Friday, December 14, 2007

Blogging Day, Blogging Day, Blogging All the Way

It's Christmas season. We're all busy. I still have my cards to get out and I need to squeeze in a workout today and get ready for another Christmas party tonight blah-blah-blah. We all know how it is, so I figured I'd do everyone a favor and keep this post, if not so sweet, at least short and simple.

As I was cleaning off my desk yesterday -- translation: As I was moving stacks of paper and notebooks from one side of the desk to the other -- I came across a slip of paper on which I'd scribbled the following words:

Every character is on their own journey. Where those journeys intersect is your story.

It's seems a wise two sentences. I'd happily take credit for writing it, but that wouldn't be right, since I didn't. I don't know who wrote it. I don't even remember where I copied it from. But no matter. I pinned the scrap of paper up on my bulletin board, where chances are good it will stay for at least several months, until I decide to rearrange piles of paper in my office again.

In the meantime, I think I'll reflect on the zen of these words, and hope for today they have strong enough meaning to some of the rest of you to open up a discussion.
Feel free to start. You. Yes you. Go ahead and open the discussion...ha!

29 comments:

Danita Cahill said...

Just wanted to add a thank you to Eli for welcoming us all into her home. I had a great time last night. Good food, good company, some fun gift swiping to tide the sinister side of me over until I go to another white elephant gift/bunko party tonight.

Alice Sharpe said...

It occurs to me that as I am on deadline and thus sitting here every single day either writing or hitting my head with the keyboard, that this blog has become a water cooler of sorts, you know, where you get up and stretch your cyber legs and chat with the friend in the next cubicle (none of those things have I actually ever done, mind you, but I watch enough TV to know all about it.)

Anyway, after Feb., when I meet my second deadline and get a life back, I will not be the first person blogging all the time because I will have other things to do. Fascinating things. Fun things.

Oh, who am I trying to kid? Work is fun.

Okay, enough about me, Danita, your Zen like words are deep and meaningful and oh so true. As is your moving piles of paper. And Eli's fabulous hosting skills (she puts everyone at ease -- that's a talent.)

Have fun at your bunko party!!!

Karen Duvall said...

I'm skipping holiday parties this year because I don't want to get anyone else sick. Dang it all. I've missed two this week, and there are 2 more next week.

I have no writing words of wisdom to share today as my brain continues to leak out of my head. Alice, I watched America's Next Top Model for you on Wednesday night. It was down to my 2 favorites, and Saleesha(sp) won! She killed it with her fierce runway walk.

Okay, now I'm off to stand in line at the post office.

Paty Jager said...

Made it home. The pass was dry and a breeze! I've been catching up on e-mail and with the dh gone tonight hoping to catch up on some writing.

I like your phrase, Danita. I'll think about it as I write tonight!

Danita Cahill said...

I've never worked in an actual cubicle either, Alice. In the newsroom we each had our own desk, but there were no walls to separate us so we could all keep in close touch to hit daily deadline as a team. The newsroom was a bustling, exciting place, but noisy -- phones jangling, people talking, police scanners squawking. I sometimes had to stick in earplugs so I could get my stories finished on time (I'm not a work-through-a-lot-of-noise sort of person). Anyway, what was my point of this story? Heck if I can remember...

As for your exciting life after February -- dang it, we're going to miss your chipper posts being the first ones up. You are our queen, as I've told you before.

Thanks for the well wishes on the zen paper moving and the game of Bunko. I ran out of ice cream candles, so am taking a Christmas ornament and a tin bird for my white ele gift. I figure every household should own a tin bird. Except for mine, of course, which is why I'm giving it away tonight.

Back to the candle ice cream cone, Alice, I think it would be fine for your granddaughter. I had a few candles as a preteen -- they were hippie-type designs, sand candles (remember those?) that sort of thing, but I thought they were way too cool to ever want to melt them. Just tell your gd that the candle is for decoration only, not for burning. I think she'd be groovy with that. Can you dig me, man? Cool, daddio. Sorry, sand candle flashback...Ha!

Danita Cahill said...

Hope you had a jolly good time standing in line at the post office, Karen. I figure if anyone got crotchedy or pushy, you could just sneeze in their face and infect them with your rhino virus. Ha-ha, take that sort of a thing. Hope it didn't resort to a shoving/sneezing scene though, for your sake.

As for parties, I'm guessing you'll be up to attending the two next week. How does that saying go? An untreated cold lasts seven days, if you treat it, it only lasts a week. Yeah, that's it.

Danita Cahill said...

Paty, glad you made it home without snow or incident. I enjoyed your company last night and this morning. Yours last night too, Alice. It makes the drive to and from Salem so much more fun with two of you spouting sentimental stories one after another to make me cry.

My DH ran to town to finish shopping, for me, I do believe. Hope your DH finds what he's looking for at the sale, Paty, and at bargain basement prices too. And may your writing fingers have wings tonight while he is away!

Alice Sharpe said...

Okay, Danita, if you're going around wishing winged fingers, splash some of the action my way, too. Um, please?

Danita Cahill said...

In the name of my father, your mother and the holy goat, please send some muse water to alight upon the talented fingers of Alice Sharpe, so she may type as though she is being chased by a herd of hungry organic chickens.

Will that work Alice?

(And for anyone easily offended by blasphemy, please note the above was written only in the spirit of fun and giggles, not meant in any sort of disrespectful manner. Thank you for your patience and understanding).

Alice Sharpe said...

Danita, LOL, and thanks for having a herd of hungry organic chickens chasing me and not a flock of randy holy goats. Ack!

Danita Cahill said...

Oh Alice, I'm afraid you just painted a visual I didn't want to see...ha!

Danita Cahill said...

Is there anyone else out there in need of a blessing for quick fingers? I will be available to spread the cheer throughout the weekend. Just send me a hey.

Elisabeth Naughton said...

In the name of my father, your mother and the holy goat, please send some muse water to alight upon the talented fingers of Alice Sharpe, so she may type as though she is being chased by a herd of hungry organic chickens.

I dunno...I'm highly offended by this. ;)

I'd actually like to see the herd of hungry organic chickens chase Alice through the tulips.

Elisabeth Naughton said...

Alice, I liken the whole cyber stretching and hanging out the virtual water cooler what we're doing on IM. Complete with bitching and moaning. It's just liek the real thing. ;)

And must I say...fabulous hosting skills????? WOOOOW. I suppose everyone has to be fabulous at something.

*grin*

Elisabeth Naughton said...

Danita, I like your zen words. So very true. If I had a bulletin board, I would put it up. Since I don't, it'll get lost in my desk. So I will add a zen thought from my new "An Insult A Day" Calendar. (Yes, I'm peeking into 2008 for this:

"I love the male body. It's better designed than the male mind."
--writer Andrea Newman.

Now there...go talk about that amongst yourselves.

Paty Jager said...

ROFL!!!

Genene said...

Hey, Danita!

Love your zen words. Also your holy goats blessing. However, please don't send them my way. I think I'll just have to stumble along without them.

I did work in a cubicle for many years. There was no water cooler -- just a water fountain with city water waaaay down the hall that I didn't want to drink. On the other hand, I don't know what the folks on TV talk about with their cubicle neighbor. Probably something more exciting than what I saw. Though we did sometimes hear some interesting things ... not as fascinating and fun as your life will be in February, of course!

Danita Cahill said...

Glad you weren't really offended by the holy goat blessing, Eli. Someone like say, my grandma would tend to hate it, even in the humor in which it was intended. Heck, we used to get in trouble from her as children for saying "Gosh!" because in her eyes, it was just another form of the Lord's name in vain....Huh?

As far as the chickens forcing Alice to stomp through the tulips, I'd like to witness that also, but we'd have to wait till spring. So how about if they force her to flee through a patch of ornamental kale? That we could likly find this time of year....ha!

Alice, you are our favorite scape goat -- excuse the bad pun.

Danita Cahill said...

Eli, an insult-a-day calendar? Did you buy this for yourself?

Danita Cahill said...

Okay Genene, no holy goat or maurading chicken blessings for you. But if you change your mind, you know how to reach me.

We missed you at the party. You weren't there to help present Paty with her ornaments and wreath, which I think she enjoyed, by the way. I had your CD of photos ready, complete with carousel horses. I also printed a proof sheet of some of my favorite shots. Hope you dont' mind too much, but I showed the sheet to our friends. It was nearly unanamous -- the oen of you with head on arm looking over back of bench got the most votes, second (and Rick's favorite) was one of the first shots I took of you in front of the brick wall (the restrooms). But we all discussed how adorable you are and we admired your beautiful hair color.

You did miss out on some good food and fun company.

Danita Cahill said...

And oh yes, Genene, at the newspaper we didn't have a water cooler either. We also had to traipse way down near the press room to drink yucky water from a drinking fountain. No one hung out there.

At the gym I just joined there is a water cooler. I do sip from it, but no one comes over to hang out with me there either. Bummer.

As for Eli and Alice's IM/water cooler idea, my computer seizes up when I try to IM, so count me out on that. You can find me hanging out at the gym cooler, waiting for someone to join me and visit. Sad, pathetic little picture, isn't it?

Alice Sharpe said...

Danita, I don't what you expect, what with sicking goats and chickens on people. No wonder you're standing alone at the water cooler!

Elisabeth Naughton said...

Ah, Danita...quick word to the wise. I wouldn't mention to people that photo of Genene was taken in front of the bathrooms outside the carousel. Have you ever been IN those bathrooms??? Ewwwwwww.

Elisabeth Naughton said...

ROFL, Danita. The priest at our church routinely says "oh my God" in his homilies. Your grandmother would keel over from a heart attack. I laughed about it to my DH the other day and he said, "He's human. Cut the guy some slack." Personally, I love it. Makes me feel less guilty for all those "OMG!'s"

Elisabeth Naughton said...

The Insult-a-Day calendar was a gift. One to supposedly "stimulate my snarky side" to get in the mood for writing. As if I need stimulation in that area.

Bwahahahahah............

Danita Cahill said...

Nope Eli, I've never been inside those bathrooms....they're attractive from the outside, as the photos prove...

Danita Cahill said...

Guess I had that one coming Alice...

By the way, the Bunko party was fun. I got the prize for second-most wins -- a pillow with a poinsettia. Seems to be my theme for parties this year. If you'll remember I wound up with the cute bird pillow that Barb brought at the chapter party. For the Bunko gift exchange I got a sack filled iwth all sorts of useful (?) items such as: a tiny personal fan, red fuzzy socks, smelly perfume and KY jelly. Woo-hoo!!!!

Danita Cahill said...

Snarky stimulation, Eli? Now I've heard everything. Ha!

Danita Cahill said...

I must be getting as bad as Alice. I keep checking the blog for a new post and none has yet appeared....