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Sunday Stealing: Over the Top


15 Nov

Not much Sunday left, but hey, I’ve been busy sleeping. mmm’kay? This is the Sunday Stealing Meme which perpetuates thievery amongst bloggers. I support it by playing every now and then.

cacti1Part One – Describe:

Your hair? I have some.

Your mother? Now in Monterey.

Your father? Not in Monterey, or anyplace else, for that matter.

Your favorite food? Can be found at Olive Garden.

Your dream last night? My brother Jim squished a large rat in the closet.

Your favorite drink? Water.

Your dream/goal? Aren’t I a bit old for those?

The room are you in? I are in the livingroom.

Your hobby? Writing fan fiction that some people won’t ever read.

Your fear? There’s not enough space here.

Your TV? A big one.

Your Pets? One medium sized, one large, and small.

Friends? I’ve got ‘em.

Your life? Still here and counting.

Your mood? I’m in one.

If you’re missing someone? Two brothers.

Your best friend? Cindy!

Part Two – The Where’s?

Where do you want to be in 6 years? In my new rocking chair.

Where were you last night? Who’s askin’?

Where did you grow up? Next to Lancer, my royal blue great dane.

One place that I go to over and over? My imagination.

Your favorite place to eat out? Olive Garden!

Wish list items? Right here on Amazon. Eight pages of books, toys, games, jewelry, and clothing.

Last time you laughed? Everytime I see this:

Last time you cried? Everytime I hear this:

Part Three – The What’s?

Something that you aren’t? Entirely serious.

Last thing you did? Ate a piece of herbed fish.

What are you wearing? None of your beeswax.

Something you’re not wearing? A Lone Ranger mask.

Your favorite store? Amazon!

I’m Not Allowed?


13 Nov

I’m not Catholic. I consider myself a lapsed Episcopalian since I haven’t been to church in nearly two decades.

Because I’m not Catholic, or part of any other denomination from where my lovely icons came from, I’m being told I’m being disrespectful.

Say what?

I love my rosary, which is highly black lacquered wood interspersed with brass beads from Poland. At the center of the cross there is a small magnifying dome over a very tiny printing of the Lord’s Prayer. My eyes don’t allow me to see it anymore, but I like knowing that it is there. I have it hanging on my bedpost right where I can touch it when I wake from some of my worst nightmares.

I don’t use my rosary to aid me in my prayers; I’m not sure I really know how. But do I disrespect it? No, I don’t. It brings me peace and sometimes I like wearing the rosary with my black dress (the one that my husband says makes me look like a little nun!). I rarely can go out on my own these days, and just having my rosary with me, gives me a bit of an encouragement boost to my spirit.

Here’s a photo of my most favorite icon, which I’m told I shouldn’t have hanging anywhere in my house because I’m not Catholic.

Mary_Postcard

This was a postcard that my great Aunt Lulu purchased when she visited the Vatican in 1945. My great aunt was Catholic. The postcard was given to my mother along with a prayer bible, a bookmark with the Lord’s Prayer on it and a pretty, small prayer card of silk embroidered with a prayer to the Virgin Mary.

My mom kept the postcard framed in cheap frames until she married dad in 1961 when she had it professionally framed. When I was born in 1962 mom hung the postcard in my nursery. She did the same with it for each of my brothers when they were born. I came into possession of the image after my parents divorce and when mom and I moved to Monterey, CA.

I kept the image hanging in my room until I was married. Then, for some odd reason, I hung the postcard in our bathroom behind the door. Any artist will tell you that it’s rather stupid hanging anything that is not proofed against steam and moisture in a bathroom. My mother told me quite a few times not to do that.

For sixteen years, the postcard has hung, behind the door, in various bathrooms. There is no mold, or any kind of corruption that you’d find with any other picture. The only damage it retains is from the time the framed image had some water drip upon the rough linen wrapped mat when cold weather broke some water pipes in our house in Hermann, MO and we were on vacation.

This will be buried with me because Mary has given me comfort and peace so many times in my life that I’m reluctant to let her go and I have no one to pass her onto.

Don’t tell me I’m not allowed. Peace, comfort, inspiration is available to all. No matter what form it might be in.

So, there.

Disease, Sesame Street – Hey! It’s a Meme!


05 Nov

Der legal-type instruction based text as blatantly copied from but not as colorful as it is on Thursday Thunks:

Welcome to the November 5th version of Thursday Thunks! (which we always seem to post on Wednesday). Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!

We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want. Write about it on your blog… simple as that. Maybe you can interpret it as a picture – we don’t care!

Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post. Please mention us in your post, and link back to the blog here.

Don’t forget to go visit the other participants’ blogs. Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks! Thats what all this is about afterall, isn’t it? We’ll have so much fun and become lifelong friends….

This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by Kimber, the color of sweet potato pie and the number B12.

1. Mad Cow disease, Bird Flu, Swine Flu…what barnyard animal will cause the next big outbreak of disease? I’m going to go with the Dodo as the harbinger of our next, great pandemic. Yes, I know the Dodo is extinct, but you see, I have had a vision that the Dodo will be found on an isolated island in the Hebrides. The bird will be found by some recreational sailors that get blown off course by “Dirk” a freak hurricane/cyclone/mother-in-law. The recreational sailors, Billy and Bob, take the funny-looking bird back home to Tennessee where it gets a cold, sneezes, and does away with all of Dolly Parton’s relatives.

I could go on, but it just kind of gets gross from there. This will happen before the End of Days (Mayan Calender) on April 1st, 2011.

Snuffy312. Sesame Street turns 40 this month. If you were to be on Sesame Street, which character would you want to be in a scene with? Oscar the Grouch because, you know, he’s got all the best gossip. Of course, my mushy, squidgy side would have to also visit Snuffleupagus, because, he’s real and so sweet!

3. We are out shopping for a new laptop. Which one do you pick and why? Do you really think I’m going to tell you? You might cheat and go for the same one. Or, you might decide to tell me that I really don’t know what I’m talking about while you grab that eBook.

4. Have you ever dried a flower in a book (pressing)? If so what was the flower and the name of the book? The Random House Unabridged Dictionary (Hardcover) – thin pages, really freakin’ heavy book. I pressed a four leaf clover, a violet, and a pansy.

5. Do you think it’s important to study other planets? If so, why or why not?
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Hu? What? Sorry, was doing a bit of stargazing. What was the question? Oh. Well, yeah. Because we should… uhm… never stop seeking knowledge. Yeah. That’s what Carl Sagan probably said. What? He’s dead? Oh. Well, no one told me. Scuse me, but I thought I saw a falling star.

6. Have you ever walked out of a movie at the theater? What was the movie, how much was the ticket and why did you walk out? Yes. Natural Born Killers. $8.50 a piece.

7. Does the city/town you live in have traffic enforcement cameras? Have you ever gotten a citation/ticket/fine from one? If so, did you pay or fight it? I don’t drive, so I’ve no idea. And, as a walker, I’m too smart to cross a street without a signal.

8. If your neighbor is having a baby would you buy a baby gift for them? No. I don’t know them and the husband is a bit on the psychotic side. I had been thinking of a condolence card for the newborn but the husband put the kaibosh on that thought.

Just so you don’t think I’m a complete baby-hater, my brother-in-law will be the father of twins on the 16th.

9. How many questions are too many questions? In what context? If you’re interviewing me, I can deal with as many as you’d like as long as you don’t mention that… well, you’re not supposed to mention it, therefore, neither can I. Now, if you were interrogating me, one question is one too many, but if you’re adding torture into the mix, I suppose I’d have to answer them all. Sue me, but I don’t care for pain and if you even look weird at my fingernails, I’ll tell you how many troops we have in Istanbul and Constantinople.

Finally, if you’re asking how many questions are too many for a meme, well, I think any over eight’s a bit much, don’t you?

10. Do you have a handwritten journal you write in everyday? No. But I love blank books.

11. Have you already made plans for 2010? We’ll go to Olive Garden for the fried ravioli and Tirimisu.

12. Thursday Thunks has a huge party for all those who play along each week. Where is the party, how long does it last and does Kimber fall off the roof dropping crayons? If so, what color of crayon does she fall on? The party is in Bugtussle, OK (did anyone find the permit???). Since SOMEone lost the permit, we’ll probably party until the state troopers come in and arrest all of us, except me, that is. I don’t attend parties. Kimber would bet impaled upon the Magenta crayon, but she’ll feel much better come Monday.

13. We may have “blogger celebrity” questions in the near future. Are you excited? Did you call my agent? This is the first I’ve heard of it. No, I’m not excited, I’m *bleeped*! Why wasn’t I told?!

Is this over? Good. That’s thirty minutes lost forever. Where’s my bagel?! My bagel should be waiting here for me, demmit!!

*trudging disgustedly off, stage left*

Ya want somethin’ done right, ya gotta do it yerself… bastards.

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