Random Miscellaneous Thoughts

You haven't properly started your day until you have been looked upon disdainfully by a cat!*

*bored, disdainful look provided courtesy of Marcie

Have you ever thought that your pants were on fire and you turned out to be correct?

Haiku Madness

I am by myself

There is no one close to me

I like it that way

My fences are tall

They are there to keep you out

Please do not intrude

As I fix the phone

My friends eat the cookie dough

We will watch TV

Creamed corn is really great

The flower roars like milk toast

Violent are the cats

I do not trust you

You have ravaged my soul

Birds will eat your flesh

Grey water is cold

Mountain ranges rise above

No people to see

Lines and arrows point

Blueprint says how to weld it

Will I ever learn

Fatigue haunting me

My eyelids want to fall down

Not awake right now

And now for something completely different:

As I pass you on the street

Do you remember me

Is my face reminiscent of another life

Do you spend your nights dreaming

Of the love we had

I loved you so

The touch of your hand

It lingers on my cheek

The moisture of your kiss

Hasn't left my lips

I wish I could turn back time

Undo all the wrongs

There has to be a reason

For the void in my soul

If I would have known

It would hurt this much

Maybe I wouldn't have let you in

I don't know

I have so much to say

But you don't even look up

Carpe Diem

I had a vacation day today, and after the terrible week that I had, they couldn't have convinced me to come in for any reason. I decided to "Carpe Diem". I could literally feel the potential that the day had to offer and I wanted to take full advantage.

I got up at 6:45 and couldn't make the bed due to a nesting cat

She stayed there almost all day.

So I ate some yogurt and then left the house.

I filled the Subaruski with fuel - $41 - ouch! and started my adventure.

My first stop was the Bureau of Motor Vehicles testing center. I took my written test for my Motorcycle learner's permit and got 100% - woohoo!!!

After I wrapped that up, I got a couple of mochas and took one to hubby who was at work.

Then came grocery shopping.

I came home and put the groceries away then changed clothes and got to work. I sanitized both the cat boxes - they needed it. Then I got my chainsaw out and got down to business with a dead willow and a bunch of downed limbs from an ice storm. I totally love my little chainsaw!

I spent a couple of hours cutting everything up and I decided to burn some of the smaller stuff while I ate lunch. Fire makes the awesome day so much more awesome!!!!

In the center of the pic, at the corner of the fence, is the nice little woodpile that I made.

After I was done with that, I went inside and cleaned up. Then I scrubbed down the bathroom and waxed the shower and bathroom counter.

It was about 3pm by this time, so I decided that homemade calzones were the order for the day. They contained chicken italian sausage (healthier than pork), green onion, red bell pepper, carrots, kalamata olives, feta cheese, tomato paste, fat free mozzarella, fresh basil, and garlic. I also made the crust from scratch.

The dinner was really tasty, and after we were finished, I convinced the hubby to take me bowling. We bowled, played pool, and played video games. Then we finished the evening off by going to Dairy Queen and getting a blizzard.

So that is how my awesome day off went!!!! I wish they were all that good!

A Poem and an Introduction

I thought that it would be fitting to share one of my favorite poems in my first blog entry. This particular poem has always hit rather close to home.

The Men That Don’t Fit In

by Robert Service

There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t stay still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest;
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.

If they just went straight they might go far;
They are strong and brave and true;
But they’re always tired of the things that are,
And they want the strange and new.
They say: “Could I find my proper groove,
What a deep mark I would make!”
So they chop and change, and each fresh move
Is only a fresh mistake.

And each forgets, as he strips and runs
With a brilliant, fitful pace,
It’s the steady, quiet, plodding ones
Who win in the lifelong race.
And each forgets that his youth has fled,
Forgets that his prime is past,
Till he stands one day, with a hope that’s dead,
In the glare of the truth at last.

He has failed, he has failed; he has missed his chance;
He has just done things by half.
Life’s been a jolly good joke on him,
And now is the time to laugh.
Ha, ha! He is one of the Legion Lost;
He was never meant to win;
He’s a rolling stone, and it’s bred in the bone;
He’s a man who won’t fit in.

Anywho, my name is Weldrwomn. I am am welder by trade and I also weld as a hobby. I enjoy creating things and am most often inspired by nature. I have some of the things that I create on my etsy site here: http://www.etsy.com/shop/weldrwomn. I also enjoy bellydancing and social ballroom dancing as pastimes, but am really not terribly graceful.