Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Oh so true

A girl's pets

This is a fine look into the brain of a girl and her animals, and what they mean.  Looks pretty true to me

Monday, November 4, 2013

Spare jackass

This neighborhood donkey has turned up again. His owners came to fetch him but the ol boy does not want to go home. Evidently his horse died, then his pony died and hes all full of the lonely right now.

I heard a rumor that his owners were going to ask if he could just stay Here since hell probably just keep coming back and since they can't catch him anyway.....sure enough, his owner came over yesterday to see if jack can stay.

Yep, that's his name. Jack.

Jack loves Fonzie but Sly wants no part of that. There has been some chasing and snorting at each other, but unless Jack gets too close to Fonzie, all seems OK out there.

I don't want a donkey, let alone an intact one. Looks like i have one though. Cross your fingers it doesn't backfire

Idiots

This is the biggest pack of idiots I have ever gone around with, but I've never had more fun. We took this photo to blow up for a missing members new apartment because we think we are funny.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

More home repair disasters....

An exploded water line can do more damage than one thinks. Quite likely due to hiring people not licensed and bonded--- or for a totally other reason-- all hell has broken loose in the master bath.  All the new custom cabinetry must be redone, floor ripped up and rebuilt,....well over 400 s q feet of not cheap materials or labor. We are hoping to save the shower unit and jacuzzi tub,
...
What's important is that ITS JUST MONEY......AND THATS WHY IM WELL INSURED.  Or so i thought...the adjuster seems to think contractors  work for 1982 rates still.

From the time I started this post, until now, it has been more than a month. The bedroom floor and closet have been redone with dark hickory hand scraped floors. Nothing has happened in the bathroom yet but at least we are back in the king size bed instead of living in a guest room.

I hear this should all be done by the end of the week. Six weeks with your house torn up is a long time. Who would have ever thunk I'd care about the house being a disaster but this is making me crazy






Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Wisdom from the Huffington Post

Man, does this hit home!  It is posted today on Huffington Post


The covers of most men's and women's magazines have similar headlines: "Get Great Abs" and "Have Amazing Sex."
From the looks of it, these two issues have been recycled over and over (with some other stereotypically gender-relevant articles thrown in) on every Men's Health, Maxim,Cosmopolitan and Glamour cover since the dawn of time. In fact, I'd bet that if we could get a better translation of cave drawings, they would read something like "Grok get flat belly. Make girl Grok moan with joy."
And we keep buying them. We keep buying this lie that these things will make us happy. I've had washboard abs (past tense) and I've had some pretty phenomenal sex. Neither one made me a better person. Neither one completed me or made my life more fulfilling.
We chase this idea of "I will be happy when... "
I will be happy when I have a new car. I will be happy when I get married. I will be happy when I get a better job. I will be happy when I lose five pounds. What if instead we choose to be happy -- right now?
If you can read this, your life is pretty awesome.
Setting aside our first-world problems and pettiness, if you are online reading this, you have both electricity and WiFi or access to them. Odds are you are in a shelter of some sort, or on a smart phone (and then kudos to you for reading this on the go). Life might bump and bruise us, it may not always go the way we plan and I know I get frustrated with mine, but here's the thing: You are alive.
Because you are alive, everything is possible. So about those eight tips...
1. Stop believing your bullshit.
All that stuff you tell yourself about how you are a commitment phobe or a coward or lazy or not creative or unlucky? Stop it. It's bullshit, and deep down you know it. We are all insecure 14 year olds at heart. We're all scared. We all have dreams inside of us that we've tucked away because somewhere along the line we tacked on those ideas about who we are that buried that essential brilliant, childlike sense of wonder. The more we stick to these scripts about who we are, the longer we live a fraction of the life we could be living. Let it go. Be who you are beneath the bullshit.
2. Be happy now.
Not because The Secret says so. Not because of some shiny happy Oprah crap. But because we can choose to appreciate what is in our lives instead of being angry or regretful about what we lack. It's a small, significant shift in perspective. It's easier to look at what's wrong or missing in our lives and believe that is the big picture -- but it isn't. We can choose to let the beautiful parts set the tone.
3. Look at the stars.
It won't fix the economy. It won't stop wars. It won't give you flat abs, or better sex or even help you figure out your relationship and what you want to do with your life. But it's important. It helps you remember that you and your problems are both infinitesimally small and conversely, that you are a piece of an amazing and vast universe. I do it daily -- it helps.
4. Let people in.
Truly. Tell people that you trust when you need help, or you're depressed -- or you're happy and you want to share it with them. Acknowledge that you care about them and let yourself feel it. Instead of doing that other thing we sometimes do, which is to play it cool and pretend we only care as much as the other person has admitted to caring, and only open up half way. Go all in -- it's worth it.
5. Stop with the crazy making.
I got to a friend's doorstep the other day, slightly breathless and nearly in tears after getting a little lost, physically and existentially. She asked what was wrong and I started to explain and then stopped myself and admitted, "I'm being stupid and have decided to invent lots of problems in my head." Life is full of obstacles; we don't need to create extra ones. A great corollary to this one is from The Four Agreements, by Don Miguel Ruiz: Don't take things personally. Most of the time, other people's choices and attitudes have absolutely nothing to do with you. Unless you've been behaving like a jerk, in which case...
6. Learn to apologize.
Not the ridiculous, self-deprecating apologizing for who you are and for existing that some people seem to do (what's up with that, anyway?). The ability to sincerely apologize -- without ever interjecting the word "but" -- is an essential skill for living around other human beings. If you are going to be around other people, eventually you will need to apologize. It's an important practice.
7. Practice gratitude.
Practice it out loud to the people around you. Practice it silently when you bless your food. Practice it often. Gratitude is not a first world only virtue. I saw a photo recently, of a girl in abject poverty, surrounded by filth and destruction. Her face was completely lit up with joy and gratitude as she played with a hula hoop she'd been given. Gratitude is what makes what we have enough. Gratitude is the most basic way to connect with that sense of being an integral part of the vastness of the universe; as I mentioned with looking up at the stars, it's that sense of wonder and humility, contrasted with celebrating our connection to all of life.
8. Be kind.
Kurt Vonnegut said it best (though admittedly, and somewhat ashamedly -- I am not a Vonnegut fan): "There's only one rule that I know of, babies -- 'God damn it, you've got to be kind.'"
Kindness costs us nothing and pays exponential dividends. I can't save the whole world. I can't bring peace to Syria. I can't fix the environment or the health care system, and from the looks of it, I may end up burning my dinner.
But I can be kind.
If the biggest thing we do in life is to extend love and kindness to even one other human being, we have changed the world for the better.
That's a hell of a lot more important than flat abs in my book.

Monday, September 23, 2013

Our new baby...Yadi


This is our new baby boy the first day he came home, about a week ago. He is an English mastiff, born on July 23. We are having so much fun with him, even though I am way out of practice with puppy raising.  Of course, he loves Chris the most, but so does everyone else, so I'm getting used to it

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Grateful

We had a great week...friends to hang with, extra time spent with Chris, and a bonfire at Teri's tonight. Perfectly relaxed evening until the boys got into it over who knows the best gob pile to climb in the jeeps. That led to whose jeep is best and next thing you know, we are off roading through some seriously shocking terrain.


And yes it was fun. But we went from Wednesday pool-palooza, which was awesome and likely our farewell to summer, to freezing our asses off in jeeps with no windows atop a gob pile. And is that something only southern Illinois people know about, or is it more universal? How bout some train trestle action?  We had all that, including getting lost on the gob pile, which is likely better suited to 4 wheelers than new jeeps, and then we had a techno dance party in the middle of a creek bed in BFE. It's possible I started getting fussy around then.... That's the sort of stuff we did in high school, long before we had houses, yards, mortgages, etc. and I loved it then.  Had it not been 50 degrees and me improperly dressed for it, I would have been in better humor, and better able to appreciate the reminiscing and reenactments of 25 years ago.  Now that I am warm in bed listening to him snore, i am reminded it was another experience for us and I can be a little more gracious and allow that it was fun, even if we got beat up in the jeeps, and I almost froze to death .

In all, though, Friday the  13th was good to me again, short of a few dilemmas I don't want to deal with right now.  I'm happy, I'm cared for, I'm amused and I love the characters that have become stock in my life. I love that Chris enjoys it with me, so it's something we can share. That is priceless.

I am grateful that compared to this time last year, or the year before, that my world is filled with so much amazing. And I see no sign of it doing anything but improving every day. How bout that for amazing?

Stay tuned for more adventures I have to chronicle for you.....

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Labor Day Adventure

 Michelle had this big idea that what we needed to do more than anything in the world was go ziplining.  So we did--Chris, his sister and his niece Rayne.


 It was surprisingly fun, and I did not even get almost pitched out of a moving vehicle on the way like when I went with AmyB in Belize.
     I am no kind of afraid of heights and love this stuff.  That wiggly bridge though was a little hairy when someone else got on it and bounced like hell.
   Isnt there some saying about this?  The couple that swings from trees together, stays together?  No?  Well, there should be.
       Suffice it to say, he was way better at climbing that damn wall than I was.
    This one rope bridge was pretty cool too.

   I fell off of here.  Twice.  I blamed it on my fingernails being too long and my feet being too big, but I am pretty sure no one believed that bullshit

    Michelle was really good at it too.
     This was a little wall that you just scramble over--maybe 10-12 feet tall.  That I could do
   I knew better than to try this tight rope business.  No one was great at that





Dumb things that kept crossing my mind during this adventure---I am pretty sure when Dr Brandt said I could get back to my normal activities SLOWLY, he did not mean to climb a wall, swing through the trees and jump off stuff---and thank you sweet baby Jesus I no longer have a belly that gets in the way of everything!  But I better get back to work, because these legs are getting weak and jiggly--not okay at all


     It was a good day--but now Michelle is talking about jumping out of airplanes.  I guess I can do that, even if the thought has crossed my mind that someone in this family may well push me out.  Its almost like being with my own family!  

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