Good morning my babies! Emerging from the ickiness, able to concentrate has HRG perusing the papers, and as always, finding things that not only piss me off, but some that have me shaking my groovy head, wondering wtf?
Quick synopsis: Two people die, and approximately nineteen others are hospitalized in serious condition after a sweatlodge "ceremony" held by yet another self-proclaimed prophet/psychic/demi-god. Apparently, denying oneself of all food and liquid for a period of thirty six hours will allow you to have the "ultimate out-of-body-experience". Wow. Makes me wish I'd been told about this years ago. Imagine how many pillows could've been pulled out from under how many heads if being rewarded with water was the ultimate goal! But still it's so unbelievably and truly bizarre that I couldn't not share this direct quote:
"A woman identified as Barb told the callers that a channeler at the retreat last Friday said the deceased had an out-of-body experience during the sweat lodge ceremony and "were having so much fun that they chose not to come back." "
Oooh, I'm having a serous psychic moment....I see all of you...sitting at your computers, shaking your heads and laughing.....
HRG
Friday, October 16, 2009
Friday, October 02, 2009
Since Song Lyrics Seem To Say It All
....let's carry on with them, shall we babies?
"If I'm not blind
Why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be"
And that about sums it up.
There's been so much to be excited about since my last post, which, yes I know, was a long time ago, and so much sadness and uncertainty too. Sorry babies. Trying to heal, trying to find my place, feeling like I'm on the outside, looking in.
And alone. Very very alone. Not in a feel sorry for myself kind of way, it's different than that. Being betrayed, losing the trust in TCB shook me to my core. It's getting better, but I still have my days when I need to vent and be angry and allow myself to hurt, all in order to heal. It's hard enough for me to reach out, so to be dismissed.....makes me wonder why some topics are years old, yet still discussed, yet something relatively fresh is met with sighs of "enough already..."
Perhaps it is. Enough. Maybe I should write a book "How to Get Over It In 16 Weeks Or Less". Instant best seller. Move over all you tv "doctors"--HRG is moving in.
So....onto other things.
So much has happened since my last post, some good, some not so good, but life's like that. Our vacation back to the place I hate to be was better than last year by a long shot. There was much laughter and euchre and music and friendship and love and lobster--all good for the soul. As always, we are forever in debt to our friends for opening their home to us.
TCB's Mom was so happy to see him. We'd been led to believe she was basically a drooling idiot now. So far from the truth! She has her good days and bad days, but is still highly functional. Time spent with her was too short, but wonderful all the same, and in retrospect, I'm not sorry we changed our holiday plans at the last minute.
Of course, no vacation involving TCB and HRG would be complete without getting lost. TCB did not disappoint. Once again, the gps was offered and declined.....
Guess what TCB is getting for xmas this year?
TCB also hit a milestone birthday and managed to get away with it. There's a part of me that wonders if he's a bit put out that there wasn't a huge party or a huge fuss. He'd insisted on dinner, just the four of us, and then there was the gig the next nite, and the after gig party the nite after that..... All that and I did get him the silly scope he'd been wanting. He said it was exactly how he'd wanted it. We'll roast him in five years. Maybe by then he'll look closer to fifty than forty. Bastard. (all you who know TCB know exactly what I mean)
There's more my babies, isn't there always? But for now, taking advantage of a day with no rain is necessary. Having to go back to work and soon makes getting the yard done all that more urgent. I will be back with more posts, I promise.
Because I've read a lot of news articles lately.....and my soapbox is freshly painted....
Don't say I didn't warn you.
HRG
"If I'm not blind
Why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be"
And that about sums it up.
There's been so much to be excited about since my last post, which, yes I know, was a long time ago, and so much sadness and uncertainty too. Sorry babies. Trying to heal, trying to find my place, feeling like I'm on the outside, looking in.
And alone. Very very alone. Not in a feel sorry for myself kind of way, it's different than that. Being betrayed, losing the trust in TCB shook me to my core. It's getting better, but I still have my days when I need to vent and be angry and allow myself to hurt, all in order to heal. It's hard enough for me to reach out, so to be dismissed.....makes me wonder why some topics are years old, yet still discussed, yet something relatively fresh is met with sighs of "enough already..."
Perhaps it is. Enough. Maybe I should write a book "How to Get Over It In 16 Weeks Or Less". Instant best seller. Move over all you tv "doctors"--HRG is moving in.
So....onto other things.
So much has happened since my last post, some good, some not so good, but life's like that. Our vacation back to the place I hate to be was better than last year by a long shot. There was much laughter and euchre and music and friendship and love and lobster--all good for the soul. As always, we are forever in debt to our friends for opening their home to us.
TCB's Mom was so happy to see him. We'd been led to believe she was basically a drooling idiot now. So far from the truth! She has her good days and bad days, but is still highly functional. Time spent with her was too short, but wonderful all the same, and in retrospect, I'm not sorry we changed our holiday plans at the last minute.
Of course, no vacation involving TCB and HRG would be complete without getting lost. TCB did not disappoint. Once again, the gps was offered and declined.....
Guess what TCB is getting for xmas this year?
TCB also hit a milestone birthday and managed to get away with it. There's a part of me that wonders if he's a bit put out that there wasn't a huge party or a huge fuss. He'd insisted on dinner, just the four of us, and then there was the gig the next nite, and the after gig party the nite after that..... All that and I did get him the silly scope he'd been wanting. He said it was exactly how he'd wanted it. We'll roast him in five years. Maybe by then he'll look closer to fifty than forty. Bastard. (all you who know TCB know exactly what I mean)
There's more my babies, isn't there always? But for now, taking advantage of a day with no rain is necessary. Having to go back to work and soon makes getting the yard done all that more urgent. I will be back with more posts, I promise.
Because I've read a lot of news articles lately.....and my soapbox is freshly painted....
Don't say I didn't warn you.
HRG
Sorry Pete
(apologies to the Who)
Ever since the store closed
HRG's been kind of bored
She dug out her gardens
Worked in a dollar store
Then she put her fingers
Onto that keyboard
And now our HRG
Sure plays a mean pinball
High Score: 4,829,250
HRG
Ever since the store closed
HRG's been kind of bored
She dug out her gardens
Worked in a dollar store
Then she put her fingers
Onto that keyboard
And now our HRG
Sure plays a mean pinball
High Score: 4,829,250
HRG
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