tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59199082011-08-27T09:22:43.572-05:00where stuff gets examined.sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.comBlogger1041100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-59856014322951783312010-11-29T13:34:00.002-05:002010-11-29T13:36:54.760-05:00

If you know me then you know I am a notebook whore and look! these are definitely some I NEED to have :)http://www.thecraftycrow.net/2010/11/winter-holiday-giveaway-weekecosystem-notebooks.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+typepad%2FiTVx+%28The+Crafty+Crow%29&utm_content=Google+Reader

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-45287441477184296032010-09-04T19:34:00.002-05:002010-09-04T19:48:15.532-05:00

I ALWAYS feel so conflicted about the end of summer. I love the oncoming crispness and cool evenings, Halloween, but I dread the shorter days.I'm trying to look at longer evenings as an invitation to curl inwards and write and read. I hope I give myself permission more often this year to do those things.I also want to take steps to de-commercialize the holidays as much as possible. I like a tacky

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-71569826677916629692010-03-26T10:32:00.002-05:002010-03-26T10:33:00.645-05:00

Justin Sirois has started a good campaign. Go here:and check it out!thnx

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I wish I was mre excited. At the moment I am most definitely not. Soph is excited because she kicked H1 in time. she has a costume she is happy to be wearing.The weather is a little blah but good ambience.I'm just cranky that I don't get to go out and be a grown up when it falls on a saturday night.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-84808659539057765682009-10-20T19:58:00.002-05:002009-10-30T17:57:49.589-05:00

pumpkin biscuitspumpkin pierunning on Sunny's walkyesterday put black shelf in dining room and worked on Prufrocksorted and put away clean clothesmade dinner pasta, jalapeno chicken sausage and steamed cauliflowerwatched the Story of Stuffjotted thoughts for a poembrought craft stuff downstairscleaned a little more of sophs roomyesterday I straightened Erics roomyesterday surfed Craigs list for

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-65980110701031023142009-09-25T21:03:00.003-05:002009-09-25T21:23:11.757-05:00

wow we have a lot of clothes in this house. especially when you add the handful of end of year fall/winter clothes that still fit from last year. There are 5 of us in the house and lordy do the clothes add up.I had child free time tonight and as much as I wanted to go play! I knew that I would be more sane during single parent week if I had a handle on some of the chaos in the house. I got a LOT

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-77568268440431211172009-09-23T16:18:00.002-05:002009-09-23T16:25:04.922-05:00

I realized today I had a lot less written than I thought I did. I was always thinking that I should have a list of things that trigger writerly thoguhts...bats and pumpkins and starts were idea lifted from Neil Gaiman's blog. I love!! Neil Gaiman. He's fierce and smart and funny and sweet. Well, I don't really know him but he spreads magic and damn if that isn't an important and terribly lovely

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-22922846046616189492009-09-21T20:30:00.003-05:002009-09-21T20:49:08.576-05:00

wow I love it when I feel like i do right now. Like things are possible, like I actually have a little sass, like I'm proud of myself that I continue to take little steps in this journey towards better health habits, like taking incremental but definitely positive steps in my parenting, feeling good about my daughters' school choice even if it is odd and totally non traditional, not feeling total

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-12656860411400269742009-09-20T08:03:00.003-05:002009-09-20T08:09:33.010-05:00

I'm still buzzing from the delightful, hilarious, poetic friday night that I almost didn't attend.Jim Warner and Virginia Crawford brought me the most delightful, delicious gathering of friends I've had in so many ages I can't count them. And we've discovered the best neighborhood bar in Hamilton-our secret.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-61855903709870256422009-09-16T19:47:00.002-05:002009-09-16T19:58:04.939-05:00

I had all these great but swiftly passing thoughts while I did dishes and drove and when I got near the computer i would promptly forget them....The one great thing about Sudbury is that our mornings are so much more relaxed. No more giant battles of will or crying plaintive wailing. Its GREAT!Sophie was complaining this morning that she only wanted full days at school...Wednesdays are half days

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-34588875148175371102009-09-15T18:40:00.003-05:002009-09-15T20:10:16.802-05:00

Soph to schoolmade breakfast for Uly and Ishowered Uly and Iscrubbed unknown sticky stuff from bedroom chest of drawersscrubbed old cat vomit off bedroom floorgathered dirty clothescarried the multiple baskets to basement in multiple tripshung up boys work clothesscrubbed basement toilet and sinkscrubbed utility sinksorted the major pile of laundrywashed dishesstraightened back porchtook sophie

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-32178266554960674962009-09-15T18:37:00.002-05:002009-09-15T18:40:09.099-05:00

soph to schooldropped another bag of clothes to ChristineUly was uber cranky so I cooked a lot for himSent some poetry emails for schedulingmade dinner of taters onions cauliflower and mixed peppersbathed Ulywalked sunny twice

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-64520490023758133502009-09-14T08:31:00.002-05:002009-09-14T08:34:53.749-05:00

farm, picked pumpkins and peppers with kids.made egg sandwicheswashed mud off pumpkins in streamgot Uly to napwent to Minas for poetrydrove mom back to Fells Point got coffee with mom and sophcame homemade fast dinner of sliced potatoes, yellow peppers onions and a few slices of ham.crashed at 9:30 pm

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-13647123191206549642009-09-12T21:42:00.002-05:002009-09-12T22:17:10.312-05:00

Today was consumed by poetry at Greenmount Cemetery and then a jaunt to HampdenFest where I discovered a new band. CavernsThen to bookstore Atomic Books to get overwhelmed by books and tchotkes bought an Orion Magazine for the piece on Wendell Berry.Hooked back up with Carm and kids after his 4 days away and went ot tail end of Defenders day at Fort McHenry and watched fireworks.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-62413082325941638462009-09-11T08:54:00.003-05:002009-09-11T20:51:35.308-05:00

I'm thinking maybe I could use this as a reference tool.Keep track somewhat of what I do in a day since it feels like I don't do much.Is this the dullest idea ever? No I think it will help me appreciate the daily, the ordinary, the Zen.Sophie started Sudbury this week. That's happy stuff!Did 4 sun salutationsskimmed "how to create a non profit" documentsstayed pleasant with Uly from 5:30 am to 1:

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-1831648845255661492009-06-18T09:22:00.003-05:002009-06-22T20:29:49.558-05:00

Carm is absolutely correct that I waste time that could be writing time. I also realize that some vegging time is essential to writing. Where is the happy medium?What am I writing about?What are my writing goals?Where is my writing parent?What happened to my morning pages?SO what about the story I told Sophie years ago about unicorns and a princess?Remember, the unicorns were always fighting with

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-90463325808795176522009-04-14T14:18:00.001-05:002009-04-14T14:20:54.874-05:00

I haven't blogged in ages. What happened to a photo and/or post a day. I couldn't tell you.BUT I want to share a giveaway opportunity:http://tollipop.typepad.com/tollipop/2009/04/the-great-tollipop-giveaway.htmlGo there quick and get a cance at some lovely little prints.Maybe I'll come back and write something-share some poems perhaps.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-66234774896761527372009-02-25T23:10:00.005-05:002009-02-25T23:25:10.033-05:00

The kidlets are sleeping and I'm alone with my thoughts. I can think of other things I should do but this is good for ME. At least I think it is.A little perplexed how to get more movement in my day so I'm not boxed into some kind of exercise routine I gag on. I danced briefly with Uly to a song he likes. I pushed him a half dozen times or more up and down outside..I tried to go fast enough to

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-52877798019036358342009-02-19T13:51:00.009-05:002009-02-19T14:17:41.586-05:00

and that's what always gets me into trouble. Not real trouble mind you, just I tie myself in mental knots.I was thinknig today while I was sweeping, that my attitude towards home cleanliness has changed. I used to not really care, and that probably gave me more time for creativity (well not caring and not having kids!) but today I was wondering if in my incrementally encroaching maturity, MAYBE

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-12724817271130363112009-02-13T08:51:00.006-05:002009-02-13T12:54:54.511-05:00

I read somewhere that the sensation of time flying as we age is caused by the fact we don't record what we've done with our days. So the days have a tendency to blur together.I like that idea. SO in addition to making this a creativity log (haha) I want to make it just a daily log.Wish me luck!Also really trying to

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-12980290398106345062009-02-09T20:57:00.010-05:002009-02-09T21:11:46.043-05:00

Why do we have the utter illusion that if we just do this one thing, if just this undertaking or project gets done, then we will be better some how. We will feel more in control, more on top of things? Why do we insist on believing this fallacy? I mean, really, why?Its so self defeating. IT will never all get done. NEVER. Something always comes to take the place of the thing that got done, that

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-8978661230937049202009-02-05T21:42:00.003-05:002009-02-05T21:45:55.164-05:00

I was SO intent on really following through on posting everyday iwth a pic or at the very least, once a week. How did that go? Last post -Jan 14.I'm not gonna beat up on myself but it is frustrating.I'll post a pic and that's about it.Here is Valentine crafting underway. I'll show the finished product soon. Its only taken a week or so.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-88119332446272068562009-01-14T17:57:00.003-05:002009-01-14T18:05:55.054-05:00

Missed yesterday's post because Uly was still clingy and by the time I got free time my brain was crispy. When he was napping I worked like a maniac to clean after the rearrange of the living room.That's not creative per se but a necessity.I don't think I took any pictures yesterday either. It was just work and mother kinda day.Today was essentially a repeat although Uly is finally feeling more

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-78535719985777181362009-01-12T22:21:00.005-05:002009-01-12T22:31:37.661-05:00

hi! missed day 5 post because i had a Minas' poetry reading and then a migraine.Today i haven't taken a pic for the day. wait! I just got one of our cat will post it tomorrow. no I'll just do it now.but I did rearrange the living room so I'll take pics of that tomorrow.Really! using my word for the year-effortlessness. It seems to help me just take the little steps I need to get things done

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-23708984448662442132009-01-10T21:49:00.005-05:002009-01-10T21:54:55.211-05:00

Today was a long day. Its still a long day. Uly is ultra clingy.Tried to do what I could today while he was asleep. I chose practical stuff. I can see my desk.Anyway. I took a couple pictures-here they are.Tried to do new recipe again but all my meat was frozen.I can't recall anything specifically creative I did today.... oh wait I further edited my poem and posted it to my critique forum. So

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-15947474420383449552009-01-09T20:22:00.005-05:002009-01-09T20:41:25.244-05:00

Well at first I didn't think i did anything creative. I was going to just use my daily photo. But then I realized I painted a rock with my daughter. My motivation was quality time for her and I see now it helped my personal challenge. woot.Today was a little tough. Another day of Uly being a sick little guy and therefore my 2nd skin. I don't like feeling so helpless. But I just tried to spend

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-32351851462425698232009-01-08T17:31:00.005-05:002009-01-09T10:46:15.450-05:00

Tough being creative today. Uly was awake most of the night throwing up. So today I dragged a bit and was his shadow.While he napped a blissfully long nap, I got some overdue laundry folding done. I'm going to count the extra attention to "correct" folding as my creativity because usually I just fling into a drawer willy nilly. Today I tried to remember how my mother in law showed me to fold

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-59141771019919844252009-01-07T17:32:00.003-05:002009-01-07T20:37:56.420-05:00

Trying to do a photo a day and/or something else creative each day. Today I combined them and took a photo of the new recipe I tried today. Its turkey and squash soup. I really enjoyed it!Here's the link if you want to try it. A light but warming dish.http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes/search.php?id=664I think cooking is creative. I'm a messy cook so I don't always want to undertake a new recipe.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-38738111718532955932009-01-04T22:23:00.002-05:002009-01-04T22:37:33.647-05:00

I wanted to attempt to map the impressions I've had since somewhat radically changing my hair. Going from long and a naturally occurring color to short and artificial color combined with facial hair removal and/or waxing.I've always KNOWN that first impressions are like an imprint. I also know that its difficult to go against the grain of how a society imprints certain impressions.I'm no

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-2288132106838786082008-12-18T21:14:00.003-05:002008-12-18T21:39:40.733-05:00

Its funny how Christmas always sneaks up on me. Every year just before Thanksgiving I start getting the itch that I should be getting ready for Christmas. But I put it off and get distracted and then Thanksgiving comes and then its bang! Black Friday which is actually Buy Nothing Day for us because i don't like doing the crowded stores with crazy people thing. I tend to buy local as much as

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-4417276384542418522008-09-25T18:35:00.003-05:002008-09-25T18:47:59.773-05:00

Once upon a time I was a real writer. I put things on paper and went back later and looked at it and made changes and was happy when it was good.I'm not a real writer anymore. I'm something else. I don't know what to call that something else.Ok. I lied. I didn't EVER think I was a REAL writer.One day in the near future I will put words on paper, go back and read them, change them, pretty them and

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-84471194385849633562008-09-24T17:14:00.002-05:002008-09-24T17:18:54.602-05:00

dumb title but kinda what I'm about lately.REALLY concerned about the crap going into our bodies becasue all the food we eat for convenience is just one food-corn.I've recently read The Omnivore's Dilemma and it was sobering. I intuited a lot of what he was pointing out but here was some validation.SO I'm working towards eating real food. This means, mostly, cooking from scratch. Tough with a

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-21324218640269657392008-04-30T07:53:00.001-05:002008-04-30T07:59:17.353-05:00

Gosh I just can't get into the blogging habit. It seems like such a theoretically easy thing to do.I enjoy reading other blogs and I'm inspired by them and I see how absolutely useful they can be. And yet here this poor blog sits abandoned.There is a learning curve disadvantage. Things I'd like to do here but don't know how and a there are small people in my life who don't like when I sit at the

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-91693590966449501672008-02-28T11:08:00.004-05:002008-02-28T11:15:48.010-05:00

Hi!I'm really excited that this book is about to hit the shelves any second now! Joshilyn Jackson has become one of my really favorite writers...I discovered her blog, Faster Than Kudzu http://www.joshilynjackson.com/mt/and I have never laughed out loud so much at a blog. SOooooo when I realized she had published real live books I found them and read them voraciously, oh so fast I reached the end

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-15990726530952790352008-02-19T14:55:00.004-05:002008-12-11T13:37:44.568-05:00

I am glad to report that I am mostly in the habit of walking now. This weekend was a bit of a bust. I only got a mile-ish walk at 5 year old pace, with a stop at the park, but we needed the sunshine that had poured forth briefly after days of grimness.Then friday at mall was a goofy walk because Uly was impish and fussy and didn't sleep the whole time but then I probably made up for what I lost

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-24481293701772947482008-01-30T16:02:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:37:44.843-05:00

and surprisingly made better time than i did ever! Like a twenty five minute mile. yeah. groovy.So that was saturday. It was cold and grey-ish but i went anyway while Carm had Uly. So glad I did it.Sunday I got a kind of power walk at walk looking for tennis shoes to buy for myself. About 20 minutes or so. some consistency.Then monday got to mall and got probably 5 or 6 circuits in. At least a 1/

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-21813044225464631272008-01-26T10:57:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:37:45.147-05:00

Thursday I made it to the mall and walked for a half hour with Uly in the front carrier. A challenge. I felt like i couldn't get as fast a pace as i wanted. I didn't have much energy but I did it anyway because i need to make it a habit.nuthin friday not even running up and down the steps 10 times in a row like i planned.So last week I didn't get back to the mall but we built a snowperson on the

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-59023194575853585702008-01-16T09:42:00.000-05:002008-01-16T10:06:33.174-05:00

I'm going to post my walking consistently efforts here so I feel like there is some accountability.I won't beat myself up because its not me alone all day trying to walk but me and Uly who is not a quiet kid and Sophie.Anyway-yesterday I bundled him up and got to the park and back...maybe a dozen blocks, a solid 10 minutes.This morning I attempted the mall early after dropping Soph. Uly hates the

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-16666314300736120742008-01-04T22:44:00.001-05:002008-12-11T13:37:46.056-05:00

I just can't seem to stick to this blog. I won' t give it up entirely. But geez SOME consistency would be nice.Anyway here are some photos from fall.I'll come back again soon. REALLY.Its the little man Uly-he's a pimp.My mom as a Warrior Princess and Soph as Sally.A 2005 one of Me as Stimpy and a smaller Soph as fairy.

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-58129055456625882492007-11-09T19:32:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:37:46.262-05:00

and I didn't lose my mind! I have had such a struggle with seasonal affective disorder that I dread days like today. However, I took it in stride and it was ok. Let's face it though, its the MULTIPLE days in a row of weather like today thats gets me down.Knowledge is half the battle and that is why I'm on a mission to discover fun things to do when its cold outside, with children. Playing outside

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-90923915772141822772007-11-08T16:44:00.000-05:002007-11-08T17:16:49.298-05:00

It amazes me how quickly time passes between posts. I always wait until I have quiet time to write and then nothing gets written.Maybe I'll try to write when I have time, although not necessarily quiet, and see what gets written. I really enjoy reading other peoples blogs, even when they are on the surface about mundane stuff. I think it helps to see that other people have a daily grind but still

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-47069897951118627802007-11-08T16:42:00.000-05:002007-11-08T16:43:48.736-05:00

Peace and Poems I invite everyone to send a poem to each of their political representatives as a direct plea for peace.If you do, I will publish the poem.You can find contact information for your representatives at www.usa.govPlease use the LOCAL OFFICE mailing address.All I ask is that you send the poem with a Signature Confirmation Request from the

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-27058496014894821292007-09-12T07:51:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:37:46.511-05:00

I'm in so much denial even though school has started. Maybe, just maybe I can get some projects underway, since the sun goes down earlier and I don't feel like Ineed to get every last drop of the day.On the other hand, the kids are more attention needy when they don't play outside as much. I had an idea for a book triggered at my site http://www.poetryinbaltimore.com/ but I don't know yet if

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-42361154280458052072007-07-26T15:10:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:37:46.632-05:00

ok typing one handed or I can't type at all.Adjusting to having Uly and squirming into a routine or a groove of some kind. I'm glad its summer and there are no absolute demands on my time except occupying Sophie and maybe keeping my little poetry beast tame...I've been working hard to just be in the moment and not get crazy with demands on myself like"is Sophie having an exciting enough summer,

sp8cemunkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11530091773628526319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919908.post-7150478645449569782007-06-13T17:25:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:37:46.788-05:00

Its awful when you've been away for so long. Its difficult to get your writing groove back on. But ready or not, here I am again.I do have a good reason for my absence- Ulysses Frank...my new little munchkin. He came into the world with a bit of drama. They took him at 32 weeks because I developed preeclampsia and HELLP so my liver was going nutty and the only way to fix it was to take him out of

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Well so much for the once a week discipline I said I was going to have. This beast of a pregnancy is just throwing my plans to the wind. Its very frustrating but I try to console myself with the fact I can get off the sofa and get out a bit. I'm not on bed rest and I could be.Its also a challenge to my nature to pace myself. I only get two good hours of energy a day and that doesn't get much done

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I'm just typing stream of consciousness today. Trying to get into daily discipline of words written. I'm reading Maxine Hong Kingston's "The Fifth Book of Peace". It is not written in a traditional format. It mixes memoir and fiction. It seeks to understand war and create peace. It makes me think.I've been kinda slack with my Artist's Way work this week. I seem to go in cycles, good week, lazy

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I'm baaack.I hadn't intended to be away for so long. It just happened. I'd sign on and not think of anything good to say. But I've decided to blog at least once a week because I need the discipline.So yeah, changes is my title. Thats because there is one gigantic change growing right now. I am unexpectedly pregnant. Yup. Universe likes to throw curve balls doesn't it. So we'll have a third little

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I am simply in denial that school starts next week. I'm not ready. There's part of me that looks forward to the dreary days and cold weather because then I don't feel the pressure to be outside enjoying the great weather and beautiful, fantastic long sun filled days. Although I love the new beginning feeling of fall that is entrenched in my being from so many years of public school, I still don't

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octopusdreamswebOriginally uploaded by sp8cemunky. It's coming! Octopus Dreams-Poetry In Baltimore Anthology. Only 250 copies. Would you like to pre- purchase? Visit www.poetryinbaltimore.com or email me: julie@poetryinbaltimore.comHey Everybody! I’ve been busy the last few weeks and now we have “Octopus Dreams- Poetry In Baltimore Anthology One” to show for it! I am so excited to bring this

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This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

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Brief Random Email here…… it’s summer and I am trying to soak up every last moment of it. But! Big news is that “Octopus Dreams”, the PoetryInBaltimore.com Anthology will be available really soon! Over 70 pages of original poetry and art works. I am totally delighted with this volume and can’t wait to share it with everyone! In the meantime there will be the opportunity to pre-purchase your copy.

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I know myself well enough to realize I will always be a multi-tasker and I will always feel the best when busy. That said I think it would be very worthwhile for me to have a detail person following me around or at least calling me now and then to remind me important stuff.I'm so absorbed in getting this first manuscript draft of the Poetry In Baltimore Anthology done that things are slipping

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So WHAT is so difficult for me lately to get any more than two or three sentences written?!I get distracted by the littlest thing and “waste” time doing everything but writing. It makes me sick and crazy.I can make the excuse that I’ve been busy but I don’t want to make excuses I want to have some novel chapters or a handful of poems. Not just whine whine whine.I have all these great

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thinking, doing, goal setting.Quality of life is always a priority. Juggling many tasks seems to most often be the reality.Have been giving myself the space to not write for some time to get my physical space more efficient. Life gets in the way of that goal too. In fun ways. New York trip. Soon to go to England.Now I'm enjoying the yearning to write=-envisioning pages and pages poolside.Constant

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Enigmatology at the Library of Progress( formerly PoetryInBaltimore.com Night )Thursday May 11 8:30 pmThe Library of Progress 1401 Light StreetFeaturing JaHipsterOPEN MIC -Poetry or musicDonations encouragedMore info julie@poetryinbaltimore.com443-418-4762

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Back on April 15th I had an Aries Party with my friend Rita at the Library of Progress. Here are some photoshttp://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c302/sp8cemunky/AriesParty/I had a great time! The band Quazar and Reunion of A Nonexistant Band were outstanding...danced a lot.

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Its rawther busy here at Chateau Sp8cemunky. I'm juggling projects and spinning multiple plates but its all good. I don't have time to wallow in boredom.And the weather this past week had been just sumptuous and sensual and gorgeous. I was wondering if I would take glorious weather for grantted if I had it all the time? It really is the different extremes of conditions that make the mild ones so

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I thought I would share my response to a conversation on another board (www.5thL.com). The original poster was complaining that he didn't want to spend $25 to see I'm paraphrasing "just another poetry show with the same peformers as the last time". He's referring to the 2nd! poetry production at Center Stage on May 6th. ***************I'd just like to say that I find the "Lyrical Soul" people

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There is a complete whirlwind of thoughts in my little head. I'd really like to be either more efficient with my time or learn to sleep less. It would probably be easier to sleep less.Having a munchkin ,with very few playmates, makes it difficult to plan days like an adult.I really want to talk about how beautiful the fresh colors are, especially in a soaking rain day like today. Through my

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Enigmatology at the Library of Progress( formerly PoetryInBaltimore.com Night )Thursday April 6th 8pmThe Library of Progress 1401 Light StreetFeaturingBarbara DeCesare and Joe Fanzone > Beauty and the BeastOPEN MIC -Poetry or musicDonations encouragedMore info julie@poetryinbaltimore.com443-418-4762***********************************************************************************************

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PoetryInBaltimore.com Anthology Call For SubmissionsDeadline JUNE 1stSubmit to julie©poetryinbaltimore.comIn the body of the email/ no attachments*3-5 poems no longer than 5 typed pages*MUST be a MEMBER of PoetryInBaltimore.com( registration is free, only takes a moment and you DO NOT need to live in Baltimore)More info contact julie©poetryinbaltimore.com

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WILD WINGS, FAIRIES & THINGS FESTIVALJUNE 310:00 a.m to 5:00 p.m.Carrie Murray Nature Center1901 Ridgetop Roadadmission $6 per personmore info 410-396-0808or wildwingsfairiesnthings@gmail.comEmbrace the magic of winged creatures-See insects, wild birds and meet real, enchanted fairies!!Lots of fairy crafts, live music and foodCome dressed in your most fantastic fairy outfit orDesign one with the

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I've decided to merge the writings from all my scattered blogs. It makes for kinda peculiar reading but it makes me feel less splintered. Enjoy.......September 12th, 200503:42 pm: Who's Going To Save The Day?**************You have to understand a quirky dimension of my personality...I am a little traumatized, a little incredulous of the fact I never uncovered my superhero identity or superpower.

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April 1stUnique BoutiqueA flea market for creatives9:00 am to 4:00 pmrain or shine$1 admission$10 vendor spaceAre you shedding stuff after a good spring clean?Are you an insatiable collector?Do you just like to stroll around a flea market?Carrie Murray Nature Center1910 Ridgetop RoadBaltimore, Md 21207410-396-0808contact susan.riffey@baltimorecity.gov

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I'm quickly learning that this organizing thing is both simple and maniacal. I have had to become mildly obsessed in order to continue making order while living in the order I'm trying to make....In other words, you better be really dedicated to this organizing thing, especially IF you have a three year old who finds everything you're trying to sort and put away incredibly fascinating. It's also

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I Ihave confirmed once and for all that I am very mood sensitive to color. I can feel my spirits brighten when I have happy colors near me and I get subdued around low key shades. My living room and kitchen/dining room have been blue for the past two months or so and in combination with the short grey days it was bringing me down.SO! I am in the process of re-painting the living room a yellow

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I have been so unable to get words from my mhead to outside lately. So I thought I would start here. Just get words out. Not stress about them. Not edit them or rethink them first.Its the week before Christmas. I'm simultaneously delighted and ambivalent. I thought my Decorating Party (we make ornaments) would kick my spirits into high gear but it didn't.I'm too social for my own good in a way. I

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You see I have this whole poetry thing going on in my life. Its called www.PoetryInBaltimore.com and November 12th I'm having this big one year anniversary gig. I'm such a putz that I only now, this morning, three or so days before the event even thought to put the info on my blog.But better late than never as they say so here it is!Well I wanted my really snazzy poster to come up but I'm not

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SO here is the little bit o Halloween at our house. One Jack o Lantern on the porch and 4 leetle pumpkins on the tv. The kitchen construction has dashed my hopes of a well decorated Halloween. I LOVE HalloweenI want to be Stimpy this year but don't know if I'l lbe able to pull it off.Sophie was Stephanie from LazyTown for her school parade. She looked great. Gotta find the pictures.Halloween

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So picture this. You’re driving down a winding country road, late at night because you have to get out. Your toddler is in the car seat. You ache to drive and drive and just end up somewhere. Anywhere but the place in the middle of nowhere you are now.Your phone only rings with bill collectors, you must choose between one less pound of hamburger or the magazine at the grocery check out.You spend

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September 12th, 200503:42 pm:You have to understand a quirky dimension of my personality...I am a little traumatized, a little incredulous by the fact I never uncovered my superhero identity or superpower. Its true. For as long as I can remember, I was certain I just had to figure it out and then, with great fanfare and perhaps celestial cheering, it would be revealed to me in all its glory.

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August 28th, 200509:56 pm:warming up the keyboradYou know how it is when you have like a trillion things you've been thinking about and ALL of them seem to have enough significance that you want to note it in some fashion? Maybe call a best pal for a phone chat, or hunker down over a just right mug of coffe and scribble madly in your journal or spontaneoualy launch into menaingful conversation

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August 9th, 200509:01 pm:notes to get back to you onhey.we're renovating. All lower case letters to show my supreme excitement. (not). I mean don't misunderstand, I can't wait until the project is done and unveiled in all its new fancy brand spanking new glory. But. I gotta tell ya. Living in it, well is kinda a big pain.More on that, including a link to before and after pictures when I get them

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July 20th, 200508:20 am:Sobering ThoughtSo here's a sobering thought....you only begin to care about how clean your house is if your creativity is going down the toilet. Got it? I think there's some truth to this because if you are busy being creative, who cares! how the house looks. You know the essentials will get done somehow because they have to but you don't worry about the dust bunnies on

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June 28th, 200510:53 am:A Defining MomentI saw a wooden yellow and black Baltimore City festival booth at the Hopkins Fair, with two long haired people sitting on it, talking to passersby. I knew I had found IT. There was a banner with a butterfly and two laid back people were telling people about their high school. “No man, we don’t give grades”. “Exactly, you get to pick your own classes.”“

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June 7th, 200503:01 pm:How I WriteOnce upon a time, I was a writer who wrote at the drop of a hat. I could write anywhere, with any level of noise. I could write about whatever came into my little head. I could write in the day or the wee hours of night. I dreamed of writing for a living. I fantasized seeing my book on the shelves of bookstores. I often wrote stories about aliens and monsters,

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May 6th, 200508:38 pm: I've almost forgottenhow this blog thing works. Its been ages since I've posted anything. For good reason..I've been surprisingly busy. Surprised by the fact my little pet project, www.poetryinbaltimore.com is doing quite well. I'm totally surprised by how many members I have already. There is consistent daily activity, interaction, support between members. Its really a

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December 3rd, 200311:20 am: flogger(this is also on my blogspot)I think I'm in the market for a good flogger. We need someone to come here and beat us senseless until we figure out how to clean up after ourselves. I mean its really out of control. 98% of the time, if someone "popped by" I would be mortified by the state of my house. Not just kid clutter, well, ok, there is kid clutter. Is there

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Well it IS raining today. I've been pondering as I often do. I spend way too much time on it occasionally. But nevertheless, here is what I'm wondering today....How do you find a fine balance between the need to seek and/or create some kind of beauty in your life and the feeling that you should give some of your time and energy to actively making the world a better place. I realize there are

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I am "In Praise of Slow". The title of a book talked about on NPR the other day. I was comfortable being slow today. Too often I am distracted, rushed, my attention splintered. I am learning, paying attention to my clear thoughts. It has been particularly hectic and busy lately. It has been both pleasurable and maddening. I am trying to decipher what is pleasurable and fulfilling from the blur.

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I started throwing images on paper to deal with some stress...here's what's working itself out. The blunt ache of raising a son Whose father abandoned him seeking gold and Nirvana of the needle the snort the comfort of hops. We ride a roller coaster Subtle undulations of hormones puberty the mistrust of age. There are moments each day my heart is delicately sliced open lemon juice salt

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I so often get wierded out by the full moon and don't realize its the full moon until I see it glaring at me from the sky. It gets me all jittery with an erratic energy. It makes me want to produce and be creative and productive but its also distracting. It makes me want to party and dance and flirt. Its a disturbing mixture. But once I realize its the moon then I can calm down and try to

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of people watching today-the Faery Festival. Think cross section of humanity with homemade wings. Also some cool art work/craft work. PArt of what frustrates me artistically/creatively is a craving for instant gratification but I think this may be rooted in my self esteem/insecurity issues. I have some ideas for some cool jewelry sculptures. I just don't know how I'll undertake them with Sophie

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I'm sunburned, stiff and slightly disappointed. The festival is over. It ran as smoothly as roller skates but there were only about 20 guests there to enjoy it. Weather was superb, the live music was a real treat and all the vendors were delightful to work with. It was much more like a a party than a festival. I have little doubt that next year will be a much different event. Everyone was

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How! do you find a balance between the "passive", independent nature of a writing life with a need to be a human being engaged in life? They seem mutually exclusive. I know writing requires a life lived or one's writing has no energy or vitality. But how do you manage time for the solitary work and "daydreaming" that writing requires and interactive, social, goal oriented endeavors? When I am

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FYI-Word Faery offers a random list of words to kick start your writing motor. These words can dbe used in any fashion. Here is a poem using the following words: toothsome, repast, aroma, eyes, lips, spices, passion, simmer, delight, plunge, sauce A Meal I feel my eyes simmering, As he approaches. I imagine many Spices, lingering On the surface of his skin. Toothsome Yes, that’s what he is.

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but it occurred to me while I was reading the Bible in Lego Brick (http://www.thereverend.com/brick_testament/the_gospels/index.html#the_last_supper) that if Jesus were to have the last supper now, with the Disciples, and talk about eating his body and drinking his blood, a doctor would have diagnosed him with a mental illness and given him medication very quickly. What does that say? That

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I am deliriouly happy the sun is shining again. Its still cold and icy and snowy but there is sunshine. Delectable, radiant sunshine. I wish I could throw the windows open and let in some fresh air. I feel like I've been livivng in a cave the past few months. I am so much more motivated when the sun is shining. When the sun doesn't come out its like I am in low key hibernation mode. I have been

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while sitting in my truck parked by the curb squeezing a quiet moment out of my daughter's car seat nap the mundane was split as I gazed noncommitally thru the windshield a shape approached overhead I assumed a gull something commonplace but instead like destiny aimed at my being a young red tailed hawk bulleted towards me nearly eye to eye and swooped slightly and over the roof of my truck

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after a long, long hiatus, we had a FAMILY evening last night. It was completely unplanned and very low key. BUT, we were all in the same room together, engaged in a goofy tv show. Eric wasn't being held there against his will, Carm wasn't badgering him, I wasn't nagging and Sophie was totally cheerful. It was completly and totally pleasant. I wish I knew how to recreate it but I won't try too

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This is the crappiest time of year for me. I suffer from the winter blues. Its totally because the days get short and I can't stand it. So this year I am trying to be logical about it and use the time I feel stuck inside to really get my home in order. My family and I are veteran pack rats. Slobs, although I have made some remarkable strides in modifying that behavior. I've managed to keep my

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Slowly, ever, so painfully slowly, I am getting a grip on the some of the feeling of chaos in my life. I feel like I get two steps forward and fall four steps back a lot, but it works out to incremental progress nevertheless. The thing I've learned about myself is that it can take me forever to select a goal. I've had a couple year stretch now of flopping around in a sort of goal less void. Of

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I feel like I am incapable of creating in a vacuum. Even though I KNOW I would get so much more accomplished if I could just sit at my notebook, I am so insecure I need some instant gratification of people reading my work. Maybe I'll start posting it here. I guess it could be argued thats the whole point of writing-for someone to read whatever it is. But shouldn't I have the patience to re-read

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Its been so wonderful to have an adult to talk to during the day. I love Sophie to pieces but complete sentences are fun too. I felt a little conflicted about the holidays this year. I was really happy that we weren't rushing madly through malls and other crazed shoppers but I also didn't feel like it was Christmas. I felt better once the tree and decorations were up, because well, I love

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My e-world is expanding. That is good news. It keeps the feeling of social isolation to a miniumum. I am making progress in the daily house maintenance department. I've think I've gotten filth under control. Clutter is another issue altogether. It will require some creative storage because I totally forget what I pack away. I'm visual. I like to see my stuff. and just in case you wondered,

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I'm this kind of kisser..... (if the paste works you'll read it) You have a surprise kiss! Your partner is alwayspleasantly pleased to have you jump outta nowhere to dote them with a fun peck on the cheekor more passionate embrace. super markets andwork places are your favorite places to attackyour loved one with all your love =p What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizilla I can't

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Well, most of a snowman. Its two tiered but no features yet. If it doesn't rain later in the day we'll go out and give him ayes and stuff. Some eyes too. It was Sophie's first snow storm. She wasn't quite sure what to do. Mom was a bit ga ga over FINALLY having good snow man snow. So its sitting on our back porch and I'm going to take a picture of him but I don't have a scanner or a digital

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I think I'm in the market for a good flogger. We need someone to come here and beat us senseless until we figure out how to clean up after ourselves. I mean its really out of control. 98% of the time, if someone "popped by" I would be mortified by the state of my house. Not just kid clutter, well, ok, there is kid clutter. Is there such a thing as kid filth? There's always a fine patina of

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you ever get the feeling that your kick-ass-ness has left the building? I do. Far, far too often. Thing is I don't have a clue where it went or how to get it back. I could delude myself into thinking its maturity but it feels like Alzheimers or something.. I just feel like a big fat sort of mildewy dish rag sometimes. I know mothering a toddler is demanding. I know mothering a teenager is

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