production maven

pro•duc'tion n. 1, act of bringing forward. 2, a product of physical or mental labor; esp., a theatrical presentation. ma'ven n. an expert. Also, ma'vin.

Monday, November 29, 2004

many thanks and one apology

do you want the apology first?
OK.
Sorry I've been so absent lately. Between being balls-to-the-wall busy and being pretty unmotivated due to sheer exhaustion because of the baby-growing work that I've been doing 24 hours a day since last spring, I just haven't written. I'm beginning to think that blogging has gone the way of the Dodo, but maybe that's because I don't write much and I don't foster the two or three readers that I have. Maybe it's just sour grapes. I don't know. Maybe I'm just boring. Maybe I just don't write well. Maybe I should stop the self-flagelating and get on with what I'm thankful for.

It's a couple of days late, but what I'm trying to do here is be thankful every day, not just on the ONE DAY per year that the government gives us to be thankful and eat like gluttons and then have food coma for a day or four after.

So here is my list, today, of what I'm thankful for. Feel free to start your own lists. In fact, I encourage you to take a moment and realize just how good you do have it, no matter what your situation.

- I'm thankful for my loving, moody, handsome, funny, supportive, perfect-match husband and for my excellent family, however crazy they can be and they can make me. It's a good thing to have people who love you unconditionally, especially when you belong to them by blood.

- I'm thankful for this new life that I'm growing. I'm looking forward to meeting her (5 weeks - or less - to go!!) and seeing the person that she is and who she will become. I'm thankful that this has been a relatively easy pregnancy, and that I've been able to carry on in my day-to-day activities and not have to be on bed-rest. Let's see how thankful I am after labor!

- I'm thankful for the friends that I've been fortunate to make, every place I've lived in my life. I'm glad for the opinions and angles that they bring to my perspective. I believe sincerely that they have added immeasureably to the person that I am, for better or worse.

- I'm thankful for the challenges that I face on a daily basis. Sometimes it's the challenge of getting out of bed, and sometimes the challenge is much more than that. As crappy as some of these challenges are, they allow me to rise to the occasion and meet them head-on, and what I take away from them is always a lesson learned. This is a good thing, although it may not seem like it at the time.

- Although I don't support the war, I'm thankful for the people who are willing to give their life for me and the ones that I love. This is a selfish thing to be thankful for. I don't want to lose anyone who I love, and I feel for those who have lost their loved ones in this silly demonstration of one-upsmanship that is taking place to the detriment of our country's reputation and economy.

- I'm thankful for a roof over my head, a warm cozy house, leftover candied sweet potatoes, and ice cream that I can buy at will. I'm thankful for wood for our woodstove, a selection of clothing that I can wear, multiple pairs of shoes that I can choose to wear, and a coat for when I want to go outside.

- I'm thankful for the ability to run my own business from home. I'm grateful for my clients, both the new and the return ones, and for their own personal challenges and expectations they bring to the table. They make me a better business person, even though sometimes I want to yell at them and/or bang them over the head with a metal pot.

- I'm thankful for a beautiful place to live, my animals who bring me much joy, and a peaceful town. I have good neighbors surrounding me (for the most part) and I am glad for how willingly they have opened their arms to us when we moved here four years ago.

- I'm thankful for goals and dreams. Make them fantastic, and you'd be surprised at how much you can accomplish in reaching them.

- I'm thankful for the selection of goods that are made available to me every time I go shopping, for groceries, clothes, shoes, home decor, what have you. I do my best not to get sucked into the materialist thing - and don't make shopping a hobby - but it is nice to have such a choice when I do choose to feed the consumer that exists in me. I am NOT thankful for the millions of ads that are thrown at me on a daily basis (where the hell does Toyota get their advertising dollars, anyway?) and hope to become a more resistant consumer (and I hope that others do the same, and not let the ad machine win).

- Lastly, I am thankful to my readers, and I hope to improve my regularity in writing. Thank you for coming back.

Hope you all had a wonderful holiday weekend and are back to work feeling refreshed and ready to go forward with your day. Happy Monday!

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Sunday, November 07, 2004

sunday = fun day

Not only did we get the leaves broken down into mulch yesterday and got the herb garden insulated with some of the leaves, not only did I clean the house and vacuum and Mr. G. tried to install our new doorknobs (which, by the by, are on the same key core as my parent's house and my dad's hunting camp and my brother's old townhouse and my parent's old motel, so if you steal my keys, they are, literally, the keys to the kingdom) but he couldn't finish the job because the elf working at the Santa's workshop bench cored the knob to my key, and we didn't check Mr. G's key so they don't work quite right... today, Mr. G. got to dig up the septic tank, so that we can get it emptied. It's a good idea to do this every three years, and it's been just over three years, and I'll be dipped (in a septic tank!) if I'll wait for winter and have the damn toilets backed up and the ground frozen. No sir, not me.
To add more fun to the hilarity that has been our work-filled weekend, our frisbee-freak Shepherd, Riley, was urging Mr. G. to throw the damn disk for her, and it fell.
Into the hole.
Where the cap.
Was off.
The septic tank.
The.
FULL.
Septic.
Tank.

I now refuse to go outside. I'll call and make the appointment, but I will not look into that realm of disgusting hell.

How was your weekend? Bring on the snow!

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Monday, November 01, 2004

anyone else there yet?

any other readers out there gotten to the point where, when you get your alumni magazine from your alma mater, you don't know anyone in the "married" pages? It is a strange and disconcerting feeling.

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rigid

When my awesome grandmother, Edith, was alive, she would say that, as she grew older, she wanted to be sure that she did not become rigid in her twilight years, as did most of her "peers". You know, the eating dinner at 4 pm, the "change is bad" attitude, etc.

Unfortunately, I have, I think, become fairly rigid, and I'm only in my third decade. Edith was well into her 70s when she died, almost eight years ago, and she was flexible and fun until the day her cancer got the best of her and she decided not to fight it any more.

We had what qualifies in my world as a very busy weekend. We had Couple A (from New York) on Wednesday night, they arrived before I got home from Boston. They left on Thursday, en route to Montreal for the weekend. Couple B (from Massachusetts) came Friday night, for the night, on their way to see some other friends in the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont. Guests A came back Saturday afternoon for the night, and we went out with tham and Couple C (who live here) for dinner in town, then had dessert back here at the house. It was cool, in a way, because we pretty much saw all of the good friends that we have, in one weekend. However, it was hard for me in a way, just because I am so damn tired all of the time. I loved seeing my great friends, and do look forward to seeing them all again. I just have to remember, for myself, that I can't lump them all together in one weekend. It makes for a very cranky me, by the time it's all said and done. I know that at least one of the couples reads this blog on a regular basis, and I urge them: don't get the wrong idea. We do love having you for a visit, and seeing you, and want to do it more often than once every seven months. This was a tactical error on my end, with the scheduling and all. I have to remember to preserve my own sanity. It's a ME-ME-ME situation. It's not about our friends coming. It's about me managing - and staggering - their visits so that I can enjoy every moment of them (both the visits and the visitors as individuals).

And with Little Miss showing up in nine weeks (or sooner, from today), I can pretty much guarantee that I will be forced to alter my rigid behaviors and go with the flow more... Otherwise, I'll be back on the anti-depressants in NO TIME FLAT.

Can't believe it's November.
Can't believe yesterday was Samhain and I am a slacker and didn't do anything to celebrate it.
Can't believe I'm going to be a mom in around 2 months.

The good news is:
We do love our friends.
We're having an awesome fourth quarter
I've only gained 20 lbs during my pregnancy
The wind blew a lot of the leaves in our yard away, so that when we go to rake it will be easy(er)

And? The BEST thing about being an adult at Halloween?
You don't have to work so damn hard for the candy - you just get to buy it yourself and do drive-by candy pick-ups because you only had 4 trick-or-treaters and five (yes, FIVE) bags of candy. Oh, darn the hard luck.

Have a good one.

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