2 be Bliss, as I dance along the road to Nirvana...

hey y'all. when i went to yahoo this morning, there was an article about racism in the U.S. and how differently blacks and whites see the issue. which got me to thinking... for as many strides as colored folk have made (and continue to make) in the good ole U.S. of A., if you're one who believes that racism is dead in this country, i'd like to know what pile of sand your head rests under. i'm not talking about white folk being prejudiced against people with dark skin. people discriminate against other people all the time, for many reasons. and i'm not talking about the olden days of "whites only" signs and fear of the KKK riding down on you. i'm talking about the very real institutionalized racism that is "business as usual" in this country, usually covertly. (so okay, maybe some really aren't aware...) but something i learned when i studied Buddhism, that i recall every day: your life will tell on you. and to that end, here's an art...

hey y'all. wow, i haven't blogged since sep. 10 but it seems like months since i've been here. we bliss have been busy. school is back in session and that always brings change, change, change to the house of bliss. the biggest change is going back to a semblance of bedtime. in summer, baby bliss is allowed to stay up late. i'm a night owl by nature and i suspect she is too. except that most times i can stay up all night, get 2 or 3 hours of sleep, and hit the ground running at wake up time. baby bliss is more like my momma. even when they go to bed at a "decent hour", they prefer to laze around in bed for as long as possible the next day. i admit that i was a homebody for much of the summer but i'm not a bedhead . if i'm in bed past 9 a.m., it's cuz i was up past 6 a.m. from the night before. so any way, baby bliss and i joined a home schoolers group and we've been hanging out with them and having a high ole time. we also join...

hey y'all. school has just started and already there have been many reports on the news about incidents at the bus stops. scariest so far: an adult -- who had no business on the bus -- stood at the bus stop with the children and the parents and hopped on the bus with a bunch of middle school students. and no one said a word. i believe he rode all the way to school with them. later, it was revealed to have been a prank by a local radio station personality. supposedly, charges will be/have been pressed. um, yeah. and? .

hey y'all. technically savvy little minx that i think i am, why in heck didn't i know that a flash drive can also be used to boost hard drive performance? .

so i put the one unit together saturday night. after, i pulled stuff out of the closet so i could put the storage unit in the closet and put the stuff on it. hmph! the storage unit wouldn't hold all the stuff that needed a decent place to live. and that one unit looked very lonely too. sunday, i decided to return to target for more units. this time i fiddled around with the tape measure before i left home so i'd have a set of guidelines for my planned purchases. wouldn't y'all know that when i got to target on sunday, i still couldn't make up my mind about what to get? and the unit i'd bought the day before was no longer on sale. :o( i did buy one though. i also got one of the horizontal shoe shelf storage units. according to the measurements i'd taken, once assembled, everything would fit perfectly into the space where i needed it to go. ha! this universe is such an interesting place to live. after i put the two additional units togeth...

hey y'all. tomorrow will be our first day of school for the 2008-2009 year. i just realized i am missing a few things but nothing major. still, i don't feel like summer vacation should be over already. i know baby bliss feels the same. 'specially since she'll be in bed at 9 tonight. i told her 10 minutes ago to "get ready" for bed. that means brush teeth, wash face (and other pertinent spots), get clean jammies, and be ready to get in bed at 9 p.m. she's already given me the evil eye several times since then. as if i care. and she thinks she's slick. she came back to the living room, laid in front of her bookcase, and picked up a few books. so i'm supposed to think she really wants to read one. um yeah. i don't doubt it but i know it's a ploy to delay bedtime for as long as possible. ha! if she can squeeze a chapter or two in before lights out, she's more than welcome to read anything she owns. i told her to set her alarm ...

hey y'all. i spent some of this weekend organizing the closet in my office. it's where i store my crafts stuff and that space was just getting out of hand. shortly after we moved in, i bought two of those inexpensive sauder wood-look bookcases to go in my office. i hate the flimsy backings that go on those things. so i did the measurements and went to home depot (alone) to get a big sheet of plywood (?) cut to fit the backs of the cases. (i had no idea that they would make me buy the whole sheet, they'd cut it, and then offer me the leftovers. of course it makes perfect sense but how was i to know before i knew? mr. bliss thought i was nutty for bringing the leftovers home but i paid for it and why should i leave it there for them to re-sell or recycle? any way, if/when i get my staple gun, i can cover one or both leftover pieces and make a table top for the balcony or something similar.) so back to this weekend. one half of the closet -- or maybe that's 3/...