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Trying to figure out this blog thingy... |
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| OK, so I've said before that I don't have anything really interesting to discuss in my blog, but today I do. If you don't like animals and didn't like Steve Irwin (The Croc Hunter), then stop reading now. I couldn't believe when I heard that he had died. My husband and daughter and I were camping this weekend and ironically did our own version of a Croc Hunter episode when we found an incredibly rare newt at our campsite and remarked how it was 'Such a beauty' and 'Crickey, we were lucky to see one of these things in person.' (Yeah, we're a goofy family.) So we get home from the trip and my husband logs in and reads about Steve. Now, I wasn't around for JFK and Princess Di's death saddened me, but this one hit me hard. As far as a person who has had a real relevance in my life (other than friends or family) Steve Irwin was it. After watching his show and seeing his family be born (literally on the TV) it was like losing a member of the family. My husband and I both cried. My daughter is too young to have seen much of Steve's show, but last night as we watched some repeats, even she was captivated by him. We've always loved animals and were addicted to The Croc Hunter show and all of it's spinoff's. For Steve to die is a huge loss, not only to wildlife, but to humanity. I mean, here is a guy that actually 'got it' as far as animals and their place in the world, and opened up an entirely new world to generations of kids and adults...and he's gone. For me, the hardest part is seeing him on TV and seeing as how that man would NEVER sit still, he was always so energetic and full of life, and now he's gone. I'm still in shock really. And say what you will, but the man actually did something with his life...something amazing, he had a gift and used it for good. I can't imagine what his wife Terri and their two kids Bindi and Bob must be going through, but if nothing else, they can know that their husband and dad was one of the greatest, most loved public figures ever. I'm sure they will carry on his legacy in a way that will make him proud. My wishes and hopes and deepest sympathy goes out to them. And since every other memorial site for Steve seems to be crashed right now, I'll just say here that Steve, you were and always will be one of my heroes. You lived an enviable life. Good on ya, mate. Love you Steve-o. |
Man this site is pushy!!!  Daily email to remind me to post something inane about my life. Ha ha. Well, work sucked the big chalupa this week. So I went to my 'in person' writing group as an escape and a piece I submitted (a re-write of a prologue) impressed some and didn't really captivate one. It's always tough in writing group, because if all four people say the same thing, positive or negative, my decision is made...I need to change whatever that was or I've definitely struck something. But if only one person says something, it's hard to know what to do. This one person in particular always makes excellent suggestions and I've used many of them. However, now I'm at an impass. The other three enjoyed the re-write, thought it was much better than the original, yet this one guy did not. I didn't like hearing it, but I don't know if it's because I don't really agree with him or if I really do agree with him but just don't want to do another stinking re-write of this prologue. I decided to sleep on it and when I awoke, I was still torn. The other problem is that these people know what happens in the story, so they can't unlearn what they already know about these characters, so they were kind of tainted for this re-write. Ahh writing...all part of the fun. -V |
| Strange topic, I know...but my daughter is successfully potty trained now, meaning she'll tell me when she has to go and then goes. She hasn't worn a diaper in over a week, which is awesome. I was very proud of her, but in a way, I was a little sad too. She's really not a baby anymore, she's a full blown kid. Just one of those milestones that reminded me how fast time flies and how we should all make the most of it. She'll be three in October, but it feels like yesterday that she was born. Then I look at the fact that I've been married for eight years and I wonder where all that time went too. Actually, I know what happened to a few of those years...killed those brain cells. Well, how this got from potty training to take time to smell the roses, is beyond me. But it did, so enjoy. Just don't take time to smell the potty. |
| The Monkey Girl got me up at 6:30am and now she wants to take a walk outside...yes...this is my DAUGHTER, not a puppy dog. She also has her stuffed elephant on a makeshift leash and is insisting that we take him on our walk. Pet elephants, eh? Maybe we should move to India. |
| OK...so I figured out the entry thing, but it took a painfully long time. Kind of felt like I was in that movie "Groundhog Day." But I figured it out! Yippee for me! What's that burning smell? |
| If I did this right...this will be my first blog entry...And if I did it wrong, I'm the poster child for why college doesn't necessarily get you anywhere... Survey says...? |
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