Thursday, May 21, 2009

Housekeeping (I Might Even Bake A Cake or Maybe Not)


When I was in nursing school, our anatomy teacher was a woman named Dr. Sparkman. She was also, at the time, the head of the entire nursing program at FSU. She ALSO had a PhD in music. And she was, to put it kindly, old and she looked it.

She had sparse gray hair she twisted up in a sort of bun, a false eye, and she was, well, lumpy.
But we adored that woman. She was sharp-tongued and funny. She demanded the best from us. If we complained about a test answer we'd gotten wrong with the words, "But I MEANT this..." she'd answer, "In nursing, you can kill someone by MEANING to do the right thing."

She taught us the liver, the heart, the electrical system of the body. She told us we should properly tell the people we love that we love them with all our kidneys because the kidney is the most amazing organ in the body while the heart is merely a pump.

She's the one who would stand in front of the class and say, with her fist in the air, "If you're going to sin, sin BOLDLY!"

And we would wonder what sins this old spinster had ever managed to eke out, while in our hearts we knew those sins might have indeed been quite interesting and probably bolder than we could imagine, back in the day when cars were called Horseless Carriages and she was a young thing with two good eyes and young, lithe body.

Anyway, she would often start class with the words, "Let's take care of some housekeeping," which meant she had something to say about upcoming deadlines or program-related necessary information.

Then she would ask us if we ever figured out why the shower curtain blows IN when you have the water running and none of us ever figured that out but that's another story.

So in the memory of Dr. Sparkman let me say that I have some housekeeping to deal with and here we go:
Tomorrow is the two-year anniversary of this blog, this land of blessourhearts, this little piece of cyber real estate that I own, this window into my world, my soul, my heart. And blah, blah, blah, I could go back and point out what it has come to mean to me but since I feel I'm teetering on the need to go to rehab for bloggers anyway (NO!NO!NO!) I'm not going to do that. Today, anyway. Who knows about tomorrow? I may get all weep-whipped up and tell the world how much I love my blog and the fact that it's given me a way to communicate which still, after two years, gets me out of bed in the morning and has gotten me through periods of insanity and fear and loneliness and horror and given me so much joy and well...
STOP!

Stop the madness!

Okay. Breathe in. Breathe out.

So I mentioned last week that I was thinking about having a blogiversary gathering for me, myself, and blessourhearts on the day and tomorrow is the day and I've got to be in town to sign a contract (for the bar! the bar! the bar we'll be the landlords of, not the owners of! which means someone else will be cleaning the bathrooms!) and so I thought after that I might wander over to the Black Dog for some coffee and if anyone who lives in the area wants to meet me over there we can, as I said, become over-caffeinated (sort of like I am right now) and go crazy and scream in high-pitched voices and oh hell, I have no idea.

Therefore I'm asking- anyone out there think they'd like to meet up at the Black Dog around five tomorrow afternoon so we can put faces to names and names to blogs and so forth? Because I do NOT want to sit there all by myself with my little latte, pretending to read a book while my heart falls with each passing moment because no one is showing up, not even my children.

So let me know if you'd be interested in this little gathering. Okay?

Thanks.

And remember: if you're going to sin, sin BOLDLY and please, if you happen to know why the shower curtain blows IN when the water is running, tell me because I've been pondering this question for over twenty years now and still do not know.

26 comments:

  1. when the water falls down, especially hot water, the air pressure escapes up-thus the outside air (outside of the shower curtain) comes in from below to fill the void.

    Wind is similar, it rushes to replace a void (low pressure system).

    And I can't make the coffee hour, BabyGirl is "graduating" preschool. But I'm focusing my godspot to be there so my presence WILL be felt, so sayeth the lord!

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  2. My ass (& the rest of me) will be at the Black Dog in spirit, Ms. Moon!

    Congrats and SB loves ya.

    Don't know a damn thing about why the shower curtain blows in, and I never really thought about it, but now I MUST know, damn it!

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  3. See Magnum- I knew you'd have an answer. And you can't come to the Black Dog? You're going to miss that for your child's preschool graduation? Do you know how many graduations that child is going to have in the next twelve years? Jesus.
    Well. Okay.
    And yes, your presence will be felt.

    SB- Magnum explained. And I'll raise a cup to you being there in spirit.

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  4. Excellent, Ms Moon! Congrats on two years of wonderful bloggery. I think that your blog has saved ME from insanity a few times, too.

    I have to work tomorrow until 6, but I will do my best to make it out there. I do so want to meet you and your crew!

    Sin boldly! I love it. Sounds like she was a cool old broad.

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  5. Those are the best kinds of teachers! Oh how I wish Florida were closer to Indiana and I could meet you fo realz. Hope you have a good turnout!

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  6. Have I missed this whole bar story?

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  7. Way to go on the advanced notice, Ms. Moon. You know, I mapquested it from where I am to where you are. It's a four hour drive. That's not bad. I could swing that. I could leave at lunch time. I could head out on the highway, lookin for adventure....

    I'm not scared. Well, maybe a little. Where is this Black Dog place anyway?

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  8. I wish I could, but I'm in Indiana too and I don't think that would work well for an evening visit. Have a wonderful time!

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  9. I am going to try very hard to come. I owe you a visit from way back. My kids have do some crazy stuff going on. I'll do everything to see you there.

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  10. Boris and I will be at the Black Dog as soon as I can get away from my desk tomorrow. We wouldn't miss this for the world!
    see you then,
    Love,
    Kathleen

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  11. sad that Denver is so far from you Ms Moon. Sharing coffee and conversation would be such a blessing.

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  12. you mean Friday at 5? OH, ok, yeah, I'll be there.

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  13. I'm just a little slow, "special" they call it.

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  14. Well first off happy anniversary on the blog. And sorry I have been a stranger but the little dude has been keeping me busy. I wish I could make your get together but alas it would take me a long time to get there. Hope some folks show up and you have a good time. And Dr. Sparkman sounds like a really cool teacher and person.

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  15. Happy Anniversary!

    I would love to go... not sure what will happen if I take ole Harley with me. He's a good kid, but I don't see him sitting still for latte sipping. If I can arrange for the daddy to watch him, I will be there.

    Magnum is so wrong about the shower curtain, and you DO know the answer. It's been inside you all along. Inside each one of us. The answer is: TO DRIVE US CRAZY!

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  16. I wish I could be there to get over-caffeinated with you! And then we could have beer. And talk! There would be so much to say. Sadly, I'd have to start now to be there Friday at 5, so I guess that's out. But someday soon, perhaps...

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  17. Ms. Lemon- How shall we know you? Oh hell, you'll recognize me. Just come on over and say howdy.

    Ginger- We shall miss you.

    Steph- Will do.

    Xbox- Yes. Yes you have. I tried to go back and find where I wrote about it but I can't. Mr. Moon and I were going to open a pool hall in some empty rental space we have but someone else came along who wants to do the same thing and rent the space from us. Which means -YAY!

    Ms. Trouble- If you are serious about this, email me and I'll give you my phone number to explain where the Black Dog is. Really? You'd drive four hours for coffee?

    Lora- You're probably right.
    I wish I could meet you though, and those beautiful children. And your guy, of course.

    Brother B- YES! Do it!

    Kathleen- It's a party! Boris and I can talk fake-Russian. Hooray!

    Learner- Some day, honey. Some day.

    Aunt Becky- I have no doubt.

    Magnum- Oh boy. This is exciting!

    Mr. Shife- You're excused. My god but you have a cute baby. Seriously cute.

    Ms. Fleur- I hope so! And Harley would totally be welcome, you know. This is not going to go on all night.

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  18. SJ- And? The problem with that is?
    Haha. Just kidding. We'll be thinking about you.

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  19. Happy blogiversary!
    And thanks for the encouragement, I'm contemplating some big, bold sins in the near future:)

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  20. Rachel- Hmmmm. Keep us posted.

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  21. Hey, I'm holding out for a situation that involves those promised biscuits. Just sayin'

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  22. I will be there, Ms. Moon Mama. I just didn't get enough of you today.

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  23. I'll be there! But it'll be closer to 6 than 5, since I am a working Joe.

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  24. SJ- Okay. I will make biscuits.

    Miss Maybelle and Downtown Guy- Hurray! See you there!

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