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                 February 25, 
                2004 
                It 
                was a dark and stormy day...and I loved every minute of it.  
                If it wasn't so damned cold outside, I'd have the doors and 
                windows open to blow the house out a bit.  It's very windy 
                and rainy and has that "winds of change" feel to it.  The 
                finest thing in the world is to let those kinds of winds clear 
                out the energy in your house while you burn a nice sage stick to 
                help it along.  Maybe I'll just bundle up and do it anyway.  
                :) 
                
                [Insert shivery passage of time] 
                *Whew!*  That was 
                exhilarating.  Flew open the doors and windows, lit a sage 
                stick in one hand and a cedar stick in the other and just let 
                the winds have at it.  After about 10 minutes of it (I 
                buried Nathan under a blanket.  It's a freezing 54 degrees 
                out there!), the house is much fresher and... I dunno... more 
                hopeful.  Somehow, the saging out of a place makes all 
                things seem possible again. 
                I wasn't really giving into 
                anything like despair, but I was feeling a sense of stagnation 
                and that is gone now.  I'm feeling much more tuned into the 
                new things coming in now. 
                I'm wondering how many times you 
                should have to tell a kid "don't burn things."  I should 
                have known he was trouble when he displayed a penchant for 
                eating the tops off of matches.  He is drawn to anything 
                remotely like fire anywhere.  If I burn up, he did it. 
                Speaking of Nathan, he starts 
                school on Monday.  He's my youngest and I expected to feel 
                some kind of major apprehension about him going, but I feel very 
                at peace with it.  Overall, I detest sending my kids to 
                school.  I definitely see the benefit academically because 
                lord knows my skills for elementary school are a good 35+ years 
                old.  I can still do the basics, but a lot of the things 
                that Delena does in 6th grade are out of my league and some dim 
                memory.  It's better for Eric, being 15 years younger than 
                I am, but he's not available for ongoing instruction.  When 
                I send my kids to school, I feel as though I'm shoving them into 
                a sausage grinder of "The Man" where peer pressure, bullying, 
                disgruntled teachers who are burned out and underpaid and major 
                popularity issues rule.  Since my kids all tend to march to 
                a different drummer, they end up on the outside looking in more 
                often than not.  Oddly, Dylan is the exception and I 
                expected that he'd be the one to take the most flack.  He 
                seems to have lots of friends and get along well with everyone.  
                He loves school and never gives any hesitation going out the 
                door.  
                 Nathan is a 
                wild card about this.  He's been begging to go to school 
                for months now and asks about it every day.  He's seen how 
                much Dylan loves it and is really eager.  He's also really 
                attached into me and might panic when he gets there.  Eric 
                is taking him to ease the separation anxiety.  OK, maybe 
                I'm a little edgy, but overall, I think I'm cool.  We've 
                been spending good time together during this week.  He's a 
                sweetie.  He just burns things.  Go figure. 
                My house is in dire need of 
                cleaning, which is my next move after this entry.  I'm 
                pretty good at whipping through it quickly and still giving a 
                good show.  I think I'm going to do the antithesis to my 
                friend, Carolyn's column.  
                Carolyn is the undisputed, obsessive Diva of Clean.  I 
                could be the Diva of Slovenly, showing people all the shortcuts 
                to make your house look cleaner than it is.  
                 I woke up at 
                4am and couldn't get back to sleep, likely because I crashed 
                soundly at 9pm (a couple of hours early for me).  Went 
                through the bills that are screaming loudest, did some spellwork 
                for it and tabled everything until Monday.  Amazing things 
                can happen in 5 days.  Tra la. 
                Anyway, now I'm all tired and 
                taking after eating tuna casserole for an early lunch.  
                Nathan found out I was making it for lunch and got all kinds of 
                eager for it, so I made it early.  Now I'm drowsy and 
                wanting to cuddle under my covers and snooze a few hours away.  
                Naps are so glorious, especially in a storm. 
                Cool Stuff 
                
                
                
                http://www.nausetnewcomers.org/JustFor%20Fun/painted_hands.htmBe sure and check out the links at the bottom as well
 
                
                
                
                http://www.optillusions.com/ 
                
                
                
                
                http://www.ebaumsworld.com/soundboards.shtml(needs speakers)
 
                
                
                http://www.x-entertainment.com/annoy/one.html 
                
                
                
                http://www.numoonus.com/ShortEssays/EvilCats/EvilCats.html 
                
                
                http://www.cs.virginia.edu/oracle/ 
                For those who follow my other site, The 
                Diva Digest, it has been updated all around (for the first time 
                since October or so).  What can I say?  Divas get busy 
                and can't be chained to a computer chair!  (That's the 
                theory, anyway).  It's at
                www.thedivadigest.com. 
                Eric really got me 
                yesterday.  >:<  He said, "I know we don't have much 
                time or money, but I know of a wonderful thing we can do this 
                weekend for a good break!"  [insert me getting really 
                bubbling and excited over the idea of actually doing something]  
                "Placer county is having a snake lick." 
                Marvelous. 
                We should all be so lucky. 
                Time to go nail myself to a cross in 
                sacrifice to the House Cleaning Gods.  Hard thing with 
                being a martyr is that the last hand... man it's a bitch to get 
                nailed.   
                Someone stop me. 
                Please. 
                OK, where are you people? 
                STOP ME NOW! 
                Pfft.   OK then. 
                Traitors. 
                Love ya anyway, Katrina
 
                
                
                
                
                
                
                   
                
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