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I have a friend who collects people that live on the edge of society. No … more like on the fringes, hanging off the edge. He says these folks are worth listening to, hearing their stories, having over for Christmas dinner. I wish I could be more like him, but people on the edge make me nervous. I feel like *I’m* the fringe-y one when I can’t get into their rhythm and understand their point of view.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 10.02.2011 @ 11:47 am
I like to use braid on the edge of basic padded ornaments, when turning my cross-stitched items into decorations to hang on the Christmas tree. The braid give a nice, clean, polished-looking edge to the item, and can be used as the hoop to hang the ornament on the tree branch.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 10.01.2011 @ 1:48 pm
I used to think that a guy being in a romantic relationship with me was the be-all and end-all. But not so much any more. At least, not in the stereotypical view of romance. My husband? Not the tall dark and handsome kind of guy. But he’s romantic in HIS way … through a funny juxtaposition of words and phrases, and by his very constancy. Having someone return to you over and over again? Romantic!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.30.2011 @ 12:03 pm
Half of what I do at home is making things feel nice for my family. The other half is … farting around, I guess. I love being a homemaker. I love walking in the door and having my home wrap its arms around my family in comfort.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.29.2011 @ 6:28 pm
That’s how I feel around my husband when playing Scrabble. He’s incredibly good at it. He doesn’t mean to make me feel stupid. He’s just THAT MUCH better, brighter, more practiced than I. So I make dense cake, and munch it down, feed my inner inferior beast.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.28.2011 @ 12:59 pm
The swings! I want to go on the swings!
Pumping, pumping, pumping.
Pulling back on the chains, legs out, head thrown back.
Toes to the clouds. Wind in my hair.
The swings are the BEST part of the playground!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.27.2011 @ 8:00 pm
He cleaned the carpet in the basement. How do I know? He left evidence on the stairway. Two 4″ dots of darkness on each step … where the carpet cleaning machine left their mark!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.26.2011 @ 11:57 am
“You pressed your jeans?!” he cried incredulously. “Who the heck presses jeans?” Foley looked down and his creases, and smiled a secret smile. Then turned his backside to the mirror to check out the new angle.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.25.2011 @ 8:17 pm
I am convinced that I am more capable than I think I am. That is, I am sure of it in my brain, but I’ve not yet learned to act on it. I have head knowledge that I can do many things, and do them well. But I don’t have the heart knowledge of that fact. Yet!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.23.2011 @ 2:12 pm
I just want to write bad puns on the port … port-o-potty … port authority … port o’ the computer … riding portage in a boat … I feel I must re-port that I got too little sleep last night, and have no port in making sense while writing today. ;-)
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.22.2011 @ 12:01 pm
I love to go couch diving. It’s got an element of surprise. Will you find a quarter? A gummy bear? A leaky pen? That lost receipt? Rubbery french fries? You grandfather’s pocket watch? I treasure hunt for your fingers!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.21.2011 @ 2:54 pm
Lower! Crouch lower! You’ll get caught in this game of hide n seek if the hump of your back is showing over the top of the hedge! Quick. Get on your knees. Curl up in a ball!
3 … 2… 1… GO!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.20.2011 @ 11:18 am
Today, I celebrate ME.
I decided that just this second … just as I saw the word.
Because I need to.
I need to remember that even though family members have threatened legal action against me, I’ve done my best to do the job to my best ability.
And I’ve done well.
I get to celebrate that … and not believe the lies and rumors they are spreading about me.
I celebrate my accomplishments.
Because if I don’t, who will?
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.20.2011 @ 7:21 am
Kangaroo. Purse. Knapsack. Kangaroo. Kangaroo. Marsupial. Coins. Kangaroo.
Eh … I got nothin’
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.16.2011 @ 2:45 pm
On an average day, I can never guess what word will pop up here or if I’ll have anything to write about once I see it. On an average day, I’m pretty good about following my routines. On an average day, I hear “I Love You” about six times. Nice average, eh?!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.15.2011 @ 12:37 pm
Today is the day I take an accounting of my duties as the family trustee. I know I’ve done my job and done it honorably and done it well. The statistics will prove that. What I also have to take into account is that there are some family members that will NEVER be satisfied with the way I’ve handled my job. My accounting isn’t for them. It’s for those who care about facts.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.14.2011 @ 1:14 pm
I’ve got to pull myself together … rally my strength. I’m exhausted and need to find some energy. This day is only half over, but I’m 7/8 depleted. So much left to do and no umph to do it. Ugh.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.13.2011 @ 11:35 am
Trade. Barter. Foreign exchange. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours. I like your color better than mine, you like my color better than yours. Want to swap? Trade. Type of work you do. You’d never know from this blip that my trade is “writer.”
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.13.2011 @ 8:58 am
When she hovered over my shoulder, watching every keystroke. it really bugged me! How can I not make mistakes when every twitch of my finger is another chance to error? But the worst part was feeling her breath on my arm. Annoying. Distracting.
Step back! Trust me. I’ll get the job done, and give you the results.
If you will …
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.11.2011 @ 2:18 pm
No more be said.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.11.2011 @ 8:58 am
I wanted to write about the word clipped, but the timer cut my sentence short and it got cl…
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.09.2011 @ 1:32 pm
Bars ‘n Stars … a flag
Measures of music … bars
A place to hear a bad pick-up line
Monkey kids play on ’em in the playground … monkey bars
And last and best? Bar none!
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.08.2011 @ 1:52 pm
I’m here. So are my loved ones.
So are the cruel ones.
That’s how I know I exist.
Love and meanness.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 09.08.2011 @ 9:09 am
Avenue … when said all alone, rather than in a sentence, makes me think of My Fair Lady … walking down an avenue lined with flowering trees in the spring … a breeze kicking up the branches and releasing a shower of petals.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 08.31.2011 @ 5:33 pm
The mist arose from the Spokane River, hanging on the wind in an air stream, circling the hilltop, and drifting away toward Liberty Lake. SO wish I had my camera with me that evening. I ran home and drove back … but it’d wafted away.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 08.29.2011 @ 12:38 pm
I’ve been a secretary. I thought I landed the job as a library assistant. And I thought I landed the job as an appraisers aide. But no. I was a secretary. It’s fine and good … but it’s not what I signed up for. I wanted to be more.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 08.27.2011 @ 12:29 pm
Ack! Destruction … what happened to my heart and soul after my brother and dad died within two weeks of each other, just over a year from my mother’s death. Only, I wasn’t really destroyed, but did walk around in a world of pain for a time. My heart and soul are intact, thank goodness, due to the love and support of my husband and kids.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 08.26.2011 @ 4:46 pm
May the Force be with you. There was a disturbance in the force four years ago. Turned my life upside down. Turned my marriage inside out. The Force is back with me again. Life is so good, while so changing. One thing? You can’t force the Force.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 08.25.2011 @ 11:13 am
Back To Stats Page
That’s the feeling I get when my To Do list is far too long, and has at least three things on it that I’ve been procrastinating about for months. I want one of those rings to hold on to and buoy me up! I want to climb on top of it, paddle to shore, and tackle those items one at a time, easiest thing first, feel some accomplishment.
» Posted By CameoRoze On 08.23.2011 @ 7:41 am