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Based On A True Story...
I'm outta here!
01.09.05 (2:30 pm)
This will be my last post here. I'm moving over to http://www.spiritblog.net. Come over and check out the new site! Actually, it looks just like this site right now.....
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Help Me!!!
01.07.05 (1:41 pm)
I have a beautiful mixed vegetable dish marinating in my kitchen. It's time to put it on the grill. But the mother-in-law and my contractor are in the kitchen commiserating over their love lives or lack thereof. They are between me and my food.

The contractor did not show up until 5:30. That's PM. Now his son is working hard downstairs and he's in my kitchen talking to the dreaded mother-in-law and blocking my food.

I'm reluctant to go out there because I do not want to get sucked into their universe.

Yes, the husband just came home. He'll break it up. I'm going to eat.
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Gaia email
01.07.05 (1:32 pm)
I read the coolest post today at Was It The Pagan Remark? (link on the right). It is from an article at Witchvox. Here's a excerpt to make you think...

Email From Gaia

by Tree Higgins

Suppose everyone in the world, including heads of state and corporate suit types, woke up this morning and found an email from Earth sitting in their Inbox. What would it say? Maybe it would read like this:

To: All Humans
From: Gaia (Earth for all you non-Pagans who don't know my name!)
Re: Being Neighborly

How are you? I've been meaning to get in touch with you since you came on board but have been busy taking care of this and that. Anyway, welcome to the world! I've been watching you since you were cute furry little creatures and did cool tricks in trees but just haven't gotten around to greeting you. Sorry about that. I have been busy saying good- bye to many other species that seem to be disappearing with increasing frequency. Perhaps you might have notice since it seems to happen a lot wherever you all go. Just so you know, there is no celestial garbage pick-up in your neighborhood so you might want to think about making your own arrangements in handling your waste products. (BTW, throwing everything in a bucket and dumping that bucket into a bigger bucket and then into a large hole in the ground is not an acceptable management system!) Some of your neighbors have complained about your mishandling of your waste. In fact, several amphibians have emailed me about two-headed offspring and they are getting quite irate about it. Seems family reunions are becoming strained and there is that extra mouth to feed! I hate to sound like a whiner but there is another issue about noise. Would you please kill each other more quietly? I really don't mind you blowing up your cities but I am getting a bit of a tummy-ache in my middle and my eyes are burning when I first wake up.

Well, welcome to the world! Pay attention to the rules and the rewards are exquisite!

Blessings,

Gaia

Sounds a bit silly, doesn't it? However, if Earth could speak loudly to the world, Her complaints would certainly be many and most of them directed at Homo sapiens.


Want to read more? Look here ---- http://www.witchvox.com/va/dt...


There is also a great list of pagan blogs here --- http://hearthnhomewitcher y.tr...
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stories
01.07.05 (6:57 am)
I read a lot and I have a lot of story ideas floating around in my head. But I haven't written anything recently. Today I found a disk with the beginnings of several stories I have written on it. I had forgotten all about several of them. I went through and read them all. I was surprised. They were actually pretty good. I liked several of the characters and laughed at the appropriate places. I even got mad at myself once. One story that I had forgotten about starts with a woman cleaning out her grandparents' house. She finds a quilt and a diary that starts "Maddie - June 1, 1932. We buried Mother today." End of what I had written. I have no idea what was supposed to happen from there. I want to know what happens and how it relates to the introduction. I'm going to have to think about this some more and write more so I know.

I usually write for a few days and then get frustrated because I think its no good and then stop. That's why I'm so surprised about how good they are.
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Fun for dogs and cats of all ages....
01.06.05 (3:50 am)
You know that game that kids play where they take ahold of a baseball bat and then go hand over hand until they reach the end? We play a version of that here. All you need is two cats and a Pomeranian. I'm the bat.

It starts whenever I let the dog come up on the bed. She then lays down on me. This is a signal to the cats that the game as begun. The goal now is to lay down on the best human real estate. Apparently, that is as close to my face as possible. But, you don't just plop down there. No, there is finesse and skill involved in this game. You lay down as close as possible to the animal already there but marginally closer to my face. The game moves on in fits and starts as the animal now farthest away gets up, walks around everyone else, and lays down closer to my face. It generally ends when Powder, the undisputed feline world champion of this game, lays down right across my face causing me to spit calico hair for hours.

As the vehicle for this game of unending fun I put one rule in place. No teeth, no claws. This is competitive, people. There needs to be limits. The cats love the dog. They think she is soft and cuddly and they want to pet her. The feeling is not mutual. I think this stems from the dog's knowledge that in an ideal world cats would not be bigger than her. So the cats rub up against her luxuriously and reach out and touch her fur with their paws. This just pisses her off. So she shows teeth. This has no effect on the cats whatsoever but since my body is the scene of the conflict I don't want it to escalate. Hence, the no teeth rule. But, sometimes when the cats are petting her, they just can't help it, the claws come out. If the claws come out then the dog is allowed to show teeth. She knows this corollary to the rule well. You can sometimes see her looking at the cats like, "Go ahead. Bring out the claws. Make my day." But most of the time she has to close her eyes and turn her head away because if she looks at them she'll just have to snap at the them. The only way to resist the temptation is to pretend they aren't even there.

This game can be made even more fun by the human trying to watch TV or for the ultimate in self-expression try to artisically crush the human's reading material while moving into position.
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fire
01.04.05 (2:01 pm)
As if training a horse doesn't have enough inherent drama at times, today we added fire! The farrier was at the trainer's barn and he was using a grinder to reshape shoes. Grinder + metal shoes = lots and lots of sparks. This was happening about 10 feet away from the arena. You could see it through a small door. My normally unflappable horse had a meltdown. All I have to say is that I'm glad it was the trainer on her at the time and not me.

Prize: "What the.... Oh My God! The barn's on fire!!!!!!" BOLTS PAST THE OPEN DOOR. "Ok, that's better. Now, trot, trot, trot, head down, trot.... Oh @#$@#$% it's still on fire!!!!!!! We better get out of here!!!!!"

Personally, I think this shows good sense and sound judgement just like the time she didn't think she should get close to the longhorn bull. But the trainer sees this as a learning opportunity. He would make her stand and face it until she relaxed. Then he would make her take one step forward and then relax. She'd do it and then they'd start around the ring again. One or two laps would go well but then she'd start thinking again.

Prize: "I'm sorry but this doesn't seem like a terribly good idea to be in here when the barn is on fire." BOLT "I mean, does this seem safe to you?" BOLT

Eventually the farrier finished and the horse settled back down. I'm sure she thought that all the humans around her had totally lost their minds.

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lessons of 2004
01.03.05 (3:05 pm)
I've been considering writing a post about how I changed in the past year. I just read KLBGreene's excellent post on this topic (http://klbgreene.tblog.com) so now I'm inspired.

In the past year I learned that I can lose weight if I put my mind to it. I'm starting 2005 15 lbs. lighter than 2004.

I've found an expression of my spirituality that fits me.

As a result of the spirituality I am more in tune with the seasons than I ever have been. Instead of dreading the coming of winter I accepted it (and even welcomed it) as part of the cycle. The time change didn't even bother me like it always has before.

I pay attention to the phases of the moon even though I don't celebrate the Esbats.

I've become a hundred times more confident in my horse and my riding by having her trained and taking lessons.

I've learned about the addiction of blogging and reading other people's blogs.
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my new schedule
01.03.05 (5:52 am)
Today I start my new schedule at work. I was whining around Thanksgiving about the people at work driving me insane. The boss is bipolar and is slowly but surely heading into a depression. I think it's going to be a bad one. The major sign is that he'll just walk out in the middle of appointments. He thinks that's ok because he always has a (lame) excuse and because I'm there to do the work for both of us. So I decided to quit but that just didn't feel right. See, I'm way too nice of a person and I felt bad. They just had another fill-in vet quit and they can't get anyone to replace her. So if I left they'd really be in a bind. I decided to reduce my hours. Either that or quit.

The boss's counter-offer? Change the days I work. But, I'm not stupid and I realized that if I changed to different days that would mean I was actually working one hour more. Plus that would mean two whole days with the receptionists that get on my nerves. No way. So, we decided to do half a day Monday and all day Wednesday. That still puts me with the mean receptionists but not for two whole days. That gets me off the day of working with the boss so he can't dump things on me.

The receptionists are mad. They know that days with the boss are going downhill fast. They see me bailing out and are not happy. At first of course they accused me of being a horrible lazy person. That's when I informed them that this was a compromise position to quitting. That shut them up for a few hours. Then they started back up again. One told me that I was "just being difficult like a child." See, why I hate working with them? They then declared that they were going to make my 1.5 days "a living hell." How sweet.

But I'm happy and at this point that's all I care about. If this doesn't work out I will quit with a clear mind because I tried to work things out. I have been terribly productive on my half day home. I've played on the computer and cleaned stalls. I tried to buy a sidesaddle on EBay. Now I'm going to do yoga. I have a feeling I'll need a nice Zen mindset to deal with people today.
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diet tracker
01.02.05 (5:24 am)
I've put a diet tracker over on the right not because I expect anyone else to care but because I will have to look at it every day. It should keep me motivated. At the tracker site you had the option to track your weight loss or to track your actual weight. I didn't want to be THAT open to the world so tracking weight loss it is.

It's in the 50s today. I'd like to go for a bike ride since it will probably be at least March before we can consider doing that around here again without freezing parts of our anatomy off and slipping on the ice.
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Sammy
01.01.05 (5:21 am)
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Here's my Sammy Bunny. He's not really that fat. He's just all scrunched up. I wish I could use that excuse when I look way fat in pictures.
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my yoga room
01.01.05 (5:13 am)
Imagine this. You enter my yoga and meditation room from a door on the left hand side of the wall. Straight ahead you see a wall unit spanning the width of the room. On the right and left sides of it there are bookcases. They have closed shelving on the bottom and then have open bookcases on the top. They go from floor to ceiling. Connecting the two bookcases is a table. it is draped in a flowing fabric with a warm, inviting print. Indian, maybe? This center table serves as an altar. There is a special bowl holding sand that supports incense. There are candles and maybe some small figurines that have special significance. On the right hand bookcase there is a small TV to play yoga tapes and DVDs. The room is lit by indirect lighting coming from the floor lamp behind the comfy chair to the right. A yoga mat is on the floor. The yoga props live under the altar hidden behind the fabric. There is an overwhelming feeling of calmness and serenity to the room. It is a warm cocoon that wraps you in peace and invites you to stay.

This is what it looks like right now.
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Just so y'all don't think poorly of me I don't usually live this messy. But remember I'm under construction on the other side of the basement so things are a bit of a shambles. But that is my someday-to-be yoga room. Just make a wall across the front of that alcove to separate it from the main room and there it is. My sanctuary. With a lock on the inside of the door so no one can bother me.
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visitor
12.31.04 (2:23 pm)
I took a break from mindless surfing on BlogExplosion to go out and feed the horses. I turned on the garage light and came face to face with this -----


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I think he (?) lives in my garage. We have a lot of skunks around here and they are fascinating. When I moved the feeding place for the cats from the barn to the garage two skunks actually came up and scratched on the door to the house. When I opened it they looked up at me like, "They said in the barn that the food had moved up here."

There were about 5 regulars around this summer but this one is the only one I've seen in the winter. They never spray. They don't care about people or cats or horses in the least. I just talk quietly and calmly to them so they know where I am and we get along great.
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horse pictures again
12.31.04 (1:38 pm)
I turned Spirit and Rosie out for a first time yesterday. They had no problems at all.

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I don't think that Rosie had ever seen a cow before. I'm not sure why there was just one cow in the next door pasture but I'm glad she only had to deal with one. She stared at it for a long time and then would run away. Then she'd sneak back towards it and start staring again. She's going to be shocked the first time she sees the whole herd.
From left to right - Spirit, Rosie (staring at cow), Nugget the neighbor horse, and the cow. Note how worried the "been there, done that" old horses are about the cow.

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Today I took my mom to see Prize. The last time she saw her was on the first day she was cantered under saddle. We were going to show off her huge improvement. So of course she was a jerk. We interrupted her breakfast and she had an attitude. Here she is waiting to get ridden. I hate putting on that western saddle. It's so heavy compared to my English one.


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My mom took at picture of me riding her. I thought about posting it but her frame isn't good and I look like a fat slob. I tried blaming it on light colored pants with a dark sweatshirt in a dark picture. My mother paused a bit too long before saying, "I'm sure its an optical illusion, dear." Yeah, I'm definately going back on the diet.
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New Year's Eve
12.31.04 (1:14 pm)
I keep forgetting that it is New Year's Eve. That shows what a party animal I am.
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The tree
12.30.04 (3:48 am)
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My tree is recovering from being encased in ice. There's a picture a few posts down to show its previous sorry state. It's still not standing all the way up but it's definately better than laying on the ground.
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delayed Christmas
12.30.04 (3:34 am)
Today, after much delay, it is going to be Christmas here. We were supposed to go to my parents' for Christmas but that didn't happen because of the weather. So today they are coming down here with the presents. Why on a Thursday you ask? First, they are teachers so they have all this week off. Second, my dad is running a race on Saturday and needs to be back. Yes, he's running on purpose along the very cold and windy coast of a large body of water on New Year's Day. This is the same man who can't understand what appeal showing horses has for me. At least I have the sense to do it when it is warm out.

There is a sport called Ride and Tie that involves two people and a horse. The first person starts running and the second rides the horse out on the same course. The rider goes awhile and then ties up the horse and starts running. The runner eventually gets to the horse, rides up past the other team member aways, dismounts, and starts running. This goes on and on until you finish the race. My dad and I have discussed it briefly. Very briefly. It sounds good while he's running and I'm riding but eventually I'd have to run and he'd have to ride. It is difficult to even imagine either of those things happening. I tried to imagine who'd have a meltdown first - my horse or my dad. It's a toss-up. The worst part is that I imagine it happening even before he gets mounted.
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horse pics
12.27.04 (4:56 am)
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That's my horse Spirit on the left and the new boarder Rosie on the right. They bonded when they were being neglected by me during the power outages. They are loose in the arena now because I haven't been able to walk the whole fence line to make sure it is ok.

Rosie's people were out yesterday. They cleaned her stall. I wasn't paying attention when they started. The contractors were using the wheelbarrow to carry assorted junk stall to stall while working. Rosie's people did not empty the wheelbarrow first. So they dumped a lot of old bolts, nails, and popcans into the compost pile. I found it after they were gone and had to pick through it all to get what I could out. What were they thinking? Yes, it was trash but you don't throw that outside. They even put a plastic ring thingy from a six pack of pop outside. Isn't that the first rule of enviromentalism? Don't throw those out without cutting them because birds get stuck and die. I thought everybody was taught that one in grade school.

They are scared to death of Rosie. I put Spirit out and she started pacing in her stall and head tossing. They slammed the door of her stall and stood there shocked. I said that she just wanted to go out with Spirit. They said that there was no way they were going into her stall with her being crazy like that. I opened her stall door. She came over and waited patiently while I put her halter on. Then we walked calmly to the arena. She's not crazy. She's just being a horse. A good horse even. I don't know how to get this through to them.
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Comfy Cat
12.27.04 (4:23 am)
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Youssou
12.26.04 (3:47 pm)
I just found out about Youssou N'Dour. I'm in love. I read a review of his new album, "Egypt" in Entertainment Weekly. It sounded good but I couldn't find it anywhere locally. I'm not surprised. He is from Senegal. EGYPT is about Islam. There's not probably a big demand in the American Mid-West.

The local library did have a copy of a previous CD NOTHING'S IN VAIN. I love it. Right now I'm listening to excerpts of EGYPT that I found through his website www.youssou.com. Since I'm back in the real world I don't have high-speed internet access anymore so it's a slow process. From the samples I think I like NOTHING'S IN VAIN more than EGYPT but it may just be the bad connection.
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diet again
12.26.04 (3:21 pm)
I'm starting my diet again. This isn't directly related to it being almost New Year's Day. That is just way to cliche for me. Some people at work are considering starting South Beach next week (probably because it is New Year's). I decided to start again because they are doing it. I lost 20 lbs on it last spring and actually enjoyed the diet. I've kept the weight off just keeping the general principles in mind but not being strict at all. Besides in my mind it will be a competition and that will keep me motivated. So, I'm posting it also as a motivator.
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Ice photos
12.25.04 (4:04 pm)
Here's a picture of my formerly 20 foot tall Eastern Redbud. I was so proud of this poor tree. It is the only one we have.

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This is a shot of my windchimes. The ice in the foreground is on the window. Look at the thickness of the ice just on the string. Is it any wonder that power lines were snapping?

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66 hours - all better
12.25.04 (3:57 pm)
At 7:00 pm we got a call from our insider at the power company telling me to get my lip balm out. If you haven't read the last post that's the guy that my husband promised me to for certain sexual favors if he got our power on today. We were out of power for 66 hours total.

We were on our way home to feed the horses so all of our stuff and the bird are still at the office. We can't bring ourselves to drive back there again tonight now that there is power here. The bird has lots of food so he's fine. We can make do without our stuff for tonight.

The inside-outside cats are in the bedroom now and are very grateful. I kept them outside because I figured they'd have a better chance of staying warm in the hay than in here. They did not appreciate my logic. I got the impression over the last few days that they considered this to be all my fault but now they are willing to forgive.

We're getting the house warmed back up now. The pipes are all fine. Luckily we haven't finished the upstairs yet so there were no pipes above ground. We are also steam-cleaning the carpet because the dog was still slightly sick and had bloody diarrhea in the MIL's sleeping area. (Would it be inappropriate to say, "That's my girl!"?) I'm waiting until the rooms warm up to clean the dog. She's not letting me out of her sight. She's finally starting to eat again. I think she was feeling better but was pretty stressed by all the moving around.
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61 hours now
12.25.04 (9:11 am)

   It's been 61 hours now since the power went out.  The power company is a client of the husband's.  He's talked to people on the inside.  They are working really hard but I wouldn't be surprised if we are out for a few more days.  He did offer a $200 bribe and sexual services from me to one person if they got us hooked up today.  I don't know whether to hope for that or not.


   So far today we've mostly been preoccupied with food.  You can't buy food on Christmas.  The store at the gas station was doing a brisk business today in coffee and donuts.  I had Ho-Hos (how festive!) and chocolate milk for breakfast.  We went home and fed the animals.  Then we grabbed a bunch of soups and other canned foods that we can microwave here.  I'm eating Imagine organic tomato soup as I type.  Then we went to the nursing home where the grandmother-in-law is.  They don't have any power either.  The plan was to drop off the MIL so she could spend the day.  But they don't have any power either so there is no cable so she didn't know what to do with herself.  (Read a book, you say?  Yeah, this is the woman who once sat staring at the TV for hours when the power went off until it came back on.  I kid you not.)


   The cautious civility between the MIL and husband described in the previous post is continuing.  It would have been better to separate today but it's not to be.  In a few hours we'll be going to a movie.  They have food there.  We are learning to be quite the little scroungers. 


   We found a hotel with openings for tomorrow night, Monday, and Tuesday.  So we have reservations for 2 rooms.  We'll stay here tonight again unless the power is fixed by the intervention of the guy that the husband promised me to for sexual favors. 


   Personally I'm happy to be in an office with many computers with high speed internet access.  I don't even really care that it's high speed.  I'm just happy that the husband and I can be on at the same time.  I never knew how easy it was it make me happy.

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adventure!
12.24.04 (5:21 pm)

   Where to start?  Our power went out Thursday at about 1:00 AM.  It's now Friday at 9:30 PM. 


   The problems started Thursday at 8 AM.  I had to go to work.  I couldn't get out of lthe driveway.  My plan was to get the husband to drive up and down the driveway a few times to clear it so my little car could get out.  He was cranky.  He couldn't get his SUV de-iced.  So he told me that there was no reason why I shouldn't be able to get out by myself.  I should know better than to believe him.  I got stuck in the driveway.  So then he had to pull me out.  Turns out once I reached someone at work I didn't have to go in because they didn't have power either.  There were over 30,000 people without power in one county alone. 


   The main problem was the cold.  I was worried about my bird.  The other problem was no water for the horses. 


   Plan number 1 - get a hotel room before they all get booked up.  Mission accomplished.  We get 2 rooms.  One for us, the bird, and the dog and one for the mother-in-law.  Fine and dandy for about 1/2 an hour until the power went out at the hotel.  Never came back on. 


  We ended up getting water hauled in from the dairy farm behind us.  They had power.  So the horses are fine.  Then we came to the husband's office.  They bought an office in a building where the previous tenant went through a nasty divorce.  He installed a shower and kitchenette so he could live here.  If he could do it so could we.  We got blankets and air mattresses and camped out.  All kinds of people were here.  There were people staying on every floor.


  This morning we went and fed the horses and cats.  We went out to eat.  I went to the grocery store and it was crazy.  Everyone was being nice but it was super crowded.  I was in line next to a girl who got a call on her cell phone that a tree just fell on her car.  She had a total meltdown.  The Kroger people had to come escort her to the pharmacy checkout so they could get her out of the store because she was causing such a scene. 


  Anyway, I was still in a pretty good mood even though I'd been trapped in close proximity to the husband and mother-in-law for a day at this point.  But then she started getting on my nerves.  I don't even remember why now.  I think she was just talking a lot about stuff she didn't know anything about like always.  But I was still being good. 


  We went to a movie.  We were the only ones in the theater.  I could tell the husband was having a bit too much togetherness with her too.  We drove back home to feed again.  Part of our road has power now but not us.  I was actually looking forward to coming back to the office for the high-speed internet access.  But the husband found a bed and breakfast with a room.  I didn't want to go because I knew we'd be cooped up in close quarters.  We went there and he agreed with me.  I went in to tell the owner.  I told him that we had had too much togetherness and if we stayed in one small room someone would die.  He laughed.  By the time I got back to the car all hell had broken loose.  They were screaming at each other.  They argue like a couple of three year olds.  "Did not!"  "Did too!" etc.  I kept my mouth shut.  She started yelling about how we both hate her.  The husband stuck up for me by saying that she was fighting with him not me because I hadn't said anything.  Then she said that I should be yelling at him for being rude.  I was trying so hard not to laugh.  They absolutely refused to let each other have the last word. 


  "I'm not talking to you anymore so shut up!"


   "Good because I don't want to hear you anymore!"


   "You can't talk to me like that so shut up!"


  And on and on.  I wanted to tell them both to grow up.  But I understand where the husband gets his inability to fight normally from now.  It also explains the way he doesn't make any sense when he fights.  Actual quote from the MIL - "I won't talk to you the rest of the night.  (Pause)  So, what am I going to do now tonight if I don't even have you to talk to?"  What???? 


   She kept saying that she wanted him to drop her off at the house.  She'd sleep there.  Personally, I would have done it.  That's my raising coming out.  My dad dropped my brother off on the side of the road out in the middle of nowhere once because he told him that he wouldn't dare do it.  My brother was about 7 at the time.  He went back for him eventually.  Point being - Don't be so melodramatic.  Right now they are being cautiously civil to each other. 


   When I was composing this post in my mind before the big fight it was based on how many things I found to be grateful for in this strange situation. 


  I'm grateful for:


   1.  Money - this time last year we would have been hard pressed to have the money for all these meals out, camping supplies, etc. 


   2.  The SUV - as much as it pains me to type that it does come in handy in this kind of weather.


   3.  Neighbors with power so we can get water. 


   4.  The husband owning an office with all the amenities of home. 


   5.  Anyplace warm enough for a tropical bird. 


At one point last night we were considering getting arrested because the jail had power.  Maybe if they kill each other that is still a possibility.  I'm actually having fun.  It's an adventure. 

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Yule
12.21.04 (4:24 pm)
Happy Yule! My husband gave me a Yule gift today. That's not because he's decided to celebrate pagan holidays but because once he buys a gift he has an overwhelming need to give it immediately. I got a cell phone. I had one a few years ago but gave it up because the coverage was bad. Now I've officially joined the 21st century again.

Right now I'm baking muffins to give to the people I work with tomorrow. I also bought gourmet dog bones to give to the staff dogs who come to work.
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