shooting from the hip
that's why I don't blog much...and I wind up being a forum posting killer, at least for a few hours, without intending, did I do that here?
I don't want to be the baby ruth thrown in anyone's swimming pool, but after a lifetime of shrinking down, and blowing back up again I don't necessarily see the meaner points of human nature in a soft light.
Don't talk to me about people making you feel like a failure.
I'm the same person skinny or fat. But not according to the world. I've known that since the first grade.
My Mom is and was a beautiful, passionate, intelligent lady born from two very loving immigrants from the Azores. My birth father is emeritus from Cornell, and Dowling University in New York.
Mom always pushed me to succeed and aim to be among the well heeled. My Grandmother taught me to keep a loving home, and be generous even if you are poor.
I opted for the second road. I am the big underachiever in the first case. Not that I have anything at all against the well heeled. My job as a massotherapist brought me into high circles, where I was needed and felt loved, and I enjoyed that. But I don't see that as a line between people.
When I massaged rock groups I only asked what position to modify my work on drummer, or quitarist.
I worked on the road crew as hard as I worked on the musicians. It didn't matter to me. I gave my best consistantly.
At my age, I've simply got tired of the hullabaloo.
The fruitcake lady was my hero. I found her galaxies more entertaining and funny than her nephew Capote.
I find solace in the ancient words of Ambapali. Here's the link if you care to look:
http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/kn/thig/thig.13.01.than.html
I'm sorry if I've offended anyone. Thanks for the fun I've had here.
gi
I don't want to be the baby ruth thrown in anyone's swimming pool, but after a lifetime of shrinking down, and blowing back up again I don't necessarily see the meaner points of human nature in a soft light.
Don't talk to me about people making you feel like a failure.
I'm the same person skinny or fat. But not according to the world. I've known that since the first grade.
My Mom is and was a beautiful, passionate, intelligent lady born from two very loving immigrants from the Azores. My birth father is emeritus from Cornell, and Dowling University in New York.
Mom always pushed me to succeed and aim to be among the well heeled. My Grandmother taught me to keep a loving home, and be generous even if you are poor.
I opted for the second road. I am the big underachiever in the first case. Not that I have anything at all against the well heeled. My job as a massotherapist brought me into high circles, where I was needed and felt loved, and I enjoyed that. But I don't see that as a line between people.
When I massaged rock groups I only asked what position to modify my work on drummer, or quitarist.
I worked on the road crew as hard as I worked on the musicians. It didn't matter to me. I gave my best consistantly.
At my age, I've simply got tired of the hullabaloo.
The fruitcake lady was my hero. I found her galaxies more entertaining and funny than her nephew Capote.
I find solace in the ancient words of Ambapali. Here's the link if you care to look:
http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/kn/thig/thig.13.01.than.html
I'm sorry if I've offended anyone. Thanks for the fun I've had here.
gi
RnY (open)
12/21/2010
12/21/2010
Julia, maybe because I wrote something like rich or poor we all get our butts wiped when we can't do it ourselves anymore...my awkward way of sayin that pecking orders are silly and impractical as time goes on. No one here was reactive or mean, the board just got very quiet.
I'm nervous about going back to WA. One family member there is a sweetheart. The other I love to, but has made my life hell for normal reasons on one hand, and really hypocritical reasons on the other.
The move is imminent. I've already started feeling ill. Maybe I better seek mental help when I get up there.
love,
gi
ps. I was aggravating myself seeing my face so many times on the page. It'll give you guys a break.
I'm nervous about going back to WA. One family member there is a sweetheart. The other I love to, but has made my life hell for normal reasons on one hand, and really hypocritical reasons on the other.
The move is imminent. I've already started feeling ill. Maybe I better seek mental help when I get up there.
love,
gi
ps. I was aggravating myself seeing my face so many times on the page. It'll give you guys a break.
RnY (open)
12/21/2010
12/21/2010
Oh Gi... just so you know. This board gets really QUIET in the afternoons.... almost everyone lives back East (my Mom used to call it that) and they post early and don't make a peep later on... in fact I used to not post because by the time I got to it most of the people on here were long gone doing whatever it is they are doing. Butt wiping is not likely to offend here. Sorry about all of your turmoil with moving. Moving is the pits.
Julia
Julia
Hi Gi
I can't imgaine that you offended anyone and as Julia said, this board tends to be busiest in the early part of the day. Many of us are early risers and some of us still work or get up and on with our lives. I, myself peak in during the day, but it's from work and well more often than not I don't respond unless it's to something I feel a need to respond to.
Hope the things that you state might really be the underthings of what is bothering you resolve themselves in good order. As the line in my signature states, worrying keeps us busy, but gets us no where. . .
Have a great day!
Laureen
I can't imgaine that you offended anyone and as Julia said, this board tends to be busiest in the early part of the day. Many of us are early risers and some of us still work or get up and on with our lives. I, myself peak in during the day, but it's from work and well more often than not I don't respond unless it's to something I feel a need to respond to.
Hope the things that you state might really be the underthings of what is bothering you resolve themselves in good order. As the line in my signature states, worrying keeps us busy, but gets us no where. . .
Have a great day!
Laureen
My Mantra is that I do not determine my success by the number hanging in my closet, nor will I let the scale determine that success either. . . It is through trial and error I will continue to grow and succeed. . . Laureen
"Success is a journey, not a destination." Ben Sweetland