Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
We all have our dirty little secrets. Things we aren't proud of. Things we would rather not have the world know about us. But since I am a full disclosure kinda girl I am going to tell you mine...I like reality TV. *Shock, horror, oh noes* Yup it's true. I am not even ashamed of it any more. And as if that wasn't bad enough, I am going to come clean on something else; I love weird things. Ghosts, UFO's, Nessie...bring it on baby! Now don't confuse my love of weirdness for belief. They are not the same.
I do believe the universe is teaming with life, if you don't just study the Drake equation and get back to me. But I don't believe UFO's are coming here. It makes no sense. Why travel a kabillion skillion (Disclaimer: this is a rough estimation, not an exact figure, so if you go flyin around lookin for aliens and get lost don't blame me) miles to come here and play hide and seek with us? And seriously how many abductions would this "superior" race have to do before they got it right. I believe if they were advanced enough to get here they would either announce themselves outright or we would never know they came and went.
I don't believe in ghosts in the conventional sense either. I do believe that we leave a plasma imprint wherever we go and that during times of trama, that imprint is stronger. When you get a nice little electromagnetic field goin you can see those imprints. In our world of computers and electronic gadgetry our electromagnetic field output grows exponentially daily. So that accounts for larger numbers of ghost sightings. But as for souls trapped? I should hope not. I don't like reruns that much now, why would I want to relive something over and over and over after I am gone. Or if I were one of those cognizant sorts of ghosties why would I want to take all my afterlife energy to open and close doors, slide chairs around or pull someone's hair? It just doesn't make sense. I believe the afterlife holds more for us than that. And a little note for those of you who believe that this is it, there is no afterlife...I have a little basic scientific proof for ya. Energy doesn't die. Once energy is created it travels around the universe forever. So your energy that keeps your electrical synapses goin will simply leave your body, but it won't stop being. Think about that will ya! There is a quote from a book I read once that was so fitting, it said: "Science and religion are not at odds, science is simply too young to understand yet." Isn't that fabulous!
Now when it comes to Nessie...that one I believe in. There IS somethin in that lake. I could go into the whole marine biology speech on why I think that but I won't since you've already had physics. Nuff said!
All this doesn't stop me from watching every UFO show, Ghost Hunters which I love (Go Jason and Grant, woo!) and a whole host of other mind numbing crap on TV. I love other kinds of reality TV too. The Bachelor, Family Jewels, and Survivor just to name a few. I don't like American Idol though, I don't think they should be so mean to people who have the guts to go try out. If they are bad just thank them politely for their time and move on. Why does that english guy have to be so rude? One of my greatest regrets is that I cannot sing, and it gives me terror to even think about singing in front of someone. I once ran out of a choir final in high school crying because I had to sing solo and my fear was so great. I feel the same way about rollercoasters too. I would rather take on all the aliens, ghosts and sea monsters you can find than sing or go on a roller coaster. *Shudders*
So there you have it, those are my dirty little secrets. *Hangs her head in shame* And now I have to get back to things that go bump in the night...in the way of a spectral rabbit I am workin on, tis the season for things ghostly!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
I did it, I really did it. I managed to clean the powder room. Don't you think every woman should be able to wear a tiara to clean? Wouldn't that make it better? I love crowns, I think everyone should have a couple. It just makes things better. How much would you feel like Cinderella if you were cleaning the powder room with a crown, knowing that at the end of the dirt and drudgery Prince Charming would be waiting for you. Ok so he wasn't waiting exactly, but he was waiting for my call to tell him I was done and going to bed. He will be home later, where he can admire my handiwork and give the proper accolades. Cleaning the powder room is a royal job alright!
When I was a little girl we were very poor. So every year at Halloween I always wanted to be a princess. To me, being a princess would have meant that I could have my own room instead of sleeping on the couch and brand new dresses instead of second hand ones. I was 11 before I learned that dishes and towels came in sets because my Grandmother could only afford to buy them one at a time at the Goodwill. I am rather happy over the electic nature of how we lived, so don't feel sorry for me. I have a very unique perspective and style all my own now that I wouldn't have had otherwise. Besides matching dishes and towels aren't really that important when you're a child, my grandmother's love and teachings were worth far more than anything we could have bought with a lot of money.
Much later in life I discovered that the clan I decended from actually had castles all over Scotland. Combined with being a Leo, I think that is what developed my love of regal frippery. The truth is I wouldn't want the Queen Mother's crown. That's not nearly as much fun as the ones you make yourself from whatever you have lying around to suit the occasion or mood. I think I might make some fairy crowns to put on the website...but first I must go to bed, because I seem to be procrastinating on that as well!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Yesterday I was moping around about the fact that the bears aren't getting bids on ebay. I'm telling you ebay is brutal. I have worked hard for a couple decades to build a reputation and on ebay it's all for naught. Selling on the internet is a whole new territory and it's going to take a lot to claim it. As God as my witness, I shall presever! (Shakes her fist.) Sorry I had a Scarlett moment...anyway I was talking to my mother on the phone and lamenting over it once again. I am apparently not as developed in the brain pan as I need to be to bring bids into being with the sheer force of positive thoughts as "The Secret" suggests I should be either.
My mother made a simple statement, she said; "In a year you will be so busy you won't be able to keep up!" The thing is, when she said it I knew right to the very core of my being it was true. Take that Secret! Ha! Sometimes people say something to us off the cuff that turns out to be prophetic in nature and we know...just KNOW that it's going to be true the moment it escapes their lips. I know you might laugh, and say I'm being superstitious, but we are in fact hot wired for precognition. We live in a precognitive state 100% of the time in fact. Most people don't know that. We get information a second or two before each thing we experience happens. It's what keeps us from having heart attacks from perpetual shock and surprise. Basically we are living on a slight time delay. But sometimes we just get information earlier than the second we are used to. How does it work? There is a lot of scientific mumbo jumbo about electrical impulses firing too hard in your neural synapses and crossing of dendrite pathways and such, but no one really knows. The brain is a mystery.
So is my mother. She has never been one of those types of mothers to just dispense wisdom at the drop of a hat. It's fine because I have enough of those little kernels of wisdom for the both of us. But in my teenage years she did tell me two things that stuck. Why it was these two things I am not sure. The first thing she told me is "If you've got it flaunt it, and if you don't flaunt it anyway." Depending on your definition, I've got "it" and for better or worse, I've been known to flaunt it. Interpret that how you will.
The other thing she said was ; " Never trust a man who doesn't like cats." When it comes to men most mothers tell their daughters how to behave or what to look for on a more in depth personality basis. The thing is, I don't think she could have given me a better piece of advice. As it turns out the worst guy I ever dated couldn't stand cats. There were a couple others that didn't care much for them either and they had other unattractive personality traits that were ultimately deal breakers. R on the other hand is a big softy who loves all animals, cats included. Oh sure he tries to act tough like he doesn't care that much. But he never leaves home without a goodbye kiss for me, a pat on the head for the dogs and a scratch under the chin for Basil. Gypsy is still too young to have figured out the goodbye routine yet, but he will scratch her chin as well if she is in the vicinity.
Sadly I don't have daughters of my own, but if I did I am sure I would pass out all sorts of advice they didn't want to listen to, because I would have been that kind of mother. But the one thing I would make sure to impress upon them is never trust a man who doesn't like cats. You realize of course that these writings will slow down as the year progresses because I am going to be so busy...my mother said so!
Friday, September 14, 2007
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Sunday, September 2, 2007
We went to the Colorado Balloon Classic this morning bright and early. It was a perfect day for it. All too often it's windy, cold or rainy so they don't launch. Normally I can't drag myself out of bed that early either. But last night I had a little too much to drink and crashed really early since I don't drink much and I can't hold my booze like I could 20 years ago! *Laughs* The good news is it allowed me to stay awake this morning so I could go. I don't know why the balloons are inspire us to awe, but they really do. Someday I would like to go up in one. I've always wanted a dirigible actually...but there aren't a lot of those available, and finding parking for one is rough. I took the pics above while I was there! Now I am goin to bed.
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