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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 />
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<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 />
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<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 />
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<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 />
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<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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 <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 />
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<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>
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 <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>
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 <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 />
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 <category>General</category>
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 <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>
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 <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>
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 <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>
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 <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>
 