Friday, December 22, 2006

Merry Merry

To all four of my loyal readers, I would like to wish you and your families the very best and happiest holiday of your choice!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Christmas Message

Instead of trying to wrack my poor, Christmas addled brain for something funny, or even coherent, I've decided to use a bit of another blog that I read every day as a place to start. In the spirit of Christmas, I have joined Knitters Without Borders, which supports Doctors Without Borders, an organization I'm sure everyone has heard of. If you're interested in what this is all about, you will find a link on the left side of this page, over by Alex's blog link.

Anyway, it occured to me that no matter how stressed I get about paying my bills or making sure the pantry is full or finding the right Christmas present for someone when I already have three for the same person, at least I'm healthy and have a roof over my head. I know that sounds trite, but it's really true. I'm not going to go without food today. Hell, I'm not even going to go without an enormous coffee today. When I leave my job this evening, which all things considered, I'm lucky to have, I will get into my thirteen year old Honda and be thankful that it starts once more and be glad that I don't have to walk fourteen miles to work, or even take a bus. When I get home, I will be greeted by my husband who I love more than anything and I will be grateful that he is there waiting for me. I will also be greeted by the Insufferable Horror, but I'm even grateful for his crabby, furry, yowling presence. It might not be a gourmet meal, but we will be fed tonight. I might have to sit under an afghan on the couch, but I won't be looking for shelter against the cold. I might be annoyed at the interruption of a ringing telephone, but I am glad I have friends and family who care about me. All of this has led me to In the past week or so, this group of knitters has raised and donated close to $80,000.00 to Doctors Without Borders. $80,000.00, people. From knitters. That's a lot of money. Really. It doesn't matter how much you give or how little. It doesn't matter who you give it to as long as it's something that touches your heart, or feels important to you. Don't ever think that what you can afford isn't enough. It could be more than someone else has, and it could be the dollar that actually makes a difference.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Disaster of the Day

I've gone so long without a disaster that it almost seemed that my luck had changed. Silly girl. I found out this evening that absolutely no one I know has a key to my house. I also found out that the glass in the back door window is apparently tempered, shatter-proof, and hysteria proof. Also, the lock, which I assumed by looking at it was pretty flimsy, is not in fact flimsy at all. Oh, and my husband can sleep through anything. Fire alarms, sonic booms, telephones ringing, frantic pounding, etc. etc. I locked myself out on the back porch. Why was I out there at ten o' clock at night? Is that really important? I was locked out, and that's all you need to know. One of the guys next door kindly offered his Bullmoose Rewards card to the cause, and said I could keep it. Good thing, since it's in pieces now. I need to learn how to break and enter more effectively. I'll put that on my list of things to do before I'm forty. The last time I was locked out of my house, I was four years old and even though my parents were home and would have let me in if I had waited two seconds, I decided to throw a rock through the window. It smashed through the window just as my father walked onto the porch to let me in. It made a great cat door for Chessy. Since that was so successful, I thought I'd try it again. I went out to the yard and got a piece of a broken cinder block and did my best to smash that window. I got sparks off that rock, but no broken glass. It's probably just as well. I managed to cut my knuckle even without any broken glass. After calling repeatedly for about twenty minutes, my loving husband finally heard the phone and got up to answer it. Tomorrow I'm going to the hardware store to have a dozen spare keys made. I will sleep well tonight, knowing that my home is practically invasion proof!

Friday, December 08, 2006

Cyber-Stalking Proves Useful

Even though we are both obviously busy and important people, Alex and I still seem to find the time to wander around the Internet and find things to amuse ourselves. In a fit of cyber-stalking, Alex learned where I work and with who, what my mother-in-law's email address is, and the fact that I am a Notary Public. I found out about his nefarious activities with the Rotary Club, and the fact that there is a business networking website letting the world know that he can provide services for "Radio spot production, jungles, voice-overs, TV animation, copywriting, rich media for the web." Yep, bet you didn't know that about Alex. He can fill all your jungle needs. The Internet is a beautiful, beautiful place.
I also noticed a newspaper quote about pigs, which you probably already know about if you're here. But the bottom line here is, cyber-stalking is amusing and it actually has a purpose. It got you poor, innocent link clickers to my site, reading my nonsense. Thanks, Jungle Boy!