don't get off the boat...

at some point, you just have to follow that dictum! when events align against you, when roadblocks/stumbling blocks occur with a regularity that is to be unbelievable, you just have to stop and reconsider your next move...do not pass go, because you will not collect $200, you will not ease on down the road and you most definitely will not follow the yellow brick road!

the beginning of the holiday season

ok, so there it is, my contribution to the beginning of the insanity.

regular posting will resume eventually

thought for the day

monday morning madness

yesterday: the boston red sox swept the world series with a victory over the colorado rockies.

yesterday: the new orleans saints rolled over the san francisco 49ers 31-10.

today: the MITM is stuck in paris because of the air france strike.

guess which one is my highest priority today. . .

update 0842:

so, he got up to the af counter and yep, that's right...at that very moment, the terminal went under alert and had to be evacuated! so, he's still at cdg trying to find someplace to grab something to eat that doesn't have a 45 minute wait.

so while i'm hold with af, i'm listening to istvanski's depcast 9 go have a listen, yeah, i'll be here...on hold...on the phone...again

1336 update:

AIR FRANCE PUT HIM ON A PLANE! he's on his way to london as i type!
point of clarification:

the MITM isn't on his way home yet, he's stuck in paris on his way to london...it's business, not personal!

sunday

i have one word for ya'll today:

O-U-C-H!!!!!!

no one said walking would be so difficult and painful two days later!

and you wonder why i blog. . .

because some days, you'll come across a comment that literally makes you laugh out loud...for a long time!

from kim ayres on reading friday's entry: So does this mean we've seen you beyond naked?

ya'll are too funny!

*back to saturday chores*

update at 1508...

who knew that being able to take care of your own house would be such a gratifying piece of business? i wonder how long before THIS bit of domesticity wears off?

*moving right along*

because dr phil asked for it, you're now looking at yet another beyond naked view of me.

i'm free to do what i want any old time!!!!

yep, it's fine! tiny bit puffy but, doc said it healed perfectly! the boot has been retired and i am wearing my own shoes...both of them! thanks for your good thoughts/vibes!

oh, hell yeah!!!

dance with me, henry!

something new to listen to!

the wonderful kim, the rambling bearded one put this lovely site up recently. go over and hear bloggers reading their own stories, fables and high tales out loud! 'tis a most pleasurable experience!

it's a sign...

of what, i don't know, BUT...

it's raining.

it's 0353.

i'm awake.

my appointment is at 1345.

this ain't right!






(i am the biggest worrywartchickenlittlewimp in the world!)


(it's ok, feel free to laugh!)


(i am.)


(and now with that, i am going back to bed!)

here's what's going on down heah

..this weekend...

light, camera, action

not a bad place to be sometimes, but i'm starting to get restless. maybe it's the isolation and inability to move around as i'd like when i liked. or maybe because i'm tired of being alone in this house. or maybe just it's my day to be sad/down/unhappy/depressed...or maybe it's just the fear of what tomorrow might bring..that the doc will say i need more time with the boot on...

i need a movie/chocolate/a good cry...and maybe not in that order.

because dive was talking about it...

(thanks, dee dee)

...and that's what these people heard



and sometimes they listened.

guess who?

it's super nana in the green bin with the groucho glasses!

today is her birthday!

and this is what she got...



and yes, she'll be getting a birthday present eventually

today a good man passed away

take a moment and consider this: a 36 year old man who was someone's son, father to 2 children, a friend to my daughter and teacher to many students at her school went to work and had a heart attack in front of his students this morning. his family is devastated, his children are fatherless and his students, colleagues and friends are reeling from the loss.

take care of yourselves, don't put off seeing your doctor, examine your habits and correct what you can now. you don't know what tomorrow will bring.

and please, stop by super nana's and read her tribute to chris price. she could use your kind words right about now. . .

UPDATE:

from Super Nana said...

Thank You all so much for your words. I tried to explain to my students that people all over the world were mourning the loss of this man. I love you for your kindness and you all help me stay strong. And thank you for your continued love and support of my mother. Without her I am nothing.

tv, teachers, and hey, that's my kid!

last night i received an email from super nana. ok, so what's new about that, you might be asking yourself...well, it was a videoclip from a certain television station out in lalaland...and yep, there she was being interviewed at her charter school, in her classroom, with her 9th grade english class, discussing a neruda poem she'd snagged from my blog! now, why isn't this clip or at least a link posted here for all ya'll to see?

because, as the reporter took pains to explain..it was 80's day at the school which meant that students AND teachers dressed up...and whoa, standing at the front of the class, there's our favorite teacher dressed like a siousxie and the banshees wannabe and somehow, i just can't be the one to put that image out there...unless, of course, all ya'll twist my arm and make me do it. . .

here's siousxie

week 7

just because it happened! yep, that's right, the new orleans saints took it 22-16 over the atlanta falcons! and next week they play the san francisco 49er's...it could happen for the saints...they could take the rest of the season!

nina says it all...

south africa won the 2007 rugby world cup!

and it's an excuse for me to post some more smartass e-cards!!!




now, in the spirit of friendship and hands across the seas...save these and use them after super bowl sunday (february 3rd, 2008) because you know i'll tell you which team i'll be rooting for!

sounds

one of my favorite reads has spun off a new site, yep, dear kim and his ramblings of the bearded one has started an audio site! now you can hear other bloggers read their favorite stories here at the story tellers blog! what with the vlog's that are happening over at tony's and that cynical bastard, jay's place we'll soon be able to pick each other out in any crowd, just by the dulcet tones of all our lovely accents, sugar!

another find today was over at dh's a really cool video he nicked from tony anyway, ya'll have probably seen it already since we seem to be an incredibly close lot sometimes, but in a good way...

back later. . .

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let someone far away hear the sound of your voice today...if there's a chance to say something nice to another person, do it. make someone smile today!

in anticipation. . .

of the weekend!



there will probably be another post today...after i get some sleep

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it's raining here, has been since last night. not a hard, pounding rain, just a constant drizzle and it's warm, yep...78 degrees and climbing! hot, humid and overcast...perfect day for movie watching.

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late post and guess what showed up from netflix? three dorothy sayers mysteries..yep, besides shoes, i'm a sucker for english who-done-it's...lord peter whimsey and miss harriet vane! and a slice of death by chocolate cake (courtesy of a dear friend) and my gloom lifted and i am truly inspired!

for now. . .

so, of course, the weekend question is...what's your secret delight? i promise i won't tell a soul...but, come on...

dish, sugar! you can tell lil ole me

thursday or the begining of the end...

i've started the countdown! yep, in eight days i go back to what will, hopefully, be my last visit to the orthopedist! so, no more gloom, the end is in sight, there is a light at the end of this tunnel...or not...i mean, what if he says it's healed improperly? what if he has to actually do something to my foot? what if i have to wear some other type of bondage apparel? (sounds kinky, but trust me, it ain't)

O-H-M-Y-G-A-W-D!!!!!!


even worse...

what
if
i
can't
wear
high
heels

anymore?????????

i'm faint,
i am not well,

i am going to die!!!!

my beautiful shoes...have i told you about my shoes?

*sighing* yes, i am a shoe freak...shoes are the only things i LOVE shopping for..they are my downfall, yep, i've got them all...kitten heels, slingbacks, mules, strappy sandals, CFM pumps, ballet flats and more...i'll stop anywhere any time to gaze at a display of shoes, ask the MITM, he'll tell you...we can be walking down a street having a lovely conversation and then poof...i'm gone...he'll turn and yep, there i am, a few steps behind him..gazing lovingly at a display...i mean, i'll even look at mens shoes, childrens shoes...orthopedic shoes ...shoes fascinate me...but i do draw the line at crocs! back to shoes...i have to decide which left shoe to wear today...

i'll be back later.

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i knew it..yesterday was post 300...i didn't look until just now. appropriate topic for the milestone.

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go over right now and read this! manuel has found yet another story that needs to be shared! and while you're over at his place, check out his new tv show!!!

(go on...i'll wait)

hump day...

as in middle of the week, you silly monkeys! (i fell asleep last night while watching craig ferguson)(ya'll know how much i adore him, i mean , his voice)

anyway, today whilst talking to super nana i found out that she was inspired to use a poem i had posted here in her english class! neruda is absolutely the best for sparking the imagination/mind of teenagers or anyone for that matter...and that's what it's really all about in the end lighting the fire.

here's to teachers across the world!

ps. there's a popular bumper sticker that shows up around election time. it says: "if you can read this, thank a teacher!"

minor set back...

i've spent pretty much all of today (currently 1639h) slightly loopy, i.e. legitimately medicated...bad night full of dreams - the last one caused me to wake screaming! twisted my foot when i woke and it seems i somehow jerked my right side out of line...i really don't do well with little pain. i know, it could be worse, i'm 10 days away from the seeing the orthopedist and a full and complete recovery, so what's my problem? besides the fact that i'm completely dependent on others and that i have a major case of cabin fever...any ideas? suggestions, anecdotes?

channeling scarlett now

1847h update:

thanks to adjility! forget scarlett, it's all about christopher walken!

for mago

time

as i started this post i saw a note from blogger saying "scheduled outage at 4pm pdt" so what did i do? check my watch? check the computer clock? no, mac gurlie that i am...let's open the widgets! which is what i did..and there they were all of my little clocks for time around the world on my screen! i love my mac!

i know there are a few of you out there on macs (hey, that's what the sitemeter says) so what about the rest of you? why haven't you converted to the glories of all things MAC? ;-)

look what i found!

found this over at rhian's and she found it someplace else, but bottomline....we now have a new place for smartass cards!!!

it was in the garden of eden

*taken by the MITM*

looking at numbers

milestones come and go.

sometimes we acknowledge them and others we let slip by quietly, only noticed mentally and then forgotten. i am 7 posts away from 300 and that surprises me! i looked at my early posts and the comments that were left...always supportive and encouraging and probably why i'm looking at 300 soon.

thanks indy and expat@large. and thanks to all of YOU for reading, commenting and sharing.

so, of course, i'll totally forget the actual number, but then would you expect anything else?


BUT, more importantly....tonight it's new orleans @ seattle ...that's right saints v. seahawks ...i'm hoping that week 6 brings the saints a victory.

the pause that refreshes or . . .

thanks to all ya'll for not only stopping by, but for leaving notes of support/good cheer!

anonymous boxer
tony
paddy
tallulahbloom
mago
dive
kim ayres
tc
super nana
ellie
dr maroon
manuel
istvanski

and also, thanks to those of you who didn't comment, but dropped by during my hiatus ;-)

things are on track, work has been completed and even though i'm still sporting major hardware...i feel so much better!

BUT, something did happen while i was off daydreaming, i mean working, our fellow blogger and wit has decided to step away, so drop by paddy's and leave him a farewell note! i hope even though he's taking a blogging break, he'll still continue to read and comment! his swan song today:

miss otis regrets

ok, so it's late tuesday...and here i am posting...posting to tell all ya'll that i'm taking some personal days...

i'll be back in a couple, or so..or maybe just 1.

i'm just not sure.

be well.

and be nice whenever you can.

it all started with neruda

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

to whom it may concern

taking today off to continue vegging out in front of the tv watching football (yeah, that's right OUR GAME/OUR NAME) and design shows...

(yeah, hunt for red october and any given sunday are on the movie rotation, too!)

finally...

a google search that brought someone HERE...guess what the words were:


saturday stuck inside with broken foot


i am sooooooo feeling it...only thing going for me today is that it's RAINING AGAIN!


...ok, i'm done, back to reading...and watching movies....

and


listening to james taylor

urban eye or what i read in the new york times

george clooney yep, the gentleman has a new movie out today...and this review is stunning! the writing has to be some of the best i've read in ages.

a capital idea for women micro loans for women here in the us! actually, this is a variation on the grameen bank developed and used to assist the very poor in undeveloped and developing countries. the difference is in the amounts of the micro loans.

and finally, on the the kite runner draw your own conclusions...there is no simple answer and it's just a movie! nothing is ever as easy as it seems.

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she was one of the first blogs i read and now, thanks to tallulah, i've found her again. stop by petité's blog and read her new found literary discovery (you know the drill, you have to go look..i'm not telling)

early risers lament

sitemeters at 0345 are not a good thing to look at...you wonder how
someone in new delhi found you, but even more about why more familiar locations/people haven't shown up in ages...damn, i liked it better when i was going to bed at this hour, rather than waking up.

wandering

i've been visiting and reading and commenting..but mostly reading. today has been one of retrospection not only for me, but it seems many of you, too. is it the change of seasons, as nemoo/enrique said the other day? or is that we're all on some sort of cosmic brainwave? you know like minds sort of thing? i haven't a clue at times...about anything. indy is posting his 5 maxims of life, (an aside, t shirt gal has a great post on writing)...i could go on, but you get my drift ( i hope) oh yeah, then there was knudsen going on about his hypothetical question (go take a look) and almost all who answered had the same response...(go read it, i'm not telling) anyway, so here i am/we are...is it seasonal? beginning of fall/winter or spring/summer depending on your location...or are we all just tuned into the same radio show? or is this all part of dh's novel?

oh yeah, stay away from the media...talk about depressing. but if you must read/watch/listen to the news...go over and read swf42! talk about a hoot & a half (which is southern for really funny!)

2000 update
drop by tallulah's SHE'S ENGAGED!!!! i love weddings. . .

new material

i have none...that's it...total and complete mental breakdown/failure.


talk amongst yourselves.



i

need

to


go

back


to



bed.


i've got nothing


BUT the cap'n does!

1548 update:

my house is clean!!! i love merry maids

well, ok, then...

Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher

Open and raw, you would let your true self show for your portrait. And even if your painting turned out a bit dark, it would be honest.

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

been a busy day, but a good one...stopped by rhian's and found this! give it a try...

what next?

found this on daily candy and had to share it with ya'll!

Whimsy Press Greeting Cards

Can a line of greeting cards do justice to the breadth and depth of real human emotion? Yes. Observe a recent scene between a husband and wife, using only text from Whimsy Press’s new line of cards …

Interior, suburban home. WIFE enters.

WIFE (wringing hands): My children are sucking the life force out of me.
HUSBAND (rolling eyes): Save the drama for your mama. Seriously.
WIFE (frowning): What the F? Bite me.
HUSBAND (slamming door): Build a bridge. Get over it. Holla!
WIFE (yelling after him): There are other fish in the sea … and they have better jobs.
HUSBAND (yelling back): Shut up.

Silence. Door opens. HUSBAND enters.

HUSBAND (sheepishly): Have you lost weight?
WIFE (blushing): Shut up.
HUSBAND (more confident): You look so well rested.
WIFE (punching him playfully): Shut up.
HUSBAND (catching her hand): Seriously. I swear.
WIFE (tearing up): Could you be any sweeter?
HUSBAND (gazing into her eyes): We shall overcome.
WIFE (gazing back): That’s how we roll.

Embrace.


Available online at whimsypress.com.

this is going to be a good day and a great week... right?

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Buckaroo Banzai: Hey, hey, hey. Don't be mean. We don't have to be mean because, remember, no matter where you go, there you are.