tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-245112562024-03-23T11:11:56.109-07:00Velvet VoxThere've always been Starkadders at Cold Comfort Farm.Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-43529028992678584312012-03-21T17:08:00.000-07:002012-03-21T17:08:56.941-07:00Wordless Wednesday. Brought To You By My Seeming Inability To Get Back Into This Blahging Thing.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tAQ8cJRHlP-oxj5wbiGGzFyTGyQWsk9kFtsEN9oSxuCMnResOMpMNL1XFEThNTFSi9E1pGRkxX-8TIOLn5CBQiKl_R2WHlxbiiY17vcuwixKh07PxHYpNh1hFDuqGEeitXJn/s1600/Holliwog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tAQ8cJRHlP-oxj5wbiGGzFyTGyQWsk9kFtsEN9oSxuCMnResOMpMNL1XFEThNTFSi9E1pGRkxX-8TIOLn5CBQiKl_R2WHlxbiiY17vcuwixKh07PxHYpNh1hFDuqGEeitXJn/s400/Holliwog.jpg" /></a></div>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-36366147772428810502012-02-28T12:59:00.000-08:002012-02-28T12:59:15.503-08:00In Which I Have Completely Lost Track of Time and Also An Update and Also You Get To See A Teensy Bit Of My Not So Pretty Crazy.<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/5202669607/" title="Ingersoll 1b by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img alt="Ingersoll 1b" height="333" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4127/5202669607_b032e9459c.jpg" width="500" /></a><br />
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As usual I post and then disappear. Partly due to some week long technical difficulties, partly because the bringing yall (saving an explanation of this spelling for a later post) up to date involves things I'd rather move on from but if you don't get a little background regarding the last 3 years then it's probably a wee bit confusing. And don't you hate it when you don't know what's going on?? SO irritating, right?<br />
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Ok.<br />
Just like pulling off a Band-aid. Fast. Hopefully a minimum of gore. Possibly some incoherent sobbing.<br />
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I've been laid off twice in the last couple of years and we are no longer living in the house we owned but renting one a few miles away. No more 300 gallon reef tank. No more ginormous living room, heroically renovated from the bare studs by my husband, with picture window and bamboo flooring. No more dining room with the really, really cool maple and cherry striped floor (also from the sweat and blood of aforementioned husband) and Tuscan walls painted by yours truly. No more deep tub with jets surrounded by white wainscoting and walls that I painted using 3 different shades of blue while Nick Drake's Pink Moon album played on repeat for the entire afternoon. And I think I will miss you most of all, Kitchen.<br />
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That is all I will say about that because it's painfully embarrassing. Deeply and utterly and absolutely <i>mortifying</i>. Soooo, I will preemptively thank you for the sympathy because if you're still out there I know for a fact that you are darling, darling people but I can't emphasis enough how much I will not be discussing it further.<br />
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Moving ON...<br />
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I have dubbed our current abode The Cottage. There are about 500 less square feet but the backyard is much bigger and there is a 2 car garage set back from the house with a little courtyard between. Our bedroom is much nicer as well. Aaand after being here 10 months the living room is half painted and probably 60% of our things are still in boxes. <br />
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I erased the rest of that paragraph because I was in tears again but this time FROM THE BOREDOM. Srsly... if I'm boring myself then kudos to you for reading this far.<br />
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Um, let's see... Oh yeah, The Spawn is now 18. Also not much to say about that at this time.<br />
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Aren't you glad you stopped by today? Am I not just a bright and shiny ball of SPARKLE?<br />
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(Insert graceful closing paragraph here)<br />
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To you, my darlings: X's, O's and !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-86721915355972220902012-02-07T19:48:00.001-08:002012-02-28T12:59:41.660-08:00Check it, yo. I have a BLOG.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFxvSM-KcVmAkc3Le1c878M9xcJxYdqzYBwBrHiQeZ-uyPFZ3THj4KhhlQK_OGPD5oDfQZywuMRlS5j-6a7ITxNxdWSUGMnvQCieUDlRJy4_u75f6a6ADWk2xz5Zul9Z8q934n/s1600/Manipulated+40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFxvSM-KcVmAkc3Le1c878M9xcJxYdqzYBwBrHiQeZ-uyPFZ3THj4KhhlQK_OGPD5oDfQZywuMRlS5j-6a7ITxNxdWSUGMnvQCieUDlRJy4_u75f6a6ADWk2xz5Zul9Z8q934n/s320/Manipulated+40.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>GUESS WHO??<br />
Weird, I know, right? Also, guess who is unemployed and feelin' chatty? Don't know who all is still out there but my plan is to schedule a little time to look up all my ol' blog peeps and see how you're doing.<br />
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Just a quickie "howdy" post right now because I have dogs to feed and holy moly it's like having small children.<br />
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X's and O's and exclamation points to you all...Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-14698962894993441072009-04-04T10:43:00.000-07:002009-04-04T10:51:15.446-07:00I Love You<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2CX-L6IaWkfBpEQRTpqdqnlJQq-FfWz62YzCw9VX5DTfJFmZnzNVZkBudFAb0HBZHWzAOPYe139Q9FW7P2I_9etneVP1IZsIcuA9_Rrpb4lid3DUEJdIxwaEpf-aqBr7K469/s1600-h/20-3652007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320894860826237330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2CX-L6IaWkfBpEQRTpqdqnlJQq-FfWz62YzCw9VX5DTfJFmZnzNVZkBudFAb0HBZHWzAOPYe139Q9FW7P2I_9etneVP1IZsIcuA9_Rrpb4lid3DUEJdIxwaEpf-aqBr7K469/s400/20-3652007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.obsessedwithconformity.com/obsessed_with_conformity/2009/03/in-the-name-of-love.html" target="_blank">Really. I do.</a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-18604782490287965952009-04-01T21:55:00.000-07:002009-04-01T22:04:36.660-07:00Ooo... it's another Wordless Wednesday! Ok, NEARLY Wordless. Let's Not Get All Punctilious About It.<a href="http://vimeo.com/3156959?pg=embed&sec=" target="_blank">WOW</a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-62831528126264077712009-03-06T23:29:00.000-08:002009-03-07T01:32:38.116-08:00Because I Am Nothing If Not Random<a title="SoCal Paradin' by Velvet Vox, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/2762259654/"><img height="333" alt="SoCal Paradin'" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3196/2762259654_53a574bef6.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">because one can not mention frijoles refritos in one's post without including a picture of a lowrider.</span><br /><br />So yeah. Completely out of the blue - HI. Kinda had the idea to ease back into this, maybe? I think? Mostly because tonight I started that Blogging In My Head thing. Those of you who've been doing this for a while now and those of you who did it way back when will know that of which I speak. And it was soooo random and silly. But then that's what you were used to from me, yes?<br /><br />Here's what was in mah head:<br />I almost don't dare to say it out loud, but I'm on a slight weight loss kick as of late. The Spawn is has joined her school's newly formed swim team and because they don't have a pool they have to have practices at the Y, and then only 2 days a week for about an hour and a half. (Ok, why is it <u>every</u> time I say that I hear Inigo Montoya say "a leetle less than haf an hour" in my head?)GET TO THE POINT, I hear you say... We joined the Y and I swam for 5 days straight and oh the joy of being back in the water. Of course after a couple of laps I'm wheezing like a smoker with emphysema taking a drag through her trach hole, but FIVE DAYS IN A ROW. And boy howdy am I caps locking it up tonight! Well, my darlings, that is not all, no siree. ALSO, I have had no caffeine for 5 days and, here's the kicker, no simple carbohydrates. ::GASP:: I know, right? Hi, my name is Teri. I'm addicted to carbs. But none has passed mine lips! Uuuuntil tonight... at which time I had a bean and cheese quesadilla. (For those of us who grew up close to a border with Mexico know that cheese quesadilla is redundant... but I digress...) So, THAT brought me to this, as a SoCal girl born and raised there are 3 things that my cupboard is rarely bare of: tortillas, frijoles refritos and cheese oh-so-glorious cheese.<br /><br />Ya know, it sounded totally more entertaining in my head earlier.<br /><br />So yeah. Hi.<br /><br />O's, X's and !'s<br /><br />MWAH.Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-22395091469561887122008-05-08T12:56:00.000-07:002008-05-08T12:57:42.892-07:00Deep Thought Thursday, #1<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/1024270561/" title="Fountain Face detail by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1279/1024270561_e911301e95.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Fountain Face detail" /></a><br /><br />Uh, yeah. I got nothin'.Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-53112774570492203102008-04-24T21:22:00.000-07:002008-04-24T21:30:11.610-07:00Instead Of WordsI offer you artistic edification.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/2439595305/" title="Cornell, Joseph - Untitled (Medici Princess) 1948 by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/2439595305_a6c721de41.jpg" width="314" height="500" alt="Cornell, Joseph - Untitled (Medici Princess) 1948" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/cornell/" target="_blank">Joseph Cornell</a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-39733592876455977282008-04-09T21:16:00.000-07:002008-04-09T21:19:18.336-07:0019. Be Glad It's Wordless Because Otherwise I'd Be Whinging On And On And It Would Be A Bore.<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/2339109804/" title="Upload and Run by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3013/2339109804_1c6914f614.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Upload and Run" /></a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-63554532998307144312008-03-05T19:26:00.000-08:002008-03-05T19:30:45.138-08:00Parole mer Diciotto - The Belaire Edition aka Mama Needs a New Car<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/893140710/" title="Belaire2 by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1119/893140710_1cbc110e4d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Belaire2" /></a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-69592182793011913152008-03-03T22:55:00.001-08:002008-03-03T22:56:28.238-08:00The Procrastination Knows No Bounds. Or Shame, Apparently.<a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/I/storage/site1/files/53/71/91/537191_090925781fcc740hufk589.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" ></a><br /><br />That is all.Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-16121715139555335442008-03-01T22:02:00.000-08:002008-03-02T11:02:42.630-08:00Ch-ch-changes (Or It's A Long And Winding Road)<a title="Path by Velvet Vox, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/535415816/"><img height="333" alt="Path" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/234/535415816_9cd273fbe8.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Yeah...making a couple of changes to this here sadly neglected place. And if you know me at all, you know that is a classic sign of my Chronic Procrastination. Sure it's one of the things on my War And Peace length To Do List but let's be honest it ain't anywhere near to the top. So of course I wandered in and started futzing.<br /><br />Maybe it's just me, but do you ever feel there is <i>so much</i> to say that you're exhausted just thinking about it? (Translation: There is so much I was going to say relating to the title that I'm now exhausted with the thinking part and have very little will to write left.) It sorta tangles up inside my head - a Twister game of thought, if you will, and collapses in a heap of arms and legs and slightly nonsensical metaphors.<br /><br />So, the changes part... that would be the look of my Blahg. AND (try to control the hysterical laughter this might provoke) I have declared March the month of Spring Cleaning in the M. household.<br /><br />I heard the giggling. No please. Go ahead. I'll wait.<br /><br />Yup... giving myself 31 days to purge, organize and scrub this place until it becomes the haven it should be. So I can read and write and make with the art and not feel guilty because I'm living in a less glamorous version of <a href="http://www.greygardens.com/" target="_blank">Grey Gardens</a>. (Um, yeah, that's a slight exaggeration on my part. As far as you know. ::cough::)<br /><br />Alrighty. I guess that's it for now.<br />(Oh no, that was in no way an awkward ending. Nope. Not. At. All.)<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">**Ed. Note: dateline, next morning - changed it back for now. I changed one of my changes and now I can't change it back. And I'm annoyed. **</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">**Ed. Note, amended: Yeah... it's gonna get a little crazy around here today. This is really, really irritating me.**</span><br /><br />XOXO!!Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-37181574444896863122008-02-27T13:00:00.001-08:002008-02-27T13:01:57.670-08:00The 17th Wordless Wednesday - The Placemarker-I'm-Really-Still-Here-Just-Still- Working-A-Lot Edition<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/1236470533/" title="Sunshine In My Cup by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1252/1236470533_14a4e96479.jpg" width="378" height="500" alt="Sunshine In My Cup" /></a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-14176921508090360362008-02-20T14:02:00.000-08:002008-02-20T14:12:08.909-08:00A Dearth Of Words for Wednesday (The 16th Edition)<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/1565610366/" title="Quarter / Half Sepia by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2265/1565610366_3206234109.jpg" width="500" height="341" alt="Quarter / Half Sepia" /></a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-2970953676900396342008-02-14T13:07:00.000-08:002008-02-14T13:11:04.464-08:00Minimal Words Thursday, The First<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/2265787478/" title="Happy Valentimes by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2051/2265787478_ea828b62f0.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="Happy Valentimes" /></a><br /><br />::MWAH:: my darlings.<br /><br />XOXO!!Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-1188313841823521052008-02-03T17:33:00.000-08:002008-03-02T01:10:52.683-08:00The Quarterly Blogger<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/1565611300/" title="Number 8 by Velvet Vox, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2266/1565611300_cacf73ef65.jpg" width="500" height="289" alt="Number 8" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Now you don't have to stare at the sad eyes anymore.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><br />The quarterly blogging seems to be my norm.<br /><br />I'm feeling like this will be a classic Teri-stream-of-conciousness, Jackson Pollack-esqe splatter of words and random thoughts punctuated with apologizes and verbal self-flagellation (<i>that</i> should bring some rather interesting traffic) sort of entry. Maybe I'll skip the last part because, really, how very tiresome. I've mentioned the whole "so overwhelmed I'm paralyzed" issue ad nauseum. Let's just assume that it is still the prevailing manifestation of my particular brand of neurosis.<br /><br />On the work front I now have proof that I have been busier than the oft mentioned one-legged man. You are reading the rambling post of the San Diego branch Employee of the Year and...wait for it... CORPORATE Employee of the Year. <br />Seriously. <br />I'm not kidding. <br />I've got the pretty etched glass to prove it.<br />My company rocks. <br />Of course, if you know me at all, you realize that this doesn't lay to rest any fears I have that I'm not doing <i>quite</i> enough. Oh wait, we weren't going to go there. Anywho, thanks to my fabulous company and my gorgeous boss. Who, by the by, gave me a MAN for Christmas.<br /><br />I think I'll just let that one hang out there for a moment.<br /><br />Hee! Ok, ok... she hired me help! I am thrilled to pieces! So far he's the bee's knees and I don't see that changing. Of course it's taken a month to get the poor guy through training because I'm constantly having to stop and do 4 other things at the same time. I sometimes wonder if maybe my time management skills aren't what they should be. Frankly, I'm not a very good judge of me. Whatevs. Moving along.<br /><br />In other news, The Spawn made it to 14 with only a little pain and mental anguish on the part of her mother.<br /><br />::patented smooth segue::<br /><br />I've just found out that my 20 year high school reunion is July 12th. That's 5 months and 10 days, people. Hello swimming pool at 24 Hour Fitness and truck loads of lightly steamed vegtables. Except for the blubber induced panic this discovery engendered, I'm rather excited. While I wasn't <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/203425586/in/set-72157594146017988/" target="_blank">cool</a> enough to be truly popular in high school, I had many friends and I'll be happy to see them again. That is, I will be happy as long as I don't resemble someone in a <a href="http://www.museumsyndicate.com/item.php?item=4904" target="_blank">painting by Botero</a>. <br /><br />Ooo, betcha didn't expect an art lesson thrown in, didja?<br /><br />::deep sigh:: I become weary... I shan't leave you with probable empty promises, but merely a tiny bit of hope that my sorry self will <i>someday</i> get her act together.<br /><br />OOXX!!Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-88599188943886464572007-10-27T17:13:00.000-07:002007-10-27T18:39:36.008-07:00Confessions Of A Blahg Slacker<a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/1057314201/"><img height="160" alt="75:365" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1224/1057314201_9de4e80ded_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> ^<span style="font-size:85%;">See? Wretchedness, I tell you!</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">You so can not be mad at this sad face, now can you??</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Er, yeah, so when I said that I would try to blog every week, what I actually meant to say was every 4 months or so.<br />::ahem::<br />I did warn you that I was being lured to the dark side that is <span style="color:#3333ff;">Flick</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">r™</span><span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;">LOVES YOU</span> and frankly I've been doing a kind of </span><a href="http://flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/sets/72157600267512373/"><span style="font-family:courier new;">photo blogging</span></a><span style="font-family:courier new;"> over there.<br /><br />I <i>will</i> shamelessly drag out the old "A picture is worth a thousand words" saw with very little compunction. Don't think I won't.<br /><br />The fact is I've been as proverbially busy as the proverbial one legged man in a proverbial butt kicking contest at work. <(begin)whine>I'm doing the job of at least four people and the work load has left me...tired...uncreative...a teeny tiny bit apathetic. <(end)/whine> Luckily I have an awesome boss who is aware and I know some time after the first of the year the situation will be rectified. It is what it is, but obviously other things have suffered for it. On top of that, one of my many faults (oh stop, you've missed my little confessions) is if I put something off and feel guilty about it, then I avoid it and then I feel worse and avoid it even more and then it <i>looms</i> and I feel wretched and try not to think about it and become paralyzed in my wretchedness. Lovely, no?<br /><br />I've been thinking about how I would like to get back into this and back to all y'all and then I picked up </span><a href="http://www.stampington.com/html/artful_blogging.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:courier new;">this</span></a><span style="font-family:courier new;"> and felt the teensiest of tiniest stirrings of...could it be?...creativity. Maybe if I start slow, don't pressure myself too much but also, I don't know, be a disciplined grown-up for once, I can do this again.<br /><br />I'll wrap it up for now. No need to belabor the point. Plus I need to comment back to all of you who have been so sweet as to check back every now and then. And I have so much catching up to do.<br /><br />X's, O's and !!'s<br /><br />Are you still there, my darlings? </span>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-91938637576385033912007-06-13T23:26:00.000-07:002007-10-27T18:46:28.519-07:00Wordless Wednesday XV (Hey, It's Still Wednesday For 33 More Minutes.)<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/535682751/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/197/535682751_52f918c67c_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="9:365 Out-take" /></a>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-18804376457578321882007-06-11T21:09:00.000-07:002007-06-11T21:47:06.847-07:00This Might, Possibly Be Cheating On The Blogging, Just A Weeny Bit. Maybe.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS3h22sOm60kE0LVH8GnRNMIbim9OLSY6CUYJ7VmM5F5T1om2aybrAvjxMxLLqjuWqvEvImc5PC23wAAQ_T6z55Fv3lP5IcnSRhHpl5AFZVGScdY4-JItH6cIdp55E67WGR8h8/s1600-h/flickr_logo_gamma_gif_v1_5.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS3h22sOm60kE0LVH8GnRNMIbim9OLSY6CUYJ7VmM5F5T1om2aybrAvjxMxLLqjuWqvEvImc5PC23wAAQ_T6z55Fv3lP5IcnSRhHpl5AFZVGScdY4-JItH6cIdp55E67WGR8h8/s400/flickr_logo_gamma_gif_v1_5.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075034775358962354" /></a><br /><br />Honestly I was going to try and blog at the very, very least once a week as suggested by the ever rockin' <a href="http://bobealia.blogspot.com" target="_blank">Bo</a>. I meant to do so today. Really. You know how I <i>love</i> confessing things to you, so you must know: I'm addicted to <a href="http://www.flickr.com" target="_blank">Flickr</a> now. It's bad. And who woulda thunk it - this whole <a href="http://flickr.com/groups/365days/" target="_blank">365 Days</a> project has me all excited. Before, you would be hard pressed to get a picture of me. Of course it helps that <i>I</i> take and pick the pictures. And also, it seems that my eye stars in most of them. But I'm working on that. I have all sorts of fab ideas for July and August (anniversary post! hee.) Hm. I think my train of thought has blown through the station... I started to have more of a blogging point here... Oh, right... I sorta blogged in my Flickr today and now I'm kinda blogged out. Check it, peeps: <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/541662974/" target="_blank">Day 17</a>. Look down on the right. This pretty much covered Teri Today. Feel free to browse the other ones, too. Highly informational. Etc. I'm babbling now, aren't I? And I think I owe <a href="http://www.archshrk.com" target="_blank">Luke</a> a meme or an interview or something and I've been a total slacker and haven't looked at my email. Sorry Luke! Soon. Ok. I'd better be going before I add anymore links.<br /><br />XXOO!!, bebes!Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-32033181841800356942007-06-06T10:03:00.001-07:002007-06-14T07:45:20.950-07:00(Yet Another) Triumphant Return of Wordless Wednesday!<a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/532742067/"><img height="180" alt="11:365" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1205/532742067_8f4ea62db0_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Click = Bigger)</span>Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-54577386929372293922007-06-02T22:43:00.000-07:002007-06-02T22:44:56.670-07:00In Lieu of Vox... Dang, I'm Usually Pretty Good With The Catchy Titles, But Apparently Not Tonight.<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/527153174/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1228/527153174_febfdec584_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Annoyed in Photoshop" /></a><br />First, I would like to thank the Academy... oh wait, wrong speech... No really, thanks for your kind comments and encouragement. Sometimes you just gotta get it out there and I appreciate your indulgence.<br /><br />Now back to our regular programming...<br /><br />As the title subtly implies, there will be no audio post today. Not that I'd promised one, but I was thinking that it would be a nice idea, since it's been a year since <a href="http://velvet-vox.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-hello-is-this-thing-on.html" target="_blank">the last one</a>, but I've just spent half and hour looking for my cheap little computer mic and I can't hook up my professional one because I have no cable. Did you catch that word <b>professional</b>? YES SIREE, I am officially, sorta, a professional voiceover artiste. Ok, I haven't gotten the check yet, but it's comin'. Which, crap, means I'm gonna hafta set up paying taxes and I should probably actually do something with my website and...But I digress. Thanks to The Spouse, I was booked to do the intro on some doctor/pharmecutical power point training program thingie(hey, the talent isn't always clear on the details, she's just there to woo them with her pipes)for one of his clients. So, yay me!<br />Frankly I don't have a whole lot to say at the moment. Mostly I wanted to get the dramafest that was my last post pushed down a bit. If you're new here, do me a favor and check out the archives. Here... for now you can hear me, er, <a href="http://velvet-vox.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-hello-is-this-thing-on.html" target="_blank">here</a>. Plus I did a pretty cool one for my birthday <a href="http://velvet-vox.blogspot.com/2006/05/teri-early-years.html" target="_blank">last year</a> and of course the <s>sappy</s>touching <a href="http://velvet-vox.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-day-of-our-17th-year.html" target="_blank">anniversary post</a>. Go. Peruse. Feel free to comment. I craaaave the comments. And don't forget to check on <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/" target="_blank">my Flickr</a> for my daily contribution to the <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/365days/" target="_blank">365 Days</a> project.<br /><br />Also, I will now be abbr. my usual sign off. I didn't want you to miss it. Not that I think you're dumb or anything, I just didn't want you to be, ya know, confused. Anyway.<br />OOXX!!Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-67832090040375049102007-05-26T00:53:00.000-07:002007-05-28T20:19:43.591-07:00From Teri On Her 37th Birthday Or How I Decided To Grow Up And Be A Better Person. With A Meme. And A Photo. And Serious Soul Baring.(Welcome to my catharsis. Don't forget to purchase refreshments in the lobby.)<br /><br />Greetings and salutations, O Most Patient Ones. Have I caught up on all y’all’s blogs? No. Was I using that as one of my excuses for not blogging? Yes. And I really am very busy at work. Seriously. I’m hoping we can be like old friends who just pick up where they left off. Whaddya say? Can you forgive me for my neglect? Pretty please with widgets on top?<br /><br />::insert one of my patented smooth segues here::<br /><br />First, let’s get the serious soul baring out of the way.<br /><br />I am going to be 40 in 3 years (exactly) and on that day I plan on taking stock and finding that I am happy with who I am or who I am on my way to becoming. Today starts a change in me. (That didn't sound as corny when I first wrote it as it does now in edit.)<br /><br />I am tired of: being a crybaby… hating how I look… being angry… being cynical… being afraid… wasting my (and everyone else’s) time and my talent because I am afraid of? failure? success?... my lack of confidence… being unwise… being judged…. feeling like I’m being judged… being socially inept… being disrespected… not earning respect… feeling like an incompetent parent… being disorganized… not doing things because I’m disorganized… not knowing where things are because I. Am. Disorganized… being self-absorbed… not relying more on my faith in God… not revealing my faith in God… talking too much to myself and not enough to God… living in the past… being lazy… procrastinating… being frustrated… not living up to my potential… not keeping up my end of the deal… being ungrateful… not trying my best… not giving my best… panicking about all the mistakes I’ve made… wishing I was more… I am tired of being tired.<br /><br />And, of course, I’m aware that most of these things are merely my own perceptions of who and what I am, that mostly what I see are the flaws. And reading that over, self-indulgent and self-involved are begging to be added. I’m perfecting my whole Woody Allen persona. Without the hemming and hawing or thinning hair or hangdog expression. Or creepy marriage to adopted daughter. Ok. I think we’re getting off track here.<br /><br />My point is this(if I haven’t blunted it with the deflecting self-deprecating humour):<br /><br />Things have got to change. Things are going to change.<br /><br />Yeah. So. Still there?<br /><br />MEME TIME (I'm just crankin' this post out, ain't I?)<br /><br />Debbie over at <a href="http://acharmedlife.typepad.com/a_charmed_life/" target="_blank">A Charmed Life</a>, she of the magical Italian chocolate, decided to make up <a href="http://acharmedlife.typepad.com/a_charmed_life/2007/01/nearfar.html" target="_blank">her own meme</a>. And I quote: …”it makes me think, how well do the people in our lives really know us? Like an Impressionist painting, sometimes figuring out what the picture is about depends on where you're standing.” The little darling tagged me way back in January Ought Seven, and if you don’t want to tear your eyes out yet with the really knowing of me, here’s my answer to her challenge:<br /><br /><br /><strong>The Near...Far!!! Meme. </strong><br /><u>Someone looking down at you from a balcony will notice:</u> my grays<br /><br /><u>Someone seeing you from across a parking lot will see:</u> My tiny pin head sitting atop my apple round body? WHAT? I deflect with the humor – I have no idea… this whole self analysis thing is difficult.<br /><br /><u>Someone seeing you for the first time will notice:</u> My eyebrows or that my specs have some heinous scratches.<br /><br /><u>Someone shaking your hand will notice:</u> I have a firm grip. The fingertip shaking thing irritates me.<br /><br /><u>Someone walking behind you would notice:</u> My fat bu… Oh. Uuuh, my long hair?<br /><br /><u>Someone meeting you at a party would see:</u> The most socially awkward person in the room. Weeeeel, maybe the second most socially awkward person in the room.<br /><br /><u>Someone looking into your eyes would notice:</u> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/518394488/" title="Photo Sharing" target="_blank">Almond shaped eyes with long lashes framing darkly rimmed chestnut irises dappled with motes of gold</a>. (Please check the photographical proof.) (see, I can be all poetical and sort of self-complimentary.) And probably the eyebrows. <br /><br /><u>Someone listening to you talk would hear:</u> Hello?? VELVET VOX, people. I ain’t just whistlin’ Dixie, here.<br /><br /><u>Someone who's just met you might think:</u> <span style="color:#000099;">That I am pretty sweet and very funny.</span> <~~ that was Debbie’s answer (which you would know if you clicked on the link), but as I’m doing this, I’m writing over her answers and when I looked down from my last smart remark I briefly thought to myself, "Self? How accepting and unusually nice you’re being to your, er, self." Then I remembered I didn’t actually write that. And now you are asking yourself, "Self? Is Teri attempting to avoid answering this question by distracting us with double talk and painfully contrived conversations with herself? And myself?" <br /><br />What was the question? <br /><br /><u>Someone who's known you a long time knows:</u> (I’m so bad at this) Er. Um. I guess I’m kinda funny. Hopefully not funny lookin’. I’m generous. I’m an emotional movie watcher. I love having my back scratched. I love really hot showers. I can’t go into Rosie’s Calico Corners without spending a minimum of 45 minutes sifting through the button trunk. I wanted to be an actress when I grew up.<br /><br />Ok. Let’s see… what else? Oh yes – the picture. I’ve decided that to launch me on my voyage of discovery and improvement, I am going to join the <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/365days/" target="_blank">Flickr 365 Days</a> group. That’s one picture a day until May 26, 2008. Yay for cropping and Photoshop Elements 4.0.<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/514395891/"><img height="240" alt="1/365" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/239/514395891_855f3326e6_m.jpg" width="200" /></a><br />Hi. I'm going to bed now.<br /><br />HUGS AND KISSES AND EXCLAIMATION POINTS TO ALL!<br /><br />p.s. as always, if you really feel the need to see my mug practically life-sized on your screen, Click It.Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-1171573442539858382007-02-15T13:01:00.000-08:002008-03-02T00:53:51.889-08:00No Way! Has It Really Been Two Weeks? **REVISED**<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Dateline SoCal 05/19/2007 ***Please check back on Saturday May 26, 2007***</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;">(hugs, kisses and exclamation points on the horizon)<br /></span><br /><br />You all must be so, like, TERI IS A BIG FAT FATTY FAT LIAR. SHE'S NEVER GOING TO BLOG. I'M SO SICK OF HER FATTY FAT FAT LIES. PANTS ON FIRE!<br /><br />Who could blame you?<br /><br />We'll just pretend that we've smoothly segued away from the name calling, shall we?<br /><br />This right here is my 99th post! For my 100th I'll do a little recap and finally do the meme that my <a href="http://www.acharmedlife.typepad.com/" target="_blank">Italian chocolate connection</a> tagged me with last millennium.<br /><br />In the meantime, enjoy a couple of pictures of my new work space, sans art and a new table top, but still on the purty side.<br /><br />Hugs, kisses and exclamation points to all!<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/391424231/"><img height="180" alt="My Desk" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/391424231_dc6c61cdd4_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/391423134/"><img height="180" alt="Part of my office" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/391423134_5ae0e7f4ba_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(as always, click on pic to see molto bigger)</span><br /><br />BTW - Hope all y'all had a lovely Valetimes day.Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-1170227821499777152007-01-31T00:00:00.000-08:002009-11-28T21:19:21.627-08:00Wordless Wednesday 13<a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tigana1066/375274483/"><img alt="Wordless Wednesday 13 - Stray thoughts 2003, Maggie Taylor" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/375274483_61c4d56549_o.jpg" width="375" height="375" /></a><br />(Wordless-ish: visit <a href="http://www.maggietaylor.com" target="blank">Maggie Taylor</a> to see more gorgeous art)Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24511256.post-1170096704534737892007-01-29T10:43:00.000-08:002008-03-02T00:56:20.177-08:00From The Trenches - A Thrilling Account. Ha. I Crack Me Up.Actually from the warehouse. Thusly, this will be my first post since the very beginning that is sans photo accompaniment. And it's going to be short because A) I'm at work and B) my fingers are frozen. All of me is frrrrozzzzzen. We're getting polished concrete on the first floor, where my office will be, so until that's done I can't set my office up and we can't get to the stairs until which every layer they are doing to day is dry. <br /><br />Did I mention that I'm frrrrreeeezzzzzzing? <br /><br />Obviously I haven't gotten back into the Swing Of Blahging, but I'm trying. I spent most of the weekend out and about with my SIL and catching up on <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/menintrees/about.html" target="_blank">Men in Trees</a>. So no blog reading either. Sawwy! Also we've only got one vehicle right now. Not that I'm going to whine about it, because duh things could be a thousand times worse, but good grief, it ain't easy for a two job household with a ::sob::teenager::sob:: to have one car! In the spirit of sharing, the story is this: due to a problem that apparently VW knew about, my car needs a new engine. You can imagine that it's something that isn't in our current budget. So we wait for help from VW/the dealer from which we have purchased 3 vehicles, now. I'm thinking it's time for one or both of them to step up to the plate. I'll keep you updated. <br /><br />Ech... I can't get to the restroom right now either! Grrrr! My teeth are floating. (Don't you just love free association blogging?)<br /><br />Ok, I'm going to sign off because my frost bitten fingers are making more typos than not. <br /><br />Hugs, etc...Teri M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11414002467075975778noreply@blogger.com4