just got my own bac!

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

point taken, ne. thanks for that.

(wasn't it you who once upon a time was reading lamott? i swear i remember you writing about her memoir.)

[Bruunhilde]

just got my own bac!

Hey Roo, I will participate in our usual fun, life embracing conversations about life and health here on your campfire thread.

I will continue to ignore anything that offends me, as I've learned to do in many areas of my life - except men! And chicks with

[LadyLush]

just got my own bac!

Rudy!

In the mail today I got a flyer for a workshop: "Mistake-free Grammar & Proofreading". I just got the mail!

Dallas- January 20th!
Also in your city DG, on the 14th of February.

What's crazy is I have been looking for classes to freshen up (or learn) since I have met you, and now of course SJM! I thank you for that!

It's funny, I never thought I'd gain so much from here, let alone sobriety.
So very, very much that goes without saying.:l

I know I have already made mistakes in this post.
I have no problem with corrections!

I am really, really excited!

LL:hug:

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

yayyy, gals! so nice to hear from you! love it!

lushie, cool! you remind me, that time i went to the shrink and realized at the end of our session that i really didn't need him right then, i found a flyer on the wall for an improv acting workshop -affordable and local- that i would have really-fun taking. it's not until january, so i still have time to sign up. thank you so much for putting that back in my mind!

please let me know how your workshop goes, and do educate me on the stuff i get wrong when i post. you know i want to know.

bruun, it's really important that we work at not being offended, isn't it? but it ain't easy! just today i accidentally called a student a 'barbarian'. i didn't say 'you're acting like a barbarian', i flat out called her one (because she is one). (she's that same girl whose noise knocked me into the wall yesterday in the hallway.) i find her so offensive, and i can't seem to get past it sometimes. ergh. good thing i already have tenure.

suppose i oughta get to sleep. night all. stay warm by your respective fires.

xo rudy

(and lushie, i know i didn't spot a single mistake in your post.)

[LadyLush]

just got my own bac!

Yippee!

I never mean to offend and I apologize. I never meant for your thread to be affected in any way.

Rudy my sister is in Connecticut and just got her electricity back on. I hope you are okay and warm. She was without for 4 days.

And last get this: I am going to a counselor and this week he gave me back my co-pay ( I had overpaid) and told me to call him if I need him. WTF?

We do know how to fool people don't we?

Thanks Rudy,

Sleep well!

LL

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

reggie! it was really, really, really nice to read your words! thank you so much for telling me that, and for sharing such an awesome video. my son and i just watched it, and he said:

'is that real?'
me: yes!
g: do the sharks like being touched like that?
me: i think so. do you think so?
g: i don't know.
at the end of the video, he said: 'is he still alive?'
me: yep!

he wants to see another good video, so if you have any, please share.

be sure your daughter sees this one (or maybe she already has):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gjK4DrDGcWY[/video]]Macaco. MUNDO ROTO - YouTube

(have you watched any of the videos i post? do you like them? i think once you said you did...)

now i'm off to remind myself who is modigliani. thanks for the inspiration! and thanks again for your thoughtful words. it's people like you who make it easy for me to post.

(i can't believe your daughter doesn't find jaws terribly scary! i couldn't even watch it!)

happy saturday!

love,
rudy

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

lushie!

no worries, love. you didn't do anything wrong. i think we're all a bit shaken and stirred by that latest snaffu, but it's okay to move on now and ride the peaceful waves of sharing and caring.

thanks for asking, and the good news is that i never lost power (guess i reported that at least twice!), and my furnace seems to be limping along. it makes a loud hum when it kicks on, but so far i smell no electrical smoke, so i think my house will remain standing.

when will you visit your sister in connecticut? huh, huh...? i am very close to there, especially if she's in the western part of the state...

so funny about your counselor! ha ha ha! he gave you your money back and, basically, told you you don't need him! just like mine did (minus the money back). i don't think we're fooling them, i think we're pretty much a-okay!

hope you're having a sunny, cool day with your loved ones!

abrazos,
rudy

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

here's a beautiful one (i learned it from almodovar's 'talk to her', a captivating film about a female matador and a ballerina in a coma)...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-CsA1CcA4Z8[/video]]Caetano Veloso Cucurrucucu Paloma Hable Con Ella - YouTube

'they say that in the nights you'll no longer drown in pure crying'

'paloma' is 'dove'. the song makes me want to pick up my cello again, which i learned how to play when my son was in my belly, as i knew the sound and vibrations would be good for his developing mind and soul (as well as my own).

'talk to her', as do so many of almodovar's films, articulately and poignantly unfolds the intricacies and depth of love and obsession. god he's a genius! the video will give you an idea.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

ha ha ha! that's too funny: they have a whole undies thread over in gd! see, we are just the same (reference to some chatting on bruun's thread a couple of weeks ago), not that i ever doubted it. (can't say i know the gist of that thread, but it's cool to see it there, top of the list.)

so, my gentle-viewing-with-son backfired this evening. we settled in for some fine black adder, starring rowan atkinson, of mr bean fame. it was the only thing i ever watched with my ex hub that we both enjoyed (his choices were usually old japanese warrior films ~ yawn). i am usually pretty careful about what i let him watch (for example, 'back at the barnyard' is out, since its humor relies on the expense of others), but this time i had forgotten how gruesome and off-color black adder can be. just as i was tripping along merrily in musement over how wonderful it is to have dialogue drive the jokes, with the tapestry of the english countryside as the backdrop, a man is about to steal a horse, and the black adder slices his head off with a sword. he stoops and picks it up, and we see a bloody face and stringy red neck hanging out of a helmet. that was probably the scariest thing my son has ever seen! ouch.

so we raced over to 'phineas and ferb' to erase the bad feelings, and the latest evil scheme of professor dufenschmirtz involved human heads preserved in jars. ouch again, but not really: it was a quick and cartoony image, so it was not nearly as terrorizing.

we had a beautiful day with sis and cuz, and i shall retire early with a book.

nitey nite, all.

rudy

[Doggygirl]

just got my own bac!

rudyb, your posts always have a peaceful zen quality to them, even when you are talking about someone getting their head sliced off! :H sounds like you are having a nice weekend.

oh how i hope i get to take a class someday from someone named professor dufenschmirtz! that would be so much fun!

hello to mom also!

dg

[Doggygirl]

just got my own bac!

they have a whole undies thread over in gd! see, we are just the same

:H i think that is the australian and friends thread!!! indeed there are many plays on words and humorous things all over the forum. i truly don't understand why people get their undies in a knot, if they are wearing them. we are just the same - all of us. on the journey trying to get free from the grip of al. it feels so uncomfortable sometimes when all the criticisms start flying. may the one in the glass house please throw the first stone.

dg

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

dg, there are so many glass houses, who would be the first?!* (my house certainly feels like glass; it's so drafty in here. the horse hair is not doing any tricks to keep this place warm!)

and i think you would have fun with prof dufe. he's always up to something evil with his you-name-it-enators. the one who has all the success thwarting his evil plans is none other than perry the platypus! i bet you'd make him a great assistant.

yep, it gets pretty uncomfy sometimes around here, but as i see in 'phineas and ferb', good does prevail, and so it shall.

onward and upward!

happy sunday to all. i myself will be gathering hoardes of kindling, and clearing some space in my drafty domicile. a woman's work is never done!

love you guys! (hey, where's bruun?!)

rudy

* i take that back: i don't imagine many glass houses at all; i think we're mostly pretty solid, kind folks around here. and most of us make pretty towers with stones, we don't throw them.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

i'm dancing around and cleaning with my 44 (!) pound imp, and here's what we're listening to:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZB9wtZqWlA[/video]]Melanie Fiona - You Stop My Heart - YouTube

god this is a good one!!! makes me take little gulps from my heart that sits high in my chest.

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

sometimes i feel like a captive in my own home. you all know why: i don't have any time to myself! this has to be temporary, or i'll lose my mind! really, please give me your infinite good energy for a speedy divorce; tomorrow's day in court could be precipitive, so send for that!

since you asked, doggy girl (albeit on bruun's thread), today i am up to lots of chores that have turned into a bit of fun. start with this morning, and the cluttered countertops and mountained dishes staring me down for the third day. it was awfully quiet in that kitchen, so on went some music. i put the ipod on shuffle to include all of my songs, and heard some old tunes that i forgot i love. like that melanie fiona one, and this one:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Jg5LQ4S-RI[/video]]CHAMBAO-As de corazones - YouTube

i kinda forgot about chambao for a while, but they really do have a very soothing sound (more of that spanish gypsy stuff). the video shows a series of lovely paintings of women.

the music got us going, and in between dancing and leg presses with him on my back, my son and i went to town on the house. g sprayed the bad spots, then mopped, and i did everything else, which was a lot. through all of that we made french toast which was divine: dried out sprouted wheat cinnamon raisin bread, soaked thoroughly (that's key) in eggs, milk, vanilla, and salt, cooked to perfection in a cast iron skillet.

'mamma, did you burn it?'
'no'
'then what's that black stuff?'
'it's not black, it's dark brown.'

it really wasn't burned. on top, we put vermont maple syrup that we got at the sugarhouse where it was made, with nana (sjm), in her town. she bought a gallon, and gave me a quart of hers (mom's always so generous!). we keep it in one of those fancy mason jars. i didn't think i was hungry (as usual), but when i took a taste, i didn't stop! !era muuuy rico!

then, while arranging things more sensibly on the counters, just as my son was saying he wanted to invent a recipe (he wun't done cookin'!), i came upon some platanos (plantains) that had gotten over-ripe. i meant to make tostones with them (those are the double-fried, salty, pressed kind that you make when the plantain is still green), but now i had to use them maduro (ripe). they were too soft for 'maduros' (the fried ripe and therefore sweet plantains), so here's what we invented:

plantain ummm... gosh, i reallize i need a descriptive name for this... plantain surprise? no, too default. plantain torte! yes, that'll do! here's the gist: one large mashed plantain (the other wasn't quite ripe enough; was still in plantain purgatory) pureed with two eggs, some salt and vanilla. thrown in at the end: a handful of raisins, two of walnuts, a bunch of melted butter (which could've been pureed at the start, but i didn't think of it), and some stale french bread (from g's party, actually) that we pounded in a plastic bag with a large wooden spoon. all of that we cooked slowly on the stovetop in, you guessed it, a cast iron skillet. wowza! it's pretty darn tasty, and good for you, too! only a tad sweet. my sister liked it, and so did muh boy. later it will be enhanced into a desert, with some of her fresh, local honey atop. cool, huh?

i think i've told this before, but it's illustrative, so i'll tell it again. my ex hub used to criticize me for never writing down all these invented things i do, but i told him to bugger off, as mostly always my shit tastes good! (you should've tasted those cookies i made 'round pregnancy time!) (btw, my license plate's first letters are 'fmx', which i made into an acronym to remember it by: fuck my ex.)

when g's cuz finally got here, we went outside to swing and play. well i'll be damned if a wasp didn't come and sting my son on the tip of his pointer finger! screeching and owing did pierce my ears! when courage came back to go outside again, the boys and i went foraging for kindling, all the way up the driveway to the dojo, where there are a lot of sticks! we filled the whole giant wagon cart, made extra big by some clever stick-extender-placements curtesy (how the hell do you spell that?!) of the genius of yours truly. up there is also a mound of boulders, which inspired a game of 'rock climbers', involving slide-jumps and slide-stops, and special names. i was 'firestress' (not as in stress, but like a songstress). i think this occasion i only once marveled at how nice it was that i wasn't drinking or even thinking about alcohol. maybe it's becoming a distant memory...

gotta feed firebomb and firesword. might be back...

[RudyB]

just got my own bac!

when my son got stung, he asked, 'why did it do that? did i do something wrong?' 'no, of course not,' i told him, 'wasps are just mean, and sting for no reason.' a few moments later, he said, 'i didn't do anything to it, right?' sooo cute. such an inborn sense of justice, and such deep compassion!