tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318638402011-11-21T17:01:22.446-06:00Come in and have a cup of coffee. Let's toss ideas around and share a few laughs. May be we will find some sanity together.Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12135622772041480973noreply@blogger.comBlogger1571100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31863840.post-41889844102160056252011-11-21T12:19:00.003-06:002011-11-21T13:19:59.643-06:00

Winter has hit with avengence. Two weeks ago we were at plus five...Now its somewhere below zero...again. So I'm trying to be positive about it. The only problem is the extreme weather (that they were late by two days in telling the rest of the freakin' world about) I'm hoping it will help with building the Christmas Spirit which is zilch, none and not there. Even the idea of setting up a tree is

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I'm very proud of this little story. Artist and I one afternoon a couple of years ago were having a discussion by the fishpond. I had made the comment, that in a historical novel you can't make a pirate ship disappear. She argued you could and then gave me a challenge. Write a story set in the past in the same manner I would writing a Sci-fi and she included a pirate ship disappearing and

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I need to sort out thoughts and put them some where and in my journal just isn't satisfying enough. The kids I look after were away on vacation and I, to my surprise missed them. Yesterday they came by for a quick visit. Well, I was greeted with huge hugs. Did it ever make my day. You see, when I was a mother of a young child as much as I tried to be a good mom, my mental illness started to take

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Dudley, Buster and GiGi. aKa-The Beagle Bunch And Dudley make three! Dudley came to us a couple of weeks ago. I guess with losing Winston and then Patches, the Fates decided that we needed another older dog to keep the balance. Dudley is nine years old and needed GiGi and Buster. They have been helping him get in touch with his inner Beagleness as Hubby and I try to break all his good habits.

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It's already the middle of summer and I haven't sat by the fish pond once. Why? The fish are still in the basement. Oh well, but to compensate we have been camping. I tried to get the pics for the blog but my puter's having issues.Last year we bought the tent trailer. This year we bought a camping two burner range. The little oven works like a charm. It has to be regulated like an old wood stove

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Wow, its been a month since I've blogged. Time goes so fast these days that I lose half the day in an hour. Its been an interesting month to say the least but things are a now down to a dull roar.Things with the theatre so far are going according to my business plan. Our group got a little stagnant and things went awry as per the usual when its a group of three or more. So as Pres, I had to take

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The sun is finally shining, birds are twittering in the trees and my tulips are up getting ready to bloom. I haven't had a chance to even think about getting into the garden as of yet. This theatre thing keeps interferring. I'm glad the final show has been put to bed so we can now concentrate on getting the political crap out of the way and start running our theatre. I would love to write a

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I went to my hotmail account to log in and see the account as I have only used it as a login for this blog. Lo and behold I could not get into see my email account. Now this baffles me as I have been logging on to this site for years and the email account was no where to be found. The wonders of cyber space and the way it shouldn't work.Wizard of Oz finally closed. I'm going to miss Aunty Em and

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Yeah, about this weather everybody has been experiencing lately; tell me again how this has nothing to do with global warming? I have no doubt it is climate change, but what it's changing to is my question? Chicago is hit by the worst snow storm in mid western history(The warnings were hitting Canadian borders while it was still building over Texas): Austraila is being battered by sunami's and

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Christmas is done, the New Year has started and I'm grateful the hooplah is over with. As a kid I loved the season and even when I was a young mother I looked forward to the season. Now its dealing with a cluttered house, grumpy husband and the stress of the finacial aspect of it all. So to help eliminated some of it for next year, I've already started buying gifts for next year from the sales

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I've only tried to update my blog for three weeks now but every time I sit down to do it, the phone rings, the door knocks, a dog throws up or something is burning. (Usually the coffee from boiling over) It seems as Christmas nears, my time gets less and less. Its even worse now that I'm rehearsals for Wizard of Oz. Not that I'm complaining, it just seems to be.Today for example, I am decorating

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So Hubby comes home the other night and announces he bought a hot water heater. An electric hot water heater. We just put in the one that we had stored for five years in a couple of months ago. One can imagine my surprise at another one coming in the door. His plan now is to convert the house to electric power only. Great idea Einstien but what happens during a black out? My idea was to have an

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It's coming up to a year now Randy. The impact of your life hasn't left us, nor has the pain of losing you. It has become my husband's mistress. I know that Time is only an idea of Man, and that you are only a heartbeat away from the rest of us. It is the hidden doors of dimensions that keep us parted from you. Death is always hardest on the living as we tend to hold on. Things are different down

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Aaaaaaand now heeeeeereee's Mania. So of course I can do eighty thousand things in a day. I figured out that Wonderwoman and the other female super heroes, were all bipolar and stuck in manic mode. At least I'm a little more productive in the mode...not that the house is showing it.The dynamic of the house has shifted from two to three. To make a very long and traumatic story short, our sixteen

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It's a quiet Sunday morning and the sun is even gleaming through my front window. We have had one of the worst summer's ever here as the ground never fully dried out from the rain. The only bit of a break we got, we were under siege from smoke billowing from the British Columbia forest fires. We couldn't win. My back yard is like a great big mud puddle. I know we needed the water, but for the

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So last post we were heading out camping with our huge tent and the dogs. Well, the littlest one went into shake mode as the camping stuff came out. Another dog hid so we decided to take Winston (the Airedale) and the two beagles. It was a good weekend but not so much for Hubby. To sum things up...Hubby bought a 1972 tent trailer that is in great condition and very comfortable. And now he is much

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I guess it's been noticeable that I haven't updated the blog lately. Gardening, housework, visitors, and the theatre have been my life as of late. But there is also the writer's block thing happening again. I sit down in front of the screen to write but its like trying move a brick wall out of your sight. Its just not happening. Could be I'm just to preoccupied with everything else to be able to

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If anyone has any good sites for Canine Epilepsy, or knows anyone with any information please let me know.

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It's finally a nice day outside. We have had crappy weather, a mix of cold, rain and snow. I don't mind rain, and we really need it here, but I much prefer a warm rain. Battling with six dogs was fun. The only two that were good about going outside without Mommy was the Chihuahua's. We had to wait until the Beagles started to rampage to get them out. Even then, it would last maybe a minute or two

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So its one of thos mornings where five hundred thoughts are going through my head at once. Everything from my bike to the garden, then from a head line I've read to thinking about how I need to declutter the house and especially the study. Its hard to stop. And with each little thought comes a little emotion and that's when I know I'm on a manic day from hell. This means I have to take things a

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So the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and the seasonal journey down the road to Solar Hell is back upon us. Oh wait, there is a turn off up ahead. Could be...can it be...wait...wait for it...Oh of course...(big heavy sigh)... it's not a turn off but another wind tunnel. Lucky me, not only to I have spend hours listening to the new navigational directions of Solar Hell, I now get to spend

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I'm in bed, not because I want to be but because I was told to be. It started with my right side blowing up and causing a whole lot of pain. I looked like I was eight months pregnant without the boobs to show for my efforts. My profile looked like flat long oval pancakes flopped over a beach ball. It resulted in my gallbladder being removed and Hubby in control of ...(gasp in horror)

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When you look at a list of ingredients, and it includes additives with numbers, is this a good thing? I mean when your cat attacks Coffee-mate like it's the evil incarnate, does this not imply there is something wrong with it? And why we must add a glutening agent to help the gluten of the processed flour in perogies, is there something wrong with this scene? And why has the Country that makes

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It's a beautiful sunny morning promising spring warmth to rid of us the snow. I have a morning coffee that is just the right strength and the clutter of the house reminding me I can't keep ignoring the house work. The four old dogs are snoozing while the two Beagles are rampaging and the kitten has discovered how to fire projectiles down the stairs. My idyllic visions for my Sunday morning as

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It's been a little hectic around the house lately. Hubby has several projects on the go as well as being sound tech for the latest production. The house is in a pickle because I haven't had the wear-with-all to get my butt in gear and pick up after the dogs. Mainly two of them. The two Beagles.Yes I said two. We had one and then came Buster Brown. He had a very traumatic twenty-four hours before

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This is Smudge. She is all white with a smudge of grey on the top of her head. It looks like she got in the way of Artist while working on a canvas. She is very sweet, purring when you pick her up and once she stops hissing at the dogs, things will be even better. She adores Hubby and has him wound around her paw already. Its his shoulder she is sitting on in the picture.She is not from the

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Hubby is not a happy hubby. He is...but he isn't. You see, we had to make a very hard desicion regarding our old cat. I have been fighting for months to get weight on him, so much so Hubby was getting upset with me for stressing about it.We had both agreed that after Cocoa Puff no more cats. We were going to take a break. But he didn't see GiGi with Artist's kitten Nelson. She was beside herself

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Leading up to and during the Holidays, we were under a blanket from the Arctic. This blanket kept us in the deep freeze and only broke today. But in between Christmas and New Year's our little town looked like a Christmas card with all the hoar frost all over everthing. Our fence is made from wire in 1 1/2 inch squares. They were solid with frost. It was the first time our dogs could not see out

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I wish I could say that I'm getting into the full swing of Christmas. There are two trees up in the house, snowman ornaments adorning corners and walls, a village filling the living room alcove on two tiers and even a few gifts wrapped under the tree. There is a big pink stocking with gold letters spelling "Princess" with the hand knit stockings for the boys waiting for dog cookies and toys

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This is our darling little girl, GiGi, short for Good Girl. She is a Mommy's girl but she is 100% Daddy's Princess. She loves to cuddle with him and there is nothing like Beagle love to help heal a heart. It has been wonderful watching the return of youth to Winston our Airedale. It was good to see his smile return after a romp outside with GiGi. Things seem a little more like home with GiGi

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This is a couple of pictures for Scribble. The first one is the view of the two heaters, Popcan heater with the black arm coming from it and the water heater. The second picture is a close up of the popcan heater. Hubby can give you all the details, I'm still waiting to see if they work. My doubtful nature keeps me from getting over enthusiastic over is projects.

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Things are quiet for the moment. I'm not sure how long it will last. We have a new addition to the family. She has dark brown eyes, soft floppy ears, long legs that were meant for speed and an attitude that is all Beagle. She is nothing like our last Beagle but she is all that and more. She is such a sweetheart and boy, does she have Hubby wrapped around her little paw. She had him at hello. I

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This is going to be an odd statement for October but the snow is almost gone which means we can get out and get the yard ready for winter. It makes more sense if you lived here. I'm just thankful that Thanksgiving is over.Speaking of which, Artist I warned ya. It not bad enough that Artist likes to scare me with stories of instant coffee or second-day-old coffee that she has rewarmed. This year,

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Silly me, I thought the road to Solar Hell had finally made a turn off back into the highways of everyday life. Nope. I was sooooo wrong. It was only a detour while the wood workshop was being built. I should have known with the solar popcan heater and solar water heater beside the first contraption perched on its roof. Looking out the back window is like looking at beacon for the UFOs to make

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It's been a while since my last post. Things have been up and down lately. I'm back on the tumultuous waters of my emotions and its been pretty hard to surf the waves. I think my surf board is unbalanced but then everything as of late has been. My therapist keeps reminding me how far I have come. Some days it just doesn't feel like it.I can't get angry like a normal person. Now how a normal

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This is my new ride. I wanted something a little more eco for around town. I have a basket that I attach to the back for shopping but next year I'm getting a trailer for the back for grocery shopping. As it is now, I can shop for two to three days. Its a Three speed which makes it easy for me and it has front gear with back pedal break. The headlight works and so does the tail light. Now I just

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This is my garden. I am so tickled with it this year because we have already begun to eat out of it. This is not only my garden, it is my sanctuary, my sacred space, and my healing spot. I have since learned that when we garden we absorb minerals from the earth. We need minerals in our system to help control things such as mood swings. Its why the Lithium (a natural salt) helps control the mood

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The Groomette's CakeThe Wedding CakeSo as you can tell I have been up to my eyeballs in icing sugar. And all I can say is "Thanks Mom for helping me out before I hit a freak out mode" I was on my way there but it was still in control.The Bride and Groomette were absolutely lovely and it was the most fun at a wedding I have ever had. And I owe you both such a big thank you. After 11 years of

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Chapter Two What to do when your Best Friend begins to date Get Drunk. Very very drunk. Stay that way until its over. Do not under any circumstances remain sober during this period. You will thank me later for it.

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Chapter One The Announcement & Aftermath So you're sitting and having coffee. You're best friend's marriage hasn't been any great shakes lately but what's new? It wasn't when you met her. For ten years you've sat with her before mulling over his idiosyncrasies and inexplicable male thinking, (note Artist I am being diplomatic here) (the other comes later) You have listened for all these years

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The sun is out finally, and it’s promising to be a nice day. Mind you there have been other mornings that have started out the same and resulted in cold wind, so I won’t hold my breath.Things have changed yet again with the garden. But this time I can honestly say it’s actually a step in the proper direction. Last fall Hubby and I separated a section of our yard for the garden. The idea was it

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Chili Powder RecipeCuminSalt PeppperCorianderPaprikaRed Chili Pepper (if whole, I grind myself in a coffee grinder)My Mom adds Oregano to her Chili. I never have.I do not have any amounts as some like Chili hotter than others. I like to add a touch of hot sauce that my mom brought back from Hawaii. Good stuff.Hubby made the mistake once of saying he like hot food. Silly man. I can make a Curry

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Its morning. The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, the sky is blue and I'm sitting with my second cup of coffee and my third smoke. The morning started very roughly. As in past blogs I have complained about my morning routines being disturbed. Little did we know that I was zeroing in on was a trigger for bipolar modes. This morning was classic, all I wanted was that hour in bed without

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Hubby’s first production came to a close last night. The sound effects were awesome and literally had people letting out little cries of surprise and jumping out of their seats. It was great fun to watch. He had way too much fun and I think he is looking forward to the next one. I hope he is, because I’m stage-managing and I get to be the voice inside his head for six nights.Last night the

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I'm waiting patiently for Spring to return with it's warmth. I'm really sick of waking up some mornings to the promise of a nice Sping day to see it dash as the white stuff decides to fall. I was so desperate to play in the dirt, I planted some seeds left over from last year. I know its a little early but the urge came upon me and I went with it. I think there is something theraputic about the

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Coming out in May. I'm really excited about this one. Its totally Sci-fi. I had so much fun writing this one. I think it comes through. (I hope)

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Six Random Things about me1 I sing and recite lines while in the bathtub (when nobody is home)2 - like mushrooms3 - have a favorite bowl for baking4 - like anagrams and word puzzles5 - used to play Duplicate Bridge6 - hate baby corn, turnip and sheperd's pieI'm tagginghttp://grannydiane.blogspot.com/I would do five more but I don't have that many on my listTHE RULES1. LINK TO THE PERSON WHO

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Things have been very quiet around the house. Our Beagle crossed over on Saturday and the house has become seemingly empty. Even with the other four milling around. The Airedale has stopped looking for him finally but he still gives a soft whine now and then. Its different now without the nagging and the frantic "its suppertime" hour. Life seems almost dull.I say almost dull because things around

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Hiding Happy Confusion Morning Vespers(they were on the wall waiting for scanning)

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Wake Up Smoke Serenity Night's GazeGuardianDivaSo I finally figured out how to get the video on the side bar. It took a while. Now if I could figure out how to get my website updated then I could have these on there.

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After several attempts of trying to add this onto my sidebar, I gave up and decided to go the easier route. This is a book trailer produced by Marly Mathews. She is so talented. Her graphics are awesome and oh Marly, bang on for Alexander. I'm taking my lap top to show my Mom later. After all the story was dedicated to them.

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Okay, its brag time. Artist got the phone call last night at about eight. It still really hasn't sunk in. Doorway to the Stars is an Anthology of Marly Mathew's story and my "Treaty of Hearts" and its in print. I am so excited I haven't a clue what to do.Marly is a very talented writer and to be paired up with her in print is an honor. The Artwork is from my book Treaty of Hearts and looks

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This one is hanging in our bedroom. The pics here don't show the detail as well as I had hoped (and even got a bright shiny thing in the middle) but it gives an idea of what it looks like. A closer look This one has been a work in progress, hard to believe but I have about five layers of paint. Artist introduced me to Acrylic paints. Again work in progress ...or not. I'm letting this one sit for

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Okay, so I've been a little bored lately. A little is an understatement. Well, Artist has been having a couple of bad days lately so I thought I would try to cheer her up. You see, she has an answering machine that for some strange reason at the moment has decided to speak French. Last night I called to see how she was doing so I left a message in the machine's native tongue. Tried to anyway. So

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Virility Spring Solitude Northern Consort Mama Africa

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Get this, its the coldest day of the year and we are only three days into it. Gotta love the thought behind this announcement. Coldest day of the season would make a little more sense than year. I've been working on more artwork. I've sold the Moon Goddess and the Angels. What was really cool was people were so thrilled to get one for a gift. Good thing I showed the pictures to my Mom, my cousin

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This is what happens when you leave me alone with pen and paper. Any comments would be appreciated.

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This is what I have been up to. This is the first set. More to come

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Well, its been an interesting three weeks to say the least. I'm not sure what hit the water here in town but things went from hectic to chaotic within twenty-four hours. And some of us couldn't quite keep up.Steel Magnolia's was a smashing success. We received a standing ovation every night of the production. The cast was amazing to work with and the crew made the show. As a director I can

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So the Road to Solar Hell came to a cross roads and like any good passenger, I sat quietly until the fifth time I was asked "What should we do?" So knowing Hubby was getting broody over it, I gave him a whole new direction to go. Instead of hoisting a two hundred pound solar heater, I suggested he use the solar panel to find the best positioning of the sun. Let me tell you, that got the engines

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Its early Saturday morning. The dogs are snoozing, Hubby is at work, even the cat is curled up in a corner. Its the kind of morning I live for. Quiet, calm and peaceful. Well almost, if the fly that is hanging around would go hang out on a window instead of insisting on sitting on my screen, I wouldn't have a problem.Every Fall, I spend six weeks of it killing flies. The sad thing is, I begin to

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Last thing I remember was the Fringe and wilderness so I guess I have been a little busy lately or I've had too much coffee and it's effecting my memory. Its been a hell of a month or so. My parents went to Hawaii and I lost them, Hubby and I hit a rough spot, Daughter has a new boyfriend, one of the dogs has injured himself and I have come down with a whopper of a cold. These are just the

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Yesterday Hubby and I joined Artist and her Hubby out at friends of theirs. They have a beautiful piece of property just outside of town. It reminded me of growing up in Prince George BC. There were areas of the city still undeveloped bush and as kids we would play in these areas. But thirty years ago I was a little more agile and immune to thistle thorns. After ignoring the warning the trail

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So the Fringe is over and amazingly enough we didn't get too chewed up. All the critics attacked the play itself and its writing. The actors on the other hand were commended for what they had to work with. It was an awesome experience. I also managed a part for our next production so I should be busy for a while.I just finished reading Whitethorn, by Bryce Courtney. Its the story of an orphaned

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Yesterday was nothing but fun. I made the director steal a boulder from the parking lot of the venue we were at. Right in the middle of the open. It felt good to be the instigator of a small misdeed. The cool thing was, I got to know Director a little more. She is such a cool lady and her brains are like my sister's, massive. I don't think she quite knows how grateful I am for her letting me tag

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I am sitting here by the fishpond at the moment trying to work on a story. Hubby is stalking around the yard in frustration. I am probably not helping by continually sitting here but there isn't a whole lot I can do when it comes to changing a tire. Just one moment...Okay I'm back. I found the length of pipe he was looking for. That seemed to defuse the frustration to a point. Every time Hubby

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This is the Granpuppy cooling down in the stream. This is Mom's Aussie Terrior. He is just the sweetest boy even though he is like a Tazmanian Devil from the old cartoons. Always in a whirl.The Airedale who greets me because I'm a different face rather than because he likes me. To him, I'm the dog sitter and I should know my station.And this is the sister to the Granpuppy. See what I mean about

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Its going to be a georgeous day outside once these clouds pass overhead. Hubby is sleeping in, dogs are lazing and I have the coffee all to myself. I can hear the fishpond from the open window as birds twitter and chirp. Its a lovely morning. It feels like its going to be a really nice day to be in the yard. I love days like today.I'm heading to Mom's in a bit for a cup of coffee. I'm rescuing

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Today is rainy. It has been rainy for the last little while but I have still managed to put in some pond time. Hubby and I attacked the yard yesterday...Okay so he attacked and I put in a couple of really good pot shots. We ended the day with kicking around a ball to each other. We tried inticing the dogs to play but they looked at us like we were nuts. The Chihuahua tried once but decided he

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I was standing in line at the grocery store after picking up apple cider vinegar and a few other things. I looked at the large heavy jug and noticed something on it that I hadn't seen before. Written on the label are the words;"Ideal for food"After reading it out loud, I turned to my mom and cashier and said "Good to know 'cause I was going to use it for cleaning my engine." Just encase I want to

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The eyeballs are gone! They are sitting in my drive waiting with price stickers on them. You were right Scribble. Love your crap, be one with you crap then have a garage sale. I have been open for an hour. At eight this morning, I was in Artist's backyard stealing a table. I eyed another one but it was too far away and I could only carry one. (I'm pretty sure we discussed it at some point in the

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I am wallowing in a sea of crap. And the sad thing is its all my crap. Hubby hasn't added his crap yet with the exceptions of a couple of things here and there. (But I got the panther lamp!!!) All the little glass eyeballs follow me into the kitchen and then back across the dining area. It very un-nerving. The Halloween crap is an entity of its own. The stuffies, dolls, ornaments and what ever

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This is Sir Cocoa Puff. This November he will be 13. He and I have gone through some trial and tribulations together. He has his little ways to tick me off when he is mad at me. He should have been an only cat from the beginning but then I think all cats feel that way. (I know Artist's cats do). Its funny for all these years I have been having a battle with the cat over the litter box and keeping

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This is my Lemon TreeApple Trees!!!! Strawberries from my MomThis wild rose I found when it was two inches high when we first moved in. It's now nine years old and over six feet tall. The pink and blue fencing is the only thing left from the pink, cutesy and floral days.Inside the greenhouses I have zucchini, peas, beans, tomatoes, pumpkins, herbs, peppers, beets, carrots, radish and parsnip.

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I'm not sure about this early bird bit and getting the worm, I think I got gypped. All I have is a luke-warm cup of weak coffee and a whining Beagle who doesn't understand the words "Mommy has to go shopping."I'm up early as a result of Hubby rolling over and slamming his knees into mine. This of course jolted me awake as my own knees were now vibrating with pain. (He has a penchant for taking

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Okay the weekend went by way to quick. This is the picture we are using for Author Promotion Pictures for the website and where ever else they go. (Haven't a clue) It will be updated every six months to keep it fresh. I thought I'd let you guys see it first. I really hate the camera. I think it has to do with that legend of the camera steals part of your soul. It scared me as a kid.

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As of today Hubby and I have been married ten years. Holy crap, I'm so glad the first ten are over with. Man, I would never go back to the first five years. I think back on it and cringe. It wasn't just the way we behaved with each other, it was enhanced by all that pink...and floral...and (ugh) cutesy. No wonder Hubby seemed so tense, it was all the eyeballs from the various ornaments put every

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Things are quiet at the moment but then the Beagle is sleeping so they should be. But then it might be my own fault. You see my mother found this acai berry juice that is good for all kinds of things. We were curious and its not like my mother to try this power juices but this one tastes really really good. I tried the full dosage for two days and ended up with a rush that caffiene would envy. I

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Sometimes my mouth gets ahead of my brain, like volunteering with the theatre group to help out the runners group with a marathon. "All we have to do is stand on a corner and tell them where to go." "Its only for two and a half hours." Okay, sure, yeah I can help out, sure I can find someone to take with me. Hello Artist, whatcha doin on Sunday?So off we go. First thing, it wasn't two and half

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So, the long and the short of things are, I quit my job after a manager called me at home to bawl me out. So I called back after hanging up on her and spoke to my direct supervisor and quit. I had a verbal altercation with a new employee and she complained to her manager that I had been rude. (Of course nobody mention the three apologies afterwards) I was angry not rude and I was angry at the

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The play ended last night and I will be happy if I never hear the name Sweeney Todd again. I, for one, was more than happy to pitch in at 'Tear down' and do as much as possible to make the finality of it happen.I think the best thing that came out of this play was that all pulled together to make sure the production hit the stage. The other thing was meeting the props lady and the new light tech

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One more, two to go and then Sweeny Todd is done. As much as I am looking forward to the end of this show and already planning next season's audition, I have to say that this cast is bringing them to their feet. And in a good way.I can't say I haven't learned a few things about this as well and not things I was expecting like safety of the set. Who ever designed this thing was not keeping in mind

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Its Sunday. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing my almost dry laundry, the crows in the back ground make for an interesting sound against the traffic. I do not want to move. Every part of my body is in pain. My hip I can't discern from my knees at the moment but I'm sure when I walk I'll be able to tell the difference.Three more shows to go. Not that I'm counting. Oh no, that would imply I

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But I will be so glad when this play is done. No I really mean it. This play was cursed from the beginning. And it just keeps getting better. Tonight was Hell. There is no other way to put it. And yet the cast managed to get a standing ovation. I think it might have been a sympathy standing ovation as the lead actor, fell off the stage.Now I mentioned that the original director quit and two

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The birds are singing and the snow is melting. Yea! Scribble on her blog had pictures of a mushroom growing kit. It looks so neat and the way she describes it, it sounds relatively easy even for a brown thumb like me. So I'm on the hunt.The first of our seeds came in. The itch to get my hands in dirt is growing worse. I think I might have infected Artist with the bug 'cause she's talking about

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So after spending two days staring at the screen and figuring out how to deal with Html and all that crap, I can officially say that the website and its blog are done. With the exceptions of a few spelling errors that will eventually be corrected (You know the last six inches that needs to be done)its ready for business. At least something got achieved during the snowstorm. I was telling Scribble

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Okay so I got bored with the old look and decided to change it a little. Actually I updated it because we updated my website and added a couple of new pages plus a picture. The picture will be replaced as soon as possible for my own peace of mind. I really look like my dad, nose and all.

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So as you may have noticed I will be on a certain theme for a bit. Hubby is driving me insane. I love the man to death but I may have to hurt him. He found through his researching the net a book on Solar Heating. This thing has everything; walls, chimney's and rooms. He starts reading it to me. As his words float over my head all I'm thinking is 'I'm in Solar Hell.'Hubby's mind is amazing. He can

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I love my Hubby, and I don't think any would argue that our marriage is a good. We work hard at it and keep the channels of communication open. Yes indeed I love my husband. Now that the issue of organic seeds has been resolved, I now find myself in a totally different argument. And its not that I even disagree with what he is doing, its the visions that haunt me.I have discussed on previous

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It was a great morning until I looked outside and saw the blanket of white coating everything. Not enough to be called a snowfall but just enough the dogs are able to get their paws nice and muddy to track through the house. Of course the Chihuahua sees white and runs the other way.I'm having a bad day with the joints. Everything decided to complain the second I got up. It wouldn't have been so

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I had visions of getting up Easter morning, making coffee, frying the bacon for the Hot Cross buns I made last night. Having breakfast in bed with the dogs lazying around us and the sun streaming through our windows. Put a bubble around that and prick it with a pin. I won't get into the gory details but its sufficient to say that the above fuzzy warm vision from my mind did not happen.Instead it

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And apparently doggie poop is what springs up in my yard. Not as bad as previous years but still it means my getting outside and begin the clean up. I can't wait. Seriously, I am itching to get started on our yard and garden.Scribble, and Rhode, here's one to put a big grin on your faces. Artist will just have to bear with the repeat.Hubby went on a course, last Thursday with another fellow from

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How I love my Hubby. Let me count the ways. He is driving me insane these last few days. the other night he came home in a flap about an article he read in Macleans on the food shortages coming up and how beef is going to be at $23.00 a pound in in Canada. According to the article places like Australia are already in a crisis. One of the reasons is because China is demanding the North American

Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12135622772041480973noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31863840.post-30838888338136335782008-03-05T10:49:00.006-06:002008-03-05T17:49:42.556-06:00

Hubby is sleeping in and I find I have a few moments this morning to myself. The phone didn't ring demanding my attention nor did the dogs nag at me pushing me out of bed. The sun is shining promising to rid us of the white blanket outside and even the sounds of birds are reaching my ears. As I stare at the keyboard the Beagle is snoring quietly beside me in his basket. This is the type of

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Today is Valentine's day. I'm not sure about Australia or the UK, but I know here in Canada and the US it is. I'm not a big fan of hearts to begin with and seeing as I dumped somebody on this day, it has always taken something away from the whole romance thing. He was a good man and an absolute sweetheart but I wasn't old enough to know what a great guy I had. Thinking back, I had made some

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It only took me an hour and a day but I got another favorite added. This one is for my friend Rhode. We have known each other since...um...er its been well over ten years now and we have never met face to face. We met through a FM support site (turns out I do not have), which we both quit and became a support for each other. We were a little more positive than the rest and could only handle so

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So like now I'm stuck in that awkward position of what do to about the unsent Christmas Cards. It is really much too late now to send anything but a letter with apologies. I have done that in the past. I got thinking about my dilemma and thought of what I should do. Then a bright idea came to my head. Valentine's Day is coming so I am going to pick up cards and send them with an apology and

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We arrived home last night, tired, peopled out and I will add starving. I will sum up the week by saying it ran the gauntlet of emotions for all involved including the Beagle. I tried to help out as best I could but I felt as though I was more in the way. Daughter stayed home and helped out our dog-sitter who spoiled the dogs rotten. (Worse than Hubby) There was two ceremonies, one for the family

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We received some bad news this morning. Hubby's father passed away. It has been a very weird day of waiting for news and decisions. Hubby is still in shock mode as with the rest of the family.Let me tell you about Dad In Law (so we will call him Dil). He never spoke to me for the first six months I was with Hubby. Hubby's reasons over the years have changed at to why. I think we hit upon the real

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