okay fine

if i have to sign in i might as well blog.

hmmmm

7/7. my mom and dad's anniversary. have trouble remembering mine, but never forget theirs. wonder why.

i guess it is time for my announcement. the day is coming quickly.... 7/21, i jet out of here w/ four other women. first to phoenix, then to chicago. why chicago? because it is the polandia city of the usa. and from there, we have a direct flight to warsaw poland. 14 days. a perfect opportunity to teach english...and spread the good news while we are at it. we will be staying in a small town on the baltic sea a few hours north of warsaw.

excited!

yep. good stuff

Stamp-ede

Just caught wind of the increase in postage. I would venture to say that I do 99% of my business online, but there are occaisions (albeit extremely rare ones) that I do actually use mail (snail-mail). Up two more cents. That's a loss of my two cents worth.

Why, I remember when you could send an air-mail letter for six cents from Europe to the US. And that is only because everyone was belly-aching over the raise of postage by .... two cents.

So what is with the two cents thing? Why not one cent? Why not five cents?

Give me your two-cents worth. I gotta go mail my letter.

She is II

my sister, but this one is camera shy. and she really doesn't like to talk about birthdays. she is big sister. i remember her sewing sequins on my "costume" for tight-rope-walking part in got in the local circus act at school. and painting clowns, and writing poetry. probably a softer side of a not-so-easy life.

happy birthday, sister, DEAR.

i pray all the ones coming are full of bangers! every birthday deserves a banger.

She is

My Little Sister. A baby sister. I remember when she arrived ~ she came packaged with the most beautiful name of all. She had curly hair. Wispy. But the back of it was always in curls. Mom taught her to drink coffee. She still does. She became one of those companion-type children once the rest of us were in school. was probably a good thing, cause i don't think we had any pets at the time. she became our pet. big brother called her kahuna-nana or buanni. i think he was trying to say princess in some foreign language. she was a princess. all of us girls are. and now...we are all old enough to be queens. she grew up in a different world than the rest of us. even a baseball bat to MY nose couldn't stop her from doing what she wanted. she's grown up to be a good people. sometimes more than good. and i loves her. even when she is just a bratty little sister. somewhere in the midst of it all, she makes me smile a smile for her.

happy birthday little sister. .....no.... happy birthday DEAR sister.

love you...50 more to come

geo

All In A Day's Work

Yes, that is Banger. On the job. Looking out for me and you. She's tuff. She's ruff. Shes a banger! No hoodlums nearby. If only her driver would come back!

ta daaaaa

a did it. she's a master. public administration. mmmmmmmmmmmm watch out! even the csub president said there are 37 open spaces in the ca senate tonight that could easily be occupied by one of the 147 masters candidates that were awarded their diploma at the end of their hard run race. (i love politcally motivated speaches. especially when the money is all dried up.)

ya dun good, a. we are proud of you. use it wisely ~ serve wholeheartedly.


peace out.

dog days .....

the days have just been weaving themselves in and out of each other. we have certainly gone from spring to sizzling summertime. if i could just come up with away of not paying so much for electricity.....

banger is keeping us entertained. she has this little moose (she stole from cooper) that she loves. and she will bring it to you but it is understood that you are not to touch it. if you move towards it, she will yank it up with her teeth, perhaps let you grab it if you can pry it from her mouth. give it a toss across the room and she is there before it even lands. then she brings it back and starts the game all over again, and again, and again. pretend like you are going to take it from her and she likely to lunge at you just to let you know it is HER moosie. funny dog.