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Welcome to Ari-Wood. Step right up and see the sights. To your left, you will see the delicate fragility of fairy land. On the right, watch out for the fiery dragons. For your safety, we recommend you stay on the path and don't stray into the netherworlds of risk and chance. Alternatively, perhaps you like the benefits that go along with taking that chance..........
All rights to the poetry and stories in Ari-Wood
belong exclusively to the author.
That which is not mine,
That which is not good,
That which is not altruistic....
Is requested to leave.
The stories and poems encased in this crystal blog are written from my own imagination and in no way are intended to be viewed as written to any specific person unless I specifically state that it is.
My heart is a book which you leaf through as simply as the pages of this blog..
Antiqued an worn
The words bleed
From a hidden place
Deep within my chapters
Where only one can see
And whispering spirits tarry
Frayed are my edges
Yet my gliding
Remains beautiful
Not a mere ornament
But a testament to the tooling
Which has geared my life
Sown tightly is my binding
I have weathered the years
I shine with wisdom an character
Like no other book
Yet my cover bares the marks
Of ordinary use
Turn my pages lightly
And you shall read
My hued memories
Of dreams and dreaminess
Of times and timelessness
Of lives and liveliness
Upon my inner pages
Are scribbled
Achromatic dreams
My love
My hopes
My life
You are such a treasured book
All my love, Sister of my heart
(Written by a special sister of my heart...MsAlchemy2...a special gift...I wanted to share.)
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| Fate |
Jul 16, 2007 10:20 pm
875 Views | As the wind insanely beckons,
Hear the tolling of the seconds
Pulsating in broken heartbeats
Swirling over empty chair seats
With debris you’ll shape his whiskers
Punctuate with taunting whispers.
Grandeur reeking with decay
You’ll find no white knight today;
His bones laid to rest beneath
Hungry hordes of anger’s teeth
Bathed in rage’s sullen light
Feel the battle waged tonight.
Hold me closer; lend your strength
Consecrate my trembling length
Fragile hand clasped in cold bones,
As the blade he finely hones
Skeletal her dreams reside
In secret places deep inside
The pedestal you’ve broken wide
Thus you ensure she has died.
Take another drag, my dear
Inhale across the taste of fear
Hidden in her frightened eyes;
Find the mystery, the prize;
Scared to face reality
Within the shadows she will see
The glow of hungry enmity
Within the pain she would not flee
If restitution can be made
For your part in this masquerade
It should indeed be your crusade
Before the truth again should fade
Harbor close the dragon’s flame
You flung about her form in shame
Life’s carnival; that you should dare
To heal the heart you chose to tear
Afraid to pay the debt you bear
Fate’s true price; the love you share | |
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| Marriages |
Jul 15, 2007 4:54 pm
813 Views | I was talking to a friend the other day, about what marriage is and what it isn't...about what makes a good marriage and what makes a marriage not work well. It was an interesting conversation and perhaps it clarified some of my own thoughts. I'm always re-evaluating those thoughts to determine how I need to change my own path.
So, what is marriage? Really, it is a blending of two people's lives. Hopefully you've chosen to be together because each of you brings something wonderful, something living and growing to the relationship. Of course, we all know that's not always true. I got married to escape my home life. Some couples get married because of a pregnancy or an arrangement. The reasons are innumerable.
What do we expect from a marriage? Sometimes I see couples who seem to think that, since they've gotten married, life is always going to be wonderful. I've met this person who makes me feel really good...and she/he always will. That's impractical and unrealistic. Do we always get along with anyone in our worlds? Of course not. Life is not meant to be as simple as that...and people are certainly not the exception. It is difficult enough to get along with ourselves on a daily basis, let alone anyone else.
So...what makes a marriage good; how does it start out...and what can we do to make it the best possible marriage?
First, we have to enter each new relationship with our eyes open. We have to be realistic in how we see potential partners. Yeah ok, he's great in bed, but is he selfish or giving? Does she make us happy or miserable? Does he want to own us or encourage us to be stronger? All those questions that we refuse to face realistically are at the root of how well or badly our relationship will work out.
So, he's great in bed but he has to dominate every minute of the day. Is the sex great enough to put up with that behavior every day for the rest of our lives or should we accept that he is who he is and he will never change to please us. Realistically, he can only change to please himself. Just as we can only change to please ourselves.
We tell ourselves that we changed a lot in our relationship; we gave up a lot of ourselves and we'll never do it again. Well, let's get real. We CHOSE to make those changes. Why? Perhaps we felt it made us more lovable. Perhaps it kept us from being beaten. Perhaps we simply WANTED to be that way. Who's fault is that? Can we honestly blame the partner we CHOSE to change for?
Do you think men are wiser than women? Women more loving than men? Men unemotional? Women unadventurous? Horse pucky. We cannot generalize with any sex to that extent. Some men are wise; so are some women. Some women are loving; so are some men. Not all women are loving, not all men are wise. We each are the person we are...and anyone wanting to share our lives must be willing to accept us as we are...or we are doomed to fail.
So...we decide we can't live with her controlling nature. The next person we meet is way less controlling. She's sweet, sexy, caring. She snorts when she laughs and it drives us crazy. So...what to do about it. You know what? She's probably always going to snort when she laughs. How crazy does it make you? You can't ask her to change it; you're only going to hurt her bringing it up. Choices. Each one a choice we make...what can we live with...and what can't we. Does his farting choke us out of the house? A choice we make.
And finally, we find someone who makes us thrill when we are with them. The stars shine brighter; laughter is easier; we are comforted when we hurt...and they love us. So, we marry them. Now what?
Three wonderful months go by and then one day you make a comment about him forgetting to put the toilet seat down. It's about the fifteenth time he's heard it and he's sick of it so he snaps. You have hurt feelings and cry. He feels guilty cause he snapped, but he also wants to make his point. He walks away. He doesn't understand you.
Of course he does. He knows that he hurt you, but he really didn't mean to. You know you were nagging, but you didn't mean to. Each of you were exasperated with the other. And in a few hours it is all better. Except...somewhere deep in side, you hang on to the idea that he doesn't understand you...and he wouldn't have gotten so mad at you if he loved you. And you know what? Somewhere deep inside he's feeling the same way...you wouldn't be so bent out of shape over the toilet seat if you understood him/men.
But for now...all is well.
In three years you have fifty arguments. Maybe more. Each argument eats at your confidence in yourself, in your partner's love, in your satisfaction with your relationship. More marriages are destroyed over the small issues than the big ones. You harbor those secret doubts that make you feel...less...less important, less loved, less happy. And in the harboring...you treat your partner a little less with each one as well. So now...he's feeling what you are feeling...and slowly...you begin to give up.
It truly is that easy. How do we avoid this scene?
First, we have to be realistic about our expectations. He is not a mind reader, no matter how much we wish he was. She is going to want attention when he wants to watch sports...and the more sports he watches, the more attention she will want. We each want to feel important to our partner. We each have to accept that we are not his/her whole life...we are supposed to be a key part...but not all of it.
Second, commit to the relationship fully. When we think, if it doesn't work out, we can get divorced....we are not committing, we are expecting it not to work. Commit...all the way, with all your heart. Expect it to work; expect it to be work. Nothing in life comes easy...and the greatest rewards we can gain sometimes come with the greatest compromise or sacrifice.
Third, be up front about your expectations. Don't make each other so important that you subjugate yourself. I wanted my marriage to work out so badly that I never worried much about my needs, I was always busy fulfilling his. In the end, he grew to expect that attitude from me...and I grew to resent it. Put yourself beside him; not ahead, not behind. Each of you is as important as the other. Stand up for what is important to you...and expect him/her to do the same.
Fourth, expect to work at the relationship. No two people ever blend their lives seamlessly. There will be fights; there will be tears; there will be laughter. Expect all of them...and be prepared to work through it. If you aren't much of one for talking about your feelings...work at it. Your partner needs to know what made you angry. If you feel hurt...discuss it with your partner...not in anger, not accusing...but by addressing how you felt in the situation. Let them see how you felt...without saying, "You did this." People are much more receptive when they aren't accused.
Fifth, remember what you most enjoy about getting to know one another...and keep those feelings fresh. Does she love when you hold her hand as you walk down the street? Do it...do it often...it makes her feel loved. Does he love when you make that special dinner once a week? Do it every week...it makes him feel special. Curl up on the couch together; walk together; enjoy one another.
And if you find yourself growing apart, watching television in separate rooms, one of you sleeping on the couch regularly, seeing one another less and less, having less to say to each other...talk about it. Find out why. Work at changing it. You can do it. You have to want to. That's commitment. | |
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| Harassment Blogsuit |
Jul 15, 2007 12:38 pm
Mood: Full of shit, 1192 Views | I am in the process of filing a blogsuit against Mr. Howte. I think we need to have a bludge and a dozen bloggors...as well as witnesses for each side; so those of you who know one of us should volunteer to assist.
Mr. Howte, in a calculated manner, advertised promoting blogstitution; requesting that innocent women meet him at his local post office and hang out waiting for their turn... Upon being corrected for his indiscriminate proposition, Mr. Howte then proceeded to clarify that he would be taking and distributing pictures to his local gossip; an act tantamount to blogmail.
For further information, see Oh my god it's Sunday already............help.
It is your civic duty to protect your local bloggyverse...and an honor to be selected. Please volunteer to serve. We have to wipe this kind of blogabuse out of existence. | |
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| Something Strange |
Jul 15, 2007 12:09 pm
Mood: Shocked, 926 Views | Something weird happened to me today. I don't know if anyone can explain it...or has been through the same thing.
I was talking to Kelly on the phone. We do that from time to time...lol... And since I was feeling particularly sticky from the heat, I decided to run a bath. So I did. And then I climbed in. Cause I needed to de-stinkify myself. The water was a little too warm for the weather so I turned the hot down and the cold up. And then I put my hand under the faucet to test it.
It felt really funny...like a mild electrical current running through my hand and up the lower part of my arm. I pulled my hand out, shook it, looked it over...nope...nothing wrong. I did it again. The current felt stronger this time.
I started describing it to Kelly...even when I touched the knobs or the faucet it was sending this current up my arm...in small pulses like your heartbeat, but they were so intense I could see the small veins in my hand distending.
Finally, I decided to get out and forget the bath. I don't need any bath that bad.
I had my ex look it over, but he's not getting that sensation when the water runs over his hand so he says I'm just imagining it. I'm seriously not. It was a semi painful experience.
And quite frankly...if you can't find anything wrong with the tub, I don't need to use it so much. I can go a long time without a bath. My co-workers may need clothespins for their noses. My neighbors may file complaints with the sanitation department. But I'm not climbing back in that tub until I know what happened.
Any ideas? | |
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| Remedies |
Jul 14, 2007 11:37 pm
Mood: Sleepy, 890 Views | I have a sore throat. I was hoping someone could share a great remedy for it with me.
You tell me yours...I'll tell you mine. lol...well, actually, my favorite remedy for a sore throat is ice cream with chocolate syrup...which I just had...so...I guess I'm back to bed.
Night all. | |
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| Now Hiring |
Jul 14, 2007 5:58 pm
821 Views | I need a masseuse....please, someone volunteer. I'm really desperate. Oh help....
It's been a very long three days. I can't take time off, cause I'm tied up with turnaround, but I did manage to take most of Thursday off to run to Pocatello. After a hot, sweaty, very expensive day, I got home with two huge bird cages, two garage doors, a retractable screen door, all the guttering, two attic fans, some new clothes, and animal food...and I don't even know what all else. What I do know is that I spent somewhere around $1,500...which was way more than I planned on.
I got home, went on line to work and got all my turnaround costing taken care of.
Friday was also hotter than Hades. Holy crows, if this is July...I don't want to be here in August. We managed to install one garage door, find out a part was broken on the retractable screen (gotta love Home Depot and their open packages), work on my routing, do a bit of schoolwork (a very small bit), modify my costing reports, contact the turnaround manager to determine why he'd changed his costs...and send the reports out. My boss came by to pick up some household stuff for his house. It's kind of neat that I can do that.
Both days, I went to bed way early....and way exhausted. I've been just whipped.
Today started off hot, but soon we had lots of cloud cover. It didn't cool a thing down, just made it hot and humid. Ick. I'm dying here. I've drunk so much lemonade, my face is in a permanent pucker. Oh yeah...it's permanently red, so now it's in a permanent red pucker. Did my costing early on, came home and worked some more on the garage door. We figured out an alternative to the damaged part on the retractable screen and got that installed, built the two cages, persuaded my birds to actually get on them, rearranged the furniture and plants in my living room, went to the hardware store and bought a rototiller and a small cart that my lawn mower can tow when I need to do weeding or mulching, figured out a plan to set up a compost heap behind the back fence...and now it's time to cook dinner and study.
My back is killing me. My hips hurt like heck. My eyes are gritty and tired. My mind says, "Shoot me...just shoot me in the butt with a bazooka...PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Oh yeah...and did I forget to say I'm now officially POOOR!!!!!!
And I desperately need a massage. I'm making ravioli for dinner....and it's not canned. There could be a trade off here....come on...just volunteer to assist your local fairy....lol...even if she's not local.... | |
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| Using a Router |
Jul 13, 2007 12:12 pm
Mood: puzzled, 895 Views | Ok, this is a technical question for the guys...since guys don't get many guy blogs...lol..
I'm learning how to run a router...on a router table. I'm making the molding for my house. I want all the molding consistent throughout the house and it's a whole bunch cheaper to make it myself than to buy it. So, I've picked the router bit I want, it's a roman ogee with a bead. It really makes a pretty trim for the house.
Here's the problem. I'm using pine 2x4 boards for the molding. When I cut the pattern into the 2x4, it comes out just beautiful. When I cut the 2x4 down to the width I want, about 3/4", the routing comes out jerky and sloppy. I can't seem to control the board the same way. Does it work as well to cut the pattern first and then sliver the board, or am I doing something wrong? How do I better control the smaller board so that I can continue to get the same beautiful pattern each time I cut it?
Help guys...it's a serious question. | |
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| Suck a Duck |
Jul 12, 2007 6:47 am
Mood: laughing, 929 Views | So...I had to do a bit of training at work yesterday; teaching the people responsible for turnaround projects how to dig deeper into their costs so they can adequately manage them. They are all pretty much computer savvy...and I prepared a pretty comprehensive guide complete with screen dumps to show them exactly where to go and what to do when they get there...I mean in SAP...lol....I think.
Anyway, the training was going pretty quick. These guys know the program, but they forget how to get where they need to go, so it's more a refresher...and training for those who are new to turnaround costing. It takes FOREVER to download the report we work from, but once we got is on-screen, we were going pretty quick. Then someone asked a question and I had to back up. But...I hit the back arrow twice and accidentally bounced right out of the report. I was a bit shocked and disgruntled with myself and never thought twice before I said, "Oh, suck a duck."
Of course, the room roared with all their laughter...and the only female in the room went bright red at her stupidity. Now, the guys promised me that "what happens in costing, stays in costing", but we all knew they were lying through their teeth. And so...the training went on.
After awhile, I asked them what portions of the costing summary they wanted to see each day at the meeting. The report is 6 pages long and probably four of them are not necessary on a regular basis.
One of the guys looked at the report and stopped on the graph. He said, "Ari, we're guys. We like lots of pictures."
Now...can you imagine what went through my mind at that moment? I simply responded, "Yes, I know; but I'm not allowed to print those at the company." Of course, the men started laughing and he was smiling as he said..."Oh, suck a duck."
I can't go back to work. My face is permanently red..... | |
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| Oh...You Did It Again |
Jul 11, 2007 11:32 pm
Mood: Batty, 819 Views | Didn't I warn you...just three minutes ago...not to call me a hooker?? And here you go again. Braver men than you have fallen at my merciless feet. So...what shall I discuss next?
I was a bit focused on Kelly tonight. I'm not sure why. But, I called the Bat Cave to find out if everything was ok. Imagine my surprise, particularly since it was 10:30...when the old bat answered the phone. Well, she did.
So...we had a nice long visit. Which resulted in my last post. I thought I had taught Kelly a lesson about calling me naughty names...but you know how it is....you can't teach an old bat new tricks....
Anyway....now that Kelly is crying with tears of laughter...are y'all confused yet? I'll let it go.....for the next two minutes.
Have a great night, Kelly...and may the batphone ring again soon.
Ciao. | |
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| A Moment of Silence |
Jul 11, 2007 11:24 pm
Mood: Giggling, 715 Views | By the way...whenever you call me a hooker, I'm going to tell another story about you...ok, Kel?
I'd just like everyone to observe a moment of silence on Monday at 4:44 p.m. MST, when Kelly takes her scheduled crap. We have to encourage world peace and silence for the duration.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
And by the way, Kelly said all she wants for Christmas is "World Peace". Thanks, Miss America. | |
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