Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Friday, November 17, 2006
The Child Dying by Edwin Muir
Unfriendly friendly universe,
I pack your stars into my purse,
And bid you, bid you so farewell.
That I can leave you, quite go out,
Go out, go out beyond all doubt,
My father says, is the miracle.
You are so great, and I so small:
I am nothing, you are all:
Being nothing, I can take this way.
Oh I need neither rise nor fall,
For when I do not move at all
I shall be out of all your day.
It's said some memory will remain
In the other place, grass in the rain,
Light on the land, sun on the sea,
A flitting grace, a phantom face,
But the world is out.
There is no place
Where it and its ghost can ever be.
Father, father, I dread this air
Blown from the far side of despair,
The cold cold corner. What house, what hold,
What hand is there? I look and see
Nothing-filled eternity
And the great round world grows weak and old.
Hold my hand, oh hold it fast --
I am changing! -- until at last
My hand in yours no more will change,
Though yours change on. You here, I there,
So hand in hand, twin-leafed despair --
I did not know death was so strange.
I pack your stars into my purse,
And bid you, bid you so farewell.
That I can leave you, quite go out,
Go out, go out beyond all doubt,
My father says, is the miracle.
You are so great, and I so small:
I am nothing, you are all:
Being nothing, I can take this way.
Oh I need neither rise nor fall,
For when I do not move at all
I shall be out of all your day.
It's said some memory will remain
In the other place, grass in the rain,
Light on the land, sun on the sea,
A flitting grace, a phantom face,
But the world is out.
There is no place
Where it and its ghost can ever be.
Father, father, I dread this air
Blown from the far side of despair,
The cold cold corner. What house, what hold,
What hand is there? I look and see
Nothing-filled eternity
And the great round world grows weak and old.
Hold my hand, oh hold it fast --
I am changing! -- until at last
My hand in yours no more will change,
Though yours change on. You here, I there,
So hand in hand, twin-leafed despair --
I did not know death was so strange.
Don't want to be SICK!

I don't want to be sick. I feel, as the owner of my body, I have every right to decide that I won't get sick.
Why won't the germs listen? Honestly! Its not fair. I hate having those starting signs of sickness, because its usually too late to do anything about it. The sore and scratchy throat. Starting to feel, tired, all the time.
And wouldn't you know it? Just in time for the weekend. NO, I won't be sick.
I cant' miss the 80's retro party Mar is throwing. I bought special shirts just for it.
Its NOT FAIR.
Oh well, enough whining I guess.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Rainy days
I love rainy days. Not 3 in a row, but once in a while, a wet, rainy day can be a good thing.
A day to appreciate nice warm soothing drinks. Cozy sweaters. A good movie on tv, or a good book to read - while curled up on the couch under your favorite blanket.
A day to appreciate nice warm soothing drinks. Cozy sweaters. A good movie on tv, or a good book to read - while curled up on the couch under your favorite blanket.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Sammy
This is my nephew Samuel. I think he is the most beautiful baby in the world, tho I may be a bit biased (nah, a lot biased).He is better than having my own baby, because I don't have to get up and take care of him the middle of the night. I can't believe how beautiful and wonderful a little person can be. My whole family is just smitten.
Oh Sammy, I can't wait to see what kind of wonderful boy you'll turn out to be!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Green Tea and Sleep


I love green tea. Yes, I know not exactly the most exciting blog subject, but I felt it needed to be shared.
I'm so tired - today and this week. Well, its the afternoon sleepy period.
I would love nothing more than to nap. I believe we should make it part of our day, everyday!
Somedays the best part of my day is when I get to go to bed and cuddle under the blankets and close my eyes. Then I can forget my day, and have nice thoughts about whatever I want, until I drift off to sleep. Yes, the best part of my day sometimes!!
Friday, September 22, 2006
I LOVE FALL!

I do, I really do. Its the best season of the year. I love the colours, the leaves crunching under foot, the cool, crisp weather, the smells - of earth, leaves, apples, hot chocolate. It reminds me of being a kid, and there's nothing better than some good old nostalgia!
Some people are saddened by fall, They feel it signifies the end of Summer. And while I can certainly understand that - I still find it so inspiring. Like a poem wanting to be written. It makes you believe the world is a good place - and can be a better place.
I love fall - that's all I can say.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
The Waiting Game...

I hate to wait. Yes, I feel like I spend most of my waking hours waiting for something.
Wait for the subway, wait for a reply, wait for lunch time, wait for time to go home.
All this waiting - As you can imagine, I have little or no patience!
So maybe the answer is not the waiting, but what you do during the wait that makes the difference.
Then again, that just might be too deep for me. :)
Monday, September 18, 2006
Monday - Motivation Free!
Why does Monday always suck my very energy and will to work right out of me? Its not as though Monday is a new thing, we go through this every week. I would say - Monday has to be one of the most unproductive and unpleasant days I endure.
I sit at my desk, fighting the urge to sleep. Why am I so tired? Maybe I shouldn't have coffee in the evening. Makes me think I can stay up later than I should.
Ok Enough complaining about Monday, I'm sure it could be worse. It could be 9am Monday, or even 6am Monday! Great, now I feel a whole bunch better!
Well, maybe I should eat some lunch. Food always makes me happy! I love food - oh but that's a theme for another blog!
I sit at my desk, fighting the urge to sleep. Why am I so tired? Maybe I shouldn't have coffee in the evening. Makes me think I can stay up later than I should.
Ok Enough complaining about Monday, I'm sure it could be worse. It could be 9am Monday, or even 6am Monday! Great, now I feel a whole bunch better!
Well, maybe I should eat some lunch. Food always makes me happy! I love food - oh but that's a theme for another blog!
Friday, September 15, 2006
Buddha has the answer
We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world. BuddhaApparently I don't need to hunt for the answers - Buddha has them all.
Must be nice to be so insightful. Somedays I have problems figuring out what to wear, nevermind finding the answers to life, the world and everything.
Or we can subscribe to another school of thought, those of the immortal Douglas Adams - The Answer to Life, the Universe and Everything is.....
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The Ultimate Question

Do you ever wonder, What is the Point of it All?
I don't mean it in a fatalistic, cynical depressed way.
I mean, the point of it all - the reason for being - why are we here?
Do most people ask this of themselves? Do people think about it?
I do - sometimes more than others. I have yet to find a good answer. I mean, there are many good answers - but I don't think I've found the answer - or at least my answer.
Although, maybe the answer is - that the point of it all - is to figure out why we're here.
That's the purpose of everything.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
To Blog or not to Blog?? - That is the question!!

Well it seems that everyone else is doing it, why not me??
Well, a couple of reasons why not?
1. Does anyone really want to read my boredom inspired bloggings? Kind of hard to tell
2. This requires thought and creativity - at least if I want my blog to be semi-interesting.
Am I ready to expend that kind of mental power? Maybe, maybe not.
Well despite the overwhelming arguments as to why not, I've decided to go with "What the Hell". Its not like I have anything else better to do with my time. And this is way more productive than playing Jewel Quest all night and not getting any better at it.
Besides -I easily succumb to peer pressure.
I just love "Happy Bunny", he's cute and he's not afraid to say exactly what he thinks. And he says the stuff I often want to say to people, but generally keep to myself. (helps keep me employed! and quite possibly married).
Oh well, guess that's enough for now. Goodness knows - I'm sure to be back!
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