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Elevating the mundane


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This is a test

I am trying out speech recognition on my iPhone. It actually works remarkably well. This may be useful for my mother who is having trouble texting on her phone.

As per usual, I have not been posting here much. Facebook has been more my speed. Here I feel obligated to use complete sentences, paragraphs even. There I can post even a single word. Hah!

In less than an hour the grand jury verdict will come in from Ferguson Missouri. I don't expect the news to be good and that makes me sad.

I have a lot going on at work right now when really I have very little motivation. I just need to hang on till Wednesday afternoon. The Thanksgiving holiday cannot come soon enough.

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Behind

It's hard to make time for LJ since I can't access it at work. Stupid work. And my neck and shoulders have been sore lately, so I haven't been schlepping my laptop home; even if I did, instead of computing, I've been reading (novels) at night. So, very behind here. Sorry about that. Even though I don't post often, I love reading the posts of those of you who do.

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Goddamned fucking weight.

Goddamned fucking weight LOSS.

Some days it is SO FUCKING HARD to stick to my points. And even when I do it, so what? What then?

You reach the end of the day and there is no reward. No gold star, no prize. Just an empty feeling. HUNGER. And then you wake up in the morning feeling fucking starving, and HAVE TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN? For months or years on end?

Fuck this fucking shit.

No wonder so few people are successful at losing weight. It’s practically impossible.

I don't want to be cranky and sad and HUNGRY all the time.

I want to be a normal person. I want to eat when I'm hungry, stop when I'm full, and not have to think about it all the damn time.

What is WRONG? What is WRONG WITH ME? Can SOMEONE PLEASE FIX IT? Just fix it.

Politics schmolitics
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Marriage Equality Comes to Pennsylvania

It's been a big day here in the extended Phooey clan.

Today's ruling (from a Republican judge appointed by George W. Bush and endorsed by Rick Santorum, no less) means that my beloved nephew's family can have the same recognition and respect as my sons'. It means that hateful, shameful discrimination is no longer written into the laws of our state. It means that, in the words of the judge, "We are a better people than what these laws represent[ed]."

The one good thing about this state-by-state battle has been watching the haters lose over and over and over again, but this should never have been left up to the states. You don't get to legislate away people's rights.

When we marched on Washington in 1987, the goals were almost too simple:

Love shouldn't mean a jail sentence or a death sentence.

I can hardly believe how far we have come.

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Happy anniversary to us

Down in flames 13

PG-13

Popsicle 13

Count to 13

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Thing 3

Tonight we hit the town en famille, dinner at Rosa Blanca (okay but paled by comparison to Chifa, which it replaced) and then The Cat in the Hat at the Arden Theater (very clever staging).

It was almost as much fun to watch #2 enjoy the show as it was to watch the show itself. He particularly appreciated the antics of the titular headwear-sporting feline.

Cat in the Hat

But the image I can't get over is this one of #1:

Thing 3

Where did my little boy go?
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Happy birthday

Happy birthday to pondbluebird! I'm sorry things have been so hard for you lately, and I hope you were able to do something special for yourself today.

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Swatch watches

hopita had a delightful experience with her beloved Swatch recently (it needed repair, and the Swatch store did it fast and free), which got me thinking about Swatches I have known and loved.

My first Swatch was a gift from my father, brought home from some foreign trip or other, back in the days when Swatches were the cool new thing (1983) - stylish yet functional, and priced to sell. Mine was all white with a grid on the face, though no numbers. It was apparently called the Tennis Grid, though I don't recall ever knowing that. I just knew that for once (okay, not once, but it wasn't common AT ALL) I was on trend.

In 1986, I acquired my second Swatch, the aquatic Black Coral. I loved it madly, especially that each side of the strap was a different color.

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Shortly after aquiring that one, I loaned the white one to a girl on my hall at college. Never got it back. Sigh.

But then I got another, called Black Magic, which was solid black with slender golden hands. Quite elegant, as Swatches in the mid-80s went.

Sometimes I'd get creative and swap the straps around. I particularly liked Black Coral worn with the straps from Black Magic. I wore it that way for years, until I fell victim to the siren song of the Indiglo.

I didn't think about Swatches for a long time, until my wrists started getting a little carpal tunnelly, and needed something really soft and flexible. Swatch to the rescue, with their Sparkling Night and its silicone strap. It was the first Swatch I ever had with actual numbers on its face.

Anyway, I like that they are still around after 31 years, and still standing behind their products.
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Facebook follies

The Spousage: Honey, you've only been in Philadelphia for 14 years, but you've been here for 4 out of ten of the all-time worst snowstorms on record!

Me: Don't tell the Republicans, they'll deny global warming.

#2, age 7: What's global warming?

#1, age 9: What's a Republican?

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Me, once upon a time:



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It feels about as odd that I was once so little as it does that my youngest child, my own baby, turned 7 yesterday.



He can be maddening sometimes, mainly in ways I recognize in myself. But he's adorable, and I love him like whoa.

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For that matter, I love all of my guys.



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We are in the midst of yet another snowpocalypse. School was closed at noon, and even my office, which rarely closes, shut down at 2. Of course I was in a meeting and didn't get out of there til 3. But it was awfully pretty once I did:



It was even worth the fall I took crossing Independence Mall to get the shot, instead of walking on the slightly-less-treacherous sidewalk. Although my knee now and then disagrees vociferously.

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It is so tedious that I can't access LJ from work. It's made my infrequent posts here even more so. And I have multiple tabs open of others' posts to which I mean to respond. Maybe I'll have some time for that tomorrow, if it's a snow day for me, too (the school declared at 3 PM). Maybe I'll take the day off, anyway.
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Xmas socks


Blue Q socks_S, originally uploaded by ratphooey.

The only thing I paid retail price for, and it was a gift for myself! Wore them on my first day back to work after the holidays. Hah.