tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176463732026-01-12T01:31:12.939-07:00A diary of my life and a place to show some of my art and photos. No - I don't really expect the universe to give me advice like dear abby or dear prudence. That would really freak me out. I just want a place to keep track. The brain just isn't a very good place to do that.Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04096208314029157642noreply@blogger.comBlogger360125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17646373.post-50715343418764037912025-04-23T10:18:00.002-06:002025-04-23T10:18:49.866-06:00

It’s time to dust off the fingertips and learn once more how to write. There have been so many things happening that I can’t really wrap my mind around, and I have a memory of being able to make some sense of senselessness through writing. I’m not sure where this little journey will take me, but here goes. I find myself stuck in a job that I have no hope will survive past next summer. Civil

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Cognitive Behavior Therapy My first experience with Cognitive Behavior Therapy (CBT) happened in my cognitive processes class. I remember when I took the personalities class that I was upset when one of the theorists said that happy people are people who remember their childhood as happy. I was mad because my childhood was my childhood. I couldn't change that. So, when I finally got

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I remember how things were at the end of the Reagan era. I remember the working class had nothing. I remember that if Reaganomics continued unchecked it would lead to a working class revolution. I remember that I voted to re-elect bush sr. just to help make sure that happened. The Clinlton presidency put enough salve on the wound to post-pone this working class revolution for a decade or so. ...

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As I left my last client of my last day as a Preferred employee, I was treated to the most perfect and beautiful rainbow. I hope this isn't a promise not to flood my life with people who love what I do and think I'm awsome ever again! :) Once I get my billings and notes finished I will officially be unemployed - for 3 whole days! Should I apply for unemployment benefits? :)

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An article about how conservatives show signs of sociopathy. I liked it, so I'm sharing it. "These people are sociopaths, pure and simple. As long as they get what they “deserve”, it doesn’t matter what happens to anyone else. Homeless families are not their problem. Malnourished children are not their problem. Uninsured sick people are not their problem. The elderly reduced to abject

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This article is quite late, but the message needs to be repeated as often as necessary to undo the stigma of mental illness in the public consciousness.'Mental illness' not an explanation for violence

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November is thanks-giving month -- post one thing every day until Thanksgiving. November 4: I started on this day because I didn't know about it until then. Otherwise I would have posted starting November 1 - Duh! :) I am grateful to have an awesome family and beautiful children! November 5: I had a new client who told me I was irritating and annoying. Other clients have told me this, and I

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I'm just sitting in a little coffee shop - just ate some lunch and have a post started that will sum up November for me. The wind is blowing so hard today. The car shakes with each big gust. The trees bounce and sway. The clouds stream past in a long succesion of animals and cartoon characters. They're in a hurry to get somewhere, but theydon't know where. Like me. Most of the leaves have

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Tonight I was watching desperate housewives.  I had finished dinner, and was almost done with my progress notes.  I got up to get some apple crisp for desert and an unpleasant feeling washed over me.  Last year at this time I would have been getting ready to go back to Pocatello for the week.  I can't even begin to tell you how much I hated living in that apartment.  I

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Last weekend I went to Meridian to see Megan and Ellie.  I also took Zach because he was participating in the City of Trees Marathon this year - the half marathon.  He did pretty well, especially considering he was suffering from bronchitus!  And since a picture is worth a thousand words, I feel no need to write further! ;)

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Wow!  Five years I have been charting me in this blog.  I don't have any other diaries that are as well kept as this blog.  Sad, because of late I have not been keeping up with this blog.  It has been two months since I last posted. The grad school thing didn't work out.  I managed to flunk a statistics class - I still don't know how, it was strange - and that meant

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You'll have to picture this yourself this week, because I have not included any pictures for this post. It looks rather boring, but the content is...well...lively. I've decided that between Facebook and mymsn page, this is going pretty well so far. Let me say that I don't include EVERYTHING I find interesting. I am showing some restraint - believe it or not. So, here is this weeks picture less

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October of 2008 was the last time I put together a scruator post. My life got really busy and I just didn't have time to keep it up. Today, I pull out the old Scrutator publisher and breath a little life back into something I once had a lot of fun with and was kind of proud of.  For those of you who don't know what this is, it is a compilation of news articles that I have read during the

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My brother gave me something to hang on my wall.  I think it is absolutely beautiful!  It changes all day long - depending on how the light hits it.  He says he sells them for about $20.  They are definitely worth it! Auger Falls burned this week. I almost missed it completely.  I was watching tv, and it was not interesting enough to keep me awake. 

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The youtube videos below are the sonatina I learned to play by the end of the summer last year. Sadly, I was forced by circumstance to leave the piano at my old house during the winter, with no heat. When it got cold, the keys stopped working and I was no longer able to practice my newly learned skill. I was terrified that the piano was forever ruined, but when the weather got nice, the piano

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20  21  23  38  42       6 30  49  51  54  58      33 As  you can see, none of these numbers match.  What I am taking from this experience is that I am good at bbquing chicken, but not so good at buying lottery tickets, and that the universe probably doesn't care whether my chicken is

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the coals are dying and I don't want to start anymore Guess who came to stay with me over the 4th?  Only the cutest mom in the whole world and her precious little baby!  I tried to have a really big "come see the baby" party, and I did get some people to stop by.  My brother Jay and our dad Lyle came.  My sister didn't come.  She said she was coming and then at the very

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I got to spend the better part of a week getting to know my granddaughter last week - and, as I'm sure you can imagine, I had a blast.  When she was first born I stayed a few days, but since Megan and Steven were trying to get to know her to, it seemed a little awkward.  I felt more like I was in the way then, but this time I felt needed.  I got to babysit on Friday night while mom

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The Cummins family reunion took place this past weekend.  I drove up with my sister Kim and her daughter Kylie on Saturday.  This was the part of my past that was coming to visit me that I was so afraid of.  The whole way up I was afraid that no one would remember me, or worse, yet more likely, I would not remember any of them.  Neither happened. When I arrived I was

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Here are some of those pictures I promised. She is such a beautiful baby! I love how she squeaks when she is letting us know she isn't happy. She cries a little, but not a lot. She is already curious about everything and spends a significant amount of time looking around and staring at her mom and dad.

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Ellie was born on 5-12-10 at 8:11pm, 7lbs 4oz, 19 1/2" long. She is as beautiful as she is loved. Mom and baby are doing well. Ellie has a great dad, and Megan a great husband in Steven. She was born awake and alert, just like her mommy was. Lots of dark curly hair and happy to know she can still suck on her fingers and touch her face, which seem to be the only things that remind her of her life

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Wait a minute - it stopped snowing! Flowers blooming, grasses growing, Birds are chirping - Gee that's better. Looks like someone read my last post letter! Ok - Where did my muse go?

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I looked out my window and what did I see? Not popcorn popping on the apricot tree! No really, folks - it's MAY for crying out loud.  This climate change is starting to really bum me out!  Look, I'm 46 now, and I'm used to having nice weather in May.  That's how it's been for most of my life and I don't like this change.  We should be having thunder storms, or sunshine. 

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I am almost at the halfway point in grad school, and  I might actually make it!  Megan is nearly ready to have a baby, and what a lucky baby she is.  My past is knocking at the door, and I will be letting it in.  There is something off in the distance - is that the horizon I see? I went to see Megan last weekend.  It's almost time for Ellie to be born.  I wish

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