ketchup

Since I'm staying in tonight, I thought I would take a moment to drop by this blog and ketch up on what I've been up too lately.

Work....

and... more work...

oh...and work.

A good thing because usually we are slow from mid-June to mid-Sept. The only thing that drives me nuts is that people tend to wait until the last minute to bring me their work. I complain about this all the time, I know!

One thing that has me really seriously worried is my dad's health. He had a heart attack in 97 and hasn't stopped smoking. He's been having a lot of chest pains this week. Taking a lot of nitro. I sent him to the doctor Thurs and he got some new meds. But he won't stop smoking. I told him if he doesn't stop, he's not going to be here much longer. Why do people smoke when they know of it's life-taking potentials??? To those who read here and smoke take a moment to think about how horrible it's consequences can be. If you have love ones....well, if you can't stop smoking for yoursef.... stop for them...Please...as a child who's watching her parent suffer now... believe me, it's heartache.

Well, I guess that's enough for tonight..off my bandwagon.

Here today..Hopefully Tomorrow

another hectic week over and another hectic week begins...

I think half of the city's population is having a family reunion this coming weekend. The photos they're bringing in for me to restore are either torn or stuck to the glass in the frame. I'll get thru it all but its a pain in the ass to scan through broken glass.

Watched Boogey Man this weekend. Sucks Eggs! The plot is much like the Tooth Fairy movie. Whatever it's real title was. Holes in the plot. Hell, the boogey man I was afraid of couldn't stand a lit room.

Caught a really good movie on the PBS station.. Whale Rider. About a girl born to a line of chieftains in a New Zealand fishing village, thus breaking the line. Very moving movie. I recommend it.

Finished Harry Potter 6... wasn't surprised at who died...but who did it did surprise me. Can't help but wonder if they arranged it between themselves. JK isn't usually so obvious in her plot. From the first few chapters I realized who was going to die. I'm going back to the beginning and read the books. Try to figure out who RAB is. JohnS told me about a message board "Godric's Hollow" that has Harry Potter Fanatics posting theories. I think I'll have to stop by when I have more time and see if I agree with their theories. If it weren't for JohnS, I wouldn't be reading the books. He encouraged me to give them a try. I keep thinking I'll start a Harry Potter group...

Let's see what else is going on...

Our Holden Beach Trip Picture Show

Ben and my Sister Lisa...he's all for the water until it splashes his face.

He preferred building sand castles for Squarepants SpongeBob and Patrick

William loves the water...he wants to surf when he's a 'big boy.' Below I jokingly said, "Hey a Pirate ship." (The dot on the horizon). He said, "Let's get out of here, we don't have swords or a parrot bird."


At first I thought the Nephews aren't too sure about the ocean... I tried to explain it wasn't a bathtub and the foam wasn't soap...(just kidding...they were watching surfers.)

Look what I caught at the Beach

but my sister made me throw him back...

Happy Birthday R-man

Happy Birthday, Robert!

I baked you a cake.
Don't eat the candles...

and if you rearrange the candles,
it says:

Pahpy Thirbday!

Cool, huh?

Hope your day has been great.

Half past July

The flags of July are at half-mast. Can't believe the month is half over.
Have I done all I planned to do the first half of the year? Hell no.

But that's part of life.

Nip Tuck Re-runs

If you've missed the first 2 season's, now's the time to watch them. FX is broadcasting nip tuck season one on Sat nights...they're running back to back episode blocks. I think from 10 pm to 2. Season 1

I warn you though...it's not a family show. Very adult with some disturbing adult situations. I love it. But then, I never did go for the boring.

Dr. Troy is my man!

Saturn and Satin

Here's the second book cover. It's listed at Publish America.

To find it do a search for: Sherrie Parnell

Hoop De Do

Ben and William...trying to teach me how to Hoola Hoop

Indigo Sea

Indigo Sea

A distant full moon hangs low,
like a renegade snowball from winter
over an indigo sea.
I try to find its crators
in the wavy water.
Instead I find the deep colors
of your indigo eyes,
watching me like wistful sirens,
dreaming of a lost ship,
daring to sail into their waters.


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Found this painting online and it reminded me of the nights I sat on Charles's balcony, watching the moon rise over the sea.

Another Monday

Monday's come and go.

My work load has been unusually heavy. A good thing. I've had a bunch of referrals, which is a great compliment to my work. Today I'm trying to mold an image out of a crayon-covered picture. Kids! They get mad at you and draw all over your picture.

Dad's driving me crazy with his smoking. Ashes every freaking where. He used to go outside and smoke but not anymore. Now he chain smokes the whole time he's here. I use disinfectant spray and run a fan, but its no use. I still get the second hand smoke. What gets me is that he knows my sinuses can't take it. But he has no respect for my requests. Instead he'll get with other smokers and talk about how they're 2nd rate citizens and that they're persecuted for smoking.

Dad knows its not good for him. He has heart trouble and isn't suppose to smoke. Yet he won't quit. He says he can't, because he's been smoking since he was 10. Well, my great-aunt who is 70, stopped smoking cold turkey style--she's been smoking longer.

Maybe I'm selfish but I want him around as long as possible.

Shipwreck Soul

Shipwreck Soul

I do not have the strength to save you

from yourself,

nor do I possess the keys to heaven;

the free get-out-of-hell card.

I cannot give you sanctuary

from the demons within.

Once upon a soul, I gave you love

the death of my individuality...

what became of me

begot you an entity pure.

But as all love is prone to do,

you fell into a moment of truth.

The ecstasy of eternal bliss dies,

a slow meaningless death.

To keep love alive, one must stroke it,

like the fire that it is.

Left unattended it smothers to cinder.

Do you not know this?

I cannot save you, nor can I give love back

once it is gone...it is ash.

You have to find the way back

to your soul, to the heart of you.

All I can do is stand on the shore

and watch you sink or swim.

~~~~~

Sherrie

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John Waterhouse is one of my favorite artist. I love his work--it captures my soul. The painting I've posted is Miranda--The Temptest. The subject of the poem refers to Allen--my old love. I came across a letter he wrote me in 1999. I read it and threw it away. The poem above pretty much describes how I feel.

July Issue

..is up and away:

http://www.opalrose.com/magazine/July.html