the Lovely Rose
Friday, July 18, 2008
I Write With Zoloft
. . . Keeping rants at bay
Until I run out of ink
Then there's hell to pay
Labels: Haiku
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
An answered prayer

I believe in prayer. So much so, that I usually heed the advice that I remember my mother giving so often, “Be careful what you pray for.” In that vein, I generally pray The Lord's Prayer, which is very succinct and addresses only the basics.
People who “believe in prayer” usually do so for a reason. People who don’t believe in prayer probably don’t pray. Do you think the mantra of the Lottery games applies? “If you don’t play, you can’t win?” Yes, I’ll bet most people who pray have had “answered prayers,” regardless of your meaning of that phrase.
I prayed a prayer in June, 1972. I know I did, even though I didn’t make a note of it. Nor did I think too much about it in the years following. It took over 30 years to find out that it had been “answered.” Just this past Monday, I heard the lady in the picture above read her "this I believe" on NPR. I have to share it. Please go and read it.
I know my prayer, along with the millions of other people who surely prayed the same prayer in June, 1972, might not have been as powerful as the actions of the people who directly touched this person’s life; but I’ll continue to pray.
People who “believe in prayer” usually do so for a reason. People who don’t believe in prayer probably don’t pray. Do you think the mantra of the Lottery games applies? “If you don’t play, you can’t win?” Yes, I’ll bet most people who pray have had “answered prayers,” regardless of your meaning of that phrase.
I prayed a prayer in June, 1972. I know I did, even though I didn’t make a note of it. Nor did I think too much about it in the years following. It took over 30 years to find out that it had been “answered.” Just this past Monday, I heard the lady in the picture above read her "this I believe" on NPR. I have to share it. Please go and read it.
I know my prayer, along with the millions of other people who surely prayed the same prayer in June, 1972, might not have been as powerful as the actions of the people who directly touched this person’s life; but I’ll continue to pray.
Labels: Da Count, Personal, Thoughts
Friday, June 06, 2008
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Da Count - Privacy
So nice to have while
washing one's hair plein-air style
waiting for plumber.

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Thursday, April 17, 2008
Music to count by...

Something cool happened today!
I found some new music! New to me, that is. And, get this – it is strange and unusual music - that reminds me of my job, or part of my job anyway. Monotonous, repetitive, boring. I’m telling you, this music goes with my job!
During my lunch hour, I listened to the Dallas NPR radio station interviewing Philip Glass, who is giving a sold-out performance of his Solo Piano Works tonight at the Nasher Hall Auditorium. Click here to see what he’s all about. Then click on the “Listen Selected Music” in the bottom right corner and the first song that starts playing, “Knee 1” from “Einstein on the Beach,” is the one that will clue you in on my job. Give it a good listen, if you can stand it. I know that a given piece of music will resonate differently to different people; but, to me, that is what my job feels like at times.
I spent a couple of hours this afternoon listening to most all of the selections that played from that site, and I think I’ll go back and listen again at times. Most of it is pretty good background music for me while I’m working.
Something else, too. I’ve often wondered if I could create music. Sometimes, I just give it a try and see what I can come up with – you know, humming a tune. What I usually come up with is the kind of stuff that I would describe just as Glass is quoted, describing his style. “Music with repetitive structures.” I guess most all music has repetitive structures. But his is really repetitive! But also, very creative.
Let me know what you think!
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Easter Bikini
Okay, I lied.
That knitting project in my last post wasn't really a bikini. I don't think I really fooled any of you. But when I got to that point and held it up, it just looked like something that could go around my hips!
You guys that commented are good sports. Christina had an unfair advantage over you, though. She already knew what I was working on. And while she was sunning it up this past week in paradise, I finished my bag.
Here's a picture of it at the point where I'm finished knitting, but I still have to "felt" it. And the handles are not attached. Look how BIG it is!
Felting is where you put the thing in a hot wash with detergent and shrink it! It's what you usually DON'T want to do to your knitting projects. But in this case, it makes the bag sturdy.
After shrinking, shaping, and drying, it looks like this:

Isn't it just beautiful! Here's the lovely bottom:
Oops, I forgot to put the book in the picture. Maybe I'll re-post. It's MUCH smaller now. Just about right for a purse, actually. I guess it will have to be my Easter purse!
Happy Easter y'all!
Labels: Needlework
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