i am staying home this year with my daughter and her boyfrien. champagne is on ice, assorted hors d'oeuvres savoury and sweet will be consumed. i don't know if i will make it to the bells!
what are you doing?
Saturday, December 31, 2011
wishing all of you a happy new year
i am staying home this year with my daughter and her boyfrien. champagne is on ice, assorted hors d'oeuvres savoury and sweet will be consumed. i don't know if i will make it to the bells!
what are you doing?
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
i hope you all had a lovely christmas
and were able to see your loved ones. i spent christmas at my brother's with his lovely wife, my parents, her parents, and our spawn. my sister and her husband were also able to join the festivities.
i got the all clear from the surgeon today, so am back to typing and job searching! he said all went well - next stop - therapy
Thursday, December 15, 2011
the moment is upon us!
this time tomorrow i will be under the knife to repair my torn rotator cuff. as i am not supposed to type for two weeks I will probably not be posting for that time. but we will see. i am always amazed at how well i can use my left hand!
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
do it for the family! please!
processing doubts
Althouse has a bit part of the latest obummer tellyfest.
i quite agree
Althouse has a bit part of the latest obummer tellyfest.
Hearing that, what stunned me was the way Obama processed the question in terms of his personal life with Michelle and seemed to reveal that he's not enjoying life as President and that Michelle isn't happy about it. Then he yanks himself out of that personal brooding and plugs in the appropriate, conventional, and utterly bland assertion that he's doing important things for people. And even that appropriate statement involves Michelle. Michelle and the "people out there."
i quite agree
Monday, December 12, 2011
a belated happy anniversary
on the 8th of December, my blogging father Tim Blair celebrated his 10th anniversary of blogging. i, however did not discover him until 2005 (or was it 2006?). i had been reading newspapers from different countries to get a more global picture, and travelled off to Oz - the Australian to be exact.
i believe it was in the opinion section that some one opined on his nasty right wing views, so naturally i had to check him out. i was hooked. his writings and the jovial and intelligent comments were a drink of water in a desert.
after he moved his blog to the Telegraph, it became monitored for comments and thus ended the realtime comments that had a true party atmosphere. due to to the 13 hour time difference, comments from the east coast USA had to wait to be monitored. while it changed the bacchanalian nature of the comments, it did not change him.
it was also at that time some commenters started their own blogs. Paco Enterprises and Kae inspired me to start mine.
here's to Tim and the great thoughts he puts into words so eloquently - may we have him around for another few decades!
i believe it was in the opinion section that some one opined on his nasty right wing views, so naturally i had to check him out. i was hooked. his writings and the jovial and intelligent comments were a drink of water in a desert.
after he moved his blog to the Telegraph, it became monitored for comments and thus ended the realtime comments that had a true party atmosphere. due to to the 13 hour time difference, comments from the east coast USA had to wait to be monitored. while it changed the bacchanalian nature of the comments, it did not change him.
it was also at that time some commenters started their own blogs. Paco Enterprises and Kae inspired me to start mine.
here's to Tim and the great thoughts he puts into words so eloquently - may we have him around for another few decades!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
go Army! beat Navy!
miss red finally muses
i dont let anyone get to know who i really am.. took me a long time to figure that out. i keep my thoughts to myself.
but come what may
i have just realized i don't know who i am
this past week, since my layoff, i have just been ambling and not really thinking
i think maybe i maybe a chameleon - if the leaf is green , then i am green. yet in the autumn i may be red, and when i fall to the ground i do not die, i become mulch. then with the mulch i give birth to the spring. but am i really different?
there are friends who see me as strong as thunder.
there are friends who see me with my heart on my sleeve
there are people who know me and are afraid
there are those who see me as frail
who knows how my family sees me
do any of my friends (who will never see this blog) see me as all of the above?
i am just pieces of who i am to whomever
i am just pieces to those who who †hink †hey know me,
i am just pieces to me
all of these thoughts are new to me in my new musings.
this is what happens when you find yourself without a net
stay with me my friends
but come what may
i have just realized i don't know who i am
this past week, since my layoff, i have just been ambling and not really thinking
i think maybe i maybe a chameleon - if the leaf is green , then i am green. yet in the autumn i may be red, and when i fall to the ground i do not die, i become mulch. then with the mulch i give birth to the spring. but am i really different?
there are friends who see me as strong as thunder.
there are friends who see me with my heart on my sleeve
there are people who know me and are afraid
there are those who see me as frail
who knows how my family sees me
do any of my friends (who will never see this blog) see me as all of the above?
i am just pieces of who i am to whomever
i am just pieces to those who who †hink †hey know me,
i am just pieces to me
all of these thoughts are new to me in my new musings.
this is what happens when you find yourself without a net
stay with me my friends
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
deja vu
once again, I am victim to a RIF. too bad. i really loved my job and thought i had two of the best bosses in the world!
oh well. i suppose i won't have any excuses for not posting more
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