I'm taking a break from blogging regularly. Not sure when I'll be back ~ although I know I will be. What does get posted is probably going to be sporadic. I'm going to be okay. Everybody take care of yourselves and each other.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Monday, August 06, 2007
Ramblings to Start the Week
* Today must have been the first day after a driving school graduation. There were several young women all driving by themselves, going about 5 miles under the speed limit, swinging WAY OUT THERE to make turns and stopping about ten feet from the line at lights. It would have been sweet ~ except they were all in front of me at various times.
* The song "I Don't Want to Stop" by Ozzy Osbourne makes for great driving music down the Pike.
* Chocolate shared with a girlfriend is always better than chocolate eaten by oneself.
* A blender is a good thing. A blender with a strong ice crush mechanism is a necessity.
* DiGoronio self-rising pizzas are better than any frozen pizza has any right being.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
* The song "I Don't Want to Stop" by Ozzy Osbourne makes for great driving music down the Pike.
* Chocolate shared with a girlfriend is always better than chocolate eaten by oneself.
* A blender is a good thing. A blender with a strong ice crush mechanism is a necessity.
* DiGoronio self-rising pizzas are better than any frozen pizza has any right being.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Sunday Poll Question
I've been somewhat introspective this week. Nothing major and certainly not bad. Just turned inward. It has led to some interesting thinkings and the Sunday Poll Question...
Question: What quality is important to how you live your life?
Pobble Answer: Integrity. This comes from my father and grandfather. They were old school and taught me my name and my word means something. While no one can take it away from me, they taught, I can make it worthless. A handshake was as good as a signed contract. Seriously. That has stuck with me. Am I perfect? Hell no. Do I try? Every day, in little ways and big ones. Professionally, I cannot live the me first and screw everybody else attitude. Personally, I cannot assure someone something and then not follow through. I hate when people do not know where they stand with me because I have been less than honest. Even spiritually, I have been asked to mess with people's lives and won't do it. I have been asked if I have cast love spells on people. The answer is no. Behaving that way is living without integrity. I goes against my grain and everything I hold dear. Hell, I don't cheat on my taxes; if a cashier gives me too much change, I give it back; and everything on my resume is both true AND accurate. And when I fail to do something, be it my fault or life's, I own it, apologize and accept the consequences. Without excuses. Again, am I perfect? No where close. I do try though. I try very, very hard because integrity is that important to me. Because my name means something to me and I refuse to make it worthless.
Your answer...
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Question: What quality is important to how you live your life?
Pobble Answer: Integrity. This comes from my father and grandfather. They were old school and taught me my name and my word means something. While no one can take it away from me, they taught, I can make it worthless. A handshake was as good as a signed contract. Seriously. That has stuck with me. Am I perfect? Hell no. Do I try? Every day, in little ways and big ones. Professionally, I cannot live the me first and screw everybody else attitude. Personally, I cannot assure someone something and then not follow through. I hate when people do not know where they stand with me because I have been less than honest. Even spiritually, I have been asked to mess with people's lives and won't do it. I have been asked if I have cast love spells on people. The answer is no. Behaving that way is living without integrity. I goes against my grain and everything I hold dear. Hell, I don't cheat on my taxes; if a cashier gives me too much change, I give it back; and everything on my resume is both true AND accurate. And when I fail to do something, be it my fault or life's, I own it, apologize and accept the consequences. Without excuses. Again, am I perfect? No where close. I do try though. I try very, very hard because integrity is that important to me. Because my name means something to me and I refuse to make it worthless.
Your answer...
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Saturday, August 04, 2007
The Details
Since my post on the difference between showing concern and lecturing me seemed to cause some trauma for my readers, let me explain a bit.
First, if I vent about it here, it's not directed at my regular readers. Know that. It's not about you. I promise. This is my little corner to vent the things that aren't worth dealing with in real life, for whatever reason, but that I really need to say somewhere. Posting a problem with one of my regular readers here and not addressing in person is too passive-aggressive for my tastes, leaving readers to wonder "OMG, is that about me?" and I have no desire to do that. Nope. It won't be.
Second, here's what happened...a friend of mine ~ not a good friend, not an overly close friend, certainly not one of the ten people "mentioned above" (because I left out Pharmyard so she makes ten), yet a friend, nonetheless and one I thought knew me pretty well ~ was asking about Lionel and Daisy and their health. I informed him that I was preparing myself for Daisy's check-up next week to not go well and for me to have to put her down. That I was sincerely hoping the vet would say "This baby's got several more months in her" however, I was preparing myself for the alternative. So he asked about Lionel. To which I replied that I have made the very difficult decision that, should I have to put Daisy down, I will put him down as well. He has never been without her. He will not understand where she's gone. He is also 14 himself. My faith is strong enough that, for me, this is allowing them to continue to be together, just somewhere else. At which point, he starts talking about the fact that I need to remember I can't put them down just because they are getting older. Okay... I remind him I adopted them as senior dogs and knew what I was getting into. At which point, he asks if Lithus likes dogs. Well, no, Lithus isn't an animal person. And this "friend" says "Well, you shouldn't be letting him influence your decision." Wait. What? At what point did that even enter into the conversation????? Anyone who knows me knows how I feel about these babies! Then he starts talking, on and on, about how I need to be on the lookout for changing myself for Lithus. When did this become a conversation about my relationship with Lithus? My nearest and dearest ~ those people mentioned in the other post ~ like very much who he and I are together and think our relationship is great for me. Who the hell is this guy to be lecturing me about not changing myself? And when I have ever given any indication that I am willing to change myself at a core level ~ like being willing to kill my dogs ~ for anyone?????? It crossed a line and went too far.
I have issues. Don't get me wrong. I can point to the baggage and tell you what's mine and where it comes from. That being said, sense of self is not one of my issues and to be lectured about it and accused of being willing to kill my dogs just to make another person happy... Words cannot discribe how pissed I was. Or how much I wanted to say to him Just Shut The Fuck Up.
Instead, I said it to y'all. And, yes, have re-evaluated this friendship, as well.
Those are Pobble Thoughts and a Pobble Explanation. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
First, if I vent about it here, it's not directed at my regular readers. Know that. It's not about you. I promise. This is my little corner to vent the things that aren't worth dealing with in real life, for whatever reason, but that I really need to say somewhere. Posting a problem with one of my regular readers here and not addressing in person is too passive-aggressive for my tastes, leaving readers to wonder "OMG, is that about me?" and I have no desire to do that. Nope. It won't be.
Second, here's what happened...a friend of mine ~ not a good friend, not an overly close friend, certainly not one of the ten people "mentioned above" (because I left out Pharmyard so she makes ten), yet a friend, nonetheless and one I thought knew me pretty well ~ was asking about Lionel and Daisy and their health. I informed him that I was preparing myself for Daisy's check-up next week to not go well and for me to have to put her down. That I was sincerely hoping the vet would say "This baby's got several more months in her" however, I was preparing myself for the alternative. So he asked about Lionel. To which I replied that I have made the very difficult decision that, should I have to put Daisy down, I will put him down as well. He has never been without her. He will not understand where she's gone. He is also 14 himself. My faith is strong enough that, for me, this is allowing them to continue to be together, just somewhere else. At which point, he starts talking about the fact that I need to remember I can't put them down just because they are getting older. Okay... I remind him I adopted them as senior dogs and knew what I was getting into. At which point, he asks if Lithus likes dogs. Well, no, Lithus isn't an animal person. And this "friend" says "Well, you shouldn't be letting him influence your decision." Wait. What? At what point did that even enter into the conversation????? Anyone who knows me knows how I feel about these babies! Then he starts talking, on and on, about how I need to be on the lookout for changing myself for Lithus. When did this become a conversation about my relationship with Lithus? My nearest and dearest ~ those people mentioned in the other post ~ like very much who he and I are together and think our relationship is great for me. Who the hell is this guy to be lecturing me about not changing myself? And when I have ever given any indication that I am willing to change myself at a core level ~ like being willing to kill my dogs ~ for anyone?????? It crossed a line and went too far.
I have issues. Don't get me wrong. I can point to the baggage and tell you what's mine and where it comes from. That being said, sense of self is not one of my issues and to be lectured about it and accused of being willing to kill my dogs just to make another person happy... Words cannot discribe how pissed I was. Or how much I wanted to say to him Just Shut The Fuck Up.
Instead, I said it to y'all. And, yes, have re-evaluated this friendship, as well.
Those are Pobble Thoughts and a Pobble Explanation. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Friday, August 03, 2007
So... What Now?
Here's the news: I have finished the novel!!!!!!!!!! It feels GREAT! I did the Pobble Hop all over the house last night. Danced with the babies and probably kept my neighbors awake. And before you ask, I have no idea what happens next. It has only just this morning gone to the FAE. She will look at it, we will tighten it up and then it goes to my publishing house and editor. At which point...I have no idea because I've never gone through this particular process before. Do rest assured that you are all invited to the release party ~ whenever that is.
Meanwhile, though, the book is done. I've spent a little over a year of my life with these people and now...it's done. And I'm wandering around today a little lost. I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. New emails? Nope, not since I checked this morning. New posts on the blogs I read? Nope, not since I checked this morning. Hmmmmm...
The next book is outlined and ready to go. Yet I would like to take a little time to let Angie and Chris settle before meeting Carter Anne and Trevor. Monday is soon enough to get to know them. So...what now?
Dear God, I might actually have to clean my apartment.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Meanwhile, though, the book is done. I've spent a little over a year of my life with these people and now...it's done. And I'm wandering around today a little lost. I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. New emails? Nope, not since I checked this morning. New posts on the blogs I read? Nope, not since I checked this morning. Hmmmmm...
The next book is outlined and ready to go. Yet I would like to take a little time to let Angie and Chris settle before meeting Carter Anne and Trevor. Monday is soon enough to get to know them. So...what now?
Dear God, I might actually have to clean my apartment.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
There's a Difference
I am always touched when someone expresses a concern about me. Means ~ in my mind anyway ~ I'm loved. And that doesn't suck. Whoever you are, you have a concern about me, express it. It's all good.
Don't lecture me. You know who's allowed to lecture me? The Lovely Cats, the Divine M, the Muppet, Nemeria and Appsrus. They've earned it.
You know who's allowed to give me a brick to the head when I need it (and I often do)? Along with the people listed above, Graziella, Coffee Girl, the FAE and Lithus. They've earned it.
There is however a difference between expressing your concern for me and lecturing me. So, to the person whose name is not listed above ...
(say it with me, people...)
Just Shut the Fuck Up.
And thank you.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
Don't lecture me. You know who's allowed to lecture me? The Lovely Cats, the Divine M, the Muppet, Nemeria and Appsrus. They've earned it.
You know who's allowed to give me a brick to the head when I need it (and I often do)? Along with the people listed above, Graziella, Coffee Girl, the FAE and Lithus. They've earned it.
There is however a difference between expressing your concern for me and lecturing me. So, to the person whose name is not listed above ...
(say it with me, people...)
Just Shut the Fuck Up.
And thank you.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
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