tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40784944192917765332009-11-10T03:33:01.166-08:00bit·ter·sweet: adjective: being at once bitter and sweet; especially: pleasant but including or marked by elements of suffering or regret. muse: intransitive verb: to become absorbed in thought; especially: to turn something over in the mind meditatively and often inconclusively.'mihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02164029995434018270noreply@blogger.comBlogger241125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4078494419291776533.post-65812207701434239062009-11-06T20:51:00.000-08:002009-11-08T13:01:10.739-08:00

Okay, it's taken nearly a month for me to post the pictures from our pumpkin hunt, but here they are:The pumpkins have all been carved and enjoyed their time outside. Unfortunately, during the heavy winds yesterday, mine fell into despair and fell to its death, followed shortly after by another jack o'lantern. I took it as a sign to put away the Hallowe'en decorations.Happy November!

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Fire on the Tommy Thompson Trail trestle. No other information available at this time.Update - the trestle may have collapsed :-(

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Another week, another wedding. Great fun was had by all!Here we have the bride and groom, and me and my other girlfriend, Michelle.Tonight is the high school Homecoming Dance. So many reasons to celebrate, to join with friends and family and have a good time. We are always talking about having a celebration of our own. We did have the barbecue a few weeks back and enjoyed the company, even if

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I'm at home again, still sick. I could be hunched over my desk at work, scrolling through Excel spreadsheets and answering calls, but here I am.It's fall - officially and weatherly. Sweatshirt and heater both on. School is in full swing, as are all of the extra-curricular and social activities that the teenager is engaged in. She's gone from 7 in the morning to 9 at night most days. J has

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I have vivid dreams while I sleep. Unfortunately, I also have vivid nightmares. I am awake now after spending the night having a car stolen, a restaurant trashed and robbed and my workplace infiltrated by gangs of young Asian assassins (how many asses in assassins? I must be spelling it wrong). Lots of blood and terror, pepper spray resistant villains, and destruction of city property. The

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But she'll be back in a couple of days. I'd go to bed now but I have to stay up and get the teenager in an hour.Still spending lots of time on Facebook, not as much on Twitter.I like these pictures, taken by a co-worker at the 4th Annual Anacortes Art Dash. The heat wave we had last week had passed so the weather was good (at least for those of us not running).This evening it's cooling off

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This picture is from our last visit to the Bay Area - got to play on a Wii. We are heading back down next week to visit the folks. It's been brought up that this may be the last time my dad will know who I am. It's too sad to write about.Watched lightning over the bay last night, parked at the beach with the teenager. Have to take the moments as they come.Our garden is beautiful. Hummingbirds

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"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness."Wow! What a great way to start summer. We went to parades two weeks in a row! The first parade was last Sunday for Seattle Pride. J and I enjoyed the festivities and then had a most

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Ah, our lovely little town. The weather has been warm and sunny with a little breeze and it feels like paradise on our little island. J bought our family a two-person hammock as one of our anniversary gifts and we have enjoyed it, along with the two dogs. Though one dog is not too fond of the other so it doesn't last long that we have them both on at the same time... A hot afternoon, hammock

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The teenager is out so I have access to her laptop.My mother's brother recently died, and he most thoughtfully and generously left each of my mother's daughters a sum of money. I was moved to know that he thought of us. In my mind, I composed a posthumous letter to him, telling him that I always thought well of him, and remembered him as an outspoken, sharp, gruff-voiced man. I remember when he

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Home sick. As opposed to homesick. Queasy. Made a snarky comment to my boss. Inappropriate. Hoping it doesn't make my work life uncomfortable. Sent apologetic e-mail. Sigh. I blame it on a poor filter due to rolling stomach.The above picture was taken at the northwesternmost point of the continental United States, Cape Flattery. Not a flattering picture, but the rose-coloured love lens

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Twitter, Facebook and my many iPhone apps keep me entertained and connected. No plans to eradicate the blog however. I have been without my own computer for a few months which certainly inhibits blog posting, especially since I don't know how to add photos form the iPhone. Posting loads of photos today though. They are in no particluar order but all from our vacation weekend.Last weekend, J

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Still in my Facebook phase. I have "friended" my fifth grade crush, my first boyfriend, my prom date, my sister's first husband and a host of others. And dammit, it feels good! Socially awkward is no barrier on Facebook. I'm an exhibitionist, a voyeur, an eavesdropper, a gossip. I like to connect, to observe, to play, to share. Blog has a place, DAS, but it isn't doing it for me right now. I'll

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Here is a picture J took on her trip to Paris - I mean, Las Vegas.Despite the sunny skies, many of us long to escape to warmer climes. I'm still feeling generally apathetic in life so would rather wait until I get some verve before I go on a trip for fun. Hate to waste a warm sunny place feeling grey inside. Started a new medication and am now on the "wait and see" or "wait and feel" plan. The

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I spend a lot of time on my iPhone, with very little of that time using it as a telephone. I have started downloading applications: games, gadgets, news. Even J is addicted to one of them games (reMovem) and missed my iPhone when she had to wait at the airport last week. My most used apps are a couple of the games, Facebook and Twitter. I'm still a major newbie on Twitter, so am not yet using it

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Happy Valentine's Day!It may be a commercially sponsored reminder of our relationship shortcomings (not being in one, not "coming through" gift-wise, cultural pressure to perform) but since I am currently in a bliss-functional relationship I say HAPPY Valentine's day.J returned from a business with pleasure trip to Las Vegas. I felt envious and jealous for no good reason (okay, it may have been

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I haven't been spending much time on the blog. A few reasons:1) using the iPhone and don't know how to - or if -I can load pictures to the blog.2) using Facebook - I like interaction! I don't really want to just talk to myself. Although the blog is good if I have a lot to say.3) who reads it besides J D T and possibly R? J D & R are on Facebook. T - sign up on facebook! You have lots of

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Today marks the eight month anniversary for me and my sweetheart. Eight months of loving and it keeps getting better.The skies turned sunny earlier in the week and J took advantage of the weather to do some work in the garden. Unfortunately her back was still in winter mode and she tweaked it. She is now off for a week and restricted from most of her usual activities. It will be a test for her as

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One of the best gifts we got this holiday was a pair of marshmallow spitters - pipes modified to blow marshmallows. Lots o' laughs and not much chance of putting an eye out with a mini-marshmallow.Living without another adult for the past 13 years has let me develop a lot of my own idiosyncrasies about how things "should" be at home. Some of my preferences are based on efficiency; some are based

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As I posted on my Facebook status, I'm dreaming about bridges, which means my brain is dealing with transitions once again. Even when I've thought it's over, it ain't over. I fell again - and it's not a bad thing, just unexpected. I think the last time was preparation for this time. Okay, all the other times were leading to this - just like the job I have. Let me elaborate on that job thing. In

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That's 'mi holding Dash, two weeks old. I love the little babies! We've had a few at the City since I've started there. Of course some of them are no longer babies. Allison, Jacob, Emmett, Grace, Ryker, Owen - to name a few. I love to play with names - I was picking out baby names long before I ever thought of actually having one. I would pick out new names for myself as far back as first grade.

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The weather cleared and all forces came together, making it possible for the teenager to finally receive her Christmas present from cousin TJ and 'mi. She was surprised and, as shown above, quite happy with it.We all went to neice Sydney's second birthday party yesterday, then to see "Milk" at the Egyptian Theatre on Capitol Hill in Seattle. A very good movie and the events were ones I had been

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Happy New Year!

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