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Friday, August 11, 2023
Happiness Challenge - Day 11
Today I am happy that the grocery stores are stocked. I remember during the pandemic when the sight of shelves instead of products scared me, along with everyone else. So, I am happy today for a full grocery store, even if some things I used to purchase seem no longer to be available (at least not around here).
I am also happy that I had a long chat with my friend today. We hadn't talked for a day or so and I missed her. It is amazing how much a conversation with a similar soul can lift the spirits. So, thank goodness for friends!
I am also happy that I ate a little pizza, and it didn't upset my stomach. I don't think it's something I can eat often, but it's nice to see that perhaps a piece every now and then won't do me in.
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Each day in August you are to post about something that makes *you* happy. Pretty simple. And, it doesn't even have to be every day if you don't want it to be. It's a great way to remind ourselves that there are positive things going on in our lives, our communities, and the world.
This meme comes from The Gal Herself.
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Tuesday, April 19, 2016
A Great Talent
She loved it, I think.
My PT and I have a lot in common - we are both big Lord of the Rings fans, and enjoy fantasy. We like to read and we have had lots of interesting conversation over the last 75 or so visits. She has been very good to me and incredibly helpful during this most trying time of pain and frustration. She has done her best to get me back on my feet and I think that, had she not helped me, I would probably be unable to make it through the grocery store. I could not do that when we started, but now I can and occasionally I can even walk for 20 minutes without doubling over in pain. So, progress.
Unfortunately, we hit a plateau this winter after I had a severe upper respiratory infection, and things slowed. I stopped improving fast enough for the insurance company.
Wish me luck as I begin my healing adventure on my own. My main goal is not to go backwards, and forward progress would be most welcome. We can only see what happens from here on out.
Friday, August 09, 2013
A Friend Comes Through
Back in May, I had a hankering for some grape Nehi soda.
I don't know why, really. I don't recall drinking much of this as a child. Perhaps I was channeling Radar O'Reilly (from MASH).
At any rate, I hunted around Roanoke for the soda and could not find it. The best I could do was something called NuGrape at Cracker Barrel Old Country Store.
I asked about it on Facebook. A friend checked for me but couldn't locate it, either. Someone sent me a link for purchasing it online.
The craving passed and I forgot about it.
I met one of my dearest friends for lunch Saturday, and she climbed out of her vehicle with a big box in hand. She asked me to open my trunk, which I did, and she placed the box inside.
"This is part of your birthday present," she explained. She had mentioned when we celebrated my birthday that she'd ordered me something that didn't come in, but I had thought no more about it.
I looked in the box and there they were - six bottles of grape NeHi soda. The old-fashioned kind like we used to have when we were kids.
Don't I have the greatest friends?
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Thursday Thirteen
So here are 13 things that I discussed with these two wonderful people.
1. The state of teaching today, including lack of funding, lack of respect, and the changing attitudes of the student body. How do you teach in the age of cellphones?
2. Books, books, books. What to read, what not to read. How do I read some of the things I do, and what books do we have in common?
3. Publishing, particularly self-publishing versus traditional publishing. Where is the industry going? What does it to do to your reputation if you self-publish? Will traditional publishers snub you for that action? Where do e-books fit in?
4. Algebra I, Algebra II, and Trig. Thankfully Tina and I only briefly touched on these subjects and more in the way of remembering I had Tina for those classes. I can't remember much of any of that kind of math, X+Y= 2+(Z-17). Yikes. That looks scary just to make up. And I can't solve it even though I just made it up!
5. Trying to find an agent. What is a girl to do when the agents won't write back? Do you send out a query to 10 agents at a time? What if some agent wants an exclusive "review"? How long do you give her before you decide she doesn't want you? It's a tough world out there in the publishing biz.
6. What to write. What does a writer write when the writer can't write the words. (How much wood does a woodchuck chuck ...) The struggle to find a topic, theme, genre. The process of writing, how to go about it.
7. Friends. Old friends and new friends, good friends who stick by you.
8. Performance Art. As in, the effort it takes to stand up in front of a room of people and be the object of their eyes, also called the instructor. It takes a lot of effort! Teachers are way underpaid. Go be one for a semester if you don't believe me.
9. Turning 50. Yikes. This is my big birthday year. It is bothering the hell out of me. I don't want to be that old. I don't like the zero at the end. I haven't done everything yet. I can't be AARP eligible! I'm not ready to be an old crone. How to celebrate that feat (the age, not the crone thing). Tina told me to throw myself a party.
10. Writing to art. Jeanne's last book of poetry, Why We Make Gardens, was written partly in response to the artwork of Hollins artist Jan Knipe, and partly in response to walks through the gardens of famous writers.
11. Vitamin D and how necessary it is to the body. Not only does it build bones, but it helps mood, too! Core exercises, how important it is to stay healthy in order to be creative. Not to mention hit that big 5-0 number.
12. Journaling as a creative exercise, using journaling to unblock yourself, using journaling for self-expression and life building. That's part of the course I am teaching at the college. How to incorporate it as a daily routine.
13. The weather. Of course we talked about the weather, that's the ice breaker. It's been cold, it's been warm, we're so glad it's spring! Whatever would we talk about if we didn't get to start with the weather?
Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 286th time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Blast from the Past
She was a hard teacher, with the reputation to match it. I loved her and thought she was the best math teacher ever.
We have kept in touch all of these years, sending annual Christmas cards. In the last card, I noted that I wrote this blog, and Tina told me yesterday that she'd been reading it every day!
I was so surprised. What a wonderful compliment. She also told me to get off my butt and write my book. I wonder if that will be the nudge I need?
Below is a column I wrote in 2009 for The Fincastle Herald about my favorite teacher. I never put it on my blog but I will do so today, except I will leave out last names, since I don't want to post them on the Internet.
She was a strict teacher and her subject matter was difficult. She expected and demanded the very best from her students. If you didn’t give it, she would know why. If you were capable of “A” work then you’d better darn well get that grade.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Through the Glass
My friend Brenda called me moments ago to tell me she'd bagged a buck - sort of. My first thought was she'd hit one with her car, but she said that wasn't it.
Turns out a little button buck ran through one of the buildings she owns and rents out in downtown Roanoke. The building is located on Brambleton near Towers Shopping Center.
This is the kind of story newspapers and TV stations love, but according to my friend nary a journalist was in sight as a steady stream of police and animal control officers waded into the fray in an effort to calm the frightened animal.
It took three tranquilizer darts to put the deer down, Brenda said.
On November 7, a similar incident took place on Campbell Avenue. Here's a report on it from the newspaper.
An incredulous as this sounds, it is an expensive incident for the building owners when these things happen. Replacing windows is not a small thing, and there is likely blood and animal feces and urine to clear up, too. And the building owners don't even get to eat the meat!
This is the time of year when the bucks are in rut - they've only one thing on their minds and it isn't watching where they are going. They are so busy chasing does and their hormones are so out of control its a wonder there aren't more reports of this kind of thing.
This is what happens when humans and animals don't learn to live well together. The deer population is a bit high because we have removed their natural predators, most notably wolves. There aren't too many of those running around the Roanoke Valley.
That leaves humans as the only natural predator for the deer, and unless they are hunted then the herd numbers grow.
Animal lovers think this is a good thing, but a herd that is too large ends up being a poor herd. The deer inbreed and the animal population ends up with pie bald or albino deer. Or they don't have enough to eat and they become sick from malnutrition. I don't think it is any better to watch a deer starve than it is to kill it and eat it, myself.
I do not hunt and I don't eat the deer meat my husband brings home but I see the need for the activity.
Poor Brenda, I feel bad for her. This was a bit of bad luck that no one deserves!
Friday, May 29, 2009
The Joy of Friends
Yesterday I lunched with my friend B., who told me about her plans for a new home.
Building is so much fun! Imagine the great time she'll have packing away the house she's lived in for the last 22 years. She'll find stuff she won't remember owning.
Last week The Blue Ridge Gal came out for a visit and we walked the farm. I took her out across the hill and we saw a turkey fly off as we disturbed her. Diane saw the shadow of a deer as it slipped from the field into the woods.
And of course there were cows and cow piles ("Don't cut your foot!" I warned her, which made her laugh).
We took lots of pictures of the farm; it was a good clear day, one of the few we've had this month. Mostly this May it has rained.
Diane is a new friend and I enjoyed spending time with her. Blogging buddies are great!
My friend Jules has been very helpful with my career adventures. She's given me lots of advice and loaned me books on marketing, interviewing, etc. etc. Most importantly she has helped me with my resume, which has been a blessing because I haven't had to have a resume in a very long time.
Jules is a web site guru and she recently expanded into retail sales with indulgetea.com. Check out her store or if you want to learn more about tea, visit learn-about-tea.com.
Yesterday afternoon I spent a few minutes with Cathy, a friend and former coworker, when I ran into her at the library. It was a good gossip session, and I was glad to have some time to just shoot the breeze.
Two weeks ago, my friend Leslie and I went to a book fair, you might remember. We had a wonderful time.
Other ladies who have been supportive of me this past month include Inga, Lisa, Dreama, Anna and Nicole. My aunt, Carolyn, has also been good about listening to me knock ideas around this month.
I am sure I am probably leaving someone out but it is not intentional!
I am so blessed to have these and other ladies in my life. I can't tell you how grateful I am that these gals are around!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Daytrip

Yesterday my friend Leslie and I took a trip to the Green Valley Book Fair.
This is the second year in a row we've gone.
I forgot to take my camera, so that's last year's photo.
Green Valley is at Exit 240 on Interstate 81; it's about 90 miles to the north.
We left home around 8:25 a.m. and arrived at the book fair just before 10 a.m.
I had hoped to find some Tamara Pierce books but did not. I did find the second book in Clare Dunkle's Hollow Hills series, though.
I like to read young adult books as well as adult books. The YA books read quickly and are great for rainy Sunday afternoons. They go quickly, generally. Frankly, a lot of young adult books could be adult books. The only thing I find as a common denominator in young adult books is the youthfulness of the hero or heroine.
Here is what I brought home, along with the steeply discounted prices:
Creativity Notebook & Card Set ($6.50) which I did not purchase myself but Leslie bought and handed to me as a gift for driving because she saw me looking at it longingly but I put it down.
Wildwood Dancing, by Juliet Marillier ($3.50)
Close Kin, by Clare B. Dunkle ($2.50)
The Shakespeare Stealer, by Gary Blackwood ($2.25)
The Writer's Idea Book, by Jack Heffron ($3.50)
Tuck Everlasting, by Natalie Babbitt ($0.49)
Brave Enemies, by Robert Morgan ($3.50)
Finding Water, The Art of Perseverance, by Julia Cameron ($6.50).
I set myself a limit of $25 since I recently lost my main client and need to be thrifty, and I stuck with that. I could have brought home a lot more books, though.
Many of these will be donated to the library when I finish with them. I will probably keep the books related to writing/creativity. The library has long been the beneficiary of my book buying habits.
We wrapped up our tour of the Book Fair by lunch time, and headed to Dayton. This small town is just up the road a bit and has a wonderful Farmer's Market. We had lunch there, a plate of roasted vegetables and green beans with ham that was very good.
We shopped there for an hour and I picked up two quarts of McCutcheon's Apple Butter, which is my husband's favorite, and some chocolate.
Leslie bought a lot of stuff, including many Christmas presents, she said. I don't have any place much to store a significant amount of early Christmas presents at the moment.
Then we moved on the Shenandoah Heritage Market. I made no purchases here but Leslie bought rhubarb jelly and cherry jam.
During our drive up and back, we had lots of discussion about the changes in my life and what I should do now that I am not writing nearly full time for the local paper. I found this very helpful and I am grateful to Leslie for listening.
We arrived back home around 3 p.m., having made a rather quick day of it, really.
And last night in stormed and it rained about 1.5 inches in just about an hour!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
In Memory
I met her through the part of the Internet called the "Xenaverse," which is to say, we both shared a love of the TV show, Xena: Warrior Princess. I knew of her long before we shared private conversations and a telephone call. She was everywhere, it seemed, involved and chatty and glad to be talking to you.
But things fell apart and she took her own life. She was a physician by trade, and loved her work in a small town in Alaska. She wrote eloquently of the hardships, of trying to save lives and make existence better for others. That she could not do that for herself is staggering to me.
None of us who corresponded with her could what was happening. She had terrible physical pain from a gastric bypass surgery gone awry, for one thing. She also owed the government thousands for her education.
That would be enough to drive anyone to the brink. I am sorry, though, that she couldn't reach out and find help from someone, anyone. Especially since so many online knew her and cared about her. An online memorial to her is here.
I am angry at a medical establishment that condones such surgeries. I do not know if Susan's surgery was necessary, but I think it must have hastened her death. I am sure there are such surgeries that are life or death, but it seems to me most are aimed at women who are overweight and unable to live up to society's ideals of "slim" and "beautiful." How dare a doctor utter the Hippocratic Oath and then mutilate in the name of beauty?
I am also angry at a wealthy nation that has an educational system that puts its smartest and wisest in the position of being in intolerable debt. Why can't we put people through school without this burden? Why must our physicians be forced to shuttle patients through in rapid order so they can meet their educational obligations? What is it worth to the public to educate and train good doctors who will then stay alive and practice good medicine?
I fear this country has some wrong-headed perogatives. And every single day, someone else falls to the axe, a pawn in a great game that only a few understand.