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Lo and behold, it's that time of the year again. Christmas. Ready or not, it's a-coming!I don't do Christmas very well. The reasons are the usual (don't feel the joy, sadness, depressing, blah, blah, blah) and I know a lot of people go through the same thing. I get through it one way or another, then it's over. I'm thinking about buying myself a really kick ass gift this year. I mean a

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You left me a year ago today. You left me and you were so sure you would never leave me. You were convinced and you convinced me. We both thought if anyone left, it would be me. We were wrong.You left me a year ago today and it feels like yesterday. This pain in my chest comes from the little pieces of my heart moving around at every thought of you. Little pieces, all that's left after it

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Soooo.Here I am. This feels so strange, does not feel familiar or easy. And THAT is what feels strange, I think. I have been blogging (of sorts) for years, writing to (and for) myself for most of my life. It has always been easier for me to write it than say it; I'm more concise, more articulate.And yet, here I am. I just don't seem to have the desire for it anymore. That is so very weird. So

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wonder if this thing still works?i don't know, it's awfully dusty in here.i'm coming back.it's time to get my house and my blog in order.famous last words?

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****okay, I wrote this around 5am when I couldn't sleep and all this came spewing out. I didn't post it then, just saved it. However, after reading it through tonight, I realize this really is how I feel so I decided to go ahead and post. All I can say is,, at least I "act" nicer in public.****Hello, anyone out there? Ha, I just realized if I had typed "is there anybody out there?" I would have

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I have an old friend, Glinda.I met Glinda when she was the girlfriend of one of my brothers and he brought her home to meet us. Although both he and Glinda lived in the south at that time, it turned out Glinda was born and raised in this general area. Connect One.We got along well during that visit, Glinda and I, so when several months later I moved south (the beginning of the period I refer to

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For the most part, I am a somewhat cynical person. I like to think of it as just being really, really realistic - but some days even I am hard pressed to deny the cynic in me. Still, the world is not black and white and for every cynic there must be a believer.Sometimes, they are one and the same.Awhile back, I had a post where I mentioned finding a heart shaped rock at the cemetery where Chad

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I had my session with Ahnndrayuh Wednesday. I guess I should mention first off, that it turns out she pronounces her name AnnDRAYuh. Huh. Could've picked up on that sooner, you'd think.I don't talk much anymore. I find myself limiting my conversation with co-workers, friends, etc. I try to do better with my family, because I think they worry and if I talk a lot or try to sound like my old

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Today is Chad's birthday.He would have been 34.So young. So senseless.I'm making a wish for him.HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY. I HOPE WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE AND MISS YOU.

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I am supposed to be, at this very moment, researching and writing four papers on MR/DD for a certification class required by my job.Here's what I'm doing instead:

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At my counseling session last week, Ahnndrayuh asked me how I was coping and this is what I told her:It's like my brain is a radio receiver. One station (we'll call it WCHAD) plays constantly. 24/7. All Chad, all the time. It never shuts off. Seriously, never.When I need to have a conversation with someone, work, read, go about the usual daily tasks one has to do (even if one doesn't want to)

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It snowed.Then ice.MORE snow.Frigid temperatures.Ridiculous and barely passable roads. (salt, anyone? plows? oh, that's right, most of the street maintenance workers are laid off. excellent planning! really. excellent.)Ohio, how I hate thee.Today, it got up to 43 degrees, which, frankly, is a veritable heat wave compared to Friday nights temp of ONE DEGREE. The sun was shining, birds were

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For so many days now, I have been overcome. With grief, with sadness, with longing. Today I was overcome with something else: pride and hope.So many people, all over the world, have had much to say today - and can say it better and more eloquently than I.But one in particular said it best.....and from him, I quote:"On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose

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But, AhhnDRAYuh it turns out, was sympathetic, empathetic, asked good questions, offered some possibly good suggestions and in general, was unlike the persona I had created for her.She's also like, 12 years old. Okay, maybe mid twenties - apparently she is a psychologist in training, so she has to be in her mid twenties, right? She's young, but she picked up on things and had a good grasp of

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Last weekend Amanda, Chad's daughter, spent the night with me. She does this about once a month, same as when Chad was with us. We had some good conversations and some awkward ones - she's 14 and you know...questions must be asked about SEX because she's 14 and that's all she thinks about: sex, boys, boys, sex. I tried to just be honest with her without lecturing since I well remember that age

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scheduled posts to announce:ONE MORE DAY!Bye George. See ya in court.

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I scheduled an appointment for next week with a grief counselor.It's time.

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So, yeah. I believe in ghosts. I've felt "things" before, sensed "things" before, seen "things" out of the corner of my eye. All that aside, I also believe our bodies are just vessels to hold our souls in this lifetime and it sounds reasonable to me if your soul has no earthly body holding it down, who knows where it can go, what it can do.Wednesday night was our Ghost Hunters night. Wednesday

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I don't sleep very well since Chad's been gone. It was always hard for me to sleep without him - when he wasn't here I usually slept on the couch. I make myself get into bed now every night, but there are plenty of nights I still end up on the couch. And there are nights when I don't even try, I just know it's not going to happen in the bed. I miss him, I miss his body next to mine and

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**I wrote this a few days ago and saved it instead of posting it. I'm glad I did because when I went back and read it, I realized how hateful I sounded - how ungrateful. So, this is the revised post, not as snarky or hateful. Still...*How are you doing? Are you doing OK? (No. i'm not ok. and i can't say what you want to hear. i realize you are asking out concern or sympathy - I do realize that

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just regrets.most of all, i regret this year ended the way it did.but for the rest of you, i hope you have a great year.

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I don't really believe in you or much of anything else right now, but just in case you do exist:Could you please stop by on your rounds tomorrow night and seal my fucking roof so my windows will stop leaking? Right now, they're crying harder than I am - and that's saying a lot.Thanks so much.and today is officially four weeks.

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No, I'm not planning to do a countdown each week of how long it's been. Having said that, it's damn hard to NOT do that, just because it is the way I measure time now and I have to wonder - how long will it be before I stop doing that?Sunday was three weeks.In those three weeks, I have had two separate days where I have not cried; more specifically, where I did not cry during the daytime. Nights

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there is comfort. Thank you, ALL of you, so much for your thoughts, comments and prayers. You have no idea how much it means to me.Because, for whatever reason, I find it so hard to verbally express some of my thoughts and feelings about Chad to my family and friends, this blog has become something of a lifeline to me. I can just let the words flow out of my fingertips onto this blog and send

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Everything is measured in a certain kind of time now.Friday it was two weeks since I last kissed him, touched him, held his hand.Friday it was one week since his funeral.Tonight it will be two weeks since we last talked, since we last said i love you to each other. Two weeks since he made me laugh because of his silliness, since he called me his wife and I said I'm not and he said you are, since

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-75790235878926597472008-12-03T21:44:00.005-05:002008-12-03T22:38:52.606-05:00

I mentioned before how Chad loved to sing 80's music to me and there was one song in particular, one that made his eyes light up, one that made him grab my hand and sing to me in the car, grab me and dance with me if we were home, one that made me roll my eyes every time I heard it start because I knew what was coming, one that because my mind has been so, so..fucked since that phone call, I

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-51969983705189581562008-11-29T21:14:00.004-05:002008-11-30T02:19:24.343-05:00

Chad - my love, the best thing that ever happened to me - passed away last Sunday, November 23rd.It was unexpected. I did not get to say goodbye, kiss him, hold him or tell him how much I loved him before he died. We still do not know the exact cause of death or even the time of death. Chad was not with me last Saturday night, he was at his mother's house where he lived with her and his

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-56085166243906165582008-11-04T23:16:00.001-05:002008-11-05T18:11:00.644-05:00

Concede?HOLLA!!Damn, I'm glad I stayed up for this!!!

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Got moved.Not unpacked or situated.Got internet back.Hey, guess what? I'm home.

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i saw this over at SFG's place. I like it. I stole it. I'm gonna use it. She won't mind and even if she does, she gives birth in about 6 weeks, so i doubt she's going to kick my ass. Well, for 6 weeks anyway. You all try it and let me know........i think it might be cool to see what you've been up to.The stuff that’s true is in WHITE. Appearance:- I am 5′4 or shorter.- I think I’m ugly.- I

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well, it's like crazy. that's what it's like.pay this, pay that. MUST MOVE. pay this, pay that. MUST MOVE. tear out chunks of hair. pay this, pay that. curl up into a ball and cry. pay this, pay that. MUST MOVE. pull money out of my ass. hmmm, none there. MUST MOVE.i need like, three big strong men and a truck. before sunday.eeeeek.Thank you, everyone, for your kind thoughts,

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-23191828894550420292008-10-01T02:39:00.002-04:002008-10-01T02:45:18.699-04:00

On September 26th, at 6:07 pm, I became a homeowner!Craziness will ensue for the next couple of weeks whilst i get moved, etc.Once I am settled in MY NEW HOME (did i mention i'm a homeowner?) I will post more delicious details.Can I get an AMEN?!Picture me doing the homeowner dance.......booyah!

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  100.  My toenails grow ingrown.   99.  There is nothing I can do to prevent this.   98.  I've had both of my big toe nails removed - several times.   97.  They keep growing back, despite medicine that's supposed to prevent that.   96.  My big toenails are now gross, misshapen, curving to the side, gnarly nails.   95.  I don't care.  I still go barefoot and wear sandals. And I polish them. 

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Found this on another blog site, it looked tolerable so I decided to do it just because. I find the idea of the "100 Things About Me" meme intriguing (because really? ARE there 100 things about me?) and I'm toying with the idea of doing it - we'll see. Until then..........1. Name one person who made you laugh last night. spunky 2. What were you doing at 0800? sleeping or going to pee, i don't

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-75615482636123722142008-08-05T22:37:00.003-04:002008-08-05T22:49:11.457-04:00

It runs dry. It started as a trickle, but even trickles run out eventually. So, until the creek rises I will beI will, however, still be reading other blogs and working on updating mine. Perhaps I will even find things to talk about, without resorting to a paragraph full of metaphors.Perhaps.

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I have, by the most incredible luck of being in the right place at the the right time, the chance to adopt a female jack russell terrier.Her name is Kaley (i think) and she is housebroken, crate trained, well mannered, calm and good with children (not that i have any, but this sounds promising as far as temperment. She is spayed, has had all her shots and best of all.........free!Her humans are

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I ended another chapter of my life yesterday. It's okay, I'm okay and it was the right thing to do.Now, for the good stuff: last weekend I received a package in the mail. I hadn't ordered anything, wasn't expecting anything so I was a little wary and a little curious about what it could be. Imagine my surprise and delight when I opened it and discovered a book. A big, shiny, brand new book!!

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Yep. The only thing fake about me is my hair color. You Are 69% RealYou know who you are, and you're pretty darn comfortable with yourself.Like everyone, you struggle with the parts of yourself that aren't so great...But you're good at accepting who you are and not dwelling on your faults.As a result, you're confident, optimistic, and very real.How Real Are You?It must be that other 10 percent

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What the hell was I smoking on New Year's Eve when I thought this year would be better than the last?Crikey!(i'm trying to reduce the amount of "fuckage" in my verbiage)

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So, last night I'm really tired. Nothing new there. Thought I'd go straight to sleep, as I was sleeepy. Nope, hard time falling asleep, finally fell into a very restless, uneasy sleep. Woke up about 4 am, burning up. It was so hot in here. My heat was turned all the way down so I blamed it on downstairs neighbor guy having his turned up (i've now downgraded him from possible serial killer

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Well, it's been a month, I'll give it that. Not a very good one and frankly, a rather long one.Here's a recap of March, although not in any particular order (it's not like I keep track of these things!!)* It snowed. Then we had a blizzard. That was enough to piss me off right there.* I had a birthday. Nothing special there, happens every March. I turned 45 but decided to be 39. Why not? I

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-85472291366389073892008-03-30T02:10:00.002-04:002008-03-30T02:26:07.233-04:00

You thought I was done? Oh no, not quite. This one made me laugh, because, you know, there REALLY are stupid people out there. I mean, really stupid people. And, I'm thinking they're not cut out for a life of crime. Of course, neither am I, but not because I'm not stupid. I just don't have that criminal frame of mind.........******************************************************************

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I almost never watch the news. It's either bad or something that will piss me off. I usually look for a King of Queens re-run instead. However, although this suits me just fine (cause I love me some KOQ), it does tend to cause me to lose out on the more...um, let's call it the more UNUSUAL newsworthy tidbits.But never fear! They come to me one way or another and some are just too GOOD not

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Just don't have much to say.Everything's okay.....just not much to talk about or maybe it's just because i don't want to talk about it.When i have something worthwhile (or otherwise), I'll be back.

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And never blow my way.....again. I wish - we had a blizzard here today and really, yesterday. Total snowfall about 12-15", I think. That would be 12-15" more than I ever care to see. Have I mentioned lately how much I love Ohio? No? That's because I don't. I can't believe I was born here and I can't believe I LEFT and came back. Obviously, I can't be trusted with making important

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-8842609692247053482008-02-27T22:38:00.003-05:002008-02-27T22:45:44.402-05:00

Started the new job on Monday. So far - loving it! Going really good, looks to be less stressful than the last one and believe it or not, less paperwork. Makes me a happy girl on that one. Won't get first paycheck for 3 weeks but whaddya gonna do? Everything else is pretty much going to shit but it's not like I haven't had to dig myself out of it before. (and no, i do not come up smelling

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-59265225784314089882008-02-19T22:51:00.001-05:002008-02-19T22:53:18.129-05:00

I think I'm losing my mind.The rest of the time, I'm convinced.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-11620451760416170412008-02-19T03:20:00.002-05:002008-02-19T03:24:04.750-05:00

* you can thank Kurt for my google image mania tonight.

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Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-45593935665997028312008-02-19T03:14:00.002-05:002008-02-19T03:16:56.870-05:00

INSTEAD OF THIS........BUT IT WASN'T

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-11473462053610820712008-02-19T03:12:00.001-05:002008-02-19T03:13:48.296-05:00

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-70370289952064777782008-02-14T01:50:00.001-05:002008-02-14T01:50:37.604-05:00

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-79345308399512340102008-02-14T01:32:00.002-05:002008-02-14T01:49:56.110-05:00

Is the color and picture on top. I'm sick, sick, sick of winter, gray, ice, snow, cold and all that goes with it. So, new colors and new picture for now. Still not the format and look I want, but it'll do for the time being. Haven't felt much like messing with it lately but it's still on the burner. Eventually, I'll have the look figured out and will display the finished product. Muddling

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-10113986223324746402008-02-06T02:03:00.000-05:002008-02-06T02:04:36.611-05:00

I got the job!!! Start 2/25!!! More to follow.........

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Not much to say, really. Same shit, pretty much the same days. However, in an effort to maintain some sort of regularity on this blog, I will offer up these tidbits:*still no news on the job - hope to hear something soon, maybe early this week. yeah, i know - i'm getting as tired of saying as you are of hearing it.*spunky and me watched hours of "the adventures of mark and olly" on the travel

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-8694275589709046022008-01-22T00:34:00.000-05:002008-01-22T01:40:39.726-05:00

Add to that frigid temperatures and yeah, it gets me down. Down in the pain department anyway. My legs are killing me again tonight, so I'm camped out on the couch until I can finally fall asleep. Don't want to disturb Spunky - he gets the bed. Bad enough he has to deal with me snoring like a freight train, I won't make him suffer along with me and my legs. I'd just like to add, for the

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-80236130743677938602008-01-06T05:49:00.000-05:002008-01-06T23:54:26.315-05:00

I don't believe in New Year's resolutions. Sure as fuck, soon as I make one, I'll break it. No doubt there's a law of relativity there - and if there's not, there should be.So, instead I'm making a list of "thanksolutions" - people and things I'm thankful for. I know I seem to piss and moan a lot when things seem overwhelming - I didn't always act this way, but in the last year or so, I slip

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-17311751207702531712008-01-06T04:40:00.000-05:002008-01-06T04:46:22.439-05:00

My good friend Nick has kindly given me an award...look for it on the sidebar. I'm grateful for it, humbled by it and hoping it inspires me to better blogging this year.Thank you, Nick!! It really means a lot to me and it came at a really good time. I no longer remember how I found my way to you, but I am very thankful I did!

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-11664160405886667162008-01-01T23:20:00.000-05:002008-01-02T01:35:06.435-05:00

Well, it's over and it's begun. So far, I don't see much difference between '07 and '08 but I will try to think positive.The key word there is: TRY.I thought this was interesting:January 01, 2008 Pisces (2/19-3/20)I'm not sure who these people are it refers to, but I hope they make themselves known quickly. While logically I know things will get better and eventually sort themselves out once

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-1139836329674555482007-12-28T21:52:00.000-05:002007-12-29T00:38:01.059-05:00

Sometimes it's weird how close it comes...You Are An INFPThe IdealistYou are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-85212242057395152182007-12-25T02:31:00.000-05:002007-12-25T02:36:59.150-05:00

Since I can't sleep due to my lingering illness and my good friend Nick keeps sending me wonderful blessings, I decided to post this one, as it's a personal favorite. I hope to keep it up through out the season, especially since once I get over my malady, I must quickly get back into the swing of things and won't be able to devote so much to time to the blog.I also have some personal issues to

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-88880223443235371102007-12-24T18:12:00.000-05:002007-12-24T18:57:08.668-05:00

Spunky gave me the flu for Christmas (I KNOW!! talk about unexpected gifts!) and while yesterday I was convinced I was on the brink of death, today it appears I will continue to live (and suffer). Participation in any holiday events will be nil unless they take place in the direct route between my sofa and the bathroom - with the occasional detour to the kitchen for liquids to keep the cycle

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-1562495137747958072007-12-23T00:44:00.000-05:002007-12-23T01:32:23.582-05:00

**I don't have much Christmas spirit this year, so forgive me if I dust off this post from last year (and another of my blogs) and post it as my Christmas post. There's no graphics and the story is written by me (all rights reserved) but it was written with the best of intentions. I hope you enjoy!**A CHRISTMAS TAIL There was a brisk, icy wind blowing down the street, causing swirls of snow to

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-78793672635129119312007-12-18T01:00:00.000-05:002007-12-18T18:38:58.751-05:00

***edited to add....my doctor advised me today to stay off work until Thursday. no one's sure where i got the idea i'd be back on Monday or Tuesday, since it takes several days to get moving along after one part of this surgery. it now occurs to me i may have been thinking about something else. ah well. ******So, it's three days later and I'm still in more pain and discomfort than I had

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-66208789168926592952007-12-15T20:36:00.000-05:002007-12-15T23:41:22.025-05:00

I had my surgery yesterday. Simple little surgery to help alleviate (i hope) some problems I have..every month. My friend Cathy took me and it should've went like clockwork......check in at 10 am, surgery at 12 noon, home by 3. No big deal. Unless you're name is Robin and specifically unless you are ME.Pre-op several funny things happened but I'm gonna skip to the good stuff, except I will

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-24784791864133760252007-12-11T16:32:00.000-05:002007-12-11T16:41:39.296-05:00

I took the Nerd test. I was a little scared of the results but, as it turns out...I'm COOL!I'm LIGHTWEIGHT! I'm a NERD!I'm COOL!!!I mean, I knew I was cool. But now it's confirmed. Scientifically. Sort of. Anyway, I'm COOL. The lightweight nerd stuff is just because I like to read and watch Star Trek, I'm sure. Wait. Does this mean I'm not smart? No matter. I'm cool.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-57792327482879826422007-12-06T23:18:00.000-05:002007-12-06T23:20:19.197-05:00

words escape me. and if i could corral some, i wouldn't even know where to start.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-88730706240688478172007-12-05T19:44:00.000-05:002007-12-05T20:42:57.577-05:00

Apparently I wasn't clear on my little hint about last year's snow staying there. I did not take a picture of this first snowfall as I don't want it to seem as if I'm encouraging this sort of thing.I did not find it "pretty." Pretty is not the word I would use to describe wet, slippery roads that like to make my car slide sideways and cause a cramp in my tummy. Pretty is not the word I would

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-22476326166001593032007-12-02T00:59:00.000-05:002007-12-02T01:04:48.656-05:00

I've decided to do some major re-hauling on my blog. It will be a work in progress for, I believe, some time. Unless I get a wild hair up my ass and go for broke. (i like to use as many cliches in one sentence as i can...i also like to mix em up...there's a name for that but i can't think of it right now).So for the month of December, expect to see some holiday stuff, maybe some snow stuff (i

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-28897189269498391202007-11-28T21:35:00.000-05:002007-11-28T22:09:39.440-05:00

Not hump day. Week's half over and what do I have to show for it...........nada. Nothing. Zilch.Things are looking good on the possible job with the county horizon. I was told yesterday by the woman who interviewed me she just needed one more piece of information from me - which I emailed to her last night - and then she would send in her recommendations to the 5 people above her and then H.R

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-91039816850703778432007-11-26T21:52:00.000-05:002007-11-26T22:03:11.612-05:00

The holiday weekend is over and things are back to normal. Spunky conducted himself well and so did my family (for the most part). I won't mention how much fun it was to visit with HIS family.Actually, I had a pretty good time visiting with my family this weekend. So, Nick, you were right.......as always.It was nice to show my family how special Spunky is to me....their acceptance and/or

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-58883012857428677452007-11-21T20:47:00.000-05:002007-11-22T10:18:18.975-05:00

Well, this is great. And I suppose Christmas is right around the corner? Eeeeek!So, tomorrow I take the BF (let's just call him Spunky, cause I already do) to meet the family. Spunky's met a few of the clan already but not the collective. Tomorrow, he will meet most of them. Might as well get it out of the way.I don't do holidays well. Haven't really since my mom died - 19 years ago. I

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-74240958788874746632007-11-13T19:36:00.000-05:002007-11-13T20:16:12.026-05:00

Tuesday evening.Sitting on the couch, watching reruns, reading blogs, writing on mine. My guy's lying on the couch next to me, sawing logs. Sometimes he will wake up, look at me and either say "Hey baby" or "What?" He makes me smile.Tonight is one of the few nights when I watch back to back TV. I will watch my shows, he will sleep next to me until he gets hungry and then he will wake up and

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-84005287805627806922007-11-02T01:07:00.000-04:002007-11-02T01:22:10.179-04:00

I went to the viewing tonight of a 22 year old young man.He was the only brother of my friend.He was the only son of his parents.He was a college senior, a fun guy and loved by many.He put a gun to his head last week and pulled the trigger.It took two days before his body was found.He had a progressive eye disease, but still had his sight and the memories of all he had seen so far in his life.

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The other day, while getting gas at the nearest "here's an arm and leg to pay for this high priced poisonous shit you're selling" station, I was accosted by a former classmate.Well, not accosted really. But apparently I had been under observation for some time, because I had pumped the liquid gold or "gas" as it's also whimsically known, popped inside to let the (dropped out of high school and

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-11244262488069806032007-10-24T00:12:00.000-04:002007-10-24T00:19:22.114-04:00

I'll be posting soon. Been busy with stuff, although not work unfortunately. And tired, so freaking tired. I really, really need to move to AZ. I will willingly and gladly trade 16 weeks of 100+ temps for 34 weeks of mild, DRY temps. Have i ever told you how much i hate ohio? and rain? and chilly, cold weather? and chilly/cold/rainy weather? i do. really. hate it.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-1769737953578278742007-10-01T22:42:00.000-04:002007-10-01T23:42:14.863-04:00

So much for September. I never really liked that month anyway.Can you believe I'm still sick? This robin sounds like a frog. It may be permanent. Sometimes, to amuse myself, I pretend I now have a sexy, raspy voice. I suspect I sound more like a croaky, lily pad hopping creature. (do frogs really hop lily pads? i've never seen one, all the frogs i've ever seen have just been hopping around

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-19318064720470926852007-09-27T03:22:00.000-04:002007-09-27T03:25:57.385-04:00

okay, all of life is not a total disappointment. i tend to overstate things at times. some days are good. i had one today. oh, all right. i had one tonite. the day itself.....ehhh.a lesson could be learned here. some days are good. some days are bad. i think i will just jump in with both feet and see what happens. how bad could it be???

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-36973517532150391172007-09-21T01:33:00.000-04:002007-09-25T01:03:35.862-04:00

Sometimes, I really do think I'm losing my mind.***EDITED TO ADD/REPLACE***LIFE IS A SERIES OF ENDLESS DISAPPOINTMENTS. AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE HIGH EXPECTATIONS.THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT IT.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-58620655483884387562007-09-14T06:11:00.000-04:002007-09-14T06:30:52.939-04:00

i'm sick. sick, sick, sick. Head thingy, throat thingy and chest thingy. ARRRRGHHHH! I hate being sick! I go to great lengths to avoid it (i have a 5 ft distance rule, if you're sick, you must stay at least 5 ft from me at all times) and yet, here i am, sick. i even know from where it came. you see, last friday nite, while waiting to be seated at applebee's (yeah, i said it); i noticed

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-64326989198614040922007-09-12T19:22:00.000-04:002007-09-12T19:58:53.676-04:00

to keep from cleaning. Including posting on my blog at this unheard of early hour.Need to sweep downstairs, front porch and back porch. (The penthouse is technically 3 floors - don't ask). Not a big job, not even a BAD job, but this is what I'm doing instead. I did do a load of laundry though - oh okay, I'm doing it now, but since it's my sheets that have to go back on the bed tonite, I'm

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-49410256741947126262007-09-08T23:26:00.000-04:002007-09-08T23:41:44.549-04:00

I just don't have squat to talk about or want to talk about. Usually when I get on here, I can think of a bunch of stuff to ramble on about...nothing of any importance, you understand, but still something usually happens when I start typing.Lately, not so much. Don't know if I am just really tired or otherwise occupied. It just ain't happening, that's all I know. I do know that in the

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-9326441496123566122007-09-04T00:27:00.000-04:002007-09-04T00:39:52.341-04:00

Thanks Nick for asking. Everything is okay. Just having some problems with the job, relationships, money...all the usual things. Can't seem to find much energy to post right now. A lot to say but don't feel like saying it. You know? Been working a lot of hours which helps pay the bills but isn't so good on me physically. So, I have to stop occassionally and just rest, crash, whatever to

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-80003109692266994732007-08-24T23:32:00.000-04:002007-08-25T00:35:31.331-04:00

The plan: to get this unruly mop of hair cut. By cut, I mean - getting it all layered so the top 1/3 is as curly/wavy as the bottom 2/3rds and it looks all sexy and shit. My hair length when I formulated this plan was really long.....combed straight it reached the lower part of my back.....dried and wavy about mid back.The mistake: working long hours, dead tired, possibly delirious, burned

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-21959785108674865522007-08-20T19:49:00.000-04:002007-08-20T20:45:48.094-04:00

Still here. Of course. I've been working a lot and that just tires my old ass out. So, I have not been blogging or even (gasp!) lurking like I usually do. Ehhh, it won't continue, I'm sure.Things are pretty good, actually. MUCH better than they were a month or so ago. Lots of stuff going on and eventually I'll get around to posting about it all. I saw a flying cockroach in the penthouse

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-9555868858702262172007-08-03T00:03:00.000-04:002007-08-03T00:19:19.323-04:00

So, believe it or not.....I didn't get evicted. Yay!!Thanks to R who helped me.......i really do appreciate it!!I will be able to pay this month's rent with this paycheck. Been working a lot of hours the last couple of weeks...and the next few look to be just as busy. I won't get caught up by any means, but at least I can breathe a little easier for a minute or two, knowing I am still

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-35885372019477758412007-08-02T23:40:00.000-04:002007-08-03T00:02:59.793-04:00

I haven't posted any pics of Buddy in awhile so I snapped these the other day. He's a precious boy.........and apparently, a camera whore.I apologize for the quality...it's either my phone camera or someone's nicotine saturated room!

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-4281018531498328822007-07-26T20:22:00.000-04:002007-07-26T21:04:14.439-04:00

Okay, so Kranki picked me to do this meme. (Not really, she picked anyone who reads her blog, but that is me and so in a way, she did pick me). I haven't felt up to blogging for awhile...lately I like to spend my time contemplating how exciting it will be to be homeless (a different parking lot each night! one night, under the bridge, the next night in a park! weekends, perhaps wal-mart?! the

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-22136618332091302902007-07-09T23:32:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:17:48.938-04:00

I'm sitting here watching the Colbert Report, which is how I like to end my day..... The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, then the Colbert Report; after that I switch over to LifetimeTV for a double shot of Frasier, followed by the Golden Girls. If it's a late night for me, I may stay tuned to watch The Nanny. Hey, this is my life now and if nothing else, I like to end my day with some laughs.Had

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-39032417003091318152007-07-05T02:40:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:19:55.984-04:00

Despite thunderstorms and rain, the local fireworks stubbornly (and with many interruptions) went on with the show........and I stood on the balconey of the penthouse and watched and heard the beautiful colors and awesome sonic booms of those fireworks. At some point during the show, it occurred to me, with some surprise, that I had a smile on my face. A rare facial expression these days, but

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-91054917801956336692007-07-04T03:04:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:20:49.284-04:00

Happy 4th of July!Founded by immigrants; fought for by immigrants; populated and governed by the descendants of those immigrants and all those who have escaped tyranny, oppression, poverty and persecution to join us in our great country.get your own clipart here

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-29964531409791576082007-07-03T21:42:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:21:41.206-04:00

Mingle2 I thought for sure, what with all the "fucks", "for fuck's sake" and the occassional "dick", I'd get at least a XXX rating.I feel..........cheated, somehow.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-527152455166569122007-07-02T20:25:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:22:36.700-04:00

The last several days have been pretty bad and I haven't felt like blogging.I'm between a rock and a hard place with a cliff looming to my side.Having said that, I popped onto Nick's blog for joke Monday and found one that made laugh OUT LOUD! It's so good I decided to "borrow" it for here. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!A chicken and an egg are lying in bed. The chicken is leaning against

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-37322125085514741732007-06-27T23:09:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:23:13.229-04:00

or Die Hard. I love, love, love Bruce Willis and the Die Hard movies so when I found this clip over at Nils Place, well I just had to steal it. Sorry, Nils, hope you don't mind!It's a clever tune and has some great clips of ALL the Die Hard movie, including the newest one.

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-70726844083424541132007-06-26T23:55:00.000-04:002007-07-18T18:24:15.668-04:00

Home.Broke.Back to normal.The wedding was gorgeous and my niece was beautiful. I cried twice; the first time when my brother started crying after "giving" her away and the second after a particularly moving and emotional speech by my niece. I also drank, ate and visited with family. It was a good weekend. Long car trip though for me these days...I was glad to get home.Georgia was hot as hell

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Heading south to Georgia (pronounced jaw-ga) for the wedding in the morning. So, wedding and reception is Friday evening and family cook out is Saturday. Heading back up here on Sunday (unless I meet someone heading west, in which case I will hitch a ride with them). Should be a fun-filled, activity packed weekend. Yee haw!Still got a bunch of stuff to do tonight.......of course. Then up

Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10923422194961455269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6107625617456346613.post-83702138772078259432007-06-19T23:33:00.000-04:002007-06-19T23:36:20.302-04:00

Bad day today.Very bad.In a few short hours, I backslid two months. I haven't cried, but it's been a close call. Very disappointed in meds right now...I need to go forward, not back.Bad days suck ass.

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I talked to my niece tonight.....called to remind her she was getting MARRIED IN 4 DAYS!! She thought that was hilarious, but said she couldn't sleep last night and tonight she was cleaning her hubby-to-be's house (and soon to be hers) and she wasn't the least sleepy. I think she is just so excited and her mind is whirling, making sure everything is done or nearly done. It sounds like she has

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I am so glad today was the last day of prednisone. Hopefully, the weird dreams will now stop.The one last night was a humdinger. I could not possibly capture it in all it's glory right now, but here are the highlights:I was on a train that provided "entertainment" in the forms of skits and jokes.The train was taking us to a Grateful Dead concert.The Emcee on the train was named Leo.At one point

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So, the weekend was fine.......really great weather (although it pains me to admit anything good about this place)...didn't have to run the a/c hardly at all..yeah!!!Saturday morning....breakfast with the bitches. I tried to slide out of it because I could not sleep friday nite and it was, ohhh, about 7:30 am before I caught some zzz's (fuckin' insomnia!). But they wouldn't let me, and I was

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