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April 25, 2006

Ray LaMontagne


I've been listening to The Living Room tonight. This is one of Napster's "radio" stations.

So I heard Ray LaMontagne's Shelter and was reminded of how much I like him. Click here to check out some of his music, including Trouble, made popular by my favorite American Idol, Taylor Hicks. (Did I just lose street cred?)

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Top Ten List

1. Gardening at Night - R.E.M.
2. You've Got a Friend - James Taylor
3. Strange Brew - Cream
4. My Ever Changing Moods - The Style Council
5. Walk Like an Egyptian - The Bangles
6. Army - Ben Folds Five
7. Nights in White Satin - The Moody Blues
8. Fred Jones Part 2 - Ben Folds
9. Milk and Honey - Beck
10. What You Already Own - Amy Grant

By the way, did you happen to know that The Cowboy Junkies cover U2's One on their latest album, Early 21st Century Blues?

I know you didn't. That's why I'm here.


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Start Here

I'm not sure how you all go about checking these things out, but today, you need to start here (for this section, anyway) and scroll down.

Because, I've been on a trip and have lots of pics for you.

I took a surprise trip home for my mother's birthday last week. Since it can be a longish trip, I stayed overnight in Berkeley Springs, WV then headed home for the big surprise.

On Saturday, I left mom's and went to Harrisburg, PA where I visited with Chad and Kelly and Kelly and I went to see The Ditty Bops and Nickel Creek. Awesome. There was also Thai food for dinner beforehand. More awesome.

Then I came on home and here I am.

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The Inn and Spa at Berkeley Springs


Less than 3.5 hours from Y'town!

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The spa is in the round part. (Too bad they need all that electricity or this picture would have been better.)


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The Town


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Panoramic View near Berkeley Springs


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The Cake

On Thursday, my sister had my mother's lady friends over for cake and snacks.

Imagine Paula Deen at a Red Hat party.



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The Gift

These little birds I gave my mother were a big hit. They're magnetic so you can stick them on your mailbox, rain gutters, etc.

The ladies at the party loved them. Who'da thunk it?


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Mama's House (just don't call her big)


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Info here.

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Cradock Gazebo Bandstand

If my mother had to work on days that I was "sick," I would stay at my grandmother's. I remember walking to the grocery store where we bought popsicles (maybe she bought other things?) and eating them in the gazebo.

Not a bad gig, eh?


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Grandma's House in Cradock


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Downtown Portsmouth


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Portsmouth Waterfront


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Portsmouth Cat and House (much different than a cat house)


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The Road Home

somewhere in Pennsylvania


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April 24, 2006

Weigh In

Do I really have to do this? Would anybody notice if I didn't?

Alright. Here it is.

last week +5.2
total -16.4

I guess I should have realized how off the diet I was when Julie asked me last night if I have ever participated in an eating contest. She seemed to think I might be able to win.

I probably could.

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April 23, 2006

I'm back!

Where have I been? Hmmm . . .

You'll have to wait until I have more time.

Until then, here's something to think about.


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The Onion Weekender


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April 19, 2006

Freakin' hilarious.

As a Packers fan and a woman, I ADORE Brett Favre. But I laughed out loud and hysterically when I saw this.

Please note that if you are not a fan of the swear words, you should absolutely not click here. No kidding.

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How are we spending our tax refunds?


Via The Onion.

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April 18, 2006

Good Friday

Here's a site I check out every now and then. This guy's wife died shortly after Danny did and he has two kids to take care of.

I thought what he wrote on Thursday was beautiful.

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Weigh In

last week 1
total 21.6

I'm not quite sure how to explain this since I ate all last week things I shouldn't have. The only thing I can think of is that maybe my metabolism is changing since I've been drinking more water and exercising more.

A good little dieter would take advantage of this by getting back on the wagon this week and forging ahead. I chose to eat a piece of chocolate pecan pie, a piece of coconut pie, and a banana split today. But now, I feel badly. I feel badly that all my Easter candy is already gone.

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Updates on me. Who else?

I just realized it's been a few days since I posted anything. I think I must have been busy doing something last week, but I can't remember what right now. So I'm going to take a moment to collect my thoughts.

All I can remember now is that we celebrated Jessica's birthday on Friday at Asuka (love it) and I was getting ready over the weekend to sing at church Sunday morning and have people over for dinner later that day. I guess that's enough to keep me busy.

Also, Monday night I had dinner with a woman who I refer to as "my widow friend." My therapist set us up a few months ago just to get together and chat every now and then. It's nice to talk to someone who's been through what I'm going through now.

I believe that is all.

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Turkey lurkey doo and turkey lurkey dap

Have I mentioned my turkeys before? No, not the ones I went bowling with a couple weeks ago. These are actual turkeys that live around me somewhere. Roxy and I saw one of them a few weeks ago hiding in one of our lilac bushes. These two were standing in the street this afternoon. By the time I got my camera, a car had driven by and scared them off into the woods across the street.

So now you've met my turkeys.

Stay tuned to learn more about their activities.


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A Baby Girl for Brooke!

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Brooke Shields and husband, Chris Henchy, had a baby today. After what she went through after the first one, God bless 'em.

And good for her for delivering on the same day the Cruise/Holmes baby was born. I'm sure little little Grier Hammond Henchy won't get as much press as the other one, so forgive me as I make up for it here.

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April 13, 2006

Top Ten List

Finally! I got a chance to reload the rest of my music onto my MP3 player. So how's about we see what's on this thing?

1. Underneath It All - No Doubt
2. Why Georgia - John Mayer
3. Feels Like Rain - John Hiatt
4. Come Away With Me - Norah Jones
5. You're A Weaver Of Dreams - John Coltrane
6. Y Control - Yeah Yeah Yeahs
7. Big Me - Foo Fighters
8. Goodbye 5 - Save Ferris
9. In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning - Frank Sinatra
10. Peaches & Cream - Beck

(I was getting nervous for a second, there. I thought I was about to have my first Beckless list.)

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April 12, 2006

I think it's a sign . . .


. . . that this guy needs to get back in the car and get the heck out of there.

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I'm scared, too, little girl.

I'm scared, too.


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April 11, 2006

Weigh In

last week +.6
total 20.6


The name of the game for the next couple of weeks is don't gain 20.6 pounds. Why? Easter candy. Also, cheese kolachi.

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April 09, 2006

Laugh. You know it's true.


Via The Onion.

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April 08, 2006

One of these things is not like the others.

This man penned both of the following works. Do you know who he is?

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There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.


My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!

OK. Maybe you already knew that Shel Silverstein, author of The Giving Tree and Where The Sidewalk Ends, also wrote the lyrics to Johnny Cash's famous A Boy Named Sue. I did not know this.

That is, until yesterday when I was taking a walk with my trusty MP3 player and listened to a live version of this song. Shel was in the audience at this recording and Johnny acknowledged him before the crowd.

I almost fell over on a stranger's lawn. Good thing I didn't. It would have been hard to explain.

More on this song here.

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April 07, 2006

The Earth Trembled

Tonight, the gals and I went out to see Top Hat Production's, um, production of The Earth Trembled held at the Fairview Arts and Outreach Center.

I have never been to a passion play. (Those of you who know that I am a Baptist from the South may gasp now.) But I imagine that this one was probably similar to others. This is not to say it wasn't good, because it was excellent. But I guess I expected to be sad, horrified, overwhelmed, and overjoyed, and that is what I was.

The hardest part for me to watch, however, was unexpected. It occurred after Jesus' death when his mother, Mary, left the tomb. The part of Mary was played by my friend Liz. It was so hard to watch her crying and running down the aisle to the back of the room and not get up to give her a hug. I had to tell myself a few times that it was a play and she was playing a role.

But boy, what a hard role to play. I guess the fact that I almost ran down the aisle after her means she did a pretty good job.

Thank goodness I got to give her a hug after the show.

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Speaking of who . . .

A Sunday school teacher asked her class, "What was Jesus' mother's name?"

One child answered, "Mary."

The teacher then asked, "Who knows what Jesus' father's name was?"

A little kid said, "Verge."

Confused, the teacher asked, "Where did you get that?"

The kid said, "Well, you know they are always talking about Verge n' Mary.''

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April 05, 2006

Slow News Day

Not much excitement happening here, so I thought I'd post this picture of me and the gang (most of it, anyway) at Camelot Lanes on Sunday. We formed a bowling team through YSU's Biology Department (a.k.a. the nerds) to raise money for the American Cancer Society.

I hope cancer research won't be hindered because of our terrible bowling.


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Weight Loss

I know you all are going to think I'm overreacting, but I'm really disappointed that I only lost 1.4 pounds last week. I thought it would be more than that.

I mean, I only had one hot buttered cheesesteak at the bowling alley Sunday. I guess next time I'll have to split one with somebody.


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I beg your pardon?

I'm not sure I see the resemblance.

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Someone, please tell me this is a late April Fool's joke.

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Weigh In

last week 1.4
total 21.2

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April 04, 2006

Happy Easter

For reasons that are my own, I decided to poke around the interweb in search of some scary Easter Bunnies. You have to admit that those big teeth and huge mutton chops are pretty unnatural. I get a lot of bunnies around my house and none of them look like this.


I guess it's no wonder some people are afraid of the Easter Bunny.

I also found some quite disturbing photos of a man in his forties dressed as EB. The photos were linked to something else, but I was too a-scared to see what would happen if I clicked on one of them. Also, in one of the photos, he looked more like The Tick than the Easter Bunny.

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My advice to this Easter Bunny? Give out the candy first.


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But this story really takes the cake.

"A church trying to teach about the crucifixion of Jesus performed an Easter show with actors whipping the Easter bunny and breaking eggs, upsetting several parents and young children."

Yeah, the Easter Bunny might be a little creepy, but does he really deserve this? I mean, he still brings us candy and all. Isn't that worth something?

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