On The Color of Words:

Well it is the first day of Autumn.  It has been feeling and looking a bit like autumn for a few weeks now, but only in a preparation type of way.

The trees are turning now in full, all their bright fury of color.  Loose leaves fly and dance across the grass on the wind.  The woods are opening up and you can see further into them.  Showing their secret places.

I fancy that fairies are having leaf flying races and making the best of it all before winter quiets things down for its season of sleep.

I’ve been busy.  I’m learning a new language.  Well not totally new to me, but I haven’t practiced it in many years.  I am not a multi-language type of person.  I find it very hard.  My mind doesn’t want to change direction in its way of thinking.  Putting subject first, finding a new way to say the same old things, words I know to mean one thing now meaning another.

Autumn is simple.  The preparation of plants transitioning, dieing off or going dormant until the warmth and waters of springtime can start the renewal process once again.  Cycles and circles of life.

I love words in the language I am a custom to.  I like to play with them.  Feel them tripping over me tongue.  Listening to the sounds that they make.  Finding an old word little used.  Discovering new words to add to my vocabulary.

Maybe it is feeling so limited at the start of a new language that makes me so frustrated.  Leaving me unable to get my point across.

No, that is only a part of it.  My brain has enough trouble finding the words I want in the language I’ve been using daily all my life.  I stop and stumble over them by the hour, even thought I love them so.

But love has prompted me to learn this new language.  A fairly new family member should have communication available to them too.  And since I do love how words connect us I am totally committed to learn this new language for her.  I want to talk to her about the colors and my feelings about Autumn.

My new grandbaby is deaf.

On Not Without Good Reason:

Yes, I am sorry that I haven’t been around.

But life is like that.  You get to a place that you feel comfortable and then BANG!

Back in May I learned that a company was trying to put up a gas compressor station within a mile of my house.

The sneaky buggers were trying to get a variance for a “cell tower for a storage shed.”  When asked by the neighbors ‘Why do you need a cell tower for a storage shed in the woods?’  We found out that is was really a highly toxic compressor station that they planed to build and release the same toxins that you may remember from the Erin Brockavich movie into the air 24-7.  But this was in my real life.  Right over my organic garden, my house, my lungs.

This was big, bad, high industry trying to sneak into a agricultural area and poison us.

There is a video on YouTube about one just like it that the same company was trying to put up just outside our local school complex.  All school ages right through high school having toxins dumped on them day in and day out.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=gW4zSayf9O4 

Well anyway we fought hard to get the word out about it in every one of our available waking moments.  And we won a battle.  The zoning board voted ‘No’ to their back door plans to sneak a compressor station on us.

I can breath a bit easier for the moment.  We will still have to be on our guard.  They can appeal and also go through proper channels to try to place that monster anyway.  But the local community leaders know were we stand and that in a short time we can and did become a force to be reckoned with.  

So, I am sorry that I haven’t been around to read your blogs, commenting, and or just plain entertaining you.

For now I’m going back to my old life of blogging and knitting toys for the grandkids.  And leaning new and interesting things to do with my hands.  But I’m also keeping an eye out for real monsters.  They do exist.

On TV NCIS Viewing: (No real Spoilers.)

First I have to say that I hate the cliff hanger ending to any TV season.  What if they don’t come back for some reason?  And so what if the show has been renewed for next year.  That doesn’t mean that all the people I like will be back.

I’m still in shock.  NCIS did me a turn.  The season finale was too much of a shocker.  Who will be left for next season?

True there were some clues about one of the characters.  But all of the others?

Yes its true that they have a history of almost killing or even out right killing people off on that show.

I have the fist seven seasons on DVD.  And as a favorite I watch them often enough.  So I think I do know a thing or two about it.

But to risk most all of them?  And then make us wait until next September.  Four whole months of pure mind and heart investment being tortured.

Who will be left and how will the show change now?  Don’t they know not to mess with a junkies fix.  My NCIS fix has been messed with.  And I don’t like it.

If they change it too much for next year I’ll leave them cold.  I go there because they are light and funny without being dumb or goofy.  If it gets too serious for too long, I’m out of there.

I’ve had a hard life.  I don’t need it in my entertainment.

Please don’t screw with me NCIS writers.  You’ll only get so many chances and you’re looking like your getting pretty close to the edge with me.

On Jumping the Gun:

Its another Wednesday. Not the one I had in mind when I started back to blogging. I guess I jumped the gun on this wellness stuff. I had the flu and then a nasty sinus infection. But I’m trying to get back on the wellness wagon and stay there.

Sir Handsome is still a blur in picture and ever on the go.

The wisteria is starting to bloom and I just love it.

And Mountain Man is still playing with rocks.

On Update After Absence:

Well in answer to your kind inquiries. I had a heart attack. Nothing massive and not my first, but enough to make me see the light and make some real changes in my diet, exercise, and outlook.

I’ve lost some weight and have more to go. I exercise regularly and have less time to play on the internet or play my video games. I am on a carb light diet. And as a carb addict, it has been rough. Not one desserty thing since the end of January.

I’m working hard to get my self into good health. I walk, I lift weights, I do cardio workouts. I am taking my writing seriously and myself less so. I have tried to stop embracing others pain as my own. A tough thing to do as a dyed in the wool Romantigoth since birth.

Still no word on the grandbaby front. We hope for the best and expect the worst. So anything is still possible. And we pray.

The break from blogging, both writing and reading, was needed. I had some self discovery to do. Ducks to get back in a row. Even if they were my independent, dressed in black, ducks. If you are always looking to find where your ducks are, you miss some important things right in front of you.

I did so miss hearing about what others were up to in their blogs and your comments on mine. You have been like good friends and family. I don’t live in your pocket, but I like to know how you are doing and getting on in this world of ours.

I’ve been writing, knitting, and crafting. But not to the extent I once did. My life is not a race anymore. I don’t need to judge myself by the pile of things I did today. And the stress I let go of just doing that is amazing.

I am coming to terms with my senior status. I’m getting older in body. I don’t bounce back as well anymore. I’m not a kid. I may think young. But the body doesn’t follow like it once did. If I want it to last longer I must take care of it.

In future, I’ll try to be around about once a week. I still want blogging to be part of my life but not all the living I do.

Thanks for the prayers and well wishes. Lady Euphoria

Taking a needed break from blogging.

Hi Friends,

I've been out of touch these days, well since the first of the year.

I had more than a bit of health trouble and there has been a family crises or two.

The saddest news being that I may not be a grandmother for a second time after all.

I hope to be back for the Internet Thankfulness Tea Party on the third Weekend of February as usual. I am thankful even in the trying times. Rarely is everything all black or white. There is always good mixed in the bad times, and bad mixed in the good times. I am thankful for all the good I can find at any time.

But for now I'm busy with trying to regain my health and supporting my daughter and son-in-law.

I miss you all, even the quiet ones. But if I don't take care of myself I won't be here to blog or read others, and Family does come first.

I can't wait until the day I'll have the time to be here again regularly. Thank you for being there for me.

With love and hugs, Euphoria