In one way or another, I have kept a journal since age 12. I've kept an online journal called Musings since late 2002. My topics range from things that happen in my daily life to my thoughts on pop culture to my ponderings about everything from dreams to the secret thoughts of pets. In November 2007, I began mirroring it here, although I often included extras to this version, such as memes and quizzes. In February 2010, I stopped updating the original journal on my home page and instead started a writing journal there.
The beautiful, sweet dog in one of my icons is Una, my best friend and nurse dog for nearly 11 years, who passed away on October 22, 2010. She was my inspiration, and she taught me how to be a better friend and mother; a better person. My son, Kung Fu Panda (KFP for short), benefits from all the caregiving skills I learned in those 11 years. My husband, The Gryphon, probably does, as well!
The goals I established when I first begin an online journal remain the same: this is a way to explore the tangential, the seemingly accidental observations many of us overlook but which may, ultimately, be where all life and all mystery hinges.
In the meantime, here is the second Wild Violet posting to come out in the past two weeks. Not yet quite back to the weekly schedule, but hey, it's progress!
Featured Works: Week of Sep. 25 (Modern Life)
- Current Location:Our new apartment!
- Current Mood: accomplished
- Current Music:traffic noise and crickets
- Current Mood: accomplished
Yet, despite how much Mom read, I don't remember her picking up books a second or a third time. Rather, I was the one who would often pull down her books on children's literature to look up lurid nursery rhymes and half-forgotten dark Grim Brothers tales. Except the the often-used cookbook shelf, most of them simply gathered dust. For decades. And then she adopted dozens of cats, and all those books became unusable.
I guess going through the experience has taught me a lot, and my thoughts on what I'm willing to get rid of have changed. Now that we are moving to a new apartment -- in a better school district -- we need to serious pare down our possessions. Aside from the poetry books and writing manuals that I often reference -- and my collections of comedy-related biographies and vampire books -- I am saying good-bye to a good number of books now that I might otherwise have wanted to keep. Even the shelves of books "to read later" are being sorted, as I have to admit that, much as I may have once intended to read "Women Who Run with the Wolves" and be a good feminist, or read the half dozen Bruce Sterling books someone gave me and be a good cyberpunk, I never actually feel like picking them up.
My final test when on the fence was the same thing I do in bookstores: open the book to a page and read. If what I see doesn't excite me enough to want to know more, it went in the donation box.
As we were going through things at our Mom's house, my sister kept reminding me, "Memories aren't in things; they're in us." It made it easier to part with objects that would have been destined to clutter up our homes the same way they had cluttered up hers.
- Current Mood: contemplative
Naturally. Now that my back is starting to feel better after seizing up painfully two weeks ago, something else had to give. You know how, when you're near the end of the race, and you can see the finish line ahead of you, that's when your body starts to give in? I think that's what I'm experiencing.
( I must be about to hit my second wind.Collapse )
- Current Mood: hopeful
I have scanned in most of the really old photos for which I am seeking help with identification. Some of my Mom's high school classmates, with whom I connected through Facebook, have been very helpful. One of her surviving cousins also promised to help with the older ones, and I plan to write a letter to another cousin who's been doing genealogical work on one of the branches of her family, my maternal great-great-grandmother's side, the Hamptons (who were, as it turns out, Quakers just like my maternal grandmother's line). A couple friends who have done genealogical work are very excited about helping me untangle the web of my family's past. I also plan to contact a woman who wrote several books about Frackville, PA, my mom's hometown, in hopes that she will be able to help identify some of the very old photos. If you're curious, you can view what I have so far, from the 1890s to the early 1960s, in albums on my Flickr account.
After the latest parent-teacher conference, in which KFP's kindergarten teacher expressed concern that our school district doesn't have a gifted program adequate for KFP's abilities, we will be looking for a new place this summer, in a nearby school district with a better program. Wish us luck!
In suckier news, I did something to my back yesterday morning. I was just dropping down to sit, and my back seized up extremely painfully. I didn't hear anything pop, so my husband, The Gryphon, agrees it is probably a muscular problem. I am treating it with ibuprofen, Icy Hot, and stretches. Unfortunately, my sedentary transcription work aggravates my back, so I have to remember to keep moving. I hope this doesn't last very long. The last time I hurt my back, it took almost two full weeks to get back to normal.
Meantime, I've found a new obsession/stress reliever/creative project. I have embarked upon a Legacy Challenge in The Sims 2, where I will play 10 generations of a family, starting with one Sim I created, Aurora Brandywine. If you're interested in that sort of thing, you can read about it on my Sims journal, (simalyce). Here are the first three installments:
Aurora Goes to College
Aurora's Sophomore Year
- Current Mood: uncomfortable
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- Current Mood: nostalgic
Originally posted by clauderainsrm at Vote - Week 18
For US residents, today is “Tax Day”. (Although because of Emancipation Day - tomorrow - there is an extension until Monday to actually get your taxes in.)
Why am I bringing this seemingly random thing up in a post about voting?
Because we are paying a toll.
This was the first week without byes, without a safety net.
Which means anyone who misses the deadline is eliminated.
In this case, that means impoetry is leaving us.
Usually I’m sentimental. Not this time. *kicks Brian for such a hippie that he missed the deadline*
*kicks him one more time*.
Anyway - that’s one more spot forward for everyone else. Two more steps if you count that there is a sacrifice in this week’s poll. But that hasn’t officially happened yet, so let’s not get ahead of ourselves!
As for the rest of you - just because you are a little closer to the end, doesn’t mean you are safe.
The only thing “safe” about this week is that it’s safe to assume that you have some really good entries to read!
We are losing three contestants this week!
So make sure to read, comment and vote for your favorites! Then tell a friend to do the same!
The poll closes Monday, April 18th at 9pm EDT
Good luck to everyone!