Embrace The Suck

"In any moment of decision the best thing you can do is the right thing, the next best thing is the wrong thing, and the worst thing you can do is nothing." Theodore Roosevelt Dear Friends and Blog Followers, I have decided I've been messing around with a new blog long enough. Since I do not have my own computer with my collection of photos and inspirational quotes I was getting nowhere with a design I liked. Thus I made a 2nd decision - to come back to the place I started and feel comfortable - with a few changes! The first and most evident change is the color. It is pink isn't it? Pepto-Bismal pink! According to my friend Dani who knows about these things, pink is the color associated with unconditional love. Since I've been having some difficulty lately in the feeling lovable department, Dani suggested I surround myself in pink. Pink is not a color I would normally choose for myself but I decided to try it. I wore a pink sweater to church last week and was s...

I know it's been awhile since I've posted on this blog. I've even set up another blog. Which means I now have two blogs, two user names, two email addresses and 2 passwords, but no computer. Need I mention that this is all very confusing to me? The computer thing is going on way too long. Occasionally I check emails on my Dad's computer. I've been afraid to blog because I have blamed the demise of my old computer on something coming in through the comment section. True or not? I don't know. Son of Sweetie has offered to help me make the decision to repair or replace the computer. Trouble is Son of Sweetie has a lot on his plate right now so I'm not rushing him. I decided to post tonight for two reasons. I left some comments on some of my favorite blogs  not realizing the new blog name would come up. Who's going to know that "Poetry & Hums" is actually Merry ME? Well, if you are wondering it really is me. I haven't decided if I'm...

I'm sad to report that the computer gremlins are still at work. They are not only wreaking havoc with my computer but slowly driving me to the point of despair, if not madness. Perhaps both. I've tried telling myself in the light of REAL world problems having or not having a computer that works is not even on the horizon. That said, I'm sad, mad, frustrated, weepy and generally not nice to be around. I don't know what I'll do, but I think I'll close this little baby up and forget about it for awhile. I hope that doesn't mean I'll be completely out of communication or not. There is always snail mail - a rather delightful alternative I must say. As for blogging, journaling and/or ranting, I guess I'll get myself a new retractable sharpie and a composition book and pretend I'm Laura Ingalls Wilder (except for the Sharpie, of course). Sweetie has been re-visiting the Law of Attraction, et al. I wonder what sin I committed in another lifetime ...

Okay, so I go to post my last entry and I get some kind of message about HTML not accepting META. And the font is definitely different from before, although I keep telling it I want the "normal" sized Times. The first line of the text (not the quote which I copied from word and may be the "META" culprit) either remains italicized or a different font. Just when I was feeling all's right with the world, I feel my blood pressure rising. Clearly I'm techno challenged and trying to remedy that situation at midnight is not the wisest course of action. I'm going to tuck my computer and myself in. I'm sure everything will look different in the light of a new day. Should I laugh or cry? Merry ME

"Happiness isn't the great big pleasures that count the most; it's making a great deal of the little ones." Jean Wester I'm baaaaack! It feels like I've been gone forever! I thought my moodiness was because my computer was broken. Sweetie suggested I was missing my blog! He may be right. There is no explanation as to what exactly happened to my computer. When the geek from the Geek Squad told me there was nothing - NOTHING - left on my hard drive, I felt physically ill. What to do? Pay to have it fixed? Throw the thing in the garbage can and turn myself into a rehab hospital for computer detox? Buy a new one and start over again? Cry? Throw myself in front of a Mack truck? Bite someone's head off? Pray? All of the above? Saner minds prevailed. Sweetie called Son of Sweetie, and within 48 hours I was back in business. There are still a few personal programs I have to re-install but that will happen in the next few days. For now, I'...

"Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year; the same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again." Menachem Mendell Schneerson I've said it before and I'll undoubtedly say it again, I love birthdays. For lots of reasons, but mainly because it's the one day a year that it's socially acceptable to say, "Hey world, Look at me!" And even if you throw caution to the wind and act in ways that your friends and family might look down their noses at on other days, on your birthday you can pretty much get away with anything. I feel sorry for people who have birthdays right around Christmas. How could they not get cheated out of the wonder of one or the other? I think December birthdays are the perfect excuse to celebrate an "un-birthday" at another time of the birthday person's choosing. And perhaps, in the years ahead, that's exactly what Miss Ivy Jane Wichansky will choose...

"Every child born in the world is a new thought of God, an ever-fresh and radiant possibility. Kate Douglas Wiggin The 4th annual Guild of the Christ Child Baby Shower was held today and I must say I was pleasantly pleased with the way it turned out. It's getting harder to spend time away from home for extended periods of time, so I don't feel like I've given this event the attention it deserved. I told Sweetie I felt like a slacker. There have been many days in the past month that I chose not to think about the things that needed to get done, rather than have the discussion about how long I'd be gone. Kind of twist on the head in the sand theory. The problem is the party day was rapidly approaching. The time crunch called for me to go way out of my comfort zone and ask people for help. Plus, I didn't have much time to give them any direction, i.e. my way. All I could do was ask, "would you?" and left it at that. OMG, you wouldn't believe how ...

Another fresh new year is here … To banish worry, doubt and fear To love and laugh and give This bright new year is given me To live each day with zest … to daily grow and try to be My highest and my best I have the opportunity Once more to right some wrongs To pray for peace, to plant a tree And sing more joyful songs William Ward I have absolutely no idea what was wrong with my computer, if it has been remedied, or if it will crap out on me in the next second. In whatever window of opportunity I have, I wish us all God's speed as we start a new year and a new decade. The slate has been wiped clean. We are invited to make a mark. Will it big and bold? Or simply initials in an unseen corner- a reminder that we were here? What lies in front of us? What adventures await? What roads will we take? Will we travel the path that others have made, or strike out on our own? Last summer my blog friend took the picture I put on my header. (Hope that's okay, Sorrow!) I love its sim...