Society for the Preservation of My Sanity

Posted by subject G~ at 09:30 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)

when i found out they'd joined this organization, i just couldn't stomach even the thought of going in there to spend my money.

you'll be surprised, maybe even shocked and amazed, at some of the other big companies listed there, too. i know for some of them, i was surprised, but others, it was no surprise at all.

stop by this page and give it a look-see. and if you're as ticked off that a so-called family business like w @l-m @art has signed on with kinda crap, write 'em a letter and let. them. know.

i did.

lemme know if you take any action on this, please?

Posted by subject G~ at 12:44 PM | Permalink | Comments (7) | TrackBacks (0)

maybe it's all for the best?

I see pretty much the same amount of visits I usually have, and mostly from "the regulars" (lol).. but no comments.

Now, I'm not a comment-freak. Although some folks might think so because I respond (and sometimes carry on whole conversations with myself!) inside the comments... I just love the conversational feel that comments can give to a post.

Matter of fact, one post that's dropped off "recents" just got a new comment from a new visitor, which I thought was awesome. (Hi, Sheryl & thanks for your remarks!!) [click here to read]

I know sometimes there's just nothing to say to my posts. ROFLOL!! Some of them are just beyond a response.

Anyhow... I know folks are busy getting their kids back to school, off to college or getting themselves back to classes! (go you!) and such... and I know that blog hoppin' waxes and wanes... but it just seems kinda odd when I can see that the usual folks are coming by, but they don't leave even a 'hello' like they normally would. Makes me feel like something must be wrong.

I addressed it in that last post. And I won't mention it again... at least I don't THINK I will... I just wanted to say that I think maybe it's time for me to take a hiatis from me bloggy. ;) What with getting Casey settled into his lessons and all, like I said, computer time has to be cut way down anyway. But I do love my blog... like I've said many times, it's my therapy and I treasure the wisdom, encouragement and gentle reproofs I've gotten from the friends I have here.

So... consider this a trial vacation... I'll just have to see how the Lord leads me in this. I pray that you and yours are well, safe and happy and your days are peaceful and blessed. I'll be hoppin' around to visit occasionally, so don't be surprised to find one of my mega-comments in one of your posts. *blush* You know my wordiness will have to come out somewhere!

If you want to contact me... do so here.

God bless you til I "see" you again!!! (cuz I will!)

Posted by subject G~ at 08:50 AM | Permalink | Comments (15) | TrackBacks (0)

It just takes a minute : It's the least we can do : It's nothing out of your pocket : But what it stands for? Does it mean anything to you?
Just do it...
...do more

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Posted by subject G~ at 10:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBacks (0)

WOW! I just clicked over to my clustr map and was I ever shocked to see so many red dots in SO many places!!! Wow. I am STUNNED!!!

And yet? I 'm a little sad. Yeah...the 'no comments from new visitors' thing. *sigh*

Would you believe it? I've read a couple different posts (I"ll have to go find the links now!) about commenting, commenters, re-commenting and um...well, whatever you'd call it when the blogger comments in reply to their own commenters....um, would that be re:commenting? I dunno....

So anyhow, yes. I'm as vain as the next blogger in craving comments. Not just for the sake of a high number at the end of my entries, but when I know new people are visiting? Well, it's just nature to wonder "who" you are, where you're from, how and why you came here and what you thought about your visit.

And now, the inevitable plea....if you're new here, or you're a lurker who's never commented before....would you please just say hi? I won't bite. For goo'niss sakes! I can't even reach you from way over here! ;) And even if I could...I've had alllll my shots. (and then some!)

Okay. Gratuitous begging over.

Thanks in advance.

Posted by subject G~ at 06:07 PM | Permalink | Comments (20) | TrackBacks (0)

The "add yourself to my weather map" didn't work. WAH!

It's just added your location to some random, anonymous map out there somewhere. *sniffle*

So....if you would be so kind as to email me your location, I will add you to the map myself. If you're not comfortable with that, I understand. I just love being able to see at a glance what everyone else's weather is like.

SOMEHOW I'll figure out how to let ya'll see it. *grumble*

My email is located on the sidebar in the Mind Fluff section. Heh.

Thanks!!!

Posted by subject G~ at 08:22 AM | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBacks (0)

I know a lot of ya'll have linked on my frappr, but I found another site I really like and it not only tells me where you are without telling me WHO you are, but it shows me your weather too!

I had to search out the weather info this morning. Specifically the barometric pressure and humidity.

MY JOINTS ARE ALL SCREAMING IN PAIN!!!!

Really! I feel like the Tin Man and THERE IS NO OIL IN MY CAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I even got Dave topped now. It's just his ol' foot hurtin' him. My whole body is a bad foot, man! MY WHOLE BODY! Study on that awhile!

But I will not be whining like some people do.
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At least not today. Heh.

So anyhow....I have some of ya probably on there, but if you don't mind, would you check and if I don't have your city listed, would you put it on there for me? I'd appreciate it. [Just type in your zip or city/state up at the top, click the li'l magnifying glass. When your page opens, up on the right next to the RSS button, there's an "Add To Favorites" link. Click that, and your place will be added to my favorites list. Simple as that!]

Have a non-achy day, wouldja?

Blessings!

Posted by subject G~ at 07:03 AM | Permalink | Comments (11) | TrackBacks (0)

Can somebody tell me why there were 8 search engine hits to my site for the words "colon cleansing at home"???? What da poo?!??!

And what about these:::

progesterone cream makes me sick

i m glad my wife only wears dresses

phobia to farts

golden retriever flatulance

how to care for a sick toad

schitzphrenic, and schitzphrenic medical disorder

society for the preservation of paragraphs (could there be one out there REALLY?)

pass me something wicked

Really, people! What's up with some of those?!?! Crazy! One might think I write a lot about farts and mental disorders around here!! Oh, and flatulance.

What is UP wid dat?!?

Okay, okay....I'll admit...I can see how most of those came up....but that sick toad thing??

I have no clue whatsoever....

Posted by subject G~ at 01:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)

Obviously, I'm not a rapper. And even if I were, I wouldn't be doin' no rappin' today.

The Monster Headache To End All Headaches is still here.

But in a rare optimistic moment, I am glad to announce to you that so is DSL!

F-I-N-A-L-L-Y!!!!!

So, even though my headache is still here and as nasty as ever, at least it isn't being exacerbated by a crappy dialup connection.

See? There's always something positive if you just dig hard enough and be sure to grit your teeth.

;)

Happy Weekend, ya'll.

Posted by subject G~ at 12:44 PM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBacks (0)

Just wanted to let you know, The G~ has noticed the hugs counter going up. The G~ knows it's someone out there, because...well, because The G~ knows it's not her! The G~ wishes you to know, she appreciates the love.

The G~ notices. The G~ smiles. Sometimes. On the inside. But not here. Not in this picture at least.

That is all.

Posted by subject G~ at 06:38 PM | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBacks (0)

Just a quick note to let ya'll know I THINK maybe I've figured out the Frappr map thing...I know some of you said you couldn't put a pin on it and thanks to Lynn, maybe it'll work now.

(notice how I don't commit to the operational probability of anything these days? and really, is it any wonder?)

Just go to that link down on the right there and it will take you to my main page...once you're there, you'll need to click the link for my group and then THERE you can add your pin.

Please take the time to do this. I'd appreciate it bunches!

Thanks!

Posted by subject G~ at 01:16 AM | Permalink | Comments (6) | TrackBacks (0)

Ain'tchoo impressed?! :) I'm a-usin' big words, Maw! I'm a-usin' big words!

Heh. Okay, about this dsl crapola...Tommy's called about three times this week. First, he called a dude from the phone company that he'd worked with before on the job. Um. That dude is no longer with the phone company.

Aherm. Okaaaay, so then he calls and asks to speak to somebody with some authority and got connected to the regional authority dude. Whilst talking with him, Tommy gets quite a bit of run-around...same ol' thing...it appears you're not within the service area and let me talk with my boss and I need to contact engineering and see what the problem is and the obligatory I'll call you right back. Gah. You KNOW he didn't call back, don't you?

So...Tommy called HIM back today. The news, though hard-won, was good considering the news we've been getting all along in this mess. They WILL be doing whatever's necessary to get dsl access to us. As we understand it, that includes some poor pitiful soul having to go down in a manhole to reroute some wires. Oh, the horror!

Gag. My husband goes in manholes as a matter of course in his job on a daily basis, people, doing WAY more nasty stuff than moving some stupid wires around. (or at least, he did til he took this supervisor position) Don't expect me to get all teary-eyed because someone else has to do that on his job, okay? Nope. Not gonna happen.

While I'm thankful to learn we will be getting dsl eventually (the timeline given is 1.5 weeks), what galls me is that this whole mess was due to nothing except someone trying to get out of doing their job. Someone being too sorry to do what they're paid to do. GAG!!

So...there ya go. Sorry, Abby...it appears (although I won't be believing it til it's a cold hard fact) that I'll be leaving you on your own in dialupdom, but remember the heck it's been getting the movers out here! Makes me wonder if the move's gonna be worth the pain.

I'll let you know...

Fondly,
Geannie

Posted by subject G~ at 07:29 PM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBacks (0)

Tomorrow is the day a lotta people will be celebrating Thanksgiving.

Here in America, it's a day when there are school plays featuring Indians and Pilgrims. It's a day when a million ovens will house a turkey for a few hours. Later, said turkey will be devoured, sometimes without so much as a "God is great, God is good, Thank You God, for our food". Sometimes, the meal is shared with family members who won't even speak to each other across the table, let alone the rest of the year. Sometimes the table is surrounded with laughter and loving smiles.

Some Thanksgiving gatherings will be huge! k8 is preparing to host almost 30 relatives at last count. Some gatherings will be smaller. Like ours, I s'pose.

We will gather at my parents' house, my crew, my sister and her boyfriend, my grandma and my in-laws. My mother will be on her last nerve, but she won't show it nearly as much as I would in her place. She'll put on an unbelievable spread and will have every hostess gadget and fancy out that she owns. And that collection is considerable, believe me!

Mamaw will sit in the nearest chair, straining to hear all the conversations. Dad will be fussing around trying to get all the assigned tasks done and possibly fussing with Mom, too.

My sister, well, I'll have to wait and see how she behaves with her dude there. After almost two years of just disliking him big time because he's been totally antisocial to use...well, he's finally come around a little. So we'll have to start calling him by his name instead of referring to him as Lump. He earned that nickname, but I am thrilled that he's finally to the point he'll actually speak and wave when he sees us. And I'm thrilled that my sister is happy.

But if they eat and leave, I'm going have to smack him around some. ;Þ

My boys will likely be sent on an errand or two by their Nana, but will otherwise watch something on TV. Tommy will chat with his parents and the rest of the crowd while the finishing touches are put on the meal.

I will have been there for a while already helping Dad fix the dumplings. Yes, we are having a huge pot of dumplings and I will love every single one I can get into my mouth.

Mom and I have been the Dumplin' Gang for the past 8 or so years ever since Mamaw got to where she couldn't manage it herself. Dad's helped in a pinch a few times. He's going to be taking over Mom's position this year because (I just found out) she burned two nasty places in her hands with a glue gun.

Yes, I know. Guns and Glue are dangerous. Put the combination in my mommy's hands and something bad is bound to happen. As it is, she's working in those nursey gloves. I just hope she doesn't get an infection!

Today, I'm just a mess. Can't seem to get myself together. Can't seem to focus or get anyproject going. I think I'm freaking out about the coming gigantic move-o-rama we have planned. There's just NO place to move stuff too, so you gotta just do it all at once (ha!) or find somewhere else to store "stuff" while you paint, polish, move furniture, etc.

I haven't slept very good the past few nights, either. Oh. And Flo just showed up yesterday. You know it's gonna be a rough ride now.

*shudder*

Okay. I won't dwell on that today. I must make green bean casserole and do what I can to get "stuff" done. Gah! Stuff will be the death of me! LOL!

Mom had to show me all the cleaning, organizing and decluttering she's been doing at her house. It was amazing! I don't know how that woman does all she does. GAH! I think she's commendeered Dad a few days, though. He's not quite as gripey as Tommy is about that stuff. He doesn't like it, but he doesn't complain or try to weasle out. When he's "done" with the job, he'll just disappear!! LOL!

So, I suspect my mother's going to be a raging bull when she gets up here Friday. I just hope I survive.

Maybe we'll all be too full to tackle the job? Sheesh. If only, if only, if only. It has to be done, so I might as well quit fretting.

This was supposed to be a Thanksgiving day post, so let me list a tiny few of my blessings....

Blessings to one and all! If you don't see me 'round for awhile, you'll know one or any combination of the following has happened:

1. I died from turkey overdose
2. I died in the rearranging coup
3. I lived through both, but am suffering post traumatic stress disorder
4. I lived through both, but am enjoying my new digs so much I can't bother telling you about it
5. I lived through both, but am too lazy to jiggety-rig the pix and make a post

Okay. One more thanks:

Posted by subject G~ at 01:39 PM | Permalink | Comments (12) | TrackBacks (0)

I have been trying ALL THIS TIME to get the comments to publish automatically from those of you who comment regularly, but it would never work! I click beside the commenters I want to add to the "trusted" list, click "go", but then nothing would show when I'd check the "trusted commenters" list.

ARGH! How frustrating!

I read all through the MT help thingie, with NO answers. It kept telling me to do the same blasted thing! So tonight I read til I was bleary-eyed on MT forums and found that only commenters who had TypeKey would be eligible for adding to the trusted list.

Gah! Linda said TypeKey wouldn't even work for her, even though I have that authentication code jiggy! Grr!

But....mwah-ha-ha!....tonight I FINALLY hunted down a post where some genius code-writer guy had written a plug-in so that you could manually put emails into a white list, which would then allow the person using that email addy to be automatically published!

Wah-HOO! I am so sick of having to log in, click-click-click to the right area, then approve each comment!!! That and when I'm gone for a few days, I like for ya'll to just carry on a conversation (mostly about how great I am) while I'm gone (because I'm so extremely modest, you see)

So. Tah. Dah. Ha!

I dood it. Even installed it correctly, which is sayin' a lot for me!

G'night ya'll!

Posted by subject G~ at 12:28 AM | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBacks (0)