Where I'm blogging now

I've abandoned this blog for day to day talk in favor of MySpace.

I also have these blogs:

Writing
Fight CPS

Life's Annoying... Fight Back!

Here's a fascinating look at the reality of American life and what to do about it... No Need to Stew: A Few Tips to Cope With Life's Annoyances.

This reminds me of the time my mother opened the door to a children's book salesman. For some reason door-to-door salesmen irritated her beyond belief. The young man at the door shoved a large book in front of her and said, "You can have this free..."

She grabbed the book, said "Thank you" and shut the door.

The salesman stood outside trying to tell her the book was free only if she bought something but she wasn't impressed.

"That'll teach him," she said.

Hey Mom... do you remember that as clearly as I do? I'm still laughing at your audacity to this day.

Mommy Angst

I've been informed by my daughter (age 16) that I'm in big trouble because I'm not perfect (let me count the ways) - obviously an occupational hazard when you're a MOM.

Mea Culpa Baby.

My shortcomings of the day: (1) mentioned that she consumes more than 50% of the ice cream locally whereas she accounts for only 25% of the local consumers, and (2) didn't buy enough when I went to the grocery store. Gee, I didn't have much to spend - could that have anything to do with it?

Now that I've been put in my place by the 16-year-old expert who also believes I should leave my dh because he doesn't do enough around the house... I think I'll have a party. (Looks like a pity-party to me. Please forgive me.)

Yesterday was my oldest child's 32nd birthday. Yes, that means I've been doing the motherhood thing for 32 years and I'M NOT PERFECT YET. Well excuuuuuse me. I think I need to give it up and retire. My youngest will be 15 on June 1. Yay.

I put a "Happy Birthday to Joshua" on my Coast to Coast AM Weblog.

The cats are inside now

Ever since my black cat disappeared right after Christmas I've made all my other cats stay indoors every night. They don't like that. They want to roam... and tonight when my boyfriend came in the two male cats ran outside.

I went out to get Sabrina. I can call her and she comes in as fast as she can get here. But then Mocha ran back outside after I'd already brought him in. I kept trying to get Socks and Mocha inside but they wouldn't come.

Then I asked my boyfriend to get a can of catfood. As soon as he came out on the porch and popped up that lid, both male cats emerged from the shadows and ran up on the porch. Yes, my boyfriend sure has a talent for getting cats to go inside.

I changed my mind

Wouldn't you know it?

Once I wrote something about not having archives here - I changed my mind. I also decided to put the site back on blogspot.

Why am I like this?

Archives

Who needs them? I don't have any here - you might notice that if you really loved my writing and wanted to read me all day. But how many people really want to do that? Probably not very many - other than maybe my mom. I sorta hope she has better things to do.

Yes, there's some blogs that tell a long-term story of someone's life that is morbidly fascinating... something deserving a few hours reading time. But those weblogs are rare... and this isn't one of them.

So, no archives.

FOUND Magazine

I found this site to be fascinating. It's an opportunity to look closely at little bits of the private lives of others.

On second thought...

Right after I wrote about my frustration with not getting the sheriff's office reports, I started getting them. Yay! Now I feel my news site is a better service to my community.

Today I'm buying a few new domain names from GoDaddy - and downloading the first program - now in the archives at GoDaddy Radio. Seems like everyone wants to get into internet radio these days. I want to do a show on family rights... but don't have the right equipment yet. My computer is so old I'm using Win98SE - it's a Pentium III and I want to upgrade to something more capable of handling internet radio production.

My new domain names are all about bigfoot. Why? Because I live in a place where bigfoot is a big issue because there's so many sightings around here. I am the new owner of BigfootSightings.Org, BigfootHunt.Com, and BigfootJamboree.Com. The last one is a local celebration held every Labor Day weekend... sort of a local faire where there's lots of events and vendors.

This year my daughter signed up to sell Bigfoot Jamboree Raffle Tickets. I'm planning to put a paypal link up somewhere for her to sell them online.

Yesterday she and I went to Yreka for a doctor appointment (hers) and then we went to Medford so she could spend her birthday money at the mall there. Her birthday isn't until April 20 (she'll be 16) but she couldn't wait and I caved in and gave her what she wanted early. It seems I'm the only one in my household that sees value in waiting for the official birthday. Anyhow, we had a great day in Oregon and were very happy to get home just before midnight. The only animal I saw on our way home through the forest was a small rabbit. Seems strange there's so few deer the last year or two.

Frustration

I run a small town news website - Happy Camp News - where I'm managing editor, publisher, head reporter, photographer, cook, bottle-washer, and everything else.

I've been trying to get the local sheriff's department to send me news releases since I started back in 2001. However I wasn't a real business until 2003, so at first I didn't press it. Here it is 2005 and I'm still having trouble with this.

What IRKS me is that the daily newspaper in our county seat gets news releases from the sheriff's department constantly. And I'm not asking for any extra consideration - I just want the same exact news they're giving to the daily newspaper. I pay a county business license fee and feel I'm as entitled to county sheriff department news as any other news agency in our county.

I've written to their PR Rep three or four times since January and went to see her once in person - she claimed she was in the process of getting used to a new computer system. bleah... how long does it take?

Our Sheriff will be here in town soon... and you KNOW what I'm going to be asking him about!

This week I finally got the first news release - check out my front page. "Evans Promoted to Sergeant". And this would be oh so great to hear except that it happened back in DECEMBER. I got the news release on March 18.

Working outside my home

I've been working at home for a few years now. I do webdesign and maintenance and write novels. But when I heard some of my friends were renting an office downtown I decided to ask if I could participate in the venture. Now I'll be sharing the office three ways, and it is a tiny little office... but I think if we all have different hours we won't get in each others' way too much. I'll be spending about four hours there, five or six days each week.

Speaking of kids...

Speaking of kids... my second daughter's birthday was on January 14. For some reason that morning I started my journaling (I journal in a notebook regularly) and this poem insisted on being written:

Happy Birthday Naomi! - You're 24 today. :)

Even though you're far away
You know I think of you every day.
I wonder what you say and do
And is the world being good to you.
I wonder if you're happy now.
If you are, please take a bow.
But if your heart is sad and blue,
Remember the love I have for you.

...
Anyhow, after writing all that sappy stuff I tried to decide what to do with it. You see.. Naomi is my child who decided years ago never to talk to me again. She was raised by her father and his girlfriend, doesn't know me hardly at all, and apparently believed some brainwashing the barren g/f did in order to have "a child of her own." Long sad story... which I'm tired of relating.

So I was trying to decide what to do with my birthday poem. I thought about posting it here or on one of my websites just hoping someday she might find it. I thought about leaving it in my journal only just in case she might someday read that. Then I suddenly decided to send it to my oldest daughter and ask her to forward it if she had the heart to. Well, guess what - she did it! I'm so happy. Naomi may hate me, despise me, whatever... I don't know. But I do know that 24 years ago on January 14, 1981 I gave birth to her. It hurt one hell of a lot - in fact that was my most painful birth of the five. I loved her from before her birth and still to this day love her and I've never stopped. So on January 14... I feel the day belongs partly to me. The poem, to me, felt like a gift from God. It was that spontaneous. I even had a good cry over it, and usually I hate crying, but this felt good.

My Oldest Son

I had a mini-miracle experience yesterday.

I've been worried about my oldest son. He is 31. He lost his long-time room in San Francisco and called me around Sept. or Oct. to tell me he moved into the Salvation Army.

So on Thanksgiving I phoned him and discovered his cell phone was cut off. Then I emailed him through his band's website and got no response. Then on Christmas again I tried to call. No response!

So yesterday I finally got a pretty card out and wrote him a note.... sealed it and addressed it to the Salvation Army address. Guess what - a couple hours later, before I even got to the post office with my notecard, he phoned me and gave me his new phone number and address.

How cool is that? I don't know if I have a psychic connection with him or if this is God's way of telling me to take action and He will take care of the rest.

Now I need to send him what I had for his Christmas gift... won't he be surprised.. :)