Yes Sir! Yes Sir!

"Most beds sleep up to six cats. Ten cats without the owner."

~Stephen Baker

Hendrix is a bit camera shy, I am not sure why, but he is, so for the most part I grant him his wish and don't snap a lot of photos of him. It's a shame though, because he is a darling little soul, and he is quite photogenic! The only reason I got this photo is because he was instructing me to take my shower, so I could get in bed for cuddle time. You see, he tucks us in at night, a ritual he started when Alan began working Sunday nights, and every other Monday night. Hendrix is a caregiver, and I am a lucky girl! The bed stays nice and warm with three cats and a husband in the bed. 

Mood: Happy

~Me :)

Brian Williams Lied

"You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees, and the stars. 

In the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul."

~Max Ehrmann

This year, 2015, is turning out to be no more rational, no more explainable, than last year was. Something clicked in me last year, early in the year, as we transitioned from one disaster to another, which made me believe that one day, perhaps midnight on New Year's Eve, everything would suddenly make sense. Plane crashes, gifted people overdosing, police shooting unarmed children. Planes shot down from the sky. Suicide. Not one bit of it made sense to me. NOT ONE BIT!

So, I had a million or so questions, and very few answers. I had high hopes for 2015. As the clock struck midnight, suddenly, everything would fall into place, every question would be answered. How could my thinking be so immature? Of course the answers wouldn't just come to me, or anyone else for that matter. Life doesn't make any sense, starting with each defying the odds of being conceived, and actually making it into the world we share? What was I thinking? NOTHING MAKES SENSE!

I remember when it used to, but then again, I think I recall the same lament from my parents! But when they complained, I took them aside and explained the Walkman to them, and the remote, and answering machines, and VCRs and microwave ovens and so on.

So, I am going to pretend you, my followers, are my children and ask you...

Q. Why did Brian Williams have to tell that stupid lie?

I always liked him.

I still like him. He's human. But now he is a little more human then he used to be.

Mood: Quiet

~Me :)

 

February Quince

"Groundhog found fog. New snows and blue toes. Fine and dandy for Valentine candy

Snow spittin; if you're not mitten-smitten, you'll be frostbitten! By jing-y feels spring-y."

~Old Farmer's Almanac 

This is one of the first photos taken with my new phone!

16 megapixels

5212 x 2988

Phase Detection Autofocus LED Flash

So far... I am IN LOVE!

Stay Tuned

I love my new phone. 

I love it so much, I am taking it out for Valentine's Day.

Mood: Happy

~Me :)

Hi! It's A Girl! I Am Pretty Sure!

"The cell phone has become the adults transitional object, replacing the 

toddler's teddy bear for comfort an a sense of belonging."

~Margaret Heffernan

It's here, It's here, IT'S HERE! My newest child was delivered at 12:31 PM this afternoon. I turned it over, spanked it, and guess what, it's a girl!

And I am busy dressing the new baby, and setting up it's schedule, so this is a quick post for today! 

See ya tomorrow, with baby's first picture! Of something. 

Mood: Happy

~Me :)

Faces

"Nothing is a portrait is a matter of indifference. 

Gesture, grimace, clothing, decor even... all must combine to realize a character."

~Charles Baudelaire

I came across this selfie I took back in 2009. My hair is really short in this photo, and I haven't cut it since, so right now it's really long. It's just about time to cut it again! They say women shouldn't wear long hair after the age of 50, but I don't know, Jane Seymour looks amazing with long hair, as does Elizabeth Hurley. Well, actually, Elizabeth Hurley doesn't turn 50 until June, but it wouldn't matter how she wore her hair, she would look fabulous! I like long hair, but I might go ahead and cut it anyway, just so it won't take so long to dry it. Hmmm... will I cut it? I am not sure.

Mood: Happy

~Me :)

S

Razors pain you, rivers are damp.

Acids stain you, and drugs cause a cramp.

Guns aren't lawful. Nooses give.

Gas smells awful, so you might as well live.

~Dorothy Parker

  Enough Rope

As I begin yet another Monday, I am thinking about someone I have never met, and probably never will. Bobbi Kristina Brown. She is the daughter of Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston, and as I write this, all news reports seem to be indicating that she is, in effect, brain dead. She was found Saturday, face down in the bathtub of her home in Georgia. The whole situation is eerily reminiscent of the way her mother was found dead, nearly three years ago. It's all so sad. Bobbi Kristina is so young, a pretty, and talented girl, who could have enjoyed a bright future, but instead she apparently gave into the pain of losing her mother. Not much has been said about the incident, I am sure more will come out in the next few days and weeks, but right now it's all just so tragic, although I have to admit, it doesn't really surprise me much. If it wasn't deliberate, and it was an accidental overdose, either way, I wish she would have had some stronger support for her emotional needs. I wish she could have found a way to manage her pain, without dulling it, by putting a drug band-aid on it. I wish something could have been done for her well being. 

I have been so lucky in my life. When I was deeply depressed, and considering my own life, and whether it was worth working through the pain I was in, I was amazingly lucky to find resources to strengthen me. At the time it all seemed useless, and it didn't make a lot of sense when my therapist spoke to me, in fact I told her that when she spoke, all I heard was blah, blah, blah. I knew she was speaking, but I couldn't seem to comprehend the words. She told me she understood, and it was normal to feel that way, but encouraged me to stay with it. She explained that I was indeed retaining the words she was saying, and their meaning, and that one day I would be able to understand them in context. And she was right. I did one day. I was in such deep pain, for a very long time, and then one day, and I was numb all over. I had zero emotion on most days, and for a while I couldn't pick out my own clothing. Nothing looked right together. It's called Anhedonia, and it lasted the better part of three years. I see now, that the Anhedonia is probably what saved me. I took a break from feeling anything, until I could face the pain, and process the skills I had learned to handle it. 

The best piece of advice I ever got, in my entire life, my doctor told me when I was in the deep end of the emotional pool...

"Suicide is the ultimate FUCK YOU that you can't take back."

~Dr. B.

I hate suicide. I hate it's lies. I hate it's truths. 

I just hate it!

Mood: Quiet

~Me

Yay... It's Finally Here!

"To be honest, I think all cell phones were made by the devil."

~Joe Hill

NOS4A2

Done and done. My new cell phone will be the Samsung Galaxy S5. I just ordered it from Amazon.com, and it will arrive sometime on Tuesday. Finally! Sweet relief from that turd phone I have been carrying around for two years. I will be sitting by the front door for the next couple of days, just in case, you know, they change their minds and send it sooner! I ordered my new phone in black, accidentally, because I am older than GOD. I meant to order the cute copper gold color, but somehow, got it wrong! It's fine though, because I ordered some cute and colorful gel cases so actually my phone will appear to be black and probably pink. God I hate ordering new cell phones and dealing with AT&T. Everything has gotten so complicated.

Remember the good old days when all cell phones cost $600.00 and all phone calls were 65 cents a minute? And it was considered cutting edge to find one that was under 1 1/2 ft long? I got my first cell phone in the late 1990's because, frankly, up until then, I didn't want to be bothered. Finally, Alan told me to get one, because I was working and he wanted me to have a phone in case I got stuck somewhere. I am a bit of a girly girl, and he wanted to know I could reach him if I needed him.

Since that first cell phone, I have had a no frills flat Nokia phone, a slide phone, a flip phone, a Sony Walkman phone, and including my new phone, 4 Androids! Sheesh... that's a lot of phones! And the funny thing is, I don't even know all that many people! LOL. But with the invention of the cell phone, I don't really have to! LOL. I got my games, my social media and Alan and I text ALL the time! Plus I have all the music I need to break into dance suddenly, if need be, and all the books I could possibly read in my Kindle account! Life is good!

But hey, just for fun, take a look at this Youtube clip of a woman, an actress I assume, holding what appears to be a cell phone in the 1928 Charlie Chaplin film, The Circus, and give me your take on it! Is the woman really holding a cell phone, and if she isn't, what could it be? To me it seems like she is, as she can be clearly seen talking into some kind of device! It's not a toaster! It's not an iron! But cell phones weren't even invented yet, so if it isn't a cell phone, doesn't that really an much bigger questions need to be asked? Like are there such things as parallel universes? Could it be she was an alien, and they missed how advanced we were by a couple decades? You must admit, it's all very mysterious!

"People are strange, when you're a stranger, faces look ugly, when you're alone."

~Jim Morrison

The Doors

People Are Strange

Mood: Happy

~Me :)