Keep scrolling down & take a look for some Halloween fun!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Keep scrolling down & take a look for some Halloween fun!
That's the first thing I notice
about Fall's arrival,
usually before the calendar's announcement.
Mother Nature chooses when seasons come & go.
Crickets chirping in the daylight.
Birds coming back to the feeder.
Deer on the move.
Less street traffic during.
Less coming & going.
Children at school, no playing noises.
Breezes blowing dried leaves along the side walks.
And that's what catches my attention.
Then I realize...
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
It's just so hard getting into a particular season or holiday spirit when you're breaking a sweat standing still!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
While up at our weekend place, I worked on this scarf some more and continued writing my "Vines" story which I started over this Summer.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Sorry for the crappy photo. I had to take this with my cell since I've exhausted yet another 4 AA batteries in my camera.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
30 Days of Creativity in September (Day 16): Garden Blogger's Bloom Day, September 2009 (pics & explanation)
While tooling around the internet yesterday, I stumbled upon "Garden Blogger's Bloom Day." While I'm unsure if it was started by Carol at MayDreamsGardens (http://www.maydreamsgardens.com/), the following is from her blog: "...I hope you’ll join us for Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day this month and tell us about what's blooming now in your garden. All are welcome!
It's easy to participate. Just post on your blog about what's blooming in your garden on the 15th of the month and then leave a link in the "Mr. Linky" widget below along with a comment so we can find you and visit your garden to see what you have blooming."
Pictured above is some of what was blooming in my garden as of yesterday, September 15th.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
30 Days of Creativity in September,
but I'm working on it!
(Click on the
"30 Days of Creativity September 2009"
label at the end of this post for Day 11).
Here is yesterday's above,
my new blog header.
(Don't be fooled, this actually took a while to make and after 5 different versions, this is the one I decided I liked best).
The Countdown Begins?
you may be asking yourself (or not).
No, I'm not already counting down to Halloween.
Well, actually I am,
with the widget in the right column,
but that's not it!
This post you are reading right now is # 990.
That's right, post #
nine hundred and ninety!
I'm only 10 posts away from post # 1,000!
I think that's incredible
calls for celebration!
(Once I get there of course).
Sunday, September 13, 2009
I was supposed to be on the 78th floor of World Trade Center Tower 2 that morning. Instead, I was safe at home in my living room. People I would've been working with, my boss (the wonderful man who hired me), gone. People I didn't have a chance to get to know and wish I did.
I called out of my job that morning because I didn't have faith in myself & my abilities and therefore no courage to continue working in Manhattan - no, the job itself wasn't what I wanted to do, but I'd always dreamed of working in NYC, because it was a Beautiful Autumn morning and I just didn't have it in me to go into work. I'd been up for awhile but only turned on the tv just before the 2nd plane hit. They were only reporting Tower 1 was on fire at that point. They didn't know. A few moments later, I watched a plane swoop around the Towers and fly strait into Tower 2. My Tower. My floor. The tv screen went to snow. (I didn't have cable then).
My ex was running around the apartment yelling that he knew it was a terrorist attack. I couldn't speak. I could barely breath. My right hand was clamped over my mouth, my eyes open as wide as I've ever felt them. My left hand was still holding my mug of tea which was now all over the floor & couch. I kept repeating "Oh my God oh my God oh my God" over & over in my mind. I don't remember getting off the couch. I was standing directly in front of the tv.
My ex stood in front of me and said, "You were supposed to be there!" and went about trying to find another channel on the tv.
I backed up to the wall in the hall, my eyes not leaving the tv. Channel 2 was the only channel still able to broadcast on regular tv. (It was the only channel I would have for months). Both Towers had black smoke billowing from them. I slid down to the floor in shock.
Eventually, just before Tower 2 fell, I was able to go find my journal and get back onto the couch. People jumping, falling. When Tower 2 fell, I screamed and was again standing in front of the tv. My soul fell with it. Now the tears came. Gut wrenching sobs. "My GOD, what was happening?!" I screamed.
More people jumping & falling. The Pentagon, attacked. Tower 1 fell. A plane crashed in a field in PA. So many rumors and so much chaos. I wrote it all down in that journal. (Which I no longer have thanks to my ex). I taped my World Trade Center ID in there.
My mother called to literally curse me out (for having wanted to work in Manhattan) and to tell me what a foolish asshole I would be to go back there. Then she started in on how she was in danger too because she worked 2 towns over from Earle Naval Weapons (inland) Station. I hung up on her.
My best friend Kathy called and when I answered, she said, "Oh thank God!" and we cried.
My other best friend Gill worked on Avenue of the America's at that time and I was in a panic because I couldn't reach her. (She was alright, we touched base the next day).
I didn't sleep that whole first night. I couldn't stop watching the coverage, praying survivors would be found. I walked around in a stunned daze for the next couple of weeks. I was glued to the tv or a radio at all times.
I was some place the day after and a woman was on her cell phone, bitching on & on about how unhappy she was with how one of her newly refinished & covered dining chairs had come out. Finally I lost it and yelled at her to take it outside because if that was all she was worried about with what had happened the day before, she'd be lucky I didn't shove her phone up her ass and give her something more important to bitch about. She made me sick. I cannot imagine who she was talking to.
It took me 3 years to begin to wonder less why I was alive & any one of those people wasn't and become truly thankful for being given another chance to make a good life & be a better person to myself as well as to others. (I couldn't for the life of me imagine how I/my life was, worth more in a sense than most who had died - I had no spouse, my daughter had passed 2 years earlier & so I had no dependants, I'd backed out of a high power stock broker job using the excuse that it wasn't what I wanted to do (it wasn't) but in truth I was a coward & had no faith in myself and I hadn't been the best person to myself and others & done some terrible things). The 'why me' & 'survivors guilt' was overwhelming for a very long time.
Since 2004, I have been on a long and sometimes horrendous journey towards healing, emotionally & physically, not just from September 11th, but my life in general. I thank God every day for Victor. Even though I wanted to go at life on my own & was fully prepared emotionally to do so, I wouldn't have made it by myself because of my health and without him, I wouldn't be here typing this now. And though I was getting better slowly physically, emotionally it was taking so much longer. And then my best friend Gill told me about GoodReads. Then I found Chicks on Lit. Then Holli friended me & our bonding pushed my healing forward. Then I found all of you & more Chicks. I now thank God every day for my blogging friends and Chicks!
This morning when I got up, I lit candles on the mantle. Tall red, white & blue prayer candles. Short white candles. The votive I used that week 8 years ago for the candle light vigil around the world. A small wreath decoration from a large wreath saved from a dumpster near Ground Zero.
I went once and stood on the viewing platform next to the Church, its' graveyard down to my right. I felt something on my right arm and waved my left hand over it without looking. I felt what I thought was a strand of my hair blowing across my right forearm and grabbed with my left hand to get it off me. I looked down and realized my hair was braided strait down my back. I groped around for lose strands and didn't have any. That's when I realized it felt like fingers running very lightly & softly up & down my arm from my wrist to my elbow. I whispered, "I'm so sorry" and left. Seeing all of the missing posters and candles had been hard. That was too much.
Never forget 9/11/01. I won't. For their sakes, so they'll know I'm doing something w/the chance I was given.
Friday, September 11, 2009
This morning I put the above together on the mantle, to honor those lost 8 years ago today. For me, this is part of the 30 Days of Creativity in September.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
but it's what I can do
and I feel I must do something,
to let those lost know
I will Not forget.
So I've changed my blog background
will light candles on the mantle,
watch the Memorial ceremonies,
go to see the beams of light in the Towers' footprints.
A day filled with
I was supposed to be
on the 78th floor
World Trade Center Tower 2
I was at home,
safe in my living room.
Where were you
when the world stopped turning?
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Available or married?
Kathy, Brenda, Michelle, Chicks!
Cake or Pie?
Both, prefer cake.
Drink of choice?
AZ Iced Tea (weening myself off), Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer (with ice), Celestial Seasonings Decaf Green Tea
Essential item for every day use?
Uh... my cell
Oranges, pinks, barn red
The town I was born in isn't my hometown. I felt M, NJ was my hometown after having lived there for 12 years. Then we moved here. Now I'm unsure.
Books, yarn, Artful Blogging and Where Women Create magazines, Halloween & Autumn decorations, candles, flowers for my gardens
January or February?
Kids and their names?
One, daughter, Brianna
Life is incomplete without?
Creativity and inspiration
8/21/04, 5/16/05, 5/25/05 (last time was legal)
Number of siblings?
Oranges or apples?
Apples (allergic to oranges)
Phobias and fears?
Heights, trying to have another child, becoming immune to my meds (again)
Quote for the day?
Live your passions
Reason to smile?
Seeing the leaves begin to turn.
Autumn above all, Winter next.
Tag 3 people?
You, you and you!
Unknown fact about me?
I've worked for financial institutions on Wall Street, Avenue of the America's and at The World Trade Center prior to September 11th.
Vegetable you hate?
Quick to get angry & defensive and take things personally
X-rays you’ve had?
Teeth, knees, right elbow, ribs, spine, lower back
Your fave food?
Fresh made not processed.
Gemini or Tarus, depending on the horoscope.
PS~ My 30 days of Creativity in September will be posted soon, up through what ever day I finally get the chance to post them all!
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Saturday, September 05, 2009
Such a gorgeous day! Bascially perfect weather and no recent rain so the river was very calm. I was a little nervous & skeptical at first. I haven't been canoeing since grade school summer camp and that was just in a large pond and when I have to get up at the crack of dawn to do anything, it takes some convincing before I think it's worth it!
We canoed a total of 11 miles which took us roughly 4 1/2 hours with 2 breaks. We packed a cooler w/drinks, snacks and sandwhiches for lunch. It was so peaceful and relaxing! Such a nice time together.
We were beat when we got back home (not apt. home, up north home) and I ended up taking a 2 1/2 hour nap! Vic read & dozed. I zonked out. He woke me so we could head to the local American Legion for dinner - I never thought a meatloaf dinner could be orgasmically good until this evening. The best meatloaf Ever. EVER!
Now we're reading, listening to country music on the radio and the Cicada's grumpy chatter in the trees, the full moon shining in our bedroom window.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Today we're at 'home away from home' just relaxing. Tomorrow it's canoeing on the Deleware. Saturday it's a trip to the Farmer's Market and the yarn shop, then home to refuel the kitties followed by whatever suits our fancy through Monday.
I hope you all enjoy your Labor Day weekend!
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
I'm very flattered, to say the least.
Thank you L!
"This award is to honor certain bloggers that are kindhearted individuals."
Nominate 10 bloggers you feel deserve the Humane Award.
(Stay tuned for my announcement of who, in turn, will receive this award from me).