Gotta Stop Doing List

Send me your gotta stop doing list! I'm make a book and we'll all be infamous. ... LOL. No seriously. Don't you have lists (from new years resolutions or birthday resolutions?). . . send 'em my way!

Autumn in Ohio

It can be magical, autumn in Ohio, that is. Today is a mix. Windy, rained last night and pulled all the lovely leaves directly into my yard. Looking out I see mainly, Bare Trees (love that Fleetwood Mac album by the way). Chaos too.

Puppy was on a tear today. Dirt everywhere on the deck, tracked into my house through both back doors. Then she came in and grabbed the toilet paper roll and flew through the house with it. . .Babie, Babie can't ya hear my heart beat, You're the one I love. What a great puppy Babie is (airdale terrier) and she is a trip mostly. Gotta love a puppy. ...even one with the energy of a newly rested platoon.

So now she's out like a broken light bulb and I need to clean up after her. . .She wears the bigger dog out. Seems mostly, Scraps tries to get away from her razor teeth. Land-shark is her other name. LOL.

I wish, wish, wish I had her energy or her creativity. Ha! Now I'm preoccupied and can't really get a blog-stream of mind going, so I'm gonna go!

Veterans Remembered

I grew up with Vets. I did not remember them yesterday or sunday as I should but here goes. My step-father was a Korean Vet. Hat's off to a man that had to lie about his young age to enlist. He was forever changed by his tour of duty.

My Uncle Lloyd is a vet of WWII. He is a proud vet, one who still serves daily on the funeral circuit with other senior vets to honor those fallen. He was forever changed and will not talk about his experience on Normandy Beach.

One of my first loves was a Vietnam Vet. He came back broken and forever changed. His brute physicality was destroyed, many many bones and his spirit as well. He struggled through depression, alcoholism (still does) but tries to live as best he can, my heart goes out to you Mike.

Then there is Christopher & Travis, cousins who recently served in the Middle East. We have prayed many prayers. My neighbors son Jason flies, another friend, Keith a refueler pilot. Both safe now.

There are others but my point being, there is not a family in this country that has not been forever changed by war. The price we pay for being the greatest country in the world.

I have traveled abroad. I know how lucky we are. I have landed from being abroad and clapped along with my fellow travelers. So so happy to be home, to know when we got off the plane that the country we were coming home to, though flawed, is still free from so much, which other countries in this world are not.

Free speech, freedom of religion, women walk freely without worry of beating for having her head uncovered or because she is not in the company of a male, freedome of expression, free to read or watch whatever we want.

If you still have doubt, READ. READ the expanse wealth of literature out there that tells us, from personal experience, just how lucky we in the US are.

We have never lived through the Cultural Revolution as the Chinese have. Read memoirs from Iran, Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan. We are blessed. I will give you an amazing list!

Hats of to our men and women SERVING THIS COUNTRY TO ENSURE OUR FREEDOMS!!

Veterans Day Celebrated

What a day. ..sunny, raining (sometimes when sun is not out obviously). . . feel pretty good about the day but am torn. Do I read, do I write, do I take the dogs for a walk, or do I work on stuff that will provide me with another dollar or two??? Hummmm.

Well, first I should make a to-do list. Love this "To do List" book. What a great idea. I should have people send me their lists of things "they want to stop doing". . .That would be even more novel. . . Say like 'this week I have to stop shoplifting', or 'yelling at my kids', or even better 'stop masturbating while driving as it can be dangerous'. Ha!

What is on your 'Must Stop Doing List?"

I recently started watching "Live with Regis and Kelly" while I do work. . . that should definitely do on my 'Stop Doing List' 'cause it makes me feel like I'm morphing into my mother, bless her soul. Loved her, but don't want to be her kind of thing.

Right now as I write I have one eye out on my deck watching the puppy digging up an planter and other other is on my monitor while I listen to my older dog eating his dinner from last night. Wow, I should turn on the radio.

Someone asked me the other night (the chick I was talking literature to) and asked me when I was going to start my novel. I'm pretty unimaginative so am worried it would be a big snooze. Wouldn't that be a comfidence smasher. Put all that work and sweat into a novel that no one would read. Would not be the first one though. . . Maybe I should write a how-to novel instead. How to write a novel no one will read. Put your heart and soul into it. Reveal all your family's deep dark secrets and then 'wham!' rejected.

Sorry. I'm rambling, but this is my blog and i'm allowed.

I love the show Dexter (and love, love, love the books!) what does that say about me? Twisted, sure. Sick, probably. Bored, definitely. Gotta get a thrill someplace.

Chopin, now I want some Chopin. Probably already have some but it was featured in last night's episode of Dexter and am going to have to do a rewind to see what piece Debborah was listening to at the gym. It was divine.

Wow, not a big NFL fan but last night's Charger's game against the Colts was heart attack material. My departed step-father's doctor would definitely have worned Dad away from that one. Poor Payton Manning, he sucked and he never sucks (or so I've heard).

Hum. Lunch time. Bye!

stuff

Hi - Well, I've been gone for a while. . .and that is because I forgot what was important to me. I love the environment and I love how people take care of them selves but I'm not sure that is necessarily what I need to talk about to heal me. . . and you know blog SHOULD BE therapeutic for the writer. . . . Don't you think. . . ???? Well, whatever the reason, and by the way I am trashed right now and earlier this evening spent considerable time discusssing literature with a woman I found fascinating. 'Well, interesting, at least 'cause she shared my interest in reading.

So my so mundane point is, let's get real. Mostly I hate everbody and love everbody all at the same time. A contradiction. So what, it's how I feel. You miserable shits just forget that we are all in this together. We want so much, and will settle for so little. A smile, an affirmation, an nod, a wave from an adjacent car to let us in. . .and that is it. We are happy. We have a good day.

Why, oh, why is that so hard to accomplish on a daily basis . . .. because I truly believe we as humans want to little to get by. . . .