Thursday, January 29, 2009
Too tired to write more and too much time travel to digest.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Two years in the future we follow Desmond to Oxford trying to find Daniel Faradays mother, what they find is an old girl friend locked in a coma, kept alive thru the generous Widmore. We are left to believe Faraday did a mind experiment gone wrong on Widmores dole. Desmond confronts Widmore and is giving Faradays mothers address in LA. He goes back to Penny and says that he doesn't have to do any more, but she knows Desmond will never rest unless he helps those on the island.
On the Island, Locke. Sawyer and Juliet have two hostages, we find out that they are others because one of them speaks Latin to the other and Juliet knows how to communicate with them. She convinces one that they need to speak to Richard Alpert. But the other one kills the other that agreed and escapes in the Jungle. Locke doesn't kill him and tells Sawyer it is because it is one of his people.
Daniel, Charlotte and the Asian man who's name I can't come up with, are captured by some others, who tell them that the trip wire that blew up the survivors they were with, was put there by there people. They take them to and army encampment, where Richard Alpert is, and he believes Daniel when he tells them that they are scientist with the army and they are there to pick up their hydrogen bomb.
Meanwhile Locke, Sawyer and Juliet arrive at the encampment. Sawyer and Juliet follow Daniel and a blond other to the bomb to diffuse it. Locke goes in search of Richard to give him the compass and find out how to get off the island to get the 6 back who are the Islands constant.
Richard takes the compass doesn't remember any of it. Locke tells him that he will be born in two years and he needs to go and see him when he is born. They time travel before Richard can tell him how to get off the island.
Charlotte has a seizure as the show ends.
I had to come back and edit my post because as I was logging off I realized I left out the most important piece to the puzzle. The guy who is captured by Sawyer, Locke and Juliet and then later escapes turns out to be Charles Widmore..... - I guess the theory that he was leader of the others before Ben holds true.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tomorrow is a new episode of LOST and so at least I have that to get thru, that and 8 hours of people who tell me how much they like while they assume I have failed and am doing things wrong or badly. I'm just a little tired of my friends at Harmony Hill these days. Perhaps my initial glow of happiness was ill timed. but tomorrow is another day.
Monday, January 26, 2009
So, this week I must rewrite my first story, using my instructors changes. Next I must finish my second story, which is done, but needs to be reworked and I need to incorporate what I learn from rewriting the first story with my new story. Karl is being very understanding. I even read to him my new story, I did not let him read it as then he is too critical, but he seemed to like it. Anyway this is what I will be doing this week.
Also will try to make bread again this weekend. Soon I will have to give up bread for a time and I want to try baking it one last time.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
OK the book is not finished yet, I have a few more chapters. I am planning on starting the 6 week program on February 16th, 2009. This will get me thru Karl's brothers visit (don't get me started), Valentine's day, and the Volunteer luncheon at Harmony Hill, which I am expected to attend. I will feel better if I slowly begin taking the supplements and cutting things back, without having to explain to others that I am trying a new plan that will improve my brain function.
This will also dovetail nicely with my garden plans. I am hopeful to have a small garden this year. We will be ordering a small composting bin this next week and some seeds soon too. In keeping with that please go to White House Farmer to vote for the White House Farmer. I voted for Carrie Little from Washington State. Obviously, I'm partisan because she is a homey, but read what others say about her and I think you too will be convinced that she would make a fabulous choice. Well that's all for now, have to go read some more of the book... YIKES
Friday, January 23, 2009
I think Barack Obama has shown this week that he is an excellent and brilliant manager, he is an executive who can see peoples strengths and help them to use them to their best and our best advantage. He has shown that he is willing to look beyond what has been done in the past, that he is willing to let me in on as much as he can, and that he recognizes that everyone has a voice even Republicans maybe especially Republicans. I know he will not fix everything, I know he can't fix everything. And even if he has a different way of doing things, he still has Reid and Pelosi to deal with, not to mention Boehner who have done things they way they have done things for awhile.
But still it has only been 4 days and he has already shown 1. that he meant what he said and 2. he can do more than one thing at a time.
I choose optimism over fear. I choose hope over despair. I choose to give him a chance to prove that we are a great nation. I choose to do what I can to be a part of the question and the solution. Tomorrow I hope to find some time to write to my representatives, as well as Reid and Pelosi and remind them that we are in this together, we need each other, and we need to listen to the other side. It is important to come together as a country and we can't do that if we are locking the other side out of meetings and committees and doing politics as usual, that is not what we elected them for.
Well I'm off the soap box for the night. But I'm sure more will be forthcoming.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
First, we start out with a couple in bed and a baby crying. The woman is Asian, and we never see the man, as he gets up and turns on Willie Nelson and then begins taking care of the child. If you haven't read the LOST Dueling Analysis at Washington Post you really should. In which Liz and Jen posit some interesting theory's which I will steal now. For starters they contend that the baby is Jin, they believe this because a) the parents are Asian, as the man turns out to be none other than Dr. Candle. b)They also say that the mother is the same actress who showed up and tried to bribe Sun about his parentage. I think this is a really good theory, and it brings up some interesting things. For instance when the ship blew up it was mid-ship, the tail end - where Jin was at the time, did not blow up initially and there would have been time for him to be in the water.
We also see Daniel at the Dharma station the Orchid posing as an employee. He looks exactly the same as he does now, we don't know if he is time traveling, we do know that he has to play by the rules and cannot effect what is happening, except that later in the show we find out that the woman he loves, Charlotte, is having the same symptoms that Makowski and then Desmond had, so he maybe trying to change things anyway.
Kate is next up she is visited by Lawyers who want her blood and Aaron's to prove blood relation. Liz and Jen disagree here, one says Sun is behind it, the other Ben. I'm going to have to go with Ben too. I think he is trying to get her to agree to go back and the best way is going to be to keep Kate running, that's what she does. I mean after three years she keeps a gun and cash at the ready for just such an occasion.
Sayid and Hurley are the next up. Hurley starts out by saying on the Penny's boat when everyone wants to lie and he doesn't, he tells Sayid he won't forget that he let him down and someday Sayid will need him and he won't be there for him. But then 3 years later, when Sayid is hit by tranquilizing darts (why not kill him? who is behind this? is Widmore trying to collect the 6 to get back to the island?) Hurley doesn't let him down. Several sites I read comment on the fact that Hurley says he won't be there for him, but they fail to remark on the fact that to let his friend down is just not in Hurley, he can say it, but he could never do it.
Hurley is visited by Ana Lucia, and tells Hurley to buck up, clean up and get Sayid somewhere safe. She also tells him that Libby says hi.
Later Hurley unburdens his lies to his mother and she listens, she tells him she doesn't understand but she believes him. I'm glad she said this, I was worried she be judgemental as she has been in the past. But if you know anything at all about Hurley you know he prefers the truth and cares deeply about his friends. This is why I find him to be the most heroic of all the characters. He reminds me of Samwise from Lord of the Rings.
Sayid is taken to Jack, who now suddenly clean and sober, and with apparent hospital privileges takes Sayid there and revives him. I think the plan all along was for Sayid to deliver Hurley without Hurley realizing it. I think Sayid still works for Ben, I don't recall anything to make me believe he did not. The man outside the mental institution was probably from Widmores team, and now that Hurley has gotten himself arrested it will interesting to see who gets him out first.
Back on the Island, the remaining cast aways are stuck in the skipping record of time, as Daniel tells it. Locke is right away in trouble, gets shot by Ethan. Sees the plan that Echo's brother crashed in. Richard finally shows up and gives him a compass and tells him next time you see me I won't recognize you so give me the compass.
Out on the beach, we have Daniel trying to find out where in time they are, Charlotte bleeding from the nose and having headaches, Miles hunting bore with his bare hands, Bernard and Rose tyring to build a fire, Juliet and Sawyer checking out the zodiac raft, and some annoying guy that finds his ass burned by flaming sticks. Later Juliet and Sawyer trying to get to the others that were fleeing the flaming swords, are accosted by three men in uniform who want to know what they are doing on there island and how many more there are. Rocks and knives start flying and Locke shows up. Jen and Liz note as did all females watching that Sawyer spends the first hour shirtless and as they call it winking throughout the episode as he keeps asking/demanding a shirt.
The one last thing is that Daniel also beats on the hatch door to get Desmond's attention (he lies to Sawyer about this later), tells him to go to Oxford and find his mother. We find out later that Daniels mother is Mrs. Hawking, the lady from a previous episode that told Desmond that he could not marry Penny, that he had to go to the island. I was also trying to remember the episode when we first meet Daniel, he is at home watching the phony crash of 815 on TV and very upset, someone is with him, I don't recall who that was, could it have been his mother?
The last scene is with Mrs. Hawking and Ben. She tells Ben he has 70 hours to get them back or god help us all.
So, Jin could be Dr. Candles kid and was born or lived on the Island before
Kate is on the run again
Jack and Sayid are together, but are they both on Ben's side?
Sun is still after the other man who killed Jin (Jack? Ben? Widmore?)
Hurley is in Jail
Juliet, Sawyer, Locke, Daniel, Charlotte, Miles are all unstuck in time
Ben is still plotting and planning
Desmond is on his way to Oxford
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I do not understand why they are stuck in the time loop and what bringing the six that left is going to do. What about people like Jin, Michael and Walt? they left the island too. Why was important for them to be on the plane, but not kept alive or even allowed to leave the island.
Karl thinks that Richard Widmore was the leader of the others before Ben, but I think he has something to do with the Dharma Initiative. I don't see Mr. Widmore running around the jungle. I think he was trying to harness the energy from the island.
So many questions - Dr. Chen/Halifax etc. Sun/Widmore. I thought she believed that her father and Mr. Widmore were responsible for Jin's death, but maybe she does believe it is Jack. Who is Richard Alpert? I could go on and on, but it is after 11 and duty and sleep call.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I loved every single tradition, every single foible, every single moment of the peaceful transfer of power. I loved Mrs. Obama's beautiful dress and coat in such a rich lovely color, I loved, the way the girls looked so proper and proud, and little Sasha with the mischievous look in her eye, even while she sat quietly. I loved the way Mrs. Clinton greeted George Bush Senior, it truly seemed genuine and if it was not, then that is OK too. I loved the warm greeting that President and Mrs. Bush gave to Barack and Michelle. I loved the way Joe Biden looked so strong and purposeful, striding out of the White house with cranky potteresque Cheney in his wheelchair. I loved the way President Bush high fived the coordinator at the Capitol as he walked by. I loved that President Barack Obama called on me to stand up, to take back what I'd allowed to be lost, to stop blaming and start doing. I loved that he didn't call me a consumer or a tax payer, but a Citizen in the same way that he is a Citizen. I loved the man on the street that cried when Obama was sworn in and just kept saying "is this a great country or what"
Thank you America for giving us this moment, thank you forefathers for knowing this was possible, thank you soldiers from the revolution to Iraq for believing it was worth the fight. Thank you Barack Obama, for answering the call, my I have your courage, your humility, your wisdom to do what is right, and act when called.
Monday, January 19, 2009
It is almost over, almost so close. I find myself holding my breath in anticipation. My wonderful employer emailed today, this is a once in a lifetime experience stay home watch it. Come to work later. I cried when I read it, just like I am sure I will cry tomorrow, just like I cried on election night in November, but for very different reasons then those 8 long years ago.
I have heard many learned leaders from the civil rights movement talk about this historic presidency of Barack Obama, and I agree. But for me, it isn't that he is making history by who he is, it is by what he says, what he promises to bring to this country and what he expects of me, and asks of me that makes this an historic presidency, one that I have been waiting for all of my life. I read of Lincoln, of FDR, of Kennedy. But I wondered, where is my leader, where is my opportunity for greatness. I am so grateful to President Obama for taking up the challenge, for understanding what he is here for and know how to make it happen, and for knowing that he is not in this alone. Yes the presidency will be a lonely job, but he will not be alone. We are going with him. And we will trust him to take us where we need to go. I am ready.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
This is an interesting question, not just in trying to honestly answer it, but in realizing, I don't have a lot of loved ones, or even acquaintances, with whom I would try to make a point. Karl is the only one I have ever known or been in contact with that ever let me finish a thought, he too will challenge me if he does not agree, but he does not try to change my mind, or assume I am not as smart him if my answer is different.
But in terms of themes, I do come back again and again, to making a decision, it has always been crazy making for me when people cannot make a decision. It always seems that those in charge are the worst 'deciders'. I am also a person who champions the underdog. I do not like injustice at all. At one job I had there was this woman Sally, who while nice enough as a person, was a terrible supervisor. She was sure everyone was out to get her and me in particular. We butted heads repeatedly. But after promising her the Head position for over a year the Administration decided that she wasn't qualified, and while they did not fire her, they did make her life miserable for some time and actually asked, persuaded and bullied her into quitting. I was furious, and while my job was secure and it was assumed I would get her position, but I quit because I knew I could never work for a company that would treat someone that way, not the least reason, because who knew when it would be me?
I expect people to be good, it is easy to fool me because I always assume the best in people. I think as heart people are nice and kind and care for each other. It always shocks me when I see callousness. I do not watch reality TV because that is not the reality I choose to live in.
I also believe in all the rights in our constitution. I believe them to apply to me as a woman, to black men and women, to Asians, Hispanics, gays, and everyone I am forgetting. I don't need it to say that I just know it to be true. This is a theme that is constantly on my radar, as it is so easy to forget that we all live under the same umbrella of freedom, so easy to think us vs them.
These are the themes I am thinking about tonight. I think this is the kind of question that I can come back to again and again as it will always be refined and expanded, at least I hope to always be growing and learning.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
In other news I highly recommend last nights Bill Moyers Journal, an interview with historian Simon Schama. It was truly fascinating about the American Future. He separates four things out that he feels are converging in American and that will define the Obama presidency: War, Religion, Immigration, and abundance (plenty). They showed clips of an upcoming BBC America documentary on Schama's work, one that was particularly scary was the clip in Houston Texas with a group of citizen border patrol men. They don't go out to the desert and patrol the border, they drive around town looking for Hispanics and get in there face demanding their 'papers'. It was truly frightening. I would have to say that in the last 8 years the only thing I ever agreed with George Bush on was immigration. We need to find a way to work through this.
I'm from what I like to call hillbilly stock, I prefer that term to redneck and I also feel it fits my family more. My mother grew up in what use to be the extreme back woods of Lake Taps/Ravensdale/Black Diamond area of Washington State. This is now elite territory, but when she was growing up with her 10 brothers and sisters (way Catholic) it was the country, and as country folk with that many kids they were poor. Grandpa was a carpenter, a handy man and did lots of odd jobs, Grandma raised babies and gardens, and together the whole family picked berries, cascara bark and went to eastern Washington to pick apples in the fall. The whole family worked to make a living. I don't know too many families that will do that now days....except for Hispanic families. And yes I know some, maybe many are 'illegal' (such an inappropriate term), but when need there labor and they need the jobs. I think we need to find a way to work this out before it gets uglier then it already is.
Well that is all for tonight. Tomorrow I will be posting that I HAVE FINISHED MY STORY!!! at least that is the plan.
Friday, January 16, 2009
It also has been a rather emotional couple of weeks. It is hard not to reflect on the last eight years and be hopeful for the first time. And I am hopeful. I do really feel like things might be better soon. Also it is the way we hand over the country from one president to the next. It is all so peaceful. My only regret is that I don't get to have a piece of the moment. I would love to at least be home to watch it on TV. Thank goodness for NPR!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Next week proves to be a fantastic week. Monday is a holiday, and even though we plan to give blood in honor of the spirit of giving back that the MLK embraced, I still get to sleep in and that is always a good day. Tuesday, after 8 long, long, did I mention long years. We will finally be free of that dangerous and destructive man. And then finally the long awaited LOST season premiere.
Today was our company Christmas party, we had to postpone it due to weather, it was the first time with Harmony Hill and it was really nice, the food was vegetarian but tasty, check out page 58 for a lovely lasagna at harmony hill. The presents (white elephant style) were strange - I got a gigantic large egg. I'm not kidding and I'm not sure what to do with him.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I know that when I was growing up we had a scrap bucket and a composting bin, and we grew most of our own food so there wasn't a lot of waste. As a young adult, and during the 80's and 90's as we became increasingly a throw away society I didn't pay it much thought. I began to think differntly during the early 90's with a book called '50 things you can do to save the planet'. That opened my mind and eyes to a lot of things and since that time I have become ever more "greener" and now as I see things around me falling apart and as we slide closer and closer to a new depression I feel this need to be self-sufficent, but also a deeper understanding and conscionsness of those around me, those in need. Now is the time to give. I think this weekend I may try going through my stuff, see what I don't need anymore that someone else could put to use.
Then there is the fact that I work for a non-profit, the more the economy closes in on itself the more precarious my situation becomes. One way to be ready is to be able to take care of myself, to feed myself with simple things like flour, water, rice and beans. To grow my own vegtables, to make my own compost(we found this small composting bin at Isabella). To be able to sew simple things like linens, curtains, quilts. I don't know that I can save the world this way, or even serve the world, except that I will be less of a burden on it and on society. This is something I can do and I can prepare for, all the rest is just unnecessary worry about things yet to pass.
It is during these times of hardship, when we all feel the need to shore up our resources, and I beleive the term is 'nest', that we can learn a lot about ourselves. I am lucky that I like spending time alone and do not need a lot of outside outlets. I meditate, read, and contemplate my place in the world already, and this will not change, even though my circumstances might. We have yet to see where this will lead us, but I believe faith, hope and a little self-sufficency will see us through.
Monday, January 12, 2009
In short I believe George W Bush was the worst president this country ever saw, worse then just merely incompetent he was dangerous, unstable, reckless. And for my part for all my rages, and roars these past 8 years, in the end I did nothing to stop him, and while history may judge Mr. Bush, I too will be judged as will all of us.
Who will stand with President Barack Obama and not wait for miracles, but act, participate? I hope that I will. I hope that while I stood by and watched America smolder for 8 years, I will not give into complacency and cowardice, but will be strong and be an active participant in the rebuilding of my country.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
It was a lot of fun actually, even the getting up at 5 am. Overall I would say that it was a winning experience. And I have accomplished goal #1 on the 15 things to cook before you die resolution I have made. Even though I have accomplished what I set out to do, I don't feel done with this yet. In a word I am hooked and plan to work to perfect my sourdough experience. Next up adding rye flour to enhance the sour and working on a proofing box to help the yeast to stay at just the right temp.
My mother baked bread when I was young and as a young mother I baked a white bread coping my mothers recipe and then later a Betty Crocker recipe, but this was different. This was making a sponge and making sure temperatures were right. Waking up early and making dough, letting it rest, knowing when to stop kneading, when to let it rise, when to gentle release the pressure. Preparing the oven, finding the stone, dusting the bread peel, misting the loaves, listening for the hollow thump, and putting your ear next to the just baked bread to hear it crackle knowing it was still working its magic of yeast and flour, water and warmth. Yes this was different and in some small way life changing.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Today I began my 15 things to cook before you die goal, I started my sponge for my sourdough bread. Tomorrow, Sunday, I must get up at 5 am to get everything started. It feels good this aliveness, watching the sponge begin to work, caring for it like it is a baby. Is it warm? Is it free of drafts? Taking it personally, making a commitment to the bread, the dough, the promise.
Speaking of taking is personally, we scored our first game of ping pong and I am clearly a sore loser. He killed me without really even trying. I knew that he would still I had hoped I would do better than I did. I wonder if he is bored with playing with someone like me. But he says no and he explains beautifully and gallantly why he is not and that I do challenge him. I believe he is sincere and he is kind.
Writing....is hard, but worth the effort. Thanks to Gretchen, I pulled out the book Writing to Change the World by Mary Pipher. I've had the book for some time and it is very good, I set it aside when we moved 18 months ago and sort of forgot about it. But Gretchen is going to be writing about Harmony Hill and is reading the book. It reminded me that I have it and you don't buy a book like that if you don't feel what you have to say is important. And while I can see that Gretchen has lots to say and it is important and has, does, and will change the world, I'm still not sure that I can see it for me. But of course that is my petty fears looming up. I am doing this blog for just this reason, to strengthen my writing muscles, to get into the habit. To form my ideas, crystallize my vision. It can and will happen for me, it just won't be the same as for Gretchen or Mary Pipher, or anybody else. I have my own vision and my own journey to take.
Friday, January 09, 2009
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Part of my job is to be assistant to the executive director, Gretchen Schodde is an amazing woman. One of the first Nurse Practitioners in the Country, she and and one other woman were the very first. She started this Retreat Center with a dream and a prayer, and the good wishes of all who meet her. The is so genuine, so loving, so real. Nobody who meets her goes away without feeling better. The other part of my job is to be the assistant to the development director where I assist her in grant writing.
This is where things get interesting for me. I've always wanted to write. I've always wanted to make a contribution, make a difference. But through a series of bad choices in my life, I didn't find myself on the path to making any of this happen. I even trained as a massage therapist and did that for several years thinking this was where I could serve. As it turns out all of my skills are both needed and useful at Harmony Hill. For one thing I am writing a lot more personally. I have been writing for my course that I'm taking, and I have taken classes in grant writing and feel that I am being useful here too. Now I find out that Gretchen is planning on writing a book about Harmony Hill, I am hopeful that she will write a book about her life too or within this book. And I am her assistant. I will be there as she makes this happen and I know she will make this happen.
I said a little thank you prayer today for bringing me to Harmony Hill, for all the paths that led me to this place and for finally knowing that yes - I can write, I am writing, I can make this happen.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
My direct supervisor is Jolene, she is at least 16 years younger then me, and she does have a youthful exuberance that is exhausting at times, and she does have an attitude that she has it all figured out, and she does have an opinion on everything, but mostly she's happy and joyful to be around, she laughs a lot and doesn't take life to seriously. My other boss is Gretchen, the executive director of Harmony Hill, she is an amazing woman. I feel like I've known her forever and she is so sweet and kind with a true blessing heart and cares so much about everyone she meets. She is also exhausting, because she gets her mind wrapped around something and she can't let go and she usually has her mind wrapped around everything.
My other new favorite thing to do HOOPNOTICA - If you haven't tried it you really should, so much fun. I absolutely love it. I just hope I figure out all the moves, but so far for being a total clutz I'm doing ok. Check it out at www.hoopnotica.com
Who knows when I'm going to get back to studies, I'm hoping tonight..... but what about ping-pong!!!! Last night we laughed so hard I'm not sure if my stomach hurt from the hooping or the laughing.....who cares it's all good.
Monday, January 05, 2009
Last night watched part one of the Tess of the D'urbervilles on PBS Masterpiece Classics. It was pretty good, but I couldn't help thinking this could all be solved if you'd just tell the truth. Doesn't matter, sitcom, movie, literature, reality show, soap opera....you keep secrets from the ones you love, hate, alliance with....sooner or later it all comes out and you end up losing out anyway or worse, learning your lesson UGH! Karl kept saying "She isn't a very bright herione" I finally had to remind him that she was written by a man. How could he possible know how a real woman would act and feel in those situations. Overall I do think it is a great story.
I tried the hoopnotica workout yesterday, it was fun, and hard and differnt that I thought it would be. I think I managed to do 3 sessions of approx 5 min each, but I really enjoyed it so that is a good start. Still I have to say I like ping pong better :)
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Today I wrote part of another story, did some reading on my next assignments, and cleaned house. Tomorrow I am hopeful that I will have time to sew the apron. I don't think I have time to get it finished but I am hopeful to get a good start. I also have another apron pattern that I like this is a full length one with a pocket across the front. Very cute and useable.
Friday, January 02, 2009
Black holes - vast and deep and pulling us faster and faster inward, great science fiction writers build the worlds, tell the science of how they project. But all of us know what a black hole is. At sometime we have all felt its pull, felt its darkness swallow us up.
In December we had a major snowstorm in Washington, at my home we had around 14 to 18 inches, it was a frozen winter wonderland and a traveling mess. And while the world around me was white, the place that I lived became a dark mass of nothingness, unable to be seen by UPS drivers, garbage men, the post office, county road crews....the list goes on. Now two weeks after the storm, slowly service has been restored.....except for UPS and Waste Management, they still cannot see me, they still look at the map of Port Orchard and see a vast black hole....but I am here and despite the loveliness of words all around. I am pissed off. I do not like to be this angry, I do not like to be the ugly American and my anger is all the more acute, all the more dangerous, all the more available for viewing.
To note my accomplishments of this day....Finished, printed and mailed assignment #1 and have read some of the reading materials for assignment #2. I have all the pieces cut for my apron. And I developed two story ideas today. I was busy all day, this being my day home alone, but the day seemed to fly by. I also paid the bills and completed our bookkeeping budget for the week this took a very long time as it was first influx of cash in awhile and I had to make sure all was accounted for. Only getting paid once a month can be hard.
This is all for tonight....Tomorrow is another day.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Today I got the pattern pieces cut for my apron and tomorrow I'm going to sew it up, plus I'm still playing with the new Ipod I got for my birthday and lots of songs to sing and dance too.
I made the finishing touches on my first assignment for my writing class too and tomorrow I am mailing it out. I feel like I need to include a note about why it is so late too. I've had like 3 weeks to write 700 words! I'd love to say it was the holidays, but that's a lie. More like stage fright. I also know this story is crap, but you have to start somewhere right?
Writing this blog, for me is a start at exposing myself to the world. Right now I'm guarded with everything I write here, afraid of what might come of it, keeping everything neutral. My hope is that while these posts might start out being lame listings of my daily events, eventually I can lift the veil of my thoughts and hopes and dig a little deeper. There are so many things out in the world I want to comment on; the new president, the last 8 miserable years, the economy, my wonderful boss Gretchen, the environment, my husband, my cats, my lack of relationship with my grown kids. As Karl is fond of saying "little steps" so today I write lame stuff, tomorrow who know, maybe we get out the shovel or at least the spoon.