Since UD and I have been living in semi-isolation for close to four months now and all of my RL friends are MIA except for a few scattered phone calls my life has revolved around perils of a new computer system and getting my income taxes done. Both have performed OK today, so I came here.
I have been watching a lot of television. My tastes now run to what I call Murder Shows, History shows and Horse Racing. One of my current favorites is MYSTIC BRITTAN which makes me think of MaryAvatar, I keep waiting to see here explaining things to Clyde and Mary Anne.
No writing - came up with an opering line for something . . . . I live by the woods, but I do not live in the woods. ..... I really do. I have watched the nuances of woods change this year from bare trees to blossoms on two ornamental fruit treas, to red leaves accenting the green (purple plum?) Those nice trees are on neighbor's land, mind is primarily weed trees. Argue that these do not belong to us, but we are charged when something dies or needs to be pruned. One year we paid some tree cutters $20 to pull down a dead tree that their company would have charged $1000 to remove.
Trying to keep those viruses away. I only go out for Physical Therapy. Kim goes out more. We eat takeout once in a while. We need to pick up mail and buy groceries. Life is sad and lonely.
Been away -- and got called back because a friends who hadn't posted in months had posted about her birthday. In the last month we have had four friends who didn't make the next scheduled birthday - know you are getting old when you buy Symathy cards by the box.
A major part of the "away" is going to doctors for my detrepid body. I got to physical therapy (almost ready to time out), acupuncture, and a manipulating musclular skeletal doctor (had that today). Wish i could say that helps a lot, but then neither does CBD oil.
Watch a lot of TV. Xena is on two episodes a day (third time through the series) and yesterday I watched a Hercules movie with The Rock. I had thought of going to see it at the theatre, but think I enjoyed it more at home.
Michigan State is having a decent year in basketball and hope to watch more the next few weeks.
I was at a meeting earlier in the week where the group was asked questions about social media. How many were on Facebook? (about half -- these were 50+ year old women). Twitter (a couple?) Snapchat? Instagram? A lot more which I didn't recognize or remember. How many have a blog? I raised my hand and said "I used to." For some reason I stopped writing and write mostly on Facebook. BTW, she didn't ask who had a webpage which went out of business and was usurped by ads for porno sights. Not sure I would have raised my hand on that.
Most of my friends here came because of my writing and not my life. My writing was definitely more interesting.
Recently I have written two cookbooks (first one was semi-incorporated in the second.) Second was for family members who were getting married (or as it turned out had been married for 50 years.) and contained lots of family history and pictures. Fun to do and sort of has spurred me to get writing. I am hoping to do another cookbook over the summer that I will print and use for Christmas gifts. I've been saying that for five or so years, so . . . .
A few people have told me they've seen my Blog -- primarily because of one post which was a memorial to a woman who deserved a great deal of memorilization and got very little.
If you are interested in learning about my life, meet me on Facebook where I am Judith Swanson.
Yesterday in the NEW YORKER I read that there is a play off-off-off Broadway called THREE CHRISTS. The article indicates that it is based on a true story which happens to be chronicaled in a book called THE THREE CHRISTS OF YPSILANTI written by a college professor of mine back in the 1960's. What is important enough to come onto this account after almost a year is that this is the story on which I based the story HERCULES IN ATHENS back in the early 2000's. Should have stuck with it.
I can't believe my last post was in June. What have I done with my life? I believe I am alive. Well is another question. UD has a nasty cough. I think I am getting one, too. One of my friends has had whooping cough, but swears she is not contagious or was not when we were with her. Damn.
Doing the usual Christmas stuff and trying, trying, trying not to get sick, because so much to do.
I am finally adding my ANDROMEDA material to WWOMB. Didn't think there would be much interest but I am getting a lot of comments. Wonder if anyone will read GAMES MEN PLAY though as a novel -- or if I should have put the stories in separately. A lot of thought about something that is not very important. Though almost immediately I get Kudos saying that someone has read the stories.
Life goes on. Was feeling very good a week ago and was about to take on the world. Then I was hit by a dental problem and resulting folly. On top of that now but a lot of the spunk has gone again.
I am still looking for a cookbook site. What I would like is a cookbook library where I could place my "books". Most of the things you find when you search cookbooks are for hard copies. I would like a permanent web placement.
TIme is flying -- as are snowflakes. Days go buy but spring doesn't come.
Yesterday on SUNDAY MORNING (CBS) there was an interview with a 76 year old woman who writes EROTIC FICTION. I didn't see it but a friend (who didn't know about my writing) did and we had a discussion all afternoon. I am not quite that old -- but less than a decade removed. I do NOT use dolls to work out my sex scenes. Ken dolls are not anatomically correct. I cannot write submissive women. I still am getting Kudos from WWOMB.
This afternoon I was reading the alumni magazine from my Law School. You read about accomplishments (though most of my classmates are nearing retirement) and deaths. One of the obituaries was for a person I recognized though she had graduated several years after I did. I could see her, I could hear her, but I was totally unsure how I knew her.
The obvious answer was that she was involved with the Woman Lawyer's group I belonged to for several years. But the voice I heard didn't match. I was hearing the voice of an older woman I was very good friends with at that time, and she didn't like this person much.
Took a while, but I finally remembered that this woman was in a Symphony group that at the time was broken into geographic units. However, she belonged to another unit and not the one where she lived (which happened to be the one where I lived.) My friend thought she should join our unit. All became moot when she moved.
Very strange that those voices are still in there.
There was a disk that was labeled clearly RRRhere. No idea what that meant and so I ignored it.
Yesterday, I was doing some formatting on the story EVERYONE is reading and sending Kudos on, and I messed it up. Lost about four paragraphs at the end. It could have ended there, but I liked my ending better. So I had to go back through all those disks to look for the original copy of HERCULES IN ATHENS which was saved under something else.
For some reason, I tried the RRR disk and wouldn't you know it -- it was the complete copy of all my writings all nicely formatted to put on a web page. If I had looked at that last week, I would have had everything in very good shape. Made two more copies of the disk on a thumb drive and saved to my hard drive. I am glad I will no longer have to look.
All that is basically left to post are Andromeda stories and they can wait.
