Life, Family

  1. Tomato Blasphemy, Gardener Weeping!

    Was just at my local market. Look at what I came across... That is right. Large tomatoes selling for 3 lbs for 99¢! I couldn't resist buying a bunch... All these for $1.37! Look at my small tomato perched on top. Going price for mine? Four dollars a pound. Enough to make this gardener weep. Next season, I am growing heirlooms. So the taste will definitely trump the market varieties'. But how will Penny's tomatoes stack up against these large market tomatoes? I will let you know later...
  2. Solitary Woman

    Some people spend the better part of their days actively thinking about and looking for love. What they want is to deeply connect with another. To have companionship. A special person to spend time with. Someone to confide in. And this is a truism found in all age groups from young teens to people in their 90s. And most of these folks do find love. Once. Twice. Lots of times. Many are serial monogamists—going from one relationship to another without pause or reflection. They just need...
  3. Insanity

    Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results. Posting here with the expectation that I will not be harassed, trolled, or steamrolled by idiots is insane. It's the same song and dance every time. Post; cue the trolls; fend off character assassinations that have nothing to do with the contents of my posts. I must be insane. Because for some reason I keep thinking that things will be different from the way they are. That I will be able to have a...
  4. Blog Comments

    Apologies to anyone who has posted a comment in my blog that has gone unacknowledged, has not been responded to, or has not been approved. I discovered a while ago that I had not been receiving notices when a comment had been posted. I alerted davidt to this problem. But he was unable to fix it. Perhaps I need to uncheck or check something in the settings. I can't figure it out. But, I was unaware until yesterday, that posted comments were invisible to others. Apparently the default...
  5. Have Yourself a Merry Little Insomnia

    What's to do when suffering with insomnia? Why, watch Christmas videos on YouTube, of course. Growing up, my brother and I's favorite Christmas flick was The Year Without a Santa Claus. This song is a riot... Mr. Snow Miser/Mr. Heat Miser Song ... [MEDIA=youtube]hGRkNaMFp6w[/MEDIA]"][MEDIA=youtube]hGRkNaMFp6w[/MEDIA] From Santa Claus is Coming to Town... Put One Foot in Front of the Other... [MEDIA=youtube]OORsz2d1H7s[/MEDIA] Another from Santa Claus is Coming to Town... sung by Fred Astaire......
  6. Smile, It's Selfie Saturday!

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  7. No Love

    There's no love or joy here anymore. It's all hateful posts and anonymous insults. All the playful banter is gone. All the witty, intelligent, and insightful comments are nowhere to be found. I am one of the last holdouts. It's sad and embarrassing... like I'm sitting on a rock, looking out onto a polluted ocean of dead fish floating on top of the waves. We should visit places that make us feel joyful and happy. I don't get those things from this place. All I feel is hate. Hated. Let's...
  8. Free Bird, Yeah

    I spoke with my son this morning. He had news. Last night he got a golf ball sized tattoo on his upper left ribcage. I said, "You did? Wow, you know I created that canvas. So I feel weird that it has been altered. Haha. Not that it is mine. But you know what I mean." "I know," he said. "I completely understand. That is why I wanted to tell you about it beforehand. But... ." I replied, "Does it look good?" "It looks great," he said. "I got it professionally done. It hurt really bad though....
  9. What a Wonderful World

    [MEDIA=youtube]2nGKqH26xlg[/MEDIA] Don't you agree? Smile. Think of the good things in your life, in the world. The glass is more than half full. Life is short and you only get one chance. Make it the best you can. Tell mom you love her. Give your kid(s) a hug. Call that friend you haven't spoken to in years. Say hi to a stranger. Most of all, love yourself. You ARE lovable and special. I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom, for me and you. And I think to myself,...
  10. Year-End Letter

    My paternal grandmother was a storyteller. And I have the evidence to prove it in a large vinyl zipper bag—copies of her handwritten memoirs which read like short stories. She was an intelligent, head-strong woman—a first generation American born into a large family who emigrated from England at the turn of the century. She went to Ohio State Normal College at Kent and then became an English teacher for forty-five years until her retirement. She had many siblings, one of whom died at...
  11. Have Passport Will Travel

    I love my job but I took today off because it is my birthday and I want to treat myself to a nice present. I have an appointment at 1:00 PM to have my passport renewed. Got my photos yesterday so I am good to go. My tentative plan is to go to England this coming August. I'd like to visit Cornwall, the Cotswolds, London, Manchester and York. If time permits, I would also love to go to Paris and Barcelona. Dream a little dream with me. *Update 11/7/15: Passport came in the mail yesterday....
  12. On My Knees ~ Literally

    Want to see me on my knees? Knee boarding, that is? I finally edited an old video file down to a smaller size so that I could upload it onto YouTube. The footage was taken in the late 90s on Lake Odessa in Tampa, Florida. My ex-fiance, Rich, and I rented a house on the lake. We called it the picker shack because it was so old and worn down. We only made our home there because we lived to go boating, tubing, and knee boarding. We were obsessed. Plus it was pretty close to the university I was...
  13. We Are All Editors

    I have two blog entries that are hidden from view. Not really on purpose though. They are private because once a post is saved as a draft it cannot be deleted. It will forever take up space on davidt's servers. Sure I can change the title and delete the contents, but there will always be a marker there. In these two hidden posts, the titles are still the same. And the contents are unaltered. I have not made them public for various reasons. One was a poem from many months ago. I felt it...
  14. What is 'being in love'?

    Question of the day: How can us women be so smart in life and so stupid in love? (Not all of us. Calm down dissenters.) Here is my definition of being in love (as asked by hand in glove): I don't think it (being in love) has an objective definition. It is different for each of us. I think it is a feeling of being high. A euphoric state. It has nothing to do with commitment, shared time together, respect, concern. It is about desire for the possibility, for the quest to have this person....
  15. An Atheist's Last Wish

    In the event of my death, Please kindly hold your breath. Loved ones do not wish you to quote, Vacuous death cliches, Uttered by rote. You claim to speak from the heart, Offering condolences and support. But my prayers are with you, rest in peace, And she's in a better place, are insulting, To rationalists in mourning. If you must say anything, Just a few simple words will do. Tell my family and friends that, You are sorry for their loss, And for your own loss too.
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