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Last night I saw an ad on TV for Peoples, Canada's Diamond Store since 1919. They offered Hello Kitty jewellry from CAD$195-$1195 but it was the pink and white sapphire pendant for CAD$495 that caught my attention. ( It looks so familiar because . . . . )Current Mood:  satisfied Current Music: winter wind and wind chimes
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Back in Grade Four, at age nine, I started proofreading my friend's school reports. I continued proofreading over the years: yearbooks, advertising, newsletters, insurance policies, insurance policy pages, teaching materials, class notes, instructions, software documentation and hopefully soon, medical reports. Especially doing my course I am really in proofreading mode--if only I could catch all of my own mistakes. Last week something reminded me how silly this obsession really is.
Most people know I will absolutely break the chain if they send me a chain letter but I don't mind getting some of them. The last one I received captured my attention. It was a petition for MADD and many of the petition signers added details of the passing of a loved one killed by a drunk driver. While perusing the comments I noticed an error in the numeric sequence. Uh oh.
I could barely believe it but I was tempted to correct the error. Thankfully it began at number 823 and the petition included over 1,400 signatures. Whew. Nah. That would really be crazy. Thank goodness I didn't try to set things right because some genius who added their name to the end of the list before hitting "forward" skipped 100 numbers, going from 900 directly to 1,000.
Hi, my name is Nancy and I'm a recovering perfectionist on the path to wellness.Current Mood:  amused
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Not long until Bear and my father arrive. So much to do. How can one be so busy and accomplish so little? @.@
( Read more... )Current Mood:  content
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Monkey, my funny honey, just loves anything I do or make--it's so good for my ego. Any time I show him a finished project, he scans his office to see where he can put it, even this purple ruffled, lovey-dovey, hearts and flowers pillow. He is a keeper, but I still wouldn't let him put the pillow in his office; it's on a rocking chair in the living room so we both can see it. It brings back so many memories of our early life together.
The front is an ancient piece of embroidery I did when I was young, newly wed, childless, unemployed and hardly knew anyone after our move to Silicon Valley, California in 1981. The "newly wed" explains the high glucose content of the message. I still love the texture of all the different fibers used to work the various stitches.
( Click here for pics of recent projects. )
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In no particular order but to be completed by mid-December of this year: ( My short list. )
And by November birthday season next year: ( An even shorter list here. )
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Yesterday it was Hubby's birthday and today it's my turn. We have opted for two days of hot from the oven fudgey brownies smothered with melting vanilla ice cream. *shlurp*
It turns out I share my birthday with some pretty cool people but my favourites are:
~ Claude Monet, a painter you might have heard of--Water Lillies
~ Astrid Lindgren, a writer you might have heard of--Pippi Longstocking
~ Johann Georg Leopold Mozart, a composer, conductor, teacher, and violinist whose son and student you may have heard of--Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
~ Frederick Banting, a Canadian scientist and Nobel laureate you might have heard of--discovered insulin
~ Sherwood Schwartz, a television producer you might have heard of--It's About Time, The Brady Bunch and Gilligan's Island to name but a few; he also wrote the iconic themes to all three programs--yes, I remember some of the song from It's About Time.
( Other fun birthday related facts here. )Current Mood:  cheerful
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This is how it starts: I choose the recipes I want to make, weigh the fruit, count my jars and lids, make a shopping list, and begin chopping.

( But the best part is the finished product. )
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As a "mature" student, I find I need to take frequent breaks. Sometimes it's LJ or Facebook, and when I feel masochistic, I punish myself learn a little bit about Excel 2007. Just when I think I understand a concept in Excel it laughs in my face. As a reward I learn about play with my iMac; it is so easy and fun to use. And beautiful. And elegant.
I just love my iMac!
I choose an app to explore and watch the tutorials. What was I thinking? I have now added even more projects to my to-do list. The upside is that I now think I might be able to build our own company's website with iWeb. When I showed Monkey and he realized we won't have to pay to have it done, he felt re-energized; this has spurred him on in his pet project.
I've moved thousands of photos to the iMac and want to organize them there--so many nice features. That's not going to be a small time commitment but my photos give me great joy so it will be a labour of love. What I'd really like to do in scan in some old photos: when all of us were babies, Monkey's life in Sudan, my garden's former glory . . .
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I've been making copies of the first two seasons of Dexter for friends and looking forward to Season Three beginning on September 28th on Showtime and, in my neck of the woods, on Bell ExpressVu's Movie Central. Supposedly people have already watched the first episode downloaded from the internet but, I don't know--I want to wait for the official start date. Something about the anticipation appeals to me.
Tonight Yesterday I became a fan and joined some groups on Facebook. Then I took this quiz, but typical me, I never like just one set of answers so I took it again.
( Want to take the test? Want to see my answsers? )Current Mood:  excited
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Rewind to June.
Well, I say shoulda, woulda and coulda but I didn't feel I oughta, at least not that day. Unforeseen circumstances made for some huge and very strange changes to our sightseeing plans the whole time I was with Ms. Moonstone in Wales and Ireland but that particular day we were also rushing back to the house to make dinner for two guests. We were already worried about running late and still had to stop at the grocery store so I didn't go back to the china shop and look at this.

Instead I went to the stationary shop. Doh! ( At least it ends well. )
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Zoe is a Great Dane cross. She is by far the sweetest, most gentle of all the dogs we've ever had. One of Serena's nicknames is Devil Dog because she does a Jekyll and Hyde flip. She is best buds with Serena but for some strange reason, she is also the only recipient of her strange attacks and they will now have to be separated. This is Zoe, her neck filled with infected pus, waiting to go to the vet.

( Here is the happy ending. )Current Mood:  relieved
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My wonderful, loving, adoring and adorable Monkey is not romantic in the hearts and flowers sense of the word. I can count on my fingers--and no thumbs--how many times he's brought me flowers in nearly thirty years. He has been known to *gasp* walk through a door without holding it for me. *grumble* Sometimes I wonder if he would remember my birthday so easily if his wasn't the day before mine.
( Four 'Buts' and One 'And' )
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After living in the country all these years, what a surprise to see my first fireflies or lightening bugs tonight! They were buzzing around the old chicken house. This pic shows a green one but the ones we saw glowed reddish-orange and were much brighter than I expected them to be from all the way from the front deck.

Edit:Look what I just found. And filmed in New York!
Current Mood:  surprised
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"Times Skvare" ~ think Eva Gabor, from Green Acres

( Words and pictures here )
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Earlier this month in New York, I snapped this honest man and his sign in the John Lennon memorial section of Central Park, Strawberry Fields; his sign reads:
"Why lie? As I need a beer and love."
x-posted to wtf_signs
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On our second night in New York I don't know what the heck time zone I think I'm in; I've been wide awake since 3:30 a.m. so I decided to write. I have just watched the sky lighten up.
( Our flight and arrival. ) I laid in bed, grinning. In Manhattan.Current Mood:  hungry Current Music: sounds of the city that never sleeps
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