Well SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!!! I just spent 1/2 an hour writing a new entry, only to goof while linking another blog to this, and losing it all!!! ARRRGGGHHH!!! I hate it when that happens. I accidently hit the little red square and closed the window. Of course trying to get it all back did not work.
Let me see if I can remember what I had to say...I talked about how insignificant I felt my Blog was in comparison to all the wonderful ones out there. Like USS Clueless that I read every day. He is really comprehensive, and also has tons of links to other great blogs. (If I linked this wrong, and did something I wasn't s'posed to do, I'm sorry, just learning) I also talked about being glued to CNN (NBC, ABC) for all the latest on Iraq. I felt like if I did not watch it, they might not win this battle. (yeah right) I also said that I needed to start writing again, for ME! This was brought home to me by Grouchy Old Cripple In Atlanta Yesterday, when he wrote about the sunshine and the birds, and the gorgeous spring day in Georgia. Made me realize that how much this Liberation has you in it's clasp, that the things that matter most will still be there after it is all over. The Earth, the natural beauty we live in, (even sand is beautiful if you look at it in the right way) LIFE! So maybe my blog isn't so insignificant afterall. Maybe someone out there is searching for a meaning other than anger, and might find it in my ramblings.
Dear me, the lights just blinked and the cable went out on TV so Im FORCED to be war-less for awhile. AH!!! Not long!! it's back. The winds were whipping up today, had a weathercast warning on my 'puter this morning. winds out of the SE at 40 MPH with gusts to 60 off the Straight of Juan de Fuca. Rain was DUMPING earlier, almost couldn't see the feeders out back.
On my third week of Retirement, I woke up at 6:15. UGH forgot to cancel my wake up call. actually wide awake, so I stayed up watching Liberation, and Lola . She was up early too, munching on cracked corn in the feeder. I think she or someone like her is living in my bathroom wall. I wake up at night and hear scratching on the side of the fiberclass tub. All four cats are lined up in the bathroom staring at it. I go in bang on the tub, and the scratching stops. It sounds like whatever is between the wall and the tub. GREAT!! I dont want to put out poison unless I know for sure it isn't Lola. I don't want to encourage squirrels, but I don't want them living in my walls. Rats, now that's another story. They're sneaky. They only come out at night, and are evil looking. (I Know, I know, they are just squirrels with naked tails) ANYWAY!!
The hummers are beginning to multiply. There has been only one or two a day, now there are two or three an hour. Soon it will be as busy around their feeders as SEA-TAC airspace. The Blackbirds are dwindling down also, I assume they are heading to the marsh to start building their nests on the cattails. It was very unusual for them to visit the feeder as often as they have been. I'm too far from their territory.
I am feeling really guilty because I am so thankful that my Son is in Jail right now, and can not be over there fighting. I'm not unpatriotic, I am a mother. I am also an Aunt and don't want him over there either. And they don't want my Daughter over there, trust me. (then again...)
My annual leave pay back came yesterday, and I went into town to deposit it. Stopped at the store to stock up on some supplies, and noticed the protestors on the corner by Jack-in-the-Box. One corner was full, "support our troops" the other corner was really skimpy...No blood for Oil! Now this is a Navy town, 3 out of every 4 people who live here either work for, are in, or have made their money from the Navy. THis young man was very disconcerted because he got the one finger peace sign a lot. I started to yell out my window...That is what Liberation is all about!! the right to show and vocalize your opinion, without fear that your family will not be put alive through a human meat grinder. (shudder)
Ah Chemystery just woke up and uh-ohed me. She must be checking her mail before she goes to work at the Porno-gas-milk store. Oh PLEASE let her get the job with the UDub! OHMMMMMMMMM!!!! I know how much she hates working for minimum wage with a degree in Moleculear Biology. (soon Donna, Soon)
I'll be back later...have to go into town.
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