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My worst quality is thinking I should fix people who haven’t asked for repair.

When my children were children, my fixing fixation was in full gear. They had issues, to be sure, but fewer than I detected.

The trap of making one’s children into symptoms in search of a disease is a tricky one. On the one hand, a good mother doesn’t want to miss anything that needs tending to. On the other, being on the receiving end of someone’s fixing, no matter how well-intentioned, can be crippling. It takes only minutes to turn the fixing inside out: I need fixing, therefore, I am a mess.

I’ve tried fixing a few friends. So often solutions to a friend’s problems seem so obvious and available like beautiful plump cherries landing on the table, their green leaves still attached. Here, I’d say, just take this wonderful cherry. It’s just laying here for…

Dear Mark and Priscilla!

Many happy wishes and congratulations on the birth of your little daughter Max! There is nothing like the birth of a new child to restore hope to the world.

I have read about your pledge. I sincerely hope that this money will make a difference, not just change hands. There are many good causes where your money can do miracles, and if you profit from your good deeds, it is absolutely fine with me. Whatever the critics say.

I understand that this is a done deal, and you have planned everything for the rest of your lifetime, but in case you change your mind, or in case some of your wealthy friends are looking for a good cause, there is one.

The Internet is a blessing. Uses of the Internet  are unlimited. Many people make a living off the internet and get wealthy, like you did.

Time to admit a guilty little secret, I love the movie Mean Girls, It is silly and stupid and over the top, but there is something that speak to my inner teen………….so without further ado: Jingle Bell Rock from Mean Girls

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Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in jingle bell square
In the frosty air.

What a bright time, it’s the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That’s the jingle bell rock.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell…

Odi et amo (zero)

How I fear what you contain.
Reaching through,

I find only more you,
but when I multiply your being,

the result limits me.
I add myself to your body and obtain

only myself. If nothing is something,
how, what, may I claim?

Your beginning and end, a line
become circle, become identity.

I enter, and entering, depart.

Fading in and out, I wait for the bird of sleep to come and take me away with it.  I twist my head on the pillow and turn the radio up slightly, a murmur in the dark.

Finally, the bird swoops in and I glide away on its back.  Into the fog at first, then we circle over a lush green valley.  It’s beautiful.  In this valley, the woman found her husband and baby, their bellies carved open.  I look around, is that why this place is so empty?  Yes, the kidnapped girls were never found…there’s not a trace of them….

Oh, no!  I say.  What can we do about this?  The bird’s eyes are big and sad.  We have to understand, it says, that we cannot bomb our way out of this situation.  So in that case…?  The bird bows its head and weeps as it says, perhaps, economic…

Some statistics provided by the They Deserve A Stamp Organization:

• 33,000 Japanese Americans Served During WWII
• 18,000+ Total Military Awards
• 9,486 Purple Hearts
• 30 Distinguished Service Crosses
• 21 Medals of Honor

Help them get their own USPS postage stamp.

Please share with your friends to help get this deserving group of extraordinary men the recognition they deserve.

More information and facts at:

http://theydeserveastamp.org/#intro

Please fill out the form at the bottom of the page to show your support.

(My Dad was a member of United States Military Intelligence Group, your help is appreciated!)

It’s that time of year again when we are collecting up things to give to people who are homeless. Gloves, mittens, hats, scarves, sleeping bags.

Here. Doing a little urban camping right now? Here’s a nice blanket. I sound cynical. I’m not really, I’m just questioning this approach.

The other day, someone tied new scarves around lamp posts in a downtown park with a card inviting people who needed a scarf to take one. I love that. I love all charity. I love giving things to people who need them, no questions asked. I do two donation drives myself. One is called Time of the Month Club. Conducted in the fall, I, along with a network of other women, collect a ton of feminine hygiene products for distribution to women in shelters. Sox Rox is what it sounds like, a sock drive for men, women and children who are homeless…