Weekly Heroes Post
I’ll be making my weekly Heroes post shortly. I am excitingly awaiting my watching the show for the second time.
I have to admit, I’m such a heroes junkie, I engulfed myself this weekend in the Heroes Marathon on G4. Season one. Nice. They are going to start airing the season two episodes starting Saturday. I’m sure they will have my regularly scheduled viewing time on Saturdays as well. Perhaps NBC won’t see me quite as frequently then. I do spend about 6 hours a week on NBC’s site catching up and refreshing. I’m a true heroes junkie…
My Neighbor
I posted two weeks ago about the very long night that we endured where I called the police in regards to the domestic dispute that was occurring. The past couple of weeks have been quite a challenge with countless bad looks and comments coming from the male in the couple. She has remained quiet and guarded in the course of this time.
Today, I walked into my bedroom and heard thumping followed by screaming. I, again, called the police. They were here more quickly today (6 minutes) than two weeks ago with a nine minute response time. Upon the officers arrival, I stepped outside and explained the situation.
The officers were here for close to two hours today. They still failed to arrest the man responsible for the screaming that came from the apartment above. However, told him that he was not to return until after she is gone at the beginning of next week.
I did venture upstairs after all was said and done and spoke with her for a short time. I wasn’t sure if she would be angry with me for calling the police. Her response was a bit surprising when she thanked me for not just standing by.
I don’t believe that people should ever be subjected to torture of any kind. I couldn’t stand by and find out some time later than permanent damage or death could have occurred.
She has planned on leaving him and her father will be here on Monday to move her back to Washington. There definitely is something good out of the situation.
Consolidating and prioritizing
I’ve begun the quest of prioritizing and consolidating my life. I’ve been far less active on-line and much more active in my life. It’s a challenge at times, as I want to do more with my family, however, their priorities are not always the same as my own.
There are many changes I want to see take place over the coming weeks and months. I want to have a much closer family unit with activities filling our time together. This, in part, is giving full effort to my relationship as an all or nothing attempt. The direction it is headed leaves me standing at a cross roads. This relationship will either be successful or it will be time to go our separate ways.
I’m enjoying the time that is spent together, which is prompting my continuance of this direction. As the days go by, I will continue to consolidate my time spent on frivolous activities and offer that time to better prioritizing.
A Question…
There are countless online communities where the creator makes millions with the advertising of the site. There are few places online where a site creator is willing to offer a portion of the profits to their users, just for participation.
Helium is one community that offers writers the ability to see a small residual income based off the page views of the articles you write. Another community that offers the same benefit is mylot: myLot User Profile. It’s a forum type community that pays you for participating on the site. It’s a great place to meet people and find friends spanning the globe.
So why don’t more online communities follow this same practice? Why not encourage your users to hang around and see what is going on and capitalize on their use of your site.
NBC Heroes, Season Two (Episode 204) With Spoilers!
What’s going to happen tomorrow? Have you thought about it, researched it or found yourself obsessing over it? I know that I have!!
I’ve watched Heroes since it first aired last year and I have to admit, I’m hooked. I watch the episodes time and time again, watching for anything I could have missed in the previous viewings.
I’ve been scouring the web for some spoilers and hints as to what is going to occur Monday, October 15.
Spoilers follow, click in the link to find out more…
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Password Protected Posts
I’ve had some people comment about my password protected posts. The general consensus is they would like to read those posts. I have no qualms with that, however, I first feel the need to explain a bit further.
There are some posts within my blog that are more personal and private. I’ve made the choice to leave those posts protected for my own benefit. The Internet is a large place, with many people seeking out information regularly. For those whom I’ve known previously and severed those ties intentionally, I don’t care for their reading of my personal and private business. The rest of the world, however, can read those posts at any time by requesting the passwords to do so via email or in a comment on this post.
I appreciate your taking the time to stop by my blog on a regular (or not) basis. I love the interaction with each of you and hope that you understand the reasoning behind my quest for a small piece of privacy.
I have strep!
It’s dreaded, horrific and quite painful. It’s probably been close to 20 years since I’ve had strep throat and I’m miserable. I can’t even begin to explain just how much of a challenge it is to swallow anything, let alone the horse pill antibiotics I was given today. Fortunately, though, I’ll be feeling much better after the antibiotics kick in and knock out the bug. Today, I fully intend on sleeping as much as humanly possible.
The Gift of Time
There have been few people in my life who have remained close to my heart through the years. One such person was my mother’s father, Pa.
Pa and I shared a very special bond; the loss of a child. In 2000 I lost my first born child to SIDS and in 2001, he lost his eldest daughter, my mother. That bond created by events in our lives left a lasting impression in my life.
I began moving on with my life, which also allowed the opportunity to live in various cities in the Western US. When the opportunity would arise for my visits home, one of the first people I would see was Pa.
Our conversations weren’t often deep. We would discuss his health, the weather, current events and my life. He was always willing to listen to what I had to say and offered much knowledge on life from the perspective of an individual who served in WWII, lived through the great depression and maintained one love in his life – no matter how many times they married and divorced through the years.
I had the opportunity a few years back to move back to my home-town, briefly. I took the option and decided I would cherish each moment. I arrived the day before having to start my first shift in that restaurant.
Prior to heading into work, I made a special stop at the nursing home where Pa resided. I found him in his electric wheel chair in the cafeteria/activity room. His sight had deteriorated greatly since the last time that I saw him, but he recognized my voice and my face as I moved closer. His eyes lit up in a way I never could have imagined.
I sat and began speaking with him about why I was there and happenings in my life. He took my hand as I was preparing to leave for work that day and with tears in his eyes thanked me for stopping by. I had never seen the man shed a tear in my life. I asked what was wrong and he began speaking about his family never visiting and believing that he was a forgotten soul.
It was about that time I began crying. This man whom I’ve loved so deeply throughout my life felt as though he meant nothing. I made a point to stop by as often as time allowed during those months. It didn’t take much time before his fall occurred, leading to his final deterioration and death.
My grandfather passed February 21, 2006. I finished my time in Evanston a few weeks later. The short time I was there offered some amazing lessons on life and living, the greatest being the gift of time.
Evaluating
There comes a time when one must sit down and evaluate their goals and desires for all aspects of their life. It’s moving close to that time for me.
I’m feeling more than frustrated with numerous things. I’m tired of being broke, affording the air I breathe seems to be most challenging at times. I’m beyond frustrated with living with a man who doesn’t seem to believe in a “get what you give” relationship. It’s all about him and his needs – at least 90% of the time. That 10% of giving certainly isn’t going far for me. I’m also tired of being grumpy. I much prefer to be in a pleasant mood and it doesn’t hurt everyone else around me, either.
Please note that this post is long and in depth.
