Sunday, Oct. 22, 2006
Thanks & Parade
Thank you to whoever was kind enough to buy me a SuperGold membership again. I had planned on doing so myself once I get paid this week, barring catastrophe, but it was a very nice surprise this morning to get an email from Andrew.
I think I've said it before, but I'm constantly amazed at the generosity I encounter from online friends, and have since way back when. Sometimes it's been just holding my proverbial hand while my life was falling apart; one person actually ordered me a DVD player, out of the blue! And no, I don't want or expect someone here to send me a DVD player or anything like it. But it is such an incredible feeling of warmth to know that the folks who talk to you really are the generous souls their words convey.
Again, thank you.
I decided to get ambitious this morning - got up relatively early (for a weekend, anyway) and whipped up an oatmeal-raising coffee cake. It was originally meant to be muffins, but at the moment we don't have a big enough working oven to use a muffin tin, so I improvised. Meh, it tastes the same either way.
The kitchen isn't spotless at this point but it's not too bad. I did the dishes as I went, minus the pan I used for baking and the small plates and forks we just used to eat. I'll clean those up shortly, too, and probably mop the floor. I'm going to beg and wheedle and I imagine I can get MC to do a load or two of laundry. It's not like it's rocket science - and even if it was, it's not like he's not smart enough to figure it out.
I am actually feeling good today, and would really like to keep it that way if at all possible. Yesterday just a short walk downtown, even with a fairly prolonged stop to rest, left me completely drained. Vitamin deficiencies are so much fun. NOT!
On yesterday's issue of privacy, another friend of mine gave me permission to use this example:
Her dad also has an online blog. In it he posted full names, photos, home addresses and work addresses for his entire family, including all the details on his young grandchildren. These same grandchildren live in an area of about 6-8 registered sex offenders per square mile, just for kicks. (You can look that up online.) And that's just the registered ones, darlin'.
Dear old dad didn't get why his daughter and son-in-law - the kids' parents - came unglued over his complete and utter lack of a clue.
Well, I'm going to sign off for the day. I've got laundry to train MC to do, and we're going to catch the Helldorado parade. That was the deal: if I go to the parade with MC, he's learning to do the laundry!
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )