tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post6792087358290965950..comments2024-01-12T07:22:33.175-08:00Comments on The Fabulous Lorraine and Fiends: Fods, I have to go....FabulousLorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14889080113368458412noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-61898377722657313832008-11-12T18:42:00.000-08:002008-11-12T18:42:00.000-08:00Hello, I must be going,I cannot stay, I came to sa...Hello, I must be going,<BR/>I cannot stay, I came to say, I must be going.<BR/>I'm glad I came, but just the same I must be going.<BR/>La La.Dan Guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00894953005632382940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-30266633223333263932008-11-08T17:54:00.000-08:002008-11-08T17:54:00.000-08:00Dear Lys- Yep. That's me.I am drinking tea and try...Dear Lys- Yep. That's me.<BR/><BR/>I am drinking tea and trying trying <I>trying</I> to get myself together and make it to Charlies.<BR/><BR/>Problem is, I put in 20 hours of overtime in the last 3 days and today was a foot-and-other-body-parts killer.<BR/><BR/>But I must!<BR/><BR/>More tea!<BR/><BR/>Gayle, if you're reading this- I..er...neglected to charge my phone. Hopefully I'll get hold of you in a bit.Beezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03355803193314619996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-27998885306099336682008-11-08T16:31:00.000-08:002008-11-08T16:31:00.000-08:00Oh, see; I think there is always a light and I thi...Oh, see; I think there is always a light and I think it lives inside each one of us.Stacy Hurthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14590531650763481027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-43505045914996244122008-11-08T16:26:00.000-08:002008-11-08T16:26:00.000-08:00"So in the end; it's not hell at all~ it's all goo..."So in the end; it's not hell at all~ it's all good."<BR/><BR/>No.<BR/><BR/>Maybe someday you can use your own hell to make something, but it isn't good, or right, or necessary.<BR/><BR/>Depends on your hell, I suppose, but there are so many kinds that have no light.Phialahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05604909119508288912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-48709864565883083662008-11-08T16:18:00.000-08:002008-11-08T16:18:00.000-08:00Ladies; good to 'read' all that's been...Ladies; good to 'read' all that's been transpiring this day since my computer vomited this am & I ran out of time to post before my meeting. Also had an art show today so just getting back. Sitting here now in evening (eighty drgrees) wondering what the hell happened to the last several hours since rising. <BR/><BR/>I see I've completely missed the discussion of 'hell and what it means to you'. Yes; I agree you don't 'go to hell' you create it or have it visited upon you by someone elses problem & if we were all good strong women that shouldn't bother us either. So; basically it's back to being self created. I know. I do it all the time. A sad fact but true. <BR/><BR/>I don't even like to use the word 'hell' because frankly, it gives it too much power. Whatever snafu or predictable situation I've blindly and with full knowledge of; lurched headlong or wandered sidewasy into; it's most likely just presented an opportunity to show light and dark as they need to be: right next to each other. You get far better contrasts that way. And when you live an artful life be it by sewing; painting; baking; cooking, whatever... you need contrast. So in the end; it's not hell at all~<BR/>it's all good. <BR/><BR/>Now I'm going back to work and wait for my mommie to bring me the two tacos I asked her for at the art show. YummmmmmmStacy Hurthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14590531650763481027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-43480606696315470272008-11-08T16:10:00.000-08:002008-11-08T16:10:00.000-08:00Fods I am LATE!!!New post up...Fods I am LATE!!!<BR/><BR/>New post up...FabulousLorrainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14889080113368458412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-84579840683349145442008-11-08T15:01:00.000-08:002008-11-08T15:01:00.000-08:00Ah, the joy of global communication. Here, it is c...Ah, the joy of global communication. Here, it is coming up on dinner time, and I have no idea what to eat, as Nick has taken a back pill and is sleeping on the couch, so I'm in bed with the laptop (not in bed, just in bed as there's nobody snoring in this room). The dog is also in bed, but laptopless. His toes are too big and not mobile enough to type, so he has no computer. <BR/><BR/>I no longer have that song stuck in my head - it's been replaced by something else - but I refuse to name it just in case that starts it up again.<BR/><BR/>And also, I'd like to point out that aimlessly wandering the internet is NOT the same as novel-writing. Just in case anyone besides me is unclear on that point.Phialahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05604909119508288912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-10702903986816150972008-11-08T14:47:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:47:00.000-08:00Now you've given ME a headache contemplating 'hell...Now you've given ME a headache contemplating 'hell' Jess, which I guess is my karma for introducing an earworm into the thread.<BR/>Too much philosophy for so early in my morningDragonsallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13776798562258217431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-27676638306894946172008-11-08T14:37:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:37:00.000-08:00And then of course there's the question of whether...And then of course there's the question of whether or not something is hell because you've brought hell there with you. I think hell is a matter of perspective. I don't believe in a literal one-- flames and demons, and being impaled on red-hot pokers. But I do think we create hells for ourselves-- and likewise that whether we enter or escape them, or how much we suffer, or whether we survive, is a matter of our own making. <BR/><BR/>Which really doesn't account for as situation in which one person imposes their version of hell on someone else, either intentionally or accidentally. Or whether or not escape or survival in such cases are entirely up to the individual. Nor does it account for something like a serious mental illness, which isn't anyone's fault or doing, but is still a kind of hell for those persons affected by it.<BR/><BR/>Which leads me to think that hell is an awfully complicated concept, and I'm getting one hell of a headache working my brain around it. :D<BR/><BR/>How good is your good girl <I>really</I>? There's another question...Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03251196964275450121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-74401445813669964062008-11-08T14:34:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:34:00.000-08:00Rubius, that's a fairly disturbing list.Sally, no,...Rubius, that's a fairly disturbing list.<BR/><BR/>Sally, no, not until you mentioned it. NOW I have that song stuck in my head. <BR/>Thanks. :-P<BR/><BR/>I worked all day, pretty much. The down-side of owning a small business is that evenings and weekends are no longer time off (and I work long hours anyway). But at least when I work at home there can be more music and cat breaks, and taking the dog out to the mail drop with me.<BR/><BR/>Now, I must NaNo.Phialahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05604909119508288912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-69541059843449584262008-11-08T14:16:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:16:00.000-08:00With you there Rubius, the hell of finishing a (go...With you there Rubius, the hell of finishing a (good book) is up there in my list.<BR/><BR/>Anyone else now addicted to Creepy Doll after seeing The Blog Of The Boss?Dragonsallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13776798562258217431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-16960657529731246432008-11-08T14:06:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:06:00.000-08:00The hell and emptiness of coming to the end of a b...The hell and emptiness of coming to the end of a book.<BR/><BR/>I hate that one.Rubiushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12489017422221346200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-41133208063307841452008-11-08T14:03:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:03:00.000-08:00I want snow!!well... I recently read a very strang...I want snow!!<BR/><BR/>well... I recently read a very strange Piers Anthony novel that touched on that subject... but I don't wanna touch on that right now... <BR/><BR/>I think your subject question is too broad.. are you talking literally? metaphorically? is the girl willing to go to hell? is she there wanting to get out? is someone trying to get her here? is someone trying to get her out? is she just self-destructive? is her family life hell? are her relationships hell? I just 4 minutes ago finished another book about a girl who is in hell in her small town and about the hell she puts others through when they think she has done something awful to herself because of the hell of her household. The hell that is yourself. The hell that is others. The hell that is screaming and not being heard. The hell that is not being able to scream. The hell of not being able to help others to scream. The hell of anonymity. The hell that is a lack of anonymity (I bet Q's boss knows this hell). The hell of laying awake knowing your parents and all of your friends will die one day. The hell of knowing you can never express how grateful you feel to others. The hell of knowing your own faults. The hell of highschool. The hell of grade school. The hell of college. The hell of not getting into college. The hell of everyday work. The hell of finding everyday work. The hell of your apartment when you don't trust your neighbours. The hell of your apartment when it is empty after it has been full. The hell of your apartment when it is full and you just wish you could be alone for a minute. The hell that waits for those who litter and hurt animals. The hell that is the holiday shopping season. The hell of starting to sing a song in public and then forgetting the words halfway. The hell of posting a comment or poem or story and checking for reader comments again and again and again. The hell of waiting for a phone to ring or an e-mail to come in. The hell of realizing you just permanently bleached your hair and may now be referred to, accurately, as a bleached blonde.<BR/><BR/>There are a lot of hells.Rubiushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12489017422221346200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-21881287312966770622008-11-08T14:00:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:00:00.000-08:00dark, rainy and sleet occasionally here - was out ...dark, rainy and sleet occasionally here - was out doing chores all day in it, now cozied up inside and may even start a fire in the woodstove. all the talk of bread makes me want to make some, i am no baker, so i use a bread machine, which i love - otherwise it wouldn't turn out. Siri, those were lovely words, eloquently said.ivenotimehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01910607154293604022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-84641498249672416032008-11-08T13:55:00.000-08:002008-11-08T13:55:00.000-08:00Morning all.we've got a bread maker, but we haven'...Morning all.<BR/>we've got a bread maker, but we haven't used it for years - annoys the heck out of me that you make what looks like a perfectly good loaf until you try to extract the mixer thing and end up with more hole than loaf.<BR/>We've also found that you make better gluten free loafs by hand (for Pete, luckily I can have my wheat)Dragonsallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13776798562258217431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-74510851600663390252008-11-08T13:38:00.000-08:002008-11-08T13:38:00.000-08:00I am always up for talk about Good Girls Going to ...I am always up for talk about Good Girls Going to Hell, why not..<BR/><BR/>To I think if you had a harrowing day and are in need of whiskey and bed, perhaps that might be the better option....<BR/><BR/>I myself had to get up far too early today and may be napping a bit before the gig, it is dark and snowing here....FabulousLorrainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14889080113368458412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-7863157374496526982008-11-08T13:34:00.000-08:002008-11-08T13:34:00.000-08:00I sometimes let my bread dough rise in the fridge ...I sometimes let my bread dough rise in the fridge (and believe me it rises very well there too, just takes more time)...<BR/>Siri, that was lovely words of thanks.spacedlawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12462723005560128474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-18675805891071504252008-11-08T13:27:00.000-08:002008-11-08T13:27:00.000-08:00Trying to go through the day's comments there."Is ...Trying to go through the day's comments there.<BR/><BR/>"Is anyone else a moral vegetarian but addictively physical carnivore?"<BR/>Strange but I wrote a whole episode of my NaNo story yesterday based on that type of idea...<BR/>Too weird.<BR/>Anybody wants to share thoughts about good giirls going to Hell? Because that's the chapter I am supposed to be writing now. <BR/>(In truth, I am more likely to leave it to tomorrow and go to bed instead as I had a harrowing day and could do with massive dose of whisky right now)spacedlawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12462723005560128474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-88579216868726371252008-11-08T13:24:00.000-08:002008-11-08T13:24:00.000-08:00This bread talk is making me think I need to pull ...This bread talk is making me think I need to pull out that Irish soda bread recipe and make a loaf this weekend. I'm not much of a baker, but soda bread is easy.<BR/><BR/>Hope everyone's had a lovely day! Told you I'd get my weather comeuppance-- it's grey, chilly and <I>dark</I> today. Ugh. Makes me want to curl up on the sofa with a book and do nothing. Which is what I've done. :)Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03251196964275450121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-77588696700715670062008-11-08T12:57:00.000-08:002008-11-08T12:57:00.000-08:00Jeez...BEEZ!!!Of course. Dread Val--YES!!! Rice j...Jeez...BEEZ!!!<BR/><BR/>Of course. <BR/><BR/><BR/>Dread Val--YES!!! Rice just occupies space in your tummy which could be put to FAR better use filled with yellow tail, squid, octopus, ebi, saba, anago...I could go on and on...but now I'm getting really hungry.<BR/>Oh, and did I mention that I have to drive 160 miles round trip for decent raw fish?<BR/><BR/>Then again. I'm in a desert. S'pose I should just be grateful for modern aircraft and refrigeration. :)<BR/><BR/>Baking bread....never done it, but like everyone I am struck by the warmth and magic involved. Impressed by all you hearth witches!<BR/>And will happily eat anyone's excess!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-55096690740023301262008-11-08T10:01:00.000-08:002008-11-08T10:01:00.000-08:00I'm completely jealous of my Mom's KitchenAid mixe...I'm completely jealous of my Mom's KitchenAid mixer, though I haven't tried bread with it (yet). She resisted getting one for years, but eventually gave in when she found out that the Christmas cookies could be done in half the time. Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies are WAY too hard to stir by hand.<BR/><BR/>Mmmmmm meat..I love a good rare steak. This is making me hungry now!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-2695522694807395582008-11-08T09:58:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:58:00.000-08:00By the bye - Buried Things is a great CD to knead ...By the bye - Buried Things is a great CD to knead bread by. Lots of uptempo tunes, and even the ballads help!Sirihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750550597247874957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-19245576678279833262008-11-08T09:56:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:56:00.000-08:00Adding the flour is done. That includes the first...Adding the flour is done. That includes the first beating of the bread. I'm a little worried that it is too cool in the house for a good rise - I'm not used to using the furnace for warmth yet.<BR/><BR/>Quiche - how much snow did y'all get? We got very little, but I have an accumulation on the deck.Sirihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750550597247874957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-81379222371556167142008-11-08T09:19:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:19:00.000-08:00I like making bread. It's a pretty powerful eart m...I like making bread. It's a pretty powerful eart magic sort of thing. It makes me feel good. But it doesn't tend to turn out well most of the time.<BR/><BR/>Morning Fiends....Too tired to think yet, more tea...FabulousLorrainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14889080113368458412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610763.post-39282078392420498312008-11-08T09:16:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:16:00.000-08:00Appliances with hooks frighten me just a little - ...Appliances with hooks frighten me just a little - the family didn't call me Grace for nothing!Sirihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750550597247874957noreply@blogger.com