Saturday, July 31, 2004
Seeing as how I am still on summer my vacation, my weekend can start as early as I like it to. This weekend started on Thursday evening because that's the night I went to the Stratham Fair with my boyfriend. (okay, yeah, there, I said it. I have a boyfriend. He's awesome. Throw rocks if you must, but I reserve the right to duck). The Stratham Fair is a cute little country fair. It has 4H exhibits including pigs, sheep, cows and bunnies, tractor pull contests, booths selling all kinds of trinkets. carnival rides, a variety of food and live entertainment. I never went to the fair as a kid, not that I remember anyway, but I have been several times in the past several years. I always get a kick out of it. This time I even rode the ferris wheel, despite my fear of heights. It was nice as it was sunset with the sun all orange and sinking on one side, the nearly full moon rising on the other and all the lights of the fairground below.
It was hot and muggy on Friday, so I didn't go out and accomplish much. There was some translation work waiting to be dealt with, so I did that for a couple of hours. Mostly I just kicked back, relaxed at home and worked on my crochet project a little.
Today was also hot and muggy. I picked up my girl around noon and we came back home to have some lunch. We went out to Payless Shoe Source where we got three pairs of shoes (two for her, one for me) for a grand total of $13.49. That's a pretty unbeatable deal. Later on we headed over to Packers Falls to go swimming. It was very refreshing, even though I did discover a couple of small leech-like looking things on my legs when I got out of the pond. On the way home we stopped by the organic farm stand next door and bought a couple of summer squash and a "gourmet lebanese squash". I've never had the lebanese squash before. It's the size and shape of a summer squash, but light green rather than yellow. I'm going to saute the squash with some fresh herbs from out on the deck and have that for dinner along with some leftovers that are in the fridge. Tonight I'm watching "The Princess Diaries" with my girl and starting a new crochet project since I finished the kercheif already.
Hopefully, the weather will be okay tomorrow and I'll be taking my girl to her first ever renaissance fair, the Maine Renaissance Fair. She has a killer costume and I will be appropriately attired as well. I'll try to get some pictures of us to post here.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
To pam about
1. To expend inordinate amounts of time accomplishing very little.
The phrase was first coined circa 1988 by a certain individual who shall henceforth be known only by his initials, JH, due to the fact that said coiner is now a business executive who would no doubt be appalled to have his now reputable name linked with such frivolity as this blog or the author thereof. First recalled usage was, "Stop pamming about and let's go already!", uttered by JH in exasperation while waiting for this Pam to get ready to go out. Uttered while said JH was broke, unemployed and living on the floor of this writer's hovel of an apartment in a state quite far removed from what one may imagine to be the executive splendor in which he now resides in Tokyo.
Pamming about differs from merely wasting time in that the subject who is pamming about may appear to be engaged in some useful or meaningful task, but is actually accomplishing very little, if anything at all. Also, the amount of time consumed by pamming about is frighteningly large and consumes anywhere from an hour to an entire day. Pamming about also often involves a certain level of good-natured (hopefully) annoyance on the part of the individual employing the term, as it is so often used in sentences which begin with "stop", "quit", or "are you through".
As this blog may be seen as a prime example of pamming about, I hereby rename it: Pamming About. (at least temporarily)
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Monday, July 26, 2004
Sunday, July 25, 2004
I was cited by the sheriff for two crymes; 1) Disturbing the peace, obstructing justice and/or annoyance of a public official. 2) Public displays of affection and/or other acts of beguilement, including charms, spells and curses. I hereby proclaim my innocence and blame it all on my companion, that handsome rogue and scribe renowned both near and close.
Friday, July 23, 2004
And yes, I was spur of the moment and reckless enough to change the template without backing up the old one so all my side links are gone, for now. I'll get them back up soon enough. The comments came back easy because Haloscan has automated the whole installation process for Blogger. No more fiddling with the template to get the Haloscan comments added.
I bet my readership will plummet with the new color scheme as I forecast that guys at work aren't going to be as apt to be checking out a girly pink blog at the office. I'm not trying to drive you away guys. I'm just feeling in the mood for pink. Better reinstall that little exit sign thingy, whose name I have completely forgotten. Ahh, whatever.
So, if all I have are disparaging comments about my performance, why bother to do it? Because, as my sister likes to say, it's not all about being "good", it's about getting out there and doing it. Even if it's technically imperfect, if there's some element of truth or something real about it, it's worth it.
In three words I can sum up everything I've ever learned about life: It goes on.
I was just looking for ideas about crocheting projects and I found a nice chunk of wisdom in the bargain. Gotta love crafty women.
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Job Predictor, which informed me that my ideal job is a "Professional Tramp". That's lovely.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Monday, July 19, 2004
This cracks me up. I know, it's bad and unprofessional and politically incorrect, but it's just so absurd that it makes me chuckle.
Well, one guy was particularly annoying so I just told him "No, no one over 18 is home now."
Come on people, I am twice 18 and then some. I do not sound like a teenager!
Sunday, July 18, 2004
The children of the other abductees were brought to Japan and rejoined their parents this spring. They grew up never knowing their parents were Japanese. Now Ms Soga's family has joined her in Japan and her story is finally getting a little press in the US. Of course, the US media focuses on her husband's story and sports headlines like ABC News' Accused Deserter, Family Arrive in Japan.
The BBC presents another view, Japan Gripped By Cold War Love Story. And the press in Japan, yet another Obstacles line Soga's, Jenkin's Path.
Saturday, July 17, 2004
This tends to happen to me in the summer. In the winter time, I'm in bed by 10 or 10:30. In the summer, I rarely get there before midnight. Is it just me or are there any other seasonal night owls out there?
The pond a very mellow spot. We said we'd stay for an hour, but the kids were having a good time in the water and my sister and I were enjoying the rare chance to have an uninterrupted conversation, so we stayed for an hour and a half.
Friday, July 16, 2004
I am The Sun
In the tarot the Sun symbolizes vitality and splendor. The Sun is definitely not a meek and retiring card. You have total confidence in yourself. You are not cocky, but profoundly sure of your power. You have unlimited energy and glow with health. You have a greatness about you and stand out brilliantly. Finally, you see and understand all that is happening within your sphere. When you see this card, know that you will be successful at all you undertake. Now is the time to let your light shine.
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Very nice. Don't I wish I had total confidence in myself. I do have confidence that all this divorce shit I'm going through (oh my! I said it! The "D" word!) will some day be done. Or at least it will be started and on its way to being done. And the fact that every utterly typical situation and reaction any expert I talk to tells me about maps perfectly to the way things are right now is actually somehow soothing to me. When you're going through it, it all feels like such a uniquely personal hell.
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Actually, depending on what kind of fun you are searching for, there are a few places you might consider checking out. The Children's Museum of Portsmouth is fun if you have young kids. Geek that I am, I always enjoy spending time at the public library. If you're more of a shopping type, you can go to the Fox Run Mall in Newington. Dover has the Woodman Institute and Portsmouth has a lot of historic homes that are now museums, like the John Paul Jones House.
So, there you go. Don't say I never did anything for you, ok?
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
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Friday, July 09, 2004
There is a window at the bottom of the stairs at the door leading into the apartment that looks into the mare's stall. There was a lot of noise last night and the light in the stalll was on, so I went down to have a look and see what was going on. My landlady was in the stall with the horse and said she had found the mare covered in mud laying down beside the shed out in the pasture earlier. She brought her inside and had her up on her feet, but the horse was still in some danger and the vet was on the way. The vet came and went and as I was lying in bed I heard a lot of kicking on the wall downstairs. I went and looked into the stall and the mare was down on her side, kicking at the walls trying to stand up. He eyes looked okay and I saw her occasionally chomping at some hay that was in the corner of the stall, so I figured that was a good sign. She stopped kicking after a short time and she didn't look sweaty or crazy eyed. The light was still on in the stall and I figured my landlady would be out to check on her again, so I went back upstairs and went to bed.
When I woke up this morning I wondered how the mare was, so I went down to look into her stall. When I did I found myself staring her right in the face. She was up and there was some poop on the floor, which meant things were moving and she was ok. Horses are so big and look like such strong animals, but they really are delicate in many ways. I'm afraid of heights, so I'm not interested in riding, but I like being around horses.
For when you come to think of it, the only way to love a person is not, as the stereotyped Christian notion is, to coddle them and bring them soup when they are sick, but by listening to them and seeing and believing in the god, in the poet, in them.
I can't really write for shit these days. I spend too much time worrying about things that are out of my control and not enough time taking in the smell of the summer days and fresh cut hay. Eventually I'm going to get through and get past it all. Or at least get to a point where it stops taking up so much prime real estate in my mind.
Thursday, July 08, 2004
It's past noon and I'm still in my pajamas. They're comfy and I'm by myself and working, so why not. I consider working in my pajamas one of the great benefits of working from home.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
2 : a period of stagnation or inactivity.
Yeah, I know the dog star, Sirius, blah blah blah. Woof.
Anyway, I am feeling very dog day-ish this week. It just seems like everything is slow going. I know things will change and that this is a phase and a process that I have to go through. It'll probably end up being yet another one of those times in my life that I look back at and wonder how I got through it. I get through it by telling myself it's not that bad, that things could be and have been worse.
We used to sing this at vespers on Sunday nights at camp.
Too high, can't get over it
Too wide, can't get round it
Too deep, can't get under it
Gotta go through the door.
Monday, July 05, 2004
When I got home I watched the local evening news, but they only said that the show had been cancelled due to injuries. When I checked the local paper the following morning, it reported that the show had in fact gone on at midnight for a crowd of 100. Today I heard that another fireworks show had been scheduled for tonight, the original rain date. Then on this evenin's news I heard the show has been cancelled due to rain. Oh well.
I saw the Dover fireworks from my sister's front lawn last night. It was a pretty good show and the facilities were very comfortable.
Sunday, July 04, 2004
This town is very crunchy in a slightly goth kind of way. It's just five miles from the university, so a lot of students live here. You see lots of tattoos, piercings, short spiky hair, dreadlocks and other general grooviness if you hang out downtown for any length of time. It's all very laid back though, Maybe that's just because it's summer. Anyway, I like it here and I'm glad I've gotten the chance to live here and check it out.