Friday, December 2, 2011
The December 1st Word is Terrene
So, if you are just guessing, this is not for soup which would be a tureen and it is not an ingredient in fast weight loss pills and energy drinks which is taurine and is an amino acid. It's ok if you cheat and look it up. At least by doing that you are taking the time to learn a new word. I love learning new words. It expands our vocabulary and ways to express ourselves. Have fun!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
December 1st, back on track?
I need to get back on track with my diet and excercise program but it has not been easy. Being out of work during the winter when it's cold and gets dark early definitely has an impact on me physiologically. (that's first time I've typed that word!)It would seem I have had mild altercations with the blahs over the last couple of months. Some days I just let them win and other days I have to lock them in the closet so I can get something accomplished. Monday I had a very nice visit with a friend down in Snohomish and really enjoyed my day. Came and home and was able to accomplish quite a bit. Tuesday was a "big chair" kind of day. My big chair is one of those "chair and half" numbers with the almost as big ottoman. My big dog sleeps at my feet on the ottoman and I curl up under a blanket on the chair part. There is plenty of room for both of us. Tuesday was not a good day for conversations either but I ventured into one that I later regretted. Enough said. Wednesday I had a job interview for a position that I was sure would not be right for me and would be too far away and I had all but written it off but decided to talk with the man anyhow. I'm now glad that I did. I ended up spending an hour and 45 minutes with the man and if I can come to terms with the distance, could probably go to work for him. He and I will both be ready to make a decision by the end of the month so we'll see where that leads. Today I drove to the same place, during the heavy commute time, to see if I was willing to deal with the drive. It wasn't horrible, it took an hour and 5 minutes (without stopping for coffee), so I'm probably looking at and hour and 15. That's quite a trip for 33 miles and working 8 to 5. And the hours are not flexible. Alot to consider. When I got back I curled up in the big chair again and hung out watching tv and dozing off an on until almost noon. I know huh? Not being lazy though. I didn't sleep well last night. I kept waking up because 1)I was too hot, 2) I think I was snoring, 3) Hilo's legs keep spazzing out when he sleeps and it wakes me up, and 4)I was extremely thirsty. I went downstairs and brought up water and woke up twice to drink it. Very odd night. Then later today I went with Jim to the doctor and back. So, here we are. Not yet at the end of the first day of December and wondering what the month will bring for me. Film at 11:00 I guess.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
The significance of an hour
When you went to bed last night did you reset all the clocks in the house? I set some of them, not all and there are a couple that I don't know how to set so I'll let Jim do that. What can you do with an extra hour? Sleep longer. Write more. Spend more time on the computer. I noticed that the sun was up this morning at 7:00/8:00 when Jim came home from work. That was nice not to wake up to darkness. Since I'm not working it doesn't really affect me in any distinct way. I did notice on Facebook today that many people actually took advantage of that extra hour to do more chores and fit in more stuff. What did I do today? Spent about an hour on the computer, spent about 6 hours watching tv and snuggling with my animals and took a long hot bath. The significance of an hour for me? More time and opportunity to fit something in for me. That was awesome.
For my animals however, the signifance of a time change is nothing. Zippo. They were hungry at 5:00 because their bodies told them it was dinner time. And they were right.
For my animals however, the signifance of a time change is nothing. Zippo. They were hungry at 5:00 because their bodies told them it was dinner time. And they were right.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Skimmer story teaser, here's another tidbit
Prologue
Ben closed the door to the cabin quietly. He did not want to wake Dani just yet. It was just past 4:00 am and the air was cold and damp. He was still a little weak from the dive and was not used to breathing air that was so cold. He had lungs that were larger and stronger than most individuals and that is why he was chosen to be a Diver however, the air on his home world was much drier and warmer than this. In the region that he lived in, the temperature stayed an even 80-90 degrees all year.
They had stayed in a small cabin not far from the shores of Lake Crescent. It was unfortunate that the deepest part of the lake was not closer to the end that they now needed to travel to or there would have been no need for a cabin for the night. Looking out over the crystal clear water, he saw their destination. It was a large lodge style cabin on the other side of the lake. Smoke was drifting out from the chimney so he knew their host would already be up, preparing for their visit. He walked to the shore to see if the canoe that was promised would be there waiting. It was tied up to a small dock. Upon reaching the end of the dock and inspecting the canoe for the appropriate gear and supplies, he spied a note attached to one of the paddles. It was from Rob, their soon to be host. “I hope your accommodations were acceptable. I am certain they are not what you are used to but it was the best that I could do on short notice. Please make sure you leave nothing behind in the cabin. There can be no evidence of your presence. Do not tell Dani about me or the archives until I have had a chance to speak with her. I will explain everything to her in due time. You must be on the water before the sun breaks so as to avoid detection. I will see you soon. Robert”. Ben had met Rob on one of his previous visits but then he had come alone unencumbered by a novice diver like Dani. They had been introduced by another Archive Caretaker when Ben had completed a dive to Lake Chelan. Lake Crescent was the closest freshwater lake to where the Olympic branch of the NW Archives were housed. Robert’s predecessors had built the Archive building in an underground vault that could withstand the worst of catastrophes. It was completely hidden from any curious and prying eyes in the rain forest, just beyond the lodge.
It was time to wake up Dani and get moving. She still had no idea what future lay in store for her. Ben was more than happy to let Rob tell her that she would be staying here, on Earth, and not returning to the place that she had come to know as home.
SKIMMER
There are people in this world who refer to them as skipping rocks, skipping stones, and skimming stones. For the purpose of this book, we will call them skimming stones and the person who throws them is a “Skimmer”.
Chapter 1
Simon and Steven were always competing. Since they were children they tried to best each other at everything. They finally came to the conclusion that they were pretty evenly matched at most things with one exception. Simon could skim stones across a body of water like nobody’s business. He had tried for a very long time to beat the standing record of 51 which had stood for 120 years. The name of Mr. Byers would be on the Guiness World Record book until someone came along and set a new one. Simon was determined to find the perfect stone that would accomplish that feat. Unfortunately, you can only throw the perfect stone once. Then you have to throw another one that you think is perfect and keep going until you are able to accomplish your goal. Steven would typically get pretty bored watching Simon pitching stones into any lake they seemed to be able to find so as was his way, he would think of ways that this skimming thing could make money and be fun.
Ben closed the door to the cabin quietly. He did not want to wake Dani just yet. It was just past 4:00 am and the air was cold and damp. He was still a little weak from the dive and was not used to breathing air that was so cold. He had lungs that were larger and stronger than most individuals and that is why he was chosen to be a Diver however, the air on his home world was much drier and warmer than this. In the region that he lived in, the temperature stayed an even 80-90 degrees all year.
They had stayed in a small cabin not far from the shores of Lake Crescent. It was unfortunate that the deepest part of the lake was not closer to the end that they now needed to travel to or there would have been no need for a cabin for the night. Looking out over the crystal clear water, he saw their destination. It was a large lodge style cabin on the other side of the lake. Smoke was drifting out from the chimney so he knew their host would already be up, preparing for their visit. He walked to the shore to see if the canoe that was promised would be there waiting. It was tied up to a small dock. Upon reaching the end of the dock and inspecting the canoe for the appropriate gear and supplies, he spied a note attached to one of the paddles. It was from Rob, their soon to be host. “I hope your accommodations were acceptable. I am certain they are not what you are used to but it was the best that I could do on short notice. Please make sure you leave nothing behind in the cabin. There can be no evidence of your presence. Do not tell Dani about me or the archives until I have had a chance to speak with her. I will explain everything to her in due time. You must be on the water before the sun breaks so as to avoid detection. I will see you soon. Robert”. Ben had met Rob on one of his previous visits but then he had come alone unencumbered by a novice diver like Dani. They had been introduced by another Archive Caretaker when Ben had completed a dive to Lake Chelan. Lake Crescent was the closest freshwater lake to where the Olympic branch of the NW Archives were housed. Robert’s predecessors had built the Archive building in an underground vault that could withstand the worst of catastrophes. It was completely hidden from any curious and prying eyes in the rain forest, just beyond the lodge.
It was time to wake up Dani and get moving. She still had no idea what future lay in store for her. Ben was more than happy to let Rob tell her that she would be staying here, on Earth, and not returning to the place that she had come to know as home.
SKIMMER
There are people in this world who refer to them as skipping rocks, skipping stones, and skimming stones. For the purpose of this book, we will call them skimming stones and the person who throws them is a “Skimmer”.
Chapter 1
Simon and Steven were always competing. Since they were children they tried to best each other at everything. They finally came to the conclusion that they were pretty evenly matched at most things with one exception. Simon could skim stones across a body of water like nobody’s business. He had tried for a very long time to beat the standing record of 51 which had stood for 120 years. The name of Mr. Byers would be on the Guiness World Record book until someone came along and set a new one. Simon was determined to find the perfect stone that would accomplish that feat. Unfortunately, you can only throw the perfect stone once. Then you have to throw another one that you think is perfect and keep going until you are able to accomplish your goal. Steven would typically get pretty bored watching Simon pitching stones into any lake they seemed to be able to find so as was his way, he would think of ways that this skimming thing could make money and be fun.
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