boring, but the details (sets, costume design, lighting) were great. I didn't really buy into the love affair. "Rubies" was strange, yet interesting. However, I did like it, but I thought Sonia gave up on her marriage too easily, even though she knew she could not live in that closed culture. (I don't like Renée Zellweger, so maybe that clouded my judgment. Julianna Margulies as the hard-ass sister-in-law Rachel was great, in spite of very little screen time.) See 'em if you can find them on cable; otherwise, don't bother.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Wandering Journals
For those of you who might have missed out on the 1000 Journals Project, there's another project you can join: the Wandering Moleskine Project.
WMP has a few stricter rules than 1000 Journals: one page only and mail out first class within a week.
Too bad that 1000 Journals have a lot of books that dropped off the face of the planet. I guess it was such a cool idea that people decided to keep some of them for themselves.
WMP has a few stricter rules than 1000 Journals: one page only and mail out first class within a week.
Too bad that 1000 Journals have a lot of books that dropped off the face of the planet. I guess it was such a cool idea that people decided to keep some of them for themselves.
Dumb Stuff I've Noticed Lately
Teaching Creationism in schools
Teaching abstinence-only in schools
Idiots who have like 7 of those "Support Our XXXX" magnetic ribbons on the back of their cars, PLUS the magnetic Ten Commandments
Now, first of all, I have no problem with teaching Creationism. However, public school is no place for it. Teach it in Sunday school or private religious schools. It is a known fact through archaeological evidence that evolution occurred. Until you can show me archaeological proof of Creationism, I won't change my mind. If we were "created," then God(s) provided a way for us to grow and change through different stages of development.
Secondly, I have no problem with abstinence. I DO have problems with abstinence-only sex education. Abstinence-only is misinformation, plain and simple. Teens are still going to have sex. I'd rather have teens be informed about all their options and choosing the smart (and safer sex) road of birth control instead of my taxpayer dollars paying for another family on welfare.
Thirdly, I have no problem with the magnetic ribbons. However, use some common sense, people. Seven of them is about six too many. And the Ten Commandments one is just plain ugly.
Sheeple, indeed.
Teaching abstinence-only in schools
Idiots who have like 7 of those "Support Our XXXX" magnetic ribbons on the back of their cars, PLUS the magnetic Ten Commandments
Now, first of all, I have no problem with teaching Creationism. However, public school is no place for it. Teach it in Sunday school or private religious schools. It is a known fact through archaeological evidence that evolution occurred. Until you can show me archaeological proof of Creationism, I won't change my mind. If we were "created," then God(s) provided a way for us to grow and change through different stages of development.
Secondly, I have no problem with abstinence. I DO have problems with abstinence-only sex education. Abstinence-only is misinformation, plain and simple. Teens are still going to have sex. I'd rather have teens be informed about all their options and choosing the smart (and safer sex) road of birth control instead of my taxpayer dollars paying for another family on welfare.
Thirdly, I have no problem with the magnetic ribbons. However, use some common sense, people. Seven of them is about six too many. And the Ten Commandments one is just plain ugly.
Sheeple, indeed.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Monday, December 06, 2004
Back Online
A week passed without an internet connection at work, and it drove me crazy. In fact, I felt terrible without being able to blog, or check email, or whatever. I couldn't jot down writing ideas on a whim to expand on when I had more time. I couldn't keep up with my email groups.
Being internet-less did not help with my productivity. In fact, I think it hindered it because I was so frustrated. But that is all resolved now, and today I worked as usual, and still managed to get quite a bit done. I didn't spend any time jotting down ideas, but at least the capability was there.
It's 7:30pm as I write this blog entry. I find that I need to keep myself occupied in the evenings or I tend to dwell on things I don't need to think about.
Hey, guess what? DD's school pics finally came in and I made out all my Christmas cards and put a photo in each one. Now all I have to do is get them mailed. That should be no problem, since they are all addressed and all they need is Christmas stamps. I wasn't planning on sending out cards this year--I didn't send out any last year--but I knew I would send them out if the photos came on time. Last year, I sent out a few Christmas e-cards. There are probably a couple of Christmas e-cards I'll send this year, too. I'm so productive.
You know what though, if I don't stay productive, I start feeling depressed because I have the evenings to myself. I used to spend my evenings online, but doing that caused me to lose sight of the real reason I got a computer: to write. I wasn't doing any writing when I was online. Writing on the laptop while the tv drones in the background helps me actually write because it doesn't have an internet connection.
Yes, I have an internet addiction, but it's not so bad as it used to be. I'm hardly ever on in the evenings--long enough to post writing and that's about it.
I miss my Nano euphoria. It's already December 6, and I haven't written a word more on my Nano story. Earlier this evening I began to hear Tessa talking again, so I know I will work on it again soon. I know you're all waiting with bated breath.
DH vacuumed and washed some dishes today. I have another load of dishes washing right now in the dishwasher. The kid is in bed; she said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I'm lucky she's like that. I would hate to have to fight her to go to bed every single night.
I was able to finish up all the Xmas shopping for the extended family. I still have to buy stuff for DH, and I'll probably do that this weekend. On the 18th, we have DH's family party to go to, and I don't want to wait that late to finish shopping for him. These next three weeks will pass quickly.
A local radio station started playing Christmas music on the weekend, 48 hours of it every weekend until Christmas. Listening to that station really put me in the holiday spirit. Even though I sometimes feel absolutely hopeless, the Yuletide season always gives me hope for a better future. I wish I could feel Yule-ish every day.
Being internet-less did not help with my productivity. In fact, I think it hindered it because I was so frustrated. But that is all resolved now, and today I worked as usual, and still managed to get quite a bit done. I didn't spend any time jotting down ideas, but at least the capability was there.
It's 7:30pm as I write this blog entry. I find that I need to keep myself occupied in the evenings or I tend to dwell on things I don't need to think about.
Hey, guess what? DD's school pics finally came in and I made out all my Christmas cards and put a photo in each one. Now all I have to do is get them mailed. That should be no problem, since they are all addressed and all they need is Christmas stamps. I wasn't planning on sending out cards this year--I didn't send out any last year--but I knew I would send them out if the photos came on time. Last year, I sent out a few Christmas e-cards. There are probably a couple of Christmas e-cards I'll send this year, too. I'm so productive.
You know what though, if I don't stay productive, I start feeling depressed because I have the evenings to myself. I used to spend my evenings online, but doing that caused me to lose sight of the real reason I got a computer: to write. I wasn't doing any writing when I was online. Writing on the laptop while the tv drones in the background helps me actually write because it doesn't have an internet connection.
Yes, I have an internet addiction, but it's not so bad as it used to be. I'm hardly ever on in the evenings--long enough to post writing and that's about it.
I miss my Nano euphoria. It's already December 6, and I haven't written a word more on my Nano story. Earlier this evening I began to hear Tessa talking again, so I know I will work on it again soon. I know you're all waiting with bated breath.
DH vacuumed and washed some dishes today. I have another load of dishes washing right now in the dishwasher. The kid is in bed; she said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I'm lucky she's like that. I would hate to have to fight her to go to bed every single night.
I was able to finish up all the Xmas shopping for the extended family. I still have to buy stuff for DH, and I'll probably do that this weekend. On the 18th, we have DH's family party to go to, and I don't want to wait that late to finish shopping for him. These next three weeks will pass quickly.
A local radio station started playing Christmas music on the weekend, 48 hours of it every weekend until Christmas. Listening to that station really put me in the holiday spirit. Even though I sometimes feel absolutely hopeless, the Yuletide season always gives me hope for a better future. I wish I could feel Yule-ish every day.
My article link
Here's a link to one of the articles I had accepted at writeforcash.com. It's a how-to article. I thought it wasn't bad for a first attempt. :) Although I chose not to publish it under a byline, it's still mine, mine, mine! (It helped to have a significant other who knew something about the subject, too.)
Thursday, December 02, 2004
Just Me
Losing all hope is truly a terrible feeling. I hope I don't feel that way ever again, because it was a deep, dark place I don't want to revisit. I guess some promises were made to be broken. All I have to comfort me in my sadness is writing through the pain--even when just existing is painful.
There I go again. It is so easy to slip into that well of self-pity. The stones are slippery, and if you start to slide, you'd better reach out with both hands and grab ahold of whatever you can find. I think of that scene in the movie "The Ring," when the little girl looks up from the bottom of the well in which her mother threw her into, and all she sees is that faint halo of light from around the well-cover. She dies, alone and lonely and scared. (Disregard all the rest of the freaky parts of the movie.) That image is what it's like when I descend into that terrible sadness. I can see the halo of light, but there is no one there to grab onto. On the inside, I am that scared child.
Somehow, I manage to climb out of that pit. The halo of light never disappears completely. I think that is what helps me to ascend again. This month hasn't been so bad. I had Nanowrimo to keep me occupied. I also did a bunch of cleaning. When Nano ended, I felt a little panicky. What will keep my attention now? What will keep me from falling down into that dark place again?
Just me. Just me concentrating on finishing my Nano story, and working on some other stories, too.
Just me...
There I go again. It is so easy to slip into that well of self-pity. The stones are slippery, and if you start to slide, you'd better reach out with both hands and grab ahold of whatever you can find. I think of that scene in the movie "The Ring," when the little girl looks up from the bottom of the well in which her mother threw her into, and all she sees is that faint halo of light from around the well-cover. She dies, alone and lonely and scared. (Disregard all the rest of the freaky parts of the movie.) That image is what it's like when I descend into that terrible sadness. I can see the halo of light, but there is no one there to grab onto. On the inside, I am that scared child.
Somehow, I manage to climb out of that pit. The halo of light never disappears completely. I think that is what helps me to ascend again. This month hasn't been so bad. I had Nanowrimo to keep me occupied. I also did a bunch of cleaning. When Nano ended, I felt a little panicky. What will keep my attention now? What will keep me from falling down into that dark place again?
Just me. Just me concentrating on finishing my Nano story, and working on some other stories, too.
Just me...
A Peek into Other People's Lives
I'm nosy, I'll admit it. With every worker having a personal folder on the network, it is too tempting to doubleclick and see what they have been saving. I have a folder there also. I keep work-related things in it. Anything I want to save personally, I save to my hard drive or send it to myself via email. I don't want people reading what I write to myself.
Last night, I spent two hours typing what I had written yesterday--5,000+ words! I was going to scan in the text, but my scanner doesn't do OCR (optical character recognition) very well. I would have spent longer scanning each page and cleaning up the text. It was faster to retype it all. I typed eight of the thirteen pages. I'll type up the final five tonight.
What am I doing right now? Well, I was typing this at work earlier this morning, because work was a little slow, but now, at 7pm, I'm watching "The Santa Clause 2" with DD and writing this blog entry.
DD came home with a notice from school today saying someone in her class has head lice. Great. DH searched her hair and didn't see anything, so hopefully, we've avoided it. I told DH that I could not handle the stress of this household possibly having head lice! He didn't see any and I gave her a bath earlier, scrubbing her head several times.
When I was typing this at work, it was like I was talking to myself. So many ideas flit into my brain while I'm working. I am so not liking being unable to be online during the day! If I had a floppy disk drive, it wouldn't be so bad, because then I could save my stuff to disk. But today, I only typed a little bit, because I knew I would have to retype it all when I got home. On the plus side, I got quite a bit of work done, even though I was having trouble concentrating.
As DD played in the bathtub, I pulled out a couple of journals from last year. I reread some old entries, watching myself fade from a new happiness into the depths of despair. I am truly a changed person, both deeply and profoundly. Losing all hope of the future will do that to a person.
Thankfully, I have come out of that stage (at least for now, lol). I am still lonely from time to time, but this is my life. There is nothing external that will make me happier. Happiness comes from within.
What a year. At the end of December, I hope to be starting a new paper journal, and 2005 is going to be a wonderful, hopeful year--I just know it!
Last night, I spent two hours typing what I had written yesterday--5,000+ words! I was going to scan in the text, but my scanner doesn't do OCR (optical character recognition) very well. I would have spent longer scanning each page and cleaning up the text. It was faster to retype it all. I typed eight of the thirteen pages. I'll type up the final five tonight.
What am I doing right now? Well, I was typing this at work earlier this morning, because work was a little slow, but now, at 7pm, I'm watching "The Santa Clause 2" with DD and writing this blog entry.
DD came home with a notice from school today saying someone in her class has head lice. Great. DH searched her hair and didn't see anything, so hopefully, we've avoided it. I told DH that I could not handle the stress of this household possibly having head lice! He didn't see any and I gave her a bath earlier, scrubbing her head several times.
When I was typing this at work, it was like I was talking to myself. So many ideas flit into my brain while I'm working. I am so not liking being unable to be online during the day! If I had a floppy disk drive, it wouldn't be so bad, because then I could save my stuff to disk. But today, I only typed a little bit, because I knew I would have to retype it all when I got home. On the plus side, I got quite a bit of work done, even though I was having trouble concentrating.
As DD played in the bathtub, I pulled out a couple of journals from last year. I reread some old entries, watching myself fade from a new happiness into the depths of despair. I am truly a changed person, both deeply and profoundly. Losing all hope of the future will do that to a person.
Thankfully, I have come out of that stage (at least for now, lol). I am still lonely from time to time, but this is my life. There is nothing external that will make me happier. Happiness comes from within.
What a year. At the end of December, I hope to be starting a new paper journal, and 2005 is going to be a wonderful, hopeful year--I just know it!
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
The Journal Cards
I finished up those cards sooner than I thought. It only took me an hour. Here's a pic. :)The scan is crappy. I made them by collaging decorative papers, stuff I'd cut from magazines, stickers, and wrapping paper. The card base is made from a plain old index card cut to the correct size.
On the back, I wrote the date, my logo, email address, and number of seven.
I thought they turned out to be pretty interesting.
On the back, I wrote the date, my logo, email address, and number of seven.
I thought they turned out to be pretty interesting.
Catching Up III
On Sunday, DH woke up with a cold, and so did I. He went and picked up DD, and we watched football and hung ornaments on the tree when they came back. I cleared off the mantel and we strung a lighted garland on top of it. I put my Santa collection along the mantel and I have to say, it almost looks like something you'd see on HGTV. :)
We also cleaned off the dining room table, and I put a new vinyl Christmas tablecloth and placemats on it. DD was so impressed that we had to eat supper in the dining room.
While DH went to pick up DD, I had managed to write one and a half of the Nano entries I had fallen behind on. Later in the evening, after DD went to bed, I wrote another one and a half entries.
Monday was back to work as usual--even the rain was back. On one hand, the weekend passed somewhat slowly. I didn't find myself dreading Monday like I usually do, but these past couple of days have absolutely flown by.
I spent Monday and Tuesday nights frantically trying to finish up writing for Nanowrimo. Monday was difficult because I could only get half of what I wanted to get written done. Sigh. But on Tuesday night, DD went to bed at 7pm so I had an extra hour to type away. I finished the final words around 9:30pm and posted everything around 10pm. Yay me!
I had a feeling of letdown when I verified my Nanovel over at the site. I guess I felt that way because the WIP isn't finished yet, and I feel the characters have more to say. The WIP won't be finished until maybe the end of December. I want to keep u pmy momentum. I wrote more about my Nano experience in my journal.
Even though Nano is over, I will still write daily. In addition, I signed up for a small journal-card exchange for a group I'm in. I have to make seven 2.5" x 3.5" cards by this weekend and mail them out. Eeek.
I hope to be blogging again more regularly. I have a new computer at work, and it's not hooked up to the internet yet.
Yes, I'm jonesing for a fix.
A bientôt, mes amis!
We also cleaned off the dining room table, and I put a new vinyl Christmas tablecloth and placemats on it. DD was so impressed that we had to eat supper in the dining room.
While DH went to pick up DD, I had managed to write one and a half of the Nano entries I had fallen behind on. Later in the evening, after DD went to bed, I wrote another one and a half entries.
Monday was back to work as usual--even the rain was back. On one hand, the weekend passed somewhat slowly. I didn't find myself dreading Monday like I usually do, but these past couple of days have absolutely flown by.
I spent Monday and Tuesday nights frantically trying to finish up writing for Nanowrimo. Monday was difficult because I could only get half of what I wanted to get written done. Sigh. But on Tuesday night, DD went to bed at 7pm so I had an extra hour to type away. I finished the final words around 9:30pm and posted everything around 10pm. Yay me!
I had a feeling of letdown when I verified my Nanovel over at the site. I guess I felt that way because the WIP isn't finished yet, and I feel the characters have more to say. The WIP won't be finished until maybe the end of December. I want to keep u pmy momentum. I wrote more about my Nano experience in my journal.
Even though Nano is over, I will still write daily. In addition, I signed up for a small journal-card exchange for a group I'm in. I have to make seven 2.5" x 3.5" cards by this weekend and mail them out. Eeek.
I hope to be blogging again more regularly. I have a new computer at work, and it's not hooked up to the internet yet.
Yes, I'm jonesing for a fix.
A bientôt, mes amis!
Catching Up II
On Friday, after depositing my paycheck and running some other errands, I took DD over to my mom's house. My sister and her family were visiting from Cape Girardeau, MO, and I hadn't gotten to see them the day before, as they were at her in-laws for dinner. DD played with her cousins and my sister and I chatted. She said she and my mom got up early and went shopping for the big sales. I was annoyed, wondering why they didn't invite me to come along. When Mom had mentioned it the day before, I thought she was kidding. *shrugs* Oh well. I had absolutely zero dollars in my wallet anyway.
Later in the afternoon, I dropped DD off at my mother-in-law's house. I asked her if she'd watch DD on Friday night and possibly on Saturday night too. She said she would, so that was nice. I went home and did a little Christmas shopping. DH was working.
On Saturday, DH and I got up early and went Christmas shopping. I told him that even though we didn't have any extra cash at the moment, I wanted to buy all the Xmas gifts for everyone so I didn't have to think about it anymore. Thank the gods for plastic! We managed to get gifts for everyone, except I still have to go to one certain store for my sisters and sister-in-law. We were in the mall and I meant to go back to that store before we left, but I forgot. So I'll do it this Friday. We also got a load of groceries, which will hopefully last for more than one week!
When we got home, we put everything away, and sat down to watch a couple of movies we rented. The first movie was "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." It was a decent movie, but so much was left out. DH, who hasn't read the books, said it was perfectly fine and he enjoyed it. The second movie was "Elf." I don't know what the hubbub was all about, because it's an average, predictable movie.
After the movies, we wrapped the gifts, hiding DD's in a closet. Then DH put up the tree and we strung the lights on it.
Needless to say, Saturday was a very long day.
Later in the afternoon, I dropped DD off at my mother-in-law's house. I asked her if she'd watch DD on Friday night and possibly on Saturday night too. She said she would, so that was nice. I went home and did a little Christmas shopping. DH was working.
On Saturday, DH and I got up early and went Christmas shopping. I told him that even though we didn't have any extra cash at the moment, I wanted to buy all the Xmas gifts for everyone so I didn't have to think about it anymore. Thank the gods for plastic! We managed to get gifts for everyone, except I still have to go to one certain store for my sisters and sister-in-law. We were in the mall and I meant to go back to that store before we left, but I forgot. So I'll do it this Friday. We also got a load of groceries, which will hopefully last for more than one week!
When we got home, we put everything away, and sat down to watch a couple of movies we rented. The first movie was "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban." It was a decent movie, but so much was left out. DH, who hasn't read the books, said it was perfectly fine and he enjoyed it. The second movie was "Elf." I don't know what the hubbub was all about, because it's an average, predictable movie.
After the movies, we wrapped the gifts, hiding DD's in a closet. Then DH put up the tree and we strung the lights on it.
Needless to say, Saturday was a very long day.
Catching Up I
Anohter Thanksgiving has come and gone. I can hardly believe that today is December 1! This entire year has flown by.
I've been away for a few days. Nanowrimo kept me busy, writing over 10,000 words in the past three days. But I achieved my goal of 50,000 words, and that in itself was a huge and wondrous accomplishment.
On Wednesday, we had some funky weather--rain, ice, and snow, and very windy conditions--and the power went off at work. The boss was generous, letting us all go home at 12:30. Thankfully, the weather cooperated and I made it home safely. I was certainly glad I didn't have to drive home later in the afternoon, when the snow started falling.
That night, I caught up on three Nano entries that I was behind on. DH had to work, and nothing was on tv, so I had plenty of time to get them written and posted.
Thursday, the weather was better. It was still cloudy, but the rain had finally stopped, giving us a break in almost two straight weeks of rain. The roads were clear and dry. My cousin was having TG dinner at his new house, so we arrived there around 11am. We were the first ones there, but it didn't take long for other people to show up. We gorged ourselves on a mound of delicious food: turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, noodles, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes, strawberry pretzel salad, rolls, veggies and dip on a veggie tray, cheese and crackers, deviled eggs, corn casserole, and a myriad of desserts, such as pumpkin pie, pecan pie, cherry cheesecake, and pumpkin cheesecake muffins. It was a veritable feast!
My cousin said they planned for 26 people to show up, and I would say that just about everyone they invited came. Most of the people were my cousin's relatives on his dad's side, so they were no relation to me. His family was somber because the day before, on that cold, dreary, wet and windy Wednesday, they buried his grandfather who passed away on Sunday after a short battle with an invasive cancer. :(
After visiting while there, we then drove to my aunt-in-law's where DH's family had gathered to celebrate the holiday. His sister's family was supposed to be there, but at the last minute, they all got sick with a nasty virus. Because we were still stuffed from lunch, we didnt' eat anything for supper, even though his family had a lot of leftovers. We ended up taking home several plates of food to eat later. I visited with a friend of mine, DH's cousin. It was nice to see everyone.
I've been away for a few days. Nanowrimo kept me busy, writing over 10,000 words in the past three days. But I achieved my goal of 50,000 words, and that in itself was a huge and wondrous accomplishment.
On Wednesday, we had some funky weather--rain, ice, and snow, and very windy conditions--and the power went off at work. The boss was generous, letting us all go home at 12:30. Thankfully, the weather cooperated and I made it home safely. I was certainly glad I didn't have to drive home later in the afternoon, when the snow started falling.
That night, I caught up on three Nano entries that I was behind on. DH had to work, and nothing was on tv, so I had plenty of time to get them written and posted.
Thursday, the weather was better. It was still cloudy, but the rain had finally stopped, giving us a break in almost two straight weeks of rain. The roads were clear and dry. My cousin was having TG dinner at his new house, so we arrived there around 11am. We were the first ones there, but it didn't take long for other people to show up. We gorged ourselves on a mound of delicious food: turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, noodles, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes, strawberry pretzel salad, rolls, veggies and dip on a veggie tray, cheese and crackers, deviled eggs, corn casserole, and a myriad of desserts, such as pumpkin pie, pecan pie, cherry cheesecake, and pumpkin cheesecake muffins. It was a veritable feast!
My cousin said they planned for 26 people to show up, and I would say that just about everyone they invited came. Most of the people were my cousin's relatives on his dad's side, so they were no relation to me. His family was somber because the day before, on that cold, dreary, wet and windy Wednesday, they buried his grandfather who passed away on Sunday after a short battle with an invasive cancer. :(
After visiting while there, we then drove to my aunt-in-law's where DH's family had gathered to celebrate the holiday. His sister's family was supposed to be there, but at the last minute, they all got sick with a nasty virus. Because we were still stuffed from lunch, we didnt' eat anything for supper, even though his family had a lot of leftovers. We ended up taking home several plates of food to eat later. I visited with a friend of mine, DH's cousin. It was nice to see everyone.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Final Nano Update
I made the 50,000 mark! 50,355 words written in 30 days.
Alas, the story itself is not concluded, but it will be. I'm not giving up on my characters or story now. I still truly like it, and I'm enjoying writing again.
Alas, the story itself is not concluded, but it will be. I'm not giving up on my characters or story now. I still truly like it, and I'm enjoying writing again.
Monday, November 29, 2004
Nano Update
Whew. 46,843 words written over the weekend on my story. I WILL make the 50,000 mark by midnight on Nov. 30, but the story itself won't be complete. I think I have about four chapters' worth of text. Ah well. I'll iron out the details when I revise it--AFTER I finish it.
I had a fairly busy weekend, and I don't have time to regale you all with the details right now. I'll blog about the Thanksgiving weekend, probably back-dating the posts.
Hope you're all having a great week!
I had a fairly busy weekend, and I don't have time to regale you all with the details right now. I'll blog about the Thanksgiving weekend, probably back-dating the posts.
Hope you're all having a great week!
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
Nano update
I made 41,111 words tonight. Some of the writing has nothing to do with my story, so I didn't post that stuff to the story blog.
Power lines were knocked down somewhere today and the power went off at work around 11:30am. I was sent home early. That really made a good start to my holiday weekend, in spite of the nasty weather. :)
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Power lines were knocked down somewhere today and the power went off at work around 11:30am. I was sent home early. That really made a good start to my holiday weekend, in spite of the nasty weather. :)
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Site Pick
Find interesting and/or unusual websites of note at Metafilter, affectionately known as MeFi. The site is taking signups once again, for a one-time fee of $5 through Paypal. If you register, you can comment and post your own funky links. Lurking/reading is free. :)
However, if you don't want to pay, check out Monkeyfilter.
However, if you don't want to pay, check out Monkeyfilter.
Bloom where You are Planted
I managed to get 1700-odd words written last night--which had nothing to do with my story--and I also spent two hours working on my cross-stitch project. I felt a sense of accomplishment.
I was a bad mom today. DD had somehow pulled the needle out of the cloth and then subsequently lost it somewhere in the house. (It was my favorite needle!) I didn't discover the loss until after she went to bed, so this morning I asked her about it. She said, yes she had been into stuff she knew she shouldn't have been into. I really reamed her for it, telling her that if the dog found it and ate it, it would be her fault. Sigh. I'm mean. I'll make up for being such a bitch tonight when I get home from work.
I think I had a mild anxiety attack last night as I lay in bed. I was trying to sleep, but my mind was racing, and I felt adrenaline rush through me after I heard a noise downstairs. The dog is always flopping around in her crate, so I'm sure that's all it was. So I didn't sleep very well. Then today, as I was getting ready for work, I felt all crappy mentally. That adrenaline rush started my pulse pounding again, and I would have done anything to stay home. However, I made myself get in the car and go to work.
Then I read a story like this and really felt bad about the state of the world.
I hate feeling helpless and out of control, and I feel that way today. It's another rainy grey day here in the heartland, and I wonder why even bother getting out of bed?
Would I like some cheese with that whine???
I was a bad mom today. DD had somehow pulled the needle out of the cloth and then subsequently lost it somewhere in the house. (It was my favorite needle!) I didn't discover the loss until after she went to bed, so this morning I asked her about it. She said, yes she had been into stuff she knew she shouldn't have been into. I really reamed her for it, telling her that if the dog found it and ate it, it would be her fault. Sigh. I'm mean. I'll make up for being such a bitch tonight when I get home from work.
I think I had a mild anxiety attack last night as I lay in bed. I was trying to sleep, but my mind was racing, and I felt adrenaline rush through me after I heard a noise downstairs. The dog is always flopping around in her crate, so I'm sure that's all it was. So I didn't sleep very well. Then today, as I was getting ready for work, I felt all crappy mentally. That adrenaline rush started my pulse pounding again, and I would have done anything to stay home. However, I made myself get in the car and go to work.
Then I read a story like this and really felt bad about the state of the world.
I hate feeling helpless and out of control, and I feel that way today. It's another rainy grey day here in the heartland, and I wonder why even bother getting out of bed?
Would I like some cheese with that whine???
Monday, November 22, 2004
The Weekend
On Friday, DH had gone hunting all day. (The MIL watched DD.) He got home around 5:30pm and we ate some sandwiches from Subway for supper. Of course, DH was tired since he had gotten up early to drive to the woods, so he went to bed at 7:30pm on Friday night. I caught up on my Nano writing, posting the entries around midnight.
Saturday... he went hunting again and DD & I stayed home. She wanted to eat at Subway again, so we dug out $10 in dimes and nickels and cashed it in at the bank. Then we went to the restaurant and ate. Later, I decided to walk around the outlet mall because I needed to get my mom a birthday card. I also took DD into Claire's, so she could see where she would be getting her ears pierced for her birthday in January.
But then I started not feeling good. We went home and the more I sat there, the more I worried. The more I worried, the worse I felt. I decided I'd better go to the doctor's office while it was still open. So, we drove the half-hour to the doctor's and waited about fifteen minutes. They diagnosed me with having a mild urinary tract infection (UTI or cystitis). Yeah, I knew it was mild. I didn't have the screaming, burning pain, but I was afraid it would get worse. I didn't want to wake up at 2am with the screaming, burning pain, and no way of feeling better until morning.
I mentioned to the doctor that I hoped I wasn't getting an infection because of caffeine, and DD said "You drink too much pop, Mom." Heehee. I said "I'm sure the doctor appreciates your expert medical opinion."
$6 later, I had my handy-dandy prescription of Bactrim and we headed home. I was still on worry streak, but I drank a lot of water and tried to relax. (Especially since I didn't want to think about the $100+ that doctor visit probably just cost me.)
My mom called later and we decided to go shopping on Sunday. DD sang "Happy Birthday" to her on the phone.
DH did not come home Saturday. He opted to stay at his parents' house, so he could save on gas money. Yes, he went hunting again on Sunday morning. On Saturday night, since I was alone, yet again, I didn't feel like writing. I watched "Queen of the Damned," and "The Rage: Carrie II" on Sci-Fi while working on a cross-stitch project that I've been trying to finish for years. I got motivated because I ran across a new design I want to make, but awhile back, I told myself that I couldn't buy any more designs until I finished the one I was working on. I tried to go to bed around 1am, but my mind was racing. Not good.
Sunday, Mom picked us up at 8:30am and we went to a craft show. Then we went to drop off some clothes at Goodwill, and went shopping after that. Mom finished up some Xmas shopping. I bought nothing. Sigh. I have no extra money right now. A lot of people were shopping, though. I guess not everyone waits until the last minute like me.
We got home around 3:30pm and had KFC for supper. DH watched football, and I worked some more on my cross-stitch project. DD went to bed around 6:30pm, and I was so tired I could hardly stay awake. Not to mention I had an annoying headache from being so tired. I went to bed around 9 and I think I was asleep by 10.
Thankfully, no dreams, nightmares, or racing brain. I actually slept decently for once. However, it's Monday and Mondays suck.
It's a three-day work week, though, so I'm holding onto that to get me through the day. :)
Saturday... he went hunting again and DD & I stayed home. She wanted to eat at Subway again, so we dug out $10 in dimes and nickels and cashed it in at the bank. Then we went to the restaurant and ate. Later, I decided to walk around the outlet mall because I needed to get my mom a birthday card. I also took DD into Claire's, so she could see where she would be getting her ears pierced for her birthday in January.
But then I started not feeling good. We went home and the more I sat there, the more I worried. The more I worried, the worse I felt. I decided I'd better go to the doctor's office while it was still open. So, we drove the half-hour to the doctor's and waited about fifteen minutes. They diagnosed me with having a mild urinary tract infection (UTI or cystitis). Yeah, I knew it was mild. I didn't have the screaming, burning pain, but I was afraid it would get worse. I didn't want to wake up at 2am with the screaming, burning pain, and no way of feeling better until morning.
I mentioned to the doctor that I hoped I wasn't getting an infection because of caffeine, and DD said "You drink too much pop, Mom." Heehee. I said "I'm sure the doctor appreciates your expert medical opinion."
$6 later, I had my handy-dandy prescription of Bactrim and we headed home. I was still on worry streak, but I drank a lot of water and tried to relax. (Especially since I didn't want to think about the $100+ that doctor visit probably just cost me.)
My mom called later and we decided to go shopping on Sunday. DD sang "Happy Birthday" to her on the phone.
DH did not come home Saturday. He opted to stay at his parents' house, so he could save on gas money. Yes, he went hunting again on Sunday morning. On Saturday night, since I was alone, yet again, I didn't feel like writing. I watched "Queen of the Damned," and "The Rage: Carrie II" on Sci-Fi while working on a cross-stitch project that I've been trying to finish for years. I got motivated because I ran across a new design I want to make, but awhile back, I told myself that I couldn't buy any more designs until I finished the one I was working on. I tried to go to bed around 1am, but my mind was racing. Not good.
Sunday, Mom picked us up at 8:30am and we went to a craft show. Then we went to drop off some clothes at Goodwill, and went shopping after that. Mom finished up some Xmas shopping. I bought nothing. Sigh. I have no extra money right now. A lot of people were shopping, though. I guess not everyone waits until the last minute like me.
We got home around 3:30pm and had KFC for supper. DH watched football, and I worked some more on my cross-stitch project. DD went to bed around 6:30pm, and I was so tired I could hardly stay awake. Not to mention I had an annoying headache from being so tired. I went to bed around 9 and I think I was asleep by 10.
Thankfully, no dreams, nightmares, or racing brain. I actually slept decently for once. However, it's Monday and Mondays suck.
It's a three-day work week, though, so I'm holding onto that to get me through the day. :)
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Another Nano update
33,126 words written! (That's four entries, Nov. 16, 17, 18, & 19.) Woohoo! I got caught up on the writing after missing two days this week. As an average, I'm writing 1,743 words per day. Not too shabby. :)
However, once I reach the 50,000 mark, I don't think my Nanovel will be finished. But I will finish it. I still like my story and my characters. That in itself is amazing.
However, once I reach the 50,000 mark, I don't think my Nanovel will be finished. But I will finish it. I still like my story and my characters. That in itself is amazing.
Friday, November 19, 2004
Quote
Hope this gets some people inspired. I found it to be inspiring:
"You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, this is no other life but this." ~Henry David Thoreau
There is no other life but this.
"You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, this is no other life but this." ~Henry David Thoreau
There is no other life but this.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
SSDD
Entranced by "Lost," I could hardly bring myself to fire up ye olde laptop last night to work on my Nanovel. However, I managed to mangle my way through another 1700 words or so. I didn't post it to the blog yet, though.
I went to bed relatively early last night, around 11pm. I guess I was tired in spite of sleeping quite a bit last weekend. DD was tired, too. She usually watches all of "Lost" with me, but she ended up going to bed about halfway through the show last night. She's four, you know. Every time the show's logo comes on the screen, we practice letter recognition. The font they chose for that is great. Hehe.
Have I mentioned that she loves school? She can't wait to leave every day. I hope the rest of her school years are this good. Tonight we're going to a school reading program. I'll talk about how that went tomorrow.
SSDD: get up, go to work, come home, eat dinner, play with DD, watch tv and/or write, check email (if I feel like it), read, go to bed. The unvarying sameness of my days is numbing. Mind-numbing.
At least the feelings of emptiness are fewer these days.
I went to bed relatively early last night, around 11pm. I guess I was tired in spite of sleeping quite a bit last weekend. DD was tired, too. She usually watches all of "Lost" with me, but she ended up going to bed about halfway through the show last night. She's four, you know. Every time the show's logo comes on the screen, we practice letter recognition. The font they chose for that is great. Hehe.
Have I mentioned that she loves school? She can't wait to leave every day. I hope the rest of her school years are this good. Tonight we're going to a school reading program. I'll talk about how that went tomorrow.
SSDD: get up, go to work, come home, eat dinner, play with DD, watch tv and/or write, check email (if I feel like it), read, go to bed. The unvarying sameness of my days is numbing. Mind-numbing.
At least the feelings of emptiness are fewer these days.
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
BE
So I've been surfing BE for several days now. I found some enjoyable blogs to read. I found some terrifyingly ugly blogs, and I found some just plain weird blogs. I had listed my journal on the site, but I decided to delete the listing.
My journal is for a more intimate audience. If I gained some readers, great. If not, oh well. I also don't update my journal as often as I update my blog, so that was another reason to remove it.
As a reader, I don't want to be surfing BE and come across a blog that hasn't been updated for months. It would immediately go onto my block list. I like the idea of the block list--I can avoid those hideous blogs as I mentioned earlier. The problem is that you can only block 25 sites. After that, you have to remove one in order to add one. The maximum number of blocks is 25. :(
I think I talked about hideousness in a previous post. Please, bloggers, do not add every available link and blinkie just because you want to. I admit, I have a lot of links. I can't edit the blogroll coding, though, so I'm stuck with what it looks like. I try to keep my links as clean and neat as possible. That is one reason I made a drop-down list for the archives; the list was getting too long. It's still too long. Perhaps I should delete the ancient entries.
Some bloggers complain about the knitting blogs. Those definitely fit into a certain niche. I don't dislike them; in fact, I saw some very nicely designed knitting blogs. However, it would not be something I choose to read every day. If I were a knitter, I would probably like to read those blogs and have one of my own.
What I do like to read are blogs about people's lives, and what they think. I try to put that into my posts here, because that is what I like to read. I suppose it would be boring to read the same kinds of blogs all the time, but like attracts like.
(And now I will post this, because it's been a day in the making!)
My journal is for a more intimate audience. If I gained some readers, great. If not, oh well. I also don't update my journal as often as I update my blog, so that was another reason to remove it.
As a reader, I don't want to be surfing BE and come across a blog that hasn't been updated for months. It would immediately go onto my block list. I like the idea of the block list--I can avoid those hideous blogs as I mentioned earlier. The problem is that you can only block 25 sites. After that, you have to remove one in order to add one. The maximum number of blocks is 25. :(
I think I talked about hideousness in a previous post. Please, bloggers, do not add every available link and blinkie just because you want to. I admit, I have a lot of links. I can't edit the blogroll coding, though, so I'm stuck with what it looks like. I try to keep my links as clean and neat as possible. That is one reason I made a drop-down list for the archives; the list was getting too long. It's still too long. Perhaps I should delete the ancient entries.
Some bloggers complain about the knitting blogs. Those definitely fit into a certain niche. I don't dislike them; in fact, I saw some very nicely designed knitting blogs. However, it would not be something I choose to read every day. If I were a knitter, I would probably like to read those blogs and have one of my own.
What I do like to read are blogs about people's lives, and what they think. I try to put that into my posts here, because that is what I like to read. I suppose it would be boring to read the same kinds of blogs all the time, but like attracts like.
(And now I will post this, because it's been a day in the making!)
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
AIUSA
Actually, I used to be a member of AIUSA. I believe in the cause. I donate money when I can, because I believe the cause is worthwhile.
I know that the protest is valid. AI is constantly protesting the treatment of civilians and soldiers in other "conflicts" around the world and they should hold the U.S. to the same standard. The U.S. should not have carte blanche to do whatever it wants to do, wherever it wants to do it.
I do not want to justify the killing of the Iraqi insurgent as referred to in my previous post, because there is no moral justification. However, war is hell, and I'm sure the soldier felt his own life was in danger or he wouldn't have done it.
The only problem is that he got caught.
I know that the protest is valid. AI is constantly protesting the treatment of civilians and soldiers in other "conflicts" around the world and they should hold the U.S. to the same standard. The U.S. should not have carte blanche to do whatever it wants to do, wherever it wants to do it.
I do not want to justify the killing of the Iraqi insurgent as referred to in my previous post, because there is no moral justification. However, war is hell, and I'm sure the soldier felt his own life was in danger or he wouldn't have done it.
The only problem is that he got caught.
Choose Your Scapegoat
In last night's tv news broadcast, Dan Rather muttered something about the so-called "fog of war" and then, without further ado, a video of the marine who shot the "unarmed, wounded" Iraqi insurgent was shown.
Fog of war, my ass. You know this goes on, every day. This guy just happened to get caught doing it. (You can see the actual video on that link.)
Unethical, perhaps. Morally wrong, perhaps. But war is morally wrong. People die in war. This is a war.
So get over it. You send them to kill, they will do as they are told.
Amnesty International is all huffy about the "rules of war." I hate to tell them, but there are no rules.
Now, I will add that video clip to the dark closet of things I wish I had never seen.
Fog of war, my ass. You know this goes on, every day. This guy just happened to get caught doing it. (You can see the actual video on that link.)
Unethical, perhaps. Morally wrong, perhaps. But war is morally wrong. People die in war. This is a war.
So get over it. You send them to kill, they will do as they are told.
Amnesty International is all huffy about the "rules of war." I hate to tell them, but there are no rules.
Now, I will add that video clip to the dark closet of things I wish I had never seen.
Monday, November 15, 2004
Heh
I added some new blog links over on the sidebar. I found them while trawling BlogExplosion, and I'm sure I'll be back to visit them.
It has been interesting, trawling these sites at random. I used to feel all alone, out in the great blogosphere, but it seems like everyone has something to say.
I like it.
However, I do not like the sites that are so hideously ugly that I have to click on by. For example, sites that have way too many blinkies, or take too long to load, or freeze my browser, or use awful colors, or have too many columns with too much information. I don't know where to look first. And if I have to figure out where the blog post is, I immediately know that blog is not for me.
I like the variety of bloggers I've seen on BlogExplosion. They come from a wide variety of backgrounds and nationalities. When you click the button, you never know what you're going to get. :)
It has been interesting, trawling these sites at random. I used to feel all alone, out in the great blogosphere, but it seems like everyone has something to say.
I like it.
However, I do not like the sites that are so hideously ugly that I have to click on by. For example, sites that have way too many blinkies, or take too long to load, or freeze my browser, or use awful colors, or have too many columns with too much information. I don't know where to look first. And if I have to figure out where the blog post is, I immediately know that blog is not for me.
I like the variety of bloggers I've seen on BlogExplosion. They come from a wide variety of backgrounds and nationalities. When you click the button, you never know what you're going to get. :)
A quiz
Haven't posted a quiz result lately, but this quiz was interesting.
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You Are a Life Blogger! |
 Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary. If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible. |
Halfway Mark
25,201 words written--as of last night. I'm writing an average of 1,800 words a day, and even when I miss a day, I'm able to make it up. After failing Nano two years running, my progress this year is phenomenal.
(Yeah, I just used the most overused word of the moment. LOL)
In other news, I slept about 18 hours on Saturday and I was still tired on Sunday. I ended up taking another two-hour nap in the afternoon. Oh, and I still did three loads of laundry and cleaned off the dining room table.
Scintillating, isn't it?
(Yeah, I just used the most overused word of the moment. LOL)
In other news, I slept about 18 hours on Saturday and I was still tired on Sunday. I ended up taking another two-hour nap in the afternoon. Oh, and I still did three loads of laundry and cleaned off the dining room table.
Scintillating, isn't it?
Friday, November 12, 2004
Nano Update
Shortly, I will post another entry to my Nanovel. I did not write on Wednesday, and managed to only write 1700 words last night. So tonight, or this weekend, I have to make up another 1700 words and keep up with the daily entries. Sorry for the delay!
(17,526 words written)
(17,526 words written)
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Author Suicide
Iris Chang, only age 36, killed herself. She is famous for writing "The Rape of Nanking."
Sigh.
Are all writers destined to depression???
Sigh.
Are all writers destined to depression???
Uh, yeah
Happy Veterans' Day to all you vets out there.
I didn't write last night. My brain was too scattered to think straight. I tried to relax by taking a long, hot shower, but that didn't work.
Is Friday ever going to get here?
I will be catching up on my word count tonight. Or I hope to, at least. We'll see. :)
I didn't write last night. My brain was too scattered to think straight. I tried to relax by taking a long, hot shower, but that didn't work.
Is Friday ever going to get here?
I will be catching up on my word count tonight. Or I hope to, at least. We'll see. :)
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
New Journal entry posted
Read it here. It's a response to a collaborative prompt from The Alchera Project journal collaboration. I enjoy doing memes and collaborations.
Monday, November 08, 2004
Another Nano Update
Two entries posted in my Nano blog. Thanks for reading!
I'm up to 14,098 words so far. I'm right on target. That's all I ever hoped for. People have already (supposedly) surpassed 50,000, and kudos to them.
I am right where I want to be.
And, the best part is that I still like my story!
I'm up to 14,098 words so far. I'm right on target. That's all I ever hoped for. People have already (supposedly) surpassed 50,000, and kudos to them.
I am right where I want to be.
And, the best part is that I still like my story!
Weekend
The week had passed quickly and I was certainly looking forward to being home for two days, just as I always am. Work is draining. I was looking forward to writing more wordage on my Nanovel, and playing with DD.
However, I think I turned into Hormone Hell by mistake. Sometimes you just can't see the warning signs until it's too late.
Hormone Hell: pop. 1
Saturday was a good day. I wrote 2,000 words, and DH took us out to eat. We came home and watched movies. Maybe I shouldn't have watched "The Alamo." I have to add another line of dialogue to the "things I wish I had never heard or seen" category. Billy Bob Thornton, as Davy Crockett, talks about how he was fighting (massacreing) some Indians. He says they shut the Indians in a lodge and set it on fire. Afterward, as they dug through the ashes, they found some potatoes, and because they were so hungry, they ate the cooked potatoes: potatoes that had been cooked in the fat of the people who had died in the fire.
Yummy.
On Sunday, DD and I watched the Barbie movie "The Princess and the Pauper." I think that is when my depression hit full-force.
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Prince(ess) Charming is a load of crap. No one loves anyone that much. I am embarrassed I let my kid watch such a blatant piece of propaganda. Sigh.
I wish I wasn't so cynical. I wish I believed in soul mates and all that crap.
It's all crap.
So here it is, Monday morning, and I'm hoping this week passes quickly.
However, I think I turned into Hormone Hell by mistake. Sometimes you just can't see the warning signs until it's too late.
Hormone Hell: pop. 1
Saturday was a good day. I wrote 2,000 words, and DH took us out to eat. We came home and watched movies. Maybe I shouldn't have watched "The Alamo." I have to add another line of dialogue to the "things I wish I had never heard or seen" category. Billy Bob Thornton, as Davy Crockett, talks about how he was fighting (massacreing) some Indians. He says they shut the Indians in a lodge and set it on fire. Afterward, as they dug through the ashes, they found some potatoes, and because they were so hungry, they ate the cooked potatoes: potatoes that had been cooked in the fat of the people who had died in the fire.
Yummy.
On Sunday, DD and I watched the Barbie movie "The Princess and the Pauper." I think that is when my depression hit full-force.
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Prince(ess) Charming is a load of crap. No one loves anyone that much. I am embarrassed I let my kid watch such a blatant piece of propaganda. Sigh.
I wish I wasn't so cynical. I wish I believed in soul mates and all that crap.
It's all crap.
So here it is, Monday morning, and I'm hoping this week passes quickly.
Already behind but forging ahead anyway
Well, intrepid readers, I ended up not doing any Nano writing last night. I did do some other journal writing, but nothing in regard to my Nano. I am not that far behind, though. I will catch up tonight. It's only 3,334 words (counting today's portion). I'll just do some more flashbacks or something.
Heh. At least I'm not feeling like giving up--yet. I still like my story. I was just in "one of those moods" yesterday.
Heh. At least I'm not feeling like giving up--yet. I still like my story. I was just in "one of those moods" yesterday.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
WTF?
Last night, I finished my next section of story, and I couldn't get the post box for my blog. I guess Blogger was overwhelmed last night or something. I have dialup but still, it shouldn't take over twenty minutes to even TRY to get the post box up. I had no problem logging into the Blogger site. Sometimes even that is a hard thing to do.
Anyway, I posted both yesterday's entry and today's entry. I am at 10,716 words, and couldn't be more pleased with my progress. I am enjoying my story, having ideas for the story, and even liking some of what I'm writing. Amazing how great a little progress can make me feel. I know I can finish!
Is it just me or are these days passing by in a blur???
Thanks for all your feedback. :)
Anyway, I posted both yesterday's entry and today's entry. I am at 10,716 words, and couldn't be more pleased with my progress. I am enjoying my story, having ideas for the story, and even liking some of what I'm writing. Amazing how great a little progress can make me feel. I know I can finish!
Is it just me or are these days passing by in a blur???
Thanks for all your feedback. :)
Friday, November 05, 2004
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Nano Update
I posted another 1802 words to my Nano blog. So far, I'm pleased with my progress, keeping to the word count or above. Although I faced some initial resistance to the blank page, knowing I need to complete a certain daily word count goal has been enough motivation--so far!
Thanks for reading!
Thanks for reading!
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