The temple I built

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Recovery

I was well into my forties before a casual friend convinced me of the possibility of a woman setting goals. My life has been meeting challenges which I view as meeting requirements. And these happy days of old age have let me recover from my life.

Building the temple

It is coming right along. I did slather glue on it. Maybe too liberally.

Picasa will send Dan here!

after all the efforts to send a picture of Dan to Facebook, I find
that I can send this picture to Blogger just fine.

Anne, maybe Facebook just prefers pictures of blondes making
waggly faces? maybe it's not Picasa at all.

The next Facebook looks pretty much like a copy of
Twitter, anyhow. Not so interesting. And with dial-up,
I won't see it very often on a desktop anyhow. On
the little Superberry, twitter is probably more interesting;
but it doesn't offer such easy access to wall-to-wall or
message.

Perhaps I'm better off coming back to Blogpost!

What a Great St. Patrick's Day!

Sure, I remember in the 70s when paddy wagons lined all the streets leading off of State Street, and we came down from the tall office buildings to jam the sidewalks while the parade went by, on St. Patrick's day. No, not on a weekend around March 17th, but only on the day itself. And the noise of the crowd rises around me now -- and the smell! (lots of liquor).

Well, it's a long time ago. Today was a pleasant and mild success. There are frail little crocuses suddenly, all over the garden beds in front, where the sun hit them early in the morning. They're called Blue Pearl, I think; they might not technically be crocus, but something specialized? Big yellow centers, is that saffron?

There's a specialty shop in Pike Place market that sells remarkable things a person can build from precut balsa wood, teeny pieces and a picture for the pattern. And today after much studying and mulling, I did sit down and build the whole bottom section of a Chinese temple. Sides and top to follow, I hope. It's hard to jam the teeny little pieces in tightly enough, and I'm not sure I'm succeeding. Perhaps a lot of glue to help pretend they're tight?

If I had all the dope, my tax would be finished. I have to wait; but I don't expect any confusing details in the end. Next year is gonna be different, unfortunately. Confusing detail is piling up.

Didn't do housecleaning but on the whole, a very successful and pleasant St. Patrick's Day.

Decided preference

And hey here anna is again. Eyes giddily crossed and tongue waving. Maybe the software will win!

Picasa has preferences

Repeatedly I have tried to send dan's picture. And what appears is a delightful goofy shot of Anna face-waggling that they took in london but I would never post.
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New political dash

You think Alex is grooming Joe for Governor?
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brave new daze

Blackberry harvest

New tools shape a new product.

Well, here it is, 2009, and I'm back. Still in rude good health, and finding the blogspot welcoming. I can use the phone Jude gave me, rather than this usually slow dial up connection. I know, it wasn't so awfully slow years ago, but do you suppose it's more crowded now? or AT&T just doesn't keep the landlines in such sharp shape?

So if I put notes here, guys, it'll be from the teensy tiny keyboard that I can hardly handle. I can text my blog! Thanks, anyhow, for dropping in. Perhaps I'll send you pictures!