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Updated: 2018-03-06T08:47:53.411-08:00


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To Kindle or not to Kindle


Notes to a friend on the Kindle and ebooks in general.

Today's Talk of the Nation was all about the e-book revolution. Tina Brown (Time, Vanity Fair and now The Daily Beast) Is starting up a new publishing company that will offer all it's books as ebooks first and foremost. She explained that the traditional time line for book development and publication is making "real" books obsolete because of the quickening pace of our culture. By the time a writer thinks of an idea, writes the book, sends it to a publisher, gets it approved and that publisher gets the book to the shelves years have passed. By that time an idea could have percolated thru the culture and become irrelevant.
Her new venture will be called Beast Books and she is going to be publishing lots of new kinds of ebooks, shorter and more like expanded magazine format (ie: the New Yorker) as well as standard length books. They will be available online quickly and for a relatively small cost.($5-$10) She mentioned that Phillip Roth has a new book coming out (applause from this fan) and she was able to read the book on one cross country flight. Her goal is to provide a similar high quality, readily available and culturally relevant product. Now I'm really excited about buying a Kindle! I do love my books and I will always have old timey books in my house.... going thru my books reminds me of how I cherished those volumes and how they changed me as a person. Infact.. I'm planning a book shelf just for books written by the Kennedy Family in my new place. ALSO: Kindle type ebooks allow for indexes and footnotes that by nature aren't available with audio books. But one has to wonder if the next generation will even care about the written word on real paper. Should we even care about that if the trade off is that the personal and cultural absorption of ideas and knowledge goes to warp speed? Are we on the verge of a "intellectual revolution" that will rival the industrial revolution in it's eventually explosive effect on our society? The consequences boggle the mind! I wish I was going to be here for another 50 years to witness it!!

Boston is Grieving


Here's is a link to the most watched Boston news station's website. From here you can watch great local coverage of the wake and funeral of Senator Ted Kennedy. I am too emotional right now to post a full blog. Maybe it's because every Kennedy funeral brings back the funeral of JFK when I was 10 years old. Those scars are opened every time another Kennedy dies.

Lesbians and Transmen. Fetish?


I am a member of an online group for transman,their allies, friends and lovers. On that site I moderate a group for transmen and lesbians. The following post is a one of my responses in a forum discussion about relationships between transmen (female to male transgenders) and lesbians. Two previous posters used the words fetish and creepy when speculating on why lesbians might be attracted to transmen.

My response from today.....
Thanks so much Sean for your well thought out reply. It gave me a chance to put my thoughts together because it s a perfect example of what I was alluding to when I posted this subject to the forum.

I must object to the use of the word fetish when talking about lesbians and transmen. Why is that word absent in discussions about gay men and transmen? Het women and transmen? I also challenge the use of the word "only". I have been active in the trans positive community for 10 years and I haven't come across anyone who seeks out transwomen or transmen exclusively for sex or LTR. I'm sure they are out there but they are not common. I must add that I would defend thier right to have consensual sex and relationships with anyone they chose to (as do you). That being said the use of the word fetish in this context and conversation is marginalizing and suggests that the desires of one group of people are suspect and that of other groups of people are not. When this word is used it is almost always targeted at a group of people by someone who is not attracted sexually to that particular group. (ex: Gay men about lesbians, Het men about queers and dykes about het men etc) We are less likely to objectify and marginalize someone we are hot for.
This line of thought leaves out one undeniable fact. Queer women are in bed with transmen because there is mutual attraction on many levels. Isn't that the great equalizer being ignored here? The transmen I have known and or loved adore women, be they lesbian, bi or st8. In addition, they don't want give up their LGBT membership cards. They still consider themselves part of the community even tho they dodge lots of "friendly fire" coming from that community.

I'd like to tell Armand and those who share his opinion of me... I have been a dyke, queer and outsider since I was a tyke in the sandbox. I have become accustomed to the greater society labeling me and my way of loving as "creepy". It's just so disturbing when the these attacks come people I still consider my allies. I'm grateful this forum gives me the opportunity to speak out.

Transmen and Friends is a site closed to non members. The general public cannot read this disscussion stream but if you would like to become a member you can go to the main page of the site to apply.

Photos of Nantasket Beach and Harbor Islands


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Memorial Day at Nantasket Beach: Rainsford Island


I had a wonderful afternoon in Hull. Nantasket Beach is 45 minutes from my house. I took Gwen (the enchanted corgi) with me and she SO enjoyed it. After walking on the beach and taking photos of the old Paragon Amusement Park buildings, honky tonk board walk and carousel I drove out to the part of Hull that projects out into Boston Harbor. It's where the fishermen and the townies live. I love standing at the very end looking across the water at the Boston sky line. I took photos of Boston light and several of the Harbor Islands. One of the islands is named after a fellow Rainsford. There's not many of us around anymore. The following quote is from the Boston Globe. August 2001.

Rainsford Island, just off Boston, was named for one of earliest recorded settlers, Edward Rainsford, who had a farm there as early as 1636. In 1819, the Old Mansion House was built on the Great Head of Rainsford Island. Due to the structure of the house it was also known as the Grecian Temple. For many years thereafter, this was the chief summer resort on the island.

After his first wife, Mary, died in June 1632, probably as a result of complications in giving birth to twins, he remarried to Elizabeth, who on 15 December 1633 was "admitted to Boston Church." She died 16 November 1688.

As the story goes... a descendant of Edward and Mary, also named Edward, became a wealthy merchant later in Boston's Calvinist period. His wife was charged and convicted of heresy for conducting bible study in their home. The Calvinist Church Pastor objected to her teaching the bible because she was encouraging people to have a direct relationship with God... unencumbered by the Pastor who was consider the intermediary for his flock. For this Mrs Rainsford was banished to the wilds of Rhode Island. Edward left his business holdings and went with her. A true act of love when RI was a uncharted....

I love me a rebellious woman and the man who would stand by her. My descendants came to Boston in 1900 from Ireland but I like to think I share a common ancestry with a brave heretic.

Article 3 of the Geneva Conventions. Just sayin....


(image) All the talk on the political left and the political right about what is and what is not torture can give one the impression that there is some debate on the subject. There is no debate. The United States is one of 194 countries who are signers of The Geneva Conventions which where developed beginning in 1863 to define what is humane and legal treatment of prisoners of war.

Question: Has the USA under the leadership of George Bush tortured prisoners of war? Read on and decide for yourself.

Common Article 3 of the Geneva Conventions

In the case of armed conflict not of an international character occurring in the territory of one of the High Contracting Parties, each Party to the conflict shall be bound to apply, as a minimum, the following provisions:
(1) Persons taking no active part in the hostilities, including members of armed forces who have laid down their arms and those placed 'hors de combat' by sickness, wounds, detention, or any other cause, shall in all circumstances be treated humanely, without any adverse distinction founded on race, colour, religion or faith, sex, birth or wealth, or any other similar criteria.
To this end, the following acts are and shall remain prohibited at any time and in any place whatsoever with respect to the above-mentioned persons:
(a) violence to life and person, in particular murder of all kinds, mutilation, cruel treatment and torture;
(b) taking of hostages;
(c) outrages upon personal dignity, in particular humiliating and degrading treatment;
(d) the passing of sentences and the carrying out of executions without previous judgment pronounced by a regularly constituted court affording all the judicial guarantees which are recognized as indispensable by civilized peoples.
(2) The wounded and sick shall be collected and cared for.
An impartial humanitarian body, such as the International Committee of the Red Cross, may offer its services to the Parties to the conflict.
The Parties to the conflict should further endeavour to bring into force, by means of special agreements, all or part of the other provisions of the present Convention.
The application of the preceding provisions shall not affect the legal status of the Parties to the conflict.

Speak Truth to Power


(image) I think I'm in love with a Republican. This is an absolute first for me. I'm sorry but there is nothing in this world sexier than a strong woman standing tall and speaking truth to power without flinching once. Another amazing thing about the object of my affection is that she is just 24 years old and the daughter of Senator John McCain. Where Meghan McCain chose to take her stand is as surprising as the words she spoke. She accepted an invitation to speak from the Log Cabin Republicans, a gay and lesbian political group. As you might imagine the Log Cabin folks are not the darlings of conservative movement. In fact the GOP has been holding them at arms length and marginalizing their message for years. Her words to them are swoon worthy if only for their down right, in your face honesty.

"I am concerned about the environment. I love to wear black. I think the government is at it's best when it stays out of people's lives and business as much as possible. I love punk rock. I believe in a strong national defense. I have a tattoo. I believe government should always be efficient and accountable. I have lots of gay friends. And I am a Republican."

Later that week in a blog post for The Daily Beast titled "Go Gay!" she said:

Of all of the causes I believe in and respect this is one of the ones closest to my heart. If the Republican Party has any hope of gaining substantial support from a wider, younger base, we need to get past our anti gay rhetoric."

Meghan is not alone in the McCain camp in believing that "there's a war brewing in the Republican Party." At the same event the architect of John McCain's failed 2008 bid for the White House, Steve Schmidt, urged that conservatives drop their opposition to same sex marriage.

"One of the things that has definitely impacted my views on these issues and an evolution of thought over time is having a gay sibling," Schmidt told CNN. "As Americans get to know gay couples and or have gay family members, or work associates ... they come to understand that these relationships are deep and worth being respect and being protected."

I believe that the war Meghan predicts will not come to pass. Over the next 8 years I suspect same sex marriage will become a reality in a majority of the states in the Union. When the GOP mounts a successful assault on the reign of the Democrats it will be with one of the new generation of Republicans and the harsh rhetoric of the extreme right and the old Evangelicals will be fading fast. If you believe as I do look to the east and you may just see the first rays of the new dawn for the LGBT community. Morning has been a long time coming.

Really? Secession? Gimme a break!


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Teabaggers in Austin Applaud Secessionist Rhetoric.


On Wednesday April 15th the least informed and loudest segment of the conservative movement gathered together in cities and towns across the nation for what Fox News promoted as Tea Parties. Fox encouraged conservatives to come together to protest the President Obama, his policies and the economic stimulus package. On the appointed day a collection of misfits and malcontents showed up to voice a number of complaints, many not related to the talking points Fox had outlined for the faithful. Some held signs depicting Obama dressed as Hitler and many where from the NO TAXES camp. Others decried the fluoridation of public water, our monetary system and the price of oil. A Boston teabagger held up cartoon depicting Obama bowing to a drawing of what appeared to be Saudi King Abdullah. I could go on and on. It was a mixed bag to say the least. But the Teabagger that really got my goat was was Texas Gov Rick Perry speaking at a rally in Austin TX. In his speech he hinted that there was a possibility of Texas seceding from the Union over the Obama Administration and the policies it has put in place. He was a big hit with that bunch. In an interview taped right after his speech he said what amounted to ... well if the country keeps going down the path outlined by the Obama administration no one should be shocked when states try to secede... Secession = good idea. As if it's reasonable option for a real patriotic American to pursue if she's just plain pissed off about anything.Everyday I walk my Corgi dogs in the old graveyard that borders my property. The oldest graves there date back to the 1660s and contain the remains people who either came to this land around the time of the Plymouth settlers or soon after. I don't want to turn this into a big history lesson but if you think back to grammar school you'll remember hearing about the Mayflower Compact. This was a big deal because it was the first ever 'all for one and one for all' document signed by a group of people from differing religious, political and class backgrounds. It stated We are all going to pull together for the good of all. Our country was founded on the principals laid down and agreed upon in November of 1620 as the Mayflower floated at anchor in what would come to be known as Provincetown Harbor.When Lincoln ordered the first shot fired in the Civil War it was to up hold the principals in the Mayflower Compact. Together as a Union we stand or divided we fall. In the graveyard by my house there are many graves of the men who died in that bloodiest of all wars which was waged to keep the South from seceding from the Union over the issue of slavery. One of those has always touched my heart in a special way.Charles E Leland was 17 years old when the 16th Regiment Massachusetts Volunteers took up that fight against secession at Cedar Mountain Virginia in In August of 1862. He fought at Thoroughfare Gap, Bull Run, Antietam, Fredericksburg and Chancellorsville some of the worst battles of the Civil War. In July 1863 he died at the Battle of at Gettysburg. He was only 18 years old. I shudder to think of what that boy must have seen in those 11 months. I'm sure he died a very different man from the boy who left Walpole in the summer of 1862.My skin crawled standing in front of his grave this afternoon pondering the inflammatory rhetoric of Gov Rick Perry. No American should utter the word secession around without first meditating on the sacrifice paid by 360,222 Union soldiers like Charles Leland who died to keep this Union together.[...]

Rock Cookie Bottom


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Motorized bar stool


If I do end up needing a scootery thing-y to get around the supermarket this is the model I will be buying!

So this is how it is.....


I think I'm rather tech savvy. Heck I think I'm pretty life savvy! I can bake a loaf of bread, start a LGBT social group and fold an origami Noah's Ark before lunch. I can build myself a website and use an owners manual for the purpose it was intended. I've assembled all my IKEA furniture by myself. I own power tools.I've been contemplating doing a podcast for at least a year. I think I could fill a half hour once a week. I am politically astute, I'm always reading, and I'm a pop culture vulture. So you might ask... "What's holding you back Jane?" The answer is that I have been reluctant to share everything about my life with you. The reason is that I don't want part of my reality overshadow the bigger picture of who I am . I've come to the decision that I can't go ahead with my podcasting plans and keep part of me under a rock. Honestly I really wouldn't want to. If I did I'd have to leave out some of the best stories! So here goes.......Since I was 10 years old I have been dealing with systemic lupus erithmentosus. Most people who are diagnosed with this baffling disease have a moderate form. With good medical care most can live a long happy life. (A dear friend who happened to have SLE recently died at the age of 93!!) My SLE has proven to be harder to control. For years I have been on multiple autoimmune suppressants. These high tech drugs are suppose to keep my immune system from attacking me. Every system in my body has been under attack at one time or another... brain, heart, lungs, vascular system, blood, liver, skin, digestive tract and muscles. Even still the hardest thing for me to deal with has been the effect these drugs have on my appearance. I have lived a lot of my life as an attractive person. Not a classic beauty but attractive. I have always cared about how I look. The TOP photo on this blog was taken 10 years ago during my last remission and no longer reflects my actual appearance. Age can be blamed for part of that but lupus and treatments to control it are responsible for the rest. Ahh vanity.My Rheumatologist tells me that the drugs are killing me slowly but the SLE will kill me quick if we don't keep it in check. I'm not looking over my shoulder for the grim reaper but I'm pretty sure I will be spared the ravages of advanced age. It's important to keep these things in perspective. You only have to watch the news to understand that there's far worse things in our world than death.For the last 5 years I have been losing muscle mass due to Lupus Myocitis. My docs have tried everything to treat this but nothing has stopped it's progression. Recently I've undergone 6 months of wildly expensive experimental treatments that in the end had no beneficial effect on my withering muscles. (My insurance was billed for 356,000 per month for 6 months.)I am beginning to have a little trouble getting around. It's time to get a handicapped placard to use on my bad days. It may be that I will be in one of those embarrassing scooter thing-ys in a few years. Goddess please save me from that. My nurse sister wants me to have a "I've fallen and I can't get up!" necklace. It's true... I may fall in the shower someday.... but I'd drink out of the toilet for three days before I'd wear one of those things! There's a big difference between acceptance and complete surrender.Thanks for taking the time to read this. [...]

A walk with the corgis.


I took an early spring walk with Gwen and Stella today. The weather was almost warm... if only the wind would stop but the sun was shinning and the corgis where thrilled to be at our favorite place to walk. Actually it's my favorite place. They'd walk anywhere.
I come to this place at least twice a week year round. I only stay away when the snow gets too deep and the temperature get too low for a minimum of comfort.
The lands around the Neponset River were settled by the first white men because the river afforded them transportation and power. Paper was first manufactured in East Walpole in the mid 1700s. The Native Americans held the section of river that flows through Walpole as sacred. Three separate tribes came together during the summer to worship, hunt and fish without conflict. It's the only place in North America where that was known to have happened.
Note: This video was taken with a Flip Video Camera. It's fun!

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Not that there's anything wrong with that....



This morning's Boston Herald carried a front page photo of Boston's own Tom Brady signing autographs for a a crowd of kids at Gilette Stadium where he performs the quarterback duties when not injured; as he's been this season.

Now that's a handsome man eh? I'd do him. Heck I'd convert for him. At a local sports pub recently a straight male friend proudly and loudly announced that he'd happily have Tom's baby. Several heads bobbed down the bar. One hand went up. It would be hard to think there's anything Tom Brady could do to lose his place on the pedestal built for him by his faithful New England fans.

It's in that spirit hat I tell you that today talk radio was alive with one question... "Don't you think Tom looks gay in that sweater?" The white collar and cuffs peeking out of the sleeves of his sweater where discussed. The Vanity Fair photo of Tom cradling a baby goat was mentioned as a clue to Tommy's real sexual preference. The thing that was missing from the discussion was rancor and sarcasm. I may be a bit thick skinned. In the past I have been accused of seeing the world thru rose colored glasses but I do know how people can be. This simply was not a gay hating converstion I would have expected!

IMHO the legalization of gay marriage has changed the way GLBT people are regarded here in the Bay State. It's been 5 years since the SJC ruled that when it comes to marriage separate is not equal. Massachusetts has not become "the Las Vegas of gay marriage" as former Gov Mitt Romney predicted. The total number of gay marriages has leveled off at 1,500 per year or 4% of all marriages in the state. The sky has not fallen and Massachusetts still ranks first for having the lowest divorce rate in the nation. Here in my working class neighborhood most families have had a gay wedding in the last 5 years. People have become much more tolerant. I think it's important for gays and lesbians to realise that when your state finally legalizes marriage-for-all a river of human respect begins to flow. It's not just about saying I do. It's about society saying welcome to the table. Have a seat.

And there's nothing wrong with that.

Halcyon Days



Franklin had his way with me today. As it should be. That's what Grammies are for. The pic above shows him exploring the world of the dog woman. He has decided he loves crates and would be very happy climbing in, shutting the door, opening the door and crawling out over and over all day. Eventually the dogs needed their sleeping quarters. He was very gracious and found he could do the same trick with the kitchen cabinets.

My house is happily trashed. I'm exhausted. My plan for the night is call for some Chinese food and take my pillow and blankie to the sofa and crash. The rubble will wait till tomorrow.

I never expected having a grandchild would be so satisfying. I had his father at age 22 after a short and singular bout of baby fever. My young husband went along... or as I remember he was bowled over by my baby Nazi energy and 10 months later James joined us here on the planet. I am not the type of woman who fawns over every baby I see. Babies are nice but frankly I am fine watching from here ... across the room. I was a good Mom though totally out of my element when James was an infant. As he grew I got my sea legs and we where off and running. Little James and I made a good team. I never talked baby talk to him. I remember complaining to my months old child when Ford pardoned Nixon. I swear he understood my rage. In no time he was speaking in full sentences. A verbal child. I had a yellow bike with a baby seat and we rode all over the idyllic little Cape Cod town we lived in at the time. We where beachcombers, beach bums and regulars at Ron's Coffee Shop, the yellow bike propped against the railing outside. He was my sweet pal and I never wanted or expected another thing from the baby goddess.

My son and his wife had been married for 5 years when they announced their pregnancy to a surprised and happy family gathered round the Thanksgiving table. I was speechless! They had never expressed a desire for a child nor do they lead a life that naturally lends itself to raising a family. They have big jobs, a big group of unmarried friends and a hobby that eats up all their spare time. I was very happy but could not for the life of me figure what all this meant or how it would change my life and view of the world.

The upshot is that now I feel truly rooted in the family of humankind. I can see my grandmother and my father in his movement and essence. He looks just like my handsome young husband did at this age. He smells like his own Dad did. At times I am transported back to those halcyon days in Chatham when I was young, beautiful, strong and when life seemed endless and tasted of salt air. I understan the continuum and how one life leads to the next and so on and so on. I know when I'm gone there will be a man who will see me in the face of his own child. Better yet he will remember me and this day when he trashed my house and crawled in and out of the dog crates. If he doesn't actually remember he'll have the photos to prove this day happened when Grammy Jane was still on the planet with him. I know he'll say we were good pals.



I cleaned up the pups and set up two comfy sleeping crates for tonight. I took up the old tarp and put down a new one and only covered half the pen with papers. It's time for these little critters to learn that there's a right place and a wrong place to do their business. I've cut down on the size of the meals they get. It seems to have cured the loose stool problem. Tomorrow I'll give them all their first shots and second wormings.
I will never get tired of this. If I could do this till I was 90 yrs old I would. I'll have to find a handsome dyke handler to show my dogs tho. I could live with that!
My son James just dropped off Franklin to stay for the night. A big New England ice and wind storm last nite knocked out electricity to millions of homes. He and Andrea are going to stay at the house with a kerosene heater borrowed from Andrea's Dad. This is their first week in their new house and they are worried about the pipes bursting. Temps are forecasted to drop to the teens tonight. I am just south of the ice snow line so Franklin will be warm and safe here with Grammy Jane till things right themselves. Wow! I have 8 babies under this roof tonight!

Wicked Full Moon!


Here we go. Or here I go rather. This is the plan. If I can bog 5 days a week for a month then I will move forward with my plans to do my own podcast! I was a guest on ArcherRadio gang Bang last night and it was so fun and everyone was so encouraging.
The photo is of my niece Maddy finishing her IKEA Cinnamon Roll today. This is a tradition for us. We have been going to IKEA together for years. When she was a tiny tyke she would play with the other kids at Smaland. Often I would take her just because she wanted to go... I'd browse around till the pager called me back to pick her up. These days we mostly go if I need/want something but the Cinnamon Roll is a must no matter how busy we are.
I have a full litter of 6 week old Pembroke Welsh Corgi pups on the ground. I am interviewing families. I hope to have all but two of them in loving homes by January 12th... my Dad's birthday. This may take some creative marketing. This is the first time in 20 years that I haven't already interviewed and chosen parents for the whole litter at this point. More on that as the month progresses. I was telling the "gang bangers" last night that I started showing dogs as part of 4H Junior AKC Handling Club when I was 13 ys old. My Dad chose the breed for me and he found a well bred litter (double Jed Jacket grandchildren!!!) AKC CH Willette's Red Jacket was the top winning Pembroke Welsh Corgi in 1965. He held that record till 1987 at least! So my entre to the dog world was with a dog I was very proud...... the way only a dog crazy 13 yr old girl can be. I carved Jane loves Schuyler in the maple tree in our back yard. Oh Lord! My older sister couldn't wait to drag the whole neighborhood into our shady yard to see it. The only reasonable course of action was to hold my head up high wrap my freckled arms around Sky's beautiful red and white neck. I was hard to shake when it came to my dog.
It's going to be a bitter cold night here in the Greater Boston Area. They are predicting a low of 19 degrees. The sky is clear and the full moon is unbelievably bright!! My son told me it's the brightest full moon we'll have all year. He called me tonight to ask if he, his wife and baby could come here for the night as they have no electricity. A dangerous ice storm blanketed northern MA and the rest of New England last night. Then high winds blew in from the north (we call that the Montreal Express here in Boston) and down came all the tree limbs. What a mess.
Well that's all the news that's fit to print! Remember you can follow me on Twitter! See the link to my profile in LINK LITTER here on this page.

Dream interpretation


I dreamt of an old lover last night. We had one of those relationships where you know all along the you love more than your beloved. It was a very physical relationship. In a good way. Big sigh. We had the same view of life, the same taste in entertainment, food and books. There was so much going right. We'd been together four years when she broke up with me...kinda out of the blue. She did not give me a reason. I was flummoxed, heartbroken. Ten days later I went out and hooked up with someone else. I refused to pine away which had been a life long pattern of mine. As much as I loved her I refused to suffer ad infinitum.... or for a month.A month ago I received a letter from her. The 4 yrs with the hook-up ended in March 08. She wanted back into my life.... I'm not sure for what exactly. We began to exchange emails, catching one another up on what'd been going on in each other's lives. We where volleying twice a day or more. I was hoping, just maybe she was wanting to get back together. I would have been very happy to simply get back to bed with her. That always worked for us. Then out of the blue, without explanation the emails stopped. It's been two weeks. While I'm not heartbroken.. I am bruised. After a week of silence I let her know that although it was nice catching up I was ending the fledgling friendship. As I go about my day my mind wanders to why? and what's wrong with me ? I slap myself and think about something else. In an unguarded moments those questions return. That oh so human urge to beat ourselves up is very persistent.Last night I dreamt that Donna was in my bedroom putting her things away in my drawers and hanging her clothes in my closet... making herself at home. I tried to talk to her but it was as if she was behind a glass wall. As I tried to get her attention I was interrupted by a knock at the door. There on my back steps where several good friends. It was so good to see their dear faces but I needed to get back to Donna. They tumbled into my kitchen, chatting happily as they sat around my table and started dealing out cards... dealing me a hand as I reluctantly sat down. I was drawn back to my bedroom like a moth to flame. There she was busy carving out a place in my life but having no need to communicate with me. It was as if she couldn't see me. As I opened my mouth to speak the door bell rang. Now my front doorsteps where crowded with friends and family. They hugged me and kissed me. They told me how they'd missed me as they flowed into my house. Then the alarm clock sounded.Well you don't have to be a shrink to figure out that dream eh? I woke all warm and squishy. I have so much love in my life. I need to continue to move toward the love and not look back lest I be transformed into a pillar of salt. It's a great feeling to get clarification from a dream... it shows me that I do know what's best for me. I just need to speak to me when my guard is down... then I really listen.The photo is of the pups at 4 weeks with Mom.Peace and love,Jane[...]

Old goodies MoveOn under their own power


Two days ago I finally RSVP to one of the many invitations sent to me on behalf of O-BAM-MA! (sorry can't stop) since Hillary conceded and I threw my full support behind our president-elect BO. The invitation read...."Obama supporters in Canton are gathering to kick off a huge new campaign to help Barack pass a bold, progressive agenda. And we'll celebrate our win with good food and fun people! Try to be there!" I am so happy that this PAC (political action committee) is taking advantage of all the momentum generated by the Obama machine to help our new pres make his political agendas a reality. Since I'm no longer bottle feeding a litter of 7 puppies I was happy to email that I would be there! Good food ? and fun people ? and the building of a new world. Who could resist? I didn't recognise the address in a near by town but I'm a good Girl Scout... I Googled the address and headed out at 6pm. It gets so dark so early in Greater Boston this time of year! It was hard to read the street signs while negotiating the traffic clogging drive thru lines at the Dunkin Donuts plopped down at every intersection between my home and The Orchard Cove Senior Assisted Living Condos in Canton. I did make it, albeit 15 minutes late, sans my double shot latte. So? Older people I thought. Should I just stay in my car and go back home? I DON"T THINK SO! I'd put on my good and girly clothes not to mention make up and a manicure. I persevered. The young woman at the reception desk pointed towards a meeting room right off the main lobby. There was just one seat available and I took my place with the 30 assembled seniors. No food. No coffee. This group didn't look like much fun to me. I reminded my self that this was to help Obama implement his progressive policies!!! and I settled back and listened to the youngest person in the room ( volunteer) describe the things we could all do to make a difference. It was quite a surprise to note that most of these people where very current on political issues. Most had already worked in a presidential campaign.... even if it was for George McGovern or Adelaide Stevenson. Most have PCs and email accounts. They're questions where intelligent and well thought out. All in all they where an astute bunch of commies. Ya gotta love that. At the end of the meeting a group photo was taken of all attendees standing or sitting in wheel chairs or leaning on their walkers 'round a white dry erase board on which was written in big red white and blue letters... WE STAND BEHIND PRESIDENT OBAMA FOR UNIVERSAL HEALTH CARE, GAY CIVIL RIGHTS and SAVE SOCIAL SECURITY. What a trip.The campaign we agreed to participate in is called Fired UP! We where asked to go out into our communities with a dry erase board of our own and write our own reasons for standing with Obama and take pictures of our family members, friends and neighbors standing with the board as we had done as the meeting was ending. Then we where asked to email the photos to in Washington DC. On Inaugural Day montages of these photos will be displayed all over the capital city on billboards and in subway stations and shopping centers.... everywhere. A million Americans standing with President Obama. Goosebumps!!!To find a house party near you go to It's good to feel part of real change n America. I haven't felt this way since the 60s.We won't get fooled AGAIN!Peace Love,Jane[...]

Gotta have it!!


OK. So now that I'm Tweeting I need a blog to post photos and I need a place to EXPAND on all of my idea's and experiences. so here goes. Give me a day or so to get rolling. I've blogged at blogspot in the past but I need to brush up on new features et al.