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Day 49

Jan. 6th, 2010 02:32 pm
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(I try not to crosspost, but this one is worth it. :) )

She's doing it, people. Anissa is coming back!

What can you do? You can pray. If you don't believe in that, then think happy thoughts. Point them toward Atlanta and say her name, they'll find her. Because, really?

There's only one Anissa.

Anissa, Day 49.
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Please read this and participate if you can. Please spread the word, too.

Healing for Anissa

This is so, so very important.
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~ Back to work today, I've been off since last Wednesday. Mixed feelings, lol.

~ I made myself a Google calendar for this month. I was dreading December (it's a church musician thing) but it turns out to not be that scarily busy after all. I am elated, people. I'm so tired of dreading the holidays.

~ Oh hey! I can upload Christmas icons again!!! w00t!

~ It feels odd that NaNo is over. I really enjoyed it this year, and will definitely follow the same game plan again next year.

~ Happy 44th birthday to my nephew! Lots more about that in another post. It deserves it's own, trust me. :)

And now I have ten minutes to dry my hair and head out the door. Happy Tuesday everyone!
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We're here in North Carolina with our son and daughter in-law. Their first Thanksgiving together, and everything smells wonderful. No worries about her cooking at all! It's a beautiful 65F, and we've just been spending time relaxing.

We're touring the Marine base tomorrow and basically just sightseeing before heading home on Saturday.

Not freaking out any more because my laptop got left behind in Miami. Hubby was all "let's go! we're behind schedule!" and I was trying to get things finished, and they were loading the monster dog into the car and we didn't realize it was missing until we got to the hotel at midnight. 13 1/2 hour later.

Oh well, I have 6k left to write and it will have to happen on Sunday and Monday. It will be gibberish, it will be crap, but it will be written. I'm not going to lose NaNo when I'm this close. No way.


*posting from the son's pc
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Off to work in a few, but making a list in my head and checking it twice. We're leaving for NC in the morning to spend Thanksgiving with our Marine Son™ and his wife. (Yes, I know I've mentioned in various places except for DW)

I need -

- kitty litter and cat food (the neighbor is coming over to feed the old girls for us)

- headphones/ear buds that don't kill my ears

- to send my NaNo files to the laptop

- clear off a couple of memory cards for mine and the daughter's cameras

- charge batteries or just buy a package of regular ones, b/c the rechargables don't seem to be working well any more

- get cds ready for the car. Hubby has already asked what we were going to listen to, and it's a 12-14 hour drive from here. OMG, if I have to listen to Billy Joel's Greatest Hits one more time I'm going to club him over the head. I love Billy, but good grief, give it a rest, ok? Heh, maybe I'll slip Adam Lambert's new cd into the changer. *g*

- laundry. Eww, tons of it.

- clean like crazy so the Neighbor Who's Feeding the Cats™ doesn't call the health department and report us.

Also, here's hoping for another slow/boring day at work so I can write on my NaNo again. I made yesterday's word count in my office. *g* I know, I said I'd never write at work, but that was when I first started there a year and a half ago. And I'm not saving it to my work pc, I'm using My Writing Nook. I love the word count feature! It counts as you go and displays a running total. I see now that it's also available as an app for iPhone and iPod Touch. Not that I have either, but yanno .... lol.

Alrighty then, must finish getting dressed and head out to work. Later!

x-posted all over
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Someone can bring you an important lesson about forgiveness today, yet it may be challenging if the messenger isn't also willing to participate in the healing process. You prefer full engagement from everyone who is emotionally connected to you, and anything less than that is simply unacceptable. Nevertheless, you could miss an opportunity to make a relationship breakthrough now if you hold others to your exacting standards.

Eerily apropos.


Sep. 27th, 2009 01:47 pm
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We had a visitor a few minutes ago. I'd seen him before, but this time the dog caught him. After we managed to get the dog inside the house, I used a broom handle and the pool skimmer to snag him and drop him over the fence into the wooded lot behind our house.

Never a dull moment here.

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Her music touched a generation. As a ten year old in 1964, I was just beginning to understand what was to become my lifelong passion for music. I was enamored of Elvis Presley, The Beatles, and Lesley Gore, and then my best friend Ellen invited me upstairs to her dad's studio and introduced me to Peter, Paul and Mary. Not in person of course (that wouldn't happen for many years) but to an album of theirs - "Peter, Paul and Mary" - released just two years prior.

The war in Vietnam wasn't a concern of mine, but I had a beloved cousin who was in the Army; there was talk of whether he would go to war. John F. Kennedy had been assassinated only a year before and he had young children and a handsome smile. He had a passion that was contagious and I could relate to him. Civil rights was a term that I only new as segregation, and I couldn't understand it. My best summertime friend, Terry, was black. She lived close to my grandmother's in West Virginia and I carried her school picture in my wallet. In Junior High, when I was suddenly in an integrated school, I fared much better than some of my friends who had been so unfortunate as to have only experienced friends with the same color skin as they. I thought them very unfortunate to have had such a narrow existence.

Mary Travers sang of love, she sang of fairy tales, she sang of lemon trees and cruel wars and I sang right along with her. I learned to strum a guitar from Sears and Roebuck and I bought a Peter, Paul and Mary songbook. I was in heaven - now I could really play along with her!

Her songs brought me to tears because I understood what was in between the lines. I got it. Not everyone did.

Fast forward forty years.

I'm a professional musician -singer, director, teacher, and now editor- and Peter Yarrow was one of my husband's clients. I met him on several occasions, but then came the night in 2004 when we went backstage to meet Paul Stookey and Mary Travers. I was able to clown with Peter for a photograph and tell Paul how much "The Wedding Song" had meant to me in all the years I'd been singing it, but Mary? Mary was a presence that was almost unapproachable. I knew she was ill, she was in the early stages of leukemia and didn't hang around long for autographs or kind words, but I shared the air in a room with her for a brief moment. I listened as she spoke with others who had gathered and it was enough.

Her death has touched me more than any of the other deaths of celebrities this summer. I admired the others, I enjoyed their work, and maybe even gushed a little when some of them were on screen, but Mary?

Mary touched my life. She touched my heart.

Mary Allin Travers (November 9, 1936 – September 16, 2009)

Peter, Paul and Mary's first album is bright with enthusiasm. No gimmicks. There is just something GOOD about it all. Good in the sense of Virtue, that is. And the news that something this GOOD can be as popular as this is can fill you with a new kind of optimism. Maybe everything's going to be all right. Maybe mediocrity has had it. Maybe hysteria is on the way out. One thing for sure in any case: Honesty is back. Tell your neighbor.

-- from the liner notes for Peter, Paul and Mary, released in 1962

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On Monday We E-mailed Jokes
Author Unknown

On Monday we emailed jokes.
On Tuesday we did not.

On Monday we thought that we were secure.
On Tuesday we learned better.

On Monday we were talking about heroes as being athletes.
On Tuesday we relearned who our heroes are.

On Monday we were irritated that our rebate checks had not arrived.
On Tuesday we gave money away to people we had never met.

On Monday there were people fighting against praying in schools.
On Tuesday you would have been hard pressed to find a school where someone was not praying.

On Monday people argued with their kids about picking up their room.
On Tuesday the same people could not get home fast enough to hug their kids.

On Monday people were upset that they had to wait 6 minutes in a fast food drive through line.
On Tuesday people didn't care about waiting up to 6 hours to give blood for the dying.

On Monday we waved our flags signifying our cultural diversity.
On Tuesday we waved only the American flag.

On Monday there were people trying to separate each other by race, sex, color and creed.
On Tuesday they were all holding hands.

On Monday we were men or women, black or white, old or young, rich or poor, gay or straight, Christian or non-Christian.
On Tuesday we were Americans.

On Monday politicians argued about budget surpluses.
On Tuesday grief stricken they sang 'God Bless America'.

On Monday the President was going to Florida to read to children.
On Tuesday he returned to Washington to protect our children.

On Monday we had families.
On Tuesday we had orphans.

On Monday people went to work as usual,
On Tuesday they died.

On Monday people were fighting the 10 commandments on government property.
On Tuesday the same people all said 'God help us all' while thinking 'Thou shall not kill'.

It is sadly ironic how it takes horrific events to place things into perspective, but it has. The lessons learned this week, the things we have taken for granted, the things that have been forgotten or overlooked, hopefully will never be forgotten again.


Sep. 10th, 2009 04:17 pm
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I still have to wrap up the big conflict/showdown, but I did it!!!!

15054 / 15000 words. 100% done!
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We weren't even sure we were getting tickets, but they were finally confirmed and ... Section 101, Row 6, seats 1-4!

I thought the girls were going to wet themselves. *g*

Click the thumbnail below to go to each album.

The Jonas Brothers

Opening Acts
(Honor Society, Wonder Girls, Jordin Sparks)

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Leaving in about half an hour to take daughter for back-to-school checkup. Appointment isn't until 2:30 but they said they'd try to get us in early if we were there by 1:45. Why? Because we got tickets to the the Jonas Brothers tonight and have to be miles away at the amphitheater before 5:30 to pick them up. The pediatric practice is so huge now that it takes forever to get in and she has to have school forms for next Monday.

So, after that we will head directly to her bff's house so she can change into her sparkly JoBros t-shirt, red skinny jeans, and her new black Converse sneakers that she bought yesterday with her own money. w00t!!!

I took today off. I had so many things to get done today, no time to do it all, and when the cat barfed all over the bed it was an omen.


Catch you all tomorrow!
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And now I'm going to go take a shower and head out on some errands.

10103 / 15000 words. 67% done!
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Let's see .... how's about a list?

  • Today was payday and I wasn't overdrawn before the automatic deposit went in.
  • Florida Marlins game tomorrow night, with a concert afterward by Steven Curtis Chapman.
  • Wristbands to be on the field for said concert. :)
  • Tickets to see the Jonas Brothers on Wednesday with my daughter, my church bff, and her daughter who is my daughter's church bff. They might possibly be VIP, but not sure yet. Stay tuned!

Also? It's Friday. \O/
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Getting there!

9629 / 15000 words. 64% done!


Aug. 4th, 2009 05:21 pm
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I'm seriously LOVING Daughtry's new cd.

That is all. :)
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Since my rpf-bigbang seems to be dead in the water I bring you this meme. Keep in mind my fandoms (listed below) and I will only promise drabbles for now. It seems that I am able to write in short bursts, but not more. :) Please give me a prompt, not just characters. Thanks!

BSB (preferable K/N); X-Files; Grey's Anatomy; ST: Voyager or even TNG. I'll also do original fic if given a one- or two-word a prompt.

The "You Should Write..." Meme!
my thread here

Update about the daughter's birthday later today, it deserves its own post. :)
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Now I want to stay home and write! You all are the best, and I certainly hope the rest of my rpf_bb can live up to what I did in the drabbles. I'd best get cracking on it. *g*



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