Monday, August 11, 2008
Started this as a comment in Rainbow Writer's blog... http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Curbside_Chat/ answering her question about a quick-track to losing 50 lbs. If any of my experience is helpful, here it is. It isn't about dieting, it's about re-learning how to eat. Lentil is low fat and high quality protein with minimal carbs... My current favorite is a chicken with wild and red rice--carbs but good ones, and the truth is, we need those even when losing weight. Gumbo is good--my mom... Sign in to see full entry.
My son is coming home on Thursday!
He will be home less than a week, then we are off on the Back to School drive across the west, to Colorado. I don't think we'll take Davy this time--he is a bit young for it yet, and would make it very difficult to visit my mom along the way. She is not comfortable with dogs, and especially not such highly enthusiastic ones as Davy! The truck is just not roomy enough nor secure enough to put him in the back, even with the canopy on, for visiting purposes. But he is getting used to hanging out in... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Following the Torch
The Olympics are on! I've been watching today, and watched part of the opening ceremonies last night, and remembering the time I was part of the Olympic Torch relay. It must have been 25 years ago, or so... I was driving alone up in British Columbia, south of Vancouver. It was evening after a long day, and I had stopped for a light before turning right onto the main east/west highway. It took me a while to realize that the light had remained red for a considerable time-perhaps because I was a... Sign in to see full entry.
Good Dog!
Usually, Saturday is like any other day... starting around 7:30 with a sad puppy expressing his discontent in mournful yps and whines and cries because he is awake and can't seem to get out of his room... Oh, Woe! Abandonment! OOOH sorrow and wooooooe! Helphelphelp! Wooooe and misery and Wooooe! And there I go, disentangling from the three cats that so graciously share my bed with me, stumbling bleary-eyed down the house to free him and reassure him and hustle him outside to make his... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I'm going to be typing in my sleep again...
I've been spending so much time tapping away, writing here, and working on HERETICS, mostly, between doggy business this'n'that... It has been months since I put so much time into the book, and that was just a few days last September. Partly, my enthusiasm is up again, since some of you guys are reading and enjoying and commenting--I give you all a deep bow with flourishes!--and partly, because it is going so well. Places I was bogged down are moving along smoothly, unfortunate wrinkles are... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Sunday in the Park With Davy
He is 4 months old now, plus a little... still working on getting that left ear up... This is another border collie, with striking colors. He is 5 months old--he and Davy played well and rambunctiously together! Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
My husband just called...
He's been out of town, and called to ask how things are here. Seems he had an auditory hallucination around 3:30 in the morning, of me screaming his name. I asked if I was angry, and he said no, not that kind of screaming. More like when I'm trying to get his attention. Well. Is that any more revealing than that he waited until 10 AM to find out if anything actually was going on? Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Dog Day Afternoon
Our Davy had his last round of shots to day--got his rabies tag and a new long leash, and a sort of no-pull face halter that is a bit confusing to put on. He doesn't much like it yet, this new thing that fits around his snout and neck. But he'll get used to it, and so will I. We went for a long walk after the vet trip, the same trail that I walked last year for a series of photos called Walking Against the Light. Offy will remember that one, I'm sure. It is called Watershed Park, and is an... Sign in to see full entry.
A new poem...
Who? I look for you your sweet face gleaming on the very edge of dreaming, I seek you, yearning to believe, to know that you are real... that we are in a world turning, together loving, touching, laughing, waltzing on a harlequin ballroom floor, chequered black and white, smooth and perfect in a forest glen, beneath crystal skies and lit by fireflies... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 1, 2008
A story of shell-shock
One of my boyfriends so many years ago was so anxious about going to Viet Nam that he talked his doctor into lying on his medical form. His great fear was that having had scarlet fever as a kid, he would not be allowed to go. He had been raised, he told me later, to fight WWII over again. His parents were both Army, having served in the Pacific as a pilot and a nurse. He ended up flying helicopters in Nam, unable to qualify as a pilot. But that is other stories. This is the story of his stint in... Sign in to see full entry.