sandmansister: (Music lover)
It's been too long between substantial posts. Work, faire, life... they all conspire. But until I find brain space to update, I have a story to tell.

You see, I am a very fortunate girl who knows and loves amazing people. Fortunately, most of them return the sentiment and I get to have amazing experiences because of it.

On Friday, April 29th, I got to go to a private, back yard concert by Tish Hinojosa. She's a Latina singer/songwriter and of course, Jimmy was the one who introduced me to her. It's not my usual, but he taught me to appreciate the simple, true-to-life stories and heartfelt Tejana style.



He's been gone since February of 2004, but as Leslie so rightly pointed out, he still throws a great party. Here's the back-story:

Jimmy purchased the domain name "Tish.com" to put up a fan site, but never felt his offerings were worthy of publishing on the interwebs (as if!). So when it came up for renewal, someone else wanted to purchase it. Judy (Jimmy's mom) received the request and didn't feel right about letting it go without notifying Tish first.

Judy reached out through Tish's Web site and received a reply back. Of course she remembered Jimmy; he came to every Dallas show and always had a doll from his travels for her daughter. Tish was very upset to hear of his passing, and honored to know that A Song for the Journey was the closing song played at his memorial. She was going to be in Texas at the end of April and offered a private concert for Jimmy's friends.

I wish I had words for the experience. I am still processing the mix of emotions. The music was perfection - Texas songs under the stars on a warm Spring evening. Candle light. Good beer. Dear friends, and the notable absence of the one who brought us together.

It's so fitting that a performer on Tish's level remembers Jimmy. His passion for music (and, really, all of life) made him shine so brightly. What a wonderful confirmation for us who know and love him—yes, present tense usage is intentional—to realize that his special way of interacting with the world was noticeable and memorable to someone who meets so many people across the world.



Then there were the reunions. I haven't seen Jo since... Lordy, I don't know when. His memorial, maybe? That's a damn shame. But the hugs and laughter picked up as if no time had passed. I'd seen Shawn once or twice and we've kept in touch online, but I couldn't stop hugging him! I got lost in the hug, in fact. Time stopped and I cried. Sorrow of loss? Joy of reuniting? Both.

Chris, too. I will never forget the Von Ehrics show right after Jimmy died. It was my birthday and I decided to drown sorrows in a rockabilly show, not knowing my beloved Chris was the drummer. We couldn't stop hugging that night, either. Just a couple of schmoobly idiots grinning and snuggling in the middle of a mosh pit.

And let's not get started on his sister Carol. She hasn't changed one iota. It's unnatural. Jo & I agreed that she's luring virgins and sacrificing them in her basement. She just giggled and smiled. Wicked creature (and I love her for it)!








That night was also the first Red Star Reunion. See, Lesa & Leslie adopted a star for Jimmy. It rises on his birthday and is high overhead when he left us. They got star tattoos (in red, because if Jimmy were a color it would be passionate and vibrant red) to commemorate. Shawn did, too. And later, Judy & I joined the ranks.



It sounds like a pretty simple story, but if you could hear the music and love behind the lame words... I'll never forget the experience, and the people who shared it with me.
sandmansister: (Music lover)
It's been too long between substantial posts. Work, faire, life... they all conspire. But until I find brain space to update, I have a story to tell.

You see, I am a very fortunate girl who knows and loves amazing people. Fortunately, most of them return the sentiment and I get to have amazing experiences because of it.

On Friday, April 29th, I got to go to a private, back yard concert by Tish Hinojosa. She's a Latina singer/songwriter and of course, Jimmy was the one who introduced me to her. It's not my usual, but he taught me to appreciate the simple, true-to-life stories and heartfelt Tejana style.



He's been gone since February of 2004, but as Leslie so rightly pointed out, he still throws a great party. Here's the back-story:

Jimmy purchased the domain name "Tish.com" to put up a fan site, but never felt his offerings were worthy of publishing on the interwebs (as if!). So when it came up for renewal, someone else wanted to purchase it. Judy (Jimmy's mom) received the request and didn't feel right about letting it go without notifying Tish first.

Judy reached out through Tish's Web site and received a reply back. Of course she remembered Jimmy; he came to every Dallas show and always had a doll from his travels for her daughter. Tish was very upset to hear of his passing, and honored to know that A Song for the Journey was the closing song played at his memorial. She was going to be in Texas at the end of April and offered a private concert for Jimmy's friends.

I wish I had words for the experience. I am still processing the mix of emotions. The music was perfection - Texas songs under the stars on a warm Spring evening. Candle light. Good beer. Dear friends, and the notable absence of the one who brought us together.

It's so fitting that a performer on Tish's level remembers Jimmy. His passion for music (and, really, all of life) made him shine so brightly. What a wonderful confirmation for us who know and love him—yes, present tense usage is intentional—to realize that his special way of interacting with the world was noticeable and memorable to someone who meets so many people across the world.



Then there were the reunions. I haven't seen Jo since... Lordy, I don't know when. His memorial, maybe? That's a damn shame. But the hugs and laughter picked up as if no time had passed. I'd seen Shawn once or twice and we've kept in touch online, but I couldn't stop hugging him! I got lost in the hug, in fact. Time stopped and I cried. Sorrow of loss? Joy of reuniting? Both.

Chris, too. I will never forget the Von Ehrics show right after Jimmy died. It was my birthday and I decided to drown sorrows in a rockabilly show, not knowing my beloved Chris was the drummer. We couldn't stop hugging that night, either. Just a couple of schmoobly idiots grinning and snuggling in the middle of a mosh pit.

And let's not get started on his sister Carol. She hasn't changed one iota. It's unnatural. Jo & I agreed that she's luring virgins and sacrificing them in her basement. She just giggled and smiled. Wicked creature (and I love her for it)!








That night was also the first Red Star Reunion. See, Lesa & Leslie adopted a star for Jimmy. It rises on his birthday and is high overhead when he left us. They got star tattoos (in red, because if Jimmy were a color it would be passionate and vibrant red) to commemorate. Shawn did, too. And later, Judy & I joined the ranks.



It sounds like a pretty simple story, but if you could hear the music and love behind the lame words... I'll never forget the experience, and the people who shared it with me.
sandmansister: (Music lover)
It's been too long between substantial posts. Work, faire, life... they all conspire. But until I find brain space to update, I have a story to tell.

You see, I am a very fortunate girl who knows and loves amazing people. Fortunately, most of them return the sentiment and I get to have amazing experiences because of it.

On Friday, April 29th, I got to go to a private, back yard concert by Tish Hinojosa. She's a Latina singer/songwriter and of course, Jimmy was the one who introduced me to her. It's not my usual, but he taught me to appreciate the simple, true-to-life stories and heartfelt Tejana style.



He's been gone since February of 2004, but as Leslie so rightly pointed out, he still throws a great party. Here's the back-story:

Jimmy purchased the domain name "Tish.com" to put up a fan site, but never felt his offerings were worthy of publishing on the interwebs (as if!). So when it came up for renewal, someone else wanted to purchase it. Judy (Jimmy's mom) received the request and didn't feel right about letting it go without notifying Tish first.

Judy reached out through Tish's Web site and received a reply back. Of course she remembered Jimmy; he came to every Dallas show and always had a doll from his travels for her daughter. Tish was very upset to hear of his passing, and honored to know that A Song for the Journey was the closing song played at his memorial. She was going to be in Texas at the end of April and offered a private concert for Jimmy's friends.

I wish I had words for the experience. I am still processing the mix of emotions. The music was perfection - Texas songs under the stars on a warm Spring evening. Candle light. Good beer. Dear friends, and the notable absence of the one who brought us together.

It's so fitting that a performer on Tish's level remembers Jimmy. His passion for music (and, really, all of life) made him shine so brightly. What a wonderful confirmation for us who know and love him—yes, present tense usage is intentional—to realize that his special way of interacting with the world was noticeable and memorable to someone who meets so many people across the world.



Then there were the reunions. I haven't seen Jo since... Lordy, I don't know when. His memorial, maybe? That's a damn shame. But the hugs and laughter picked up as if no time had passed. I'd seen Shawn once or twice and we've kept in touch online, but I couldn't stop hugging him! I got lost in the hug, in fact. Time stopped and I cried. Sorrow of loss? Joy of reuniting? Both.

Chris, too. I will never forget the Von Ehrics show right after Jimmy died. It was my birthday and I decided to drown sorrows in a rockabilly show, not knowing my beloved Chris was the drummer. We couldn't stop hugging that night, either. Just a couple of schmoobly idiots grinning and snuggling in the middle of a mosh pit.

And let's not get started on his sister Carol. She hasn't changed one iota. It's unnatural. Jo & I agreed that she's luring virgins and sacrificing them in her basement. She just giggled and smiled. Wicked creature (and I love her for it)!








That night was also the first Red Star Reunion. See, Lesa & Leslie adopted a star for Jimmy. It rises on his birthday and is high overhead when he left us. They got star tattoos (in red, because if Jimmy were a color it would be passionate and vibrant red) to commemorate. Shawn did, too. And later, Judy & I joined the ranks.



It sounds like a pretty simple story, but if you could hear the music and love behind the lame words... I'll never forget the experience, and the people who shared it with me.
sandmansister: (Music lover)
It's been too long between substantial posts. Work, faire, life... they all conspire. But until I find brain space to update, I have a story to tell.

You see, I am a very fortunate girl who knows and loves amazing people. Fortunately, most of them return the sentiment and I get to have amazing experiences because of it.

On Friday, April 29th, I got to go to a private, back yard concert by Tish Hinojosa. She's a Latina singer/songwriter and of course, Jimmy was the one who introduced me to her. It's not my usual, but he taught me to appreciate the simple, true-to-life stories and heartfelt Tejana style.



He's been gone since February of 2004, but as Leslie so rightly pointed out, he still throws a great party. Here's the back-story:

Jimmy purchased the domain name "Tish.com" to put up a fan site, but never felt his offerings were worthy of publishing on the interwebs (as if!). So when it came up for renewal, someone else wanted to purchase it. Judy (Jimmy's mom) received the request and didn't feel right about letting it go without notifying Tish first.

Judy reached out through Tish's Web site and received a reply back. Of course she remembered Jimmy; he came to every Dallas show and always had a doll from his travels for her daughter. Tish was very upset to hear of his passing, and honored to know that A Song for the Journey was the closing song played at his memorial. She was going to be in Texas at the end of April and offered a private concert for Jimmy's friends.

I wish I had words for the experience. I am still processing the mix of emotions. The music was perfection - Texas songs under the stars on a warm Spring evening. Candle light. Good beer. Dear friends, and the notable absence of the one who brought us together.

It's so fitting that a performer on Tish's level remembers Jimmy. His passion for music (and, really, all of life) made him shine so brightly. What a wonderful confirmation for us who know and love him—yes, present tense usage is intentional—to realize that his special way of interacting with the world was noticeable and memorable to someone who meets so many people across the world.



Then there were the reunions. I haven't seen Jo since... Lordy, I don't know when. His memorial, maybe? That's a damn shame. But the hugs and laughter picked up as if no time had passed. I'd seen Shawn once or twice and we've kept in touch online, but I couldn't stop hugging him! I got lost in the hug, in fact. Time stopped and I cried. Sorrow of loss? Joy of reuniting? Both.

Chris, too. I will never forget the Von Ehrics show right after Jimmy died. It was my birthday and I decided to drown sorrows in a rockabilly show, not knowing my beloved Chris was the drummer. We couldn't stop hugging that night, either. Just a couple of schmoobly idiots grinning and snuggling in the middle of a mosh pit.

And let's not get started on his sister Carol. She hasn't changed one iota. It's unnatural. Jo & I agreed that she's luring virgins and sacrificing them in her basement. She just giggled and smiled. Wicked creature (and I love her for it)!








That night was also the first Red Star Reunion. See, Lesa & Leslie adopted a star for Jimmy. It rises on his birthday and is high overhead when he left us. They got star tattoos (in red, because if Jimmy were a color it would be passionate and vibrant red) to commemorate. Shawn did, too. And later, Judy & I joined the ranks.



It sounds like a pretty simple story, but if you could hear the music and love behind the lame words... I'll never forget the experience, and the people who shared it with me.
sandmansister: (BtVS - 5x5 (Faith))
Fly-by Friday items for your perusal:

  • Majestic morning. Crisp air tinged with chill, clear skies... if only I had cider... *le sigh*

  • Depending on how soon source content is provided to me, may be working tomorrow. OT $ = yay! Cutting into work-on-my-ass-groove time? Not so much.

  • Feeling fine and sassy. Tie-dyed maxi dress (eBay yay!), cropped denim jacket, Crocs Sassari peep-toe wedges of comfy-footed joy... yeah, today I am feeling the boho hotness.

  • Managed to wear a "real" bra, but deciding that while my skin is healed enough to handle an underwire, I. Just. Don't. Want. To. Anymore. I am perfectly happy with my stash of sports bras, thankyew very much. My girls have been through quite enough this year. No mas!

  • Inexplicable craving for beef fajitas at La Hacienda Ranch. OK, they're the bestest EVAR and I am starvacious. Maybe not so inexplicable?

  • Loving my Roku Netflix player as we can also use it for Amazon On Demand. So when the satellite goes weather wonky, we're not SOL weeks after the fact. (Can't access Hulu via Wii Internet channel, and don't want to cram around a sad little laptop; AOD is a great solution.) This should be particularly happy-making for the Boswells when it comes time for House Party. In related news, Glee = Glee!!!

  • Left the bedroom door open last night to keep breezes circulating, which meant that I didn't hear it open to tell me that [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool was coming in to kiss me goodbye this morning. Fortunately for him, my brain processed the situation after causing me to gasp in terror but before said terror could impel me to grab the maglite kept close-at-hand for emergencies. Brainular bashing was avoided, though we had a bladderical near-miss—mine, not his unless he saw my reflexive reach toward where the aforementioned maglite is kept... sorry, baby! (Yes, I'm using technical medical terms here.) :P

  • New Dollhouse tonight!!!!

    EDIT: Sammich w/12 grain bread FTW! And I have orange toenails. This is all to the good.
  • sandmansister: (BtVS - 5x5 (Faith))
    Fly-by Friday items for your perusal:

  • Majestic morning. Crisp air tinged with chill, clear skies... if only I had cider... *le sigh*

  • Depending on how soon source content is provided to me, may be working tomorrow. OT $ = yay! Cutting into work-on-my-ass-groove time? Not so much.

  • Feeling fine and sassy. Tie-dyed maxi dress (eBay yay!), cropped denim jacket, Crocs Sassari peep-toe wedges of comfy-footed joy... yeah, today I am feeling the boho hotness.

  • Managed to wear a "real" bra, but deciding that while my skin is healed enough to handle an underwire, I. Just. Don't. Want. To. Anymore. I am perfectly happy with my stash of sports bras, thankyew very much. My girls have been through quite enough this year. No mas!

  • Inexplicable craving for beef fajitas at La Hacienda Ranch. OK, they're the bestest EVAR and I am starvacious. Maybe not so inexplicable?

  • Loving my Roku Netflix player as we can also use it for Amazon On Demand. So when the satellite goes weather wonky, we're not SOL weeks after the fact. (Can't access Hulu via Wii Internet channel, and don't want to cram around a sad little laptop; AOD is a great solution.) This should be particularly happy-making for the Boswells when it comes time for House Party. In related news, Glee = Glee!!!

  • Left the bedroom door open last night to keep breezes circulating, which meant that I didn't hear it open to tell me that [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool was coming in to kiss me goodbye this morning. Fortunately for him, my brain processed the situation after causing me to gasp in terror but before said terror could impel me to grab the maglite kept close-at-hand for emergencies. Brainular bashing was avoided, though we had a bladderical near-miss—mine, not his unless he saw my reflexive reach toward where the aforementioned maglite is kept... sorry, baby! (Yes, I'm using technical medical terms here.) :P

  • New Dollhouse tonight!!!!

    EDIT: Sammich w/12 grain bread FTW! And I have orange toenails. This is all to the good.
  • sandmansister: (BtVS - 5x5 (Faith))
    Fly-by Friday items for your perusal:

  • Majestic morning. Crisp air tinged with chill, clear skies... if only I had cider... *le sigh*

  • Depending on how soon source content is provided to me, may be working tomorrow. OT $ = yay! Cutting into work-on-my-ass-groove time? Not so much.

  • Feeling fine and sassy. Tie-dyed maxi dress (eBay yay!), cropped denim jacket, Crocs Sassari peep-toe wedges of comfy-footed joy... yeah, today I am feeling the boho hotness.

  • Managed to wear a "real" bra, but deciding that while my skin is healed enough to handle an underwire, I. Just. Don't. Want. To. Anymore. I am perfectly happy with my stash of sports bras, thankyew very much. My girls have been through quite enough this year. No mas!

  • Inexplicable craving for beef fajitas at La Hacienda Ranch. OK, they're the bestest EVAR and I am starvacious. Maybe not so inexplicable?

  • Loving my Roku Netflix player as we can also use it for Amazon On Demand. So when the satellite goes weather wonky, we're not SOL weeks after the fact. (Can't access Hulu via Wii Internet channel, and don't want to cram around a sad little laptop; AOD is a great solution.) This should be particularly happy-making for the Boswells when it comes time for House Party. In related news, Glee = Glee!!!

  • Left the bedroom door open last night to keep breezes circulating, which meant that I didn't hear it open to tell me that [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool was coming in to kiss me goodbye this morning. Fortunately for him, my brain processed the situation after causing me to gasp in terror but before said terror could impel me to grab the maglite kept close-at-hand for emergencies. Brainular bashing was avoided, though we had a bladderical near-miss—mine, not his unless he saw my reflexive reach toward where the aforementioned maglite is kept... sorry, baby! (Yes, I'm using technical medical terms here.) :P

  • New Dollhouse tonight!!!!

    EDIT: Sammich w/12 grain bread FTW! And I have orange toenails. This is all to the good.
  • sandmansister: (BtVS - 5x5 (Faith))
    Fly-by Friday items for your perusal:

  • Majestic morning. Crisp air tinged with chill, clear skies... if only I had cider... *le sigh*

  • Depending on how soon source content is provided to me, may be working tomorrow. OT $ = yay! Cutting into work-on-my-ass-groove time? Not so much.

  • Feeling fine and sassy. Tie-dyed maxi dress (eBay yay!), cropped denim jacket, Crocs Sassari peep-toe wedges of comfy-footed joy... yeah, today I am feeling the boho hotness.

  • Managed to wear a "real" bra, but deciding that while my skin is healed enough to handle an underwire, I. Just. Don't. Want. To. Anymore. I am perfectly happy with my stash of sports bras, thankyew very much. My girls have been through quite enough this year. No mas!

  • Inexplicable craving for beef fajitas at La Hacienda Ranch. OK, they're the bestest EVAR and I am starvacious. Maybe not so inexplicable?

  • Loving my Roku Netflix player as we can also use it for Amazon On Demand. So when the satellite goes weather wonky, we're not SOL weeks after the fact. (Can't access Hulu via Wii Internet channel, and don't want to cram around a sad little laptop; AOD is a great solution.) This should be particularly happy-making for the Boswells when it comes time for House Party. In related news, Glee = Glee!!!

  • Left the bedroom door open last night to keep breezes circulating, which meant that I didn't hear it open to tell me that [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool was coming in to kiss me goodbye this morning. Fortunately for him, my brain processed the situation after causing me to gasp in terror but before said terror could impel me to grab the maglite kept close-at-hand for emergencies. Brainular bashing was avoided, though we had a bladderical near-miss—mine, not his unless he saw my reflexive reach toward where the aforementioned maglite is kept... sorry, baby! (Yes, I'm using technical medical terms here.) :P

  • New Dollhouse tonight!!!!

    EDIT: Sammich w/12 grain bread FTW! And I have orange toenails. This is all to the good.
  • sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Swiped this exquisite bit of beauty from several folks; it originated with [livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob and I would be remiss not to share with you lot that I hold so dear:

    Today begins the last half of this year, a year which has been full of ups and downs for many people, but particularly rough for my friends list. There have been lost jobs, lost loves, lost pets, lost family members, lost health, lost friendships, lost freedom, and lost sanity.

    Therefore, with all that I am and with all the power that I possess, I claim the next six months to be a time of abundant prosperity and renewal. I claim new loves for those who wish them, new friendships, new opportunities, new jobs for those who are looking, financial gain for those who are open to it, and all around growth and fulfillment for those in need. I claim vitality and health for those who are sick or unwell in any manner. I claim justice and the prevailing of truth for those facing legal troubles. I claim peace and comfort for those who are hurting.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I invite you to add your claim to mine, that we may stand in accord on this.


    Yeah, I'm especially claiming super-double-plus-good health. 'Cuz that would give me (and folks who love me) untold joy... and a good measure of relief/peace to boot. I'm for all of that. (Plus, it means I can enjoy all the joy properly!)

    On a related note: How is it that I don't know someone fabulous enough to have the brain and spirit to write such a thing? Sheesh! Add that to my intention for the second half of this year...
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Swiped this exquisite bit of beauty from several folks; it originated with [livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob and I would be remiss not to share with you lot that I hold so dear:

    Today begins the last half of this year, a year which has been full of ups and downs for many people, but particularly rough for my friends list. There have been lost jobs, lost loves, lost pets, lost family members, lost health, lost friendships, lost freedom, and lost sanity.

    Therefore, with all that I am and with all the power that I possess, I claim the next six months to be a time of abundant prosperity and renewal. I claim new loves for those who wish them, new friendships, new opportunities, new jobs for those who are looking, financial gain for those who are open to it, and all around growth and fulfillment for those in need. I claim vitality and health for those who are sick or unwell in any manner. I claim justice and the prevailing of truth for those facing legal troubles. I claim peace and comfort for those who are hurting.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I invite you to add your claim to mine, that we may stand in accord on this.


    Yeah, I'm especially claiming super-double-plus-good health. 'Cuz that would give me (and folks who love me) untold joy... and a good measure of relief/peace to boot. I'm for all of that. (Plus, it means I can enjoy all the joy properly!)

    On a related note: How is it that I don't know someone fabulous enough to have the brain and spirit to write such a thing? Sheesh! Add that to my intention for the second half of this year...
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Swiped this exquisite bit of beauty from several folks; it originated with [livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob and I would be remiss not to share with you lot that I hold so dear:

    Today begins the last half of this year, a year which has been full of ups and downs for many people, but particularly rough for my friends list. There have been lost jobs, lost loves, lost pets, lost family members, lost health, lost friendships, lost freedom, and lost sanity.

    Therefore, with all that I am and with all the power that I possess, I claim the next six months to be a time of abundant prosperity and renewal. I claim new loves for those who wish them, new friendships, new opportunities, new jobs for those who are looking, financial gain for those who are open to it, and all around growth and fulfillment for those in need. I claim vitality and health for those who are sick or unwell in any manner. I claim justice and the prevailing of truth for those facing legal troubles. I claim peace and comfort for those who are hurting.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I invite you to add your claim to mine, that we may stand in accord on this.


    Yeah, I'm especially claiming super-double-plus-good health. 'Cuz that would give me (and folks who love me) untold joy... and a good measure of relief/peace to boot. I'm for all of that. (Plus, it means I can enjoy all the joy properly!)

    On a related note: How is it that I don't know someone fabulous enough to have the brain and spirit to write such a thing? Sheesh! Add that to my intention for the second half of this year...
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Swiped this exquisite bit of beauty from several folks; it originated with [livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob and I would be remiss not to share with you lot that I hold so dear:

    Today begins the last half of this year, a year which has been full of ups and downs for many people, but particularly rough for my friends list. There have been lost jobs, lost loves, lost pets, lost family members, lost health, lost friendships, lost freedom, and lost sanity.

    Therefore, with all that I am and with all the power that I possess, I claim the next six months to be a time of abundant prosperity and renewal. I claim new loves for those who wish them, new friendships, new opportunities, new jobs for those who are looking, financial gain for those who are open to it, and all around growth and fulfillment for those in need. I claim vitality and health for those who are sick or unwell in any manner. I claim justice and the prevailing of truth for those facing legal troubles. I claim peace and comfort for those who are hurting.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I claim joy.

    I invite you to add your claim to mine, that we may stand in accord on this.


    Yeah, I'm especially claiming super-double-plus-good health. 'Cuz that would give me (and folks who love me) untold joy... and a good measure of relief/peace to boot. I'm for all of that. (Plus, it means I can enjoy all the joy properly!)

    On a related note: How is it that I don't know someone fabulous enough to have the brain and spirit to write such a thing? Sheesh! Add that to my intention for the second half of this year...
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Got this from by birthmom (who will henceforth be known as MM for my Michigan Momma):

    Finding Joy



    Lovely images, good reminders and overall attitude adjustment. Enjoy!
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Got this from by birthmom (who will henceforth be known as MM for my Michigan Momma):

    Finding Joy



    Lovely images, good reminders and overall attitude adjustment. Enjoy!
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Got this from by birthmom (who will henceforth be known as MM for my Michigan Momma):

    Finding Joy



    Lovely images, good reminders and overall attitude adjustment. Enjoy!
    sandmansister: (Hedwig - Follow my voice)
    Got this from by birthmom (who will henceforth be known as MM for my Michigan Momma):

    Finding Joy



    Lovely images, good reminders and overall attitude adjustment. Enjoy!
    sandmansister: (Gingy)
  • Random, silly phone calls from friends. Better still? When said calls include musical silliness. Then, there's the trifecta: musical silliness about one's own name. Can't beat a duet/serenade from [livejournal.com profile] lebean & [livejournal.com profile] mikeoquinn. *croons a la ELO* "Don't bring me down.... GRUSS!"

  • Cute pattern for new custom corset. It will be Friedalicious, in rusty, tawny glory (and Gingy-fied, at that). Oh my stars and garters! JJ rocks my sock AND lingerie drawer... and so does [livejournal.com profile] theotherevilred for sharing such scrummy fabric remnants. And can't forget thanks to [livejournal.com profile] tigerlady1974 and her [livejournal.com profile] smokin_man for the referral!

  • Fun movie trailers. Shrek the Third, to be precise. Gingy stress-pooping a gumdrop? Laughed so hard... yeah, a little pee almost came out.

  • The Omaha Steaks Fantastic Family Feast on sale for more than 50% off? Definitely doesn't suck. Hooray filets!

  • Back one-two punch (no, not really) of massage and chiropractic adjustment. I may survive another weekend in spite of myself. [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool will say he's less than pleased with his performance. I say any day my man oils and rubs me down is a good one.

    Much love to you all, and extra doses for those who need it (you know who you are).
  • sandmansister: (Gingy)
  • Random, silly phone calls from friends. Better still? When said calls include musical silliness. Then, there's the trifecta: musical silliness about one's own name. Can't beat a duet/serenade from [livejournal.com profile] lebean & [livejournal.com profile] mikeoquinn. *croons a la ELO* "Don't bring me down.... GRUSS!"

  • Cute pattern for new custom corset. It will be Friedalicious, in rusty, tawny glory (and Gingy-fied, at that). Oh my stars and garters! JJ rocks my sock AND lingerie drawer... and so does [livejournal.com profile] theotherevilred for sharing such scrummy fabric remnants. And can't forget thanks to [livejournal.com profile] tigerlady1974 and her [livejournal.com profile] smokin_man for the referral!

  • Fun movie trailers. Shrek the Third, to be precise. Gingy stress-pooping a gumdrop? Laughed so hard... yeah, a little pee almost came out.

  • The Omaha Steaks Fantastic Family Feast on sale for more than 50% off? Definitely doesn't suck. Hooray filets!

  • Back one-two punch (no, not really) of massage and chiropractic adjustment. I may survive another weekend in spite of myself. [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool will say he's less than pleased with his performance. I say any day my man oils and rubs me down is a good one.

    Much love to you all, and extra doses for those who need it (you know who you are).
  • sandmansister: (Gingy)
  • Random, silly phone calls from friends. Better still? When said calls include musical silliness. Then, there's the trifecta: musical silliness about one's own name. Can't beat a duet/serenade from [livejournal.com profile] lebean & [livejournal.com profile] mikeoquinn. *croons a la ELO* "Don't bring me down.... GRUSS!"

  • Cute pattern for new custom corset. It will be Friedalicious, in rusty, tawny glory (and Gingy-fied, at that). Oh my stars and garters! JJ rocks my sock AND lingerie drawer... and so does [livejournal.com profile] theotherevilred for sharing such scrummy fabric remnants. And can't forget thanks to [livejournal.com profile] tigerlady1974 and her [livejournal.com profile] smokin_man for the referral!

  • Fun movie trailers. Shrek the Third, to be precise. Gingy stress-pooping a gumdrop? Laughed so hard... yeah, a little pee almost came out.

  • The Omaha Steaks Fantastic Family Feast on sale for more than 50% off? Definitely doesn't suck. Hooray filets!

  • Back one-two punch (no, not really) of massage and chiropractic adjustment. I may survive another weekend in spite of myself. [livejournal.com profile] arbiter_of_cool will say he's less than pleased with his performance. I say any day my man oils and rubs me down is a good one.

    Much love to you all, and extra doses for those who need it (you know who you are).
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