One Thousand Days

Day 69 (Or: Some Advice)

2012-01-28T11:40:00.001-08:00

69 down, 931 to go.

Day 68 (Or: A Lost Art)

2012-01-26T07:00:00.000-08:00

HehehahhahahaaaaahahahahhHHHHHAAAAAAAAA! heeeHEEE! That, if you can't ascertain for yourself, is a maniacal laugh, uttered while ringing my hands with joy, head thrown back and grinning like a mad woman. I've got a bit of an obsession. Okay, maybe I have several of them. Maybe. More than several. But I digress (possibly because I'm obsessed with my obsessions)! And I need to explain this

Day 67 (Or: The Windblown Look)

2012-01-25T08:42:00.000-08:00

A couple of thoughts. One: Aviator helmet. With goggles. And possibly a jaunty scarf. This is how one should address wind gusts of 40-50 miles per hour as one is doing Day 66 Things (walking to work). Two: Shoes are important. Especially shoes that don't slip around while you're walking doing Day 66 Things. Three: Friends who live halfway between home and productivity place (work), are

Day 66 (or: Walk and Live)

2012-01-24T06:50:00.000-08:00

Ha HA! Today's Thing is huge. Really huge. I began a new job. A job that's promising to be incredible in a million big and small ways, but ONE of those millions of ways is the opportunity to live what I do. When you live what you do, or do what you live, in effect, you're blurring the lines between the drudgery of work and the joy of life. In reality, we should all be so in love with our "

Day 65 (Or: Revolution!)

2012-01-23T07:00:00.000-08:00

Stumbled across this today: Not in the StumbleUpon sort of way, in the it appeared in my Facebook "news" in several different forms: Similarly, I stumbled across this (again, in the accidental visitation, sort of a way, not in the SU sort of a way): I'm inspired. Have been for a while. I want chickens and bees and a garden full of food - fruits, vegetables and herbs. This is

Day 64: (Or: See What You Want To See)

2012-01-22T07:00:00.000-08:00

Two neat things: Thing one: iGoogle. Seriously. Insert your feeds, your favorite sites, cool gadgets for getting things done, inspiration, calendars, email links (if you can't find or make a gadget HERE, chances are, someone's made one and put it on the interwebs, just Google "my-favorite-thing iGoogle Gadget"), and NEVER AGAIN suffer the indignity of stupid news. Or, at least minimize the

Day 63 (Or: On Snow and Love)

2012-01-21T07:00:00.000-08:00

The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love. Margaret AtwoodDay 63 of One Thousand Days I continue to ruminate on Love. And I'm still a bit cold. If you hadn't heard, we were visited by Snowmageddon over here in the Pacific Northwest. 63 down, 937 to go.

Day 62 (Or: Standing On The Side Of Love)

2012-01-20T07:00:00.000-08:00

Martin Luther King, Jr., Day began 30 days of the National Standing on the Side Of Love month. Take a moment, visit Standing On The Side Of Love, and join in. Click on over and join the movement. I did. And do. 62 down, 938 to go.

Day 61 (or: Faith, Hope and Love)

2012-01-19T10:47:00.000-08:00

...And the greatest of these, is LOVE. Or charity, depending on your version of the Bible (let me be clear, here. I am NOT a bible thumper, nor will I ever be one, but knowing what the great books have to say about the world we live in is, in my humble opinion, important). Love. Charity. Same, same. Or...is it? Definition matters, I suppose, so what of this charity thing - which

Day 60 (or: The Sunday Hiker: Welcome Guest Blogger Cara Leckenby) of One Thousand Days

2012-01-17T17:56:00.000-08:00

The Sunday Hiker: Welcome Guest Blogger Cara Leckenby of One Thousand DaysClever. Remember this? It was clever, clever, clever. And I thought I'd re-post it as a tribute to...um...myself. I can do that, right?60 down (I know, this one's questionable, but I'm counting it anyway!), 940 to go.

Day 56 (Or: Oops, I skipped a day!)

2011-11-29T12:30:00.000-08:00

One of the stalwart One Thousand Days readers (one of the 27), when I pointed out that I'd skipped day 56, said that she considered it her good deed NOT to tell me that I'd made a mistake. HA! I love it. But we can't just leave that hole there, can we? No. So here we go. Last night, or early this morning, in the last throws of the dream-state, when all of the wonderful and meaningful

Day 59 (Or: The Great Monkey Maneuver)

2011-11-26T10:55:00.000-08:00

You've been hearing about it, and now it's happened! No, I didn't lose my mind. And no, I haven't started a speed dating group...and no, I most certainly haven't finished my novel. Geesh. There's a whole lot that I haven't done. But what I HAVE done, this morning, Small Business Saturday, is launch The Great Monkey Maneuver! What's this, you wonder? "Frankly, I think you HAVE lost your

Not a day (Or: Just a Moment for a Monkey)

2011-11-25T21:32:00.000-08:00

Well would you look at that... new Etsy.Mini(6602020,'gallery',4,3,1,'http://www.etsy.com'); I'll be darned.

Day 58 (Or: Management Says So)

2011-11-17T10:27:00.000-08:00

If you've been paying attention, you'll know that things have died in my yard, and The Management told me to get on it. Management, in its infinite wisdom, also let me know in no uncertain terms that the trailer, which is only halfway Fluffed, needs to be fully Fluffed by the end of the week. The Management thinks that the Fluffing of the trailer will help with space issues, and that

Day 57 (or: The Janitor Was Fired Long Ago)

2011-11-16T08:32:00.000-08:00

If you hadn't noticed, we're quickly approaching the most stressful time of the year. Councilors and therapists and pastors and Besties the world over are girding their loins for the onslaught of serious depression and blues and near-suicidal anxiety. And I'm not talking about the holidays. Or S.A.D. I'm talking about Parent/Teacher Conferences. Darling boy child prepped me last night for

Day 55: (or: Why's everything dead?)

2011-11-15T11:50:00.000-08:00

This is dead: So is this: And these: And this: And this happened: So I figure it's about time to put the garden to "bed". And if I don't do it (grumble), nobody else will. Because Prince Charming doesn't exist, and neither do little charming helper animals (my animals just leave poop for me to "stumble" across while weeding), and neither do fairy god-mothers. Although the Soup Fairy

Day 54 (Or: Nicest - er...Funniest? - Rejection EVER!)

2011-11-08T09:35:00.000-08:00

Determined to expand my reach, I've been "networking" lately, and this email response from Noa Gavin over there at OhNoa.com, made my day! WARNING! F-bombs in attendance. On Fri, Oct 28, 2011 at 11:43 AM, C. E. Leckenby wrote: To Whom it May Concern: I'm most interested in joining The League of Funny Bitches. Please forward application materials to www.oneofonethousanddays.blogspot.com

Day 53 (or: Now THIS is a Contest for Me!)

2011-10-15T08:37:00.000-07:00

Literati!! 50 ways and 100 words to leave your lover! Our new contest “SIMON SAYS”Hehe. I've got about One Thousand Days worth of ways to leave my lover. Day 53 of One Thousand Days, I fancy myself a writer. I curbed my tongue (er...fingers) and wrote only 100 words about the Leaving of the The Bad Relationship, and I'm going to submit it to actual authors for their...er...approval? No.

Day 52 (or: I've been Called)

2011-10-13T10:04:00.000-07:00

Alright. Hold onto your hats, because it's about to get a little weird up here in the blog. Woo-woo weird. But life's like this sometimes, and one of the things that I've realized, slowly, since letting go of The Bad Relationship, and Corporate Life (alright - both of those things let go of me, but who's counting?), is that there's a message in the silence, in the moments in between. We can

Day 51 (or: Chase the blues away)

2011-10-12T16:20:00.000-07:00

Today, oh glorious Day of Days, I woke up to find that those little ads over there to the right had earned me my first $.01! I'm a bona-fide, actual-like, professional blogger! Well, now that I'm all legitimate, I have to think carefully about how I invest all $.01. And to my mind, I should NOT invest in corporations which are counter to my ideals. If a company puts single mothers on the

Day 50 (Or: It only took 1,648 days...)

2011-10-11T08:46:00.000-07:00

Wondering what happened to Mr. Wrong? As my morning begins to unfold, and the call of the siren Internet pulls me and my ever constant mug-o-coffee to the keyboard, I know I am. Wondering, that is. And you know what? I think, after 1,648 grueling days, I've fiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnaaaaaaalllly managed to wipe the Bad Relationship from my life. "Now what", you ask? Thinking that there won't be

Day 49 (Or: I Look Up)

2011-10-09T11:30:00.000-07:00

And in a moment of silence, rather than pointing my nose at the ground, rather than hanging my head in shame or reverence, I look up. Not because there's something up there, or because I'm waiting to be shone on or to receive divine intervention and guidance, but because it's beautiful up there. Really. Even though the window is North facing, and doesn't capture the Westward traveling sun,

Day 48 (or: I Blame Harry Potter)

2011-03-11T14:44:00.000-08:00

Catchy title, no? But don’t get me wrong, I’m not just trying to lure you in with the Harry Potter label(although, I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Harry Potter’s pretty huge right now, and I wouldn’t mind a piece of that), I actually mean it. It’s all Harry’s fault. Harry and ultra-neatness. Yes. I visited The Spotless Bathroom again today, and I realized something. Somebody probably cleans

Day 47 (or: The Bathroom's Come Down With Refrigerator Disease)

2011-03-10T15:01:00.000-08:00

Hello, beautiful day! Beautiful, gray day! Beautiful, wet, muddy, gray day! Oh, okay, there’s nothing beautiful about today, which is just downright soggy. Nothing, that is, other than the bathroom. Day 47 of One Thousand Days, I drove my mother to what is the end of 2 weeks of a total of six weeks of daily radiation. And was inspired. Not by the drive that is by now rote (I swear, the car

Day 46 (or: What To Do With The Next 954 Days)

2011-03-09T10:49:00.000-08:00

Have you ever felt stuck? Like you’re in a situation, a scenario, a scheme that dictates your movement in ways which annoy you at your core? I’m there right now. Stuck. And as a result, I’m about to force myself to embark on a journey. Another one. Spoiler alert! This journey, while it’s definitely One Thousand Days worthy, focuses pretty heavily on me. The truth and reality of living in this