What are some things that make you guys say HMMM???
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
-Marrianne Williamson
I have a doppel ganger!
To be fair, I should call her a twin, since I don’t know her and have no idea if she’s evil. My guess would be that she isn’t… but when you have the look of pure innocence… like I do, you can get away with a lot. That power could be used for evil if put in the wrong hands.
I ventured out into the snowy tundra today because we had a need for food. My family likes to eat, go figure. On the way out of the store I heard a woman shouting “Sarah! Sarah!”
Now of course you all know I’m not Sarah but it was obvious this woman was shouting at me. I stopped and turned to face her and she said “I thought that was you!”
I’m thinking, Huh? I was looking right into her face and she didn’t know I wasn’t who she was looking for?
I’m sure I was giving her a confused look, possibly my ‘thats funny you don’t look blind’ look.
”No my name is Angi…”
“Oh… You look exactly like my friend Sarah…” This is said hesitantly like she doesn’t believe me.
“Well” I said ”I hope you find your friend Sarah.” and headed towards my car leaving her behind in the cold wind scratching her head and staring after me.
Weird huh?
Do any of you have a look alike?
The Pursuit of Happiness…
One of the tenants our country is founded on.
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
We all have it, well the right to it. I love that. Even though we may never find it, we all have the right to it.
Which brings me to my point.
Gay marriage.
Ben and I have been discussing taxes and children and why it is beneficial to our government to give us tax refunds for breeding, thus contributing to the pool of future tax payers and bread winners etc. The vicious cycle goes on and on and on…
Ben said something to the effect that gay marriage benefits no one in the government because it doesn’t contribute in any way to the economic growth of our economy… This is not by any means a direct quote or a reflection on Ben’s opinion of gay marriage… just a general statement of what he sees to be.
I disagree because I believe that when two people choose to build a life together, one of the natural inclinations we all have is to build a nest and fill it with babies. Even if those people are of the same sex. They will want a family.
Now in our society there are hundreds of thousands of children who need homes. Do they care if they have a mom and dad or two dads or moms? I don’t think so. Food and shelter are foremost on their minds and then if they have the love and caring of two individuals, their hearts may have the benefit of being filled too.
Anyway I feel that same sex marriages can fill a niche of need in our society and they are being sadly under estimated… But that niche aside and to get back to my point.
The Pursuit of Happiness. By denying two individuals the right to marry, if that is what they want… Aren’t we messing with their right to pursue happiness?
No one has guarantees on marriage… they’re right or they aren’t… but shouldn’t we all have the right to try?
What are your opinions?
I’m thinking again… It hurts.
So I’m going to share some ART by one of my favorite artists Jasper Johns.
This is one of my favorites. I believe its untitled but sometimes I find these things and save them and lose names.
Jasper Johns. Fig. 8
Jasper Johns. Flag in Orange Feild
Jasper Johns… 0-9
He is probably most famous for this. But it is probably my least favorite thing he’s done. I prefer this one
I think I’m done sharing. Hope you guys like them.
Ang
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Who’s your favorite artist? or type of ART?
Yup… That’s my Mommy… I don’t remember what she was looking at but it must have been good.
This is always my view on the carosel…
Reading material at my Doc’s office… Good stuff.
February 2007 Topic 1 of 2
dead bodies… it could be about insects, people, water… oh all sorts of things!!!!
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This will be the first time I’ve attempted a group topic but here it goes.
My experience is more of a horror movie moment then it is about a dead body, although there is a body involved.
Our laundry room is in the deep dark bowels of our house, otherwise known as ‘the basement’. It’s never fun to go do laundry and even less so when one has to venture into a basement. A cold unfinished part of our house that holds all of the secret inner workings no one ever really wants to know about, but should to maintain a home.
One Fall day I ventured down to do the laundry. A chore that has to be done if you aren’t the proud owner of Lady Godiva hair. Even then, in the fall, Northern Michigan isn’t a place were a hair coat is enough.
As I approached the washing machine I noticed the large wash tub next to it was full of dirty water.
How strange that seemed dirty water? The water should be clean. Perhaps I had forgot to clean the sink after washing off my last project. Of course it was easily dismissed, the tiny itch, voice, at the back of my brain telling me that it was odd, was easily ignored.
It must be plugged by lint. I’ll just reach in and pull out the plug.
Don’t do it! The itch, voice, at the back of my brain was louder now. We don’t need clothes that bad, it isn’t terribly cold outside.The kids will survive going bare a couple of more days. Wait until Ben gets home he’ll fix it.
Again I ignored the growing voice in my head.
Don’t be silly… It’s a simple matter of reaching in. It doesn’t matter if I can’t see my hand, I’ll know its there. I mean we’re in the basement of our own home there isn’t anything scary here. Even when the voice is screaming at me, I choose the practical route. That’s just who I am.
So I pushed my sleeve up and proceeded to plunge my hand into the freezing cold water in search of the drain.
There it is.
Wow… that’s a really big wad of lint and it’s so squishy. It just feels really weird. As my hand approaches the top of the water I’m wondering what I could have possible washed that produced so much lint and why did it feel so… gross.
Pulling my hand from the water, I bent towards the offending lump to see if I could tell what it was from. As it was falling apart in my hand, a little tail wrapped itself around the base of my thumb.
Of course the practical part of me took over again. I did what had to be done. I screamed and dropped the disgusting, decaying body of the mouse I had just removed back into the tub of water.
Real smart.
I danced the creepy, crawly, icky, GET IT OFF OF ME jig. All of the time listening to the voice in my head laughing and saying “told you so.”
I gathered myself together, went upstairs, got a plastic bag, gloves and windex. I fished the poor little guy out of the tub although I wasn’t feeling charitable enough to refer to him as that then. I put him in the bag and threw him in the garbage. I then proceeded to wipe down and clean the freshly drained, but by no means fresh washtub.
I know he probably should have had a proper burial, but I just didn’t have it in me at that moment to feel kindness towards him. I mean, how dare he die in my wash tub? So I suppose his little bones were picked clean at the dump and now I can feel a little guilty over it.
But again, the voice in my head is saying ’Don’t worry about it’ and if there’s one thing this experience has taught me to do, it’s to listen to the voice in my head.
Oh yeah, and let Ben take care of any more plugged drains.
I know its kind of cheating on the daily blog entry… But I still want to know what you all think and several of you haven’t had time to read them, so I’m leaving them up one more day. Besides… Really, I’m throwing twelve blogs at you in one entry… That has to make up for me reposting this one doesn’t it? ANG
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I mentioned the other day that the local paper is looking for bloggers.
I’m very interested in doing this since right now, blogging is what gets me through the day sometimes… well that and it entertains me.
They require some sample blogs so I’m hoping all of you will help me out with that. I’m going to link some of my old ones here that I’m considering submitting and I would appreciate your opinions…
Most of you will have read them, so hopefully it won’t take to long. I really value your opinions so let me know what you think. I plan on submitting three.
Oh they also require the blog to be themed… I’m thinking I’m going to pitch a ‘How to Survive and Enjoy Northern Michigan with Kids.’ Blog… What do you think?
#1 Wrong Turns
#2 Bad Mommy
#3 Elvis Likes My Grocery Store
#7 Don’t run With That Popsicle Stick…
# 8 It’s a Mouse, It’s a Rat, It’s a Plane…
#9 Yeah though I walk through the Valley of Fleas
# 10 Where Is It?
# 11 Side Kick
So there are my choices. Please list the three that you like the best. Or if you have a personal favorite from the past feel free to suggest it. I Have to admit I got bored and only went through part of my posts.
Hey I have that ADULT ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER on my list remember. Thanks I really appreciate this guys. Ang
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