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    • Live Near the Sea (April 2008)
    • Learn to Sail
    • Take A Real Vacation Each Year
      (HW Reunion in So. Cal. April 2008; Lou's Wedding May 2008)
    • Finish My Novel (Begin to finish June 2008)
    • Rent a Villa in Tuscany (September 2008)
    • Go to China and Speak Chinese
    • Complete a Quilt for Each Daughter
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    Delaney Visits Grandma

    Delaney visited yesterday, while her MommaDelaneysmiles_4
    ran errands. I watched her for more than four hours and she survived. (Click here to see more pics of Delaney's visit.)

    I will admit to being a little nervous about being alone with her.  She is a nursing baby and though Mom left bottles of breast milk, I know that babies prefer their moms.  Also, she hasn't spent that much time with me, especially alone and not at my house.  I was worried that it would be too much for her.  But, no.  She was fine. She is a happy, content and curious child.

    There were a few minutes when she was fussy.  So, I turned on the lights on my Christmas tree (yes, it's still up but without ornamants) and sang to her.  She loved the lights and two songs later she was out like a light.  About 30 minutes after that I was out, too.  We slept for an hour. It was great. 

    Come on over anytime, Delaney. 

    The Twelve Days of No Job

    Okay, enough is a enough. I have been unemployed for 12 days, which include four  weekend days and one federal holiday.  That means I have been unemployed for seven business days, which is an important distinction when you consider what I have NOT accomplished.  For some reason I feel like putting this to music:

    On the first day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the second day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the third day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the fourth day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the fifth day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the sixth day of no job,the alarm clock rang for me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the seventh day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the eighth day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I Googled food
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the ninth day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I watched YouTube
    I Googled food
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the ninth day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I got snail mail
    I watched YouTube
    I Googled food
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the 10th day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I didn't care
    I got snail mail
    I watched YouTube
    I Googled food
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the 11th day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I watched the news
    I didn't care
    I got snail mail
    I watched YouTube
    I Googled food
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the 12th day of no job, the alarm clock rang for me
    I wrote a song
    I watched the news
    I didn't care
    I got snail mail
    I watched YouTube
    I Googled food
    I Googled me
    I Googled you
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed
    I read e-mail
    I read a book
    I had a bath and
    I slept late and I enjoyed it thoroughly

    On the 13th day of no job, when the alarm clock rings for me
    I'll make a list
    Of many things to do
    'cause
    I aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm so borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeed

    Delaney Opines on Politics

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    We won't reveal which party she belongs to; but let us just say that Delaney is in complete agreement with her grandmother and 98 percent of the rest of her family. Smart kid, that Delaney.  Then again, maybe she's just bored and has had enough of all the discussions about the candidates and the current administration. Who can blame her?

    It's Only Sunday

    Those who know me well -- especially those who worked with me -- know that every January since at least 2002, I have said, "I think this will be my last year with the company."  But, something would happen that held my interest or prevented me from making the leap. Mostly, I wanted to get Ms. J out of high school and into college. The kids would then all be settled and I could reassess.

    So, for the past four years at least, I've been researching how I wanted to live, travel and work post-2006.  This fall, when I told my boss that I was interested in moving on, I had most of the plan in place.  Once the decision was made, it was easy to tie up all the loose ends.  Downsize.  Move to a far less expensive place.  Take off at least two months. Rest, relax, diet, exercise, write and then, maybe, take on a few light consulting gigs just to keep the rent paid. 

    You know what they say about best laid plans... this morning at 9:00 sharp I received a call from someone  who wants me to be part of a project they're kicking off in April.  Since I'm traveling out there for a writers' conference around the same time, this is very convenient.   And, I had email from someone else who wants to talk tomorrow.

    I'm not anxious about getting work.  I'm anxious about not taking on too much and blowing the plan.  I guess there could be worse things.

    Gone Fishing

    For those of you who do not know yet, yesterday was my last day at AOL.  I was there for almost 9.25 years.  That's an epoch in Internet time.  I went there a woman with youngish children.  I left a grandmother.

    So, that means today is my first day off.  Isn't Saturday a day off? No, not for people who work in on-line community and certainly not for me while I worked at AOL.  But, that's probably more about my workaholic tendencies than AOL.  Today's activities:

    *  Slept late (7:30)
    *  Had coffee AND breakfast.  Made it myself.
    *  Read a couple of newspapers
    *  Spoke to my brother
    *  Participated in the on-line groups I'm part of
    *  Read some blogs
    *  Answered a lot of e-mail

    and now, I'm watching a French movie, which is hard because I don't speak French, so it requires I read sub-titles, and reading those and typing here means I'm missing a lot.  But the scenery is nice.

    I plan on doing pretty much the same thing tomorrow.  On Monday, however, I'm going out to the shore. Dad and I are thinking of going fishing.  I love to fish.

    Thoughts I'm Having On The Morning After

    I was just a little older than my youngest daughter is now when I voted for a presidential candidate for the first time. Richard Milhouse Nixon was running for a second term. We were still in Viet Nam. The Committee to Reelect the President (or CREEP as it became known) was casing the Watergate. Many people my age were concerned, as people are now, about the environment, a war, the economy, poverty, jobs, and equal rights.

    So, I watch with interest as my daughter works toward casting her first vote in this historic election. Periodically, my girl sends me links to articles, shares her opinion and asks me what I think.  Almost all of the material that she finds to read focuses more on the anatomy or race of the candidates and less about the problems confronting this country and the candidates' experience, positions and approaches to solving those problems and leading this country.

    Yesterday, she sent an Andrew Sullivan piece that suggested that feminists shouldn't vote for Clinton because her husband is helping her. He made sure to throw in the fact that she's teared up twice now during the campaign.  I'm simplifying what he says, of course, but then his whole blog entry on this is a simplification.   

    I'll let the Clinton camp handle Sullivan's allegations about Hillary.  And women more intelligent and eloquent than I have addressed those allegations.  But, as a feminist, I must say I find Sullivan's article insulting and alarming in the context of my kids' reading it and perhaps forming an opinion -- first, in its implications that feminists would vote for Clinton merely because she's a woman and second, because attempts to pit women (and men -- because there are many feminists who are men, Andrew) against women is a tired "divide and conquer"approach when the status quo is threatened and where feminism is concerned. Third, though there may be some universal issues all feminists are concerned about, they often disagree on their positions about those issues. Feminists are not monolithic, just as people of color, people who are gay, people who are young, and people who are old are not. There are diverse constituencies among broad categories of demographics. We fight amongst ourselves and divide and conquer all on our own, thank you. 

    I try to remind my daughter that she should focus on the issues that are important to her and the rest of the country, where the candidate of her choice -- whomever he or she turns out to be -- stands on those issues, and whether that candidate can or will deliver on all the promises being tossed around right now.

    Follow my logic here... if gender and skin color should not matter, then they should not matter.  If you are gender and color blind, you are gender and color blind. See what I mean?  Believe me, as a woman in this country and believer in equal rights , I understand the historical significance of the Clinton and Obama campaigns and I say "hallelujah."

    But, I'd rather us all look at the candidates and say, "Wow... finally.  A woman and a person of color running for president.  How cool is that? Let's get on with it."

    When in need of a strong, smart leader, a vision, or solutions a few years from now, I doubt I will be saying, "Gee, there is [insert "woman" or "person of color"] in the White House."  I'm going to be saying, "WTF is the president going to do about this?"

    We've done it.  We've proved that in this country a woman and a person of color can become the nominee of a political party and run for president. Let's not minimize that by voting solely on the basis of whether someone has a uterus or is a minority.

    Things to Do In My Spare Time

    With the prospect of a lot of free time available to me in the near future, I have been thinking of things to do.  Actually, I don't need things to do. I know what needs doing.  The exercise is really to rethink and prioritize things.

    At the top of my list is a redesign of this blog, especially the contents of the sidebars.  My "I Want to Read" section is a mess. I have additions and I've read some of those books listed.  I have a lot more people "I[d Like to Meet" and boy, do I have updates in the "I'd Like To..." section. 

    Some changes I'd make:

    • Live On A Lake For An Entire Season... At Least (Change to: "...Near the Ocean and Walk the Beach at Least Four Times a Week)
    • Learn to Sail (Change to: "Learn to Sail By Myself")
    • Take a Real Vacation Each Year (Change to: "At Least Two Vacations")
    • Finish My Novel (Change to: "Start the novel or one of the other books I want to write")
    • Rent a Villa in Tuscany (Change to: "Travel to Tuscany in September 2008")
    • Go to China and Speak Chinese (No change)
    • Complete a Quilt for Each Daughter (Change to: "...for My Daughters and Granddaughter.")

    I'll add to this list as time goes on.  But, more importantly, I will remove things because I will actually have done them. Or maybe I should start a list of "Things I've Done."  It might not be bad to consider what I've actually accomplished instead of focusing on the undone.

    Things You Don't Know About MEme

    Suz, while discussing an off-line team building exercise in her blog, inadvertently started a Web meme.  When confronted by the request to come up with interesting things about myself, I freeze.  I'm just not that interesting. Except perhaps in my "ordinariness" (and, yes, I know that is NOT a word).  Thank you.

    But, in the spirit of things I thought I'd try:

    * I invent words (see "ordinariness") when the English language just doesn't suffice.
    *  Quite the athlete through childhood, high school and college, I participated in organized  baseball,  softball, gymnastics, track and equestrian sports. I was part of my college bowling team.
    *  Surprise! I was voted homecoming princess at the high school I attended in El Paso Texas and Centennial Football princess at a high school I attended in Virginia (always a princess never a queen)
    *  I was a cheerleader in college (ha! now that's funny)
    *  I love music and have been a member of choirs and choral groups wherever I've lived
    *  I sang as part of a folk singing group in the 70's called Spirit Moving (ugh!)
    *  I directed a children's choir of foster children in rural Southern Maryland.
    *  I was a crisis intervention counselor for about two years
    *  My first husband and I wanted to be part of the first "civilians" to colonize space.
    *  I know all about the artificial insemination of cattle and how to deliver calves.
    *  Once a rooster attacked me.
    *  Speaking of roosters, I have an interesting story about the time I met former President Bill Clinton, when he was governor of Arkansas, which I will not write about. You'll have to ask me. And, I still might not tell you about it. 
    *  I wanted to be a writer and a teacher when I grew up.
    *  I stumbled into the career I have now. Thank God or my children would not have had food in their mouths or a roof over their heads.
    *  I am extremely shy and introverted (though my parents "trained" me to appear outgoing and sociable) so I could live easily as a hermit if I had a laptop and Internet connection.

    Nothing earth shattering here. 

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