As the Budda quotes, "I am not one's servant. With the knowledge I have gained, I wander about in all the world, being a servant to no one. One could say, like the rain or sky does wander as no ones servant."
"It was a perfect marriage. She didn't want to and he couldn't." Spike Milligan. (click on the title...new update).
Yes, another Royal news story..but WHAT a news story. And quoting Prince Charles' favorite comedian seems oh so spot on!
Camilla (or Pondscum as I call her) and Charles announced their engagement, and the walls began tumbling down into such a farce that I find I'm quite enjoying life these days. Let's see, their announcement is first leaked to the media a few days before Charles wanted it to be. He was not TOO upset with that. Now the order of things blur they have come so fast and furious. Prince Harry is NOT delighted at the upcoming wedding, dispite what the palace reported. Windsor Chapel, where C & C were to be married, is a no go...for "commoners" would then be allowed to marry there for three years...GOD FORBID! Off Chuck and Camie go to a registry office. During this time the legalities of Charles getting married at all are tossed about by everyone, or so it seems. THEN the precious, most WONDERFUL moment comes...MUMMY (as in Queen Elizabeth) is NOT going to her son's wedding. Oh yes, we know the 'official' reason, but we also know the REAL reason, she cannot STAND Camilla.
Next we find out that NO SENIOR ROYALS will be coming to this joke of a wedding (meaning among others, Charles' siblings). Then we hear that the Queen will put on a gathering after the wedding, for family and friends. NOW it is revealed she won't allow formal TABLES for the meal, but want's only "finger food", for, it is "too early" for a "formal dinner". I wonder if there will be tables at all? GOOD GRIEF!! :) (I LUV the Queen!)
THIS IS PRICELESS! Pssst....Charles, just go off with Pondscum and give William the crown, much as he does not want it.
Now THIS is a soap opera...and I know Diana is doubled over with laughter just as I am.
Today I was tutored by a wise Professor on the particulars of a blogging template. There is so much to be learned (Professor do you hear me?) The problem I have with "learning" is that I want to simply DO the task, not to "read" how to do it. That is probably why I was so lousy in school....BORING!! Hands on Lady, that is what I am.
Anyhow, when conversing with said Professor on the templates and blogging in general, I thought of "DUMBSHIT BLOGS". I want a category titled as such and then all the dumbshit (or dumbass, whatever) blogs can be in that category.
If I'm ever able to get this category done (Professor, are you ever going to be at work on a Saturday again?), then I'll need help from others as to which blogs are to be in the DUMBSHIT category. I could probably figure out, if not immediately, very soon at least, which one's *I'D* put in said category, but if there is one thing I have learned, (and learn I did from all my selling on ebay, and what I think will sell vs what others like), is that what I think is a literary piece of work, others think is a piece of fucked up crap! Conversely, blogs that I feel were written when I must have been anywhere but planet earth, I've been told are "great".
I want this DUMBSHIT category badly! I also want to see if there is some way I can have a poll so when I blog something I can get feedback as to whether the blog deserves the above special category.
Most of the time I have so many thoughts going through my head that I know I'll never be able to write even half of what I wish, and eloquently at that.
THEN.............there is this past week, where my brain has apparently left on vacation and not informed me. Ask me to write something? Oh yea right. I can't even think to spell my name.
I'm hoping the dustbunnies clear out of my mind, and SOON!
"Every once in a while someone comes along and creates a jewel which is full of lustre. This paricular jewel show and tells, in a very simple way, what a miracle a human being is and how really beautiful life can be". ~~Virginia Satir
With all the hoopla over the engagement of Prince Charles to Camilla Parker Bowles, I just needed to bring upDiana.
Today's announcement has seen emails flying back and forth throughout the day in rapid succession. At work I had the radio on my computer set to BBC.
April 8th....a civil ceremony. She to be "Duchess of Cornwall" and "Princess Consort" when Charles becomes King. (Thank God not "Princess of Wales". I think even HE knew that was pushing it).
Most of my emails today have been from very angry people. I find I'm taking it in stride.
For me, alas, comes the struggle within. Goes something like this..
HOW COULD HE DO THIS??? And with HER??? He loves her, has always loved her. He was unfaithful to Camilla one time only, and that was with Diana.
POOR DIANA...EVERYTHING SHE SAID WAS TRUE. THIS MARRIAGE JUST SHOULDN'T BE.
"But if he had married anyone but Diana, we would have all been rooting for Charles. History will, in my opinion, show this to be a great love affair. Charles has loved Camilla for 35 years, she is his soul mate....a beautiful love story"
BUT LOOK HOW THIS PONDSCUM HURT DIANA! IF IT WEREN'T FOR HER CHARLES AND DIANA MAY HAVE BEEN HAPPY FOR LIFE!
Or not says the voice. The age difference, the neediness from both of them. They were torn apart instead of together.
HOW CAN CHARLES DO THIS WITH CAMILLA? IF HE HAS TO GET REMARRIED WHY HER??
He loves her.
CAMILLA WRECKED THE MARRIAGE, MADE IT IMPOSSIBLE FOR CHARLES TO FORGET HER, CAUSED DIANA UNBEARABLE HEARTACHE.
No denial here.
I HATE THAT WOMAN FOR ALL SHE DID TO BREAK UP THE MARRIAGE.... WHY DIDN'T HE MARRY CAMILLA IN THE FIRST PLACE AND SAVE DIANA THIS AGONY???
The real yo yo is this.....Despite all that happened, the unhappiness, divorce...still I would not wish for Charles to have married Camilla back then...why? Ah, says my jumbled mind. Because if Charles had married Camilla, I would never have known a wonderful lady named Diana. Life would have gone on, but oh how enriched my life was for having known her.
The house I live in has ghosts. This is not something new to me, a firm believer in the paranormal, and thus I feel "open" to the "afterlife". While spirits have made their presence known in this house before, they are getting nightly restless lately.
Some huge, incredible occurrence happening? No, was not like that. Subtle roamings, the ghostly spirits making their presence known. While we have ghosts I do not know of for certain (one I do know), there is also the spirits of our many cats who have died (and whose ashes we have in urns), who come and go when they feel like it, but again, this is not a "usual" routine, which brings me to this post.
Two days ago, when seeking a book I had read recently, I was near one of my dolls. (I am an avid doll collector). Now this doll is not a small, light weight doll. This doll is vinyl, 16 inches, and has been in the same position/place for a few years. She does not get moved. I reached down to pick up the book and looked to see that this doll was facing not toward the staircase leading to the main floor, but with her face against the wall. ( A 180% turn). Hmmm, I thought as I repositioned her in her usual position. I went downstairs to enquire if the person I co habitate with had moved her for some reason. Nope! He said, knowing our house, "it must have been a ghost". We who live here are so blase'.
Then last night. I awoke around 2 a.m. and could not go back to sleep. Wide awake I was, and would look over occasionally and see our cat, Tippy, sound asleep on his side of my bed. As the hours passed, I could not help but think of how deeply Tippy was sleeping (and thinking that maybe the fresh air in my room, with the window being opened for the first time in months, was making him a happy little lad in repose).
Time passed, check the clock, what? Only 15 minutes since I last looked? Oh my!
Then around 5 a.m. Tippy awoke. He did his usual stretch, walked over me (again a usual occurrence), and I thought ("his internal morning clock is consistent"). I laid there until 6 a.m. today and then got up.
Upon arising I saw the person I co habitate was also up. He asked how I had slept and I told him, going on about how surprised I was at Tippy's deep slumber. He looked at me oddly and said, " Are you sure? Tippy has been with me (in his bedroom) since at least 3. He did leave for a few minutes off and on but was mainly sleeping beside me".
"No", I replied. "I was TOTALLY awake last night. I even got up, went to my den to get a book, came back, looked at Tippy, not even moving so deep in sleep he was".
I'm totally puzzled....this is the strangest thing to happen yet. And what IS happening? How could Tippy be in two places at once? Was one a ghost? A spirit? Who was roaming our house, and how could it take the form of Tippy? Then I think, who saw the REAL Tippy? Was it I, who was awake most of the night, or my room-mate, who was awake occasionally? Was the fact that Tippy didn't move on my bed a sign that this was his physical body but his spirit was roaming?
What do the Pope, Hilary Clinton and I have in common?
THE FLU!
I am pleased to announce that I have had my head in the loo Monday night through Tuesday night. My cat, Tippy, comes to stand with me, looking so worried. Poor little guy. Anyhow, I figured at least I'm in good company. (ok, so I'm not catholic, but Hilary and I DO have something in common....BILL!) (well, I like him more). :)
