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Showing posts with label Wednesday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wednesday. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Wednesday
All of theses were taken by Stephanie at her dad's house in Florida. Look how big she has gotten since Memorial Day! And that personality! She looks so much like Megan did when she was little, except the eyes...Megan's are delft china blue and those big brown ones are harder to resist....
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Wednesday
Okay, so yesterday I was in a general funk. It is safe to say that I am on the road to recovery. Partly due to the wonderful woman that I share my life with. I'll explain.
I mentioned that I was in the Pimp My Queue Swap on Ravelry. After a self imposed time out from all that is the Internet, I sat down with my secret partner's information and the two patterns I have narrowed down from the top ten in her queue. I grabbed a cup of Spicy Chocolate Mint Tea from The Republic of Tea to look over both patterns and the yarn requirements. I thought that that the tea and the pursuit of swap goodness would help calm me down.
It did, but in an unusual way. It made me retrospective. I sat back with a second cup of tea and began to think about a simple statement that my counselor/therapist had put in front of me. She said that I needed to let go of my fears and trepidations from the last two failed relationships and trust myself. She said that when I was completely able to surrender myself to the person I loved I would no longer need to be in control of every minute detail of my life. I would be free to enjoy and become spontaneous. I cried. I began to realize that this was indeed what was happening to me.
I realized that the relationship that I have been building with SF is indeed one based on truth, honesty, respect and love. We both want the best for each other while preserving our unique individuality building a cohesive unit that is our relationship. I was keenly aware that for the first time in my life I was safe with another human being and could let my guard down. All the while knowing that she will never use any of my faults against me. She will never criticize me for what I know or don't know. She nurtures my talents and is amazed by my strength and beauty all at the same time. I have no reason to fear that she will leave me or neglect me for the newest friend or the shiniest object. We are both safe to grow and spread our wings knowing that the other will be waiting to hear all about the journey when we return.
It was hard to believe that without knowing it I had come to the next resting place in my life. Once I am more secure with this new realization, I can move forward and continue to grow and share. I will need to wrap my head around this for a while and get acquainted and comfortable with it but I think I can face it and grow into it gracefully. It is a concept that SF has been trying to help me see for a while but I resisted. I'm not sure why but I was certainly afraid. It was a fear that was a pit in my stomach. Much like the fear I had to face the first time she asked me to move in with her in November. And the same fear that I felt when she wanted to get commitment/promise rings in December to exchange on Valentines Day. I had to believe that I was not making the same mistake again for the third time and believe that I did deserve that someone that loves me unconditionally. We still haven't gotten past the promise ring to the actual commitment ring but I am getting more comfortable with the idea of wearing a ring on my ring finger once again.
After dinner, SF and I were sitting on the leather sofa. We were flipping between the WNBA game on ESPN2 and the College Baseball World Series. At one of the commercials, she placed the sound on mute and said, "What has been eating at you the last few days?" Transparent as charged. I tried to brush it off because the game had resumed but she was firm. I finally told her what had been bothering me. Not without tears of course. She pulled me into her arms and asked me why I still fought the fact that she loves my unconditionally and that I am safe. I tried to explain but she agreed that some scars do indeed take longer to heal and she would just continue to be patient and be the person I knew her to be.
Life is funny like that. I think I slept like a brick last night. It was one of the best night's rest I have had in a week. I still have to provide the dinner request tonight when she gets home but I am okay with the total surprise factor of the rest. She knows that I HATE public birthday scenes at restaurants so I have no fear of the staff singing to me or anything of the sort. I believe that I will have a very private celebration with her and then when the girls are both available we will have a second one. And that's okay with me too. Why wouldn't I want two celebrations.....
And, I finally settled on the pattern for the swap. I can't reveal the details yet but I will once the package has safely been received. After all it is a secret swap but the participants may be stalking the blog so I can't let the details slip just yet. I will be taking a trip to Katy to Yarntopia to see if they have the local yarn I am in search of. Wish me luck....
I mentioned that I was in the Pimp My Queue Swap on Ravelry. After a self imposed time out from all that is the Internet, I sat down with my secret partner's information and the two patterns I have narrowed down from the top ten in her queue. I grabbed a cup of Spicy Chocolate Mint Tea from The Republic of Tea to look over both patterns and the yarn requirements. I thought that that the tea and the pursuit of swap goodness would help calm me down.
It did, but in an unusual way. It made me retrospective. I sat back with a second cup of tea and began to think about a simple statement that my counselor/therapist had put in front of me. She said that I needed to let go of my fears and trepidations from the last two failed relationships and trust myself. She said that when I was completely able to surrender myself to the person I loved I would no longer need to be in control of every minute detail of my life. I would be free to enjoy and become spontaneous. I cried. I began to realize that this was indeed what was happening to me.
I realized that the relationship that I have been building with SF is indeed one based on truth, honesty, respect and love. We both want the best for each other while preserving our unique individuality building a cohesive unit that is our relationship. I was keenly aware that for the first time in my life I was safe with another human being and could let my guard down. All the while knowing that she will never use any of my faults against me. She will never criticize me for what I know or don't know. She nurtures my talents and is amazed by my strength and beauty all at the same time. I have no reason to fear that she will leave me or neglect me for the newest friend or the shiniest object. We are both safe to grow and spread our wings knowing that the other will be waiting to hear all about the journey when we return.
It was hard to believe that without knowing it I had come to the next resting place in my life. Once I am more secure with this new realization, I can move forward and continue to grow and share. I will need to wrap my head around this for a while and get acquainted and comfortable with it but I think I can face it and grow into it gracefully. It is a concept that SF has been trying to help me see for a while but I resisted. I'm not sure why but I was certainly afraid. It was a fear that was a pit in my stomach. Much like the fear I had to face the first time she asked me to move in with her in November. And the same fear that I felt when she wanted to get commitment/promise rings in December to exchange on Valentines Day. I had to believe that I was not making the same mistake again for the third time and believe that I did deserve that someone that loves me unconditionally. We still haven't gotten past the promise ring to the actual commitment ring but I am getting more comfortable with the idea of wearing a ring on my ring finger once again.
After dinner, SF and I were sitting on the leather sofa. We were flipping between the WNBA game on ESPN2 and the College Baseball World Series. At one of the commercials, she placed the sound on mute and said, "What has been eating at you the last few days?" Transparent as charged. I tried to brush it off because the game had resumed but she was firm. I finally told her what had been bothering me. Not without tears of course. She pulled me into her arms and asked me why I still fought the fact that she loves my unconditionally and that I am safe. I tried to explain but she agreed that some scars do indeed take longer to heal and she would just continue to be patient and be the person I knew her to be.
Life is funny like that. I think I slept like a brick last night. It was one of the best night's rest I have had in a week. I still have to provide the dinner request tonight when she gets home but I am okay with the total surprise factor of the rest. She knows that I HATE public birthday scenes at restaurants so I have no fear of the staff singing to me or anything of the sort. I believe that I will have a very private celebration with her and then when the girls are both available we will have a second one. And that's okay with me too. Why wouldn't I want two celebrations.....
And, I finally settled on the pattern for the swap. I can't reveal the details yet but I will once the package has safely been received. After all it is a secret swap but the participants may be stalking the blog so I can't let the details slip just yet. I will be taking a trip to Katy to Yarntopia to see if they have the local yarn I am in search of. Wish me luck....
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Wednesday
Well, I survived the Jury Summons. I can't go into many details about the case but let's just say that being the well rounded woman I am, it was evident from the very first question that I was going to be dismissed. Pray tell, what was this first question you ask. Simple, "How many of you ride a motorcycle and what kind?" I was panel member number five, so I was sitting on the first row.
My hand goes up as I was instructed and while holding my knitting I politely answer, "I ride a 2009 CVO Springer Softtail." "Is that a Harley?" "Yes." "Stock pipes?" "No sir, two into one pipes that have been tuned on the Dyna machine to boost performance." A voice in the back of the room, "Do you have the Screamin' Eagle package?" "Yes, with the 110 engine." A different voice from the back, "Do you have the black/green or the blue/gunmetal version?" "It is the Candy Cobalt Blue with the gunmetal and loaded with chrome." At which point the judge intervenes and we move on to the rest of the panel members for their respective answers.
Next question, "Have you every driven a vehicle and towed anything with it. If yes, what?" Again the hand goes up. I am the only person in the front row with my hand up so I go again. "A Ford Conversion Van towing a 17' Malibu Ski Boat." "Seriously, you drove a huge van towing a ski boat?" "Yes sir, we camped in it due to the fold down full size bed and went to Lake Somerville quite often." "Fine. At any point while driving and towing did you ever feel the need to come to a complete stop before you turned?" "Yes sir, there were many times that I felt it necessary to bring the can and the trailer to a complete stop before maneuvering a turn, especially to the left." Voice from the back, "It is illegal to come to a complete stop unless there is oncoming traffic." My retort, "I really don't give a flying flip what the law states. As a driver it is my responsibility to make certain that my actions do not cause any harmful consequences to myself, my passengers or to others. So, I'll stop when ever I feel it is necessary, let traffic go around and then make the turn when I'm good and ready." "Even if that means you could be issued a citation?" "Absolutely!" Everyone else answers with various trailers and boats.
We keep going and the final question is about sky diving. Once again the hand goes up. At which point both attorneys are dumb-founded. At which point I am asked, "Ms. Ping, looking at you sitting here knitting it is hard to believe that a woman of your age has done so many things in your life that contradict your outward appearance. Can you explain?"
My dander was up now...."If it pleases the court, may I remind you sir that as an attorney you of all people should know not to pull the gender card, the age card or personal appearance card. Yes, I knit. Big flippin' deal. I have been doing it for the better part of thirty years. It keeps me from wanting to smack insolent people. As for my age, other than the fact that you are privy to it due to the Summons Card, it is none of your business what I outwardly portray. As long as I am a law abiding citizen I can look however I so choose. I may have tattoos and piercings all over my body but you can't see them. Would that matter to the case? Not unless it is about piercing and tattoos. And as for what I chose to enjoy, that sir is certainly none of your business. If I want to bungee jump off the Fred Hartman Bridge and it is legal I just might. I might want to learn hot to drive a drag car. Point is, sir, you have no right to pass judgment on me or my appearance. The only facts that you can utilize are my answers that are pertinent to choosing a twelve-person panel for this civil case." Stopping to take a breath, "and I am sadden and dismayed that the judicial system would allow you to interrogate me this way."
The Judge intervenes again. He apologizes and reminds the counsel that they cannot question any one in this manner. A little too late. I am seething waiting for a break. Finally, we are given a twenty minute break. Most of the panel members steered clear of me to allow me to cool off. One did ask me if I needed any water or anything. I declined and just sat there doing my crossword puzzles in black ink. Which caused another panel member to remark that I was too smart for this case and should be disqualified. I asked why and he simply said that anyone who did crossword puzzles in ink was smarter than the average person and that was good for me but bad news for a jury.
That led me to think about that after we were finally dismissed, after the twelve special jurors had been chosen and sworn in. Am I really a challenge to court cases? Because I am so diversified in my likes and interests do I make it hard to be objective? I would hate to think that my county is so backwards that there will not be a panel that I could serve upon. I would like to think that these are the very qualities that make it able for me to be open-minded and objective. We shall see.
I will continue to do crossword puzzles in black ink. I will continue to read every book, magazine and manner of print that catches my eye. I will continue to search the Internet for information. I will continue to follow social media. In short I will continue to stretch my limits and grow for as long as I am physically able. Attorneys take heed....I am not a push over just because I knit....I can debate with the best of you...just sayin....
And, Congrats to the US Soccer team on their victory today!
My hand goes up as I was instructed and while holding my knitting I politely answer, "I ride a 2009 CVO Springer Softtail." "Is that a Harley?" "Yes." "Stock pipes?" "No sir, two into one pipes that have been tuned on the Dyna machine to boost performance." A voice in the back of the room, "Do you have the Screamin' Eagle package?" "Yes, with the 110 engine." A different voice from the back, "Do you have the black/green or the blue/gunmetal version?" "It is the Candy Cobalt Blue with the gunmetal and loaded with chrome." At which point the judge intervenes and we move on to the rest of the panel members for their respective answers.
Next question, "Have you every driven a vehicle and towed anything with it. If yes, what?" Again the hand goes up. I am the only person in the front row with my hand up so I go again. "A Ford Conversion Van towing a 17' Malibu Ski Boat." "Seriously, you drove a huge van towing a ski boat?" "Yes sir, we camped in it due to the fold down full size bed and went to Lake Somerville quite often." "Fine. At any point while driving and towing did you ever feel the need to come to a complete stop before you turned?" "Yes sir, there were many times that I felt it necessary to bring the can and the trailer to a complete stop before maneuvering a turn, especially to the left." Voice from the back, "It is illegal to come to a complete stop unless there is oncoming traffic." My retort, "I really don't give a flying flip what the law states. As a driver it is my responsibility to make certain that my actions do not cause any harmful consequences to myself, my passengers or to others. So, I'll stop when ever I feel it is necessary, let traffic go around and then make the turn when I'm good and ready." "Even if that means you could be issued a citation?" "Absolutely!" Everyone else answers with various trailers and boats.
We keep going and the final question is about sky diving. Once again the hand goes up. At which point both attorneys are dumb-founded. At which point I am asked, "Ms. Ping, looking at you sitting here knitting it is hard to believe that a woman of your age has done so many things in your life that contradict your outward appearance. Can you explain?"
My dander was up now...."If it pleases the court, may I remind you sir that as an attorney you of all people should know not to pull the gender card, the age card or personal appearance card. Yes, I knit. Big flippin' deal. I have been doing it for the better part of thirty years. It keeps me from wanting to smack insolent people. As for my age, other than the fact that you are privy to it due to the Summons Card, it is none of your business what I outwardly portray. As long as I am a law abiding citizen I can look however I so choose. I may have tattoos and piercings all over my body but you can't see them. Would that matter to the case? Not unless it is about piercing and tattoos. And as for what I chose to enjoy, that sir is certainly none of your business. If I want to bungee jump off the Fred Hartman Bridge and it is legal I just might. I might want to learn hot to drive a drag car. Point is, sir, you have no right to pass judgment on me or my appearance. The only facts that you can utilize are my answers that are pertinent to choosing a twelve-person panel for this civil case." Stopping to take a breath, "and I am sadden and dismayed that the judicial system would allow you to interrogate me this way."
The Judge intervenes again. He apologizes and reminds the counsel that they cannot question any one in this manner. A little too late. I am seething waiting for a break. Finally, we are given a twenty minute break. Most of the panel members steered clear of me to allow me to cool off. One did ask me if I needed any water or anything. I declined and just sat there doing my crossword puzzles in black ink. Which caused another panel member to remark that I was too smart for this case and should be disqualified. I asked why and he simply said that anyone who did crossword puzzles in ink was smarter than the average person and that was good for me but bad news for a jury.
That led me to think about that after we were finally dismissed, after the twelve special jurors had been chosen and sworn in. Am I really a challenge to court cases? Because I am so diversified in my likes and interests do I make it hard to be objective? I would hate to think that my county is so backwards that there will not be a panel that I could serve upon. I would like to think that these are the very qualities that make it able for me to be open-minded and objective. We shall see.
I will continue to do crossword puzzles in black ink. I will continue to read every book, magazine and manner of print that catches my eye. I will continue to search the Internet for information. I will continue to follow social media. In short I will continue to stretch my limits and grow for as long as I am physically able. Attorneys take heed....I am not a push over just because I knit....I can debate with the best of you...just sayin....
And, Congrats to the US Soccer team on their victory today!
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