I am unsure whether or not I’ll start updating this blog or my livejournal either way though the posts will certainly not be as often as they once were.

I have started a homesteading site, though it’s not got much in the way of content just yet. However, Cyndi and myself will start updating that with back-dated posts so that you all can see what all we have been through in the last three months or so.

If I do have time I’ll post some pagan/occult news here though, it’s just I barely have time for such things these days.

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A while back I had worries over the safety of a dear friend that arose from a rather stange dream. And while I know they have panic buttons for your car alarm, personal alarm systems, and the like those were not something that would work, as she was living in the middle of nowhere and should something of happened, no one would have been around to hear her yell for help, let alone some wailing electronic device.

So with that, I wrote a poem (based on that dream) and looked into other methods that could call for help should the need arise.

Worry (1) 4-31-05

You talked in your sleep last night
You had a dream
I talked to you of your plight
It was a bad dream
I now worry about you
You getting harmed
You spoke of the things he’d do
Now I’m alarmed
There are things that can be done
Take this advice
There’s things that can’t be undone
Don’t roll the dice
I can’t take this chance of risk
Listen to me
I will try to make this brisk
To make you see
You need a PERS for your purse
Your protection
And there is nothing else worse
You can not run
So protect yourself my dear
So please, this do
So *we* do not have to fear
And I love you

Worried about a loved one? a friend? Family member? Are you yourself prone to accident, or maybe your mother is growing feeble and you are concerned that she may harm herself?

You may want to look into a PERS system. It stands for Personal Emergency Response System. You can find a bit about it by reading up on it from the following links.
FTC: http://www.ftc.gov/bcp/conline/pubs/services/pers.htm
Pueblo: http://www.pueblo.gsa.gov/cic_text/health/pers/pers.htm

Or if you are interested in buy one you can find one here. http://www.americanmedicalalarms.com

I got that site from the BBBonline page…so they got a good track record. AND they happen to be one of the cheapest systems available (that I found).

Because I care…
Q

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A simple hello and a smile can make a dim day bright, even if that hello is too a stranger. On a recent trip to Cades Cove with the family Lakota and I sat in the back of the van with the door open. When we passed by random hikers, bikers, and people riding horseback we talked to them. Most of the time it was little more then a How-dee-doo but at other times we asked them relevant questions to the days outing, like whether or not they saw the giraffe a few miles back, or if they got any cool pictures of the elephant. It didn’t matter that neither giraffe nor elephant were there to see or get pictures of, what mattered was the friendly way in which we asked. Friendly, polite, and with a sincere smile…

We passed two ladies on bikes and wished them the bestest of days. A very short way up from them we passed two guys. We pointed to the ladies a ways back and said they may do well to ride as team and make new friends. The ladies were glad to give us their hellos, and from the looks of the guys, they thought the idea I gave was a grand one.

A bit later we passed by some nice people on horseback. We called them cowboys, took their picture, and waved as if we were old friends. I could see them smiling broader as we drove away then when we drove up. On some level, we helped make their day a better one.

There was a nice couple with the largest lens we’ve ever seen, and asked them if they shot anything nice. They said “not yet” so we wished them luck…and I hope they got lucky.

A little girl riding her bike was wished well too, though that wish was likely foundered as she nearly crashed into the van while spitting expletives…though maybe had we not said hello, she’s have fallen, and made her day a bad one. Who can really know for sure.

All in all, we talked to at least 30 people, and of those 30 people 29 smiled, and I really do like those odds, and each of those 30 people made my day a little brighter, so I hope that my smile also brightened their day. Have you said hello to a stranger lately?

If not, then spread the magick…

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 We are going to base the weight loss on percents like they do on those TV shows and while I’m not sure of the prizes, I know that something like this should help to keep all of our interests in check, at least enough to reach a few of our lower goals.

 I started out at 160 and my final goal is 130-140 and then to maintain that while I become fit and tone a little.  I’ve already lost 2 pounds, but then maybe I haven’t…I tend to fluctuate in about an 8 pound spread. Regardless though, I do plan on getting that average down to at least 135 and keeping it that way. Four years ago, and for over 10 years before that I weighed in at 127 on average and had a 27 inch waist…the 160 I’m carrying around now comes with a 31 inch waist. I want a 30 personally, as jeans are MUCH easier to find in that size. At least one of my personal goal prizes will be a new pai of jeans.

 My Mom, Cyndi, and Lakota have all lost weight, as has Shannon & Amanda…I’m trilled for us all and will be rooting for the entire team as we loss together. I also look forward to walking on cool evenings with Cyndi, and on Wednesdays with Lakota. I’m not sure what their goals or prizes are, but I’ll pitch in to help get them if it’s needed…as it is needed.

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Perpetual Motion
Chris come this way
Chris come that
Get your shirt on
Grab your hat
Got things to do
In a short time
So grab your stuff
And get in line
Chris come this way
Chris come that
Get your shoes
Forget about that
Got a million things
For you in store
When you get through
I’ve a few more
Chris come this way
Chris come that
Get all your things
Wherever they’re at
Don’t dillydally
And do not waver
I have one more
Itty-bitty favor
So Chris come this way
Chris come that
There are things to do
Wherever you’re at

 My life has been overly hectic over the last few weeks as I have prepped my Mothers house for her to move in, helped her move in, fixed, mended, installed, and built the things shes needed. I’ve been out to eat more times in the last month then I’ve been in the last year, been to more stores looking for curtains, brackets, and shelves then I think I’ve been in my entire life, and have installed more “things” then I think any normal person should.

 While all that busy work has it’s rewards and while I am more then happy to do it and do more, I can not help feeling worn out, as while I am doing all of that I am trying to maintain my own set of chores which have often gone by the wayside.

 Its important that my Mother is happy down here in the home that Cyndi and I picked for her. It is a wonderful place, but it does need work. I know that most of it is done, and I look forward to it’s completion. Though I also know that I’ll soon be moving my sister into her apartment, and shortly after that my Father will be down with more stuff and more stuff to do.

 As long as the chickens are fed, laundry is done, and I get to sleep in the arms of the woman I love I know it’ll all be OK…I’ll just be a bit tired.

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I had an epiphany
Some nails, a hammer and me
Pound, pound, pound – hammer to wood
I’ll sink these nails all real good
Tap, tap, tap – this plank to plank
With nothing but tools to thank
There’s not a flaw to detect
Said the two year old architect

I had to fix a few spots on my Mothers back patio. One spot was an issue with the floor planks needing support, the other was to replace a missing railing. I got started by whacking off the existing pieces of wood to hold the railing because they needed replaced. I took one end and nailed it onto the other for added support. Once that was done I got to measuring the new boards that needed to go up so I could cut them. While I was doing that Perrin was very helpful. He got me the box of nails, he got me the tape measure, and he resituated the boards for me. Then he got the hammer to make sure that all of the nails I just put in were pounded in far enough…

That’s him with the hammer just banging away at the railing… He is such a good little architect. I’m sure he’ll grow up to be an excellent god So wake up Christianity, you have a new ‘chosen son’ moving in ~ this one just happens to be a GRAND son. *smirk*

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Friday Cyndi went to the Rain Forest Cafe and brought back some nifty gifts for the kids. Each got a cup and a sucker. Perrin got the blue one and really enjoyed it as you’ll likely be able to see by the image above.

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 Lakota and I spent some good quality time climbing across the creek stones. She slipped a couple of times and got a small gash on one knee and possibly twisted her other knee, so that was that. From then on out it was nothing but swimming and tossing stones.

 The first day we got up there we found this yellow rope tied to the high branches of a tree near the swimming hole. This rope gave danger a new name as there was really no possible way that one could swing out far enough into the creek to not land on the deadly rocks just below the surface of the water. I managed to get the rope down and Lakota and I used it for something a bit safer.

 She would swim out in her inner tube as far as the rope would allow, then I’d pull her back in as fast as I possibly could. While I was exhausted at the end of the day it was well worth it as I’ve rarely seen her happier.

 We tried various things to add to the excitement. I pulled her in backwards, she’d stand on rocks on the other side and I’d pull her off of them. She’d wrap her legs around the rope and get pulled while watching the clouds. I had to of pulled her in hundreds of times and each was as fun as the time before.

 We tried to do it again after a huge rain that raised the water level by nearly a foot, but Lakota found that the current was just a bit too strong for her liking…but we still had fun.

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We decorated the whole place with lots of ballons, which devin helped to blow up. Perrin tried to help, but he lost a few… But not too many thanks to Lakota who chased them under the tables.

Amanda and her new boy toy Jhoel had fun, and of course Perrin.
Shannon and Devin’s Father showed up. And can’t really have Tim without Jason…
Lakota and I put on airs *pinky up*
Shannon & Amanda’s daddy played basketball with the kids. Amanda even played for a bit.
Lakota chased a ballon under the tables

I went in drag, which was fun because I got to give Shannon a lap dance. Devin also showed signs of some curiosity *smirk* Though Lakota would have NONE of that…either would Jhoel.

I got pix of…
Shannon & I
Devin & I
and Lakota & I

We ate Pizza, chips, and cake… Devin loved it all! Though Perrin didn’t eat much, he mostly watched.

Devin got lots of gifts. Lakota and Perrin both tried to help open them. My mom, Cyndi & I went in together and got him a bike.

All in all, Devin give it a big thumbs up!

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 Some people look around the world and see everything but themselves which to me is sad, as it’s often these people that are the ones truly worth seeing. They need to find a figurative mirror so they can give themselves a long look. Maybe then they will see they are worth the effort.

 I’ve known several of these people and when I can, I try handing them little compliments like a compact, but they are unwilling to accept such a gift. At times I’ve bent over backwards helping them in hopes they could see worth in themselves, but that has never worked.

 Sometimes I wish life was like it was on the television so I could just say “Chin up there dear, you are super” and that would just solve all the world’s problems. But life is not television, so all I can do is hope that my FRIENDS understand that I do care and that I am here for them, should they find it within themselves to reach out for my aid. I will do my best to give them enough rope…but not enough to hang from.

 Life is not about looks, and beauty is truly measured from the inside out…sadly too many people have that backwards. I judge a person by their actions, and their beauty by the sparkle of life within their eyes. If the people I think rather highly of could see themselves though my eyes they too may see the beauty that is within them… till then, I can only do my part to be a friend.

 Sometimes I think all that is needed is a good rant. A few moments (or days) to vent off the pent up steam. Not quite an explosion, just something to prevent an implosion. I once had a friend that I hugged till they cried…which did a world of good, as I got lucky, and that was what they needed. Another time I pissed them off enough to actually let the anger out. I got lucky angain and made the correct call.

 Most of the time however, I am at a complete and total loss as to what to do. So I end up with a quick quip or lame joke. Humor is more of a band-aid then a cure, even if laughter is the best medicine…but then, we all know that OTC drugs truly cure anything, and that’s what humor is.

 So either way, know that I am your friend, and if you consider me one, know that I am here for you. Truly…

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