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 <title>New blog</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I've decided to give my blog a remodel, just in time for spring.  Stop by and say hello at <a href="http://rogersgardengate.com/wpblog">www.rogersgardengate.com/wpblog</a> .  This will still be available for archive purposes only.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 07:52:11 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>The wearing o&apos; the green</title>
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<description><![CDATA[My husband is of Irish descent (both sides of his family), so even if I didn't WANT to participate in St. Patrick's Day (which I do), I probably wouldn't be given a choice.<br />
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In these pics, I'm wearing a silk scarf that my sister got for me while she was in Ireland.  So at least I'm carrying some authenticity.  That, and the fact I have quite a bit of Scotch/Irish in my own family, or so I've been told.<br />
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<a href="http://www.radioparadise.com">Radio Paradise</a> will be adding some excellent Irish music to their playlist today so if you have a chance, tune in.  They are my lifeline while I'm at work.<br />
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Have fun today, but be safe!  No pinching allowed here...  *grin*<br />
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<b>Oh, and stay away from the green beer.</b><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060317-St.Pats2006.JPG">Gracie gives up her Russian heritage to be Irish for the day...</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060317-St.Pats20062.JPG">Kiss me, I'm Irish!!  :oP</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 07:45:23 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Cats again</title>
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<description><![CDATA[When I've nothing else to blog about, I can always count on my cats to provide subject matter.<br />
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Last night, Gracie (aka The Grumpster, Gracie-Grace, Grumpy Grace and Goldeneye) got to stay out of "jail" (Daddy's bathroom) since she decided to settle down on the bed with Willow instead of being her nocturnal, wild self.  She decided that was a pretty good deal.   What a spoiled little fat-wad she is.  There was only one hiss/swat session before we all went night-night-sleepy-do.  (Yes, we use this type of baby talk at my house all the time.  Don't ask.)<br />
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In fact, she liked the bed so much that she decided to try it out again this morning.  I wouldn't be a bit surprised if she was still there when I come home for lunch.<br />
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Ladies and gentlemen, I give you:  The Grumpster!<br />
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<b>What I'm listening to today: Air - Talkie Walkie</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 08:21:58 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Time. What a concept.</title>
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<description><![CDATA[It's funny how we perceive time.  Usually it's not on our side, like this morning when I was cocooned in my bed.  It got down to the freezing mark last night, after reaching 90 degrees on Sunday, and I was cold.  As I burrowed deeper into the covers, the numbers on the bedside clock went into fast forward mode.  Just one more minute!  I don't wanna get up.<br />
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Then there are the nights that I'd be plagued with insomnia.  (Thankfully, that hasn't been the case in a long time.)  The minutes seemed to drag on.  I'd be so tired, but my brain would be whirring like mad.  So I'd get up and get on the PC or even *gasp* do laundry to pass the wakeful hours.  Finally I'd get sleepy enough to go to bed, if only for what seemed a minute or so, only to go to work that day feeling cranky and tired.  Yeah, I know.  What's new?  <br />
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As I type this, the clock is ticking away.  Sometimes it's difficult to get out of the house on time.  There's always just one more thing I need to do before going to work.  Even then, I neglect some of the things that should be taken care of.  <br />
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That's life though, isn't it?  We're always chasing after something we can't have or control.  Do we really need to?  Sometimes you've just gotta let go.  That's the hardest thing for me sometimes.  Then I remember there are a lot more important things in life.  <br />
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<b>What I'm listening to today: James Blunt - Back to Bedlam</b><br />
Randy just brought this cd home yesterday, and it's excellent!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 Mar 2006 07:38:23 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Thanks to everyone who chatted yesterday!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I was late getting home yesterday for our usual Sunday chat on my website, but I really wasn't too worried because so few of us have been "regulars" there it seems.  I probably wouldn't miss anything, and they probably wouldn't miss me either, so why stress over it?  But lo and behold, when I finally logged in there were several people already there.  Even more amazing is that even more friends old and new showed up as time went on!    It felt good to have such a diverse group of people get together in the spirit of music and friendship.  We had a blast!  My heartfelt thanks to all who stopped by.  I know life usually doesn't allow for such unimportant time consumption, but it's really wonderful when the we are able to come together like that.  Let's do it again soon!<br />
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P.S.  If you haven't signed Roger's birthday guestbook, please hop on over to The Garden Gate (see link at right) and write a few lines to him.  This is the last week!  Thanks...]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 11:37:43 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Beautiful Day</title>
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<description><![CDATA[It was a textbook perfect spring day yesterday.  I was outdoors all day, which was so good for my psyche.  We ran our errands in the convertible, top down.  The high was around 80, with only a slight breeze.  For the first time, as if it happened overnight, I noticed the trees had their new green leaves.  It's always an amazing sight to me, the signs of this season.  We had a wonderful Italian lunch.  After we finished all our running around for the day, we got our bicycles out and went for a 4 to 5 mile ride.  We saw blue jays and cardinals along the way.  More green!  Blue sky and sunshine.  Ahhhh, nice!<br />
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We came home and got our camp chairs out and sat on the back patio.  I had put some bird seed in the feeder a few days earlier.  I bought a 50 POUND BAG, because they go through it so fast.  We sat and watched doves, finches, red-wing blackbirds and sparrows enjoy the Jones All-You-Can-Eat Birdie Buffet.  Wylie Jr. High School is behind our house, with the track being closest.  We saw families pull up with their dogs and frisbees.  Some of them were playing catch and batting a baseball.  Everyone wanted to be outside, because we all know that we don't get days this ideal very often.  After several hours of bird and people-watching, Randy decided to "throw some dead stuff" on the grill.  Being carnivorous Texans and all.  He cooked an Omaha Steaks filet mignon, and a couple of weenies for my hot dog.  One of which bit the dust before I could eat it, which is just as well.  As our side dish, we noshed on steak fries and Nacho Cheese Doritos with salsa.  You know, health food.  I threw some kraut on my dog (not Wylie) and pigged out.  Guilty pleasures, how I love them.<br />
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Days like yesterday are why I work so hard, I guess.  It almost makes it worth the stress.<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060312-sparrows.jpg">Lurking near the bird feeder</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060312-windcatcher.jpg">Our wind catcher hanging on the edge of the patio cover</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060312-grill.jpg">Dead stuff.  Yum!</a><br />
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 08:16:31 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Good vibes</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I like days like today, where everyone seems to be in a good mood in spite of the busy-ness going on around them.  It's almost as though something's in the air.  <br />
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We lost an entire day of production, printing-wise, yesterday because our Xerox 4635 laser printer broke down (yes, again).  That tends to happen when a machine is held together with duct tape, masking tape and baling wire.  I figured today would be hell on wheels, with everyone tearing each other apart mentally, but so far it hasn't been that way at all.  In fact, it's been pretty darn positive considering the circumstances.  The replacement part for the printer came in, and (crossing fingers and toes) so far things are getting done.<br />
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The weather is even cooperating.  After two very windy days in a row, I walked out this morning into complete silence.  Not even a breeze...it was eerie.  Now the sun is out, and it's beautiful.<br />
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I'm also getting feedback and even contributions on my Roger Hodgson site, which always makes me feel good.  I think people are finding it at last.  I want it to be something special.  Entertaining and informative.  It's my pet project and I enjoy working on it.  It never ceases to amaze me how music brings total strangers together from all over the planet!  It's a small world, isn't it?  Especially in the age we live in today.<br />
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Good vibes to all...let's hold on to them as long as we can.  Enjoy your weekend!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 10 Mar 2006 12:33:16 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>The fog is lifting...for now</title>
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<description><![CDATA[After a very dark and depressing day yesterday (reasons unknown), I'm feeling much better today.  I swear I'm going through perimenopause.  My mood has been horrible, even with the Lex and although I'm exercising to bring that serotonin level up.  Even my old stand-by, pasta, isn't helping that much.  It has to be hormones.  That's my story at the moment.  <br />
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I'm not aging gracefully at all, especially when I see all the health problems others around me are having.  But I also think that's what made me realize I have it good.  Things could be a whole lot worse.  When you have your health, you've got it all.  This realization keeps slapping me in the face.<br />
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Lydia's cancer is in her lymph nodes.  They have run more tests.  She begins chemo today.  At first she thought she would have to have it at least 5 days a week.  Now, they are saying once every three weeks.  Thank God!  If they can't shrink the tumor, they will have to remove her breast.  I would want them to get that cancer out of me...breast or not!  Of course, it's easy for me to sit here and say it.  There's no way I can know how it really feels.  Her attitude is good.  I'm ashamed of feeling the way I do, when I think about her situation, but that's part of my human-ness.<br />
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It's sunny here today again, but VERY windy.  It's spring, ya know.  I'm going to rejoice and be glad in this day that has been given to us.  Hormones be damned! <br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060309-dance.gif">Dance like no one is watching!</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 9 Mar 2006 08:42:13 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Spam</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Do spammers really think people are going to buy their products?  Visit their sleazy sites?  I have had so much spam lately on this blog, I may soon be changing to a different software.  Since I'm just really in bad mood over it, and I love Monty Python so much, I'm sharing the following MP skit with you.  Those guys were pure genius!  They couldn't have imagined it would also fit in today's cyber society, but it most definitely does!  Enjoy...<br />
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<b>Scene:  A cafe.  One table is occupied by a group of Vikings wearing horned helmets.  Whenever the word "spam" is repeated, they begin singing and/or chanting.  A man and his wife enter.  The man is played by Eric Idle, the wife is played by Graham Chapman (in drag), and the waitress is played by Terry Jones, also in drag.<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060308-spamskit.jpg">I DON'T LIKE SPAM!!!</a><br />
<i>Man:</i>	You sit here, dear.<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	All right.<br />
<i>Man:</i>	Morning!<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Morning!<br />
<i>Man:</i>	Well, what've you got?<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	Spam spam spam spam...<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam...<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	Have you got anything without spam?<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	I don't want ANY spam!<br />
<i>Man:</i>	Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	THAT'S got spam in it!<br />
<i>Man:</i>	Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	Spam spam spam spam... (Crescendo through next few lines...)<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Urgghh!<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Shut up!<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.<br />
<i>Wife:</i>	I don't like spam!<br />
<i>Man:</i>	Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam beaked beans spam spam spam and spam!<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	Shut up!! Baked beans are off.<br />
<i>Man:</i>	Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?<br />
<i>Waitress:</i>	You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and the Vikings drown her words)<br />
<i>Vikings:</i>	(Singing elaborately...) Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!</b><br />
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<i>Update: In an attempt to thwart those evil spam bots, I've just installed a plugin to this site.  Crossing my fingers that it works!</i>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 8 Mar 2006 08:34:26 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>A Tale of Two Kitties</title>
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<description><![CDATA[You would think that in 43 years, I would have learned from my mistakes.  But nooooooo!  I keep letting my heart get the better of me.  And sometimes that gets me into trouble.  I love cats, and think that I can rescue them all.  That's just not reality.<br />
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I've tried to have two cats in one house in the past.  It didn't work out that time either.  Radar whipped up on Scooter every chance he got.  It was horrible.<br />
<br />
Gracie is very loving and would be wonderful in a one-cat household.  But as it is now, she's a bit of a bully.  Willow has been losing weight, partly from stress I suspect, and also because Gracie "guards" the office aka the cat's room.  It's not a good situation.  We have to "lock up" Gracie in Daddy's bathroom at night so that Willow can relax and have her cubbie time with her peeps.  She was here first.  Yes, they have both slept on the bed with us, but Willow can't really ever relax.  It's not fair...to either cat.  But I'm stuck, unless I can find a really GOOD home for Gracie.  That's not likely to happen.  I have accepted the responsibility to love and take care of her, and that is what I'm going to do to the best of my ability.  But it's getting me down that we no longer have feline harmony.<br />
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I suppose that's what I get for being greedy.  There's a lesson to be learned, if I only would...]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 7 Mar 2006 08:30:20 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Some things you never forget</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I've been wanting a bicycle since before Christmas.  I finally bought a couple for myself and Randy on Saturday.  Nothing expensive, just your basic trail bike that you can find at Wal-Mart.  I'm not expecting to compete in the Tour de France anytime soon.  I'm still jogging for exercise, but my knees are beginning to give me problems (darn this aging thing!), so I thought I'd substitute it a few days with some aerobic two-wheeling.<br />
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We barely managed to get the bikes into the Guv after we purchased them.  That was a neat trick.  One went into the back seat and one was in the trunk.  Randy tied the trunk over it with some kind of power cord that just happened to be in there at the time.  Man use tools!  LOL  They made it home just fine.<br />
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Now, I haven't been on a bike in about 15 years or so, and I was a little nervous.  After lowering the seat as far as it would go, I cautiously got on and slowly wheeled out of the driveway.  Wobble, wobble.  Then suddenly, I remembered!  Hey, this is fun!  After riding through the new development where houses are going up down the street from us, we decided to ride further and take a County Road.  Some uphill terrain really let me know I was getting a good workout!  (I figured I wouldn't be able to move the next day, but surprisingly I felt fine.  We do need better bicycle seats though!)  We worked up a good sweat, riding about 6 miles I'd guess, before heading back to the house.  The weather was partly cloudy, warm with a nice cool breeze.  I enjoyed being outdoors for a change, and burning calories to boot!  What a concept!<br />
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I had a really nice weekend.  Hope you did too!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 6 Mar 2006 07:37:03 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABINE!  <br />
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May you have at least 47 more!</b><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060304-birthday-cat.jpg"></a><br />
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 <pubDate>Sat, 4 Mar 2006 10:00:52 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Reality Check</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Sometimes I feel like I'm falling apart.  Then I think of Lydia.<br />
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Lydia is one of my coworkers.  I can't remember ever seeing her stressed, angry or depressed, although she has many difficulties in her life.  Now she is faced with the ultimate challenge.  She has breast cancer.<br />
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Four years ago, she found the lump.  They did a mammogram and told her not to worry about it.  So she didn't bother having any more mammograms.  I'm sure the expense was a factor, although there are programs that provide low-cost exams for those who need them.  Maybe she wasn't aware of that.  Now, the tumor is 4 cm and is malignant.  Today she is having a bone scan and CT scan to see if the cancer has spread.  Next week, they will put in a medi-port so she can begin chemo.  They are also talking about radiation.<br />
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She is tough.  She seems to be taking it all in stride and even jokes about the fact that her hair is going to fall out.  I'm scared for her though.  I try to imagine myself in her situation, and I don't know if I could handle it.  I guess I would have to.  She knows that a positive attitude is necessary if you want to overcome the odds.  I admire her courage and demeanor.  I'm angry that this has happened to her.  It's just not fair!<br />
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I'm due to schedule a mammogram myself.  I'm at higher risk because I've never had children.  I just found that out in the reminder letter they mailed me.  I have a mammogram every year, since I have fibrocystic "disease," which isn't really a disease at all.  I don't want them to miss something important.  Lydia's situation is not one that anyone should have to be in.<br />
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Cancer can be beaten.  I've seen people do it, and am amazed.  Nothing is impossible with God.<br />
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If you have a moment, say a prayer for Lydia.  He knows who she is.<br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 3 Mar 2006 10:12:25 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Music for the spirit</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I received a special gift in the mailbox yesterday from Gabriela, the massage therapist in Fredericksburg.  It was the CD that was playing during my treatment, titled "Inner Balance."  I loved the music so much that after my massage I asked her where I could buy it, so she told me she would send it to me.  I was still surprised when it showed up.  You know how crazy life gets, and how it's easy to forget things that don't seem important at the time.  Gaby's a wonderful person, though.  I should've known she'd come through.  I emailed her a couple of photos from previous Oktoberfests, and she seemed genuinely pleased.  But I digress.<br />
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The music on this cd is meditational.  It's intended for yoga practice, but it's wonderful to listen to any time, any place.  It brought emotions forth in me that had been silent for a long time, which is a healing thing.  If you get a chance, listen to some samples here:<br />
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0001MDP2M/104-0063489-4999154?v=glance&amp;n=5174"><a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060302-innerbal.jpg">Inner Balance</a></a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 2 Mar 2006 09:33:06 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Winter changes to...Summer?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I should be used to this after living in the Lone Star State all my life, but still, it's strange when you read a Weather Advisory like this:<br />
<br />
<b><i>.. Record high temepratures will be shattered across west central<br />
Texas this afternoon...<br />
<br />
... Elevated wild fire danger over west central Texas this afternoon...<br />
<br />
The first day of March will bring record high temperatures to west<br />
central Texas... as warm dry air from northern Mexico prevails over the region. Minimum afternoon relative humidities will drop to well below 20 percent over most of west central Texas. By mid afternoon... relative humidities will drop to near 10 percent over the western Big Country and western Concho Valley. The very low relative humidities will combine with the record heat and moderate winds to greatly increase the ignition potential for wild fires.<br />
<br />
Help prevent deadly wildfires. Do not use fireworks or burn trash.<br />
Do not throw burning cigarettes on the ground. Remember too that<br />
accidental fires can start from machinery and motor vehicles.<br />
<br />
The current record high temperature at Abilene is 86 degrees and has held for 107 years. The forecast high for this afternoon is 92 degrees at Abilene.<br />
<br />
The current record high of 85 degrees at San Angelo will also fall this afternoon with temperatures around 92 degrees this afternoon.</i></b><br />
<br />
Can't we have just a little bit of spring first?  I don't think it's asking too much.  I did see a robin yesterday while on my jog.  The poor thing is going to have a heatstroke today, I fear!<br />
<br />
Still, it's nice to have the warmth of the sun.  I just hope the coming summer isn't going to be too intense.  It's miserable when the high is in the 100-and-above range every day.  All I ask is for a happy medium somewhere in the mix.<br />
<br />
I know some of you out there are at the opposite end of the spectrum.  I guess you always wish for what you don't have.  Human nature.  There's a reason for everything and I have to remember that...and be happy in what I'm given, whether it's weather or something more personal.  I've got life and I've got my health.  That's awesome!<br />
<br />
Peace be with you today, wherever the wind and weather takes you!<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to today: The Moody Blues - Long Distance Voyager</b>]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[The drama continues...<br />
<br />
Willow still hasn't completely accepted Gracie (aka Miss Piggy) yet.  She is rightly upset about her territory being invaded.  We're able to leave them both out in the house while we're gone to work, but Gracie has been making extreme use of her long claws on our rugs.  She not only claws, but PULLS very hard.  She's going to look like Arnold Schwarzenegger if this keeps up.<br />
<br />
This is unacceptable behavior of course, but we didn't raise her from a kitten like we did with Willow, so she wasn't taught that clawing carpet, rugs and furniture is a big no-no.  Randy is threatening a declaw, which I really don't want to do, because it is amputation.  We talked about buying those little caps that go over their claws.  This sounds like a much better option.  We shall see.<br />
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In the meantime, Gracie feels right at home.  I just wish Willow would learn to like her.  They're both a joy, although they are eating us out of house and home.<br />
<br />
<b>Gracie "relaxes" on the couch.</b><br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060228-Gracie Grace.JPG">I'm going to Disneyland!!!</a><br />
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<b>What I'm listening to: Wings - London Town</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 07:19:06 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[After a weekend of chilly temps, cloudy skies and much-needed rain, we awoke this morning to a beautiful day.  The sun came out and stayed with us, giving life to my poor hibiscus plants that had been residing inside the entryway, protected from winter's extremes.  They even got to go outside for a little photosynthesis, and we were rewarded with a beautiful orange bloom.  It takes so little to make them happy.  Just a little water, light and warmth.  We humans should be so simplistic in our needs.<br />
<br />
Today is the first day I have really felt spring in our midst.  I love this time of year, before the relentless heat takes over and forces us into our air-conditioned abodes.  This is the time of rebirth...physically, spiritually, mentally...if we just open our minds and eyes to it.  Truly a gift from God.<br />
<br />
Like spring, my life is in flux at the moment.  In a positive way, I hope.  I can feel it.<br />
<br />
Look around you the next time you're in nature's glory.  You might be surprised what you see.  ]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 18:15:56 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[This song has been in my head all day.  Something that speaks to me in ways I can't describe, so I'll let Beck do it for me.<br />
<br />
<i><b>Put your hands on the wheel<br />
Let the golden age begin<br />
Let the window down<br />
Feel the moonlight on your skin<br />
Let the desert wind<br />
Cool your aching head<br />
Let the weight of the world<br />
Drift away instead<br />
<br />
These day I barely get by<br />
I don’t even try<br />
<br />
It’s a treacherous road<br />
With a desolated view<br />
There’s distant lights<br />
But here they’re far and few<br />
And the sun don’t shine<br />
Even when it’s day<br />
You gotta drive all night<br />
Just to feel like you’re ok<br />
<br />
These days I barely get by<br />
I don’t even try</b></i><br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 22:34:05 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Our trip to Fredericksburg was wonderful.  We had lunch at Fredericksburg Brewing Company.  Their Brewer's Special was a beer they only make once a year, called "The Giant."  We cracked up as we read the description:<br />
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<b>THE GIANT<br />
<br />
AKA The Baby-Maker.  This Imperial Stout is a dark, rich, and full bodied Ale and rumored to have played a part in the impregnation of some of the staff.  Its full chocolate flavors emerge as it is allowed to warm to room temperature.  It is a great dessert beer.  9.0% ABV.</b><br />
<br />
Holy cow!  We ordered our usual sampler, which is 4 ounces of each of the five homemade brews.  "The Giant" was delicious, I have to say, but yes it was strong!<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060223-brewpub1.JPG">Fredericksburg Brewing Co.</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060223-Kathywithbier.JPG">Das Bier!</a> <br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060223-brewpub2.JPG">The serving tanks</a><br />
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After lunch, we did some window-shopping, and bought some bath products at Fredericksburg Herb Company.  Later, we retired to Miss Grace, the B&B cottage we had reserved for the night.  I had a nice bubble bath in the large Jacuzzi tub.  Ahhh...relaxation!  Earlier, we had seen a couple of kitties in the parking area behind the house.  As it turns out, they belong to the owners.  One of them meowed at our back door, so we called him and he cautiously came inside.  The tag on his collar told us his name was "Nimitz," which caused us to giggle since there is a museum and hotel in honor of <a href="http://www.nimitz-museum.org/nimitzbio.htm">Admiral Nimitz</a>, who was raised in Fredericksburg and became a five-star Admiral.  We noticed the poor thing only had 3 legs, but it didn't seem to slow him down a bit and he was obviously well-fed and cared for.  He had a beautiful, tortoise-shell coloring.  I thought it strange that this cat seemed to gravitate to us.  Cats know who the suckers are...and we fit the description.  I placed Nimitz on the bed, on top of one of my sleep shirts, and he marched and marched and marched, until he finally wore himself out, or at least enough to lie down and do a little grooming.  We let him stay a little while, then reluctantly took him outside for the night.  I know he wasn't supposed to be in, but it broke my heart to boot him out in the rain.  I heard him meowing at the door several times during the night.  Poor baby.<br />
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The next morning, we headed back over to Fredericksburg Herb Farm for my 10:00 heated stone massage.  We met Gabriella (Gaby) who was to be my therapist.  Very nice person, and there was something vaguely familiar about her to me.  This thought kept occurring to me during the 90-minute treatment.<br />
<br />
I should say BLISS, because it was heavenly.  The power of human touch is amazing.  Large basalt rocks, smoothed by Mother Nature, are heated to 130 degrees (no more, no less) and placed under and on top of the body at certain points, including the Chakras.  They are also used in the actual massage, along with essential oils.  Music and aromatherapy were an important part of the treatment as well.  During part of the session, cold stones are also used.  The feeling of peace is amazing.  When Gaby placed her hands lightly on the outside of the towel without any movement, it was almost as effective as the massage.  There is something very moving and caring about it all, although you are paying for the therapy.  It's spiritual.  I cried three times.  It's a release, not only of tension but emotion.  She explained that it probably goes all the way back to my birth.<br />
<br />
Afterward we talked and I hugged her and thanked her profusely.  I told her she looked SO familiar, and that I couldn't figure out why.   She said maybe we had met in another life, and I told her you never know.  As I left the Quiet Haus, I was like Jello.<br />
<br />
I met Randy in the parking lot, and we went into the restaurant and had a wonderful lunch.  I realized why Gaby had looked familiar.  She and her husband, Rolf, had played at Oktoberfest as "The Old Munich Duo."  I noticed Gaby was standing at the front of the store, and I went up to her and told her.  She was surprised when I told her that I even remembered she had braces on at the time!  We had even taken a picture of her and Rolf.  Must find it and email it to her...she'll like that.  Rolf is such a character, and we have talked to him at several Oktoberfests, but his health has prevented him from performing as much as he once did.<br />
<br />
It's so strange to me how the Karmic Wheel spins, if you believe in that kind of stuff.  I just think it's God's Will in motion.  Besides all that, it made up for the crappy Valentine's Day we had.<b></b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2006 14:45:17 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[First of all, I found my cell phone, right after I blogged about losing it.  It was in the black hole of my purse; a zippered area that I NEVER put anything in.  I swear someone else put it there, but oh well.  At least I have it, for what it's worth.<br />
<br />
We're about to leave for Fredericksburg for an overnight stay at a B&B cottage.  (See post from 2/7.)  I'm looking forward to it, as this will probably be the last fun thing I get to do for awhile.  I'm looking at possibly making some major changes in my life that I can't discuss here just yet, but I can say that I'm feeling some trepidation and anxiety.  Time will tell what will happen.<br />
<br />
At this point, I feel like I'm at a crossroads in my life.  Would this be an early mid-life crisis?  Who knows?  I just know things haven't felt the same since I turned 40, three years ago.  Some of it has been positive, other elements not so good, but it has certainly awakened my perception and altered my outlook on life in general.  I know with help from above, anything is possible.  I just wish I could have more faith...mostly in myself.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 08:52:13 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[We got out of going to dinner last night because the other two couples weren't able to make it.  I was SO relieved.  I came home from work, started a fire in the fireplace, and put on my warmies.<br />
<br />
Today we're having light snow flurries and the temp is 19-20F (-7C).  It's painful out there.  We ran some errands this morning, the usual grocery thing, etc. but now we're home.  Well, I am anyway.  Randy has a remote tonight from 5 to 7 pm.  It's outdoors, but he'll be in the EAGLE van.  It's money, and he's happy to do it...but I'd much prefer he was here with me.  The roads are dry here, but two people that we know rolled their cars today on black ice just east of us on I-20.  They're both OK, but it's a scary situation.  No one was ready for this Arctic blast, although we were told it was coming.<br />
<br />
This hasn't been a real good day all the way around.  Everything we've tried to do has gone awry.  The garage door decided to quit working.  Our cashier at Wally World this morning had an attitude, and screwed up the transaction when we paid.  I lost my cell phone.<br />
<br />
Wake me when it's over.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2006 13:51:52 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Hob-nobbing with the &quot;blue bloods&quot;</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Randy's boss invited us to have dinner at the Country Club tonight, along with two other employees and their spouses.  Snoot Snoot Galoot.  I have mixed feelings about it, can you tell?<br />
<br />
<b>Pros:</b><br />
<br />
It's a free meal, probably prepared well, because one must dine well if one wants to keep up appearances, no?<br />
<br />
I like the people I'm going to be dining with.<br />
<br />
<b>Cons:</b><br />
<br />
We're not having dinner until 8:00.  That's too close to my beddy-bye time.  No, I'm not kidding.<br />
<br />
I don't like being around snobby people who think their money makes them better than everyone else.  I'm sure some of them don't fit that description, and I'm trying not to be judgmental, but I've seen it before.<br />
<br />
I feel uncomfortable in that type of setting.  My self-esteem isn't very good to begin with.  Whatever shall I wear?<br />
<br />
Now, pardon me while I play the grand piano.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 07:52:03 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Ten days ago, we made reservations at our favorite Italian restaurant for Valentine's Day.  No standing in line for us, no sir!  We were looking forward to a nice, quiet dinner.  We were told there would even be a special Valentine's Day menu...cool!<br />
<br />
We arrived at the restaurant yesterday evening and everything was great...until we realized that we couldn't order from the regular menu at all!  Their Valentine's package deal cost $100, which we quickly vetoed.  We were told you could also order steak or salmon, with grilled veggies.  Huh??  Isn't this an Italian food place?  No pasta?  That's the whole reason I wanted Italian!  Our waiter apologized, but said just for this night the regular menu wasn't even an option!  Angry and disappointed (but civil), we walked out.  <br />
<br />
By this time it was nearing 6:00 and we knew there would be no way we could get into a restaurant without a very long wait and crowds.  The traffic was worse than at Christmas-time.  We made a feeble attempt to drive by our other Italian place, where we noticed people were parked illegally!  We refused to go home and settle for frozen microwaveables, so I reluctantly mentioned the only place close by (other than fast food) that we might be able to get a table.  Buffalo Wild Wings.  That's right.  A sports bar/restaurant.  Big screens, arena football, Olympics and lots of noise.  How romantic.<br />
<br />
They had one vacant booth.  Joy!  So in true redneck style, we noshed on boneless chicken wings (Spicy Garlic), popcorn shrimp and fries.  We washed it down with tall Black and Tans.  "I luuuv U honey....*burrrrp*"  We laughed about that, but we were still steamed over how our V-Day turned out.  Randy's stress had caused him to develop a headache, so we went home, crawled into bed and went to sleep post-haste!<br />
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So how was your evening?]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 07:26:19 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Hearts and flowers and chocolate, oh my!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060214-vday4.gif">www.ashersarlin.com</a><br />
<a href="http://www.ashersarlin.com">www.ashersarlin.com</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 09:16:53 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Transition</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Poor Wylie.  He got his nose swatted at again this morning.  He can't understand why Gracie won't be affectionate with him the way Willow is.  Other than that, he pretty much accepts (and ignores) the fact we have another cat.  I think he's curious more than anything.  Don't let an outside cat get in the back yard though!  He chases anything that comes into the area which is strictly his territory.  We have told him that Gracie is another "friend," and he seems to understand that.<br />
<br />
Willow, on the other hand, is none too happy about the new kid on the block.  She has made her displeasure known.  The two are still getting used to seeing each other in the same room though, so I'm hoping by the end of the week things will be much less stressful...for them AND us.  Gracie has made herself right at home, so no problem there.  Willow is very resentful, so we're trying to give her extra love and affection.  It's breaking my heart.  I hope I didn't make a big mistake by adding another fuzzy friend.<br />
<br />
Can't we all just get along??]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 11:11:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[After months of toying with the idea of getting another cat, it finally happened yesterday.  We made the mistake of having lunch near PetSmart, and of course I had to go look at the kitties that Rescue The Animals has at their adoption center there.  Little did I know what was about to transpire...<br />
<br />
Right away, I spotted a Russian Blue mix.  I knew we were in trouble right then and there.  Randy reluctantly allowed them to take her out of her cage for a little visit...and this cat sucked what little was left of our souls right out.  Even Randy couldn't resist this time.  He was in love.  However, I think we need our heads examined, especially mine.  We were about to open up a BIG can of worms by taking this responsibility on.  But my heart ruled my head, as it usually does.  <br />
<br />
We were told her name is Gracie and she is 3 years old, which happens to be the same age as Willow.  We came home and got our little Kitty Cab and headed back to get her, knowing we were helpless to say no at this point.  <br />
<br />
Needless to say, Willow is NOT amused by this turn of events, but I really think in time they will be friends.  I hope.  There have been a few hasping/growling scenes, but it's been minimal considering the circumstances.  Gracie's "safe place" is Randy's bathroom for now.  She will be spending a lot of time locked up while we are at work, until everyone can get along, but she seems to think that she has hit the Kitty Lottery.  <br />
 <br />
Gracie is sooooo lovey and affectionate.  That is a characteristic of the Russian Blue breed.  She has gold eyes instead of green, which is really unusual for a Blue.  I'm thinking one of her parents must've been a black kitty.  She's slightly shorter and stockier than Willow and her coat is a little more plush rather than smooth.  She has a little white "beard" and a small area with some white hairs on her chest.  We love her!  She swatted poor Wylie's nose last night, and he was just trying to sniff her nose.  haha....Oh, the drama of it all!<br />
 <br />
Here are a few pics of the new baby.  Enjoy!<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060212-gracie1.jpg"></a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060212-gracie2.jpg"></a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060212-gracie3.jpg"></a> ]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 09:55:18 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Lost in a sea<br />
of endless emotion<br />
A reason to Be<br />
but not knowing<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 08:16:49 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Oops, I did it again</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I overslept this morning.  Again.  Probably because I woke up at 1:30 and again at 3:30.  Willow also had to get under the cubbies, not once but twice.  All of these interruptions were enough to throw off my internal sleep clock.  There's nothing like jumping out of bed first thing in the morning in a rush, feeling like Big Head Todd.  I hate it when that happens.<br />
<br />
It's been another week of unpleasant dreams, and last night was no exception.  Not nightmares, by any stretch, but subject matter that I'd rather not think about.  Work-related dreams, mostly.  I also have recurring dreams about being in different houses, and not being very happy about it.  Wonder what Freud would have to say.  Why can't I dream something pleasant for a change?  That rarely happens.  I guess I'm trying to work through problems in my unconscious/subconscious  state, who knows.  I'm a weird one.<br />
<br />
They say that SSRI's tend to cause some pretty crazy dreams, but you know, I really didn't need any help in that department.  However, the positive effects far outweigh the negative where Lex is concerned.  I don't want to take any chances by changing meds and going back to the way I was.  That is not a place I ever want to revisit.  I can deal with this just fine, thank you very much...<br />
<br />
Pleasant dreams everyone!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 9 Feb 2006 07:49:26 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Lost World</title>
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<description><![CDATA[This was on MSN yesterday.  It's a fascinating story.  There is also a photo gallery that brought tears to my eyes as I realized that something on this planet could be so unspoiled.<br />
<br />
<b>"Lost World" Found in Indonesia Is Trove of New Species<br />
Stefan Lovgren<br />
for National Geographic News<br />
February 7, 2006</b><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060208-lostworld.jpg">golden-mantled tree kangaroo</a><br />
<b><br />
To boldly go where no one has gone before, one group of scientists didn't have to venture into space. They found a lost world right here on Earth.<br />
<br />
"It really was like crossing some sort of time warp into a place that people hadn't been to," said Bruce Beehler of the wildlife expedition he co-led in December into the isolated Foja Mountains on the tropical South Pacific island of New Guinea.</b><br />
<br />
(To read the rest of this article click <a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2006/02/0207_060207_new_species.html">here</a>.)<br />
<br />
Described as a "Garden of Eden," this is a paradise that has somehow remained unscathed by humanity.  Until now, that is.  I pray that we don't screw this up.  We're bent on self-destruction, whether we realize it or not.  Every single one of us.<br />
<br />
This is a prime example of God's creation, and gives us a glimpse of what He intended.  It's a beautiful thing, don't you think?<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Alan Parsons Project - Turn of a Friendly Card</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 8 Feb 2006 08:17:01 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>The little things</title>
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<description><![CDATA[This morning, while it was still dark, I noticed a very bright star/planet low in the eastern sky.  At first I thought it might be a plane with its landing lights on, but it wasn't moving or blinking.  I don't remember ever seeing it before, and it was rather large.  A strange feeling came over me.  As many times as I've looked at the sky in the early mornings, why hadn't I seen this before?  I guess I could've done some research on the web to find out what it actually was, but that would have taken the mystery out of it.  Sometimes ignorance is bliss, if you know what I mean.<br />
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On another note, Randy and I talked about going to Fredericksburg for one night during our week off later this month.  We're going to try and book a small guesthouse that we've stayed in before.  It's called Miss Grace, and it's one half of a historic cottage.  The reservation service, <a href="http://www.fbglodging.com/">Gastehaus Schmidt</a>, calls the property, <a href="http://www.fbglodging.com/Lodging/garinn.htm">"The Garden Path."</a>  Miss Lisette is the other half of the house.  It's on a quiet street and breakfast items are provided, making it a B&B of sorts.<br />
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While there, I want to try and book a 90-minute hot stone massage at <a href="http://www.fredericksburgherbfarm.com/spa/index.htm">Fredericksburg Herb Farm's Day Spa</a>.  I've always wanted to experience that, and now's the time...IF I can get an appointment.  They seem to always be booked.<br />
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No, it's not the Hawaiian or Caribbean or Mexican vacation I really dreamed of, but that's OK.  Gives me something to look forward to in the future.  Until now, I'll enjoy what I have.  As I've said before, it's the little things.<br />
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<b>What I'm listening to: Alan Parsons Project - Pyramid</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 7 Feb 2006 07:51:51 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Photos from Saturday</title>
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<description><![CDATA[As promised, here are a couple of pics from our little get-together at my Dad's on Saturday.  It was a lot of fun, as you can see.  :o)<br />
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Have a great week everyone!<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060206-Kathy, Dad &amp; Paula Feb. 2006.JPG">Can't you just feel the love?</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060206-Shar-pei Twins.JPG">The Shar-Pei Twins strike again!</a><br />
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<b>What I'm listening to today: Elton John - Blue Moves</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 6 Feb 2006 09:31:20 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>I&apos;m sick and tired of being sick and tired</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I'm feeling slightly better, but I'm definitely not 100%.  In fact, I'm still coughing and on the puny side.  I hate to do it, but I think it's time to go the antibiotic route.  At least I only have to do a 3-day regimen.  I asked for the good stuff - that's what health insurance is for.  I hate taking meds, and the sooner I can get well the better.  This is beginning to get depressing.<br />
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Yesterday, I had a nice visit with my sister and Dad.  Will post some pics as soon as I feel up to it.  We don't have a chance to get together very often, as she lives 7 hours away.  You never know when it might be the last time to see someone you love, so I'm grateful we had the opportunity.  Life is so fragile, when you really think about it.<br />
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Today is the Super Bowl.  I wish I felt more excited, but all I can think about is getting healthy again.  I'm such a bad patient.  Besides, that I have no patience!<br />
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GO SEAHAWKS!  *grin*]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 5 Feb 2006 09:57:30 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Points to ponder</title>
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<description><![CDATA[My good friend Sabine sent me these quotes yesterday, courtesy of the fine folks at <a href="http://www.maltaforums.com">Malta Forums</a>.  How many of these can you relate to?<br />
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'Quotes'<br />
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1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me, either; just #$%^ off and leave me alone.<br />
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2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a flat tire.<br />
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3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.<br />
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4. Don't be irreplaceable; if you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.<br />
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5. No one is listening until you make a mistake.<br />
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6. Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else.<br />
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7. Never test the depth of the water with both feet.<br />
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8. It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.<br />
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9. It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.<br />
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10. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.<br />
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11. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.<br />
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12. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.<br />
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13. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat & drink beer all day.<br />
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14. If you lend someone $20, and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.<br />
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15. Don't squat with your spurs on.<br />
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17. If you drink, don't park; accidents cause people.<br />
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18. Some days you are the bug, some days you are the windshield.<br />
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19. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.<br />
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20. Duct tape is like the force; it has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together.<br />
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<b>What I'm listening to today:  Warren Zevon - Reconsider Me - The Love Songs</b><br />
(Randy just brought this home and I started listening to it this morning on the way to work...so far it's EXCELLENT!!)]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 3 Feb 2006 08:07:23 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Let&apos;s pump some iron!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Well, a steroid shot, and 3 prescription meds later, I'm back at work.  Hopefully, the shot and 2 of the meds will do the trick, but if they don't, I have a 3-day antibiotic waiting to be filled.<br />
<br />
Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I'll probably take advantage of the fact I have corticosteroids in my system and attempt my 3:00 break jog this afternoon.  Especially since I've missed so many opportunities to burn those nasty calories this week, and this Christmas fat isn't going away by itself.<br />
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My weekend is already planned, so I'm glad I went ahead and made that appointment.  My sister is coming in to see my Dad this weekend, and we are all planning on getting together for lunch on Saturday.  On Sunday morning, we're helping J.D. and Angel unload their moving truck, then Sunday evening is the Super Bowl.  All other activity will cease at that point.  Afterward, the football withdrawal will begin in earnest.<br />
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So, how's your week been?]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 2 Feb 2006 11:54:13 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Hurry up and wait</title>
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<description><![CDATA[The headline on the front page of yesterday's paper stated "Flu, colds hit students in Abilene."  Now <b>there's</b> a news flash for ya.<br />
<br />
I called the doc's office first thing yesterday morning, only to be told they couldn't see me until Thursday at 9:00 am.  They were apologetic, although it was no fault of theirs.  Well, except the main physician had broken his leg playing racquetball, forcing the P.A. (whom I see) to take on his patient load in addition to her own.  (I found out from a friend of the doc that he still came in half a day, cruising around his office in a wheelchair.)<br />
<br />
Good grief, Charlie Brown!<br />
<br />
Of course, I took the appointment.  Randy was kind enough to go get me some OTC meds yesterday, so maybe we could both get some sleep.  I did manage to stay unconscious last night, thankfully, but was plagued with some downright creepy dreams.  Like I needed more of those.<br />
<br />
To top things off, I pulled a muscle next to my left shoulder blade this morning.  I don't even know how I did it, it just started hurting...and is still painful.<br />
<br />
Yep, I'm falling apart.  2006 is coming in like a lion.  Does this mean it will go out like a lamb?]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 1 Feb 2006 15:35:58 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Let me up, I&apos;ve had enough</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Day Seven of the "light cold."  Again, I should've kept my big mouth shut.  It has now morphed into:<br />
<br />
A. Bronchitis<br />
B. An upper respiratory infection<br />
C. Pharphalonus (I made that one up)<br />
<br />
Either way, the little green couple on the Mucinex commercial have set up housekeeping in my lungs.  I'm ready to give them their eviction notice.<br />
<br />
Speaking of keeping my mouth shut, I coughed for over an hour last night after I lay down.  Desperate for sleep, Randy got up and found some over-the-counter cough syrup that we had left from a previous go-round.  I have to say, that was the NASTIEST stuff I've ever tasted.  Never again.  I had to force 4 teaspoons down.  Afterward, I coughed for another 30 minutes before falling asleep.<br />
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I hate to, but it's time to call the doc.  That's what medical insurance is for.  $10 office visit.  OK, so that's all I have left in my checking account, so what?<br />
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At least I still have my warped sense of humor, for what it's worth.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 07:13:39 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>My boys</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I don't really have anything to blog about this morning, so here are a few pictures from last Sunday.  Enjoy!<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060130-theboys1.jpg">It's game day with the boys!</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060130-theboys2.jpg">Spoiled Rotten!!</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060130-theboys3.jpg">Happy Happy Happy....</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 07:26:08 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Influences</title>
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<description><![CDATA[This item appeared in my inbox this morning, and I found it very interesting:<br />
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<b>The Feeling<br />
Twelve Stops And Home<br />
Album Sampler</b><br />
<br />
<i>Show some love!!! The Feeling are here with a heart-warming compilation of superb tracks. Get ready for some serious easy listening and the gentle sounds of five boys from London and Sussex.<br />
<br />
Describing themselves as ‘soft rock archaeologists’, they have been compared as sounding similar to Supertramp and ELO, with comparable hasty but mild rhythms. Influences came from sources as wide as Queen, Abba and The Beach Boys, which delivers ambient, lovable music, truly represented in this album sampler ‘Twelve stops and home’. The 12-track album will be available in March.<br />
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The Sampler features tracks such as ‘Sewn’, ‘Fill My Little World’ and ‘Strange’, all available to listen to on their official website. My favourite of the sampler is ‘Never be lonely’ it has a gentle melody dropping at the chorus to give the bass opportunity to boast. Each track is individual but collectively are all skilfully written and incredibly enjoyable to listen to.<br />
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The Feeling began as a covers band performing songs by The Kinks, Stevie Wonder and The Rolling Stones but are now presenting their own material, currently touring the UK until late February.<br />
<br />
Jude Kitchin<br />
</i><br />
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I went to the official site for <b><a href="http://thefeeling.com">The Feeling</a></b>, and had a listen.  I was intrigued.  Yes, the influences mentioned are definitely in place, particularly on the track, "Never Be Lonely."  Unabashedly 'trampish.  Nice ear candy, to say the very least!<br />
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I look forward to the March release of this album.  Check it out...]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2006 19:21:26 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>TGIF</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Other than the fact that my throat feels like it's been scraped with a cheese grater, I don't feel too bad.  It looks like I may have gotten lucky, knock wood.  This cold isn't too severe, either that or my immune system is doing its job.  Oh, I'd still love to crawl into bed - don't get me wrong.  The longer I'm vertical, the worse I feel.  Just enough to be really irritating.<br />
<br />
My workload has picked up again.  All the non-profits are doing their tax receipt mailings, so naturally they all have to go out at the same time.  That's the nature of the direct mail biz.  Feast or famine, always.  Rarely do I have a slow day at work.  Hence my laziness on the weekends.<br />
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Must have a breakfast burrito when Gail comes around to take our orders.  Hot sauce (salsa) always helps whatever ails you.  Those burritos are super bad for you though, so I'll resist the temptation to have more than one.  I didn't jog yesterday, and I don't feel up to it today either, so I'm just being bad all the way around.  That's what happens when you're feeling puny and sorry for yourself at the same time.<br />
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The worst part is that I look about the same as I feel, and I really don't care.  My poor coworkers.<br />
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I hope this finds you, the reader, in good health.  That is everything, isn't it?<br />
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Enjoy your weekend.  I'm going to do my darndest (is that a word?) to do the same!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 09:23:20 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>&apos;Tis the season to...ah-choo!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[On New Year's Eve, I blogged about how I hadn't had so much as a cold in 2005.  Well, I guess I shouldn't have popped off like that, because you guessed it...I started having the tell-tale symptoms yesterday.  Lovely, lovely, lovely.<br />
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In spite of that irritating fact, Randy and I took off work yesterday at lunch and had a wonderful, low-key type of afternoon.  He had a couple of gift cards that he made good use of, we drank lattes at a new bookstore here in town, and lazed away the rest of the day.<br />
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I'm not sick very often though, and I admit I'm not a good patient - even when it's just a cold.  I want to crawl into bed and sleep.  Some people want to be left alone when they're under the weather.  Not me.  I want to be coddled and waited on.<br />
<br />
Is it the weekend yet?  *whine, whine*]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2006 10:18:39 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>A day to celebrate!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[My best friend, soul mate, and love of my life is another year older today.<br />
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It's amazing we're together.  I didn't date when I was in high school.  I was the typical straight-laced, straight-A, band geek.  I don't think anyone noticed I was even alive until my junior year.  Even then, I wasn't exactly Miss Popularity.  That was fine, but I was quite lonely.<br />
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By the time I was in my early 20's, I had just about given up on finding someone to spend my life with, and I had accepted it.  Then I found Randy, or maybe he found me.  It's a long story, but our families had known each other when I was in Junior High...so it was strange that we had that history, although many years had passed by the time we got together.  We were together over a year, before we married.  I was almost 25 years old.<br />
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All I know is that it was SUPPOSED to happen this way.  I never thought I'd be so lucky.  He is an amazing person.  He's domestic, where I am not.  He's intelligent, funny and caring.  He loves music and animals the same way I do.  He is water and I am fire, but it works.<br />
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I thank God that He has given Randy to me to love.  Every day is a gift!  I hope I never have to know life without him.<br />
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Happy Birthday, Randy, and may you have many more!  ]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2006 07:46:55 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Another one of life&apos;s little mysteries</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Why does music sound so much better in the early morning?  Or is it just me?  (Granted, I realize a lot of things are "just me.")  Does anyone else feel this way?<br />
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The only thing I enjoy about driving to work is having some good tunes in the CD player, and turning the volume up as I drive east toward the rising sun.  With the bright rays and/or beautiful cloud patterns and colors in view, it's very powerful.  It stirs my emotions and prepares me for the day.<br />
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Music fascinates me.  Those who create it and perform it for us intrigue me even more.<br />
<br />
I remember when Randy and I were backstage after a Moody Blues show years ago.  We met John Lodge and Justin Hayward, and I was having my favorite Moodies album sleeve signed.  ("Long Distance Voyager"...a must!)  Justin asked if I would hold his wine glass.  I almost passed out.  Afterward, and many times since then, Randy and I have had a good laugh over that.  If only Justin knew just who he was asking.  I am the world's worst "spiller," but I didn't spill a single drop.  What a great memory. <br />
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Music evokes that in me, and so much more.  It's difficult for me to think of musicians as mere mortals, although common sense tells me otherwise. <br />
<br />
I think everyone needs a little magic and mystery in their lives anyway, so is that such a bad thing?<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Justin Hayward-John Lodge - Blue Jays</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 08:43:44 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>A break from the routine</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I received a Jury summons in the mail 2 weeks ago, telling me my presence was required on January 23, 2006.  I was dreading it, but you know things usually end up being a lot better than you envision them.  Such was the case this morning.<br />
<br />
About 190 people were summoned, and out of this number, they needed 150-plus!  I knew my odds weren't looking very good.  They needed five preliminary panels for 2 civil cases and 3 District court trials, from which they would choose 12 final jurors each.<br />
<br />
I was chosen for the final panel, a District court case.  Great...I envisioned myself serving on a jury for about a week at that point.  In fact, I was starting to actually "gear up" for what was to come.  The bailiff came in, after we had a 15-minute break, and I expected us to be escorted to the courtroom for final selection by the attorneys.  Instead, he announced that "some things had changed" in the case, and everyone in our 40-person panel was free to go!  We were all half-cheering, and as we stood up to leave, I said "I Love You Man!"  That received a few laughs from my peers.  As I walked out of the courthouse, I actually had an endorphin rush.  YESSSSSS!<br />
<br />
All this started at 8:30 a.m. and I didn't get out until around 10:30 or later.<br />
<br />
Someday, I'll have to serve.  It will be interesting.  But I'm willing to put it off a little while longer.<br />
<br />
My point is....can't we all just get along?  The world would be so much easier to live in, in more ways than one!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 17:52:52 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Sweet Sound</title>
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<description><![CDATA[An unfamiliar (but most welcome) <i>tap, tap, tap</i> awakened me before dawn - raindrops hitting the window pane.  I couldn't believe it, but was so thankful.  Then, a rumble of thunder.  Unfortunately, it only lasted a couple of minutes, but it was such a treat.  I dozed off again, hoping more would come while I slept the rest of the early morning.  If it has been during waking hours, I'd have rushed outside and stood in it, letting all my senses take it in.  As it was, I simply sighed happily and snuggled further into my cocoon of blankets.<br />
<br />
Our governor has asked the federal government to declare Texas a legal disaster area due to the drought.  This will provide relief for our farmers and ranchers financially.  Their crops lie in ruin.<br />
<br />
The San Andreas fault line has nothing on the cracks in the ground on the side of my house.  The ground is like concrete, and the grass like potato chips crunching under your feet.<br />
<br />
All this, while the folks in Washington state have been deluged with rain every single day, and are praying for the exact opposite.  Strange world we live in.<br />
<br />
As I type this, it's cloudy and blue-gray.  I love it.  Unfortunately, most of the rain is north and east of us already.  We have another shot at precipitation on Wednesday and Thursday.  <br />
<br />
Repeat as needed, PLEASE.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 08:35:46 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Clarity</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Hopes and dreams<br />
blown away with the sands of time,<br />
Revealing the treasure<br />
that would have been<br />
Missed<br />
]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2006 07:40:01 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Indelibly Stamped?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I hesitated blogging about this, but I've bared my soul for the world before, so why stop now?<br />
<br />
Have you ever wanted to do something totally out of character?  Maybe you just needed to express yourself in the midst of your boring routine.  Perhaps you had some self-esteem issues, or you were just frustrated with the status quo.<br />
<br />
How about all of the above?  That would be me, at least part of the time.  Woe be to anyone who experiences my mercurial nature.<br />
<br />
Being a frustrated artist, my latest interest has been in tattoos.  Those of you who know me are probably shocked.  This isn't the first time I've thought about getting one, but usually it's only a passing fancy.  I don't really know why, but I'm fascinated by this lately, to the chagrin of my husband who is vehemently against my acting on it.  Because of this, I'm going to respect his wishes by not following through, but it doesn't stop my interest.  I know he's probably right, although I don't want to admit it.<br />
<br />
Tattooing is an ancient art form.  Yes, it's permanent.  That's enough to make most people change their minds.  You had better be careful what you choose to ink your body with, because it's there for life...even if you live to be 80-something and it morphs into something hideous.<br />
<br />
I've done my own henna tattoos in the past, and it was fun...but I'm not very good at it and it's messy.  Besides, I'm just lazy and I want a professional to do it.  Unfortunately, we don't have a mehndi artist here.  Like most creative things that are outside the box, one must drive 2 to 3 hours to have access.<br />
<br />
Just feeling a little down today.  This too shall pass, and will only be a silly memory.  My logical brain will kick in once again.<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Supertramp - Breakfast in America (MFSL gold disc)<br />
</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 08:54:20 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>She couldn&apos;t get her poor old body to move</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I overslept 15 minutes this morning.  I hate it when that happens.<br />
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I've never used an alarm clock.  My brain just seems to know when it's time to wake up.  The only time I use an alarm is when I have to get up at "OMG it's early," like when we are going out of town on vacation.  You know, the important stuff.  Otherwise, I have no use for those irritating sounding things, although we have to get up at 5:30 during the work week.<br />
<br />
All this talk about needing less sleep as you get older is a crock.  Sleep is my friend, and I do my best to get plenty of it every night.  In fact, we go to bed ridiculously early, we love our shut-eye so much.  As I jumped, um, rolled out of bed this morning, I felt like I had been run over by a truck.  It was all I could do not to crawl back into my cocoon.  The waterfall sound coming from our white noise machine didn't help with the waking process either.<br />
<br />
The funny thing is, although we didn't rush our morning routine, I was ready for work even earlier than usual.  In fact, I'm using some of the time this morning to type this.  Strange how that works.  Maybe it's one of my strange dreams.<br />
<br />
"I'm only sleeping...."<br />
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<b>What I'm listening to: The La's - The La's</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 07:36:10 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>The Guv is back!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[After a month in the shop, The Guv has returned.  (See post on 12/15.)<br />
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He has a new (well, remanufactured) engine.  For all intents and purposes, it's like having a new car, without those pesky car payments.  (We already have plenty of those, thank you very much!)  We looked at the itemized statement they gave us, and if we had to pay for the repairs, it would have been over $4,600 worth.  As it stands, we are only out $500, which is what the original repair cost.  I feel a bit sorry for the people at the repair shop, but it was their responsibility.  At least they were honest about it.  They tried putting 2 used engines in it, but could not fix the problem, so they had no choice but to spend the money on a new one.<br />
<br />
I didn't realize how much I missed my comfy ride until it wasn't there for me.  Oh, the things we take for granted.<br />
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Float....float ooooon.......  :o)]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2006 07:49:08 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Perfect end to the weekend</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Sunset as seen through the tree in my front yard.<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 07:41:16 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Some days are diamonds</title>
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<description><![CDATA[What a great day I had yesterday.<br />
<br />
J. D. and Angel, our friends from Dallas, spent Friday night with us.  Angel had 2 job interviews here yesterday, and she accepted a position.  They are moving here the first week of February.  Randy has already hired J. D. at the radio station, which was a natural thing to do since J. D. and Randy used to do a morning show together on the air years ago.  Experience counts!<br />
<br />
We had lunch at my favorite Italian restaurant.  Pasta always improves my mood.  Then the owner bought us espresso (and cappuccino for me), and sat down and drank some with us.  Really nice!<br />
<br />
We stayed home the rest of the day, kept the fire going in the fireplace (ahhhh, lovely!), and watched the NFL playoffs.  <br />
<br />
I also had the good fortune of chatting with three of my friends yesterday, one of whom I hadn't seen in cyber in many moons.  I love having this link to the outside world.  It brings these people right to my door.<br />
<br />
I look forward to seeing more of my friends in the chatroom today, if they are able.<br />
<br />
Friends and family are everything.<br />
<br />
Enjoy your Sunday!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 09:56:24 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Kathy Jones, AdD, OcD</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<b><i>NOTE: In the following diatribe, I am making fun only of <b>MYSELF</b>... not the disorders of OCD and ADD.  Like any other illness, there are people who truly suffer from it and also those who just claim they do.  It's not my desire to lessen the importance of proper diagnosis and treatment.  I know, from personal experience.  </i></b><br />
<br />
I was attempting to read a blog this morning that went waaaay over my head.  ZOOM!  I skimmed the same paragraphs 2 or 3 times.  But wouldn't you know, I just couldn't comprehend it.  After complaining about that fact to my husband, the conversation was thus:<br />
<br />
Randy: "You have to focus!"<br />
Me: "Do you think I have ADD?"<br />
Randy: "Yes."<br />
Me: "Really?"<br />
Randy: "Yes."<br />
Me: "That really hurts my feelings!"<br />
<br />
Does this remind you of anything?<br />
<br />
<i>"Honey, do these jeans make me look fat?"</i>  The husband (or significant other), sick and tired of hearing the same question, finally says, "Yes!"  just so she will stop asking.<br />
<br />
Now Randy says that's why he answered that way.  Sure.  Men: Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.  But that's a subject for another time.<br />
<br />
Seriously, without proper treatment for clinical depression and a bit of OCD which I've been genetically "blessed" with, there is no way I'd be here, much less blogging about it.<br />
<br />
See, I admitted it...for the whole world to see.  Big deal!<br />
<br />
I strongly encourage anyone who is suffering to seek help.  It's out there.  Finding the right treatment is not an easy road, but you can make it!  There's nothing to be ashamed of.  You don't see diabetics going without insulin, do you?<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Badfinger - Straight Up</b><br />
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<br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 08:35:41 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Frustrations of a Pseudo-Webmaster</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Ahhh, the joys of having a website.   <a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20060110-smilie-angry pc.gif"></a><br />
<br />
Two days ago, Google decided to dump my site back into the sandbox.  Or is that quicksand?  Oh, my old URL was still coming up on Page 2 of a search under my top keyword, but the new site had completely <i>disappeared</i>, as if it never existed.  <b>Arrrghhhhhh!</b><br />
<br />
I admit, I don't code my site.  OK, all you HTML snobs just calm down!  Someday I'm going to learn.  I'm a very visual type of person, so I have to be able to "see" what I'm doing as I go.  I guess this is reminiscent of my younger days, when I used to do pencil portraits: an old-fashioned creative outlet.  It had its own set of frustrations, believe me.  I would never be 100% happy with what I had done.<br />
<br />
The same applies today.  Nowadays, we have technology to help us be more productive and creative, but there are positive and negative aspects of this as well.  I'm constantly striving to improve my site, both visually and with content.  I have a long way to go.<br />
<br />
I don't think anyone ever actually "gets there."  That's what develops character, and patience, which I could sure use more of.  So where is it already?<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: George Harrison - All Things Must Pass</b><br />
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 <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2006 08:53:33 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Civic duty...hmph!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[The only thing worse than a bill, the dreaded green card, was in my mailbox yesterday.  No, this has nothing to do with immigration.  It was a Jury Summons.  They say a computer randomly selects who receives this honor.  Hogwash.  My name just keeps coming up, repeatedly.  I got lucky the last time.  My summons was cancelled before I had to go to the courthouse.  Before long though, I know I'm going to actually have to serve on a jury.  That  prospect fills me with dread.  <br />
<br />
You would think I'd be excited.  When I actually watch TV, my favorite shows  are documentaries shown on A&E and Court TV: Forensic Files, American Justice, City Confidential and Cold Case Files.  It's fascinating how they catch these scumbags, even years after the crime.  The science of forensics and the workings of the human mind never cease to amaze me.<br />
<br />
I don't want to decide someone's fate, though.  What if I'm wrong?  It's easy to watch it on TV, but a very different thing to deal with in real life.<br />
<br />
My summons is for January 23rd.  A week and a half to think about it.<br />
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GUILTY!!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 09:33:33 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>What a way to start a week</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Things are so bad at my workplace that even the mice which run amok here are committing suicide.  I'm not making this up.  One of my coworkers found one, drowned, in the ladies toilet yesterday.<br />
<br />
All together now, EWWWWWWW!  Glad I didn't see it.  Poor thing.  I don't know if it's the drought or the depression that got him.<br />
<br />
I <b>finally</b> had some time this morning to clean the inch-think layer of dust (and God knows what else) off of my work center.  I think it was last cleaned about a year ago.  I'm probably not exaggerating here.  My house looks like Mr. Clean lives there by comparison, and that is saying something.  Remember, I don't have a domestic bone in my body.  I just couldn't take it anymore, so I was HAPPY to do it, so I could actually see the items on my desk again.<br />
<br />
Actually, it's good that things have slowed down temporarily...at least long enough for me to catch my breath before the next onslaught.  The holiday rush just about did me in this year.  I really tried to overcome it, but I don't think I did a very good job.<br />
<br />
Must try harder.  Don't want to end up like the mouse.<br />
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<b>What I'm listening to: Porcupine Tree - Deadwing</b><br />
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 <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2006 09:03:39 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Things could be worse...<br />
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<b>What I'm listening to: Vienna Teng - Warm Strangers</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 9 Jan 2006 07:36:40 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Escape</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Although I love my humble abode, and am always happy to return to it at the end of the day, I often find myself longing to travel and see new places.  My job situation has been very frustrating (or maybe I'm just getting more impatient with it as I get older).  Recently, that and many other things have triggered many dream journeys as I sleep.  Since it's neither feasible financially or time-wise to travel in reality, I guess this is my way of escaping the routine.  <br />
<br />
My dreams are almost always in technicolor.  Last night, I travelled by train in one dream.  (I love trains, especially the old steam locomotives.)    We were riding up and around a mountain.  It was spring or summer, I remember the green.  There were intriguing sights along the way, which of course made no sense except in a dream.<br />
<br />
Another journey involved preparing to go on a cruise, and being on the ship itself.  A lot of strange details.  Even at what I perceived to be a port-of-call, I was on a tram or some other form of transportation.  A beautiful tropical island, I felt it must have been, because suddenly everyone was surrounded (even partially immersed somehow) by a sea of brightly colored flowers.  I remember trying to capture the scene on my camera while we were in motion, trying to get that perfect shot, without much success.<br />
<br />
I used to keep a dream journal, but it started making me dream even more.  LOL  Just what I don't need.  Of course, everyone dreams every night...it's just that some have the ability to recall them upon waking, because of the type of sleep they experienced.<br />
<br />
Some of my other dreams are troubling, even disturbing.  But I love my virtual travels.  Even if I AM exhausted the next day.<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Neil Young - Unplugged</b>  <br />
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 <pubDate>Sun, 8 Jan 2006 08:29:37 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Pardon my blog</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<i>NOTE:  Those of you who are offended by bathroom humor, stop reading now!</i><br />
<br />
I'm certifiable.  Borderline insane, that is.  I accept that.  Things are funny to me that others just don't get.  I can't help it.  So, my apologies in advance for this post, but I've gotta be meeeeee.  Besides, only about 4 people read this blog so far.  So what the heck.<br />
<br />
Last night, I received my latest order from sephora.com.  (Thanks for the gift card, Craig & Lee...you rock!)  This place is a virtual paradise for women.  (And men, to a lesser extent.)  Cosmetics, fragrance, skin care, you name it.    It's probably a good thing I've never been in the actual store, which is a mere 3-hour drive from me.  They might have to drag me out of there.<br />
<br />
One of the items I purchased is one of the coolest (and funniest) things I've ever seen.  It's called Laughing Gas.  It's a bathroom spray that smells like um, cinnamon buns.  (No pun intended.)  I gave it to Randy, for obvious reasons.  We put it to the test this morning, and whadda ya know?  The stuff works!  Besides all that, it's a great conversation piece.  The photo on the front of the bottle shows a little kid on his potty-chair, doing a little "reading."  Too funny.<br />
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directions: lightly spray upwards and away from the face, into the center of room.  can be used as a pre-emptive strike to spare yourself and others of embarrassment or use after the main event to clear the air.<br />
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I was rolling!!<br />
<br />
What's REALLY awesome: the company who makes it, Philosophy, donates 100% of the proceeds to The Entertainment Industry Foundation's National Colorectal Cancer Research Alliance.  This form of cancer is the second leading cause of cancer-related deaths for men and women in the U.S.  Now THAT is not a laughing matter.  <br />
<br />
Kudos to Philosophy for promoting early detection, with the sale of something really fun.  Not to mention effective.  But I won't go into that.  Even <b>I </b>have my limits, at least on a blog.  <br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: Elton John - Elton John</b><br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 6 Jan 2006 09:15:36 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Daily Drama</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Sometimes, you just need a little reminder that your life isn't so bad.  My reminder is recorded on VHS tape, the old-fashioned way, between noon and 1 pm on Monday through Friday.<br />
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When I was growing up, my sister and I would spend a few lazy summer weeks being spoiled at my grandparents' house.  I remember Granny sitting at her sewing machine while she watched "her stories."  All else came to a screeching halt.  My sister and I struggled to keep quiet, especially when Papaw was sleeping so he could work the graveyard shift.  We were so bored!  It was just past lunchtime, and we weren't allowed to walk down to the "pond" until at least an hour after eating.  We were TOLD we could get cramps and drown.  Now, I'm not so sure.  I think Granny just wanted some peace while she caught up on the goings-on of her soaps.<br />
<br />
After I reached adulthood, I thought people who watched this stuff needed their heads examined.  "What a waste of time, sure am glad I'm above that."  <br />
<br />
Then one day Randy came home and confessed: he was hooked on "Days of our Lives," and was watching it in the studio AT WORK!  I teased him unmercilessly.  He defended himself by explaining that two of the other jocks were addicted to "General Hospital."  This was a source of great amusement for me.  Hoo-boy, all these macho-types, acting just like my Granny.<br />
<br />
Some time later, while we were both off work for a whole week, he tuned in to watch "his stories."  Of course!  He couldn't miss an episode, could he?  Against my better judgement, you guessed it...I watched it with him.  BIG mistake.  <br />
<br />
That was months ago.  Seems like years.  Every day, after work, same routine.  We rewind the tape and hit the couch for the latest misadventures of our Salemites.  We laugh, gripe, and make fun of everything that is said and done.  Sometimes we even shed a tear or two.  I swear I could write this stuff.  It's so predictable.  Then why do I still have to watch?<br />
<br />
Don't tell anyone.  This can be our little secret.<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: America - Alibi</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 4 Jan 2006 14:38:43 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Back to (ab)normal</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Another major dust storm hit with full force yesterday, with wind gusts up to 45 mph.  We broke the high previously set in January 1, 1910 with a temp of 81 F.  (This makes me wonder what our summer is going to be like...<i>shudder</i>)  When I walked out onto the back porch after sundown, the wind had calmed considerably, but an incredible haze remained, obliterating any view of the stars.  Not even my old buddy Orion the Hunter was able to break through.<br />
<br />
This morning was a completely different story.  Sunny and cool, with blue skies.  We decided it would be in our best interests to go for a jog.  I put on a Rolling Stones shirt to get a little attitude going.  I figure if Mick can do it, so can I.  (OK, so I don't have a personal trainer or millions of dollars.  Minor detail.)  The weather was gorgeous.  I was determined and inspired, so I finished the complete route--about 3 miles' worth, around our neighborhood.  As we jogged, we noticed other people taking advantage of the beautiful day.  You could tell everyone was preparing to return to their routines, after surviving another holiday season.  Human nature is interesting.  <br />
<br />
The only thing I'm not looking forward to is going back to work, after being off for over a week.  It was nice, while it lasted...but I wouldn't say it's the healthiest week I've ever had.<br />
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Oh, and I found out that Wylie and Willow like black-eyed pea gravy.  They had some for luck last night, so maybe we're covered now.<br />
<br />
<b>January 2nd, perfect day for a ride with the top down.  No, I'm not driving.<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 2 Jan 2006 13:16:43 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Goodbye to &apos;05</title>
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<description><![CDATA[As I was sitting here at home, staying out of the melee' which is New Year's Eve, a song jumped into my head.  (What else is new, you ask?)  I sipped my champagne and enjoyed cheese (and later, cheesecake).  Then I pondered the lyrics that Sinatra so beautifully brought to life.  How appropriate for the occasion.<br />
<br />
<b>But now the days grow short<br />
I’m in the autumn of the year<br />
And now I think of my life as vintage wine<br />
from fine old kegs<br />
from the brim to the dregs<br />
And it poured sweet and clear<br />
It was a very good year</b><br />
                           <i>--composed by Ervin Drake</i><br />
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Health; I don't think I had so much as a cold in 2005.  That alone is cause for celebration, in my mind.  Happiness; I had much.  Again, it's the little things.  Lots of them.    More than I can count or summarize in a blog post.<br />
<br />
It WAS a very good year.  I wish the same for everyone in 2006 and beyond.<br />
<br />
Don't forget to eat your black-eyed peas...<br />
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 <pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2005 21:42:10 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>When the party&apos;s over</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday morning, we got up at 6:30 and took down the Christmas tree.  I was ready to get my house, and my life, back.  Unfortunately, the Guv is still in the shop, so we had no way to take the tree to the drop-off location for recycling (mulching).  Hence, I have a poor, dried out, but well-loved Christmas tree laying over on its side, thanks to our wonderful West Texas wind.  It's nestled against the fence in our front yard.  Lovely.  Another White Trash moment at the Jones house.<br />
<br />
I also made a pathetic attempt at jogging yesterday, for the first time in over 2 months.  I refuse to step on the scale, but my clothing is telling me I've added another 10 pounds (or so) to my 5-foot, 1-inch (and a half) frame.  It's not easy to get blood to the brain when the waistband of your jeans is cutting the circulation off.  I don't know why.  Anyway, I BARELY managed one mile.  I thought I was going to die.  I'm not a smoker, but last night I coughed like I had inhaled 3 packs.  Today was only slightly better, but you have to start sometime.  Since the weather here lately has been spring-like, I really have no excuse.  The day after Christmas, we broke a high record temperature.  It was 81 F.<br />
<br />
One last hoorah this weekend, then it's back on the reality wagon.  Hope your New Year's Eve is a SAFE but fun one.<br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 14:48:11 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Christmas Memories</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Boy, did I make the rounds over the holiday weekend!<br />
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On Christmas Eve, we drove out to Randy's parents for lunch and opened presents there.  Afterward, we travelled to another town to see my Dad and his wife for more holiday fun.  We had a nice, long visit, and then we returned to Hawley where Randy's parents live to attend a communion service at church.  As we sang the last song,  Silent Night, we all held candles and were filled with the true Spirit of the season.<br />
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The following morning, we left for my grandmother's, which is about a 3-hour drive.  My Mom and her husband came in from Arizona, and my sister and her husband drove in from the southern Texas coast, with his Mum from England who is staying with them.  It was wonderful to see everyone again, although Janet (Ash's Mum) forgot to bring her tea (she makes a mean cuppa, and I was looking forward to that, but she promised to send us some).  We settled for coffee, wine and brew.  After having lunch and opening presents, we played a domino game called "Train."  I've never laughed so much in my life!  My mom brought their chihuahua, Chica.  Her former owners abused her, and she is deaf, so she is very wary of people.  But we all ended up holding her.  Talk about spoiled!  The dog had more toys than I have clothes!  That's pretty much how we treat  our pets, so it was no surprise.<br />
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My life is rich, although financially I'm in the poorhouse at the moment!  *grin*  I wouldn't have it any other way.  Life's too short not to enjoy it while you can!  So....look in on some of our Christmas celebration.  I hope yours was just as wonderful.<br />
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(Put your mouse over the photos for those all-important captions.)<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-RandyMaryandLeeChristmas05.jpg">Randy, Mary June and Lee Ann...Mom with her children.</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-jones051.JPG">The Joneses - Before eggnog</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-jones052.jpg">...AFTER eggnog.  OK, not really...no eggs were harmed in the making of these photos.</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-KathyandDadChristmas05.JPG">Dad wearing his new Texas Tech University sweatshirt</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051229-MomandKathyDec05.JPG">Mom and me</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-Dominos.JPG">Paula won this round...I think she's happy about it.</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-Concentration.JPG">Strategizing (is that a word?)</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-PaulaandKathy1.JPG">My sister, Paula, and moi</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-paulaandkathy2.jpg">You WILL try the decaf!!!</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-JanetandAsh.JPG">Ash showing his Mum, Janet, some of the pics on his camera.</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-Fiddler.JPG">Doyle (Granny's husband) is quite the musician.  My Granny is such a groupie!</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051228-Sunset December 26 2005.JPG">An absolutely gorgeous sunset as we neared home.  That is a gift in itself!</a>]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 10:44:32 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title></title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=66</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051222-card1.jpg"></a><a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051223-card2c.jpg"></a>]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 07:12:36 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Santa&apos;s little helper</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=64</link>
<description><![CDATA[Wylie didn't leave my side on Saturday, as I struggled to wrap all the gifts I had bought.  He was "helping," as usual.  After awhile, a bit of silliness overtook me (surprise, surprise) and naturally, I had to get the camera out once again.  Poor Wylie, he's so abused.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051221-Wylie Claus.jpg">Get this thing off of me!!</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051221-Wylie Claus 2.jpg">Is this really necessary, Mama?</a><br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: "Please Please Me" - The Beatles</b>]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 07:35:37 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Not a creature was stirring, EXCEPT a....</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=63</link>
<description><![CDATA[Willow couldn't believe her good fortune on Sunday morning.  Christmas came early.<br />
<br />
She had been parking in front of the washer for about a week, telling us that there was a mouse in the house.  This was the first time this had happened since Radar caught one, years ago.  <br />
<br />
I knew it would be a matter of time before it came into her possession.<br />
<br />
Sure enough, on Sunday, Randy announced she had captured it.  I was horrified at first, then fascinated.  She was in our entryway, playing GENTLY (yet actively) with this little creature.  Normally, I'm scared of mice...but somehow I was rooting for the little guy (or girl).  I grabbed the camera and started snapping, in between running away screaming when it looked like the mouse was headed my direction.<br />
<br />
We watched for a good 30 minutes, as she picked it up gingerly in her mouth, put her paw on its tail, darted back and forth as it hid under the rug and tried to jump up the side of the bottom of the stairs.  The mouse wasn't harmed in any way.  In fact, I'm not really sure it was that frightened.  After watching this go on and on, Randy finally got a plastic cup and scooped up Willow's new playmate, took him outside and placed him on the other side of the back fence.  I think he earned his right to live another day.  I was actually relieved that Willow didn't kill him.  I don't like to see ANY animal harmed, although I would prefer that rodents weren't inside my house.<br />
<br />
Afterward, Willow kept looking for her new friend.  Then she went into a deep depression, pouting and letting us know she was not pleased that her Christmas gift had been taken away.  (I thought I was going to have to put her on Kitty Prozac.)  She then curled up in her little bed and slept the entire day, pointedly ignoring any attempts for us to coddle her.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051220-mouse1.jpg"></a><br />
(my poor hibiscus are dropping their leaves, what a mess)<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051220-mouse2.jpg">Daddy moved the rug for her when the mouse ran under</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051220-mouse4.jpg">Wylie and Daddy look on...</a><br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to: "Have a Nice Decade - The '70s Pop Culture Box"</b>]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=63</comments>
 <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 07:42:49 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Very creative video and song</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=62</link>
<description><![CDATA[Several days ago, a friend of mine from the U.K. sent me this link.  The song is very popular there.  It's about a 5-year-old boy who goes to work with his Dad, rather than being at school.  The video is one of the most creative I've seen.  Enjoy!<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.jcbsong.co.uk/jcbvideo.asp">http://www.jcbsong.co.uk/jcbvideo.asp</a>]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=62</comments>
 <pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2005 06:56:50 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Moonglow</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=61</link>
<description><![CDATA[Last night, the moon had an eerie looking "halo" around it.  This doesn't do it justice, but here goes.<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051216-moonring.jpg"></a><br />
]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=61</comments>
 <pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2005 07:34:00 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>The Grandmamobile is tired</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=60</link>
<description><![CDATA[Ah, the Christmas season.  Perfect time for car repairs, don't you think?<br />
<br />
Our "trip" car is a '93 Buick Park Avenue that we purchased from an elderly neighbor last year.  At first, I refused to be seen in it.  Someone might think I'm old.  The horror!  In time, I came to accept it.  This car has over 100,000 miles on it now, and it's been a joy.  We use it for all of our road trips because it's so comfortable.  (Our bodies complain loudly if they have to ride for hours in either of our low-slung sports cars.  THERE'S a mid-life crisis for you!)<br />
<br />
"The Guv" is at the car doc.  It was incontinent on cold mornings.  I don't think they make Depends for automobiles, and we were fresh out of duct tape and bailing wire.  The sad part is, we got it out of the shop the first time, after being presented with a bill for over $500, only to discover a new problem.  A knocking sound.  Not good.  The repair shop picked it up with a WRECKER, as a precaution.  Too late, it seems.  We just found out that sometime during the first visit to the shop, the engine was damaged.  Joy!  Thankfully, the people who run the place are honest, and they admitted to it being their fault...and correcting the problem without further expense to us.  Even if it means a brand new engine.  Yikes.  Doesn't sound like a very nice Christmas gift for those guys either, so I feel sorry for them.  It could have even been bad oil from the company they purchased it from.  What a mess.<br />
<br />
I'm not ready to give up The Guv just yet.  I'm quite attached to him.  He's supposed to take us out of town on Christmas Day to see my family.  I hope it's not time to give him last rites.  I'd hate to send him to that Blue Hair Garage in the sky.  Besides, I have a reputation to protect.<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to today: "Chaos and Creation in the Backyard" - Paul McCartney</b><br />
]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=60</comments>
 <pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 06:39:07 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>King of Kings</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=59</link>
<description><![CDATA[I've got something on my heart today...<br />
<br />
This morning, as we were having our coffee, I noticed an opened package on the counter.  It was from Joey Molland.  Joey was a guitarist in one of my favorite bands, Badfinger.  I asked Randy about the package, as I knew he had been in contact with Joey and his manager in the past.  Randy then showed me what had been inside: a handmade Christmas card with a message from Joey, along with a CDR advance copy of a Christmas song, "King of Kings."  How cool!  My heart sank, however, as Randy told me about the email he had received from Joey's manager, telling him that Joey's son had recently been in a car accident.  I don't know the details, but I do know they need help with their medical expenses.  If you've read the story or seen the documentary about Badfinger, you will know theirs is a tragic saga.  They never had the opportunity to enjoy the success they deserved, which is a very sad thing.<br />
<br />
"King of Kings" is available for download on Joey's site at <a href="http://www.joeymolland.com">http://www.joeymolland.com</a> (allow popups for this site), but I know they would really appreciate any donations.  You can send a check or money order here:<br />
<br />
Joey Molland<br />
Independent Artists<br />
4737 Co. Rd. 101 #255<br />
Minnetonka, MN 55345<br />
USA<br />
<br />
Email Joey at joekat@mchsi.com and show your support!<br />
<br />
Thanks, and God bless!]]></description>
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<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=59</comments>
 <pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 07:32:07 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Domestic Goddess. NOT.</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=58</link>
<description><![CDATA[I admit it.  I'm a slob.  Oh, I'm clean as far as personal hygiene is concerned, but that's where it stops.  My house looks like the inside of a snowglobe that someone has shaken.  The Addams Family would feel right at home.  In fact, they'd probably think it was perfect and want to move in.<br />
<br />
My parents aren't to blame for my missing domestic genes.  They didn't raise me to be this way.  My mom kept a spotless home, and did all the cooking as well, even when she had to work full-time after my parents divorced.  Nope, I accept full responsibility for my lackadaisical attitude toward housekeeping.  I am ashamed, actually.  Unfortunately, that still doesn't motivate me.  I think it's a rebellion thing.  My type of work is very demanding, and the last thing I want to do with my time off is clean...so I just don't.  I stick my chin out and just deal with it.<br />
<br />
I'm very fortunate that I found someone who loves me anyway.  Poor misguided creature.  He even loves to cook.  My dream come true.  All you guys out there, consider yourselves lucky.  You could've ended up with me.  Poor Randy.  <br />
<br />
Think I'll go take a nap now, if I can find the bed.  This blogging wears me out.]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=58</comments>
 <pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2005 12:42:30 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>It was 25 years ago today</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=57</link>
<description><![CDATA[I was a Senior in high school when John Lennon was shot and killed outside the Dakota in New York City.  I couldn't fathom why anyone would do that, and I was devastated, along with so many others throughout the world who were also touched by his music.<br />
<br />
Our first period class was English, and every morning our assignment was to make an entry in our journals that we were keeping, before moving on to the lesson for the day.  I wrote about John's death and the impact it had on me.  It was a real wake-up call about how fleeting life really is.  I couldn't get my head around it, though, no matter how hard I tried.  To this day, I still can't understand why.<br />
<br />
I do know that his legacy will never die.  The music will continue to live on, so he's always going to be with us.  That's something that can't be taken away, as long as we have our freedom of expression.<br />
<br />
John, we miss you.  The dream is not over.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051208-9dream2.jpg"></a><br />
<br />
<br />
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 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=57</comments>
 <pubDate>Thu, 8 Dec 2005 08:16:43 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Who turned the heat off?</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=56</link>
<description><![CDATA[It was 19 F (-7 C) when I got up this morning.  It has stayed there all day.  Tonight is suppposed to be in the teens.  Of course, it was in the 80's just a couple of days earlier.  This is Texas.  At least for today, it FEELS more like the holiday season.  There's something wrong with having a Christmas tree up when it's warm outside.  That is, unless you're in Hawaii or some other unrealistic paradise.  I could live with it there, but this is Drabilene.  "The City That Time Forgot."  At least that's what I call it.<br />
<br />
We're expecting a slight chance of sleet and/or snow.  I doubt we get either.  Drought has once again taken hold during the past several months.  Besides, I could do without the sleet part.  Driving on ice is not one of my favorite things to do.  People drive like idiots on it because it's not something we have to deal with much.  Snow, on the other hand, is something I love.  When it actually happens, it's magical to me.  Probably because I've never been snowbound.  I'm sure people living in Yankeeland (up north) are sick of seeing it.  "It's always greener on the other side."  I suppose that's true, to an extent.<br />
<br />
I'm determined to come home at the usual time today, rather than after 7:00.  Maybe we'll "turn on the fireplace" as Wylie and Willow like to say.  They don't know it's a wood-burning fireplace.  They just know it feels good when it's "on."<br />
<br />
Texas forecast: Cold today, hot tamale.]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=56</comments>
 <pubDate>Wed, 7 Dec 2005 12:55:15 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>A Quiz</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=55</link>
<description><![CDATA[What are these two items?<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051206-Goodies.jpg">Goodies</a><br />
<br />
A. Louis Pasteur's long-forgotten petri dishes purchased on eBay<br />
<br />
B. What's left of Kathy's brain after working another week of 10-hour days<br />
<br />
C. A slice of Reese's Peanut Butter cake and an Asiago Roasted Pepper Cheese Ball<br />
<br />
Although these two things have almost nothing in common (except for their artery-clogging properties), they bear a striking resemblance!  If you answered C, you're not only correct, but you really need something to do.<br />
<br />
Speaking of things to do...I'm outta here!<br />
<br />
]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=55</comments>
 <pubDate>Tue, 6 Dec 2005 05:53:34 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>So far, so good</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=54</link>
<description><![CDATA[I managed to accomplish most of my goals yesterday.  There are still cards to be addressed, signed and mailed.  My gifts need to be wrapped.  But for the most part, I'm done with the material part of the Christmas season for another year.<br />
<br />
Although I love exchanging gifts with my loved ones and what it represents, there is so much more to Christmas, and each year it seems to be more of a struggle to prioritize.  One of Roger's unreleased songs comes to mind during this time.  I have to agree with the sentiment.  <b><br />
<br />
excerpt from "Christmas" - Roger Hodgson<br />
<br />
You went to get me something for Christmas<br />
I went to buy you something for Christmas<br />
When all we really needed for Christmas<br />
Was just to love each other for Christmas<br />
<br />
If I could make you happy at Christmas<br />
Without a penny's spending at Christmas<br />
Then I could give you loving for Christmas<br />
And every day of our lives could be Christmas</b><br />
<br />
Makes sense, doesn't it?  That is what it's really about, in a nutshell.  Thanks, Roger, for expressing it.<br />
<br />
I think I see light at the end of the tunnel.  Could it be the Star of Bethlehem rising?<br />
]]></description>
 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=54</comments>
 <pubDate>Sun, 4 Dec 2005 14:13:12 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Another week done, and I survived.</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=53</link>
<description><![CDATA[What a week.  As I type this, I'm about to go home.  It's almost 7:00.  I haven't had anything to eat since 10:00 this morning and I'm hungry and tired, not to mention extremely brain-dead.<br />
<br />
Tomorrow I'm determined to finish my Christmas shopping.  The day is fast approaching, and it's now or never.  I know I can enjoy the season once I'm finished.  That is, if I can ever get all my work done at my job.  It's a killer.<br />
<br />
I'm also going to finish my Dad's journal.  I have photos to scan and place into the document, and a few minor tweaks to the copy itself.  I think it's a wonderful piece of prose that will be a lasting and special memento, not only for myself but for the friends and loved ones he shares it with.  I'm proud of him for having done it.<br />
<br />
I can't even think of what to type next here.  I was just brought more last-minute changes on a project, so I'd best get them done.<br />
<br />
Have a great weekend!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=53</comments>
 <pubDate>Fri, 2 Dec 2005 18:58:51 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>What a day...</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=52</link>
<description><![CDATA[In the midst of utter chaos at my workplace yesterday, I was treated to several birthday surprises.  My company got me a Reese's peanut butter cup cake from a local bakery; Rachael made me a custom card and my coworkers all signed it with wonderful messages; I received a phone call from my mother in Arizona and she sang the birthday song to me.  Nice distractions to an otherwise stressful day.  The biggest surprise of all however, was when two of my friends called me on their cell phone from Roger's concert in London.  Not once, but twice!  The first time, I listened as Roger sang "Take The Long Way Home" and I could hear how happy the crowd was, as there was much cheering.  I had a big grin on my face the entire time in spite of myself.  I was attempting to work at the same time, but it was impossible...and I struggled with my guilt over that.  But it was wonderful!  They called me again a little later and I heard Roger sing "Awakening."<br />
<br />
I got home about 7:15 last night and opened Randy's gift.  He gave me several Colin Blunstone 45 picture sleeve singles to add to my collection.  I was thrilled!  I had several funny and cute cards to open as well.  I also received a few birthday emails that warmed my heart.<br />
<br />
My friends and family always go the extra mile with their giving spirit.  I'm humbled and grateful.  I hope I bless them as they bless me.  <br />
<br />
All of these things made my day really special.  Thank you...I love you all! ]]></description>
 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=52</comments>
 <pubDate>Thu, 1 Dec 2005 09:03:34 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Year Number 43</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=51</link>
<description><![CDATA[Since I worked 8:00 to 7:00 yesterday, and will be on this schedule today and the rest of the week, I submit the following for your approval:<br />
<br />
In observance of this special day, I give you...a verse and the chorus from "Sixteen Tons" by Tennessee Ernie Ford.  Hit it Ern!<br />
<br />
<b>I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine<br />
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine<br />
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal<br />
And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"<br />
<br />
You load sixteen tons, what do you get<br />
Another day older and deeper in debt<br />
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go<br />
I owe my soul to the company store</b><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.ernieford.com/">Click here to listen for yourself.  I'm not making this up!</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051130-Tennessee Ernie Ford.jpg">Ol' Ern</a><br />
]]></description>
 <category>General</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=51</comments>
 <pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 07:27:47 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Wouldn&apos;t you know it</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=50</link>
<description><![CDATA[Roger is playing in London tomorrow night.  He might as well be playing on the moon.  My chances of seeing him would be the same.  And what timing!  While I'm thrilled for those fans living on that side of the pond (I know they've waited a long time), I wish I could be there, and it will be on my mind tomorrow as I pout about the passing of another year of my life.  Really, though, I think it's kinda cool.  Maybe I'll pretend they're all celebrating my birthday instead.  (See yesterday's post.)  No personality disorders here, no sirree!<br />
<br />
Seriously, I know it's going to be a real treat for all my European friends who are attending.  I expect to hear all about it after the fact, those of you who are lucky enough to be there!<br />
<br />
Besides, I'll be there in spirit.  While I'm having my pasta.  *grin*<br />
]]></description>
 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
<comments>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=50</comments>
 <pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 07:49:20 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>How to Stretch Out a Birthday...or...I&apos;m a Spoiled Brat</title>
 <link>http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/index.php?itemid=49</link>
<description><![CDATA[Be born near Thanksgiving.  Every year, pretend everyone in the country is really celebrating your birthday instead on this holiday.  They're already in a festive mood, right?<br />
<br />
Have the good fortune to have a mother-in-law who cooks your favorite food for lunch, on the Sunday before your actual birthday.  <br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051128-Bday Lunch.JPG">Chicken Spaghetti, Green Peas, Salad, Homemade Hot Rolls...mmmm!</a><br />
<br />
She also gives you much-needed (and cute!) clothing.  She and your father-in-law treat you as if you are her own, for some strange reason.<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051128-Cool Jacket.JPG">The 70's rule!</a><br />
<br />
Have a cool sister-in-law and brother-in-law who keep you from looking like a complete dork by giving you the latest fashions as gifts.  Also helps if she makes your favorite dessert, chocolate mousse pie with Oreo crust.<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051128-PJs.jpg">ROCK...AND...ROLL!!</a><br />
<br />
Then finally, on your birthday, have your husband take you out to your favorite Italian restaurant.  Again.  Con him into giving you one more gift.<br />
<br />
Am I lucky, or what?  And to think I used to whine about my birthday being too close to Thanksgiving.  Pshaw!!!  ]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 07:38:17 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I'm really on the ball this year.  I started my shopping early, so that I could focus on the true meaning of Christmas as it approaches, rather than pulling my hair out in stress.  I'm determined.  <br />
<br />
Earlier this week, I noticed a large tent down the street from us, with a sign out front referring to "Oregon Trees."  Hmmmm...I thought.  I always had real Christmas trees growing up, but since I've been married we have settled for the artificial variety, even going so far as to have a *gasp!* fiber optic one.  The shame!  I made up my mind right then, against my better judgement, that we would have our first real tree.  I was also hesitant about purchasing one, knowing these trees were grown and cut down for something so temporary, but I soon learned that for every tree that is sacrificed, two more are planted in its place.  It is a recyclable resource, and while these trees are growing they are providing oxygen and shelter.<br />
<br />
We chose a 6-foot Douglas Fir, and it was beautiful.  The look, smell and feel are something that just can't be manufactured by humans.  We drove home about 20 miles an hour with the tree nestled lovingly into the trunk.  I started laughing as I pictured having one needle left on the tree by the time we pulled into the driveway.  A Charlie Brown Christmas Tree.  But no, we didn't have far to go and everything was cool.  We made it home, placed the tree, dragged out all the decorations and began stringing lights.  I soon realized that we didn't have near enough.  Out the door I went, to buy more lights.  I was on a mission, and once I make up my mind about something, no one can talk me out of it.  I was going to do this tree justice, and make it "happy."  I am the Director.  *grin*<br />
<br />
Once we had the lights like I wanted it, I began placing the decorations strategically.  This is my favorite thing.  My Dad taught me well.  I was happy that I could actually use everything I had collected through the years, including some antique glass ornaments that I had acquired at an estate sale.  We placed Father Christmas on top, and a Celtic Cross.  Voila!<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051126-Christmas Tree 2005.JPG">O Tannenbaum</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051126-Blue Christmas.JPG">Oh boy!  My favorite!</a><br />
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 <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 08:26:17 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[As I celebrate Thanksgiving today, I realize how very blessed I am.  A few of the things I'm thankful for:<br />
<br />
My Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  He loves us ALL, no matter who we are or what we have done.  Everything is possible through our Heavenly Father, and I give Him all the praise and glory.<br />
<br />
My soul mate and best friend, Randy.  I can't even imagine life without him by my side.  Words cannot express how I feel.<br />
<br />
Mine and Randy's families, and our friends.  Although some of them are far away, I know they love me...and I love them.<br />
<br />
Wylie and Willow, and the joy and love they give.<br />
<br />
Music, and the effect it has had on my life.<br />
<br />
The trials I face, which are nothing compared to what some people must go through.  These obstacles keep me humble.<br />
<br />
The seasons, not only of this earth, but also of my life.  May I learn to appreciate each and every day.<br />
*********************************************************************************<br />
<b>God's blessings on you, today and always.</b><br />
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 <pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 08:07:55 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[We survived our round-trip excursion to see Paul McCartney in Dallas.  (I don't know how.  I'm not 21 years old anymore.)  Yesterday, I paid dearly for that little extravagance.  Although I slept the entire 3-hour trip home, I was dead-tired.  Then I worked an 11-hour day.  I wouldn't do this for just anyone.  Hey PAUL...PppPpPPPpppP!<br />
<br />
We stopped at Forever Young Records in Arlington before heading over to the show.  It's a huge place, and a vinyl paradise for music fanatics.  Randy and Jeff did some record thumbing, while their eyes glazed over from the sight of all that music just waiting to be heard.<br />
<br />
On the way to the venue, we got caught in one of Dallas' infamous traffic jams.  3 lanes of stop and go...mainly stop.  We'd move an inch.  Stop.  We'd move a car length.  Stop.  Wow, a whole yard this time!  Stop.  This was about 6:00 pm and the show started at 8:00.  We questioned whether we were going to miss the first part of the show.  Luck was on our side...and we made it with time to spare.  Whew!  Just let me say there is NO WAY I would ever want to live in a large city such as Dallas and have to deal with that kind of stress on a daily basis.<br />
<br />
Paul's show really defies adequate description.  It's just something you need to experience at least once in your lifetime.  This is one instance where outrageous ticket pricing is actually worth the sacrifice.  Truly a feast for the senses.  He looked fit and happy, and seemed to be in a great mood.  The man has quite a sense of humor, and his witty comments between songs had everyone laughing.<br />
<br />
This was the first time I had been to the recently-constructed American Airlines Center.  It was absolutely beautiful, art deco in style, and reminded me of a 5-star hotel.  The seating is designed on a steeper slope than in most venues, since it's also used for basketball and hockey games.  We were on the upper balcony, on Row A.  It was nice not having anyone sitting in front of us, and we had a birds-eye view of the entire arena.<br />
<br />
We got home at 2:30 am, exhausted but happy.  What a night!  If Paul shows up in a city near you, take advantage of the opportunity.  It may not come again.<br />
<br />
(Put your mouse over the photos to see caption)<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051122-Record Thumbing.JPG">Thumbing through the vinyl</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051122-Jeff and Randy at Forever Young.JPG">Jeff found what he was looking for!</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051122-Dallas Skyline.JPG">Reunion Tower as we're driving by</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051122-AA sign McCartney.JPG">Sign at American Airlines Center</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051122-Famous Groupies.JPG">Guys, that's not him.</a>]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[At last the day has arrived.  We're trekking to Dallas this afternoon to see Sir Paul.  (See post from 10/21.)  Jeff and Randy will both be bouncing off the walls in anticipation.  I'm going to make use of my 3-hour car confinement to work on my Dad's journal, which is in its final editing stages.  Am I brilliant, or what?  That is, if I can concentrate with all the yappa-yap-yap of the Famous Groupies.  (Love you guys!!)<br />
<br />
On the return trip, I'm crashing out in the back seat with my pillow and blankie.  I'm working 11-hour days on Monday and Tuesday, and 10 hours on Wednesday in HOPES of also getting an additional day off after Thanksgiving, to make a 4-day weekend.  6 am is going to come awfully early, and it's still no guarantee of time off.  Work has been like one big obstacle course lately, and everyone at my place is struggling.<br />
<br />
This concert is our first major show since Fleetwood Mac in the summer of '04.  I think we're due.  Paul is always such a treat.  There's never a dry eye in the house, grown men included, and tonight will be no exception.  The Beatles were such a huge part of music's evolution, and I really believe they will live on forever in the minds of all who hear them.  Paul's latest album, "Chaos and Creation in the Back Yard," isn't just another throw-off set of tunes.  It's dark around the edges, with a lot of emotion there.  He's aging like fine wine, and I guess there is nothing the man is incapable of musically.<br />
<br />
It's going to be a nice way to "officially" kick off the holiday season, and a welcome distraction.  I might even get a snap of the Famous Groupies.    Watch this space!]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 08:33:46 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>She&apos;s leaving &quot;home&quot;</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Vera's last day is today.  For the past several years, she's been my co-worker, walking buddy, and friend, as well as a valuable employee.  She gave her notice on Tuesday, which isn't much time to prepare for her departure, but her new job requires that she start training right away.  While I'm feeling sorry for myself, my heart is also glad because this will be a wonderful opportunity for her, and I know she will prosper.  She deserves to be happy.<br />
<br />
On our break-time walks, we've laughed, prayed, shared our concerns and even cried on each other's shoulders.  She's been an important part of my life and I value the friendship we've had in the workplace.<br />
<br />
Vera, be blessed in all that you do.  You'll be missed.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051118-Vera and Kathy.jpg">Miss V. and moi</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2005 05:02:53 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>The search for blue Willow</title>
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<description><![CDATA[We thought Willow was a goner last night.  <br />
<br />
I had gone out with Wylie so he could do a double-T, and a few minutes later we noticed we hadn't seen the cat in awhile, so the hunt began.  I thought sarcastically, "Happy Holidays," since something seems to happen to our animals this time of year, for whatever reason.  I've almost become accustomed to it by now, almost numb.  Randy took the flashlight and we both began to search every closet, every cabinet, under every bed and piece of furniture, even <i>GULP</i> the dryer (since we were also fighting laundry while this was going on).  We went upstairs, calling and searching every place we could think of.  It was cold and dark outside, but we searched and called, to no avail.  Repeated all of the above several times.  I thought it was a lost cause.  She is never allowed outdoors, so I knew she'd never survive if she had slipped out.  If she wasn't hit by a car, or picked up by someone, she would surely freeze to death overnight.<br />
<br />
Randy opened the closet under the stairs again, for the 2nd or 3rd time.  It's a very deep closet, and since we are packrats, it's crammed with everything imaginable.  This time, the light from his flashlight hit her.  I heard a meow.  Willow!  @#$&*@!  She was all the way in the very back of the closet, where she couldn't be seen.  I was NOT amused.  After another stressful day at work, this just topped it off.  I couldn't even speak, I just went into our bedroom and buried my face in my hands for a few moments.<br />
<br />
Today's gotta be a better day.  Right?<br />
]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2005 07:55:31 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Yes, it's time to talk about the weather again.  (Sabine, I know you're loving this. LOL)<br />
<br />
Yesterday morning we brought the hibiscus inside.  They are blooming like crazy, now that the heat isn't just frying them.  It looks like a jungle in our entryway, but we had our first hard freeze last night so they had to be protected.  It was 28F when I got up at 5:30 this morning.  We threw a light blanket on the bed last night, and I was snuggly warm when I woke up.  It would've been fantastic if I could have stayed in my cocoon longer, but alas, bills must be paid and work must be done.  We purposely did NOT turn on any heat last night, so the temperature inside the house was in the 60's.  This will get your attention when you get out of bed.  Willow even got under the cubbies with her peeps this morning.  Her blue fur was cold.  Life is rough for kitties.<br />
<br />
We haven't started the fireplace yet this season, but it's coming soon I predict.  Oh boy, my favorite!  (as Wylie would say)<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to today: Hail to the Thief - Radiohead</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2005 07:24:56 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>&apos;Tis the season to be...</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Something about this time of year turns normal (what IS normal?), rational people into suitable cases for treatment.  You see it in just about everyone.  The rushing around, the stress, the emotional baggage that has been stowed away for the past 10 months.  All of it comes out.  Don't try to avoid it; it will find you.  You can run, but you can't hide.  Every year, I'm determined to avoid feeling that way myself, but hey...it's not totally MY fault.  I'm a product of my environment, like everyone else.  <br />
<br />
Seriously, as important as the true meaning of this season is to me, I sometimes wish I could run away...far, far away.  Too many negative elements have attached themselves.  I always feel a sense of relief as soon as the holidays are over.  The tension flows away.<br />
<br />
I think it's sad that we've forgotten what it's all about.  Love, peace, joy and giving of ourselves...not just of material things.  I need to remember that and act upon it.  I'm going to try harder.  I'm not going to fall victim to the insanity.<br />
<br />
I'm thankful...so thankful...for all that has come my way, even the trials.  It makes me stronger.  <br />
<br />
Thank you, to all my friends, some of whom I've only met in cyber.  I know I don't show it enough, but my life has been so much richer because of you!<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
<br />
<br />
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 <pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2005 07:48:06 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Moonlight drive</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday evening, I let Wylie out to do some business.  I looked up and saw a beautiful sight.  The moon was almost full, glowing through thin, wispy clouds, as if someone had painted a sheer wash over it.  The stars were bright, some of them glinting like diamonds through the chiffon-like texture.  I called Randy outside so he could see it.  We decided to drive a few miles out, so we could get a better view.  I took some photos, none of which came close to capturing it...but you get the general idea.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
<b><br />
Sail to the Moon - Radiohead<br />
<br />
I sail to the moon<br />
I spoke too soon<br />
And how much did it cost<br />
I was dropped from<br />
The moonbeam<br />
And sailed on shooting stars<br />
<br />
Maybe you'll<br />
Be president<br />
But know right from wrong<br />
Or in the flood<br />
You'll build an Ark<br />
<br />
And sail us to the moon<br />
Sail us to the moon<br />
Sail us to the moon<br />
Sail us to the moon</b><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051114-Moonlight Nov. 13 2005.JPG">The Moon Says Hello</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051114-Moonlight2.JPG">Sail us to the Moon</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 07:36:38 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I'm in a melancholic mood this morning.  Blame it on the season, blame it on hormones, blame it on my personality, who really knows the reason?  After breakfast, I went back upstairs and crawled back into bed for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of clean sheets and the coolness of the air around me.  This was a brief respite, however.  As usual, I had a song in my head this morning that refused to go away until I actually listened to it.  <br />
<br />
I knew it was on "The Sound of Genius," an classical collection from the '60's on Columbia Records that I had, um, borrowed from my Dad years ago and somehow it ended up staying in my possession.  This vinyl copy was in terrible condition, but a few years ago I did a massive search on the internet and found someone who had a near mint version for sale.  It's very rare and long out of print, and I was thrilled to have it.  I transferred it to cd, so I could listen to it on the go.  But I digress.  <br />
<br />
I wasn't sure of the title of the song, but it only took me a couple of guesses to find it.  When I did, it was bliss.  Glenn Gould on piano, playing (and I quote here) <b>Bach: Piano Concerto No. 5--Largo (Popularly known as Arioso)</b>.  Ah yes.  Beautiful in its simplicity.  It caused the tears to flow by the time the piece ended.  Thanks, Glenn, I needed that.  <br />
<br />
Emotions are not a bad thing in moderation, and I won't deny them, especially when music is a part of the equation.<br />
<br />
Add a little music to your day, as Brian Wilson once said.  <br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
<b><br />
What I'm listening to today: The Sound of Genius - various artists<br />
</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 09:12:04 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<i>NOTE: Our mommy is taking a day off from blogging to do other fun things, so we thought we'd post about our day.</i><br />
<br />
<b>A Day in the Life - by Wylie</b><br />
<br />
6 am - Oh boy! Drinking the shower spray!  My favorite!<br />
7 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!<br />
8 am - Oh boy! Mommy and Daddy! My favorite!<br />
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!<br />
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favorite!<br />
3 pm - Oh boy! Mommy and Daddy! My favorite!<br />
4 pm - Oh boy! Walk to the mailbox! My favorite!<br />
5 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!<br />
6 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs! My favorite!<br />
7 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my night-night! My favorite!<br />
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<b>The Cat's Meow - by Willow</b><br />
<br />
Day 183 of my captivity... My captors continued to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. <br />
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction that I get from clawing their furniture.<br />
Tomorrow I will eat another houseplant. <br />
Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded - must try this at the top of the stairs.<br />
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair. I must remember to try this on their bed.<br />
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear in their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm, that did not work according to plan ...<br />
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." I must learn what this is and how I may use it to my advantage. I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I have patience, I can wait, it is only a matter of time...<br />
<br />
<br />
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 <pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2005 11:46:17 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I hate funerals.  I know...they're supposed to provide closure, they're for the living, etc.  I still don't think it's a good idea.  The grieving family (and sometimes the deceased) is on display.  This just seems wrong to me.  Why make it more difficult than it already is?  Isn't losing someone painful enough?<br />
<br />
As I write this, my old friend insomnia has returned for a visit.  I have to attend a gravesite service today for a cousin, and it's heavy on my mind.  It was only 2 weeks from diagnosis to his passing.  He was 67.  I didn't really know him, but I was fairly close with the rest of the family as a young adult.  My grandmother is travelling to be there, and I haven't seen her in a long time.  (I blame myself for that.)  So I will attend out of respect, and of course love for my relatives.  It's the right thing to do.<br />
<br />
I know some people want lots of singing and flowers at their service.  That's ok, but it's not me.  When I leave this earth to be with my Heavenly Father, I want my remains to be cremated.  Ashes to ashes.  No funeral to drag anyone through, please.  Just take my ashes to an area I loved, maybe the mountains in Santa Fe, and scatter them to the wind.  Then let me go, and get on with the business of living.  Remember me with laughter, one of my favorite things.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
<b><br />
What I'm listening to today: The Magic Numbers (self-titled)</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 00:55:16 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>My alter ego</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>Weepier than Niagara Falls.<br />
More powerful than a locomotive.<br />
Able to leap to a conclusion in a single bound.<br />
<br />
Look! Up on the couch!<br />
It's a whale. It's a female. It's PMS Woman!<br />
<br />
Yes, it's PMS Woman - strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with appetite and moodiness far beyond those of mortal men. PMS Woman - who can change her mind in a split second, sever heads with a single glance, and who, disguised as Kathy Jones, mild mannered data processor for a great direct mail company, fights the never ending battle for Chocolate, Music and the Female Way.</b><br />
<br />
Just in case you guys thought you were immune, you are also afflicted with your own version of PMS: Permanent Male Syndrome.  I wouldn't want to live without you though, you big schweeties!  Now hand over the cookies, and no one gets hurt.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051109-PMS Woman.JPG">Go ahead, make my day.</a><br />
<br />
<b>What I'm listening to today: Say You Will - Fleetwood Mac</b>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 9 Nov 2005 07:26:47 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>There&apos;s a reason I&apos;m the way I am</title>
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<description><![CDATA[When I was 5, I fell on my head.  Literally.<br />
<br />
My mom was 9 months pregnant with my sister at the time, and my dad was finishing college at Texas Tech University in Lubbock.  Mom and I were doing some grocery shopping while dad was in class.  I was in the large part of the shopping basket, rather than the "sitting area."  No doubt I had made my feelings known about where I wanted to ride.  I was a "big girl."  My mom stopped to pick up something from a shelf, and I decided to stand up just as she began to push the basket.  Silly me.  I lost my balance and fell onto the concrete floor below.  I remember feeling a lot of pain and I couldn't hear anything at all because my ears were ringing so loud.  I saw several strangers gathered around me.  My poor mom, it's a wonder she didn't go into labor right then and there.<br />
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The next thing I remember is lying on an x-ray table.  The back of my skull was cracked like an eggshell.  I have memories of being in the hospital, lying on a pillow filled with ice.  It was so painful.  (Imagine an ice cream headache and multiply it by 10.)  My dad was so afraid I'd have brain damage (who, me?) that he began teaching me to read.  I'm really glad he did that, because although I didn't attend kindergarten, I knew how to read quite well by the time I started 1st grade.  Reading is something I've enjoyed ever since.<br />
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Hey, at least I have an excuse.  What's yours?  :o)<br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 7 Nov 2005 07:33:28 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>We need our heads examined...</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I was awakened this morning by the sound of my neighbor's sprinkler...at 5:30 a.m.!  (OK, so he needs his head examined too, but he's really a nice guy, so I mean that in the nicest way possible. LOL)  It wasn't really a problem, since we fell asleep embarrassingly early last night.  Believe me, there was no danger of sleep deprivation.  <br />
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We made a half-hearted attempt at going back to sleep, but it just wasn't going to happen, so we decided we wanted breakfast.  Not at an all-night restaurant; we both looked way too scary even for that.  We threw on some clothes and caps (I still had my coke-bottle glasses on, with hair that looked like Alfalfa from the Little Rascals), and drove to a grocery story that opens at 6:30.  We walked out with about $25 worth of items.  We were hungry, can you tell?  While there, I spotted a Wick Fowler 2-Alarm chili mix <i>**impulse item**</i>, so naturally we decided we needed to also make some chili, so it would be ready at lunch.<br />
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Randy, God bless him, did all the cooking as usual...he's quite happy in the kitchen.  What would I do without him?<br />
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Well, for one thing, I would probably be a whole lot thinner if he wasn't around, but I am a foodie after all.  So much so, the people at my new favorite Italian restaurant (they just opened 3 months ago) invited us back into the kitchen to meet the chefs.  I proceeded to bow repeatedly to them, saying "You rock!"  LOL  Poor guys, probably thinking "that crazy American girl."  <br />
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My reputation precedes me.  So I'm crazy.  But I prefer the word "eclectic."<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Sun, 6 Nov 2005 09:04:32 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Blessings</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday was a good day.  (That reminds me of a song, but don't get me started!)  <br />
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Oh it was terrible at work, production-wise.  All of our machines belong to the same union and decided to go on strike at the same time.  Not a pretty sight.  In spite of this, however, everyone seemed to just roll with the punches and we all were getting along, cutting up, and in a good mood.  Strange.  Even the coworker who hadn't been speaking to me until last week started joking with me, and I was giving it right back.  The guy who owns the printing company in our building whose office is across from mine, gave me a Bluebell ice cream sandwich, which I ate with an equal amount of guilt and satisfaction.  <br />
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While home for lunch, one of my friends whom I haven't heard from in ages appeared online, so we had a brief chat.  I only had 5 minutes left before going back to work, but it was really nice to "see" her again and it was a pleasant surprise.<br />
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At 3:00 pm (break time) two of the girls in my office decided they needed some frozen yogurt.  After I went for my 15-minute walk, they took everyone's "order" (I requested pumpkin flavor...yum) and I answered the phone while they went.  (Yes, I was bad yesterday, see my "Fall Eating Mode" post in the archives.)  In the meantime, Carlton managed to get the 4635 laser printer fixed (I had lost several hours in printing time) and I finished one of my many projects.  I felt grateful over such a simple thing.<br />
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After work, I came home and went for my usual jog.  It's been above average in temperature this week (in the low to mid-80's F).  The weather was phenomenal.  Warm and a little breezy, with skies that were opalescent in color from the sun's last rays.  The sky looks so different this time of year.  It's hard to explain.  I've never seen so many people out jogging and walking, some with their babies and dogs.  I said hello to several people as I was huffing and puffing along on my route.  Everyone seemed to be appreciating a nice Texas autumn day.  I felt truly blessed.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 4 Nov 2005 07:36:40 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Oh, to be a cat!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Willow has it good.  She has no idea how lucky she is either.  Before being adopted, she escaped being put to sleep three times!  The staff at the pound just couldn't bear to do it.  They asked <a href="http://www.rescuetheanimals.org/">Rescue the Animals</a> if they would take her in, so she would have a chance for a home.  Amazingly, she wasn't adopted right away, although she is one of the most affectionate and beautiful cats I've ever seen.  I think she was just waiting for us to come along.  She literally marched her way into our life, because when we walked in, she was in a cage up front, "marching" on the carpet they had put in there for her.  She was the first cat we saw.  We actually left <i>*gasp!*</i> and went to the other locations to "shop around" but we already knew in our hearts she was the one.  We ended up going right back, although I had been determined not to just take the first cat we laid eyes on.  So much for what I thought!<br />
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Nowadays, after her morning routine with her people and her "boyfriend," Wylie (our dog), she stakes out a nice spot to nap.  It's true that cats sleep an average of 18 hours a day.  Most days, when I come home for lunch, she has not moved from her "nest."  Tough job, but someone has to do it.  She then proceeds to jump into my lap while I'm on the computer, so she can be sufficiently loved on.<br />
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I dread the day when I have to say goodbye once again to one of my furry companions.  Every time, I say I'm not getting another animal--the pain of losing them is too much for me to bear.  Then I remember the joys of having had them in my life.  There are too many unwanted, homeless babies out there just waiting for me to be their Mommy.  I can't resist, so I continue to accept my calling...again and again.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Wed, 2 Nov 2005 07:43:39 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Breakfast in America...or at my house.</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Yes, it's recipe time.  This is one of my favorite fall/winter treats.  Randy made these last night, and it's quick and easy.  Even I can do it, and I can't cook.  I'm not much of a carnivore either, but I love these, probably because there's cheese involved.  *grin*  They're also excellent leftover for breakfast!  Just pop 'em in the microwave for about 40 seconds and you've got a quick, delicious brekkie!<br />
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<b>Sausage Balls</b><br />
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2 -- 5.5 oz. packets of Bisquick<br />
8 oz. finely grated sharp cheddar<br />
1 lb. Jimmy Dean Seriously Hot (or your preference) breakfast sausage<br />
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(Make sure the ingredients aren't too cold, or you'll have a hard time combining them.)  Dump all into a bowl and work together until it forms a dough.  Roll into 1/2" balls and place on an ungreased cookie sheet.  Bake in oven at 350 degrees for 12-14 minutes.  <br />
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Prep. time 30 minutes<br />
<br />
Kathy (Crocker...NOT)<br />
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 <pubDate>Tue, 1 Nov 2005 07:29:53 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Cowboys 34, Cardinals 13</title>
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<description><![CDATA[We went to a Dallas Cowboys football game yesterday, thanks to the generosity of J.D. and Angel, our friends who live in the Metroplex (who happen to be Cardinal fans).  They were able to obtain the tickets, which were on Row 9 on the 30-yard line.  Great seats!  In return, we provided the food for our tailgate lunch.  A good time was had by all. <br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051031-Dallas Cowbear.JPG">I'm a big fan.</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051031-Tailgating.JPG">Tailgating before the game</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051031-Cowboys flags.JPG">Cowboy flags as the team comes out on the field</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051031-Randy at the game.JPG">Randy at the game</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051031-Cowboys and Cardinals.JPG">Cowboys and Cardinals</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051031-J.D. and Angel.JPG">J.D. and Angel</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 07:45:25 -0600</pubDate>
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 <title>Music in the air...and in my brain</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Last night we saw one of Texas' finest blues ladies, <a href="http://www.rosebudus.com/ball/">Marcia Ball</a>.  She and her band played at the beautifully restored <a href="http://www.paramount-abilene.org/">Paramount Theatre</a> downtown.  This wasn't her first time in Abilene, and we always enjoy hearing her amazing keyboard work and soulful voice.  (I intended to post a picture here, but after the usual brain drain of the day, I forgot the camera.)  It's been about a year and a half since we've been to a concert.  Pathetic, isn't it?  <br />
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That's ok though; I have a little mini-concert in my head every morning.  There's always a song (or 2 or 3) playing, after I drag myself out of bed.  This morning it was "Long Time Gone" by CSN, a couple of songs from Claudine Longet's album "Love is Blue" (don't laugh, my Dad played it when I was a child and I loved it then), and a song by the band Filter that I used to hear on the radio, "Take a Picture."  I had to sing some of the lyrics to Randy so he could tell me the name of the band.  LOL  That's how my brain works.  Yesterday morning it was "Vanz Kant Danz" by John Fogerty.  Go figure.  A day doesn't go by without music in my life, in one form or another.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 07:43:14 -0500</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[And now, for some fine whine.<br />
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I don't know how I'm going to make it through the next 2 months.  <br />
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I do all the data processing/programming for a direct mail company.  You can imagine how many large mailings we do around Thanksgiving and Christmas.  This is peak fund-raising season.  What you <i>can't</i> imagine is how complicated some of these jobs are, and how much data work is involved.  Not only do I prepare the data for mailing, but I have to keep huge Xerox high speed laser printers going, while working on other projects. (I won't even go into how problematic and worn out these printers are.)  I also provide the data in various formats for inkjetting on 3 different machines.  Sometimes I feel I'm the multi-task Queen!  All of this is time-consuming.  I come home mentally exhausted.  In fact, this morning it is a struggle just to put these words together!  Add the usual holiday stress to the mix and you have extreme brain drain.  Thank God for Lexapro.  I would never have survived with it, but that's a subject for another time.  Or not.  <br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 07:45:06 -0500</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, we finally found a place to get a flu shot.  I was so relieved.  Yes, relieved.  I actually took off work and drove across town to get mine.<br />
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Although there isn't supposed to be a shortage of flu vaccine this year, our timing hasn't been good.  Local clinics and pharmacies haven't been getting their shipments on time, and they have been running out before we have an opportunity to get it.<br />
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Years ago, I wouldn't have bothered with taking it, but things change.  One year, in January, Randy and I both got the flu at the same time.  I came down with it Sunday night and he came down with it the following day...which happened to be the first week of our vacation.  Good thing we hadn't made any plans.  Clothing hurt our skin.  Music was irritating.  Anything that involved the senses was pure misery.  We were hoping we would die so we could feel better.  It's the sickest that I've ever been. That is, other than the time when my entire family had the flu when I was in 5th grade.  I ended up in the hospital with pneumonia as a bonus.  <br />
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After that last bout with the flu, we decided we would never again miss taking the flu shot, if we had a choice.  I'm allergic to egg whites, which is the base for the vaccine, but I lie every time on the form you're required to fill out.  I've never had a bad reaction to it, and I can always take allergy meds.<br />
<br />
By the way, contrary to popular belief, the flu shot will NOT give you the flu.  The virus in the vaccine is completely killed.  If you're sick after the shot, you were already coming down with something.  That's why they won't give it to you if you're already feeling under the weather.<br />
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I just hope it's not too late for us.  One of Randy's coworkers went home 2 days ago with flu symptoms.  Not a cold, or "bug."  It takes 2 weeks after the shot to build immunity, so cross your fingers.  I'm not a very good patient, so I would much prefer to stay healthy.<br />
<br />
Kathy  ]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 07:39:59 -0500</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Everyone dreams every night.  Some people just don't remember them, so they think they never dream.  Others have vivid memories of their sleep journeys.  I fall into the latter category.  In fact, I'm usually exhausted in the morning from my "travels."<br />
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Before I awoke Saturday morning, I had one of my recurring dreams.  In these dreams, I'm in an unfamiliar house (a different one each time), and my perception is that I have moved there.  Usually, I'm unhappy about it...and this was the case again this time.  The house was mostly empty.  It was large and had many rooms.  It was on a corner lot.  I even had an address for it.  We were trying to arrange the furniture, and it wasn't going to look right no matter what we did.  I was pleased the rooms were so large though, I do remember that.  LOL<br />
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The strangest thing of all was that the previous owners (?) had added on rooms that were made entirely of ICE.  Walls, furniture, ceiling, floor....everything.  I wandered through this maze of ice, yet I didn't feel cold.  I wondered why.  I also was wondering how it all kept from melting.<br />
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Awhile back, I acquired a license plate for my Crossfire that simply says, 9DREAM.  This has several meanings, one of which is obvious from what I just posted about.  The song, <i>#9 Dream</i>, is one of my favorites by John Lennon.  Plus, I've always liked the number 9 for some reason.<br />
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Yep, the butterfly truck will be coming for me any day now.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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<i><b>#9 Dream - John Lennon</b><br />
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So long ago<br />
Was it in a dream, was it just a dream?<br />
I know, yes I know<br />
Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me<br />
<br />
Took a walk down the street<br />
Thru the heat whispered trees<br />
I thought I could hear (hear, hear, hear)<br />
Somebody call out my name as it started to rain<br />
<br />
Two spirits dancing so strange<br />
<br />
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
<br />
Dream, dream away<br />
Magic in the air, was magic in the air?<br />
I believe, yes I believe<br />
More I cannot say, what more can I say?<br />
<br />
On a river of sound<br />
Thru the mirror go round, round<br />
I thought I could feel (feel, feel, feel)<br />
Music touching my soul, something warm, sudden cold<br />
The spirit dance was unfolding<br />
<br />
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
<br />
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé<br />
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé</i>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2005 07:42:22 -0500</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[We listened to the first disc last night.  It definitely had "wow factor."  As many audiophile pressings, remasters, imports and other versions of their work as I've heard, I don't think any of them sounded as open and detailed as this.  Some details I hadn't really noticed before.  Of course, everyone has a different idea of what sounds good, but this exceeded my expectations.  I especially loved how the songs from the first two albums came alive.  Made me wish for more!<br />
<br />
I'd really be interested in hearing what Roger thinks, and if he's pleased with the results.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2005 07:56:02 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>The Macca Twins</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<i>All stand back, let the people see<br />
Take a snap of the famous groupies for me<br />
                                           -Paul McCartney</i><br />
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Randy and our best friend Jeff are two of the biggest McCartney/Beatles fans in the world.  I can't help but be amused when the two of them are in the presence of Sir Paul, whether it's at one of his shows, or just listening to his music.  The last time we went to see Paul in Dallas, they were wound up like a couple of Swiss watches, and became like little teenage groupies (not in <b>every</b> sense of the word, of course!).  It's fun to watch and I enjoy teasing them mercilessly.  Not that they care.  I might as well be invisible.<br />
<br />
Randy had one of his dreams come true when he met Paul in 1991 at the Capitol Records building in L.A.  He was there to sign a new contract with the label, and for a luncheon/listening party for the brand new album, "Off The Ground".  There were about 100 label employees there, and Randy was one of 10 radio guys lucky enough to be invited. <br />
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We're going to be seeing Paul again on November 20th in Dallas.  Yes, Jeff is going with us.  Wild horses couldn't keep us away.  Maybe I'll get a snap of the "Famous Groupies" to post here.  In the meantime, here's a pic of Randy with his musical hero from '91.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051021-Randy and Macca small.JPG">Randy and Sir Paul</a><br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 07:35:35 -0500</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[My animals are a constant source of amusement and affection.  Talk about unconditional love...they've got it down!  We reciprocate by spoiling them complete rotten.  We have a Russian Blue/Oriental Shorthair mix cat named Willow and a boxer named Wylie.  Both were adopted from local animal shelters.<br />
<br />
Yesterday morning, I heard Randy laughing his head off.  This morning, I found out why.  Wylie was doing a repeat performance.  <br />
<br />
Now, let me preface this by saying we <i>always</i> provide fresh water and food for our pets and supply their every need...sometimes to the point of being ridiculous.<br />
<br />
Randy had started his shower, and Wylie had positioned his head through the opening and was licking at the spray.  It was hilarious looking, the way his tongue and teeth were sticking out, over and over, with his head cocking side to side.  We were laughing hysterically!  I needed that laughter, and leave it to our "kids" to provide that.<br />
<br />
I never know what's going to happen next around here.  LOL<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051020-Wylie shower.JPG">Wylie gets a drink!</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051020-Wylie with bone and football.JPG">Wylie with his &quot;bone&quot; and football</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 07:48:17 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Reality check</title>
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<description><![CDATA[My entire life, I've cared too much about what other people think of me.  This is very unhealthy and unrealistic, I know, but what can I do to change how I feel?  It's part of who I am, a personality trait.  I've tried to work on that over the years, but it just keeps coming back to haunt me.<br />
<br />
One of my coworkers has made it clear over the past several weeks that he doesn't like me, for reasons unknown to me.  He will go out of his way to avoid me.  No one else at work seems to have a problem with me (at least to my face), and I really try my best to be a blessing to people, although I have PLENTY of faults that I readily admit to.  Especially in times of stress, those faults make themselves apparent, unfortunately.  I'm only human.<br />
<br />
Yesterday, I extended the olive branch to this person in the form of an apologetic email, but I got no response of any kind.  (I still don't know what I'm apologizing FOR, but that's beside the point.)  I came home very depressed.  This was eating me away but I realize there is no way I can <i>make</i> anyone like me.  It's just not reality.  All I can do is wish the best for this person and go on with my life.<br />
<br />
I'm hoping something positive will happen today concerning this, but if it doesn't, life will go on.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 07:44:20 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Small world</title>
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<description><![CDATA[On Sunday, during our usual chat, we were experimenting with <a href="http://earth.google.com/">Google Earth</a>.  This is an internet tool that you can use to "visit" other places all over the world.  It's still in its infancy (Beta), so it has some limitations, but it's truly amazing.  It was a strange feeling to visually "fly" far away from my home and actually SEE where my friends live.  The images are about 2 years old, from what I understand...but still, this technology is fascinating to me.  The only problem was that it made me want to actually be there in person!  I'd love to meet my cyber friends and see where they live, make new memories, and discover and explore new cultures.  If money were no object, this would be something I would do.  As much as I love Texas and my home, I enjoy getting away and creating more "brain wrinkles."  <br />
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I'm thankful for the technology that has allowed me to meet new people and keep these friends close to me, across the miles that otherwise separate us.  My life has been enriched by having known them.<br />
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Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 07:46:48 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Murphy&apos;s Law</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Well, no sooner had I posted the previous message than I did another search (OK, about an hour later) and noticed "Google's sandbox" had sucked my site down into the abyss once again.  The search results looked <b>exactly</b> the same as before.  Now, this was A.C. (After Coffee), so I wasn't dreaming when I thought things were looking up for my little site.<br />
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I wish Google would replace their quicksand with something a little friendlier.  Grrrrrr!!<br />
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Did someone say patience???<br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 14:01:59 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Out of the sandbox!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I was doing my usual search on Google for my site this morning, and lo and behold...my new URL is finally out of what they call, "the Google sandbox."  It's showing up on Page 4, under a search for "Roger Hodgson."  Woo-hoo!  No, it doesn't take much for me.  :o)  I've worked hard to make this site informative and entertaining for Roger's fans, but it's not doing much good if people can't find it on the web.  Granted, my old URL is still showing up on Page 1 (thankfully).  I guess it's a good thing I left the page up for redirecting purposes, otherwise I'd be invisible.  I really want people to discover Roger's music and his magic.<br />
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Hey, it's the little things.  I think I've said that before.  ;o)<br />
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Kathy]]></description>
 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 06:39:06 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Sunrise</title>
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<description><![CDATA[The sky was so beautiful this morning.  God has his paintbrush out again!  He's quite the master artist.  *grin*  I wanted to capture it the best I could. <br />
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The air was cool, still and crisp and I could hear the sounds of morning.  I was thankful for a moment in time and the ability to stop and enjoy it.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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<a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20051016-Sunrise Oct. 16, 2005.JPG">Sunrise - October, 16, 2005</a>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2005 07:56:01 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Welcome our new weblog member!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I'd like to welcome Linda Tyler of Harmonic Management (Roger's management) to the Garden Gate Weblog!  It's a privilege to have her post here, and I look forward to reading her messages.<br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2005 10:29:24 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Supertramp Retrospectacle screensaver</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Thought you might like this.<br />
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Please click on the link to download you very own animated Supertramp screensaver for use on your PC. Please feel free to forward this on!<br />
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<a href="http://194.131.241.108/supertramp/ssaver.html">http://194.131.241.108/supertramp/ssaver.html</a><br />
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 <category>Roger and Supertramp</category>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 08:48:21 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Musicians or Magicians?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Friday night, we watched Cream "Live at the Royal Albert Hall" on DVD.  I was amazed at the synergy and chemistry they have, after all these years.  It was fantastic!  Everyone is aware of Eric Clapton's virtuosity, but I was also very impressed with Jack Bruce and Ginger Baker.  These guys become one with their instruments.  They make it look like it's as easy for them as breathing.  Darn that British Invasion!  <grin>  I love it....<br />
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The only thing that was distracting was Jack Bruce's appearance.  He's extremely thin.  Randy was telling me he had a liver transplant.  I'm worried for his health, and I hope he will recover fully.  I remember seeing him several years ago, in Ringo's All-Starr Band.  So amazing!<br />
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Ginger Baker is an incredible drummer.  I admire his strength and tenaciousness...he's one tough cookie, and seems to defy the natural course of the aging process in many ways.  I loved his interview.  He pretty much speaks his mind, which is refreshing as well as humorous.<br />
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I guess I'm never going to be "jaded" when it comes to watching true professionals in the realm of music, doing what they love.<br />
<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 07:22:42 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>TGIF</title>
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<description><![CDATA[It's Friday.  I'm tired.  It's been like a three-ring circus at my workplace.  Nothing new, especially this time of year.  A lot of fund raising mailings happen between the time school starts and Christmas.  All are good causes, no doubt...but it makes it crazy for everyone.  I've learned to multi-task like a fiend over the 20-plus years I've done the data processing.  I've also learned patience, because if it <b>can</b> go wrong, it usually does...and deadlines must still be met if at all possible.<br />
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I'm thinking about tonight.  Music will fill the air at my house once again, and Jeff will be over to enjoy it with us.  Unwind time, with good conversation and general silliness.  You know, the usual.  ;o)<br />
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Randy and I will sleep upstairs tonight for the first time since April.  It's one large room that could have been part of the attic, but it's original to the house, rather than an add-on.  Unfortunately, heat rises and although there are two air conditioning vents, it's just too hot in the summer to be up there for any length of time. <br />
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It's hard to describe how I feel when I'm up there.  The atmosphere is relaxing somehow, almost meditational.  Like I'm in a treehouse.  I look forward to spending time in that space again.<br />
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Have a wonderful weekend everyone!<br />
<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 7 Oct 2005 16:50:51 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Fall just fell</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday it was 92F.  Then the world turned.<br />
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This morning, it was in the 50's before dropping to the upper 40's.<br />
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Typical weather for this part of Texas.  We really don't have any "in-between" here when it comes to the seasons, which is kind of a bummer, but I really enjoyed wearing my "warmies" today.  It rained most of the night after the front moved through, and it continued throughout the day today.  We needed it desperately!  I was ready for this change.  I think our 90's are over with for the year...finally!  <br />
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Wylie, our boxer, was NOT amused by the weather this morning.  He was trying to tell me he needed to stay in all day, but he is just a "little" on the spoiled side.  (I wonder why that is...)  Willow (the cat) was rather happy, and what is there <b>not</b> to be pleased about on her part?  Sleeping all day in the nice, cool, dark house.  Eating.  Looking out the window from her "Willow Pad."  Rough life, but someone has to do it.<br />
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And now for a long, winter's-like nap...<br />
<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 6 Oct 2005 20:12:32 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Gemutlichkeit</title>
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<description><![CDATA[No, not "Gesundheit"..."Gemutlichkeit!"<br />
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On the internet, that word is defined as "Warm friendliness; amicability."  It is German, from "gemutlich," which means "congenial."<br />
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It pretty much sums up the overall atmosphere at Oktoberfest in Fredericksburg, Texas, where Randy and I celebrated our 17th wedding anniversary along with our best friend Jeff.  We've been going to Oktoberfest for about 8 years now, and it's always a wonderful time!<br />
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While there, we make a point to see Oma and the Oompahs, a trio of very talented and fun-loving musicians from New Braunfels, Texas.  Pearly Sowell (Oma) is quite a treasure, and she has been featured on a PBS radio series exploring the history of Texas music, and the cultures it evolved from.  This fine lady has a love for life in the truest sense, and is an inspiration to me.  One of the things she said this year I will never forget, and I'm paraphrasing but you get the idea:  "Some people just go through life breathing...others actually live!"<br />
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They finally have their own website now, thanks to Oma's daughter.  Have a look and if you're so inclined, email Oma and tell her Kathy sent you!  She speaks fluent German, so feel free to email her in that language if you prefer.  :o)<br />
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<a href="http://omaandtheoompahs.com">www.omaandtheoompahs.com<br />
</a><br />
You can view our Oktoberfest photos <a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/oscelm/album?.dir=4fd1&amp;.src=ph&amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos">here</a>.<br />
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<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 4 Oct 2005 07:40:38 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Time of the Season</title>
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<description><![CDATA[One of my favorite sayings is, "it's the little things."<br />
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After a very hot day (101 F), I was looking forward to the cold front that was scheduled to move in.  About 7:00 pm, Randy and I (along with Wylie, our boxer) went outside to witness the change.  We sat down on the driveway, and I could feel the warmth of the concrete.  The wind was gusting wildly.  Leaves that had given up on summer were flying through the air.  A hummingbird hovered around us for a second before escaping to shelter.  The sky was an artist's canvas, with blues, grays, and the red and orange tinges from the sun's final light of the day.  The wind was still warm...but I knew it would feel like fall before the night was over.  We went back inside, with anticipation of the day to come.<br />
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Yes, it's a little thing...but it's something money can't buy.  <br />
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Makes me glad to be alive.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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<i>To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:  (Ecclesiastes 3:1 - KJV)</i>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 12:46:35 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Passages</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, a friend of mine lost someone to cancer who was very dear to her.  Although I've never met my friend in person, I feel like I've known her for years.  I could only give her words of comfort in an email.  Very frustrating...but at least we have the means to reach out to each other, even if it seems inadequate.  Sabine, I'm here for you...<br />
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As painful as losing someone is, it wakes us up to the reality that life is short and that we really should try as best we can to enjoy all the good things while we have right now, even "the little things."  When I find myself whining about my job, my age, my so-called "problems"...I need to remember that I've got it GOOD, and I should just have a big glass of Shut the Heck Up!! <br />
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I know I'll be facing the grief of losing my loved ones, as we all do.  Although difficult, I'll make it through somehow.  <br />
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Right now, though, I'm going to do my best to appreciate this life and the many gifts it brings!<br />
<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 07:29:54 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Family Ties</title>
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<description><![CDATA[A month or so ago, I was visiting with my Dad.  He was telling me some of his childhood memories, and was talking about some of our ancestors.  I mentioned that it was a shame that no one had ever documented any of our relatives' stories for posterity.  (A complete genealogy had been researched on my grandmother's side of the family, but nothing was documented on the paternal side.)  I asked Dad if he'd be willing to write down some of his recollections in a journal, and he agreed it would be a good thing to do, and might be fun in the process!  He then asked me to write down some questions, in interview format, so he would have something to jog his memory as he wrote.  I soon purchased a journal and gave it to him, along with the questions.  <br />
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On Saturday, he gave me the journal so I could type a rough draft for editing purposes.  (The handwritten journal is mine to keep, but we wanted to also have it in a format that would be easy to read.)  He had been in the process of using a TYPEWRITER (yikes) and using the "two finger" system of typing, which he is amazingly good at by the way!  I chided him for not asking me to type it on my computer.  <grin>  Anyway, I began reading the journal that very afternoon.  My father definitely has a way with words, and quite a command of the English language.  I laughed out loud several times as I read his description of  some of his teenage exploits.  I felt his pain when he related an incident which, in retrospect, he was ashamed of.<br />
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Most of all, I came to realize just how many personality traits I share with my Dad.  I always knew we had quite a bit in common, but my eyes were opened even more.  He gets bored easily, as do I.  He likes to have a good time and isn't afraid to instigate it.  He loves to travel, but didn't get to do so very often...the same situation I'm in.  He loved being in high school band, excelled in it, and they won Sweepstakes in UIL his Senior year...the first time in his hometown's history.  The exact same thing happened to me when I was a Senior.  My Dad's love of music in general, his respect for elders: these things are a part of who I am, as well.      Yes, I even inherited some of the not-so-good traits...but that's part of being human, isn't it?  <br />
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I now understand that my father is a unique INDIVIDUAL, not just my dear ol' Dad.  This is an amazing revelation, somehow.  It's difficult to explain.<br />
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It's a privilege to have been enlightened in this way.  Thank you, Dad, for opening your heart and pouring it out onto paper.  That's not an easy thing to do, but this journal is something that will be forever remembered with love!<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 12:42:35 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Eating/Hibernation Mode has begun</title>
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<description><![CDATA[It's fall in Texas, otherwise known as Indian Summer.  My brain knows it.  It's telling me, "sleep, eat, sleep, eat, eat, eat, sleep, etc...."   Doesn't matter that it's in the upper 90's temperature-wise outside and that everyone, including myself, is still in shorts and sandals.  I'm convinced beyond a doubt that there is some evil force programming me to oversleep and stuff food in my mouth at every opportunity.  It happens every year.<br />
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It's hard enough being a "foodie" as it is...I love to eat!  But normally, I can control it.  I also exercise; it's a stress reliever and the body needs it.  This time of year I fight an uphill battle.  I might as well accept the fact that I'm going to gain at least 5 pounds before 2006 comes around.  Let's not forget how much the ol' metabolism slows every year that you age.  There's that aging issue again!!<br />
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That said, fall is probably my favorite season.  I look forward to fireplace weather, wearing warm winter clothes, putting blankets on the bed (and on myself!), and having my cat snuggle up even more with her mommy.  <grin><br />
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I'm so blessed...don't know what I did to deserve it!<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2005 12:56:02 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>In Memory...</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>We will NEVER forget the victims of 9/11.<br />
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God bless the families and friends of those who lost their lives.  My prayers and thoughts are with you.<br />
</b><br />
<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 11:30:46 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Ahhh Vacation!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Just spent four wonderful nights in <a href="http://www.santafe.org">Santa Fe, New Mexico</a>.  It's one of my favorite places, and this time we had the pleasure of introducing it to our friends J.D. and Angel from Dallas who had never been to SF before.  They were able to discover it in their own way as well, since their interests are quite different from ours.  It <b>should</b> be a personal thing, and this was their first "real" vacation away from their kids.  They fell in love with it the same way Randy and I did the first time!  Our best friend, Jeff, goes with us every year as well.  Jeff is like a brother to us...and it's always an honor to have him as a travelling companion.  He also has a great love for Santa Fe.<br />
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The weather was phenomenal, as usual.  Each morning was sunny with bright blue skies, and as the afternoon approached the clouds would turn dark and thunder would echo through the mountains as we received much needed rain.  Santa Fe is high desert, so rain is always a welcome sight.  Since it was monsoon season, we experienced those showers every afternoon except the last day.  I loved it!<br />
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The highlight of the trip for me this time was a visit to <a href="http://www.tenthousandwaves.com/">Ten Thousand Waves</a> spa, near the Santa Fe ski area.  I had been debating on whether to spend that much money on something so transitory, but this was something I had been wanting to do.  Angel had already planned on making an appointment and she encouraged me to go with her.  She even made the reservation for us.  So...on Thursday, J.D. drove us up to the "Waves" as they call it.  I was nervous!  I'd never really done this before, except at <a href="http://www.ojocaliente.com/">Ojo Caliente</a>, which is quite different.<br />
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We spent about an hour before our treatment soaking in one of the hot tubs.    The setting was gorgeous, among the pines and mountains.  Then, we each were treated to an 85-minute therapeutic massage.  Now, I had never had this type of treatment before and I can tell you, it is one of the most incredible experiences.  Right before the end of the massage, when my therapist was massaging my scalp, my emotions overcame me and I began to cry...tears of joy, or maybe just catharsis?  She told me it happens... I felt like a little baby, being pampered and cared for in that way.  Wow!  Thank you again, Carlyn!  It will be a new tradition for me every year to escape to this spa for a few hours.<br />
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Tomorrow, I'll be reluctantly returning to the real world of work and stress.  It will be my most difficult 3 months of the year.  Hopefully, I can carry some of what I experienced with me to help me through.<br />
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Always treat yourself if you are able, because you may not get another chance!<br />
<br />
Kathy]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 09:30:08 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Give a Little Bit</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Another first for me...<br />
<br />
My husband works for Clear Channel, and their group of radio stations had a blood drive for the victims of Hurricane Katrina on Friday.  That morning while getting ready for work, it was placed upon my heart that I needed to donate.  Now, I've never given blood before, so I was quite nervous...but all I could think about was the devastation and misery this disaster has created.  New Orleans is one of my favorite places; full of history and wonderful people.  Natchez, Mississippi is another incredible town.  I just wanted to do something to help.  <br />
<br />
Donating was much easier than I thought, although my blood was a bit "shy" and didn't want to cooperate at first.  I'm stubborn though, so I didn't give up. :o)  The staff at Meek Community Blood Bank are so good at what they do, they made it quite painless in spite of my being a problem child.<br />
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Afterward, one of the local TV stations interviewed me (ACK!  I must have been crazy to agree to that!).  I made sure I did NOT watch it that evening.  LOL  I sounded pretty clueless, no doubt...but I'm glad I was able to speak my feelings.  My heart goes out to all the people who have lost so much, and if I was able to encourage someone else to do something in support, then it's all good.<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Sun, 4 Sep 2005 08:08:10 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Snip, Snip</title>
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<description><![CDATA[The end of another "era."  My husband, Randy, had his long hair cut off.  I've always liked long hair on men...and his decision bothered me at first.  He was promoted to a management position at his work, and in the city we live in, long hair is frowned upon by the majority of the population.  Why couldn't we have lived in Austin or some other forward-thinking place?  Woe is me, I thought.   Add this item to the "getting old" column.  (See post below.)  So this afternoon I came home and tip-toed around the corner when Randy greeted me from the living room, as if that would soften the blow.  But you know what?  It looked great!  I was really pleased, and I think he was too.<div class="leftbox"></div><a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20050901-randyhaircut2.JPG">My new boyfriend!</a><br />
Hair doesn't make the person, of course.  It's what's inside.  Although the media would try to make you think otherwise.<div class="leftbox"></div><a href="http://www.rogersgardengate.com/nucleus3.22/media/1/20050901-Rainforest2.jpg">Hair yesterday, Gone today!</a>I remember having all my long hair chopped off last year.  It was down to my waist.  I almost bolted out the door before they could get me in the chair.  Donating my hair to "Locks of Love," an organization that makes wigs for cancer patients, helped me feel better about it.  Besides, I was tired of the headaches (both literally and figuratively).<br />
<br />
Being a woman, however, I reserve the right to change my mind at any time.  Maybe I should let it grow out some.  Or cut it super short.  Or...or....<br />
<br />
Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Thu, 1 Sep 2005 20:10:19 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Ch-ch-ch-changes</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I always thought I'd age gracefully.  Over the years, I was told I looked young for my age.  Then I turned 40.  I cried on that day.  Still, I thought it was just a number, that nothing would really change.  I thought wrong!  At least in my case, it was like someone flipped a switch and it was more than just psychological.  I feel like I've aged more in the past three years than in the first 39 combined!  I've watched as the gray hairs multiplied on a seemingly daily basis, and as the lines on my face appeared.  Ack!  What happened?  Not to mention the other, not-so-fun, physical aspects of aging.<br />
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Having said that, I am grateful for the maturity I've gained (stop laughing).  I feel differently about life in general, and a lot of things have come into focus that were never clear before.  Little things that used to bother me are not such a big deal anymore.  I appreciate life, my friends and my loved ones so much more than I ever did.  These are the positive elements.<br />
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Grab today for all it's worth!<br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 07:50:36 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Love is the answer</title>
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<description><![CDATA[One of the things I love about the country I live in is the freedom to worship and explore one's spirituality.  Today is my heart is full of joy.  My husband, Randy, went on a <a href="http://www.upperroom.org/emmaus/default.asp">Walk to Emmaus</a> over the weekend.  Like with anything that is unfamiliar, he was cautious and perhaps even a bit cynical...but thanks to the outpouring of love and support from others, many whom he has never met, he and the other men who attended came away with a better sense of self worth, Christian love, and a burning desire to share what they have experienced with others.  People from <b>all over the world</b> prayed, sent letters, agape items, posters...all specifically for this particular group of men.  This joy, love and peace has spilled over onto the families and friends of those involved.  <br />
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Although I have never been on a Walk myself, I will probably do so when it is the right time.  I know that the reality of the world will always be full of challenges and trials, and we are constantly falling short of our potential, but we never have to go through it alone!<br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2005 12:48:38 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>To blog, or not to blog?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I thought it might be fun to have my own weblog, (was I bored, or what?) but I wasn't sure about actually implementing it.  It seems a bit presumptuous to assume that everyone, or even <b>ANYONE</b>, would be remotely interested in what I had to say.  I finally came to the conclusion that it's therapeutic, if nothing else.  Maybe that's why blogging has taken off in such a big way.  Besides, if no one reads these messages, it's not the end of the world is it?  <br />
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I remember getting a diary for my birthday when I was, oh, 9 or so.  I was so excited!  What was <b>NOT</b> exciting was that I found out later that my Mom had been reading it.  I was crushed.  That's what I get for losing the key.<br />
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Now, we are actually WANTING people to see our ramblings.  What a crazy world we live in!<br />
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Anyway, for what it's worth...I hope you'll get some kind of entertainment value out of reading (and posting your comments) here.  This is new territory for me, so please be patient!  <br />
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Thank you, drive through....<br />
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Kathy<br />
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 <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 11:37:06 -0500</pubDate>
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