Dear Friends and Blog Followers,
Friday, January 29, 2010
Dear Friends and Blog Followers,
Saturday, January 23, 2010
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 going to start a whole new blog or just change the name. I'm also not sure if I can combine the two. But it seems if I did that I would be defeating the purpose wouldn't I? I hope to have it all straightened out by the time I'm back up and running.
The second reason to post is because I watched this incredible documentary today. Pray the Devil Back to Hell. While I was safe in my home, ironing, I watched as hundreds of Liberian Women joined ranks and formed a coalition for peace in their war-torn country. It was an eye opeing movie. Hard to watch yet inspiring. I felt sickened at what I saw and heard and my heart beat fast fearing for the brave women. But they held their ground. They demanded peace so their babies could sleep at night, so their daughters and sisters and mothers would no longer be raped, so their sons could put down their arms and learn a new way to live.
I am embarrassed to admit that years of war raging in African countries has had little affect on my life. I'm literally fat, dumb and happy. The thing is, even though it's on a much smaller scale, right here in Florida where I live, mothers have the same fears.
When I watched the Liberian women I thought about an older black woman who used to go to our church. She was Liberian, a nurse.She wore big beautiful hats and colorful scarf headpieces. She always sat in the first seat of the first row - where my Dad and I sit now. I don't know how long she'd lived in this country. But she went back to Liberia occasionally and took supplies and bibles that the church collected. She died during her last trip home. I thought about her as I watched the movie and believe if she'd been there at the time, she would have been one of the women sitting in the marketplace with a peace placard.
If you haven't seen this movie I urge you to rent it. I wonder what would happen in this world if every woman rose up and said simply ... NO MORE WAR. WE DEMAND PEACE NOW! I doubt I'd be brave enough to stand alone, but I totally believe in the power of a united sistershood.
May you go to sleep tonight knowing that you are safe from war and hunger and thirst.
Missing you all,
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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 to attract this malaise. I know I'm way too full of drama - even for me to listen to, so I'll say au revoir, til we meet again, and good night.
Wishing for you machines that work, joy in the little things and good karma,
Monday, January 11, 2010
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?
"Happiness isn't the great big pleasures that count the most;
it's making a great deal of the little ones."
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'm just rejoicing in the warmth and beauty of my silver friend.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
However, on the first day of the new year, in the new decade IJ turned two. I was not there to greet her on the day she was born, nor anywhere near on her following birth anniversaries. I have to enjoy this little beauty from afar. When I got his photo of the Birthday Queen I immediately felt that IJ epitomized how I feel about birthdays. Look how she closes her eyes as if to enhance the chocolaty goodness of food fit not only for the gods but for curly haired birthday girls. It almost makes me want to give myself a perm and dive into a vat of chocolate frosting.
I'm late in saying it, but Happy Birthday Ivy Jane! May your life always be full of the things that bring you great joy.
I wish for each of you something made of chocolate to put a smile on your face,
P.S. That quote might be one of my all time favorites.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
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.
Friday, January 1, 2010
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