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You know timing is everything. Two wonderful blogs have pointed people this way today and all I’m gonna give you is this lame-ass placeholder post.

Sorry.

See, I’m going out tonight… I’m talking babysitter and everything. I’m going to eat wings from Sweetwater and drink* Long Islands with several old friends. We’ve probably been doing this for over 15 years. So you see I don’t know if I will be able to write a post tonight or if I will even be home before midnight. So what you get my friends is a placeholder.

And if you’re lucky, tomorrow you will see horrible pictures of drunk* friends.

*Designated driver already in place. We ARE responsible adults, after all.

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2 + 2 = ?


Yes it’s true I am a young man
but I’m old enough to kill
I don’t wanna kill nobody
but I must if you so will
And if I raise my hand in question
you just say that I’m a fool
Cause I got the gall to ask you
Can you maybe change the rules
can you stand and call me upstart
Ask what answer can I find, I ain’t sayin’ I’m a genius
2+2 is on my mind

Well I knew a guy in high school
just an average friendly guy
And he had himself a girlfriend
and you made them say goodbye
Now he’s buried in the mud
over foreign jungle land
And his girl just sits and cries
she just doesn’t understand
So you say he died for freedom
well if he died to save your lies
Go ahead and call me yellow
2+2 is on my mind

All I know is that I’m young and your rules they are old
If I’ve got to kill to live
then there’s something left untold
I’m no statesman I’m no general
I’m no kid I’ll never be
It’s the rules not the soldier
that I find the real enemy

I’m no prophet I’m no rebel
I’m just asking you why
I just want a simple answer
why it is I ‘ve got to die
I’m a simple minded guy
2+2 is on my mind

This is my all time favorite Bob Seger song and I heard it today. It’s from 1968… amazing how it is still applicable.

Thanks Fussy!!

As nAbLOpOmO comes to a close, I thought it would be appropriate to share some thoughts about this gigantic (6,263 particicants) blogfest.

I participated last year and blogged everyday. So far, so good with the posting this year.

The new hosting site is awesome. I LOVE the group feature. I found so many cool blogs written by some amazing people from all over the globe. My new hobby of photography is only fueled by all the amazing photographers I have discovered in the Photo Group and Flickr Group. I have found some local bloggers that I also enjoy. How bizarre is that? I may actually run into someone I know from blogging while I’m out running in Detroit or Royal Oak or where ever.

The downside for me is that I couldn’t access the Ning site from work. So I know my access to a large variety of blogs was limited. Last year I reviewed blogs from a few select letters, like R for example. I really missed doing that this year. But with so many participants, I just don’t know how it would have been managable.

The blogroll did have an alphabetized listing of all the fine folks participating. However, since it could only be accessed through the Ning site, I wasn’t able to utilize it that much. I also liked the randomizer better last year. But since the Ning site will live in Internet history, I will be checking blogs out long into the new year, I’m sure.

I don’t want anyone to think that I am dissing this wonderful event. These are just a few of the things that caused me some frustration. Realistically, I don’t think Fussy would have been able to coordinate everything without the Ning Network, no matter how many minions she had.

I could have visited a ton more blogs if I had about 3 more hours in each day. I know I would be a lot better off, of course, wouldn’t we all. But then again, I would probably just sleep it away, haha.

I love nAbLOpOmO and will participate again. Last year I found several wonderful blogs as I have again this year.

Ms. Eden , thank you for an amazing November once again.

And also, thank you to all of the participants. Whether you posted everyday or not, I appreciate the opportunity that I have had to get to know you… and you… and you… and you… and you.

Bring on the prizes!!

Sorry to do this…

but I have come too far to miss a day of posting. So, unfortunately for you, here is the brilliance that is me…

{crickets}

That’s what I thought.

g’nite, catch you tomorrow.

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Weekly Winners


November 18th – 24th

Back to the books
"Back to the books"
{click on this photo and read the notes}

Snow on the pumpkin
Snow on the pumpkin

Hair by Yams
Hair by yams
{straight out of the camera}

Family lovin’
Family love

Not morphed – caught mid-head shake
Mid head shake

Ice flower
Ice flower

Rose Hips
Rose hips

Flowers:”We’re not ready”
"not ready yet"
{another, straight out of camera}

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Cleaning out my closet

We spent today on a few deep cleaning projects. Kev cleaned out the front closet… actually it was more like throwing things out and handing me things he didn’t know what to do with. While I was trying to organize some things in the living room.

We had moved the living room around last week and also got rid of an antique desk I had that collected everything!

As I try to find logical places for computer supplies, office supplies and assorted other crap, I was cleaning out some drawers that have had stuff in them forever.

I don’t know why, but I am a packrat. I’ve tried to figure it out, but I can’t. On occasion I get in the mood to toss stuff and when I do, I really try to take advantage.

I started going through one of my file drawers today and I ran across a folder with old love letters in it. Not from anyone in particular, actually it’s most of the letters I received from the time I was 16 until I was in my 20’s or 30’s. I didn’t throw them out. What the fuck, people?… I. didn’t. throw. them. out.

I am so happily married; I could make you puke talking about it. I KNOW I will be married to Kevin for the rest of our lives. Yet, I didn’t throw them out. I don’t get it. I don’t know what I gain from keeping them. I don’t know what I will lose by throwing them out. I just don’t get my emotional attachment to those letters. It’s not just the love letters. I also ran across a file from 1983, when I tried to get into the U.S. Air Force. Twenty-four years ago.

24 years.

I re-read the file, but I didn’t… couldn’t throw it out.

I was 20 years old and trying to get into the Air Force. I scored in the 97th percentile on my ASVAB test and there were six openings that were available to me. As a female, I wouldn’t even have been considered without a score over 93. As I started through the paperwork process (after the test), I came across a question that asked about something that occurred in my past. I had to be honest. I was told I couldn’t get into the Air Force, but the Army was an option. I didn’t want to be in the Army, I wanted to be in the Air Force. Lots of paper shuffling and letter writing ensued. I tried to get a waiver. Even with my high scores, I couldn’t get that waiver. Obviously, I never became a member of the military. I never became a helicopter repair-person. It wasn’t meant to be, and I get that. More importantly, I accept that.

That chapter in my life is long since closed, yet I cannot throw the file away. It was a deeply emotional period of my life, but it was almost a quarter of a century ago.

Still, the file sits in my filing cabinet.

What part of our beings holds on to these past artifacts?
Is it a fear of forgetting?
Is it a fear of losing part of me as a person?
Do I keep things to reflect on how far I have come as a person?
Why do I think I would be losing part of myself by getting rid of some things?

I certainly am not the kind of person that lives in the past, and this part of my being baffles me.

~*~*~

One the upside: look at the cute pink hat I Kev found in the closet.
Day 24 - cleaning out my closet

Friday fotos

How I spent my day today:
Day 23 - How I spent my day

See this shit-ass grin? I know I’m going to be in trouble soon.
The grin that tells it all

Black Friday

It’s a short Sheryl Meme…

Do you do it?

Have you done it?

What’s the earliest you’ve gotten in line?

Are you planning on doing it?

If you have, how much would you estimate that you saved?

Lastly, did you eat too much today?

Happy Thanksgiving

Gotta love an original title.

I hope that everyone (if you celebrate) enjoys tomorrow’s day of thanks. Don’t forget to take a moment to yourself and look around or inside and reflect on what you are thankful for.

I know that I will.

I’ll start now, in fact:
Grandma took Hunter to spend the night with her. And while I could get all deep and say I’m thankful for Hunter having family that loves him and wants to be with him, I’m not going there.

I’m thankful to be able to sleep in tomorrow, even if it means missing the shit out of my little Bug.

Enjoy the day and be safe.

Gooble gooble.

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