31 March, 2011

A Simple Woman's Daybook Paqe 1

Simple Woman’s Daybook Page 1

By Amulbunny     March 31,2011
Outside my window… Blue skies, warm temps and a lovely day. 
I am thinking… today is the beginning of a new life.

I am thankful for… The good things that I've received.

From the learning rooms… Reading Cleopatra, A Life
From the kitchen… Corn Chowder
I am wearing… bare feet, denim shorts and a Jack Skellington Tee Shirt.
I am creating… a new mindset to deal with things less stressfully.
I am going… to be myself and no one else.
I am reading… a whole lot of books.
I am hoping… good news on the house hunt.
I am hearing… Channel 5 1PM News. 
Around the house… packed up 1 box of books, my old uniforms and took a huge bag of trash outside. 
One of my favorite things… getting a phone call from my hubs. 
A few plans for the rest of the week…  1st day of baseball. Keep cleaning. Pick up husband Sunday night. Call attorney. Refill Rx.
Here is a picture for thought I am sharing…

30 March, 2011

Wacky Wednesday

Have you ever wondered why Wednesday is pronounced Wensday? Me too. But right now I'm too crazed to look up why. Just part of the service folks. And Hump Day, but what if your weekend isn't Saturday Sunday? Odd.

The errant husband is in LEX this week. Learning his craft. And he's driving up to Indiana to a casino so he can play poker. Am I thrilled about this? No but I won't make too much noise. He's too far away to care.
And he enjoys it. He came in 2nd in a money tournament and paid for a vacation..

Spring cleaning is upon me. I am packing up crap and will make a good will run tomorrow and also the Salvation Army. Lots of clothes that I will never ever wear again. I am also cleaning out my kitchen and will start over with that.  I am so happy though that the stove we got is good and doesn't do this ↓

I am craving meat loaf. I think that will be dinner tomorrow since there is nothing planned with the children. Tonight they have a D&D game planned and I don't want to feed an army. I have lots of stuff in the cupboard and in the freezer, I just don't know what I want. Perhaps corn chowder... yummo as that annoying person on the Food Network says.

Some critter bit my ankle as I was walking out to see my son this afternoon. We need to have our back yard weed whacked. I think we upset the skeeters that are hiding and it got me on the ankle. Thank God for cortisone cream and spray. My ankle's all swollen and red. Ugh. But it doesn't hurt. 


Well I've run out of good things to say. Tomorrow an era ends. I'm not sad. Just a bit bitter over the treatment that I was given. I'll survive.


26 March, 2011

Panic attacks and puke. Shakes and shimmies.

1. I had a panic attack on Thursday when the LAPD chopper was circling our neighborhood (and we don't have LAPD we have our own PD) looking for a guy in handcuffs who escaped custody. For 3 1/2 hours we were locked down in our tract. If you left you couldn't get back in. And they didn't catch the idiot either.

2. I was concerned about the husband not getting his stuff in gear for his weeklong business trip and that made me more upset. He forgot his dress shoes but made it safely to LEX in his cargo shorts and tee shirt and it was snowing there. Tee Hee.

3. Between puking and sleeping I don't know where Friday went.

4. My agency is cutting me loose since "I can't perform the duties assigned"...lifting 70 lbs etc. They sent me 3 copies of the same letter via 1st class, certified and FEDEX and I still haven't faxed back my copy showing receipt of same. No wonder this govt is going broke and this agency is out of control.

5. They make it seem like it's my fault I can't be a screener but they don't give any other options i,e, an office position, but at this agency it's who you know not what you know and if your nose isn't brown enough you're screwed. Not that I'd want to put myself back into that trainwreck again. There is something that is better and less crazy. I know this.

6. I get the whole bed to myself for a whole week. Whooooo. Except for the dog.

7. I'm in a crappy mood for a Saturday night.


19 March, 2011

Just some random things I want to howl about

( biggest full moon this year now obscured by clouds and rain coming )

1. I love Steve Martins new gig with the Steep Mountain Rangers and I have the album Rare Bird Alert. If you like even the smallest amount of Bluegrass this is a good listen. Puts King tut back in the grave.

2. Since I'm not working i get a kick out of being called Ma'am by the young kids who think they are saving the world one water bottle and nail clipper at a time. And so far I've missed being pawed but I'll raise holy hell if I get a close pat down.

3. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Les choses changent plus elles restent les mêmes.

4. Some idiots never grow up.

5. Most of our Borders are going bye too. But there are some nice Barnes and Nobles still. I do most of my shopping at AMazon now. Get recs from sites and magazines and get them. I don't want a kindle or nook, I need the feel of real books.

6. I love Itunes. I like being able to buy 1 song.

7. When did these grey things start growing out of my chin and why are they so coarse? Eyebrows? I don't like pain so I only get them done when I have to go somewhere and be presentable.

8. The tea party is the party of those who would prey on the fears and fantasies of the already frightened masses, i.e. the people who are afraid of "Those People!!!".

9. For ummagumma and for Lynn.

10. Courtesy needs to be relearned. Period.

11. America needs to wake up and come out of it's pathetic lethargy.

11 March, 2011

I am so angry right now=No make that totally numb

update  15 March 2011
My friend Lynn aka Jokers Wild Again
passed away this morning at 1130am EDT.
She left this world peacefully and under the care of her wife Nikki. May God and the Angels welcome her into paradise.

Several years ago I joined an online community of people who were connected by their affinity for a series of books by the author Rebecca Wells. Specifically, Divine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood. It became a 2nd home. I met people online, and we shared our lives and loves, tears and sadness, joy and fears.

The message board was taken down by Harper Collins and we scattered. There were several baby boards and I went over to a couple of them. The feeling wasn't the same but they were good places to be. Then a new group on Facebook came together, called Sekrit Squirrel.  These ladies were involved in sending quilt pieces to another who made a wonderful quilt for one of ours who announced she had lung cancer. Another Facebook page opened that's private and many people have been coming together. 

On February 25th a 33 yr old mother and wife, left her husband and 3 yr old son for eternity because of breast cancer than had metastasized to her lungs and brain. She came home to hospice and spent her last days there.

Today a woman who I admired for her determination, dedication, fearless love, and direction, who married the woman she loved, is also going to come home to hospice. Hers was sqamous cell that left her lungs and went into her brain. There is no amount of radiation or chemo that could combat it. Her wife is bereft. Her children who were estranged because of her choices now come to her side to say goodbye. 

There are other women in the sisterhood who are fighting the beast now, and who are so brave that my admiration of them has no end. There are survivors among the sisterhood whose lives reflect their determination to live their lives as a challenge to the beast.

We don't know how long we have on this terrestrial sphere. But we must and have to encourage our elected representatives to question spending billions on 2 unpopular wars and not on medical research and treatment. 

God Bless and Keep You All.

da bunny

09 March, 2011

Ash Wednesday....what do I do?

Tonight I'll go to church with my mother and have ashes put on my forehead. Pure and simple. Ashes that were made by burning the Palms from last Palm Sunday. To remember that from ashes we were formed and to ashes we will return.

This Lent I am going to make a concerted effort to give rather than to give up. I hope I can live up to what I am saying.