I am watching part of Iconoclasts. Archbishop Desmond Tutu and Sir Richard Branson are on it, and it is just the most wonderful program I have ever seen. I hope they play it again soon, so I can see the whole show.
They both laugh constantly, and to see Richard Branson teaching the Archbishop [...]
Archive for November, 2008
Web Design
Posted in Necessity of Books, tagged Avalon Arts Studio, Coffee Cup, designing my web page, Enchants, Faery Crossing, Three Brothers in a Yellowwood Tree, YA Fantasy novel on November 29, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I have designed my own web page for years and, believe it or not, I HAVE redesigned it several times. When I was creating little eight inch fairies, and selling them on eBay, I realized it was time to again redesign my page. However, that web page, that was up there then and still is [...]
Tagged by Pollyanna and the Meme from AntiM and Kinky Boots
Posted in Anybody Out There?, Blogging, Extremely Biased Film Reviews, Home Again in Indiana, Movies, Painting in Realism, tagged violin, Wyoming, Polyanna, organization, What not to Wear, security, grocery, Kinky Boots, realism, fantasy love on November 28, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person that tagged you and put the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 weird or random facts about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and link to their blog.
4. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a note on their [...]
Thanksgiving is NOT about food! It’s friends and family.
Posted in Food-joy vs evil, Holidays for Sanity, Home Again in Indiana, Humor in Life, My Weird Family, Nowhere Like Home, tagged COPD, family, food, Thanksgiving on November 27, 2008 | 4 Comments »
In case you are taking a break from basting, I thought I would write to say Happy Thanksgiving, just one more time this week.
Our table will not look like the one in this banner; which, by the way, I stole from someone on the net. Since I noticed a dozen other people had “borrowed” it, [...]
Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all–less arguments!
Posted in Blogging, Holidays for Sanity, Home Again in Indiana, Humor in Life, My Weird Family, Necessity of Books, Reasons I'll need Therapy, What Was She Thinking, tagged Viggo Mortensen, Bill Gates, Valley girl, blog names, branding, writer, arguments, Thanksgiving, YA Fantasy novel on November 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I have noticed a strange thing. Since I have begun blogging, I have begun to sound like a “Valley” Girl, but only on my blog. I blog things like, “I so agree with you.” What is it with that?
I have also discovered why you’all, and I am not southern either, even though I live in [...]
Fall cleaning and rabbits
Posted in Anybody Out There?, Home Again in Indiana, Humor in Life, animals, tagged book edit, clutter, declutter, EMT, Gaffer, ill, Irritating Chihuahua, mom, MySpace, Spring cleaning, Twitter, visiting rabbit, yard on November 25, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I do not do spring cleaning. Frankly, I think that spring is a time to be outside; cleaning up broken limbs, tilling, planning, plotting and getting ready for all those unspoken promises your yard has for you, but your time and energy fail to finish. Okay, maybe I’m just talking about me here, but I [...]
The music in my head
Posted in Home Again in Indiana, Humor in Life, Reasons I'll need Therapy, music, tagged dancing, television, sports on November 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I grew up in a “women don’t sweat” type of family. My dad did not watch sports on television and neither did my brother. The closest we got to physical activity was once we played badminton. We did not go to the beach. We would do a ‘walk’ on our vacation. It certainly wasn’t a [...]
What’s so funny?
Posted in Home Again in Indiana, Humor in Life, My Weird Family, tagged Christmas, Dick VanDyke, EMT, exercise, Gaffer, guitar, health insurance, heart, humor, JRock, propane on November 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Remember the Dick VanDyke show? There was a great episode where he went to his son’s school, probably a “What does father do?” day. He was bombing. Telling kids you write for a sit-com that is on later than they are allowed to stay up, did not impress them. Then, he slipped and fell, and they laughed. [...]





