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July 23, 2007 by dharmagrl
One: I wish that I had never done what I just did.  I hadn't seen Larry King's interview with Tammy Faye Mesner, so I (via the wonder that is the internet) just watched it. I wish that I had never done it.  I'd have preferred to remember her as she was.  I don't think I need to say any more; those of you who saw the interview will know exactly what I mean. I think that one of the best things that woman ever did was to go on VH1's 'The Surreal Life'.  It gave us a chance...
July 3, 2007 by dharmagrl
When I was a little girl living in rural England, I got my fourtune told by a Romanian gypsy woman who came door to door selling 'lucky' heather. Mum and dad weren't home at the time (I was 11 and babysitting my little brother. It was safe(r) to do that back then - almost 30 years ago. Nowadays - not so much) and I didn't want to cause any bad luck for myself or my family, so I spent what I had left of my allowance and she told me my fortune. It was full of the usual bullshit that so-called psyc...
June 22, 2007 by dharmagrl
Dave finally gets to have his ACL reconstruction surgery today. The past few days have been nightmare-ish; he's been calling all over the county and city, trying to make sure that Tricare will cover everything.  They haven't, btw. They haven't covered everything - but we'll make do without the equipment they wouldn't cover.  It pisses me off, and D's going to write his elected official(s) when he's recovered, but right now it's time to concentrate getting him through the op and on t...
June 18, 2007 by dharmagrl
I've been licking my wounds all weekend, mourning anew my father's passing.  Today was not a good pain day for me, either physically or emotionally.  The Mrs was more herself today than I've seen her in a long time, but even the joy that came from witnessing that didn't last very long.  Before long, the clouds rolled in and the day was grey again. I came home from work and sequestered myself on the couch, not wanting to talk to or see anyone.  When the phone rang, I handed...
August 11, 2005 by dharmagrl
My husband went back to wrok on Monday.  He'd been on leave prior to that, looking after me whilst I recuperated.  I wasn't sure about him going back to work because I didn't think i was ready to look after the kids AND the house AND myself all day.  He and his supervisor reassured me that they would be flexible about things, that he'd be coming home for lunch and would be home around 5-ish in the evenings so I wouldn't be stranded all alone all day. Yeah, right.  Monday h...
August 9, 2005 by dharmagrl
The asshole child molestor I wrote about a few months ago had his Court Martial today. I had wanted to attend, but my recovery precluded my being there.  D went, though.  He had to, this dude's his prisoner. He (the child molestor) entered a plea agreement, so there was no trial.  He got 9 years confinement and a bad conduct discharge.  Our daughter said that didn't seem like a lot - so her dad and I asked her if she could remember being 4, because that was 9 years ago.&nb...
March 3, 2005 by dharmagrl
On the advice of counsel, I called the PD this morning and filed a complaint about the crap that's been happening. An officer will be at my house later this afternoon, and will be making copies of all the emails I've recieved and all the correspondence accompanying those emails, and I will make a statement regarding the events of the past week.  The police have much more sophisticated investigative tools than I, their 'reach' is a lot longer than mine. According to my attorney, if th...
March 2, 2005 by dharmagrl
I got a lot of spam in my lunchtime emails today. Someone has decided to be pathetically childish and sign me up for a bunch of newletters and free trials of this that and the other. It was kind of silly for them to do that, especially from my home email address....because there are only a handful of people who have it.  Most people have my gmail or our family yahoo adresses. They also made a mistake when they signed me up for a free trial version of something - because when I went...