Thursday, February 19, 2004
Tissue Roses from The Past
My 2nd grade teacher caught me playing with a rose made of tissues my older sister had given to me. (Okay, we were poor and this was a play toy...) The teacher asked me if I knew how to make the rose and because I wanted desperately to impress her I said yes. She asked me to show the whole class the very next day.
I got my first taste of cramming before an exam. My sister showed me how to make the rose and I practiced over and over again. Before my demonstration the next day, I kept my hands inside my desk practicing over and over again. I paid no attention to the lesson of the day and got scolded for the first time by a teacher. It ruined the whole experience for me and I skipped an entire step in my demonstration so noone in the class ever learned how to make the rose properly while mine always turned out pretty.
Posted at 09:18 pm by
DownHomeChick
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Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Went with GS to see her Mom today. The trip was good for us. Breakfast on the run was Coffee at McDonalds and Eclairs from P & C. She and I are both going through "family" issues at the moment. (With the size of our families combined...everyday IS a family moment.) A is planning what we believe may be a "secret" visit. GS wonders of the reason behind Ark's pending homecoming. Then there is my situation with R & his POA. <sigh> This was a man the family trusted. For the record... I have never trusted him. Seems now I know why. Trust your gut instincts!!! GS: Thank you so much for immediately sensing my need to vent and getting us IM'ing. It helped me work through the anger of the situation and find perspective. Te amo mi amiga intima.
Posted at 09:44 pm by
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I am watching as one of the most gifted entrepeneurs of this century dies of Alzheimers. This man happens to be part of my family. For any of you that do not know, Alzheimers is a disease that snarls and twists its way into the brain like a weed until it chokes the life out of a person. Until memories become whispers... barely audible anymore... I hope I never, ever get this disease not because I don't want it but because I do not want to put my children and those I love through this kind of heartache day after heartwrenching day...and, not even realize what it is doing to them, watching you fade away to nothingness.. I wouldn't wish this disease on my worst enemy...
Posted at 02:15 pm by
DownHomeChick
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I've been gone 14 years and sometimes I feel this panicked rush when it comes to GS. ..perhaps I'm afraid of losing her..now that have her back.... I am so LUCKY to have my best friend back! She is one of those friends who you can talk to for hours, or, sit in a room and not talk for hours. Her friendship is unending, her loyalty unfaltering. Our life experiences have molded us into different people and we embrace all the variances. Not having a friend like that in my life after having her...was hard and living so far away we lost touch so many times. Now, its like a blessing bestowed on me to have her. "make new friends but keep the old, one is silver but the other is gold..." Yep, she is my medallion.
Posted at 07:37 am by
DownHomeChick
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Tuesday, February 17, 2004
FROM GS
I called you this morning. You are working at home today; 3 jobs at once!, and the kids are off from school today. Yet you didn't hesitate!! You heard every word I said, even the first one as you picked up the phone already knowing it was me. -(the advantages of technology!)
You assuaged, encouraged, and shared unconditionally in my meanderings.. I wonder sometimes if people such as you get credit for the good that other people are able to, and indeed often do accomplish, due so much in part to the generous contributions you provide so unselfishly. And, you make it appear so effortless.. How I admire you! I must say- in case you don't already know, that: You are a resplendent boon to this wayfaring moon!..
Posted at 03:02 pm by Breize
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Funny that lastnight I should be writing about my former life in Corporate America. As fate would have it this morning I got an email from my old co-worker. Seems they want to know where all the contracts I negotiated might be located! SAY WHAT? HELLO? REPEAT THAT! #1 I've been gone for ALMOST a year! #2 Why would they just getting around to looking at contracts now? #3 Just what the bleep has the new person been doing if not aquainting themselves with contract expiration dates and what is or is not included for support in a contract from a vendor???? Perhaps this is confirmation that I made the right decision in leaving the executives to fight amongst themselves.
Posted at 10:16 am by
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