Madness takes its toll; please have exact change

Today would have been Aunt Jean’s 87th birthday.

Her daughter called my mother, and they commiserated. Mama will probably go into the hospital tomorrow or Friday for her transfusion, and when she is released, we plan to go up to Sherman to visit with her brother and my various cousins. (Yesterday was Cousins Day!)

This means Hubby will have to drive the Hummer all by himself through Amarillo and New Mexico and the Raton Pass and to Denver. He has a full suite at one of those “homesuite” places across from the company he is taking the Hummer to for demos. He’ll be gone all week. It would have been fun to ride along. (The other families are going–there’s a company picnic on Saturday that they’re all looking forward to. Hubby is not the picnic type, but he can suffer through it.)

I know a lot of people are “through with LJ because of the downtime,” but if we look at it rationally, any DDoS attack of that strength would shut down pretty much anyone except the Pentagon. The people who are responsible are trying to end freedom of speech and expression in Russia. Shame!

I should probably get that cross-posting stuff from Dreamwidth going. Been too lazy to do much except establish a DW account. I read here and feel that it’s a great home. But maybe it’s time for that backup. Facebook just ISN’T MY BAG.


Author: shalanna

Shalanna: rhymes with "Madonna" and "I wanna," and is not a soundalike with "Hosanna" or "Sha-Na-Na." Aging hippie with long hair, husband, elderly mother, and yappy Pomeranian. I've been writing since I could hold a crayon. I started with fiction, which Mama said was "lying." “Don’t tell stories,” she would admonish, in Southern vernacular. “That's all in your imagination!” When grownups said this, they were not approving. So, shamed, I stopped telling stories for a few years--rather, I stopped letting anyone read them. I'm married to a fellow computer nerd who doesn't really like hearing about writing, but who reads sf/fantasy and understands the creative drive. I'm actually a nonconformist/hippie still wearing bluejeans and drop earrings and the Alice-in-Wonderland hair with headbands and sandals. Favorite flavor is chocolate/orange, favorite color is either Dreamsicle orange (cantaloupe) or bubble-gum pink, favorite musical is either Bye Bye Birdie, Rocky Horror, or The Producers . . . wait, I also love The Music Man. Is this getting way too specific and irrelevant yet? Obvious why I don't sell a ton of flash fiction, isn't it? To define oneself, I always say, it is good to make a list. How about a booklist? Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Frank and Ernestine Gilbreth, Cheaper by the Dozen C.S.Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (all the Narnia books) J.R.R.Tolkien,The Hobbit/LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy Gail Godwin, The Odd Woman F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (before dismissing it, actually read it) George Orwell, 1984 Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle Donna Tartt, The Secret History Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn James Allen, As A Man Thinketh Mark Winegardner, Elvis Presley Boulevard James Thurber, My Life and Hard Times The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum Winnie-the-Pooh/House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie The KJV and NIV Bible (each translation has its glories)

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