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In case you haven’t figured it out by now, my favorite thing of all things is serendipity.  I look for it, celebrate it, make decisions by it, worship at the altar of it (ok that’s maybe a little extreme).

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wpid-20140826_163323.jpgYesterday I sent it off my submission for the first writing contest I’ve ever participated in.  It was a great exercise and I worked for hours on it over the weekend.  I’m headed back to Edmonds, WA in October for the same writing conference I went to last year and decided this time to enter the contest.  Late last week I got an email and realized the deadline for submission was this Friday!  Eegads.  They also gave the theme which I’d somehow missed so luckily I had a good story that fit perfectly.  The theme is “Catch.”  I reworked a story I shared on the blog about a Priest, a lesbian, a fish and Mississippi.

It was fun whether I win or not and I intend to play around some more with this contest stuff. Why not?  It’s a good way to practice, sharpen skills, learn to edit and in this case realize I’ve been totally sucking at punctuation in some ways…at least consistently!   Here’s to punctuation!!!! !!! !! !!!!!

Imagine my surprise tonite when I got home and decided to channel surf and landed on this documentary on Showtime:

L Word Mississippi:  Hate the Sin

Yep, it’s all about lesbians in Mississippi.  How random, right?  I tried waking her up and dragging her out of bed phoning Max to tell her to quick turn on her TV but she must be asleep already.

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Maybe this is a sign…maybe I’m in the zeitgeist…maybe I’m just looking for validation.  ;)

The other thing on my mind that I’m obsessing about is…drumroll…getting a dog.  I can’t stop thinking about it!  It started dragging me like a magnet while I was in Sedona this weekend and has just been escalating.  I spent much of my evening yesterday searching on dogs and so far I’ve fallen completely in love with cockapoos.  I think this is my dog…well I know it is.  Here is an assortment of photos that make my heart hurt they are so cute.  Today I’ve been obsessing about names.

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I’m being smart about it though and have decided to wait until the new year, review my last year and see how this new lifestyle will fit and take a good several months to be steadily at home (or Sedona) to train a little puppy.  I haven’t had a dog since I was a child but it’s pulling on me so hard knocking at the inside of my heart that I feel like I hardly have a choice.  I’ll keep ya updated.

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Look, I even have the cockapoo owner haircut! (more or less)

This morning I started looking at my treasure map to see if there was a sign on there and lo and behold, right in the center is an artic fox.  That’s pretty close to a dog if ya ask me.  And I made it the centerpiece of my whole map!  Hmmmm…

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The weight lifting lady is the other large image and I’m lifting hard now at least 3 times a week.  My goal setting seems to have wiggled it’s way in to my subconscious and is having it’s way with me.

As I’m watching this hard to watch film in the background, I see a lesbian in a fishing boat.  I hope the judges for the contest are watching too.  ;)

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Where did this day go?  I love puttering and puttering I did today.  All day.

Took a few photos of some embellishments I made to the outside of the house this trip.  Yes I moved ADT yesterday. ;)

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  I completed a story that I’m entering in a writing contest and am putting the final touches on it to mail out tomorrow (it’s derivative from a blog post here).

I designed a business card for the blog to take with me to the writing conference in October (which is hosting the contest I’m submitting to). 

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And, fyi, I changed the domain name for this site (took me long enough) to http://www.twoinnocents.com.

Now I’m all about stretching out on my hammock for a few before popping in on the Emmy’s.

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Hope you all out there had a great Monday as well.

Oh and hoping Breaking Bad (Aaron Paul) and House of Cards clean up at the Emmy’s tonite!  Also True Detective.

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Greetings from beautiful Sedona!  It’s so incredible waking up here with long expanses of days ahead of me, cool breezes and quiet.  I never for one minute forget how fortunate I am to have the opportunity to be here like this.

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Today my big goals are:  go for a hike by Cathedral rock, make homemade sauce with the ingredients I brought up with me, finish installing the surround sound stereo I brought up, finish the laundry I’ve started and continue tweaking the story I’m entering in a writing contest.  It has to be submitted by next Saturday so I hope to have it finished today.  The problem is I write so fast and furious and pay no nevermind usually to punctuation and other writerly imperatives that I’m not sure how to polish it up.  I may need to find an editor–if anyone out there is game to take a look at my completed story, please write to me!

Thank you!

I’ve also been popping in at Websleuths occasionally lately to see what people are saying about the Arias case which, of no surprise to me, has been delayed again.  I think it will be lucky to start anytime this year.  And when I say start, I mean get it over with.  Although I surely know the ambivalence that goes with a trial like this finally being over (of course with the Death penalty that never really happens should she receive that sentence).  That’s when the real hard part starts:  when the trial ends.  That’s when the family will need the most support and get the least.  I’m very aware of that cliff for the Alexanders and where my role may be most important for them.

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I wrote something about the legal system and how far it’s gone in protecting/supporting our worst of the worst now and the heinous way it’s turned toward villifying true victims.  I remember when I was testifying and one of Cindy’s killers attorneys tried to insinuate some preposterous theory about her being involved in a drug cartel or some such nonsense.  Or maybe it’s the way they tried to describe her as a slut therefore deserving to be viciously slaughtered in the desert for money.  It was very very subtle in comparison to what we’ve seen with Travis Alexander’s reputation also slaughtered in the courtroom, but it was enough.  Enough for me to flash a look at that defense attorney like “oh you will not even go there with me” and he backed off.  I think just the question itself disgusted the jury.  But times were different then.  Now it’s become commonplace to attack the reputation of victims in court fabricated out of thin air by the mind of a sociopath.  Entire defenses are spun on these about face assaults to the innocent. “Experts” participate in these lies and are well paid.  And we, as a society, seem to think this is ok.

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Anyway, I’ll just copy and paste what I wrote on Websleuths this morning so I can be done with this line of thinking and get in to something that would actually match the memories that are true of my sister and Travis (as I understand him to have been)–like cooking,hiking, writing a funny story.

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Sometimes you also just have to tell the truth about things and put it out there, so here it is:

I think this illustrates what is so incredibly beyond frustrating and maddening about how our justice system has (d)evolved when it comes to murderers like Arias. The system promotes them continuing to abuse and debase their victims in public, falsifying completely fictional stories that villify their victims out of thin air while staining their memory to anyone who even hears it even if they don’t believe it. This has been accepted as a completely commonplace line of defense now with no one setting boundaries on it’s preposterousness.

“Expert” witnesses come out of the woodwork to support these fictional stories and testify to their “veracity” although their only source is the killer themself. Entire tales are spun creating the completely innocent victim as an unrecognizable character in their own life. Meetings are held to strategize how to spin the Truth in to something that turns the entire sordid event on it’s ear pointing to the vicious killer as “victim”. Intelligent, highly paid, educated professionals conspire in this dark dance.

And the legal system supports and condones it. All the way up to the day the vicious killer likely dies in prison of natural causes as these fights continue for decades selling fiction as fact, tarnishing someone’s innocent child/sibling/friend/parent who never had a chance to fully live their life; all in the name of winning.

Or in some cases, such as Alyce La Violette, in the name of money. Thank God the scales of Karma didn’t support her in that endeavor. But she has taken her tale of victimhood, erasing the man who’s breath was taken in his own home, on to herself now. In the name of murderer Jodi Arias.

It’s a level of insanity I feel sure our forefathers never anticipated. I don’t think they knew this level of sophisticated evil back in those simpler times either. Nature or nurture we have a new breed of venom that walks the Earth now. And we protect them like precious jewels.

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christmas in august

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Greetings from Sedona!

 

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I had a beautiful drive up this afternoon.  I mean every drive up is beautiful but today’s was particularly spectacular.  I can tell when I need to get out of the city when I start having road rage just pulling out of my carport.  As an introvert, the wide space of the open road is like visual Prozac for me.

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I hauled up a few gifts for the house including our new security system.  I call him ADT which stands for A Dangerous Thing.

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I bought this wild fella a few years ago with my friend Rob (who also got one) at an art fair and he’s been all over the place.  I had a last minute brainwave this morning, grabbed him out of my garden and threw him in the car.  He looks right at home there doesn’t he?

Funny thing is some people on Facebook thought it was real.  Um, what did they think it was?  An alligator?  ;)

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I think he’ll do the trick though because people were pretty terrified just from the photos. HA!

 

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I had one of those OMG moments this week about John getting in the chorus.  First of all, he’s doing really well right now. We spent much of the day together yesterday–lunch, Dead Poet’s Society, dinner, TV viewing (two episodes of Chopped).  He was engaged, present, conversational and an all around darling to be with.  I cherish those kinda days with him.

 

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I got to thinking about his preparation for the audition.  About how every time I asked him to sing a song  for me, I mean every. single. time. he came up with the song “Jingle Bells”.  You can here me saying just that in the video here.

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I kept saying “what is it with you and the Christmas songs?”.  He would reply “it’s my favorite song”.

Well well well, how interesting that the concert he will be rehearsing for starting Sept 24 is their Christmas concert.

 

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It sure makes ya wonder doesn’t it?  Just how much of this is illness and how much insight or premonition or foresight or some kind of communication going on that the rest of us don’t hear.

I find that absolutely fascinating and have decided I’m going to pause and pay better attention to the things that he’s so devoted to.

 

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Maybe, just maybe somewhere in there is some kind of crystal ball.

All I know is I’d be smart to be open to all the possibilities.

 

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Alfonse got his first fan letter!

Wheeee!  Thank you Pam!!  You made our day!

And we went on to have a FANTASTIC day today!  :D

 

 

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I went to a small movie theatre in my town today/this evening to see two Robin Williams movies back to back:  Good Morning Vietnam and The Birdcage.  Tomorrow Alfonse and I go to Dead Poet’s Society and if I’m still up for it I’ll see Good Will Hunting afterward.  It’s so great seeing these movies again on the big screen and of course, bittersweet.

The whole movie theatre applauded after both films–maybe more for The Birdcage.

I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who clapped after this scene which, to me, is quintessential Robin Williams.

He leaves us with the legacy that mental illness is for real, serious and claims lives.

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With that being said, Alfonse and I have a 15 minute consult tomorrow with a Naturopath I found locally who specializes in mental illness.  I’m thinking maybe she can help balance the depression that he’s been struggling with using natural approaches that augment his meds.  It’s worth an investigation.  And thankfully he’s open to it as he is most of my suggestions.  Although his depression seems much better these last couple of weeks, today he reported the worst moments being a 3 and when I talked to him later, a 1.  This is very very good.

Rest in Peace Robin Williams and thank you for all of the brilliance that keeps shining on.

And reminding us there is comedy in tragedy and tragedy in comedy.  No hard lines.

Forever young, forever in our hearts.

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