Right now I am pretty much broke. However, I am fed, sheltered and loved and its good. I am however with glee looking forward to making my life more difficult. You just know when it’s right. So I’ve looked at couple of places, all small. One in particular last night is so charming, small as small, but I can work with that. Enough room for … Continue reading Difficult Times
Alas, my wait is at an end and this chick is gainfully EMPLOYED. WOOT WOOT !!!!! and HALLELUJAH When I was leaving the interview, the interviewer says “don’t worry, I was were you are 2 years ago. It will be ok.” Man. He was my age, actually, he said he chose my file because I graduated from High School the same year he did. Imagine … Continue reading Good Things
Holy Cow Batman, you would not believe the fur ONE lone dog can shed. There are tumbleweeds of golden fluffy bits of Irish ALL over. Everyday I sweep, I brush, and in the morning I awake…to find more tumbleweeds of golden downy fluff floating down the hall. It is in every shot of every flower I take here at the Homestead, so I decided to … Continue reading The Shedding Dog
When I was very young money was a foreign concept – which I suppose is common. For instance, I thought it was horrific that someone could die of cancer, just because there wasn’t enough money to save them. Or, that so many children died every day because they didn’t have enough food and would eventually die of starvation. It seemed somehow irrational that there was … Continue reading The Value of a Peaceful Mind
Quantum Entanglement “Two particles can become entangled so that they retain a connection even when separated over long distances. The properties between the two are correlated so that an action performed in one affect the other” [from LifeScience.com] So this whole entanglement thing is really nothing new. Facebook merely puts the players on a different stage, enlarges the scope of visibility, and digitizes the components … Continue reading FB Me Please
Sometimes I find myself slipping away. Inside myself, like a turtle. With all this activity here at my sisters, the times that I actually have to myself are fricken precious. It can be so difficult sometimes to constantly have to be … I don’t know…I’m not even sure what the word is … quiet? Patient? Dispassionate? On? I’m not certain there is an english word … Continue reading the silence of ONE
Yesterday was just one of those days were you’re like “what the heck did I do to deserve today”!!? Right from the moment I awoke, it started. In a half-sleepy daze my sister informs me that Irish pee’d on the shower mat downstairs. Lovely. Not sure what happened there, since I let her out before I went to bed, as always. My sister did give … Continue reading Broken Lamps and Other Mishaps
Had my first interview for a job in a decade on Monday. So I spent the entire weekend in mental preparations. Plus I had to gather my work references, which was nerve-wracking as I haven’t actually worked (in the sense they mean) in over 4 years. I did work, and I’m proud of what I accomplished in that time. Then I was a caregiver for … Continue reading The Interview
I’m almost through my second container of Rae’s Honey I bought just before I moved down here in March. I guess I can order some more to be delivered via the Facebook page, but it won’t be the same. I bought these containers from the local grocery store, but Tim and I used to stop in right at their store in Holland Centre on our … Continue reading The Last Of The Honey Pot
Looking for a job within a region with the highest unemployment rate in the country is challenging. I’ve been on the hunt now for almost 5 months or more. I mean, I gave myself some grace in the first few months after Tim died, but was still looking, still planning and re-writing the live script, as it were, er, resume, or updating some new job … Continue reading Visualizations Of An Unemployed Widow
Leave the party while you can still walk. I can’t stress that enough. AND, while you can walk at a sustained pace for approximately 30 minutes (or whatever the length of your journey). Add another, oh, 10, maybe 15 minutes to that timeframe since how long it took you to get there will not be the same amount of time it takes you to get … Continue reading Advice From A Drunk Pedestrian
The first time I heard Pachelbel’s Canon I was in some store. I know, really, isn’t that where everyone first heard it? I walked in the back door here at The Homestead, and I couldn’t hold it inside any longer. I had to play it for her. I had to. It was like finding a neat rock in the driveway, or whatever it is that … Continue reading How To Make Your Mom Cry
I’ve actually been watching the TV show, The Voice. And surprisingly, I like it. Those types of shows don’t normally engage me. Yet this one does. I think it’s because it’s about something I can appreciate. Voice. When I was growing up I listened to the radio, yes, we did have video’s, but they were new. Instead, I spent alot of time listening to my … Continue reading On Finding Your Voice
by PaulaB 