tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312047762024-03-07T12:55:23.555-05:00Holder of Useless KnowledgeA kilometer wide, a centimeter thick...Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.comBlogger747125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-2669353552886162142016-08-06T18:31:00.001-04:002016-08-06T18:31:14.451-04:00Get Over ItI saw a thing today, telling me to get over the things I can't change. Which is great advice. But, I wish it would have told me an example of what I could replace my frustration with. It could have said, try this new recipe for the best granola bars ever...or this one mobility WOD will finally fix that hip issue you have had for years. Or, eat this and you won't be hungry 3 hours later...
But, noHolderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-70142507922292144942012-07-06T10:43:00.001-04:002012-07-06T10:43:09.382-04:00You know what I miss about my children being small? Piggy toes. If I had a dime for every raspberry I have blown on the bottom of their piggy toes I would be a rich woman. How many times they squealed when I tickled them!
Last night I was wondering how many pairs of shoes I have bought for my kiddos. My son usually had two pairs of shoes at any given time, so probably 50 pairs for him. The girlsHolderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-34559060736615103552012-04-02T06:13:00.000-04:002012-04-02T06:13:16.529-04:00DreamsSome dreams really suck. They prey on our worst fears. I realize that they are Nature's way of taking out the trash,but that doesn't help much when I am stuck in the nightmare.
I think parents have a special brand of nightmares. I worry about predators getting ahold of my daughters. It is my very worst fear. I would not be able to help them, and terrible things might happen. So I am hyper Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-26554310950304083162012-03-11T21:42:00.001-04:002012-03-11T21:42:44.153-04:009 yearsIt's been 9 years since my mother died. Strange. It's just been in the last few years that I have felt that loss. Physically, I mean. I miss drinking a beer with my mother. I miss her telling me to not believe everything I hear and only half of what I see. I miss how much my daughter loved her. I miss having someone who believed in me. I miss my mother. I miss the understanding that the book is Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-12279850263672065522012-02-27T21:21:00.000-05:002012-02-27T21:21:33.169-05:00Sir Isaac NewtonSir Isaac Newton invented/discovered Calculus so that he could explain how and why planets revolved around the sun the way they do. And then he turned 26.
That is cool, no matter who you are.
You will only fully appreciate this if you took Calculus in college.Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-68860857870375807892011-12-26T23:22:00.000-05:002011-12-26T23:22:02.695-05:00that damn wallThat damn empty wall vexes me...
what shall I do?
wainscotting and paint?
A lemon tree with branches that hang memories of my life?
A Roman Memory, complete with wine and Goddesses?
A spring full of water and new life?
A modern world full of blue and white?
Acient water worlds with a grand Nautilus?
A Beach house with weathered shutters and white-washed walls?
My kitchen awaits...Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-61116681604682085642011-12-26T19:45:00.000-05:002011-12-26T19:45:17.623-05:00If wishes were horses...Jason Aldean would live in my house, singing to me all day long. Geoff Tate and Sara Evans would back him up. And Vice Versa, I suppose. Bryan Adams and Steve Perry would stop by for coffee every now and then...
My wine glass would never be empty
Hiccups would be abolished
I would have the most amazing garden on my back porch
Beer would not make you fat
Garlic and chocolate would POOF! out Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-6182187075067940992011-12-25T18:49:00.000-05:002011-12-25T18:49:27.052-05:00A Few of My Favorite Things1. Science: I mean, what's not to love about science, right? Science helps me see the beauty of the world. See how connected we all are, how much we depend on each other. When it seems the whole world has dissappointed me, science saves me.
2. Alcohol- I might like this more than I should. I love that buzz and relaxation. I seem to do my creating after two glasses of wine. I wonder if that is Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-90261897615352628842011-11-24T12:10:00.002-05:002011-11-24T12:10:53.318-05:00http://youtu.be/VsyE2rCW71oHolderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-19104772210840708722011-11-19T13:08:00.000-05:002011-11-19T13:08:06.383-05:00Didja knowThe Atlantic Ocean grows about 25 mm a year...
The human fingernail grows about 36 mm a year,
Human hair grows about 144 mm a yearHolderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-16249625366828893672011-10-01T19:59:00.000-04:002011-10-01T19:59:49.703-04:00Grownthought I had something to say, but realized I was being bitchy....so nevermind.
I got caught on fire today...in front of a bunch of little kids...it was fun..Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-6464992480667670322011-09-25T17:11:00.000-04:002011-09-25T17:11:53.885-04:00Hey Hey, bad poetry for youLife is busy, life is good.
Wish you all lived
in my neighborhood.
I've been thinking about a certain hammock on a ranch in Texas, wishing I was there....Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-55690402632036186812011-09-04T00:44:00.000-04:002011-09-04T00:44:24.031-04:00I had a small point rolling around in my head, amongst the thoughts of Hugh Grant, drinking, science experiments, and generally not being "Good Enough". And now I can't remember.
But I logged in to this Forgotten Place because I had a Pithy Thought. Some sort of comparison between my life as it is and my life as I thought it would be. I can't remember now...
This is not an uncommon occurrence. I Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-48194762911009772812011-07-04T17:40:00.000-04:002011-07-04T17:40:48.388-04:00My Queen of ObviousGotta babble about my child for a minute...my youngest. I swear, she is my smartest and my strangest. The things she thinks up....So far today she has:
-painted with watercolors AND acrylics, because she like how they look together
-created a a wall of pillows and blankets on the bed and pretended to be a dog.
-let me paint her fingernails and toenails, using 10 different colors.
-pretended all Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-16315573590686937672011-06-18T20:54:00.000-04:002011-06-18T20:54:31.636-04:00Not Your Average Day at The ParkI was ten years old the first time I ever smoked pot. It was on The Needle at AstroWorld in Houston, Texas, around 1977. In the following 12 years, I smoked a lot more, plus a few other things.
I was never a big fan of amusement parks. I don't really like the rides, I really don't like heights and hate being flipped upside down. It's hot and crowded, and over-priced.
But, can you imagine how Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-70307164576013013002011-06-04T23:09:00.000-04:002011-06-04T23:09:20.556-04:00Summer time means pools and candyAs a wee 8 year old, I lived in a little town in Texas, close to Houston. I went to a small elementary school there, I read a book a day. I would finish my work early and the teacher would let me go to the library. I remember really loving those books. Mostly I read biographies, but some fiction would find its way in from time to time.
But what I really loved that year was the public pool and Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-16939083904624950832011-05-30T09:22:00.000-04:002011-05-30T09:22:03.505-04:00News of the WorldLots of good things happening here at HofUK.
Fer example:
I will not, I repeat NOT, be in college this summer, I get some time to work on the house and play with the children. Swimming, any one?
I have three events to work this summer for a total of 14 days. The money for this is so good, I am embarrassed to say it out loud, or type for that matter. Not so embarrassed that I can't take it, but Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-81419233019690451722011-05-30T09:20:00.000-04:002011-05-30T09:20:46.822-04:00ThankfulThis Memorial Day, I would like to take a minute to recognize a few folks:
My husband's grandfather: he served during WWII and was in a Japanese POW camp.
My husband's father: a Marine in Viet Nam. He was the youngest Marine to ever make Sergeant (at the time, at least). He was one of those guys you see on war movies that hung out of the helicopters manning machine guns. This July we will mark Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-9573038304664460472011-04-24T12:29:00.000-04:002011-04-24T12:29:16.543-04:00Is it too Much to ask?For just one ounce of Give A Shit?Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-13657256908587579772011-04-19T18:39:00.000-04:002011-04-19T18:39:20.468-04:00Not What I Thought I'd hearSo there is a lady I work with...I think(thought) a lot of her. She always had a big smile, always upbeat and positive. She seemed like a good mother. She had a special needs son whom she worshipped, and a little girl who was just too cute for words. The students flocked to her for advice and friendship.
I work with teenagers. Some would say that 17 year olds are adults. Some may be, but most Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-35719661549237106312011-03-28T21:49:00.000-04:002011-03-28T21:49:59.158-04:00Raising HellIt occurred to me on the way home from work. I was listening to my oldest talk about her day. I love that girl, I fought hard to get pregnant, I fought hard to get her into the world, and she fought hard to stay here. She is an amazing person. A heart as big as Georgia, and a drawl to match. She always takes the side of the underdog, and stands up for what she believes in. She makes me proud to Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-31859074817991999122011-02-12T06:36:00.000-05:002011-02-12T06:36:57.413-05:00A job in Retail
A horse likes to brush her hair, right?
My youngest daughter likes to line things up. This "issue" manifested itself around the beginning of pre-k. She lined up a stack of paper, covering the couches, fireplace, chairs, and part of the living room floor. But they were arranged! Then came the time she arranged hair brushes and combs on the head of her large pink horse, just in case the horse Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-77521537684630615912010-12-29T09:23:00.000-05:002010-12-29T09:23:22.120-05:00Trash manI feel bad for the trash men in my neighborhood today. It's Wednesday- trash day. We had extra guests in my house last week, and then a big Christmas bash and presents. We created more than a bag of trash a day. It wouldn't fit in the thingy. It was piled high like a trash sundae. We were not alone. Up and down the street trash was piled high.
I really need to get better about recycling. I bet Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-56002469528857726312010-12-27T12:06:00.000-05:002010-12-27T12:06:52.424-05:00StasisThis word confounds me, but seems to describe my life these days.
In Greek it means "standing still".
On one hand it means balanced and equal. And that certainly applies here. I have worked long and hard to get to where I am now. Years of college, doing without, pinching pennies, keeping my eye on the prize. Now it is paying off. I have a great job. I teach a subject I love- on the Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31204776.post-58176175925880747852010-12-25T23:00:00.000-05:002010-12-25T23:00:26.224-05:00wowThe blog is still here... I would have thought it would have shriveled up and died by now. My son asked me why I didn't post anymore... I guess I couldn't find anything important to say...
I heard the phrase "The physics of thought" and my first thought was
BULLSHIT
then I looked online.....
one site went into great detail about thought creating discrepant events and such
and another site Holderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09017435342803877021noreply@blogger.com2