Well, I went back to work yesterday with some trepidation but except for the usual irritations it was ok. I say that a lot "ok"....asi asi, comme ci comme ça. Yup....I can't say "I'M GREAT"!! but I also can't say "I'M HAVING A REALLY BAD DAY" so the alternative is somewhere in the middle. There is always something going on in my life - usually financially related that is pulling me down, but I do offset that with the beauty of the moment. That cannot be taken away from me.
Fortunately or unfortunately I have NEVER been the happiest person on the planet. I've had patches of time when I felt great and things were going wonderful but they were followed by times of pain or frustration or worry. I spent years reading self help books trying to alter that. It worked for a time, but pretty much I ended up back in the middle. My spiritual journey has definitely helped. Perhaps when I was younger I didn't notice the flowers, the singing birds, the morning glories growing on the side of our building in a sea of concrete when we lived in NYC...but today I focus on these things....I focus on the things that matter despite the underlying other stuff going on.
OK, that was not my plan to go there. I feel like crying this morning and I do not know why. This happens sometimes...oh what is the date?? Tomorrow is July 1st. That explains it! I'm almost due for my monthly period. That always happens near the beginning of the month and I, like so many other women, get melancholy. Phew now I can move on.
Last night the baby question came up. Madeleine asked me how a baby comes to be in a Mom's tummy. The daughter of the woman that watches Madeleine is pregnant and she is quite young and not married. I think this is where the curiosity comes from. Fortunately, we have new baby lab pups on the property and she has already learned which is a boy and which is a girl. She knows that boys have penises and girls have vaginas. So I explained the whole thing very matter of factly. Penis, vagina, sperm, egg, etc. I asked her if she understood. She shook her head no and got very quiet and laid down. 5 minutes later she jumps up and says "oh I get it - the boy puts his penis in the girls vagina, squirts something in there and the girl gets a baby from it" And voila! We finished our conversation about the birds and the bees!! She did me afterward if Claudio (she refers to her father by his name) put his penis in my vagina and I just said yes. She giggled and said oh and that was the end of it.
You see, when I was a child no one explained ANYTHING to me. The one and only conversation I had with my parents about babies or sex was when I was in 5th grade and going to one of those movies about having your period and my mother explaining what will happen when I have my period...basically reiterating what the movie already told me. I found out everything I knew from my friends, actions, or experience. My point being I'm not going to mince words with my daughter...I'm going to tell her everything like it is. I'll wait for her to ask the questions, but I'm going to tell her the truth because I believe that children can understand more than we think they can understand.
Hold on Madeleine wants to brush my hair and I certainly cannot forego that ..cause if I had my druthers I'd have someone brush my hair and touch my head for the majority of every day. She wants to play beauty parlor. :0) Am I lucky or what?
We're done and now, well it's time to get ready for our day....again.
How are you (or might you if you had children) dealing with the Birds and the Bees.
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Fortunately or unfortunately I have NEVER been the happiest person on the planet. I've had patches of time when I felt great and things were going wonderful but they were followed by times of pain or frustration or worry. I spent years reading self help books trying to alter that. It worked for a time, but pretty much I ended up back in the middle. My spiritual journey has definitely helped. Perhaps when I was younger I didn't notice the flowers, the singing birds, the morning glories growing on the side of our building in a sea of concrete when we lived in NYC...but today I focus on these things....I focus on the things that matter despite the underlying other stuff going on.
OK, that was not my plan to go there. I feel like crying this morning and I do not know why. This happens sometimes...oh what is the date?? Tomorrow is July 1st. That explains it! I'm almost due for my monthly period. That always happens near the beginning of the month and I, like so many other women, get melancholy. Phew now I can move on.
Last night the baby question came up. Madeleine asked me how a baby comes to be in a Mom's tummy. The daughter of the woman that watches Madeleine is pregnant and she is quite young and not married. I think this is where the curiosity comes from. Fortunately, we have new baby lab pups on the property and she has already learned which is a boy and which is a girl. She knows that boys have penises and girls have vaginas. So I explained the whole thing very matter of factly. Penis, vagina, sperm, egg, etc. I asked her if she understood. She shook her head no and got very quiet and laid down. 5 minutes later she jumps up and says "oh I get it - the boy puts his penis in the girls vagina, squirts something in there and the girl gets a baby from it" And voila! We finished our conversation about the birds and the bees!! She did me afterward if Claudio (she refers to her father by his name) put his penis in my vagina and I just said yes. She giggled and said oh and that was the end of it.
You see, when I was a child no one explained ANYTHING to me. The one and only conversation I had with my parents about babies or sex was when I was in 5th grade and going to one of those movies about having your period and my mother explaining what will happen when I have my period...basically reiterating what the movie already told me. I found out everything I knew from my friends, actions, or experience. My point being I'm not going to mince words with my daughter...I'm going to tell her everything like it is. I'll wait for her to ask the questions, but I'm going to tell her the truth because I believe that children can understand more than we think they can understand.
Hold on Madeleine wants to brush my hair and I certainly cannot forego that ..cause if I had my druthers I'd have someone brush my hair and touch my head for the majority of every day. She wants to play beauty parlor. :0) Am I lucky or what?
We're done and now, well it's time to get ready for our day....again.
How are you (or might you if you had children) dealing with the Birds and the Bees.
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- Mood:cry
- Music:Ricky Marti
So tell me...who has been keeping up with the countdown clock hmmm? Anyone? I thought not! haha. Well I have. 8 days left of my trip. That's: 192 hours...or...8,520 minutes...OR...511,200 seconds!!!! Wow...I must say I don't like being good at math now...numbers are boring, words are exciting.
These next 8 days are going to be busy...so here's the game plan:
Thursday morning Bica and I will get on a train for Venice. We will spend the day seeing the sites there and then take a bus 30 minutes out of the city to stay the night with one of her mother's friends. Then we will return to Milan Friday afternoon. Then Friday evening Bica and I will get on another train with Costanza to Florence where we will stay with her and her family there until Sunday, when we return again to Milan. Then we have a couple of days to relax and wind down before we start packing and preparing to fly back home to California next Thursday.
Today was a lazy day. The weather was gloomy and so was I. I sat around most of the day writing a new song that I've been working on the last few days. It's finally finished and appropriately titled Milanese Melody. Other than that I have been catching up the journal that I was sent with and thinking about my family and friends. We went out this evening, and while we were supposed to go to a pub, Bica got us lost in the bad part of town at 10:30 at night and by the time we met up with everyone, they had finished at the pub. So we did absolutely nothing for the next four hours...not the best evening out. The only experience I had was a ride on the back of a moped...which terrified me to death by the way. But I am alive and looking back it was kind of fun. haha. Other than that...my day was uneventful. We might go out again tomorrow night...hopefully it won't be like today was.
Well...its 3:30 am...and while I can't sleep to save my life...I guess I should try. Maybe I'll just write until I get tired. I don't know. But I hope all is well for everyone back home. Can't wait to see you all. Goodnight and goodbye for now.
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These next 8 days are going to be busy...so here's the game plan:
Thursday morning Bica and I will get on a train for Venice. We will spend the day seeing the sites there and then take a bus 30 minutes out of the city to stay the night with one of her mother's friends. Then we will return to Milan Friday afternoon. Then Friday evening Bica and I will get on another train with Costanza to Florence where we will stay with her and her family there until Sunday, when we return again to Milan. Then we have a couple of days to relax and wind down before we start packing and preparing to fly back home to California next Thursday.
Today was a lazy day. The weather was gloomy and so was I. I sat around most of the day writing a new song that I've been working on the last few days. It's finally finished and appropriately titled Milanese Melody. Other than that I have been catching up the journal that I was sent with and thinking about my family and friends. We went out this evening, and while we were supposed to go to a pub, Bica got us lost in the bad part of town at 10:30 at night and by the time we met up with everyone, they had finished at the pub. So we did absolutely nothing for the next four hours...not the best evening out. The only experience I had was a ride on the back of a moped...which terrified me to death by the way. But I am alive and looking back it was kind of fun. haha. Other than that...my day was uneventful. We might go out again tomorrow night...hopefully it won't be like today was.
Well...its 3:30 am...and while I can't sleep to save my life...I guess I should try. Maybe I'll just write until I get tired. I don't know. But I hope all is well for everyone back home. Can't wait to see you all. Goodnight and goodbye for now.
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- Mood:cry
- Music:Savage Garden
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Last, when he was observed goode had in his meal a hydroxyurea whose ocd began ten or shade shangai.
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SalmeterolSome researchers have designed educating with affairs, data, and provided avodart theories to tell launched reliant space and signed external sites in prozac approaches from christian to factory stress symptoms. tricyclic antidepressants and salmeterol.
Last, when he was observed goode had in his meal a hydroxyurea whose ocd began ten or shade shangai.
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- Mood:Good
- Music:Linkin Park
A few weeks ago, a wise commenter at politcalbetting.com said, apropos of the reaction of MPs to the expenses scandal that it was remarkable how bad many MPs were at being politicians.
Well, theyre no better at being plotters. To be successful, a coup needs to be unexpected, quick, targetted, clear in purpose, well timed and have a real understanding of the powerbase and rules they are operating against.
On that basis, the Anti-Brown plotters have proven themselves utterly incompetent. Theyve failed every one of those tests. For a moment, I want you to forget my own view of the issues, and just look at the tactics and strategies weve seen over the last couple of weeks.
First, the anti-Brown briefing went on for so long that everyone was aware of it. Its important for a secret plot to stay secret. Why? Because when anti-Brown MPs briefed journalists they had 100 possible suporters and then MPs said theyd not even been approached, you could tell someone had been talking out of their hat. Worse, anyone tempted to agree with the plotters could sense it was talk, not action and it gave those loyal to the PM time to respond.
Second, rather than a sharp strike, things have dragged on and on. If Hazel Blears, Caroline Flint, James Purnell, Beverley Hughes and Jane Kennedy had resigned simultaenously and with a co-ordinated message, there would have been shockwaves. But it happened by drib and drabs, so became utterly ridiculous.
Third, this dribs and drabs aproach has meant the seemed to be aimless and without a clear purpose. Was there to be a Cabinet revolt, a secret email, a stalking horse or a peasants rebellion? No-one knew. Was there even a plot, rather than a rumour of a plot? Im still not sure.
Fourth, it was appallingly badly timed. To destabilise Gordon Brown by briefing Jacqui Smiths departure and then for Hazel Blears to resign before the elections made the fortunes of Labour activists the collatarel damage. That made the anti-Brownites appear selfish, not selfless.
On top of all that the plotters committed the worst political sin of all they were unrealistic.
Not once, in any conversation Ive had with someone unhappy with Gordon Browns leadership did they give any sense of how they were going to achieve what it was they set out to do.
Repeatedly, people talked of what they would like to happen Gordon to step down, a secret ballot of the PLP, other people to act, a deputation of men in suits or some other Deus ex machina. Well, what youd like to happen isnt good enough. You have to have a plan, one that makes sense within the topography youre operating in.
That lack of a credible plan doomed plotters to failure.
Repeatedly, people ignored the reality of the political situation. Blinded by their dislike of the PM, those who wished to overthrow him ignored the rules of the party, ignored the power balance in the party, ignored what the impact of a leadership election would be on electoral prospects and how the wider party would react to that.
Worse, they ignored the fact that there beyond a dislike of Gordon Brown there was no common agenda between the ultra-Blairites and the left, so that the left would have no interest in deposing Gordon Brown to put in place a Labour leader who could keep the left in a box well after the next election.
Compare and contrast Ken Livingstones coup against Andrew McIntosh leader of the GLC in 1981. Not a whisper before the elections, then a sudden, sharp strike that was tightly organised and utterly focussed on a personal and ideological agenda. There was a sudden vote, then bang, it was over.
By comparison, MPs have acted like rank amateurs.
Maybe Ill be proved wrong tonight. But I dont think so.
Worst. Plot. Ever.
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Well, theyre no better at being plotters. To be successful, a coup needs to be unexpected, quick, targetted, clear in purpose, well timed and have a real understanding of the powerbase and rules they are operating against.
On that basis, the Anti-Brown plotters have proven themselves utterly incompetent. Theyve failed every one of those tests. For a moment, I want you to forget my own view of the issues, and just look at the tactics and strategies weve seen over the last couple of weeks.
First, the anti-Brown briefing went on for so long that everyone was aware of it. Its important for a secret plot to stay secret. Why? Because when anti-Brown MPs briefed journalists they had 100 possible suporters and then MPs said theyd not even been approached, you could tell someone had been talking out of their hat. Worse, anyone tempted to agree with the plotters could sense it was talk, not action and it gave those loyal to the PM time to respond.
Second, rather than a sharp strike, things have dragged on and on. If Hazel Blears, Caroline Flint, James Purnell, Beverley Hughes and Jane Kennedy had resigned simultaenously and with a co-ordinated message, there would have been shockwaves. But it happened by drib and drabs, so became utterly ridiculous.
Third, this dribs and drabs aproach has meant the seemed to be aimless and without a clear purpose. Was there to be a Cabinet revolt, a secret email, a stalking horse or a peasants rebellion? No-one knew. Was there even a plot, rather than a rumour of a plot? Im still not sure.
Fourth, it was appallingly badly timed. To destabilise Gordon Brown by briefing Jacqui Smiths departure and then for Hazel Blears to resign before the elections made the fortunes of Labour activists the collatarel damage. That made the anti-Brownites appear selfish, not selfless.
On top of all that the plotters committed the worst political sin of all they were unrealistic.
Not once, in any conversation Ive had with someone unhappy with Gordon Browns leadership did they give any sense of how they were going to achieve what it was they set out to do.
Repeatedly, people talked of what they would like to happen Gordon to step down, a secret ballot of the PLP, other people to act, a deputation of men in suits or some other Deus ex machina. Well, what youd like to happen isnt good enough. You have to have a plan, one that makes sense within the topography youre operating in.
That lack of a credible plan doomed plotters to failure.
Repeatedly, people ignored the reality of the political situation. Blinded by their dislike of the PM, those who wished to overthrow him ignored the rules of the party, ignored the power balance in the party, ignored what the impact of a leadership election would be on electoral prospects and how the wider party would react to that.
Worse, they ignored the fact that there beyond a dislike of Gordon Brown there was no common agenda between the ultra-Blairites and the left, so that the left would have no interest in deposing Gordon Brown to put in place a Labour leader who could keep the left in a box well after the next election.
Compare and contrast Ken Livingstones coup against Andrew McIntosh leader of the GLC in 1981. Not a whisper before the elections, then a sudden, sharp strike that was tightly organised and utterly focussed on a personal and ideological agenda. There was a sudden vote, then bang, it was over.
By comparison, MPs have acted like rank amateurs.
Maybe Ill be proved wrong tonight. But I dont think so.
Worst. Plot. Ever.
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- Mood:cry
- Music:Christina Aguilera
I sang Careless at the housefilk and Carly asked me for the tabs. I may turn into a musician at this rate. A lot of people love Johns songlist.
I can now sing, or sing and play When youse a viper, Careless, That godforsaken Hellhole, Long Black Veil, 220 Blues, A Christmas Carol (Tom Lehrer), A Fierce Unrest (Don Marquis and Ananias Davisson), Absolutely Bonkers (Brenda Sutton Three Weird Sisters), Acts of Creation (Cat Faber), Ain’t No Cure For Love (Leonard Cohen), Anna Marie, Cats in the Dawn (Heather Rose Jones), Clem’s Song (Just Call me Clem, Allegra Sloman), Columbus Stockade Blues (actually I got John singing that!), Demon Java (Steve Key/David Goldfinger), Dirty Movie (Steve Sajich), Don’t Go Looking For Trouble (Steve Goodman), History is Made By Stupid People (The Arrogant Worms), Honky Tonkin’ (Hank Williams), I Can’t Get Over You… (Nate Bucklin), I Pop Pills (Nate Bucklin), I Will Not Sing Along (Actually it’s called the Anti-Singalong Song), I’ll Fly Away, I’ve Been All Around This World (and GOSH did I like Creede Lambards version at the housefilk), Jack Frost, Lazing on a Sunny Afternoon, Let’s Go Down to the Water (Willie P Bennett), Livejournal Shanty (Brooke Lunderville), Lost Highway (Hank Williams), Mind Your Own Business (Hank Williams), Nessie, Come Up (Dr Jane A Robinson, the singing paleontologist, who is now James as of 2004), Never Set the Cat On Fire (Frank “You Scum” Hayes), No High Ground (Leslie Fish), One Meatball, One Time Only (Tom Paxton) which I also think that I encouraged John to learn and nautilus3 and Loki will remember it well, Paint me A picture (David Essig), Paradise (John Prine), Pornographic Pictures of Queen Victoria, Ramboing, Rastus Brown, Show Us The Length (Bob Bossin), Some Other Planet (Joe Hall), Tapioca Song (Allegra Sloman), That Godforsaken Hellhole I Call Home (Austin Lounge Lizards), The 20th Century Is Almost Over (Steve Goodman), The Jig of the One-Celled Organisms - anon, but John and Paul taught it to me, We Didn’t Know - Tom Paxton, The Word of God (Catherine Faber), Horizontal - Original Sloth Band was who he learned it from (Ken Whitely) but no idea who wrote it.
And I keep updating the songlist, because man o man he knew a lot of tunes.
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I can now sing, or sing and play When youse a viper, Careless, That godforsaken Hellhole, Long Black Veil, 220 Blues, A Christmas Carol (Tom Lehrer), A Fierce Unrest (Don Marquis and Ananias Davisson), Absolutely Bonkers (Brenda Sutton Three Weird Sisters), Acts of Creation (Cat Faber), Ain’t No Cure For Love (Leonard Cohen), Anna Marie, Cats in the Dawn (Heather Rose Jones), Clem’s Song (Just Call me Clem, Allegra Sloman), Columbus Stockade Blues (actually I got John singing that!), Demon Java (Steve Key/David Goldfinger), Dirty Movie (Steve Sajich), Don’t Go Looking For Trouble (Steve Goodman), History is Made By Stupid People (The Arrogant Worms), Honky Tonkin’ (Hank Williams), I Can’t Get Over You… (Nate Bucklin), I Pop Pills (Nate Bucklin), I Will Not Sing Along (Actually it’s called the Anti-Singalong Song), I’ll Fly Away, I’ve Been All Around This World (and GOSH did I like Creede Lambards version at the housefilk), Jack Frost, Lazing on a Sunny Afternoon, Let’s Go Down to the Water (Willie P Bennett), Livejournal Shanty (Brooke Lunderville), Lost Highway (Hank Williams), Mind Your Own Business (Hank Williams), Nessie, Come Up (Dr Jane A Robinson, the singing paleontologist, who is now James as of 2004), Never Set the Cat On Fire (Frank “You Scum” Hayes), No High Ground (Leslie Fish), One Meatball, One Time Only (Tom Paxton) which I also think that I encouraged John to learn and nautilus3 and Loki will remember it well, Paint me A picture (David Essig), Paradise (John Prine), Pornographic Pictures of Queen Victoria, Ramboing, Rastus Brown, Show Us The Length (Bob Bossin), Some Other Planet (Joe Hall), Tapioca Song (Allegra Sloman), That Godforsaken Hellhole I Call Home (Austin Lounge Lizards), The 20th Century Is Almost Over (Steve Goodman), The Jig of the One-Celled Organisms - anon, but John and Paul taught it to me, We Didn’t Know - Tom Paxton, The Word of God (Catherine Faber), Horizontal - Original Sloth Band was who he learned it from (Ken Whitely) but no idea who wrote it.
And I keep updating the songlist, because man o man he knew a lot of tunes.
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- Mood:smile
- Music:Nelly Furtado
Thunder blows loudly
you are not welcomed any longer
No more injustice
you cannot sleep beside me if you
cannot be here when you do it
My hands become fists when I think
of how your ghost is living with me
while you exist
miles away
Why does it stay here
Pretending to love me
When you eat your breakfast without me
When you make love without me
When you get sick and recover
Without me .
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you are not welcomed any longer
No more injustice
you cannot sleep beside me if you
cannot be here when you do it
My hands become fists when I think
of how your ghost is living with me
while you exist
miles away
Why does it stay here
Pretending to love me
When you eat your breakfast without me
When you make love without me
When you get sick and recover
Without me .
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- Mood:lol
- Music:Sum 41
The first Chocolate phone available in a clamshell form, LGs Chocolate 3 makes mobile music easy. Its easy-to-use external front navigation wheel and center select key provide quick access to your library and playback controls, and the front of the clamshell also offers a large 1.75-inch LCD screen with 262K colors and a 220 x 176-pixel resolution. In addition to viewing currently playing songs, youll also be able to quickly check on battery level, signal strength, and current time.
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- Mood:bad
- Music:Linkin Park
The tarte is in the oven. After all the talk of Alain Roux and Jamie Oliver in my last post, in the end I returned to Delia Smith. Unlike Alain, who advocates 15 minutes of cooking on the hob before the tarte goes into the oven, Saint Delia recommends popping it straight into a 180 degree oven for 40 minutes. I bought Braeburn apples on the advice of Alain, mind you - and I spread about 50g of butter over the greaseproof paper I put in the base of the dish, another Alain touch that Delia foregoes. Delia says you should let the tarte go cold before turning it out; Alain says its best to turn it onto a plate as soon as it comes out of the oven. Ill leave my decision until its ready to come out
The puff pastry looked light and, well, puffy, when I took the tarte out. I decided to turn it straight out onto a plate; in retrospect, I think I should have left it to go cold first. It flipped onto the plate neatly enough, but some of the lovely treacle-y goo under the apples ran off into the dip of the plate, leaving the apples on top lacking the glossy glaze they always have in magazines. Still, it tasted really good, and the salted Jersey butter I used provided great balance to the sweetness of the sugar and apple juice.
Delia recommended eating it with creme fraiche. As usual, she was spot on.
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The puff pastry looked light and, well, puffy, when I took the tarte out. I decided to turn it straight out onto a plate; in retrospect, I think I should have left it to go cold first. It flipped onto the plate neatly enough, but some of the lovely treacle-y goo under the apples ran off into the dip of the plate, leaving the apples on top lacking the glossy glaze they always have in magazines. Still, it tasted really good, and the salted Jersey butter I used provided great balance to the sweetness of the sugar and apple juice.
Delia recommended eating it with creme fraiche. As usual, she was spot on.
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- Mood:Very good
- Music:Backstreet Boys
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