I almost went back to firefox, as I imagine a lot of people did. I was scouring the web for solutions to the fact that Chrome was slow as it could get… Finally somebody mentioned something I didn’t understand about proxy settings, so I went into my System/Network/Proxies in the advanced section, on my Mac… and I unchecked the only thing that was checked, something about using FTP something… and lo and behold, it worked!! So now I can keep using Chrome, which is the coolest browser so far, except firefox has a couple real useful plugins, but i can always go back and use firefox if i ever need to debug a web page for example… I”m a happy camper…

Well, guess I’ll make my annual post now hope everyone had a good Christmas, hubby got an electric guitar and amp, and i got a bed, a sealy posturepedic that’s hard as a rock, it was just delivered today and i hurt my back while setting it up so i won’t know tonight if my back would have felt better in the morning… i imagine i’ll find out sooner or later if the bed is good for my back or not. i researched beds for like 2 months incessantly because i didn’t want to make anymore costly mistakes, and even tho it was educational, and made me choose a hard bed, tho i’m a soft bed person, i don’t think anything but time will tell if i have made another costly mistake or not… but hubby is being very good about it and says that we can get a waveless waterbed later if this one doesn’t work out… plus i do have the 2 month comfort exchange from sleep country, so we could always try a different bed… anyway, it was a good year, but my dog got diabetes, which is very sad as she hates the needles, and we were pretty broke this year, but on the good side of things, i quit smoking six months ago, so no need for a new years resolution because i am now perfect so thanks for listening, i’m off to have a hot turkey sandwich with hubby!

I am to mention six quirky, yet boring facts about myself and then tag 6 other bloggers, this is all geriatric nurse’s fault

1. I just went to the hairdresser yesterday and had my black hair streaked GRAY, she thought I had gone mad, and said i would look so old and bad lol, i said i wanted to look distinguished and urbane

2. I think smoking cigarettes is heavenly, yes I’m an addict, a complete junky

3. I recently stopped shaving my legs, trying to get back to my french roots

4. my makeup is tattoo’d on

5. I’m old and fat and still think i’m gorgeous

6. I can clap with one hand.

That wifey test actually made me feel bad. I mean I know i’m not the ‘classic’ wife, but i do consider myself a catch because i’m so kind and smart and stuff. Though I WISH I could cook. My husband does the cooking, not the way a woman would, mostly when we are desperately hungry or when he feels like it. Anyway, it’s so heavenly when my husband cooks, i mean he makes me feel like i’m home, and loved and taken care of, all in one fell swoop… aaaah the smells. the tastes… I wish I had that power. to make him feel so good. I call him my food angel. that’s MY man!!

Sometimes I sit here to write with just a feeling that I want to talk about something. I’m like that in real life too, I want to talk when my husband comes and sits next to me on the couch, but the words are stuck in my throat. I actually have a literal feeling of them being stuck there, i can feel something just above my thyroid. Talk about psychosomatic. I’m a totally psychosomatic person, my thoughts and feelings always affect my body in some bad way. Not that it doesn’t work the other way around too. Good feelings, like sacred in the secret place with God, can make my body feel blissful and heavenly. I just think anxiety is closer to the top and gets more air time. But someday, God will have me full time in the sacred place, and I will know heaven on earth.

we are so flat out desperate broke, we have no money for food or gas for the car, we have nothing left to eat, and can’t go anywhere, stuck at home, starving, with nobody to help us.. a friend of mine was going to send me money, she begged me about 250 times to take the money, then of course she didn’t send any money and i never heard from her again… i don’t know why i caved and said yes she could help me, because knowing people the way i do, i should have known it would terminate the friendship.. it’s not that i’m angry at her for not giving me money, i’m angry at her for ditching me because HER shame afterwards.. i loathe paying for other peoples’ mistakes, it seems i’m doing it all the time. i also made the mistake of saying yes, after the hundred and hundredth time she asked me to take the money.. i will never expect a friend to be true again. at least not an online friend, no accountibility

Can anybody tell me if they are getting errors when they try to comment to my site? i know i am, and tink complained about it before, on a different theme… please if you could keep me informed on how bad things are out there lol Thanks so much for anybody that can help me… cheers!

the sun’s coming out after a day of rain. it’s nice because it’s too late in the day to get hot, but it makes the world look cheery after the cleansing rain. Milo the pug just stopped by the window for a visit, my chihuahua barked at him the whole time, vibrating and growling, she’s soooo jealous that I might look at another dog lol.. reminds me of some old boyfriends. oh no! i just realized.. my dog’s co-dependent!! lol

I’m watching a tv show on the more spiritual tv channel, and it’s about exorcism. There’s a Catholic priest saying he’s done 65,000, but he also said that it takes many years to free someone from the devil, which i found surprising. That’s not what horror movies lead you to believe. The priest said sometimes it takes 15 years. strange.

I’ve had experiences that I thought were the devil at first, because I was raised Catholic and had that sort of sensibility. Now I don’t think the devil and demons can attack people that way, otherwise probably everybody would be attacked. I’m not sure what was going on in the Bible, what with all the possessed people wandering around.. but it was probably the same thing that goes on now when people think they are possessed.. dissociative identity disorder, schizophrenia, some sort of mental fragmenting where the pieces that break off appear to be not part of you anymore, but still in you. these could easily be called demons, or in fact be taken advantage of by real demons. who knows..

I’m not saying a negative spiritual world doesn’t exist, i just don’t think they have much power over us, except to perhaps lie, like the serpent in the garden. we all know that bad beliefs can lead us to hell in a rail cart, but we also know the truth will set us free.

I love photography, in my own little way. I get a wee rush everytime i push the shutter release, and excitedly look at the LCD screen after to see if the picture has a certain something. The difference between the GRD and the GRD II is not much, but I can’t help wanting that EXTRA certain something that the GRD has. but I’m hesitant to spend the money, because i might be disappointed. tho that’s kind of a losery perspective. i should hope for the best and try. for my certain something.

well i’ve spent the day listening to so many Christian preaching podcasts that i had to stop because i couldn’t take in one poot more information. It’s amazing how I love to immerse myself in God’s Word, but have trouble reading the Bible. The Bible used to scare me so badly! It’s ok, now, but I’m still a little nervous about picking it up, frightened of what i might find. I always think the scary scriptures are talking about ME. It’s really a lack of understanding that keeps me in fear, but I need God to heal the fears Himself, because I can’t help misinterpreting scriptures. aaaah I will read the Bible more someday, God told me to, and I can’t disobey!

well i’m all doped up on ativan because i had to go to the dentist. I used to be so scared of the dentist i would pace the floor filled with fear. plotting how i could get all my teeth pulled and get dentures. but God healed me of that fear, and now, as long as there’s no huge pain, i fall asleep in the dentist’s chair. prolly snoring all the way, mouth open, drooling down the side of my cheek. dental workers are really good at not mentioning your unbecoming positions. I love ativan.

aaaah it’s raining today, so i have all the windows wide open with cool fresh air blowing in. God is smiling on me and my broken air conditioner predicament. Though if we don’t get money in the next couple days, it’s supposed to be a scorcher thursday and friday.

My husband was talking to his mom on the phone, and he said that he feels our hardships are bringing he and i closer. I thought that was so sweet it made my heart squinch. Sometimes my husband has a childlike way of finding the bright side, and it’s always such a pleasant surprise when he does.

I’m having a good day all around, my body is pretty much pain free, well sorta.. and i can almost see the rainbow color of the breeze blowing in my hair. it’s good.

Well I’ve got a rather boring theme, that I made myself with at this Wordpress Theme Generator place. I guess I don’t mind it, because IT WORKS for one thing, i don’t have text up beside an image, and my gallery works and looks good. One thing I will not do is succumb to the temptation of PAYING to get a blog template made, they do a crappy job, and you have to choose the artwork anyway, and charge you hundreds of dollars before and after you get hacked.. I think i have complained about such things before haha.

My husband is baking bread, who knew we had the ingredients, we certainly don’t have any OTHER food around here. I can hardly wait for the smell. I’m going to eat the whole loaf while it’s hot out of the oven, mmm mmm

and I’m still up… i have been working on templates for this blog all night. It seems I’m never satisfied. I’m sure that if I found the perfect blog template, i would get bored with it anyway. Besides, the ever searching gives me something to do.. like the quest for the holy grail… well sorta. I have a headache now, but I’m wide awake in spite of taking enuff pills to drop a horse. but i don’t like being out of bed when i can’t afford cigarettes, i just like to sleep those days away, and that makes not being tired all the more poignant.

I’ve been listening to podcasts by creflo dollar, all about the covenant of God. That God is BOUND by His covenant to bless us, increase us, multiply us. I mean isn’t that an astounding way of seeing it, instead of begging God if it’s His will, He WILL help us when we pray, because He has to! No wonder they call the gospel ‘the good news’