Spring Cleaning of Poetry

Weather in the Tries:
Well, it’s gonna be a bit cooler this week, hi 60w to low-mid 70s, with a chance 35% of us will get wet. Or is that a 35% chance it will rain? Or will we only get 35% of the raindrop? Sammy doesn’t know any better than I do. Oh well, it’s all gonna change anyhow.

Spring Cleaning of Poetry:
I decided to finally tackle the small mountain of papers stacked haphazardly on my desks. Yes, I have two. The one on which my computers sit and the one behind me that collects the overflow. I decided to deal with all those papers (really, it was an organized mess, I pretty much knew what was in each pile) yesterday. And then I became concerned when developers started calling me to inquire about the view property. So I now have no view property and a couple of well-organized piles of paper, most of which will be filed later today. 

All of which is to try to explain why I’m late.

I found a stack of poetry I need to go through and sort. A lot of it seems to deal with Thomas, I may have enough for a real book. Found a snarky one I totally forgot I’d written. Read it to my Sunday Group, and they loved it. 

This morning, I hit the deck running, as they say somewhere, got to my computer and first thing up, was I was asked by an editor to submit a poem! Well, that, obviously had priority. It went out before I’d had more than a couple sips of coffee, and then there was Word Jammin’ I had to connect with to get my tickets to tonight’s show.  Love this zoom program! It’s not an open mic, but four poets and the hostess, reading. High energy. Not the kind of poetry I write, but oh, do I love to watch. I’d say it’s like a Slam on Zoom, but I’ve never been to a poetry slam, so I can’t do that. And it may be way off base.

Another nice thing about Word Jammin’ is they’re on NYC time. Three hours ahead of us! I can watch them, then go to my writing meeting.

And then, just as I finished my first cuppa, my four-legged friend came in and asked for breakfast and a walk. So, we are back, and my second cuppa has been steadily emptying. 

This afternoon, I have my first Team Meeting with End of Life WA. And next week I have my second. I’ve been “assigned” to two different teams of which I live about halfway between them. I need to ‘shadow’ people as part of my training. 

Photos of the Week:
These are the honeysuckles outside my office window. I was going to put them up last week but am glad I didn’t. The lower blossoms, closer to the window I look through, have finished blooming. But, I have photos to look at whenever I want 😉

from the desk of the happy-dancing dog;
my human takes me walking in the sunshine, oh can you see my happy dance/ that’s supposed to be a question mark, but my paws can’t hold the shift key. my human says you can handle that. thank you. and dance your happy dance every day. after all, if you’re looking down at the grass, it’s a good day. besides, as my human says, it will make people wonder what you’ve been smoking, drinking, or eating.

Earworm of the Week:
Would you believe I’ve got Tevya worming his song, If I Were A Richman through my ears. Actually, it’s Topol singing. This clip is from the movie.

Quote of the Week comes from https://www.quotes.net/mquote/31597 and of course, it’s from Fiddler on the Roof:

Perchik:
In this world it is the wealthy who are criminals. 
Someday their wealth will be ours.

Tevye:
That would be nice. 
If they would agree, I would agree.

A Fantabulously Wunnerful Week!

Weather in the Tries:

Would you settle for Sunny and warm to hot? I will. Mostly in the 80s, some 70s. Aaaah, Paradise. The Brave Dog is delighted, and so is his human!

A Fantabulously Wunnerful Week!:

A day late, but Happy Mother’s Day whether you’re a Mom or an Auntie of a Really Good Friend. All women, at sometime and for some time, become Moms. 

I am now a volunteer in training for End-of-Life Washington. As well as an 11th hour volunteer for Heartlinks Hospice. On Friday I “worked” at a Senior Health and Wellness Fair. The lady who set it up asked me to come. She thinks Death Doulas are great people and who am I to argue? Several people came by my table, asked questions, and left with a couple fliers and business cards I put out. Two of the women were retired hospice nurses, so we had slightly longer conversations.

And, of course, there were the people who came by, and decided they didn’t need or want anything to do with the subject. As if discussing Death would hasten his arrival. If they ignore it, it will go away? Alas, Death is not someone/something that will go away when ignored. The motto of End of Life Washington is: “Your Life. Your Death. Your Choice.” Wish I’d thought of it.

By the time I got home, it was ready for the poetry prompt group I belong to. We get two prompts, and time to start writing two poems. Sometimes only one gets written, and sometimes people read an older one. We also have an opportunity to read what we’ve written. It’s a great group, and one of my favorites. Then it was time to see if there was anything new going on in the world. There wasn’t.

I turned on YouTube and in scrolling through some of the music offerings, found an old black and white tape of Van Cliburn – Tchaikovsky Piano Concerto No. 1, B-flat minor. It was taken in Moscow when he won the award. Oh. Em. Gee!!! I was in 9th grade (maybe 10th) and I fell hopelessly in love with him. Van Cliburn, not Tchaikovsky. Anyhow, I think that record album was the first album I ever bought myself. 

 After my discharge from the WAC (Women’s Army Corps) in l969, before the birth of Favorite Daughter, he came to Portland and a friend and I sat in the nosebleed seats and were enthralled by his virtuosity. He started with the National Anthem. Having just come out of the WAC, it took maybe three notes and I was standing and feeling some embarrassed as no one else in the audience was. As I started to re-sit, remembering I was once again a civilian, and a few more notes were played, it dawned on them, and I had company standing. 😉

 (An aside: I tell people one of the main reasons I enlisted was to see a live Bob Hope show. I did. AFTER I came home from the WAC, and before Favorite Daughter made her debut.)

Anyhow, I watched the video Friday night, and again Saturday morning. Never did I think I’d see him play the winning piece in Moscow. His fingers moved so fast they blurred. I read somewhere online (so it must be true, yes?) that from his wrist to his fingertips measured twelve inches. There was something about Van Cliburn that in watching him this weekend, he reminded me of Jerry Lee Lewis. The hair? I don’t know, but I looked it up and nearly fell off the chair when I saw Jerry Lee Lewis is related to Jimmy (Lee) Swaggart! Why, bless my little heart. 

I think I was in fifth grade, possibly fourth, when Mom started taking me to the Portland Symphony. On school nights! We would meet downtown when she got off work, go to Kress five and dime, and eat a hotdog sandwich, then walk several blocks to the symphony hall. I have been so fortunate. I’ve seen Yehudi Menuhin play the violin and got his autograph, Victor Borge (I think I met him, but not sure), and a host of other marvelous musicians whose names I can’t remember at the moment. 

I don’t know if Mom took me because she wanted me to hear “real” music or if it was cheaper to buy me a hotdog and a cheap seat in Symphony Hall than pay a babysitter. I don’t care. I treasure those times. And after rock n roll came out, I’m sure she was very happy I’d been exposed to the classical sound and dumfounded I loved rock n roll. I still love the classics and the HU and everything in between.

Photos of the Week:

Remember a few weeks ago when I posted a picture of Buzz Lightyear? Well, his buddy Woody, finally found him. Woody is not used to rocket speeds, let alone truck speeds, so he’s hanging on for dear life, but at least they are together again.

from the desk of the big chihuahua:

my human says we must have a few new geese here this summer. they seem pretty tame, but if they are in our way when we walk, they hiss at us. they may be taller than me, but i just ignore them and their cute, fluffy babies. but i growls and barks if another dog on a leash comes anywhere near my human. it is my job to protect her, and i take my jobs very much to heart. and every time she leaves me home, she leaves me with a stack of chores to do while she’s gone. it’s hard, sometimes, but she gives me a treat when she gets home and tells me i’m the best dog in the whole world and gives me loves to go with the treats.

Earworm of the Week:

Whadda ya think? Yep, it’s Van Cliburn’s performance in Moscow.

Quote of the Week: From https://www.bookey.app/quote-author/van-cliburn

“Music is for people. The word ‘virtuoso’ literally means
‘ethical hero.’ It doesn’t mean ‘show off.’ ~ Van Cliburn

“Explanation 

“Van Cliburn’s quote, “Music is for people. The word ‘virtuoso’ literally means ‘ethical hero.’ It doesn’t mean ‘show off,'” beautifully captures the essence and purpose of music. Cliburn emphasizes that music is meant to be shared and enjoyed by everyone, rather than being a mere display of technical skill. He draws attention to the true meaning of the term ‘virtuoso,’ which is often misunderstood as someone who flaunts their abilities. Instead, Cliburn suggests that a virtuoso should be seen as an ethical hero, someone who not only possesses exceptional talent but also uses it to serve and inspire others. This quote serves as a gentle reminder that the true essence of music lies in its capacity to touch hearts, uplift souls, and create connections among people.”

 

Muscovy Rise! (I wanna see you fly)

Weather in the Tries: 
Wahoo! it’s gonna go from 56 & wet on Monday to 82 and sunny on Sunday. The sun is going to play peekaboo on Tuesday, then shine all day the rest of the week. I’ve been told it even shines all night, too. Just not on our side of the blue marble of space.

Muscovy Rise! (I wanna see you fly)
It’s been a great week. Every morning when I’ve gotten up, I’ve looked down at the pond. Oh, our pond—it’s filled to where I think it is supposed to be, and it’s delightful. Last year they kept turning it off and it was only half filled.

We have more ducks and geese, and a Muscovy came by tonight (Sunday). I think she’s a hen, photo below. But no babies. We have several cross breeds between Muscovy and Mallard. I think the duck is a she/hen but not sure. I haven’t seen this one before, and except for her eyes, I think s/he is gorgeous. The eyes look like holes, kinda creepy. 

Did I mention last week that one of my poems won Honorable Mention in the Yakima Coffeehouse Poetry competition, and three of my poems have been selected for print in the Shrub-Steppe annual anthology? I will get them recorded and posted soon so you can listen to them if you’re so inclined.

Photos of the Week:
I think she’s about 24 inches long, but not sure. Check out this site for more photos and information. Most of the ducks and geese that summer here are pretty tame. The ganders will hiss at me if they have their babies near and I’m walking by. I always compliment them on their family. Sammy ignores them.

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I want to see her on land. I’m not sure her feet are webbed. At least the Muscovys down south nest in trees…webbed feet might not be all that handy to have?

from the desk of the brave dog;
the sun is coming out in a couple days. the sky is going to quit crying. it’s going to be warm. can you see me do my happy dance/ unfortunately my little paws can’t type the shift key and a letter so you get no caps. unless i put everything in total caps and my human says that’s like yelling and is impolite. happy, happy, happy dance.

Quote from Dune, Part 2:

“You cannot see the future without seeing the past.”
~ Lady Jessica, Reverend Mother

Spring Has Sprung!

Weather in the Tries:
Today our high will be 60F with wind and maybe some sprinkles with Grandfather Sun on schedule to appear around 5pm. The temps will mostly be in the 60s during the days and in the 40s during the darkness time. Also, mostly cloudy with now and again chances of wetting. Sammy hates getting wet. At least his hair doesn’t curl and frizz!

Spring Has Sprung!  
Our winds come, primarily, from the south and west. They bring a delightful mixture of fertilizers from the farms, dust—also from the farms, and pollens and seeds from the world. And we do get our share of winds, and then some. The shrubs and trees are blooming, the geese have their first hatchlings they so proudly parade around the area. I admit, I love the flowers (ah-choo) and love the baby geeselings and ducklings. 

The good thing about our web-footed friends is they eat all the ‘yard bugs’ and larva for same. We have few bugs outside. The bad thing about them is what goes in, comes out, and the enthusiastic way of gossiping. No quiet whispers of ‘shhhh, don’t tell, but have you noticed Mabel…?’ Nope, they just belt it out, all caps and loud. Starting when the sun opens an eye to start shining on us.

I presented some information at our Reflection Café (a discussion group with different topics each time we meet) on how/why I became a Death Doula. It is a very safe place to talk about just about anything, and the group seemed to like the presentations. At least they laughed at the humorous parts of my talk and asked a lot of questions. And yes indeed, there is often humor.

Photos of the Week:
My phone says these pink flowers are Twinberry honeysuckle, and the white ones are Yarrow. I question the yarrow, because it looks like yarrow grows on stalks, and this was from a shrub. Whatever it is, it’s pretty and makes me sneeze.

from the desk of the big chihuahua;

happiness is having warm sun outside, and just a slow breeze, not these rushing winds. 

Music of the Week:
Munir Bashir – Mesopotamia. He plays the oud, which I believe is related to the lute, anyhow, it’s a stringed instrument, and I find it quite enjoyable to listen to as I type, read, sew, etc. Check it out. He has his own channel. Another oud player I really enjoy is Naochika Sogabe. He is Japanese, and also plays the Lute. Another channel to listen too and enjoy. 

May April kiss you goodbye and May dance you amayzing days!

Once Again, I am the Late Auntie Lenora

Weather in the Tries:
Yeah, it’s still out there with sun sometimes and either dark or cloudy the others. No more freezes, but still breezes.

Once again, I am the Late Auntie Lenora:
It was a week. Last Monday, I drove Favorite Daughter and Favorite Grandcat Bruce, to the WSU Veterinarian Hospital for tests and a sleep over. Because Favorite Daughter has other cats at home, we drove home Monday to sleep in our own beds and then back to Pullman and WSU on Tuesday to collect Favorite Grandcat Bruce. He said the food was awful, and the sleepover ok, but he doesn’t want to do a repeat.

Actually, I don’t think I want to do a do-over, either. My allergies went bonkers and I’ve been fighting a sinus infection. Housemate Dan even went shopping for me and brought back some Afrin and some Nasocort. I do feel like I am actually coming back to feeling like a human. At least the sinus headache is down to a susurration. 

Other than walking the Beast (aka Sammy) I haven’t been outside much. Did meet a friend for coffee yesterday and have a networking social this evening.

Did make my poetry critique group on Saturday, and finally have a long poem ready to be abandoned. (Poems are never finished, merely abandoned.)

I also woke at 3:00am and realized I hadn’t written, let alone posted, this week’s blog. I am dedicated, but not that dedicated. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

Listening to the music of Dune by Hans Zimmer. Dune are my ‘thumb sucking’ books, at least the original 6 by Frank Herbert. And try as I might, every time I’d get the litany against fear memorized, I’d mess it up somehow, and yet it was, and is, one of my favorite things. In one of the books, Reverend Mother Odrade said it took long to say, so she shortened it to: “Face your fear or it will climb over your back.” Yep, that one I can remember for more than two days running. The original, for those of you who may not remember it, is: “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.” ― Frank Herbert, Dune

But, back to the music, there are several parts of it on he www, not something I would want to listen to all the time, but great background for reading, writing, or sewing.

Photos of the Week:
Not sure what this is, but it’s in the Vet School complex on the second or third floor. Break room? Lunch room? Reading room? Just thought it was an interesting picture.

This is the first of two bas relief (?) curved glass panels that greet one when entering the small animal clinic. The represent the wetlands, and the floor, which I did not shoot, was set with the foot prints of 17 animals who would be found in the wetlands and wave lines. There was a coffee pot and hot water pot with teas and hot coco available. Very nice set up. (There are three entrances—wildlife rescue, small animal, and large animal. Mostly in the small animal, we saw dogs and cats, but also bunny and ferret. The bunny people came from Seattle. The school has a very high reputation.)

from the desk of the spoiled beast;
my humans spoil me. if housemate dan gets up early, my pestering him will get me breakfast and a walk earlier than if I pester mom. she thinks my tummy is on a schedule. well, I guess it is. the schedule is when it’s hollow and empty it needs food. or when I’m up and see my empty bowl. she’s always saying she ordered a cat and got me, so I don’t understand why she doesn’t love me more when I act like a cat. humans are really strange.

Quotes from Bill Nye:
“Television isn’t inherently good or bad. You go to a bookstore, there are how many thousands of books, but how many of those do you want? Five? Television’s the same way. If you’re going to show people stuff, television is the way to go. Words and pictures show things.” – Bill Nye

“If the Earth gets hit by an asteroid, it’s game over. It’s control-alt-delete for civilization.” – Bill Nye

Dune: Part Two | Soundtrack Cut | Hans Zimmer

I regret to inform you…

Weather in the Tries:
The highest day will be this coming weekend, in the mid 70s, the lowest is scheduled for tomorrow at 60. Most will be in the upper 60s. The nights will be down to a comfortable low 40s, with a couple in the high 30s. There will be no more three dog nights for a few months.

I regret to inform you…

It is with sadness I tell you, your dearly departed uncle has left you the entirety of his estate valued at xxxxxx amount of Dollars, Pounds Sterling, Won, Yen, Whatever. It has taken us some time to find you, as he left only your name and possible location as you’ve recently moved, and there are several people with your name, and we had to ascertain you are the correct recipient of his vast fortune in currency, jewels, and land. yadda, yadda, and more yadda.

Several years ago, my favorite Brother of Choice Dave, told me how to set my computer so the entire sender email is shown (se below). That has saved me no end of hassle and the possibility of embarrassing loss of funds 😉 And, yes, I have sent it on to Phishing@visa.com

This guy is so bad at this, I almost want to edit his letter and send it back. This is his whole letter:

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Solomon Williams jeorgekennedy011@gmail.com

hello

To: undisclosed-recipients:;,

Reply-To: cbi.customerservices10@gmail.com

 Attention,
I send you this message previously without hearing from you,
Today we received an appropriate letter from the treasury department of the
Executive Board of Directors to continue with the transfer of his
Fund deposited in our bank. We have established all
transfer documents behind your full amount.

1) Through a VISA CARD based on a personalized PIN with a
maximum withdrawal limit of ($10,000.00 USD) per day till
receive your full amount.

(CBI Customer Service)
[cbi.customerservices10@gmail.com]

*

Photos of the Week:
First up, a photo of my new bookcase. On the left, nonfiction—top shelf is Native American, in the middle are poetry books in the angled shelves, the top middle is my Morgue, in the right is my fiction. Someday I may have to swap location of fiction for poetry 😉 I buy very little hard copy fiction, but all my poetry is hard copy. 

Remember my talking about the quilt for my Sister and Brother of Choice’s pet python? Well, as you and I both know, they don’t have a pet python—they have a furry, and claw-bearing cat who likes to sit on the top of their bed’s headboard to look out the window. Here is a shot of the “python quilt” in its new home. And it has been approved!

And here are their new place mats, with the center piece. I drew a circle around the center of the center sunflower in the center piece and used a pale yellow to radiate out from the circle and continue down into the mats. The radiating rays are a stretched out ‘S.’ I was going to use a nice bright yellow, but the backs, or other side, is a soft sage green, and the brighter yellows did not play well with the softer green. Photos of quilts by my SOC, Lee W.

from the desk of the brave dog;
the sun is coming out more and more every day. my human likes it almost as much as me. the days are warmer, and so are the nights. my human still has a heavy quilt on my bed, woof—our bed. but it won’t be long before she will put a summer quilt on it. and then just a sheet. oh, hot weather comes. bark, bark, bark… my human won’t want 2 more dogs to share my, woof, our bed.

Earworm of the week:
woke this morning (Sunday) with Ghost Riders in the Sky by Sons of the Pioneers. Talk about an earworm. And Roy Rogers was still with them at the time. I remember that song from when I was a step above being a toddler. My folks played it over and over. Was I dreaming of them? I don’t know, but my first conscious thought was “Yippee kai yay, yippee kai yo ghost riders in the sky.” 

And a quote or two on this national day of poverty, courtesy of romper :

“Isn’t it appropriate that the month of the tax begins with April Fool’s Day and ends with cries of May Day?” — Robert Knauerhase
“Death, taxes, and childbirth! There’s never any convenient time for any of them.” ― Margaret Mitchell
“The income tax has made liars out of more Americans than golf.” ― Will Rogers

Bookcases &c

Weather in the Tries:
Highs this week will all be in the 60s, mostly higher 60s. The los will be in the 40s. We’ll have sunbreaks Monday and Wednesday, and winds on Tuesday. Can’t we have wind and sun at the same time? Who knows, and he’s not telling.

Bookcases &c:
My old and well used bookcase finally said it was tired of holding 3,002 pounds of so of books on it, and the little pins you put in your choice of holes broke the wood enough to fall out. If I raised or lowered the shelves (2 of them misbehaved) my books wouldn’t fit. So, I put the white book case I’ve never been truly happy with on the patio, and will get someone to help me move it up to the dumpster tomorrow (Monday) with a ‘Free to a Good Home’ sign on it. Moved my old and well used bookcase into the living room area now devoted to sewing/quilting, and got a lot of fabric &c stored on it so it has neatened up that area somewhat. And then I went to my favorite ‘has everything I’ve always wanted and didn’t know it’ store and ordered a new bookcase.

My old bookcase that is now mostly a fabric case, was 6 shelves (including the top) 6’ x3’. I ordered this bookcase, which is 72.8” wide, 79.5” heigh, and 11.8” deep. It is surprisingly easy to put together, and take apart, and put back together. The iron standards are each 3 pieces, a bottom, a middle, a top. They have holes in them. Did I pay any attention to hole placement? Of course not, I just put the pieces in however the farkers would fit with H on the top, I in the center and J at the bottom. Guess what, the holes are different on one side from the other. This morning (that would be Sunday) is deconstructed three of the four, and reconstructed them, and am now putting the shelves in. They are using engineered wood rather than compressed sawdust & glue. Each shelf is 23” long, give or take a tenth or two. I will have to get Housemate Dan to help me with the higher shelf. One is supposed to put them on the floor, but I can’t get down and back up. I laid one of the shelves (paying attention to the holes) on my chair and got the screws in the top shelf, and managed to get the second standard attached to the other end of the shelf, then stood it up and am now putting the rest of the shelves in. Photo next week when it’s together and populated with its books. I think all my books or poetry will go on the center ‘library cart’ style shelves, nonfiction on the left side and fiction on the right side.

I have one section finished. I’ll have to have Housemate Dan help me with the second section. I’ll hold the top shelf, if he’ll screw it in, then I can put the rest of the shelves in on my own, then build the tilted ones, and connect the hip bone to the leg bone and the leg bone to the ankle bone, or whatever. Once the three sections are connected, I’ll know how far I need to move my desk so they will fit the space. I think it’s 5” but will know for sure soon.

I can’t get a copy of the picture but this may help if you’re really curious: IRONCK Bookcases and Bookshelves Triple Wide 6 Tiers Industrial Record Player Shelf, Large Etagere Bookshelf Open Record Player Shelves with Metal Frame for Living Room Home Office https://a.co/d/hUmZhFw  The record shelves are what will hold my poetry books. I don’t have any vinyl anymore, not a place to put a player.

Well, I wanted to use the picture from the Amazon page, but couldn’t get it transferred, so if you want to see it, you’ll just have to click the link above. Or wait until next week when it’s done and populated with books;-)

My new website is up. We’re still dusting, and polishing, but it’s there. Check it out: https://foragooddeath.com. As stated, it’s still being tweaked, let me know if you have any ideas for improvement. Thanks

Sammy is surveying the work from his bed in the other room 😉

Video of the Week:
Ever wonder how a stone is cut? YouTube is full of all sorts of stuff. This guy has a 1000carat piece of clear quarts and is faceting and polishing it. The computer truly is a thing of wonder—as long as you don’t watch news all day;-)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xr-UNlOWS3Y When he finishes it, it’s gorgeous.

from the desk of the big chihuahua;
we have sunshine and warmth even if the breeze is a little cold. my human complains, i think it’s because she’s bigger than i am and more wind hits her. im happy with it. more new smells as new people move in and out and bring and take more dogs n cats. i don’t care. the sun is shining and summer is coming.

29th of March is National Pita Day!

Weather in the Tries:
We will probably his 80 on Tues, then drop to high 50s/low 60s. With Thursday and Friday possible days of rain. Quite livable, actually 😉

29th of March is National Pita Day!
Did you know that March 29 is National Pita Day? Check your phone book or search engine and see if you have a Middle Eastern Bakery anywhere near you and go buy their pita bread. So much better than grocery store pita. If you get there at the right time, you may even get it hot out of the oven 😉 I went to my local bakery and oh, the pita is sooooo yummy.

I didn’t get this scheduled last night. I got tied up in two pretty important (to me) projects. I have ordered a larger book shelf than the one I have, should be big enough for all the books in current case, plus another one, with some space left over. So I spent time emptying shelves, and boxing/stacking books.  2. I am scheduled to give a talk/lead a discussion on Death Doulas at our local Reflection Café and was working with one of the hosts on that process. 3. oops! 2b. I was finishing a book I had to finish to be sure everyone survived. (I also couldn’t think of much to say)

Photo of the Week:
Found Buzz safely attached to the rear bumper of a pickup truck. I’ve only seen the truck in our parking lot, but think it would be great to see him on the road, waving to all us kids behind him as he and the truck head to Infinity and beyond!

from the desk of the brave dog;
it is so nice to go for walks in the sun, but walking in the shade isn’t so warm, especially if the wind blows. my human says that’s the way spring is and I have to deal with it. as long as it doesn’t rain, it’s okay. but don’t like rain. it’s cold and without a thick layer of fat under my fur, it hurts a lot. us desert dogs like warm and sun. ohhhh, yeah. sun. warm.

Quotes for Phun:

“The world isn’t going to end today because 
it’s already tomorrow in Australia “. —Anonymous

“Easter eggs are aborted chicken babies that are painted 
in drag for small children to worship.” —Anonymous

“The first of April is the day we remember 
what we are the other 364 days of the year.” —Mark Twain

Music to work by or meditate with:
I get tired of the news and have discovered some great music I can listen to while I sew in the other room, or work at my computer, wash dishes, etc. There are several channels for meditation music from the music of DUNE (which is wonderful) go Samurai meditation music, which I love. This is Miyamoto Musashi: Embracing Loneliness: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TASbYDMaHn4&t=2527s

An economic fix to gender wage disparity

Weather in the Tries: 
Not as warm as last week, a chance or two of showers, hi 50s to low 60s with los in the lo-mid 40s. IF I trust the weekly forecast. It takes a tad bit to accurately forecast in March.

An economic fix to gender wage disparity:
Ever since I entered the workforce way back when, there has been a wage disparity between what men are paid and what women, who do the same job, make. And it hasn’t been in the female’s favor. Think I’m joking? Remember Carly Fiorina? When HP offered her the top job, she got a few thousand dollars less than her predecessor. There were “good” reasons, the company was making less, yadda, yadda, yadda, but I don’t think there is a single man on the face of this old globe that would have accepted such a deal. They would have upped the ante, demanded more.

Women have always been paid less than men for the same job. And there are always “good” reasons. Some I remember hearing: “You have a husband; you really don’t need this job.” “He  as a family, your husband outranks him. You’ll get the next open slot,” that one was when I was in the Military. We had to take a test for the promotion. I beat the socks off “Him” but I was a female, who outperformed the chosen male, ahhhhh. Some of the “We’ll spend all the time training you and you’ll just get married (and quit)/have a child (and quilt)/miss work every month for a couple days(and cost us more for health insurance)/always have excuses why you can’t work overtime”/and the list goes on. 

Of course, the biggest concern on making wages the same, is the cost. And yet, I argue, they will save money by making the pay the same. Hundreds of thousands, billions of dollars. And the fix is simple. I just don’t understand why businesses haven’t already figured this out. Why those high paid economists have come up with it. Why leave it to a numbers dyslexic person to figure it out. The solution is so simple, and it is staring us in the face.

Pay men the same as women.  There, isn’t that simple? Just think of the mind-boggling amounts of money that would be saved! (as an aside, there is an easy way of telling when traditionally held women’s jobs become well-paid enough for men to consider becoming teachers or nurses, etc. Yeah, when those women finally get some recognition, and some decent pay, suddenly, men realize they love children and teaching, or they truly are caregivers at heart. Yep, pay the men the same as women. Works for me!

Photo of the Week:

One of my friends, Roseann Ferris, had a very interesting, dare I say, “exciting”? life. While in college, she met and married the love of her life, an Iranian student. She followed him to Iran a year after he left. She stayed behind to finish her degree. Needless to say, when she followed him a year after their wedding, she went through some strange portal into a completely different culture where she knew nothing, including the language. Five years later, she was fluent in the language, and passed as Iranian from the north. And then the Shaw was deposed, and she lived through the Revolution until, finally, she and her husband, escaped to America. I haven’t yet read this iteration, but I read the earlier ones, and it is quite a story. Told from the perspective of an American who had every intention of making Iran her new home country. Both the paperback, and the electronic version are available where you normally buy books. Strongly urge you to buy a copy and read it. Here is the cover:

And here is Rosann, giving a talk just before reading a few pages from the book at her Book Launch, in Somer’s Middle Eastern bakery next door to my home 😉

I’m eager to read this final version. The earlier ones were fascinating. For a good read check your favorite bookseller.

from the desk of the big chihuahua;
not much going on. my human goes between the computer and sewing machine and reading a book. sometimes she comes in to lie down with me and let me snuggle for a while. never long enough as far as i’m concerned. but i takes all the bedsnuggles possible. they’re the bestest.

Picture of Peace, Business Cards, and 

Weather in the Tries:
Didn’t we, as kidlets, learn something about March Winds? March winds bring April showers and April showers bring May flowers. And what do May flowers bring? Pilgrims!! /Bwahahahaha/ As you can tell, my Grump has packed up and gone somewhere else! We’ve had a few days of sunshine, and a couple more coming. Winds on Wednesday will issue in clouds, and probably rain showers on Saturday. Highs will range from 75 to 56, with lows mostly in the 40s with a dip to 39.

Picture of Peace:
I subscribe to the Story Sparks newsletter by author, Jane Kirkpatrick. I have had the pleasure of meeting and corresponding with Jane of more than a few occasions. She is one of the most generous of authors I have had the pleasure of meeting. In her March Newsletter, she had a copy of a prize-winning poster by a thirteen-year-old Slovenia student, Anja Rosen, a Primary student from Ravne na Koroskem. Her poster earned her the grand prize in the Lions International Peace Poster Contest. Brava, Anja!! Your poster is delightful.

https://www.lionsclubs.org/en/blog/Slovenia-teen-wins-grand-prize-in-Lions-International-peace-poster-contest

Follow-up on my new cards:
Alas, I am not getting the beautiful blue cards I fell in love with. I have use VistaPrint.com for various projects since Madame Dorion was published. I’ve never had a problem with them, until now. And you must know, they were more than helpful in correcting the problem. They replaced the first cards and when the second order arrived, it, too, was not correct, and they quickly refunded my cost. I still give them high grades, but not with the silvered foil print.

But, I really need some cards and Good Friend Barb recommended FedEx Printing. I needed a new card. I quickly scanned my photos, found one, but couldn’t get it and the type to both transfer to the FedEx link. Good Friend Barb to the rescue. Again. So here are my new cards. I will pick some up tomorrow (Monday) morning, and the majority of my order will arrive the following Monday. So here they are, and yes, the email is active. I’ll let you know when my new  Death Doula website is live.

Photo of the Week:

This photo was taken on the Oregon Coast, I think along Bandon Beach. I loved going there.

from the desk of the big chihuahua;
we have sunshine. i am doing my happy dance. that’s kinda hard when i’m in a harness. but my human lets me read more messages when we’re outside and doesn’t hurry me so much. after all, i have a lot of friends out there. i need to read their notes and leave my response. dogs are like that you know. this desert dog is loving this warmer weather and hopes you are, too.

Quote of the Week:

“Our life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour.” 
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Videos of the Week:
The first is a short science fiction video on youtube.com: The 100 Year Journey to Proxima Centauri B (Sci-Fi Documentary) 18:54 minutes.

Second video is an old one, Johnny Carson with Jonathon Winters as his guest who tells us why he wasn’t a fit in the Marines. It too is pretty short.