Showing posts from April 9, 2006

Soggy Saturday

We are not amused that it is a rainy day today.
Does anyone have a connection to Petco Park so we could borrow the groundskeeper's drying machine for the field? I so want us to have a dry lawn tomorrow for our Easter Egg Hunt.

It is soggy inside too. I guess I am a mush or a wuss or an underdog diva....I am watching the 1993 film, "Rudy." I loved it and wept when I first saw it, and haven't seen it since. Starring Sean Astin as this little guy whose big dream is to play for Notre Dame and how it comes to pass. Yeah, and I still watching re-runs of "Rocky." and cry. Maybe coz "Rudy" is about Irish and about being small in stature and big of heart and dreams, it really gets to me. It is a true story by the way. And according to the facts up till then, no other player since 1975 has ever been carried off the field as they did for Rudy. Pass the kleenex.

The human spirit, the American spirit--heck, the Spirit of it touches me deeply. I want to …

IDOL-a- tree

I have tried to give some breathing space to the blog so that I don't blog things up. It seems as if I could blog for a long tme each day. And I want to be sure people have a chance to log in, read what's current and not feel back-logged. Or would that be back-blogged?

IDOL. American Idol. Can't believe I am talking about that show or even watching it. As you know, I am tuning in because of Katherine McPhee, a family friend. She is the beautiful daughter of my beautiful friend, Peisha McPhee. And it was so cool tonight to see the video clips of Mc Mom and McPop talking about their talented daughter. I am glad she is moving on to next week as she so deserves to. And very glad that Bucky is off the island. How did he ever get there in the first place? I have just learned that it is more than a show, it is a community, a way of life. There are websites and other TV shows dedicated to following the show and it's contestants. There is a whole market subsidiary for comme…


Spent the day preparing my taxes to take my CPA. It didn't go as effortlessly as I had hoped ---yeah, yeah, it I had done more work in advance and not waited till I came back from Vancouver and then got sick and wasn't up to doing the stuff...yada yada

However, all went well. And I got home just as the rain began so I could be inside and warm. My first day with most of my voice back I sound a little hoarse so I have kept talking to a minimum. I did notice how I began to talk again--especially to Sammy--but I went right back to old habits of talking to myself. As an only child, I got used to talking to myself as I do things. I talk a lot to different things. I talk to the world around me--nature, traffic, things around the house. of course, a more lofty approach to that would be to say that in my innate omniscience, I always knew that all life has energy and we are all One, so why not talk to my car and name it? I think inanimate objects respond better when you talk t…

How the other half does Sundays...

It's weird enough to miss a Sunday service when I am travelling but to be at home, on a Sunday when I know that church is going on is bizaare. And it is Palm Sunday to boot. Good thing I am a Religous Scientist and don't have to be in church to know today's perfection.

Spirit called me awake today at I knew I was to get up and do "work." I began journalling at 4:09 a.m. and as I dated my page, I realized today's date is 4/09. One of those cool mystical moments when you know something greater is at work. Sam sat with me as I wrote. I put sweats on over my PJ's to stay warm while we took our neighborhood walk --the long one so Sam could see Dan and get his biscuits. I went to get a newspaper, a muffin and a latte. Splurge-o-rama. Then I decadently and indulgently crawled back into bed to have breakfast and read the paper while classical music played in the background.

Then I decided to blog about it all to you!

My voice is back ever-so-slightly to…