Sunday, August 30, 2009
He had a blast. Lots of family and friends. There was a bad spot in the midst of his time with family and friends, but he survived it, thank you GOD. He's rip-roaring and ready to go back next summer!!! In fact, he's been out this week looking for a part time job to earn the money to go back to visit again next summer!!! Wow. Amazing.
I want to thank each and every one of you who helped Sean have a great time. What a blessing you are in our lives.
OMG here I am doing another post on girlie girl stuff!!!! What is wrong with me lately? :oP
OK, there is this woman on my bus...I have ridden the bus with her for about 2 years now. She is the queen of accessorizing, I kid you not.
Her shoes always match her bag. She has never ONCE had a bad hair day. Often, when she gets on the bus, she opens her bag and takes out the earrings and necklace (and sometimes bracelet or arm bangle) that completes her look. She utterly baffles me.
I have 5 piercings. 3 in my left ear, 2 in my right. I have worn the same 5 earrings for the past 2 years. Until July of 2008, I had worn the same silver cross that my husband bought me the first Christmas we were together. I never took it off. I wear the same silver rings every single day. Each one means something specific to me. I never vary my jewelry routine.
This makes me some kind of oddity in womanhood. I have friends who have sworn they are going to "teach me how to accessorize," but we never get around to it, and besides, it wouldn't matter. They'd lay it all out, show me "the way" and tomorrow I'd have on my same stuff.
Because I don't care. Someone really has to care about their looks/appearance to be that into accessorizing, in my opinion. I barely stop at the mirror long enough to swish a brush through my hair. I cannot imagine the time involved in accessorizing.
A: You'd have to buy stuff. An utter waste of time/money, imo.
B: You'd have to coordinate the stuff with your clothing (did I mention I wear jeans, every single day, blue or black, that's it?)
C: You'd have to take the time every morning to put the stuff on. Did I mention utter waste of time? I barely have time to do my Qigong in the morning and check my email. And if you tell me to get up a few minutes early to choose coordinating earrings/bangles, I'll slap you silly. Do you not know how important sleep is?????
OK. Enough about this accessorizing stuff. Don't get me wrong. There is a part of me that looks at this woman on my bus every day and marvels. I admit I'm sometimes a tad envious of her obvious good grooming and ability to juggle color/coordinates/jewelry/bags/shoes. But evidently not enough to want to BE like that.
I'm content just to be the me I am. Non-accessorized as it is.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
That I would even be writing a blog post about purses/messenger bags is ironic. I'm not a girlie girl. I don't care what my purse/bag looks like, I care how it FUNCTIONS. But I discovered some interesting things about purses/bags and thought I'd share my thoughts.
Two years ago for Christmas, my husband bought me a black messenger bag. Big enough to carry stuff, but often difficult to find said stuff in as it had one, big, main pocket. It did have 2 thinner pockets on the outside (front/back) but as an organizer it sucked. However, for 2 years I have carried it AND my backpack, to and from work. When we go someplace other than work, I grab just the messenger bag. I was content, but my messenger bag was wearing out after 2 years of steady use...
Enter, my friend with a purse with all those pockets and places to stick stuff. It was western style (which I don't do) and had this cute little silver heart on it, so I said, "Cute purse." That was the beginning. Evidently commenting on your friends cute purse can cause said friend to decide to purse-shop for you.
The first purse she found for me had many of those cute pockets in which to stick stuff. But overall it was too small. I couldn't put the things in the purse that I need to carry...
Oh, let me clarify here...I don't own a working vehicle. I ride the city bus. This means when you leave your house, you cannot get 2 blocks away and realize, OMG, I forgot something, turn back and retrieve it. You have to have EVERYTHING you need (or might need) on you, or you are out of luck. Which is why my purse/bag had to be larger/deeper than maybe a normal woman's purse/bag.
Ok, on to purse #2 that said friend purchased for me. This purse was almost big enough. It had a few pockets that made it more organized. BUT, the strap was shorter than on my messenger bag (I ALWAYS carry a shoulder-strap bag) and this made it get tangled in my backpack straps when I was putting on my backpack. AND, worst of all, it was made of LEATHER. Now this leather thing wouldn't have been an issue if the strap had been longer. However, because the strap was shorter, this put the LEATHER purse up in my armpit, between my body and my upper arm. Can anyone say OMG HOT?????!!!!! I discovered I cannot bear leather near my flesh in 98+ degree weather.
So, I went shopping online for a bag to replace the purse my friend gave me. And I found it. It's big enough for everything I carry (lotion, hand sanitizer, a brush, my breathing medicine, my journal, the book I am currently reading, the multi-colored pens I use to write in my journal, my wallet, my motrin, my keys and even, in a pinch, my umbrella)!!! And, with this bag, suddenly I don't have to carry a backpack!!! Hooray!!!
Anyway, that's why I felt compelled to write this. Because to my friend, my bag/messenger bag is a fashion nightmare, whereas to me the leather bag was a practicality nightmare. Hence the title of this blog. *Grin*
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wage peace with your breath.
Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings
and flocks of redwing blackbirds.
Breathe in terrorists and breathe out sleeping children
and freshly mown fields.
Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.
Breathe in the fallen
and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.
Wage peace with your listening:
hearing sirens, pray loud.
Remember your tools:
flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.
Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages.
Learn to knit, and make a hat.
Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief as the outbreath of beauty
or the gesture of fish.
Swim for the other side.
Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious.
Have a cup of tea and rejoice.
Act as if armistice has already arrived.
Don't wait another minute.
Source: Written in response to September 11, 2001
Thursday, August 13, 2009
And now the rules for the giveaway!
Please be aware that she may not get access to a computer whilst she am away
and therefore your comment may not appear until she return's from my holiday.
1 point for leaving a comment on this post on her blog.
5 points if you post the first prize picture on your blog with a link to my blog.
5 points if you are already a follower.
5 points if you decide to follow my blog.
The first prize is:
Box decorated with my own cross stitch design
(the free pattern will be available to download when I return from my holidays)
Coffee pot and cup
Heart shaped ornament with Swarovski crystal trim
Scissor fob with Swarovski crystals stitched 1 over 1
The second prize is :
Pink felt pin cushion trimmed with shocking pink ribbon and Swarovski crystal
3 rose pins
Pink and white coffee pot
Third prize is :
6 rose pins hand made by me using fimo clay
The cross stitch patterns are freebies :
Heart shaped ornament design can be found on Zoes blog here
Scissor fob pattern can be found on Joei's blog here
The pin cushion is my own design.
When will it be drawn?
You have until the 31 August to leave a comment and I will announce the winner on Saturday the 5 September. I know it's quite a long time but I am away most of the month of August.
I look forward to reading your comment's and announcing the winners!
Good luck everyone!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
In his chronicle of the connection between vaccines and death, Jordan pointed out that in 1915 the pertussis vaccine became available and was widely given. This bacterial poison from whopping cough, called pertussis coxon, so depresses the immune system that it is used in laboratories today to turn off nutrafils and reduce white blood cell counts. Then, in 1918, soldiers who had received the pertussis vaccine were deployed to Europe, where they were given another unknown vaccine. They were then exposed to a Lucite gas, which is an arsenic compound, and phosgenegas, a chlorine compound. As a result, their immune systems kicked in with a cytokine storm that killed many of the otherwise healthy young men. This is the 1,2,3 punch Jordan is warning will come again with the “swine flu” vaccinations.
We have been conditioned to think of external microbes as our enemy during a time of influenza. But our own immune systems are potentially more lethal. When the body detects foreign microorganisms indicating an infection, it can respond by overprotecting the site of that infection. In its hurry to get antibodies to the infection site, the body may dispatch so many that the level of cytokines becomes highly elevated, creating a cytokine storm that can be fatal. For example, during a lung infection, a cytokine storm can potentially block airways and result in suffocation. (What is a Cytokine Storm)
Jordan continued by painting a picture outlined in the WHO Memorandum Number 1 with a study that found virus infections make antibody and antigen complexes. These complexes can clog blood vessels or implant tissue, making the body eventually attack itself. The main focus of this study was kidney disease. Animals with induced immune system deficiency were infected with lethal virus until every single cell in their bodies reflected the disease. But for a time these animals ran around like there was nothing wrong with them because their immune system was so depressed that it was making no effort to fight the disease, and there was no immune response. The WHO experimenters then took their lab animals and stimulated the cell-mediated immune response, and the animals died immediately from their bodies attacking themselves in the kind of cytokine storm associated with the 1918 Spanish flu.
Even if this described scenario does not develop, Jordan points out that the current “swine flu” vaccine is made with an adjuvant that may contain a material poison, salmonella, or typhoid fever toxin, along with squalene. Although not known with certainty, the second round of injections given to the soldiers in 1918 is believed to have contained typhus. Squalene produces auto-immunity and eventually death in everyone who takes it.
Squalene contributed to the cascade reactions known as Gulf War Syndrome that left GIs with arthritis, fibromyalgia, lymphadenopathy, photosensitive rashes, chronic fatigue, chronic headaches, ulcers, dizziness, weakness, memory loss, seizures, mood changes, neuro-psychiatric problems, multiple sclerosis, lupus, and other diseases.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Why is it that emotions do not obey us? They come unbidden, sometimes overwhelmingly so. I'll be bobbing along just fine and ~ WHAM ~ I'm overcome with emotion and fighting the urge to cry/laugh, scream/throw things, tear things/sigh, whatever emotion wanders through my soul at the moment.
Keeping on an even keel is not easy. I'm not sure it's even possible...or even desirable. Life on a flatline would be pretty boring. But, sometimes, I wish I was more level.