Sunday, May 31, 2009

it's really chilly!
hope the hockey game goes well!

Pro-science: Words have consequences

Pro-science: Words have consequences

i loved this. got it from a fb friend. i think it has an otherworldly

went to my scholarship meeting. i am SO proud of the owls members and the committee members and the ladies auxiliary as well.

since 2001(i wasn't a committee member that year)the owls has awarded 44 scholarships at 500.00 apiece for a total as of this june of 22,750.00 dollars!

the club is in a very small town and everyone is so generous with their time and their money for this good cause.

my thanks to everyone involved.
George Tiller Killed: Abortion Doctor Shot At Church

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The Pennycandystore Beyond The El

Lawrence Ferlinghetti

The pennycandystore beyond the El
is where i first
fell in love
with unreality
Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom
of that september afternoon
A cat upon the counter moved among
the licorice sticks
and tootsie rolls
and Oh Boy Gum

Outside the leaves were falling as they died

A wind had blown away the sun

A girl ran in
Her hair was rainy
Her breasts were breathless in the little room

Outside the leaves were falling
and they cried
Too soon! too soon!

Saturday, May 30, 2009

well, my mother went home and everyone at the highrise was glad to see her. she's glad to be back there too.

she values her independence.
If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them.

-Francis Bacon, Essays, Of Goodness and Goodness of Nature, 1625

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making

my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ....

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful.

But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers,

or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and

compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.

So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their

hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore.

I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever,

but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).

(i just got this e-mail from my uncle gabe. he and my aunt betty are the best!)

veeerrrrryyyy interesting!

who can't see that he's just trying to save his own ASS??!!

up and at 'em!

i LOVE stephen!

Friday, May 29, 2009

nighty night babies.

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back in the day!
this is an old poem of mine. i haven't written much in ages. a combo of writer's block and meds i think.
i have been slowly working on my book. someday.

"somedaaayyy my book will be done..."

bordom and anger
in the rain

he's bored
and that makes him angry
the rain outside gives a reason
the steady beat
reminds him of a dance
long over.

fists beat time
with the rain
adrenaline rush, bored no longer
dances around the room
tears up a steady beat
in time with the rain.

spitt'n image o me!
i love this so i'm posting it again!

Phenomenal Woman

by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
made mom some pastine and egg(italian penicillin)so she ate solid food this morning!
she's going to say again tonight til i am sure she's steady on her feet. she's reading the paper right now.

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Doctor! I swallowed a pillow!
Patient: Doctor, I think I swallowed a pillow.

Doctor: How do you feel?

Patient: A little down in the mouth.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

night-night babies. dream deep.

this picture reminds me of my chester. still miss him!

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Pat Robertson: I'm a financial wiz

Jonathan Berr

May 27th 2009 at 5:00PMText SizeAAA Filed under: Columns, People, Media

Who would have guessed that Pat Robertson -- best known for waging "war" on gays, cultural liberals and anything related to the Democratic Party -- was a financial genius? Yeah, I was shocked too.

But Robertson, who once linked Hurricane Katrina to legalized abortion and terrorism, is pushing a new book on personal finance. In an interview with Time magazine, amidst the discussion about 401(k)s and budgeting, the one-time Republican presidential candidate made the following statement:

"Well, actually I manage a couple of stock portfolios or funds or whatever you want to call 'em, and I think I've done relatively well with them," the magazine quotes him as saying. "My broker says I'm in the top 1 percent of fund managers with the results I've been having."...

(me-wow, he has no shame or end to his greed!

oh and if he's so sure the rapture's a com'n, why does he need all these millions that he has in his personal accounts???)
something different:

A Woman Homer Sung

by William Butler Yeats

If any man drew near
When I was young,
I thought, 'He holds her dear,'
And shook with hate and fear.
But O! 'twas bitter wrong
If he could pass her by
With an indifferent eye.

Whereon I wrote and wrought,
And now, being grey,
I dream that I have brought
To such a pitch my thought
That coming time can say,
'He shadowed in a glass
What thing her body was.'

For she had fiery blood
When I was young,
And trod so sweetly proud
As 'twere upon a cloud,
A woman Homer sung,
That life and letters seem
But an heroic dream.
muggy morning.
mom's up. we cleaned out her mouth like the surgeon said and put denture adhesive on the plate. it seems to be holding. i think she was bleeding too much for it to hold yesterday. i'm going to have the oxygen supply place bring the refill bottle here just in case she stays another night.

she is speaking clearer but she looks like she was punched in the mouth.

i was up most of last night listening for her. she is stubborn but sharp as a tack and VERY independent so she was supposed to call for me if she had to get up for the bathroom BUT, nope, there she was, twice last night trying to walk without me or the cane! my grandfather(her dad)always said the ferraro's have heads like rocks! he was pretty much spot on.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

geez i am tired. poor mom is lying down now. her face is beginning to swell worse but the bleeding has slowed. the oral surgeons office finally(after almost 5 hours)called back to suggest having her take out the denture and bite on 2 dry tea bags til the bleeding slowed and then put the denture back in. by the time they called, it had already slowed and i was afraid to move the denture for fear of starting it back up again.

the next republican that starts on "socialism" when health care reform is mentioned just MIGHT be sorry they ever brought it up!

this is beyond ridiculous. we had to go get her oxygen from her place and bring it here because she has to use oxygen when she sleeps, not during the day tho.

i'm wound as tight as a spring and i feel helpless because i know it hurts her and worries her and all i can do is give her the advil and make sure she gets some fluids in her and take her back and forth to the bathroom cause she is worn out.

i'll bet if she were a politician she'd have been admitted for overnight care.


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god! back from the hospital with my mother.
got there at 7:30 am. left about noon. she had the oral surgery done and they were very nice but there is NO f'ing way she should be here and not there over night!

she's 90 years old and her gums are bleeding and we've got a cold pack on her face and i'm a nervous wreck! called the oral surgeon's office to ask about the bleeding as per instructed. he never called back. called her regular dentist and they said to put ice on it. i've got a quick cold pack on it and she is changing the gauze in her mouth. the gauze is full of saliva and blood and i get clean and take the stained and put it in a bag so i can tell if it's getting worse.

i'm only 57 and i can remember even 25 years ago they kept you and let professional health care, nurses etc. care for you!

i do not have a health care degree!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Petraeus Endorses Obama's Plans To Close GITMO, End Torture

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for my friends that only watch FOX and listen to limbaugh.

what about this man's credibility???

haven't heard this in ages. enjoy.
See my Personality Profile

ah, go ahead. it's o.k!!!!

sharing an e-mail:

You won't believe what Rush Limbaugh just said. He accused President Obama of intentionally trying to wreck the economy, saying that Obama wants to put more people on welfare and food stamps, and implying that he wants to redistribute the country's wealth to Black people.[1]

This is not just an ugly attack on President Obama from Rush Limbaugh -- these are words from the man who is being held up as the face of the Republican Party. Virtually no Republican leaders have been willing to denounce his divisive rhetoric, or even disagree with him.[2] Instead, they say he's an important part of their party, and a friend.

When Republican leaders refuse to denounce this kind of race-baiting from someone they call a leader, the message they send is that they embrace it. It's time to force Republican officials to say where they stand. I've joined in publicly confronting them--will you join me?

Here's what Rush said about President Obama's economic policies:

"The objective is unemployment. The objective is more food stamp benefits. The objective is more unemployment benefits. The objective is an expanding welfare state. And the objective is to take the nation's wealth and return to it to the nation's quote, "rightful owners." Think reparations. Think forced reparations here if you want to understand what actually is going on."[3]

It's a direct appeal to racial fear and paranoia, and it's deeply insulting to the President, to Black people, and to anyone who cares about the future of this country. We've seen this kind of thing from Rush before.[4,5] But now, Republican politicians are refusing to denounce what he says, or even disagree with him. When they do, they usually take it back the next day, begging Rush to forgive them.[6]

Colin Powell is perhaps the only prominent Republican who has consistently stood up to Limbaugh and urged other Republicans to turn away from his divisive rhetoric. Powell recently said this: "I think what Rush does as an entertainer diminishes the party and intrudes or inserts into our public life a kind of nastiness that we would be better to do without."[7]

The response from Limbaugh and other Republicans? Rush repeated an old attack on Powell, accusing him of supporting Obama during the election solely based on race.[8] Meanwhile, Dick Cheney took to the airwaves to attack Powell and make it clear that he stands with Rush Limbaugh when it comes to the future of the Republican Party.[9]

Rush speaks. Republicans in government do the work.

You might think Rush and Cheney merely represent the party's extremes, but that misses the larger context. The Republican Party has made it clear that they don't want Obama to succeed--even if it means further damage to the economy and to the lives of everyday Americans. It's evident in the 'no' votes Republican members of Congress cast against Obama's budget, the refusal of Republican governors to allow stimulus dollars to flow into their states, and their leadership's refusal to denounce the rhetoric coming from Rush and others. Rush has said clearly that he wants Obama to fail, and Republican elected officials have been clear in their actions.

Please join me in demanding that Republican leaders say publicly where they stand. Do they reject Rush Limbaugh's divisive fear-mongering, or do they stand with him? If they refuse to denounce what Rush said, they'll be making it perfectly clear what the Republican Party stands for. will work to make sure the media tells the story.
just got back. had to go to oakland(ugh)with my mom for her exam before her dental work tomorrow. then we took her to a late lunch at kings. they had every tv there tuned into FOX! oh god. i lost my appetite as they savaged the supreme court pick and was gleeful about prop 8!
There is another sky

Emily Dickinson

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
gotta take my mom to the doc's for a visit later.

it's raining!

Monday, May 25, 2009

been a busy day! i'm done now. just finished planting all my flowers except for the inpatients and a small pot of italian flat leaf parsley. i ran out of soil.

went to lunch with some friends and we had a nice time.

went to a parade this morning. we threw tons of candy out to the kids and i brought a box of little doggy treats and gave them out to the people that had dogs there.
most of the dogs were small ones but there was 1 boxer there that had a face like my chester. i still miss him a lot.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

go susan!

You Are a Lavender Rose

You represent love at first sight and enchantment.

Your vibe: intense and intriguing

Falling in love with you is: deep and meaningful

still raining

Your Gemstone is Amber

Creative, happy, and logical.

You shine in any intellectual endeavor

Your Pop Star Name Is Brandy Thunder

You're Gonna Be a Star!

Your Supervillain Name is Typhoid Viper


The Man He Killed

by Thomas Hardy

Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!

But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face,
I shot at him as he at me,
And killed him in his place.

I shot him dead because--
Because he was my foe,
Just so: my foe of course he was;
That's clear enough; although

He thought he'd 'list, perhaps,
Off-hand like--just as I--
Was out of work--had sold his traps--
No other reason why.

Yes; quaint and curious war is!
You shoot a fellow down
You'd treat, if met where any bar is,
Or help to half a crown.

looks like rain's moving in. hope it doesn't last long.

i love this poster!

just a little holiday treat i'm sharing!
went to pudd'n boy's and gl's yesterday randy and boag and sara came over and sue d. and we had the hockey game on outside.
randy built a fire in the firepit and it was a lot of fun tho i need to learn how to shut up when politics are the subject matter and the people that are talking only watch fox news and christian programing.

i'm usually not loud, but yesterday for about 15 minutes it became loud with loads of arm and hand waving(me, i'm italian)i think sara took video of it on her phone! god, i probably looked like a lunatic.

i feel bad about that today!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

THIS cracked me up!
back from the annual trek to the cemetery.
saw the headstone of one of my old dentists. i found out another one of the girls i grew up with had died when i bumped into her headstone.


i posted this the other day on facebook and then after seeing it again on 2pj, i decided to put it on here.

interesting viewing.
grey skies, hopefully, no rain!
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and just WHO is the violence pushing person here?
the "unamerican"???

maybe old pat should go back and read the constitution!
i'm up and moving about!

got flowers to plant at the cemetery later.

Friday, May 22, 2009


FOX News Blogs » FOX Forum » Lanny Davis
May 19th, 2009 3:44 PM Eastern
LANNY DAVIS: It’s Time to Indict Cheney!
By Lanny Davis
Attorney/Former White House Special Counsel

I have written many times in this space that I oppose any criminal prosecution of prior-administration officials on torture or other issues relating to the Iraq War and the war on terrorism, especially those CIA interrogators who relied in good faith on the instructions of policymakers and the legal opinions issued by Justice Department senior officials.

I have agreed with President Obama on the need to look forward, not backward.


So as to Mr. Cheney: I think it is time to take him up on his implicit dare and indict him for violating the 1994 federal law against torture.


But I have changed my mind about the need to indict former Vice President Dick Cheney for complicity in illegal torture.

His insistence on putting himself on multiple TV programs and conservative radio talk shows, not only defending torture but offering the defense that it worked, has changed my mind.

Not only that — he went on to attack Mr. Obama as weakening the United States in the war on terrorism because Mr. Obama immediately announced that torture would no longer be allowed.

Them’s fighting words. They are also, in my view, reckless and irresponsible.

They seem to be laying down a marker that in case, God forbid, there is a terrorist attack, Mr. Cheney can be the first to blame it on Mr. Obama’s policies and say, “I told you so.”

Even more, they seem to be an in-your-face dare by Mr. Cheney to the U.S. criminal justice system: “I am Dick Cheney, I approved violations of the law in the name of the war on terror, and what are you going to do about it?”

It reminds me of Gary Hart’s reaction in the early days of his 1988 presidential campaign to the rumors of his womanizing. Mr. Hart denied the charge and then dared the media to catch him. Well, they took him up on his dare (specifically, the Miami Herald did). And they caught him at least in a compromising situation that led to his withdrawal from the campaign.

So as to Mr. Cheney: I think it is time to take him up on his implicit dare and indict him for violating the 1994 federal law against torture.

Not to do so, in light of Mr. Cheney’s arrogant public challenges, may reinforce the notion that Mr. Cheney can get away with lawbreaking, and be proud of it, because he is a former vice president, and because he is the tough, intimidating Dick Cheney who everyone (at least many) in the Bush administration feared.

So I think it’s important to take Mr. Cheney up on his challenge, despite all the disadvantages that had led me to oppose prosecutions of the former administration.

Here is what the indictment of Mr. Cheney would look like; it’s not that complicated.

First, as to the law: The 1994 federal law making torture illegal defines torture as “any act that causes severe pain or suffering, whether physical or mental, intentionally inflicted on a person for such purpose as obtaining from him or a third person information or a confession.”

The two top officials at the Office of Legal Counsel Jay S. Bybee (who is now a judge on the 9th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals) and John Yoo, now a professor at the University of California at Berkeley Law School tried in 2002 to “reinterpret” the term “severe pain” out of existence by requiring a torture victim to feel pain “equivalent in intensity to the pain accompanying serious physical injury, such as organ failure, impairment of bodily function, or even death.”

But their colleagues at Justice, not only at the OLC, but also the Criminal Division, repudiated their legal gymnastics and restated the definition of torture plainly set forth in the 1994 federal law and the Convention Against Torture. For this and other reasons, both Mr. Yoo and Mr. Bybee should at the very least be investigated for ethical violations and possible disbarment.

Second, as to the facts here is what we know or have good reason to believe:

» We know that waterboarding was intentionally used against detainees to obtain information.
» We know that waterboarding causes “severe pain or suffering.” It involves strapping a man to an inclined board with his head below his feet, wrapping a cloth across his face, and pouring water into his nostrils and mouth, which convinces the victim that he faces imminent death by drowning. It has been used as torture from the Inquisition to Nazi Germany, and was prosecuted as a war crime after World War II.
» Finally, there is strong circumstantial evidence that Mr. Cheney knew waterboarding was being used against detainees, that he expressly approved its use, or that he actually directed interrogators to use it. If any of these are true, then Mr. Cheney could be guilty under U.S. laws of being a co-conspirator or an accessory to a crime.
An indictment, of course, is only an accusation of criminal conduct. Mr. Cheney must be presumed innocent until a jury of his peers finds him guilty beyond a reasonable doubt.

Many people still think, and I was among them until recently, that it would be better not to put the country through the divisive and backward-looking experience of seeing a former vice president on trial for crimes committed while in office. But given Mr. Cheney’s decision to publicly attack the president on the subject, perhaps we have no choice but to take Mr. Cheney up on his challenge.

I am hoping that in the final analysis, the case of the People vs. Dick Cheney will provide all Americans with an opportunity to answer the vital question as to whether a democratic society based on moral values should defend the use of torture, even if at times it successfully obtains important information from a terrorist.

I am hoping our answer as a nation will be similar to the eloquent one provided by Israeli Supreme Court President Aharon Barak regarding the use of torture by the Israeli Security Services:

“This is the destiny of democracy, as not all means are acceptable to it, and not all practices employed by its enemies are open before it. Although a democracy must often fight with one hand tied behind its back, it nonetheless has the upper hand. Preserving the Rule of Law and recognition of an individual’s liberty constitutes an important component in its understanding of security. At the end of the day, they strengthen its spirit and its strength and allow it to overcome its difficulties.”

Lanny J. Davis, a Washington lawyer and former special counsel to President Clinton, served as a member of President George W. Bush’s Privacy and Civil Liberties Oversight Board. He is the author of “Scandal: How ‘Gotcha’ Politics Is Destroying America.”

This article appeared in Mr. Davis’s weekly column, “Purple Nation,” in the Washington Times on Monday, May 18, 2009.

oh go on-
you know you want to!
it's memorial day weekend:

Tell Defense Secretary Gates to hold Halliburton war profiteers accountable

The Department of Defense just gave $80 million in bonuses to KBR, a former subsidiary of Halliburton, for electrical wiring contracts in Iraq. But in a dramatic Senate hearing, the DoD's own documents revealed that U.S. soldiers have died via electrocution as a direct result of KBR's shoddy and substandard work.

Evidence revealed this week has shown that eighteen U.S. soldiers have died as a result of KBR's work -- including a decorated Green Beret whose death was classified by the U.S. Army Criminal Investigations Division as a "negligent homicide."

I just signed a petition asking Secretary of Defense Robert Gates to rescind the KBR bonuses, pursue criminal charges against the officials responsible for the electrocution deaths of U,S. soldiers, and stop awarding defense contracts to KBR & Halliburton. I hope you will, too. Please have a look and take action.

this is my everyday visitor.
he is a young turkey and he knows where the feeder is!

he stays and eats alongside of all of the birds and the squirrels and chipmunks.
they all seem to respect each other's space.

Just a reminder that Life In Balance will be performing here at Orion Generations Wellness Center this Saturday from 1pm-2:30 pm.

Call SPRING TIDES at 412-213-3900 for pre-registration!

Please see below for details regarding this particular Sound Session.

Hope you’re having a fantastic season!

K. Daimon Goga


4361 Route 8

Allison Park, PA 15101

Life In Balance

Two unique Pittsburgh Sound Healing Meditations and Activation.

Saturday May 23rd: Spring Tides at Orion Generations Wellness Center. Allison Park. 1pm

Sunday May 31st: Schoolhouse Yoga. Southside. 6pm.

Join us as we gather some good Pittsburgh vibes and energy before we begin our Florida journey in June.

Be part of our “Send Off to the Universal Light Workers Conference” with a two Pgh Sound Meditation Concerts.

Info on the Light Workers Conference:

The first of these two events happens:

On Saturday May 23rd at Spring Tides inside Orion Generations Wellness Center. Allison Park, 1pm till 2:30. Price $15.

Open your heart, as you become a sympathetic resonator in this musical healing alchemy.

Please bring a mat & blanket for comfort.

Spring Tides

This is a New Moon Sound Healing Meditation - Prepare your thought seeds and plant them under this Taurus moon. Orion Generation Wellness Center is located at 4361 William Flynn Highway (Route 8), Allison Park. Call 412-213-3900 for directions and info and for pre-registration. Spring Tides at Orion is very easy to find, offers plenty of free parking and the spacious room is filled with loving energy. If you haven't experienced a Life In Balance sound session in awhile - come and feel the evolution.

The Second Sound Healing Meditation will be held at Schoolhouse Yoga in Pittsburgh’s Southside.

Time and Date is Sunday May 31st. from 6 pm till 7:30. Price is $20

Schoolhouse Yoga on South Side is located at: 2737 East Carson Street. Pittsburgh. Call 412-401-4444 to reserve your space.

Click for detailed information.

This is a new location for us so lets anchor the energy together.

The Meditations: A Life In Balance sound Meditation and Activation integrates the listeners deep into the "Soul of their being", completely at peace within themselves and the world around them. The loving sound vibrations emitting from the Quartz Crystal Singing Bowls, World Flutes and custom made Synthesizers create a sound environment for transformation and spiritual awakening that balances the mind and body and gives access to the heart's natural healing energy and the love for all life emanating from the heart field.

Please pass along this information to those that wish to know.

Experience dimensional change … Experience Life In Balance

Activate – Oscillate. Join with us.

“Life In Balance music is so perfect for ascension. There is an eruption of great spiritual healing that happens while you take your next step in evolution.”

Sondra Ray, Author, Lecturer, Healer

Life In Balance


i bought some,"tan in a can" as i call fake tanning stuff and i put it on today when i got back.
time to go shower the stuff off!

and, FINALLY, we have a date for my mother to get her upper plate!
yes, it's only been 5 months of dialogue with the hospital because of the freaking INSURANCE COMPANY, but she will soon be able to eat something that can be CHEWED!

my mom has insurance, but they, in their infinite wisdom, didn't think it was necessary for a 90 year old woman with a bad heart to have the 3 remaining teeth in her upper jaw removed as an out patient in the hospital. they said it was "elective"
surgery. my mom weighs 100 pounds now (on a good day!) you might think she needs to be able to eat??!!

so, we finally got them to lower the cost of it all.
now, it's down to only 8 GRAND, from the 20 grand they originally wanted.
no thanks to her insurance. she is paying for it!

so, after she gets them out and they put the plate in she will come stay with me til she's feeling better. that shouldn't be long. my mother is as sharp as a tack and as stubborn as they come and she enjoys living on her own and having her privacy and being able to hang out with her friends.

p.s. thank you kathy c. for helping with everything!

some of the flowers for the cemetery
AND, only because i miss the smell of growing tomato plants-
TAH DAH, meet "sam", my lone tomato plant.

i know it's a silly waste because between the fact that i don't get much sun AND the groundhog family that was here way before i moved in, the tomatoes will not make it to my salads.
went grocery shopping this morning. nothing exciting.
hi boag!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Alba in the kitchen if you need me!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Albee a monkey's uncle!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Albert who!
Albert you don't know who this is!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Alberta who!
Alberta'll be over in a minute!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Alda who?
Alda time you knew who it was!

Thursday, May 21, 2009

ah, in dreams...
went and bought all of the flowers for the cemetery. whatever's left over i'll plant in the yard.
i was cleaning out my e-mail and found the coolest name on a scam e-mail.

the guy's name was mcjujublu !

i like it!
ah, the saga of the raccoon in the yard goes on:

the furry guy ended up climbing up my back deck, straddling the railing by the bird feeder and just laying there with his paws dangling down either side of the railing .

i looked out of my door, about 4 or 5 feet from him and he just laid there so i thought, "not good!" and closed the door and called 911. bless those guys, they are sweet.

2 cars show up, got the loop snare and the rifle and as they are coming in my front door the darn raccoon takes off over the hill.

i swear, he laid there for a full half an hour while i first watched him and then called the police and then they got here.

they said he may not be rabid, but have distemper.

i just don't want the critter around here infecting all the other furry critters that live in the back little stretch of woods!

the policemen were very understanding. i thanked them more than once.

this guy is out in my backyard as i type this. he looks and acts normal but i'm a little concerned.

i can't believe he isn't ashamed to even open his mouth let alone condemn someone else.

it's interesting tho, if you listen closely to his yammerings he manages to SOUND impressive even when he is really saying nothing at all that makes a point.

that does require a talent.
well max had his rabies shot and his checkup. waiting for the results of the bloodtest so he can start the heartguard.

yes, he IS fat. 33 lbs. but he isn't obese. the vet wants him to lose about 4 pounds. THAT should be fun to try!

the vet said he had a puggle there that was 50 lbs. now THAT must have been a chubby little sweetie! puggles, as he agreed, love to eat. they eat ANYTHING, max isn't unique in that.

beautiful morning!
max has a vet appt. later. has to get his shot and a checkup.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

special dreams babies!

some of the rocks i found and some i dragged up to put in my garden.

by Seamus Heaney

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pin rest; snug as a gun.

Under my window, a clean rasping sound
When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:
My father, digging. I look down

Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds
Bends low, comes up twenty years away
Stooping in rhythm through potato drills
Where he was digging.

The coarse boot nestled on the lug, the shaft
Against the inside knee was levered firmly.
He rooted out tall tops, buried the bright edge deep
To scatter new potatoes that we picked,
Loving their cool hardness in our hands.

By God, the old man could handle a spade.
Just like his old man.

My grandfather cut more turf in a day
Than any other man on Toner's bog.
Once I carried him milk in a bottle
Corked sloppily with paper. He straightened up
To drink it, then fell to right away
Nicking and slicing neatly, heaving sods
Over his shoulder, going down and down
For the good turf. Digging.

The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I've no spade to follow men like them.

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I'll dig with it.

just a reminder

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lovely morning today.
have to give max a bath later. he has a vet appt. tomorrow.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

this cracked me up. yes, it's a real store. yes, these are the real employees and yes, they all get along just peachy! enjoy:

Let It Enfold You

by Charles Bukowski

either peace or happiness,
let it enfold you

when i was a young man
I felt these things were
I had bad blood,a twisted
mind, a pecarious

I was hard as granite,I
leered at the
I trusted no man and
especially no

I was living a hell in
small rooms, I broke
things, smashed things,
walked through glass,
I challenged everything,
was continually being
evicted,jailed,in and
out of fights,in and aout
of my mind.
women were something
to screw and rail
at,i had no male

I changed jobs and
cities,I hated holidays,
newspapers, museums,
marriage, movies,
spiders, garbagemen,
english accents,spain,
france,italy,walnuts and
the color
algebra angred me,
opera sickened me,
charlie chaplin was a
and flowers were for

peace an happiness to me
were signs of
tenants of the weak

but as I went on with
my alley fights,
my suicidal years,
my passage through
any number of
women-it gradually
began to occur to
that I wasn't diffrent

from the
others, I was the same,

they were all fulsome
with hatred,
glossed over with petty
the men I fought in
alleys had hearts of stone.
everybody was nudging,
inching, cheating for
some insignificant
the lie was the
weapon and the
plot was
darkness was the

cautiously, I allowed
myself to feel good
at times.
I found moments of
peace in cheap
just staring at the
knobs of some
or listening to the
rain in the
the less i needed
the better i

maybe the other life had worn me
I no longer found
in topping somebody
in conversation.
or in mounting the
body of some poor
drunken female
whose life had
slipped away into

I could never accept
life as it was,
i could never gobble
down all its
but there were parts,
tenous magic parts
open for the

I re formulated
I don't know when,
but the change
something in me
relaxed, smoothed
i no longer had to
prove that i was a

I did'nt have to prove

I began to see things:
coffe cups lined up
behind a counter in a
or a dog walking along
a sidewalk.
or the way the mouse
on my dresser top
stopped there
with its body,
its ears,
its nose,
it was fixed,
a bit of life
caught within itself
and its eyes looked
at me
and they were
then- it was

I began to feel good,
I began to feel good
in the worst situations
and there were plenty
of those.
like say, the boss
behind his desk,
he is going to have
to fire me.

I've missed too many
he is dressed in a
suit, necktie, glasses,
he says, "i am going
to have to let you go"

"it's all right" i tell

He must do what he
must do, he has a
wife, a house, children.
expenses, most probably
a girlfreind.

I am sorry for him
he is caught.

I walk onto the blazing
the whole day is

(the whole world is at the
throat of the world,
everybody feels angry,
short-changed, cheated,
everybody is despondent,

I welcomed shots of
peace, tattered shards of

I embraced that stuff
like the hottest number,
like high heels,breasts,

(dont get me wrong,
there is such a thing as cockeyed optimism
that overlooks all
basic problems justr for
the sake of
this is a sheild and a

The knife got near my
throat again,
I almost turned on the
but when the good
moments arrived
I did'nt fight them off
like an alley
I let them take me,
i luxuriated in them,
I bade them welcome
I even looked into
the mirror
once having thought
myself to be
I now liked what
I saw,almost
a bit ripped and
odd turns,
but all in all,
not too bad,
almost handsome,
better at least than
some of those movie
star faces
like the cheeks of
a babys

and finally I discovered
real feelings fo
like latley,
like this morning,
as I was leaving,
for the track,
i saw my wif in bed,
just the
shape of
her head there
(not forgetting
centuries of the living
and the dead and
the dying,
the pyarimids,
Mozart dead
but his music still
there in the
room, weeds growing,
the earth turning,
the toteboard waiting for
I saw the shape of my
wife's head,
she so still,
i ached for her life,
just being there
under the

i kissed her in the,
got down the stairway,
got outside,
got into my marvelous
fixed the seatbelt,
backed out the
feeling warm to
the fingertips,
down to my
foot on the gas
I entered the world
drove down the
past the houses
full and emptey
i saw the mailman,
he waved
at me.

Pentagon: No more Bible quotes in briefings - The Boston Globe

WASHINGTON - The Pentagon said yesterday it no longer includes a Bible quote on the cover page of daily intelligence briefings it sends to the White House, as was the practice during the Bush administration.
i voted. how 'bout you?
Sailing To Byzantium

by William Butler Yeats


That is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees
- Those dying generations - at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.


An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying
Monuments of its own magnificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.


O sages standing in God's holy fire
As in the gold mosaic of a wall,
Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,
And be the singing-masters of my soul.
Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.


Once out of nature I shall never take
My bodily form from any natural thing,
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make
Of hammered gold and gold enamelling
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;
Or set upon a golden bough to sing
To lords and ladies of Byzantium
Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

i was saying this even BEFORE the economy sucked!

now here is a preacher that follows the teachings in the bible.
good on him.

loved this-VERY good questions.