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Phaedra

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joined on 12/11/03
last updated 06/29/09
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My Kitty Trixiebelle

The Diva!
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Girl Gathering Grapes

By Karl Brulloff
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Jeff - on the patio

My sweet lil' guy!
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Red Rose

"The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose" - Heda Bejar
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Low Life

Painting by Sir Edwin Landleer, 1829 - Romanticism Period
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Thank You!

July 13, 2009
Phaedra is very dear to me. She is funny, smart, cool and a grandma!
She also has the best dog ever!
January 24, 2008
Phaedra is wonderful. She is gracious and loving. She is generous. She is concerned. She is passionate. She loves her animals and she loves yours, too.

I love Phaedra. She is the best-est, kindest, online friend a girl could have!
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December 13, 2006
Phaedra rocks it! She's gorgeous inside and outside!! I love her bunches!! Viva la Phaedra!
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December 7, 2006
phaedra is a wonderful person. i love her sense of humor. i feel blessed to have her as a friend. :o)
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Places I Like To Go

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"One of the Best Museums in the South Bay"
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"Best Zen-like Hot Tubs and Massage"
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"Best Moroccan Restaurant w/Belly Dancing"
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My Friends and Tribal Buds

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I Can't Believe You Said That!

Alan Ball Talks About Next Season (in TRUE BLOOD - The HBO Series) When Alan Ball talks 'True Blood,' I drink it up!

by Jarett Wieselman - POP WRAP, New York Post

With a little less than a full year before we officially return to Bon Temps, I've been drank dry of any "True Blood" scoop. Until today, that is... read more
discussion post on Wed, October 28, 2009 - 7:20 AM
Re: Not Good (in Aunt Bea's Joyus Bullshit) Latest Granma Update:

Granma (My Mom) is still in the hospital and very weak. She is too weak to return home, so she will go to a convalscent home for rehab and when she is able to stand and move she will return home.

Thank you all for your ... read more
discussion post on Tue, October 27, 2009 - 10:36 PM
Re: Straights in Gayberry (in Aunt Bea's Joyus Bullshit) Poor Jeff . . .
discussion post on Wed, October 21, 2009 - 3:53 PM
Re: Gates in Bayberry. . (in Aunt Bea's Joyus Bullshit) With the chalkboard!
discussion post on Wed, October 21, 2009 - 3:48 PM
Re: Finding the Gay Mayberry (in Aunt Bea's Joyus Bullshit) Oh! Lorenzo, the chalkboard is in the file cabinet in Anna Nicole's closet - third drawer down.
discussion post on Wed, October 21, 2009 - 3:46 PM
Re: Finding the Gay Mayberry (in Aunt Bea's Joyus Bullshit) I'm older than Hot Death, but from my childhood thru adulthood (until the past few years), it was no big deal to make jokes and puns about all the races, straight across the board. PC? Unheard of!! There were tons of jokes about the Irish, Mexi... read more
discussion post on Wed, October 21, 2009 - 3:43 PM
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BOO-YA Baby! It's Kid Rock!!!

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Kid Rock Again!

SIGH . . .
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I Did Not Die

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I Did Not Die

Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

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Dreams

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Dreams

All people dream, but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of Their mind,
Wake in the morning to find that it was vanity.

But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,
For they dream in their dreams with open eyes,
And make them come true.

D.H. Lawrence

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Trixiebelle - Lookin' Cute

This is her Friday the 13th photo
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August 30, 2007

16 Things That It Took Me Over 50 Years to Learn

by Dave Barry, Nationally Syndicated Columnist



1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

2. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved and never will achieve its full potential, that word would be "meetings."

3. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."

4. People who want to share their religious v... read more
Mon, June 29, 2009 - 5:27 PM permalink - 3 comments
 
Vinegar May Aid in Fat Loss

Study Shows Ancient Medical Remedy May Help Modern Struggle Against Obesity

By Kelli Miller Stacy

WebMD Health News

Reviewed by Louise Chang, MD


June 22, 2009 -- The latest weapon in the battle of the bulge may be as close as your kitchen pantry.
Ordinary household vinegar -- used to make oil-and-vinegar salad dressings or pickles -- appears to turn on genes that help fight fat, researchers in Japan report.

Vinegar has long been touted as a cur... read more
Mon, June 29, 2009 - 4:50 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
CHICAGO – "Chemistry look what you've done to me," Donna Summer crooned in Science of Love, and so, it seems, she was right. Just in time for Valentine's Day, a panel of scientists examined the mystery of what happens when hearts throb and lips lock. Kissing, it turns out, unleashes chemicals that ease stress hormones in both sexes and encourage bonding in men, though not so much in women.

Chemicals in the saliva may be a way to assess a mate, Wendy Hill, dean of the faculty and a professo... read more
Fri, February 13, 2009 - 5:11 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
Last night the gypsies came -
Nobody knows from where.
Where they’ve gone to nobody knows,
And nobody seems to care!

Between the trees on the old swamp road
I saw them round their fire:
Tattered children and dogs that barked
As the flames leaped high and higher;
There were black-eyed girls in scarlet shawls,
Old folk wrinkled with years,
Men with handkerchiefs round their throats
And silver loops in their ears.
Ragged and red like maple leaves
When frost comes in the Fall,
The... read more
Mon, November 17, 2008 - 10:25 PM permalink - 2 comments
 

Death is not the end
Death can never be the end.
Death is the road.
Life is the traveller.
The Soul is the Guide

Our mind thinks of death.
Our heart thinks of life
Our soul thinks of Immortality.

Sri Chinmoy
Thu, July 31, 2008 - 3:52 PM permalink - 1 comment
 

Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done pray tell me,
Then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! ‘lest while you’re lagging
I may remember him!


- Emily Dickinson
Thu, July 31, 2008 - 3:44 PM permalink - 2 comments
 

A train went through a burial gate,
A bird broke forth and sang,
And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throat
Till all the churchyard rang;
And then adjusted his little notes,
And bowed and sang again.
Doubtless, he thought it meet of him
To say good-by to men.

By Emily Dickinson
Wed, July 30, 2008 - 6:58 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
Four big crows have "adopted" me. They fly to the house two to three times a day and land on the porch and bannister and eat dry cat food from a bowl I leave on the porch for a neighbor's cat. Sometimes they drink some of the water I put out but their main interest is the cat food.

I've been watching them thru the window and the "peep hole" in the front door. They tend to squabble alot amongst themselves and they can be REALLY loud! Suprisingly loud! I've only seen the occasional crow... read more
Sat, July 12, 2008 - 9:45 AM permalink - 3 comments
 
Sonnet 116


Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brie... read more
Wed, January 23, 2008 - 1:06 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
"Sports do not build character. They reveal it."

Matthew Campbell
Tue, December 11, 2007 - 7:04 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
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Narcissus

Painting by Karl Bruloff - 1819
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A Dream of a Girl Before a Sunrise

Painting by Karl Brulloff - Neo-Classic Period
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Overleigh Cemetery, England

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"SONG" - My favorite poem

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree;
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dew drops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain;
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply may I remember,
And haply may forget.

by Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)

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Deep In Thought . . .

quid novi?
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Stuff About Me . . .

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"O quanta sunt, quod nescitis!"

("Oh, how much there still is which you do not know!")

Hermetic ABC of the Philosopher's Stone
Berlin, 1779 Vol. III, p.6
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Jeff relaxin' on the patio

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"Flower" by Alphonse Mucha