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Friday, July 16, 2004

Fri, 16 Jul 2004 05:05:14 GMT

As promised, here are some pictures of the front of my house.

This is the east bed. In the background is a rosebush, delphinium "blue mirror", an asiatic lily, in the foreground are my monster giant lambs ears. The red and orange scattered throughout are different kinds of marigold and calendula.

Just another view of the east bed. To the far left are African Horned violets.

Here is a view of the west bed at the front of our house. In the background is our speoria bush,
guara and sedum stonecrop. In the middle are oriental poppies. In the foreground is hens and chicks, more violets, marigold and calendula and arabus (sp?)

Another view of the west front bed. This time showing another set of Asiatic lillies
in the upper left-hand corner.

These guys are the verbascum on the west side of our house.

The homecoming of Andre the Birch tree.

Our house before Andre

Our house after Andre

Our house through Andre's perspective

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Thu, 08 Apr 2004 17:40:49 GMT

New Detroit pics at My Detroit Page

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Wed, 17 Mar 2004 14:09:09 GMT

This is spooky on so many different levels. You can type in any address and it will show an aerial photograph of that location. Yes indeedy, Big Brother is certainly watching all of us. GlobeXplorer ImageAtlas

Thursday, March 04, 2004

Thu, 04 Mar 2004 12:38:08 GMT

Pioneer Thinking is a wonderful resource. I recommend everyone visit the site. I subscribe to their newsletter and I find it helpful. Not many sites do this for me as I find a lot of women's sites a bit too patronizing.

On the insulin front, things are going okay. The type of insulin I'm taking, Lantus, burns when it goes in because of the higher PH level. Not fun. But eh. What are ya going to do?

Thank you to snowpeanut, abyss, spockslovechild and detroitpinay for the encouragement. You guys are great!

Friday, February 27, 2004

Fri, 27 Feb 2004 14:20:48 GMT

I took my first injection of insulin at midnight. It didn't hurt! In fact, I didn't even feel it. It was like watching the needle going into someone else's skin. Right now, my sugars are running high because of the change over from the pills. I feel wonky and tired, still proud of my achievement though! I can't wait until my sugar levels work their way down to a healthy point.

This insulin thing is a milestone for me, not in so much that I got over my needle fear, but in that I've made a positive step towards motherhood. I feel like I've made a deeper commitment to Mike and a deeper commitment to me.

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Tue, 24 Feb 2004 20:40:47 GMT

Went to my endocrinologist today. Tomorrow, I switch over to insulin. Not because my diabetes is worse, however, but because Mike and I want to try to conceive later this year. So my doctor has declared that my time for preparation starts now. Well shit. I guess Lent is as good a time as any. I'm scared. The type of insulin I'll be starting on is Lantus and it doesn't come in pen or pump form. Meaning I have to do it the old fashioned way. Syringes scare me. This is a huge life change.

Monday, February 23, 2004

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 17:28:13 GMT

I was writing in my paper journal a few days ago. It had been ages since I actually put pen to paper. Before then, most of my writing consisted of livejournal blog nonsense, no meaning, no depth, perhaps garnering a smirk or two. I'm tired of expressing myself that way. If I can truly it call ‘expressing’ myself.

Since I’ve taken this position as publications manager/writer/communications manager at my work, I can no longer hide behind “design and layout.” No longer do I simply layout other people’s writing, with no input of my own. I have to rely on my words once again, immerse myself in the stories of others and make them come alive for other people. Accepting the title of writer is like swallowing a big pill with too little water. You better get it down your gullet, or your going to choke on it indefinitely.

Monday, February 23, 2004

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 13:49:05 GMT

I figured out what my New Year's resolution will be (other than getting healthy). To immerse myself completely in the essense of the following words:

accordance, affluence, amplitude, arrangement, attunement, augustness, beauty, blend, blending, bliss, breadth, brightness, brilliance, celebrity, ceremony, chime, chord, chorus, circumstance, comfort, composition, concentus, concert, concinnity, concurrence, consonance, dazzle, delight, diapason, dignity, display, distinction, effulgence, elevation, eminence, enjoyment, euphony, exorbitance, expansiveness, extra, extravagance, fame, fineness, frill, glory, glory, gorgeousness, grandiosity, gratification, gravity, greatness, handsomeness, harmonics, harmony, hedonism, high-living, immensity, immoderation, importance, impressiveness, inclusiveness, indulgence, intemperance, leisure, loftiness, luster, luxuriousness, luxury, magnificence, majesty, mellifluousness, melodiousness, melody, might, music, musicality, nobility, nonessential, opulence, organum, overtone, pageant, pageantry, piece, polyphony, pomp, preciousness, preeminence, radiance, rarity, refulgence, renown, resplendence, richness, satisfaction, show, solemnity, sound, spectacle, splendor, state, stateliness, stylishness, sublimity, sumptuousness, superbity, sway, symphony, transcendency, treat, tune, tunefulness, unison, unity, vastness, well-being...

In regards to: Literature, architecture, music and art. There was once a time when I yearned for all things beautiful. I think I'd like to re-immerse myself in this quest. I must make a date with myself to go to the Detroit Institute of Arts, to wander around Belle Isle once again, to discover Cranbrook, to regularly get lost in John King books, Book Beat and the libraries with which this area is blessed. I hope to muster enough courage to enter into the halls of the Scarab Club or Pewabic Pottery; take a drawing class somewhere, learn how to paint in watercolor. I'd like to once again become entangled in the vines of Art Nouveau, revel in the simple beauty of William Morris and the Arts and Crafts movement. This is what I'd like to do.

Sunday, February 22, 2004

Sun, 22 Feb 2004 03:41:31 GMT

Charles Pugh makes me proud to be a Detroiter!

I got into a "discussion" over same sex marriages during lunch, which proved one thing to me. People like to regurgitate views that are spoon-fed to them, without really thinking about the ideas they express. We all certainly need a course in analytical thinking. Some of us, more than others.

I believe that every human being has a right to choose whether or not they want to publicly proclaim their permanent love and fidelity to one another and have their union recognized fully.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 19:05:11 GMT

Things I've read on livejournal boggle my mind. The stupidity is unbelievable. But I'm a sucker. Or should I say, I'm a gawker. I love watching train wreck after train wreck of pseudo-intellectuals, hipsters, adolescents, immature grown-ups, perverts and the vainest people anyone will ever meet.

I don't get to watch television very often. It's my own personal reality tv. So shoot me.

A lot has happened since I last made a decent entry. New house, promotion at work, new underwear. All that good stuff. Wish I could be better at updating here.