Small fire

Happy Birthday, Caroline!  I suggested she put all 12 candles on one cupcake, and she thought it was the best idea ever.

Ahem, me too.  :)

#SparklyGirl #WhatABeauty #TwelveYearsOld #Daughters #Birthdays #Love

"A day that will live in infamy . . ."

Today is Pearl Harbor Day. I heard a big fireworks show from downtown. Glad to know America still appreciates the sacrifices and leadership of our armed forces - then and now.

Cleaning out while decorating

I think watching the TV show "Hoarders" is getting to me. As I've been getting out the Christmas decorations, I've noticed there are a lot of things in the holiday tubs that we really don't even use.  I cleaned out the Halloween and Thanksgiving ones, and they are organized and free of stuff we haven't used since, well, feels like forever. I might even be able to get everything into two boxes instead of three.  Yay!  *CoughCoughGarageSale*

And....... the big day is only 19 days away. Just haddd to say it ;-)


#NaBloPoMo #DaySix

CG's 12th birthday

Happy Birthday to my sweet daughter CGB, who is 12 years old today.  When she was born, she weighed a not-whopping 6 lbs., 11 oz., and was only 18 and 3/4 inches long. Munchkin baby! Now she and I wear the same shoe size. 

Pictures tomorrow due to late hour.

But I'm posting this because I am sticking to the #NaBloPoMo #DayFive

Circadian Rhythms

Circadian rhythms are the reason I canNOT wake up in the morning before 7:00 a.m.  No matter how many times I set the alarm earlier & earlier, I can't get my body to conform to the clock. It keeps telling me it's going with the light and dark of the day, and I need to get rid of that stupid clock anyway because I know perfectly well I ain't gettin' up till it's light.

 

Too bad that wouldn't be a legit reason for being late to work!

 

I was thinking of rigging up a bright light in my room, and then putting a timer on it so it will just turn on about the same time as my alarm.  It could fake out my body!

 

HAHAHAHAHA

 

Just kidding. I've put timers on my lamps so my African violets can be babied, but I don't know if there's a light bright enough to wake me up while my brain & body are still waiting for our side of the earth to light up.



 

This is what I need shining straight through the window!

 

Google Chrome is gone for good

No self-help articles I've read or troubleshooting forums I've researched can fix my Chrome problems. I still don't understand howI lost all the bookmarks in the first place. I'm on my 4th attempt: uninstall, repair, reinstall, still doesn't work. Nothing happens when I open it except I get a blank page that won't load anything.  Most of the people having trouble are using Windows 7. I have Vista, so I'm at a loss. 

Farewell, Chrome, I've been pining away for you, but it's not meant to be, apparently.  ;-)

Un-dreaded Tuesday

I'm thrilled to report that it was not a dreadful Tuesday for me. It started out with minor annoyances--meh, easy ones to let go. Then I get to the office, and the time flies so fast. In the good way :)

Came home, ate pot roast, rice, and raw cukes & carrots. JS was still hungry and made 4 pieces of jelly toast, even though there wasn't a morsel of the pot roast left. :O

Dishes washed, kitchen cleaned, and another load of clothes in the dryer thanks to BBQ sauce and jelly on the white polo shirt, of course.

His Royal Highness was escorted briskly around the park with his ever-present entourage, which consists of me and the two chickadees who are getting way too old to be called chickadees anymore.

Both kids are cleaned up and about to be herded into bed after Caroline's clarinet practice. Fresh laundry folded or hung.

I plan to write a little. The last time I worked on poetry or fiction was Nov. 21. I couldn't believe it when I checked. I've been reading more, but I think this is the longest time spent away from the story in recent months.

Trying to post every day for a month for the #NaBloPoMo challenge I saw on Twitter. It stands for "National Blog Posting Month." Let's see if this helps me keep a consistent deadline. ha ha

And there you have it: "Lifestyles of the (Someday Will Be) Rich & Famous." I wanted to document the everyday things that happen so it will remind me of all I have to be grateful for when I'm feeling icky.

Tomorrow--installment #3.

Tanka poems

A couple of the tanka poems I've written since I last mentioned them.

To see fresh green peer

out from the bottom of a

stalk that looks dead brown

means rebirth will come in the

midst of deaths I alone feel. ©

Yellow sunlight is                                                      

the cure for my red despair;

its heat fades to warmth

that bestows healing and a

spiritual infusion. © 


Kind comments are welcome.  :)

Grateful for comedy

Caroline saw me with a runny nose today, and was concerned about small tears in my eyes. I wanted to make sure I explained to her that it was from being happy, not sad.  I told her how proud I was of her and I loved her sweetness and that she was smart and beautiful. We chatted for a while, and she mentioned she was going to tell her PE coach that she was still mad at him for making her run the mile backwards—the opposite way instead of the normal way. (I made sure to ask if it was literally running backwards, but it wasn't, lol.)  I told her it was possible the coach thought she had real potential and was making her work harder because of it.

“No, Mom, it was because I wouldn’t stop talking in class.”

A few minutes after that, I interrupted John Sam from the online game “Clash of Titans” on his new phone.  Surprisingly, he focused on my words instead of the game. I reminded him that he was the baby who made me a mommy.  I told him he was growing into a wonderful (and HANDSOME) young man and how happy and proud I was that he was so thoughtful and had such a generous and kind spirit. 

“That’s why I don’t have any money, Mom.”

Hurricanes & Gamecocks

It was all about the "U" today because Miami Hurricanes beat the tar out of the NC Tarheels.

Heartbreak for Gamecocks!  Still a good matchup athletically--down to the wire. Blowout games aren't much fun to watch, even if the team you like is winning.  And to think about four minutes ago I was getting to post SC had won and call it a night. Wowza!  Might be a little hard to sleep since the game was exciting :)

Brrrrr!  Good night O-town, and just FYI, I don't like 54 degrees!