Thursday, September 30, 2004


I'm sick and tired of talking about how sick and tired I get.  I'm really trying to work through this one.  My roommate is getting over a bug.  I'm just starting.  And it's really bugging me.  Headache, sore throat, fever, aches, pains.  But I'm loading up on everything good.

I've been trying to detox from coffee.  This week I'm down to a small cup of 3/4 decaf and 1/4 regular.  I'm ready to be completely off the addiction.  But the headaches are just too much to torture myself with.  So I have the little bit of caffeine when my headaches get to a point where I can't look at the light.  It kinda interferes with my driving.

I was hunched over with dry heaves this morning.  Nice huh?  I didn't have anything in my stomach to hack up.  Instead, I nearly broke blood vessels in my eyes.

I'm off to a focus group in Beverly Hills.  Ugh.  It was supposed to be in Santa Monica - a place I know very well.  But now I have to read directions and all that jazz.  Sure I've been to BH 90210 but I don't spend enough time there to really know my way around.  Turns out it's about the same distance from here that Santa Monica is.

I love focus groups.  I did one last year too.  You know, you sit in a room, talk about a product, give your opinion and get paid cash out the door.  Bonus!  Trip money.

I just hope to be back in time for SURVIVOR.  I don't know how to set my VCR to record.  By the way - thanks for the reminder DiAnne.  I can always count on you to remember the little (important) details.

Loading up on Zinc-Echinacea lozenges, Vitamin C, Organic Chicken Soup (y-u-m), lots of water and a rip-roaring positive attitude.  Ha!  Even I can't pull that off with a straight face.  I'm whiny and cranky.  It ought to be interesting, spending two hours locked in a room with total strangers tonight.

Now I know why they call it a focus group - To get through it, I need to keep focus on the CASH!

Sunday, September 26, 2004

"My Doggone Life"

"Hi Everyone!  Welcome to the first installment of J2P's new series, My Doggone Life.

I'm your host, HunnyBunnyBoo - please call me Hunny, but don't let the name fool ya.  ...  MamaFreee actually put me up to this, and I'm only doing it for extra Greenies and another romp in the mud.  She knows how to get to me.


Since we spend our days at the beach, dogparks and hiking trails, with friends, other dogwalkers and many different dogs - not my choice, I assure you - we're finding that's become the subject of most of our photography.  So it's my brilliant idea (thankyouverymuch) to put some of the photographs to good use.

In this new series, we'll post images for you - yes you - to caption.  You can leave captions in comments or post them in your own journal.  If you do, be sure to leave a link in the comments thread of this entry.  Perhaps we'll mix it up a bit and ask you to write stories or screenplays based on the photographs.  Who knows where it'll end up.  In the can or on the cutting room floor - it's all up to you.

So, without further ado, here's your first My Doggone Life Caption Challenge:"

Saturday, September 25, 2004


OK, here we go.  In celebration of the new AOL Journals enhancements, I'd like to make a suggestion (if I may).  Since I'm so far behind in journals - and I know I'm not the only one - I'm surrendering to the realization that this is just the way it's gonna be from now on.  AOL-J is great.  And it just keeps getting greater and bigger.  But sometimes it's just too much work to search for journals.  For me, I get distracted and forget screen names and journal names all the time.  I tend to click on journals that are readily available and easy to find.

So, to expedite blog-jogging or journal-hopping, it would be a lot easier for us (for me) to visit you if you do one or both of the following:

Suggestion #1
Leave your journal link in the comment section
of each journal you read.  Since URLs are now functional in comments, it would be much easier to click on your link, and pay you a visit.

Suggestion #2
I understand how tedious it can be to keep posting your link in every single comment thread.  I never do it.  So, instead (or, in addition) please post a link to your journal in your AOL PROFILE.  That way, we're just a few clicks away from finding you.  [much more efficient than a copy, click, paste, search, click]

Mind you, these are just suggestions.  But if you're looking for visitors - because we're looking to visit you - I do think you'll notice a difference in the traffic in your journals if you make it easier for us to find you.

Thank you.  Happy linking!

Friday, September 24, 2004


I admit, having a laptop is doing wonders for my laziness.  It's doing absolutely zero for my social life.  But this is where I want to be.

I finally watched my Netflix movies.  Not bad.  Only took me six weeks.  I had to polish them to get through the thick layer of dust they had gathered.  But I wasn't completely impressed with the movies I had.  So, three more came today.  Normally that would be exciting, right?  Yeah, well instead, I'm a little nervous.

I went out on a limb and put Lolita at the top of my queue.  Everyone seems so intrigued by the story.  We all know what it means when we refer to the Lolita Syndrome.  It's been the talk of controversy since the book was written.  The positive reviews are outstanding.  The only (few) negative reviews I could find were consistently in comparison to the book and/or the earlier film.  I couldn't find one negative review about the subject matter.

I just want to see what the big fricken deal is.  We'll see if I can put my personal opinions/reactions aside while watching a grown man fall in love with a 12-year-old girl.  Ha! Argh!  Already my judgments are rising.

To keep the balance - and to be sure I wouldn't kill anyone in a fit of rage - I also got two comedies.  One stand-up performance by Ellen DeGeneres.  And the bubblegum pop-movie 13 Going On 30.  I'm not necessarily looking forward to that one.  But sometimes a little mindlessness is beneficial.

Speaking of mindlessness...I neglected to mention that I bought [yes, purchased] a few DVDs - pre-owned of course.  One of my choices surprised me a little.  But I remember really enjoying the humor, (plus the dim-wit) and sensitivity of the characters in 50 First Dates.  Talk about a no-brainer.  It's one of those movies I could put on in the background all day - like Airplane! or Superstar!

I bought two other DVDs.  Hmm ... I'm not gonna tell you what they are.  So, you tell me!  The first person to guess both of the other two DVD-movies I purchased gets an autographed Teaser CD.

edit - I had an obvious hint in here before I posted the entry.  But I removed it ... uhh, because it seemed obvious.  But someone wants a hint.  So, here it is ... are you ready?  HINT : read my journal. 

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Caffeine Withdrawals

Ow.  I have a splitting headache.  And it's not from too much partying in celebration of J2P one-year anniversary.  It's much, much worse...

I've begun the process of weaning off caffeine.  Last week I only had coffee [no espresso/lattes].  This week, I'm having coffee - half decaf/half regular.  And aside from feeling a little more tired than usual, today is the first day I have a withdrawal headache.  I haven't had my half-caf yet so I'm pretty sure that will help me get through my day.

But, what a chore.

I've been on and off coffee most of my life. (the child pictured is not me. but wouldn't it be funny if it were!)  Every time I get completely free of caffeine, I remember how great I feel.  I always wonder why I ever drank coffee to begin with.  Until I smell it again.  Ohhhh ... that's what I like about it: the smell, the taste, the feel.

Still, it's good to be off it for a while.  That way when I do have some (after not having any) I get that nice caffeine buzz.  --  Oh yeah, I'm definitely an addict.  I suppose there could be worse addictions.  So, I'll take this one - with a shot of vanilla and non-dairy creamer!

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

One Year Old Today!

To celebrate the First Anniversary of JOURNEY TO PEACE ...

Hunny is sporting her new girly dragonfly collar!


And Freeepeace is playing with (troubleshooting) her new computer. 

We shall return with more pictures, videos and stories to last a lifetime.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

Prissy Monkey

Today, while I was out getting my favorite smoothie, I took a moment to stop at Ross.  I just wanted to see if they had any Prissy Monkey shirts before I return SloMo's to her.  No luck.  I'm just gonna have to suck it up and kiss this cutie goodbye.  [It looks way better on SloMo anyway]

Well, that 'moment' turned into an hour.  Afterall, we're talking about Ross here!  I did get a few t-shirts as I was trying to stock up on more dogwalking clothes.  When I couldn't find pants I was looking for in the Juniors section, I browsed through the Boys rack.  I found things faster there than I ever have.  It was quick and painless.  Nothing like rummaging through piles of women's jeans.  Oooh, and I got a couple of zip-up hoodies for the fall.

pictures of Freee, Ellie and Scout taken by Robbie.

Clean Sweep!

I spent the entire day Saturday, cleaning out and organizing my closet, drawers, cabinets, old files, boxes, shelves, books, art supplies, desk ... and still there's more to do.  I don't know what got into me yesterday.  I started around 9am and finally crashed well-after midnight.  My back is sore, just from leaning forward to go through boxes and files.  I actually organized current files and drawers.  I hung bulletin boards, pictures and Carly's Creation (finally).  I figure, if I'm really going to paint my walls like my sidebar implies, I'll just take everything down.  It's been over a year and that project is still on the back burner.

It's amazing how a little something on the walls can give a room that warm, lived-in feeling.  I should've done this last year.  Ah, whatever.  It's looking and feeling great in here.

Something I did - that I haven't ever done - is toss out old files, papers, organizers and notebooks.  I'm talking like, ten bags stuffed with recycling - one for each year.  I went through every single piece of paper to make sure I didn't have some "important" notes I wanted to keep.  By the tenth hour of my day I was ready to get lazy and chuck the last stack of notebooks in the bin.  But I kept trudging through when I found, tucked in an envelope of a three-year-old notebook, seventeen-dollars!  Ah-ha!  THAT'S why I go through every piece of paper.

I wish I had before and after pictures.  But there's not really much of a visible difference.  It's more of a clearing, from the inside out.  My closet was becoming like Pandora's Box.  I kept adding things and avoiding the piles.  I could barely step foot inside.  But now, when I open my closet door, it feels so spacious, I could actually lay down and chill out in there.  It's still a bit of a mess in my room.  But that's because I'm mid-clearing.  I haven't even gotten to the northwest side yet.  I still have to go through my altar (shrine) stuff.  I need to clear shelves under the TV.  And my bookshelf needs even more work.  Oh, and two more drawers in the bathroom.  I totally organized under the sink first thing yesterday.  And I finally installed hooks for extra towels.

Oh my!  I'm suddenly acutely aware of how boring this entry is.  Ha!  I mean, I'm excited about the progress.  But reading it back, it's like ... yeah .. ok .. so?

Whatever.  I feel good.  And I'm seventeen bucks richer!

Computer Madness

Power-Blogging at slow speeds ahead!  Where have I been?  What have I been doing?  I can tell you what I haven't been doing.  And that's keeping up in AOL-J.  I'm missing my fix.  It makes me a little anxious.

The Emmys are on tonight.  So I don't know just how much I'll be able to catch up in J-Land.  I'll be glued to the TV.  Keep your eyes peeled for my friend Jennifer.  There's a good chance she'll get a screen shot!

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I feel so out-of-the-loop without sound on my computer.  My AOL Companion isn't working so I never really know when I get a message.  I can't listen to audio files [duh] or AOL Radio.  Seriously, it's like I only have partial hearing.  It's somewhat annoying.  But I'm learning to really appreciate the ability to hear.

I've also learned quite a lot about notebook computers in the last few days.  You know me; give me a product and I'll research it to the ground.  After hours of comparisons, phone calls, retail store visits, questioning sales assistants and reading consumers reports, I finally made an important decision.

This new little baby is scheduled to arrive at my doorstep Tuesday afternoon.  The anticipation is killing me.  But it's exciting.  I'm looking forward to experiencing a faster, more efficient computer and all of the added benefits this new one will provide.

My current four-year-old computer has been with me through many incarnations.  Aside from its addictive distracting qualities, this computer has been the catalyst of so much creativity, fun, pain, healing and growth.  Strange to think of it that way - as if it has a personality.  I guess it does.  I mean, my relationship with my computer has taught me more about myself than I ever could've imagined.

It's seen me in and out of a relationship.  It moved with me, cross-country and back, all within six months.  It's seen ... oh ... seven homes in the last four years.  Had I known then ... obviously, a notebook computer would've served me very well from the start.

Beginning Tuesday I can hit the road without the added anxiety of being away from my pals all over the world (that would beyou).  I can actually be that coffee house writer overlooking the beach while I'm posting entries. [An image conjured up by Andrea, way back when...]

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Picture This

I gave Fishboy full control of the digicam Thursday afternoon.  I swear, I've tried a bazillion times to get close to the swarms of dragonflies I see on a daily basis at the dogpark.  They flitter around so fast, I can hardly focus my eyes on them - never mind trying with the camera.  Fishboy captured one in just a day.

I love all the pictures he took. Look at our HunnyBunny.  She was willing to pose this time.  She's practically laughing.  That close-up of Otis was taken in the PeaceMobile.  It cracks me up.  He's so damn cute.  When Fishboy saw the pomeranian, he said, "I'm gonna get a picture of the Opie-dog."  And what a great picture it is.

Check out that action shot of the chocolate lab at the bottom. She's a ball-chasing pro.  Fishboy captured the very moment she dove for the ball.  All four paws are off the ground.  And if you look closely, you'll see the ball is securely in her jaws.

He took some video footage of playtime too.  But, unfortunately, my computer is still not cooperating.  So, those will have to wait. [but not for long]

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

In Phoenix

While driving to Tucson with Robbie last month, she claims it was a pleasant friendly ride until about the time we hit Phoenix.  When Robbie proudly told Peachy that Freee does indeed get bitchy, Peachy announced, "Freee caught bitch at Phoenix."

Whooooboy - I am soooooo in Phoenix right now!

I'm going out of my overactive mind today.  This lovely computer of mine is so close to the graveyard.  We're hanging on a thread here.  If anyone has any idea how I can get my sound to work, that would be a great help.  Apparently I don't have the DDRAW.DLL file.  And I have no multimedia components.  Hello?!  How does that happen?  I had them before I tried to reinstall my webcam.  How do I know I had them?  Because I HAD SOUND.

It's times like these that I wish I was a techie...or married to one...or rich enough to just buy my new computer already.  LOL

You should see my workstation.  This poor computer has been through the gamut.  First the floppy drive went [years ago].  Then the monitor blew [years ago].  Then the mouse input broke [thank god for USB].  Then my CPU fan wore out and made my computer appear as if it crashed.  So I lost every bit of information last summer.  Then one of my Memory sticks wasn't functioning properly so I was running on half RAM speed [or whatever you call that].  Then we all know what happened recently.  And since then, I haven't been able to get things back to appropriate working condition.  AOL still needs to be reinstalled.  I still can't upload pictures with ZoomBrowser.  And now I can't even upload video, or listen to the radio, or hear every nuance I'm used to hearing on my computer.

So yeah, I'd say I hit Phoenix ... ohhh ... last night.  And I'm still visiting.

PS - no offense to the beautiful city of Phoenix.  It's just the innocent victim of bad timing and traffic.

Monday, September 13, 2004

Doggy Camp

Welcome to Freeepeace's Doggy Camp.

I love dogs (we know this) but I'm very selective about the dogs I allow to stay overnight with us.  It's a lot of work.  And a lot of added stress.  But because I see Winnie and Sparky every day - and because they are good friends - and because Hunny loves them both - I am thrilled to have them here!

Saturday I picked up Winnie [Australian Shepherd pictured on the RIGHT].  Along with her came her big fluffy bed, one full backpack [food, bowls, toys, treats, treats and more treats] and a cooler bigger than my own [more food - perishable].  She eats better than me!

Today I picked up Sparky [Miniature Schnauzer pictured in the MIDDLE].  She came with her fluffy bed, a grocery bag of food and treats, and an oversized, overstuffed bag of stuffed, squeaky toys.  So far, she's the only dog who hasn't played with any of them.  She does, however, like Hunny's bones...especially the one Hunny is chewing.  Oh the joy of the animal kingdom.  Or, in this case, queendom.

I swear, Winnie and Sparky have more toys than Hunny's had throughout her entire life.  I'm beginning to feel bad for Hunny now.  Anytime I let her stay overnight with someone, I pretty much drop her off with her leash and collar.  Winnie even has her own backpack!

Aside from all the bones, it looks like a daycare around here.  It's great.  When it's playtime, they all play.  When it's naptime, they all nap.  When it's mealtime, they all eat.  When it's snacktime, I have their undivided attention. [pictured]

All three dogs can do different tricks.  Winnie can roll over.  Sparky can give me a high-five.  Hunny will sing and howl up a storm if she hears the sound of sirens off in the distance.  And I can get laryngitis imitating the sound of sirens trying to prove it.  Instead, I settle for a dance [which is the third cutest thing she does - preceded by howling and humping].

Tonight is our first night together.  We'll see how well everyone does sleeping through the night.  So far, we are accident-free.  And I haven't had to breakup any fights ... yet.  ::knock wood::  We've got a whole week of this.

I'm so lucky that my roommate loves animals.  He says the more the merrier.  But then again, he greets them, gives them treats, rolls around on the floor with them, takes their pictures and leaves.  I'm in charge of the feedings, walking, cleanup and discipline.  Ah, no worries.  I signed up for it all.  I love my job!

Saturday, September 11, 2004


Light and Laughter

One of my favorite ways to spend a weekend is to have no plans whatsoever.  That way I can create my day as I go along.  Today I met Cheryl at the Saturday Morning Farmer's Market by the Santa Monica Airport.  It was blazing hot so we didn't stay long.

I ooh'd over fresh basil and aah'd at these juicy tomatoes.  A few even came home with me.  I'm not usually a big fan of tomatoes but these were unbelievably sweet.  I ate a whole one, with basil and cheese. umm ... YUM!

Love At First Sight

On the way out, Cheryl fell in love with this beautiful cockatoo.  Her name is Bonita.  She's 15 years old.  Her life expectancy is 85 years.  So ... let's see ... fifteen cockatoo years is ... hmm ... ok, carry the one ... yep, about fifteen human years! 


The later part of my day was spent in quiet reflection. [That's not mentioning the frantic running around and hyper anxiety trying to be ready to leave my house by 5:30].  Tonight we're gathering with many of our friends in ceremony under the stars.  We'll circle up and set personal and collective intentions, continuing to hold the space for peace in the universe.

Circle will be at 8pm PDT.  Where ever you are at that time, feel free to take a few moments to set intentions, say a prayer, sing a song, light a candle ... anything in the name of peace.  After that, dance under the stars.  Set yourself free.  And know you are loved.

Friday, September 10, 2004


I finally wrote to my mom and dad about my upcoming Boston Trip.  It was much easier than I anticipated.  But, then again, everything usually is.  The anticipation is usually worse than the actual action.

Anyway, I've been exhausted.  I think it's because of the non-stop running around I've been doing.  Not to mention the blazing summer heat all week.  Every day I think to myself, "I'm going to go home and arrange my living space."  I know that would do me a world of good.  My altar [or as SloMo and Robbie call it: my shrine] is empty.  I rearranged my room about a month ago.  And still nothing is organized.  Most of my shriney stuff is still in a box on the floor.  Some of my office files are in a box at my feet.

And when I had to uninstall/reinstall programs on my computer last week, I didn't notice till this week that I lost ALL of my AOL files.  All emails.  All correspondence.  Including business stuff.  Not good. [which reminds me, I have to print a few invoices]  But hey, it's a clean slate.  I never would've done it on my own.  Apparently the universe took care of that for me.  Thank you Mercury.  Argh.

I haven't been eating as well as I was when I "took control of my diet" [thank you Coy for that true reflection].  I went on vacation a month ago.  And even though I'm physically back home, my spirit and attitude are still on vacay-mode.  It's okay.  But I do notice a shift in my body and my attitude.  Coffee, ice cream and carbs have all been reintroduced to my system.  And I think nothing of it when I go to the freezer for 'just one more taste of heaven.'  The amount of caffeine I've been having lately is surely weighing on my energy levels.  I can hardly start my day without a cup of coffee [or a latte].  Not only is it a physical dependency but it's damn expensive!

It's time to buy a coffee maker again.  I had given mine up over a year ago.  I was drinking tea for a long time.  Now I know, I'm a coffee-addict.  I must buy a coffee press so I can save money.  Because, obviously, not having a coffee maker doesn't stop me from having coffee.  I'm afraid to count how much I spend on coffee each week.  But I know it's at least $20.  And that's enough to drive me crazy.  Ooooh, just thinking about it makes me want more!  Stop the insanity!

My dogwalking is going strong.  But not as hectic as it had been for a while.  I'm not hiking in the mornings anymore.  And that creates a huge difference in my energy and in my body.  I need to force myself to find ways to exercise again.  But Hunny and I will have both Winnie and Sparky here all week next week.  They will surely keep me active.

Did I mention we're having a heat wave?  I've been taking my dog group out earlier than usual so we miss the blazing heat of the day.  And still it's over 95-degrees by 9am.  Makes me really lethargic.  Where is Fall already?  [as soon as it comes, you know I'll be missing Summer!]

I ran out of FTP space so posting this entry took longer than expected.  Time to clean that out.  Guess I have another project to add to my list!

Happy Friday everyone.

Wednesday, September 8, 2004

A Few for You

OK folks.  It's school time again.  Fall is rounding the corner.  And some of our fellow journalers have already begun another [or their first] semester in college.  I loved college.  So much to discover.  Little did I know then that life hadn't even begun.  The world is so different today compared to when I was in college. [I never thought I'd hear myself say that.  Where's my cane?]

The following are just a few of some of the greatest young folks' journals.

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  Life or Something Like It 

Sarah [aka luckyaugustgirl] is wise, smart, honest, funny, adorable and willing to be vulnerable on her journey to self-discovery.  I don't know how she is in 'real life' but online she comes across as a shy artist and writer, a little unsure of her place in the world.  But so ready to find out.  Lately I've noticed she's starting to come out of her shell a bit.  She's a little obsessed with shopping, and eBay.  But she knows where to find that out-of-stock Gap sling bag for almost half the price.  Pay her a visit and read all of her most recent entries.  You'll see how diverse she is.

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I love the name of Mallory's journal.  I can't believe I haven't mentioned her before.  She's a talented artist who loves orange! [right on girl]  She took a lot of the summer off from journaling - probably because most of her entries were about her life in school.  Classes, friends, her sister, her family, etc.  She takes great photos and creates beautiful art.  But she'd probably tell you otherwise.  If she could only see herself the way others see her.  She's very shy, so don't overwhelm her with loud comments just yet [Gregg].  But be sure to visit her and leave a note.

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  Kool Aid and Ramen

I'm pretty sure most of you know of Jesse.  So this is either a new journal for you to check out, or a reminder about a great one.  Jesse's young in body but old in spirit.  He's cute [oh-so-cute], in grad school, close with his family and surviving cancer.  He's not updating as frequently. 

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Don't mess with these folks.  For some reason I feel very protective of our college journalers.  [and there are so many!]  Suddenly I feel so old.  That's not like me.  But to think, kids starting college this year were born the year I graduated high school.  That's so sad. 

It's okay.  I have these guys to keep me young.  Well, that and my naturally youthful spirit.   ::::::flapping wings::::::

Monday, September 6, 2004

Letting Go


To the fire, I offer:

~ Mono
~ Car troubles
~ Negative reactions to negative responses
~ Resistance to visiting my folks
~ Financial struggles
~ Starbucks vanilla soy lattes

From the ashes, I request:

~ Continued health
~ Love in its purest form
~ Honest reflection
~ To finish my CD project
~ To work from my heart
~ To play from my heart...often
~ Coffee Bean vanilla soy lattes

Goodbye Summer days.  Thank you for all you brought this year.  I am enjoying your last couple of weeks.

Hello Autumn.  Take your time.  I'll be right here waiting for you.


Feel free to make your offerings and/or requests here.  The flame burns for us all.

Sunday, September 5, 2004

CyberBall Memories

Just got my pictures back from the AOL-J Anniversary Ball.  Mad rumors were going around about me and some kind of ping pong ball trick [Gregg!]  But here's proof that I was out back all night while y'all were inside being all glamorous and high-class.

I loaned my camera to Gigi that night.  I suppose that explains this picture of me and SloMo.

Apparently SloMo's date stood her up.  ...  I was just trying to comfort her with a smoke and a smile.

Suddenly, the ping pong ball rumor doesn't seem so bad.

Friday, September 3, 2004

Scattered Randomosities

I am so incredibly tired.  I got up early this morning, stretched, responded to some email, and fell directly back into bed.  I slept for two more hours.  And I'm feeling even more exhausted than when I first got up.

TGIF - and a long weekend to boot.  After today's dogwalking, I'm looking forward to doing nothing over the next few days.  Nothing to me just means having no plans.

There's a lot I want to do.  There's even more I need to do.  But mostly, it's my time to do whatever, whenever the mood strikes me.

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I absolutely have to write to my mom and tell her I'm coming to visit in October.  I still haven't done that.  And I have to call my brother again, to confirm dates and plans.  All of that seems easy enough.  But I suppose if it were so easy, I'd have done it already.  [October!  Ack, that's next month already!]

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I just finished writing in an email that I desperately want coffee.  I'm almost too tired to go get some.  The moment I sent the email, my phone rang.  It was my roommate.  He called from Starbucks - wanting to know if I wanted something.  I swear, sometimes all I have to do is THINK a thing and it gets manifested instantly.  The power of thought - I'm telling ya!

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I can feel my edges creeping up on me.  This week has been eventful.  But also deeply introspective. The change of seasons is approaching.  I get very internal during fall and winter.  As an adult, fall is my favorite time of year.  I find myself resisting change.  But I'm also anxious for it to happen.  At least with the seasons, I expect the change.  Other changes can be more difficult if they seemingly take me by surprise.

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I'm off to walk doggies.  I'll be back to hopefully get caught up around here.  Apparently there's a lot going on in AOL-J.  I just came from SloMo's journal.  She gave me much to consider when it comes to AOL Journals, TOS, privacy, rights and security.

Is there anything else I might need to know about?  Leave a link, comment, email, etc.

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Oh, Mercury went direct yesterday.  So by next week, things should be settled a bit more.  Let's hope anyway.

Thursday, September 2, 2004

Counting my Blessings


photo taken by: the butterbean

This doggie-adventure is turning out to be a profound experience.  A trip right out of JournalLand - smack dab into FriendLand.  As each moment passes, I'm moved to find myself reflecting on the levels and layers of blessings and lessons I've received - just by showing up.  [imagine that]

When I really think about it, I get delightfully stunned by the blind trust Peachy put into Robbie and me.  It's a little surreal - picking up two dogs most of us hardly knew.  Then driving in the blazing heat to a place Robbie and I had never before visited.  And landing in a 3-D world that was once one-dimensional and intangible.

Not to mention the twelve hour drive there and ten hours back.  That's a lot of getting-to-know-you time.  By the tenth hour on the first day, Robbie got to experience another side of Freee(not-so-at)Peace.  Luckily, I was able to laugh at my own insanity.  I can't really remember, but I think Robbie was having her own good time making fun of me - as only a friend can do.

Robbie and I have been getting to know each other gradually through AOL-Journals.  We've met for tea.  She's come to see me play music.  We went to Jamey's show.  She's even been here for SloMo's Coca-Cola Cake.  But I can't remember the last time I spent such a concentrated amount of time with anyone.  Well, without hating each other in the end.

When Peachy asked for help, Robbie and I jumped on board as if we were already a team.  My time and space is precious to me.  And I'm really picky about who I spend it with.  I somehow just knew this would be a wonderful opportunity to grow and learn - and have some fun along the way!

Robbie's a great travel companion.  She's deep - with a whole lot of life experience to draw upon.  I think we were both surprised by the amount of talking we did.  She kept me awake and sane(ish) through the entire drive.  We both packed a bunch of CDs to keep us rolling - but as I recall we listened to maybe three songs total.  We kept having to turn the music down to hear each other's compelling stories.  Well, she had compelling stories.  Mine were just...stories.  LOL

If you ever want to get to know the real someone, take a road-trip together.  I'm still learning a lot from our drive together.

Thanks Robbie for a great road-trip.  For your sweet, strong calming spirit.  And for all the many laughs that will last a lifetime.  I adore you.


Who Is Peachy?  ~  The Truth Revealed

From reading The Peach Pages [and before that, Pull Up A Chair] I was totally expecting the Harper Valley PTA Mom, complete with big hair and long nails, wearing high heals, tight jeans and a low-cut shirt.

While all that would've been sexy on Miss Peach, I was pleasantly surprised to see how down-to-earth she really is.  She's as genuine as one gets.  And that alone is most sexy.  She's beautiful from the inside out.  Generous, compassionate and hysterically funny.  And a teeny tiny bit self-conscious.  I think that's what keeps her real.

She's amazing with the dogs.  I'm really particular, and have strong opinions about how dogs should be handled, treated, trained, etc.  And Peachy is on the same wavelength.  The dogs are in great hands with her.  And she's in great paws with them.

To think that before last weekend, Peachy and I really only knew each other through our journals.  Without question or hesitation, she, her family and friends opened their hearts to us and offered all the love they had.  Today I feel like I have known Peachy and her family for if we've just been reacquainted.

I'm enjoying our connection.  It seems we're both learning from each other.  Peachy and I couldn't be more different - in some ways.  Yet, we're a lot alike in many ways.  She's open-minded and open-hearted.  But assertive and feisty.  She totally accepts people for who they are.  But don't think of crossing her.  She's able to see the potential for growth in every moment.

Peachy is incredibly intelligent.  No matter what the subject or topic of conversation, she can hold her own.  And she can pull wicked laughter from me with her quick wit and prophetic humor.  She could have me on the verge of tears with a personal story and BAM - I get blindsided by her punchline.  Before I know it, I'm cry-laughing.  I don't know how she does it.  It's a gift - and she uses it well.  A healthy balance of head and heart.

And whooooboy, that woman can TALK.  We're both zippy spazzes on the ADD Train.  Three hours can go by and I hardly know it until one of our phones starts to die.  And still, we're like "oh wait, just one more thing..."

I can honestly say if it wasn't for AOL-Journals and Peachy's recent personal crisis, I would still only be one of many readers of The Peach Pages.  But thankfully, we both agree we were meant to meet and be friends.  I'd even go so far as to call her family.

As different (or diverse) as The Peach and I are, she totally gets me.  And I'm pretty sure I get her.  What we don't understand in each other, we're both willing to learn.  That's all a friendship takes.

Thanks for your blind trust Peachy.  Meeting each other was karmic - divine intervention - cosmic - meant to be - God's will.  Here's to a lifetime (or two or three) of many blessings and future lessons.

Hugs to you, Wayne, Butter, Trey, Melissa, Curt, Kiersten, Rusty, Devon and Zach!  Sloppy kisses and training bits to Ellie, Scout, Sadie and Casey.  I love you all.

Wednesday, September 1, 2004

The Butterbean

The trip to Arizona was a total success.  The experience brought so many hidden blessings.  New adventures.  New friends.  New energy.  I'm still in awe.

The first person I saw when we pulled into Peachy's driveway (after the twelve hour trek) was the one person I was itching to meet - The Butterbean.  I jumped out of the car and ran to him with open arms.

~~ I know, I know, this entry is supposed to give you insight to Peachy and Robbie.  I'll get to that.  I promise.  They deserve their own entries - or two, or three... ~~

I spent much of my time with the BeanyBoy and a few of his friends.  I just couldn't keep up with the adult conversation in the kitchen.  OK, I guess I could have.  I just didn't want to.  So I made my way to the livingroom floor to be even more befuddled by the Yu-G-iOh! card game the boys were playing.  (honestly, how do they do that kind of math in their heads?)

I had talked to The Butterbean before I arrived about critters and the desert.  I know nothing - well, very little - and he knows everything - well, very much - about the desert.  He was the best tour guide I'd ever had on any vacation I've ever taken.  This kid remembers the names and characteristics of all cactus (cacti? cactusses?) and every moving creature on land and in the sky.

Zooooommm ...Hey Butterbean, what just flew overhead?  I thought he'd missed it.  But after a little squinting toward the sun, he looked back into my eyes and informed me, "That's a Cactus Wren."

My favorite part of the tour was when he showed me one of very many snake holes.  Confident the snakes were sleeping below our feet, he pointed out a spider web at the opening of the biggest hole and quizzed, "Do you know what this is?  [dead-silence from me] ...  It's called sharing a home."  He went on to say the spider would be an asset to the snake as bugs will get trapped in the web providing nourishment for both the snake and the spider.  [hello genius-boy]

I'd share more about the actual tour but I can't remember the name of one cactus or plant or critter he introduced me to - in great detail even.  It didn't matter how many times he said the name, it just didn't sink in.  For this entry, I even had to do a google search on the state bird of Arizona to remember the name.  I knew it was a wren but couldn't remember cactus.  Hellooooo!  So I took a lot of pictures [like a true tourist] and told him I'll need his help labeling them.

After the thorough tour of the desert [which is essentially his backyard] he showed me a few of his signature baseball pitches he's been working on all summer.  A boy after my own heart.  He's got quite a wind-up.

Later he showed me where the geckos hang out during the night.  Cute little things.  We tried, but I just couldn't get a clear image of one because of the light/night contrast.  And after that, he shared his talent on the recorder.  He knows more than a dozen songs by heart.

This little being is very well-rounded.  He can do anything he sets his mind on.  He's intelligent, wise, creative and compassionate.  Of course, he has his feisty side too.  But, don't we all?  It's a nice balance.

According to The Butterbean, he's saving for a trip to LA.  I believe it too.  Look out Hollywood.  He'll take us by storm.


Hi BeanyBoy. Thank you for the tour.  Keep practicing those pitches.  You're on the right track.  I hope to see you again soon.  Until then, enjoy school and put your heart into all you do.  And now that this entry is a total link-fest to your AOL-Journal, I suggest you spend some time posting an entry or two. :P