No-show Westboro!

January 31, 2007 at 2:25 am | Posted in getting involved | 2 Comments

close-church-flags.jpg Woo-hoo! The chickensh*t WBC didn’t show up today! According to officers working the funeral, the WBC had a permit, but no one had seen them. His theory was that they “didn’t want any more of what they got in Beebe.” (http://www.jacksonvillepatriot.com/Pages/06-09-06/Patriot%20Guard%20outnumbers%20protesters.htm) I personally thanked the members of the patriot guard and found them to be some of the nicest ladies and gentlemen you would want to meet.cops-and-riders.jpg They were awesome. They stood at the entry way so that each car was privlidged to drive through them. entry.jpg

Here are some links of the funeral service today.http://www.todaysthv.com/news/news.aspx?storyid=40882&GID=QgsyI4YECCHtbUb4lvdrwc0MRLbJYyuhVq/rJgT0DkA%3D

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Day Two-Minnesota

January 30, 2007 at 5:20 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments

So we slept in a little, woke up, and watched some cable again as we came to a half awake state. We kept watching the TLC channel and Discovery so we could see Mythbusters, and house flipping/repairing/decorating shows. It was heaven. Then we went down for the complementary breakfast. Yummmmm….donuts, muffins, and pastries. Junk food and cable without kids trying to eat my food and begging for cartoons as they jump on the bed, and me. We had coffee, and took more to the room. Coffee good. More cable as we packed. I checked in on the family and they were having a great time! calling-home.jpgThen we headed out to a store I have never been to before, IKEA. Wow! That place was awesome! Looking at the displays gave Mrs. M and I all kinds of ideas and the prices were so good! The people in the store, customers and staff, were all so friendly. It was a fun experience. After that, we went to the mall for lunch and more shopping. Now, I don’t like malls. Mall shopping is not fun for me, but this is more like a landmark one must visit. The Mall of America is HUGE. In fact, if they think you may not have fun, you may have to visit their own fully operational police department complete with booking center and jail.untitledcop-smile.jpg It has an indoor theme park. moa2.jpgWe bought some postcards, magnets, and little toys for the kids. Eventually, we realized we had to leave. We piled into the car and pointed it towards Wisconsin. After a quick trip through downtown to see the beautiful architecture and to look at places where the divine Mrs. M and her hubby, Mr. Funny, had links to. It was beautiful. We then drove over the mighty Mississippi. This time it looked so different, I wonder why? O-Yeah! The freaking snow and ice! I have never thought of the Mississippi covered in ice! Though a quick “out the window” shot, you get the idea.icy-mississippi.jpg The ride was smooth, with a few more landmarks passed along the way. Gas stations visited, and the best darn microwaved frozen bean burrito eaten in the car, we arrived to her beautiful new home, and her wonderful family. I had a great room with all the amenities! A good night’s sleep and we would be ready for day 3.

Westboro Baptist Church

January 28, 2007 at 9:54 pm | Posted in getting involved | 9 Comments

WBC will picket Funeral of Army Sgt. 1st Class John G. Brown – at 10:15 a.m., Wed., Jan. 30 – at Agape Church, 701 Napa Valley Dr., Little Rock, Arkansas.  

They are coming to Arkansas! Can you believe this?!? These soldiers and their families haven’t been through enough?!? Now someone is gonna picket your funeral, at a church, and tell you how awful you are and that you deserved to die. I just can’t believe it! I mean, I don’t care what your personal ideas are on homosexuality, but this is so wrong! I know folks who think homosexuality is a sin, that still find this behavior offensive! I know I plan to do everything I can to show my support to all my troops and to be respectful for those who have lost their lives and limbs to do the job they agreed to do! If I at all can (I am supposed to work) I want to counter their message. According to my calender, the 30th is a Tuesday, so I will be trying to find out what day the funeral really is, but I expect these folks will be around town for a few days. I spoke to the church and they say the funeral is Tuesday at 11am. They did not know about Westboro planning on coming.I am just so freakin mad! I might actually have to yell at one of them!

This is one of the first video I ever saw of their protests, and I think it says it all. This is outside the Walter Reed Army Hospital.

http://averagegayjoe.blogspot.com/2006/04/phelps-protesting-at-walter-reed.html

Here is the spokeswoman in a speech on You Tube. Listen to this crap! She even says that the little Amish girls in PA deserved to die.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=3nBtYsg-7aE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GF1Hxs2BIt0

http://www.godhatesfags.com/main/aboutwbc.html

http://www.godhatesfags.com/fliers/pickets.html

Day One – Minnesota

January 28, 2007 at 5:19 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments

I’m back! Woo-hoo! Minnesota and Wisconsin rock! There was snow everywhere and lots of cheese!The kids seemed ok with me leaving, until I headed for the security checkpoint. Karma girl broke down and howled in protest. She was all red-faced and heartbroken. The other folks in line were even feeling for her. I got out of the line twice to try and comfort her. Finally, Mr. Karma took the kids to the car, and I proceeded into the line, feeling like the worst mom ever. I got lots of sympathetic looks as I explained it was the first time I had ever left my kids for more than a few hours. I made it through security at the airport and I left Little Rock. I flew Northwest and they were great. The staff was friendly, and the seats were comfy! I could not believe that I fit in the seats, with a little room to spare! I had been borderline needing the extended lap band the last time I flew. This time, I had room to spare. Wow! The flight went smoothly, and I spent my in between time drinking overpriced beer in the airport restaurants. I crocheted on the plane, and got some stuff done for the NOCH (shout out to Beth!). My flight arrived in Minnesota and I practically ran to the luggage carousel to meet Mrs. M. coming-in.jpgThere she was, looking stunning and the picture of health! She was a wonderful sight for sore eyes! We got the luggage and headed to the hotel. I walked out into that freezing cold air and was stunned! There was snow everywhere. We got to the hotel and I had to touch and play in the snow. We had a lovely room, and got our stuff settled in, and called our friend C’s room. She and her hubby had been up there so he could interview hospitals, and we all planned it so that we could be in the same hotel for her last night there, and my first. Those two gals are so much fun! We walked across the street and ate at a Noodle Factory. It was so yummy! We then went to a Starbucks and I got a big ol’ coffee. We then went to a liquor store and stocked up for the hotel room. We went and hung out in C’s room cause she had a suite. Her hubby was at a movie, so we had the room to ourselves. We drank, talked, and laughed. There was a Jacuzzi tub in the room and I was talking about upgrading rooms to get one with a Jacuzzi, and C told me to just hop in theirs! I was stoked! I ran up to my room, got my stuff, and then came down and soaked in a big ol’ tub of hot water and sipped a beer. That is about as close to heaven as one can get. After that, we talked more till C’s Hubby came back.3friends1edit.JPG Then the good Dr and Mrs. M got going on some hot topics, and we all had a glorious intellectual debate on just about everything!hesaid-whatedit.JPG Life was great. I love folks that can debate opposite ends of an issue and not take it personally. This is how we learn folks! Listen, learn, refine your stance, and admit it when you don’t have all the answers. The folks I admire most are the ones that admit that they don’t have all the answers. It got a little silly at one point and we all climbed into the hot tub, and the good Dr took a photo of us. Aren’t we cute? hottub2edit.JPGWe finally let them go to bed, and we went to the room, turned on some cable (neither of us have it) and eventually crashed. The bed was comfy, the pillows firm, and the day great. Who could ask for anything more?

I am going on vacation!

January 19, 2007 at 3:16 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 11 Comments

Yup, I am heading out! I have packed a bag, and printed my travel orders. I am going for fun, relaxation, and good company. I get to see my best friend’s new house, and play with my G-d Children. Where, might you ask, am I going? Wisconsin! That is right! Sunny Wisconsin. Sunny, cold Wisconsin. Sunny, colder than a polar bear’s butt Wisconsin. If that ain’t love, I don’t know what is. To really “ice” the cake (yup, more cold jokes) my dear friend C is in the city I will be flying in and out of, ST Paul! Her and her hubby went up so he could interview some hospitals. They will be on their last night, on my first night. So, we are all gonna stay in the same hotel and have some girls time! I love my friends!The Divine Mrs. M and I will be crocheting us up some baby stuff for the NOCH so I hope to come back to some photos of work the rest of you have completed.So, on top of all the other stuff I have been up to, I have been sewing till I can’t feel my own hands so that I have some warm stuff. I even made a fun little flannel skirt out of an old night gown, with a matching headband since those are apparently in. I got to wear the skirt the other day and it is super comfy! to-be-sorted-109.jpg I also made the hat and knucks (with flip tops) from an old pair of wool pants the kid’s outgrew. I used all recycled sweaters to get my new togs. I never realized how much fabric is in a size 28 top (that once was tight on me) compared to a size 16. You can get lots of stuff from one!to-be-sorted-114.jpg I mean, a hat, double thick scarf, mittens, and leg warmers. Just for good measure, I threw a purse in the mix for my Bitter Rose who is a purse fiend! Goodness! All from one sweater!Here is a blue sweater that my grandma was gonna throw out cause she doesn’t wear it anymore. to-be-sorted-120.jpgPacking is easier too! Those bigger clothes fill up a lot of space in a suitcase. I also am excited to see how well my butt fits in an airplane seat. It hasn’t always been comfortable. So, you may not hear from me for a few days, but I am sure to have photos and stories when I return! Take care, and stay warm! For those of you who know who I am visiting, feel free to send virtual hugs to me and I will hand deliver them.

A Challenge!

January 17, 2007 at 8:47 pm | Posted in getting involved | 4 Comments

OK all you crafters, I have got a challenge for you! I have been reading a new blog http://crochetknithomeschooler.blogspot.com/index.html and have found out that the Children’s Hospital in New Orleans has not had baby hats, blankets, preemie sets, donated since before Katrina. http://www.chnola.org/index.htm Now I know you folks out there can whip some hats and baby blankets in no time. If you don’t have baby yarn, I can send you some. Then if you get it to me, I will make sure it gets to the hospital, or you can send it directly to them! You all probably already know that you can get fantastic free patterns at Bev’s Country Cottage http://www.bevscountrycottage.com/ so have at it! This could be great fun! I know you all are having crochet and knit withdrawal after the holidays, so here is a way to keep the momentum. I look forward to seeing who all of you is up to the challenge!Another good site for free patternshttp://www.angelfire.com/planet/mcshelpsite/sewingstuff/freepatterns.html/#charityHere is my start at it! The bigger and brighter hats are for the toddlers at the hospital. Come on folks-let’s do it!to-be-sorted-112.jpg

The Speech

January 15, 2007 at 2:28 pm | Posted in getting involved | Leave a comment

I have a DreamPortrait of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., by Betsy G. Reyneau.  National Archives and Records Administration, Donated Collections, Record Group 200.Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God’s children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. we must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” we can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor’s lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew our of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last

Martin Luther King, Jr.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Have_a_Dream

Cool local article on Freecycle

January 13, 2007 at 6:10 pm | Posted in getting involved, recycling | 1 Comment

Ya’ll know how into Freecycle I am, so today I was thrilled to find out that there was an article in our local paper on it! I am so happy about it that I thought I would share! Maybe for those few of you who are not on a Freecycle list, will be so inspired you will go join one!Forwarded article from Arkansas Online …

Reduce, reuse, Freecycle

Online communities unite to keep unwanted items out of landfills

BY MARCIA SCHNEDLER

ARKANSAS DEMOCRAT-GAZETTE

There’s an amazing amount of give and take in Freecycle. And that’s a good thing, because it’s how the nonprofit grass-roots organization is supposed to work in Little Rock and elsewhere.Freecycle’s No. 1 mission is for its members to give away items they no longer need or want – the kinds of things that clog up closets, garages or a rented storage unit – to other members, including charities, who can use them. The primary goal is to keep stuff from being chucked into the trash and ultimately the landfills.

Members benefit from the Freecycle community because they receive things as free gifts, and because recycling helps keep down the overall cost of waste collection and disposal. The recycling process counters the buy-it-toss-it genre of consumerism, and it helps build a feeling of community. And it has plenty of participants who’d never consider hugging a tree.

America’s largest trash collector and landfill operator, Waste Management, was Freecycle’s founding corporate sponsor. The company also operates waste-to-energy plants, has converted some 500 vehicles from diesel to natural gas, and redevelops closed landfills into recreational or commercial sites. Freecycle got started in Tucson, Ariz., in mid-2003. The organization is set up to operate on local listserve sites on the Web.

Listserve groups allow members to post messages to all the other members at the same time.

Ardee-ann Eichelmann, who started the Little Rock group, heard about Freecycle from a California friend several months after it was founded. “I got started because I’m a frugal, pennypinching woman,” she says. “My favorite thing is that at one point, Little Rock had more members than New York City.” Little Rock’s group now has more than 2,500 members.

The organization now claims 3 million members in 4,000 local groups worldwide. They keep an estimated 313 tons a day out of the landfills.

Here’s how Freecycle works: Each local group is operated by a volunteer leader or leaders. They’re called moderators.

Membership is free. To find your local group, go to www. freecycle.org at the international headquarters. The site also will tell you more about the organization as a whole. Go to “US Southern,” then to “Arkansas” for a list of its 47 city and county groups. If you click “join” next to your nearest one you’ll be able to email your interest in joining. The local moderator will check that you’re a real person and not a spammer trying to gain access to the list and its addresses. You also can reach Freecycle via <a target=”_blank” href=”http://www.groups.yahoo.com/&#8221; mce_href=”http://www.groups.yahoo.com/”>www.groups.yahoo.com</a&gt;.

Once you’ve joined, you post an item or items you want to give away as an “offer.” The moderator, among other duties, keeps an eye on listings to make sure they’re appropriate (more on that later). Members who want the item respond directly to you. You decide who receives the gift. It could be a charity, the first member to respond – whatever you please.

You then contact the recipient and arrange a pickup place and time. It’s often best to keep the list of members who responded until after the item has been picked up in case the one you chose changes his mind.

The Little Rock group requires an OK from the parents of underage kids before their posts will be carried.

You also may list a “wanted” item. Any member who has it available can contact you, and you and that person set a place and time for pickup.

Once an offered item has gone to its new home, you post an “offer /taken” on the list.

Each local group may have its own dos and don’ts, such as whether or not pets or certain items may be listed. In Little Rock, for example, pets are fine (as long as they’re legal in your town and state), but members are requested not to post a “wanted” for Playstations or their parts because of past problems.

Here are some of the “dos” : The cardinal rule is that what you offer must be free, legal and appropriate for all ages. This means, for example, no pornography, alcohol, drugs (legal or otherwise), firearms or other weapons, says the headquarter’s Web site.

Be nice, be polite. Figure that the other person probably wants you to pick up the item no more than three days after you are contacted. It’s good manners to accommodate them as much as possible in terms of scheduling. And once you’ve set the time, be punctual.

Consider your safety. You do not have to allow pickups at your home or give out your telephone number. Instead, you can arrange a public meeting point such as a supermarket parking lot (unless the item is too heavy to cart there). There are any number of “nots” as well: Freecycle is not a place to just go get free stuff for nothing, and you must tell the member who posted an item if you plan to resell it. But the organization’s basic goal is to be a place to give what you have and don’t want, or receive what you need and don’t have – in order to keep things out of landfills.

It is not appropriate to ask for a diamond ring, a fur coat, a red convertible or anything else extravagant. The Little Rock group doesn’t allow requests for new cars, speed boats, houses or bags of cash, either, though offers are fine, moderators joke. In fact, the best idea is to list an “offer” before you post a “wanted,” if for no other reason than to show you’ve joined for the right reasons, they say.

Freecycle is not about bestowing items to the poor, although it’s perfectly fine if you want to give priority to nonprofit organizations, churches and the like. Also, it is not appropriate to include a sob story in a “wanted” or in a response to an offer.

Some local groups suggest you don’t post a “wanted” for the same item more than once a month.

Stick to Freecycle business. No politics, no money changing hands, no barter or trading, no personal attacks or rudeness, no religion or proselytizing, no advertising your next yard sale. And no spam – posts about a commercial product or one blanketed across the country such as game pieces from McDonald’s, links to a Web site offering free cell phones, offers for coupons or equity mortgages, and so on.

No chit-chat. Freecycle isn’t a chat room, and responses must go only to the individual listing an item or a “wanted.” If it’s a question or comment to do with Freecycle as a whole, send it to your local moderator.

No offering yourself, your children or your friends. Freecycle is not a dating service.

Don’t offer items that really do belong in the landfill, like a stuffed bear missing its head.

No posts involving pet breeding.

Freecycle is not a bulletin board for finding dentists, mechanics, advertising your businesses, services or special events.

Moderators will call it to your attention if you inadvertently make a mistake in a listing or response. The third time you err, you may be asked to leave the group.

Not everybody or every item fits with Freecycle’s approach to recycling. You will find helpful links to other organizations and sites on the international and local Web sites.

This story was published Saturday, January 13, 2007

It’s National Delurking Week

January 10, 2007 at 8:55 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 7 Comments

I saw this on http://americangirlalways.blogspot.com/index.html and it seemed like a fun thing to put up. So, all you folks out there, post something even if it is just “Hi!” and maybe even where you call home. Thanks!

If you give a mom a paint sprayer

January 8, 2007 at 4:49 am | Posted in recycling | 5 Comments

She is going to want to paint.

Then she will join Freecycle and get furniture.

When she gets the furniture she will probably have to paint it.

When she is finished, she will put it into a room.

When she sees it in the room, she will probably want to re-arrange the furniture.

When she re-arranges the furniture, she will probably realize the walls need the paint touched up. Once she starts painting, she will probably decide she wants to add a mural.to-be-sorted-098.jpgShe will probably get carried away and add every letter of the alphabet to the walls because it is her son’s favorite thing right now.to-be-sorted-093.jpg

She will make sure that the yellow part of the door really is a magnet board now.
Then she will add things to hang from walls and ceilings.to-be-sorted-091.jpg

She will finally consider it done (for now).to-be-sorted-102.jpg

Then she will realize she is sore, tired, and hasn’t blogged for a while.

She will then take photos.

She will edit photos.to-be-sorted-101.jpg

Then she will probably write a blog entry based on the book, “If You Give a Mouse A Cookie.”

She will publish the entry.

When she is done, she will be exhausted.

Then she will go to bed and think about painting.

Chances are, when she starts thinking about painting, she is going to want to paint.

And chances are, she will be stalking Freecycle for that next piece of furniture.

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