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Saturday, January 17th 2015

8:10 AM


Just dropping in to leave some messages for a few folks:

Shawno, I have tried a dozen times to leave comments on your blog, but they never show up after they're posted. They just disappear to who-knows-where. I emailed you about it, and I mentioned it a few times at the other place, but...

Angel, I got your message about your results, and I could not be happier to hear that the big worry you had is no longer a worry for you. Yay! :) That has to be a huge relief...

Lady Wolfen Mists, thank you for sharing your thoughts and insights at the other place. I tend to reply to comments directly there because I'm trying to maintain privacy. I know you understand that.

Other updates: Roger's parents bought me a new computer, and I've been trying to learn the new operating system. I've also been working on a new video I hope to be able to release soon. The new movie-making software I got is chock-a-block full of features and options, and learning them through makng the video has been more than a little time-consuming. That is not a complaint, by the way. :D

It's a big day for me today: My team and I are investigating our first commercial location. I'm very excited about it; we've been working for this for the past four years...

Have a great weekend, everyone. If your weather is nice, enjoy it for as long as it sticks around. :)
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Saturday, January 10th 2015

10:52 AM


It's chinooking... sort of, in a weird kind of way, but not really.  The temperatures have been all over the place for the past couple of days. As someone who suffers from what we call "Chinook-head", you can imagine how headachy and generally crappy I feel. I won't even mention anything about what this weather is doing to my fibro.

As it gets closer to the crew's move-out date [only 21 days away, now], I find myself thinking about the things I've enjoyed about having them with us for the past two years. It's going to be very strange, not hearing the girls laugh, fight, talk, and play together. It's going to be strange, not hearing Karis' whole-body laughter [the kind that starts in her toes and goes all the way up to her head] when something strikes her funny bone just right. It's going to be strange, not seeing Diesel's sweet pitty face when he comes upstairs to say hi to us. He doesn't do that very often, but when he does, it's always a pleasure. He's just so damned sweet... It's going to be strange when we go downstairs for the first time, after they've moved out, and see a mostly empty basement. So many things are going to be sooo different for the first little while after the crew moves out. Ohhhh.... I wonder what they're going to do with Diesel if they aren't allowed to have him with them...

We can't take him. We can't afford him. He's a big dog with big needs - financial as well as physical - that we can't meet. So, I really do hope the kids are able to find a place for him, too, if they can't have him with them.

It's snowing again. Not the big, fluffy, wet flakes that are fun to play in, but the small, dry stuff that seems like it's melting when it hits the ground, but really isn't. I guess I shouldn't really complain, though; it's not super-cold outside, right now, and there isn't really much wind. Where I live, the absence of the wind in the winter is actually a blessing...

Well, I'm done. I have things to do today. Have a nice weekend.

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Friday, January 9th 2015

8:14 AM

Change of Life

It's cold here - again. But hopefully, not for much longer. The forecast shows the temperatures are slowly but surely warming up over the next few days. That is gonna hurt like a mo-fo, but I'll deal if those promised warmer temps come through.

So, the illness I've been fighting since before Christmas has tried twice, now, to relapse. Definitely not my idea of how to end an old year or start a new one. On the other hand, both of those events could have been a lot worse. They weren't, so, I'm going to be grateful that I was even alive to say goodbye and then hello.

So, the crew is moving out in 22 days - at the end of January. They must be feeling pretty excited about it; I mean, who wants to be 31 years old and living in their parents' partially-finished basement for nearly two years, right? When my kids were small, I lived with my dad for two months, and it nearly drove us both crazy. I can't imagine what nearly two years with him would have been like... It's going to take some time for me and Roger to adjust to the changes, but I think Karis might have an easier time of it because she has the girls. I think, though, that as she works to settle in and get things organized and arranged to her liking, she'll be just fine. 

On a different note, Angel, my friend, I got your messages, and I will email you when I get a chance. In the meantime, please know that I am always sending you lots of love, hugs, and good energies from across the miles... 

That's it for me for now. I'm working on a new video, and I really need to get back to it. Have a great day, everyone, and thanks for visiting.
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