It's been 23 days since the bees decided to make my hive their new home. They've had a rough go of it. It hasn't been easy for them given the cold and the rain, which has limited their foraging opportunities. Drawing new comb takes a large amount of energy and even though their little bee stomachs are stuffed with honey when they swarm, it won't provide sustenance for long. I, of course, provided them with sugar water which they drank down to nothing and it sat empty for a day.
Last Wednsday my folks came to visit and of course had to visit the hive, and so we did. Mom and I donned the white jump suits complete with attached screened hood. Daddy wore the veiled hood. I noticed that all nectar stores were mostly gone and the few pollen cells that existed the week before were not there. My bees were out of stores. Now, it takes a cell of nectar, a cell of pollen and cell of water to make a bee. There was definitely not going to be any bee making with such meager supplies. I worried all the next day about them. What could I do...I messaged the Apiary Guru, Charles, he said he would bring me a protein patty for them on Sunday, but I didn't think they could make it. I didn't observe any eggs, if the girls didn't get to raising brood soon my colony would be sunk. Then it hit me...in one of my books the author suggested putting a "pollen catcher", which I don't have, and make pollen patties out of local honey, the gathered pollen and powdered sugar...of course, the health food store will have bee pollen...people think it's healthy...whatever.
Convinced my fellow sonographers to let me go home early, grabbed some pollen. Concocted a pollen patty, took a while to get the right consistency so the girls wouldn't get stuck in it like fly paper. Then I gave them just a pile of pure pollen. They attacked the patty and they devoured the pollen, it was gone in an hour. I also gave them a mason jar of 2:1 sugar syrup. I checked on them a couple times that evening and was satisfied that they were now getting the nutrition they need to raise some brood.
Come Sunday, April 22nd, I received the protein patty from Charles. Came directly home to place it in the hive for them. While I was there, I inspected the frames...lo and behold...EGGS! And many of them. Mind you I didn't see a queen, I'm not that skilled yet and I think her to be rather elusive. But this is the first time I have observed eggs. I also noticed a supercedure cell. I didn't take too much time to inspect it, so I am not sure if it is a queen cell or not but it definitely wasn't there on the 18th. So it will either be a queen cell or a drone cell.
I noticed that some cells had two or three eggs in them but more than not only had one and they were centered in the bottom of the cell. Multiple eggs in a cell happens sometimes with a young queen or maybe perhaps a failing queen (eeks). But when several eggs are witnessed in a hodge podge in a cell it indicates a queenless hive so the worker bees, their under-developed reproductive bits not being suppressed by the pheromones of brood and the queen, begin to lay eggs. The problem with this is the eggs they lay are not fertilized so they could only develop into drones. Drones are pretty much useless, unless you have a virgin queen. If your hive is queenless you can't just plug in a new queen, the laying workers will rebel. There are a few ways to resolve this issue but I will spare you that education unless, of course, I must use one of them. I'm hoping not. Crossing my fingers I have a queen. Otherwise my hive will surely be doomed as I do not have the resources to save it.
I will more than likely visit the hive this weekend and am anticipating larva. And as I stated above, it's been 23 days since they've settled in...mind you, it takes 21 days to make a worker bee, 23 to make a drone and 16 to make a queen. A bee can live up to 4 months. My little bees need to get their little asses busy.
The amateur apiarist.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Monday, April 2, 2012
My 1st Colony of Bees
So here is the cluster that I caught yesterday.
It was located right across the street from my front door.
I have been contemplating keeping bees for about 3 or 4 years now and finally worked up the nerve to do it this year. I had planned on purchasing a package of bees from a place in Vacaville and driving them home in a couple weeks when lo and behold this swarm showed up as if to say "Melissa...we're here...where's that new hive of yours?"
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Recycling from Myspace
A few years ago, before the advent of the Honey Pott, I posted a few blogs on Myspace.
I have abandoned Myspace for fb. I attempted to return to Myspace in a fit of aggravation caused by one of fb's rediculous unnecessary changes only to discover they had deleted my photos that I had posted. Well that caused me more aggravation than fb, so I have not used Myspace, and since Google+ is not gaining the popularity I had hoped, I have resigned myself to suffer the constant changes (none for the better mind you, it is less user friendly than it has ever been...and I miss my is.) of fb.
I returned to Myspace this evening to reread those blogs. They are my history, and as such, deserve to be posted in my new blog. So here they be:
I have abandoned Myspace for fb. I attempted to return to Myspace in a fit of aggravation caused by one of fb's rediculous unnecessary changes only to discover they had deleted my photos that I had posted. Well that caused me more aggravation than fb, so I have not used Myspace, and since Google+ is not gaining the popularity I had hoped, I have resigned myself to suffer the constant changes (none for the better mind you, it is less user friendly than it has ever been...and I miss my is.) of fb.
I returned to Myspace this evening to reread those blogs. They are my history, and as such, deserve to be posted in my new blog. So here they be:
Subject: Impressed
Category: None
5/13/2008
Mood: Blessed
Category: None
5/13/2008
Mood: Blessed
I had a marvelous Mothers Day.
It started with breakfast in bed cooked and served by Lici (for those of you don't know my daughter of only 10 years) consisting of scrambled eggs, toaster waffles, and a banana. Layed in bed til 11:30 reading and listening to my girls laugh together hysterically, simply joyful.
Then she gave me a gift of a shrinky dink book mark.
Marlena (my 8 1/2 year old daughter) wrote me the most wonderful letter (in mothers day photo album).
We went on a bike ride to have sushi for lunch, I laid in the sun and journaled and read. Marley made macaroni and cheese for dinner and the piece de resistance, Lici made strawberry shortcake from scratch and even whipped up the whip cream. I wasn't even in the kitchen!!!! And it was marvelously tasty!
We enjoyed Chitty Chitty Bang Bang on the tele as we enjoyed her creation.
It was truly a lovely lovely day.
It started with breakfast in bed cooked and served by Lici (for those of you don't know my daughter of only 10 years) consisting of scrambled eggs, toaster waffles, and a banana. Layed in bed til 11:30 reading and listening to my girls laugh together hysterically, simply joyful.
Then she gave me a gift of a shrinky dink book mark.
Marlena (my 8 1/2 year old daughter) wrote me the most wonderful letter (in mothers day photo album).
We went on a bike ride to have sushi for lunch, I laid in the sun and journaled and read. Marley made macaroni and cheese for dinner and the piece de resistance, Lici made strawberry shortcake from scratch and even whipped up the whip cream. I wasn't even in the kitchen!!!! And it was marvelously tasty!
We enjoyed Chitty Chitty Bang Bang on the tele as we enjoyed her creation.
It was truly a lovely lovely day.
Subject: My mothers blood courses through my veins
Category: Dreams and the supernatural
2/28/2008
Mood: Contemplative
Category: Dreams and the supernatural
2/28/2008
Mood: Contemplative
Well, I don't know how to put a pic in this blog so you will have to visit my new pix album to see the result.
My latest creative endeavor has come to full fruition, in fact, I finished it in about 5 hours. I sewed a new comforter cover (if you want to be fancy: a duvet) for my bed. I love it! It turned out fabulous and cost me a minimum amount of money. I even matched up the pattern at the seem (which would have been a bonehead maneuver I would have once done).
It is these kind of accomplishments that remind me of who I am and from where I have come. It is this creativity and having the ability to accomplish the task that reminds me of my parents, and the obvious inherent knowledge that I was so lucky to have bestowed on me. I have realized in the last few weeks, that not only am I capable of following through with my creative ideas but I am also a very clever girl/woman and that smart does not mean you have all the answers but knowing where to get them.
Well, that's my latest epiphany.
My latest creative endeavor has come to full fruition, in fact, I finished it in about 5 hours. I sewed a new comforter cover (if you want to be fancy: a duvet) for my bed. I love it! It turned out fabulous and cost me a minimum amount of money. I even matched up the pattern at the seem (which would have been a bonehead maneuver I would have once done).
It is these kind of accomplishments that remind me of who I am and from where I have come. It is this creativity and having the ability to accomplish the task that reminds me of my parents, and the obvious inherent knowledge that I was so lucky to have bestowed on me. I have realized in the last few weeks, that not only am I capable of following through with my creative ideas but I am also a very clever girl/woman and that smart does not mean you have all the answers but knowing where to get them.
Well, that's my latest epiphany.
Subject: The Power of Tango
Category: Blogging
2/28/2008
Mood: Artistic
Category: Blogging
2/28/2008
Mood: Artistic
Well, I am taking classes in Jitterbug (east coast swing) and Tango and Rumba (sp?)
It was an interesting experience to say the least.
But fun. More women than men in the Jitterbug class (no surprise). And I can definitely appreciate a partner who knows how to lead. I discovered that ballroom dancing (or partner dancing however you want to call it) is much like driving a car. For the man anyway. The man is the driver and the woman is the car. The tighter or stiff the woman is the more she is like a sports car in that she responds with slight adjustments.
So, then there is the Tango. Hmmm, a very seductive dance indeed. In both of these classes the men rotate through dancing with each lady. I ended up dancing with 6 different men. One of which was mid to late forties maybe even fifty and was maybe 5'2" and that's with the 1 1/2 inch of hair on his head. I do have to say he was good at leading, and when I got past the idea of him staring straight at my chest at arms length, could appreciate his capability. I danced with a taller oriental man, taller than me, with bad breath and who was not as good as he thought he was. Had much criticism for me so I had to remind him he was the driver and I only go where he guides me. I mean if you want your car to turn right but you turn the wheel left or you over steer can you blame the car? I think not.
The most surprising part of the class was Tangoing with a 60ish short chinese/cambodian man who was attending with his wife. He was surprisingly good and had the decency to watch his feet. But was much more subtle in his leading but effective. It was interesting to experience a bit of seductiveness from a man such as this, I would never have expected it. I will never underestimate the power of Tango again. LOL.
Of course my favorite partner was the instructor. When lead with an experienced partner you don't even have to hardly think about where to go. He very subtly shifted his hand on my back and I automatically turned and looked to the right. He didn't even tell me that's what he wanted me to do. Fabulous! Not to mention the force or strength that comes from the man's shoulders in the tango is impressive I think that's what turned me on the most.
How dangerous it would be if I was actually dancing with someone I was attracted to.
Yikes, may be too powerful for me. At any rate it is an excellent avenue to channel my dramatic personality. ;-) For all who know me you understand.
Anyway, that's my first lesson, I'll keep you posted
It was an interesting experience to say the least.
But fun. More women than men in the Jitterbug class (no surprise). And I can definitely appreciate a partner who knows how to lead. I discovered that ballroom dancing (or partner dancing however you want to call it) is much like driving a car. For the man anyway. The man is the driver and the woman is the car. The tighter or stiff the woman is the more she is like a sports car in that she responds with slight adjustments.
So, then there is the Tango. Hmmm, a very seductive dance indeed. In both of these classes the men rotate through dancing with each lady. I ended up dancing with 6 different men. One of which was mid to late forties maybe even fifty and was maybe 5'2" and that's with the 1 1/2 inch of hair on his head. I do have to say he was good at leading, and when I got past the idea of him staring straight at my chest at arms length, could appreciate his capability. I danced with a taller oriental man, taller than me, with bad breath and who was not as good as he thought he was. Had much criticism for me so I had to remind him he was the driver and I only go where he guides me. I mean if you want your car to turn right but you turn the wheel left or you over steer can you blame the car? I think not.
The most surprising part of the class was Tangoing with a 60ish short chinese/cambodian man who was attending with his wife. He was surprisingly good and had the decency to watch his feet. But was much more subtle in his leading but effective. It was interesting to experience a bit of seductiveness from a man such as this, I would never have expected it. I will never underestimate the power of Tango again. LOL.
Of course my favorite partner was the instructor. When lead with an experienced partner you don't even have to hardly think about where to go. He very subtly shifted his hand on my back and I automatically turned and looked to the right. He didn't even tell me that's what he wanted me to do. Fabulous! Not to mention the force or strength that comes from the man's shoulders in the tango is impressive I think that's what turned me on the most.
How dangerous it would be if I was actually dancing with someone I was attracted to.
Yikes, may be too powerful for me. At any rate it is an excellent avenue to channel my dramatic personality. ;-) For all who know me you understand.
Anyway, that's my first lesson, I'll keep you posted
Subject: The benefits of cell phones (and toilet paper)
Category: Friends
2/23/2008
Mood: Amused
Category: Friends
2/23/2008
Mood: Amused
Sooo....
My girls' friends Hannah, Libby and Nikki came to spend the night last night. You can imagine the ongoing drama that ensued.
Hannah and Libby's mom is a good friend of mine and we often catch up with eachother at drop off and pick ups..Last evening was no exception.
so Kirsten and I are chatting away in the hall way. I can hear Nikki calling out from behind one of the closed doors from the hall for one of my daughters. Kirsten and I keep chatting. She calls out again for one of my daughters. This goes on for I don't know how long because I am chatting with Kirsten.
Then Kirsten's daughter with her cell phone in hand politely interrupts us to ask me where we keep the toilet paper. Nikki is on the phone (and on the pot apparently) she needs toilet paper. Oh the poor child, I don't know how long she had been sitting there trying to get someone to help her. Good thing she had her cell on her! What a resourceful young woman! ;-) And here I thought these girls were too young to have cell phones.
My girls' friends Hannah, Libby and Nikki came to spend the night last night. You can imagine the ongoing drama that ensued.
Hannah and Libby's mom is a good friend of mine and we often catch up with eachother at drop off and pick ups..Last evening was no exception.
so Kirsten and I are chatting away in the hall way. I can hear Nikki calling out from behind one of the closed doors from the hall for one of my daughters. Kirsten and I keep chatting. She calls out again for one of my daughters. This goes on for I don't know how long because I am chatting with Kirsten.
Then Kirsten's daughter with her cell phone in hand politely interrupts us to ask me where we keep the toilet paper. Nikki is on the phone (and on the pot apparently) she needs toilet paper. Oh the poor child, I don't know how long she had been sitting there trying to get someone to help her. Good thing she had her cell on her! What a resourceful young woman! ;-) And here I thought these girls were too young to have cell phones.
Subject: Spandex in Jeans!?!
Category: Fashion, style, shopping
2/19/2008
Mood: Frustrated
Category: Fashion, style, shopping
2/19/2008
Mood: Frustrated
OK I have a major complaint to the clothing industry.
Who the hells idea was it to put spandex in jeans and create them into "STRETCH" pants!?!
Okay this is the most rediculous thing I have come across in a long time (i might be exaggerating but can't think of anything else at the moment that might rival it)!
First of all I do not want to put anything on my body that is labeled "stretch" on it. In my opinion, it implies that one needs stretch to fit into a pair of jeans or any other piece of clothing.
Second of all, no manufacturers and I have searched the internet and every store close to me for jeans without "stretch" labeled on it or without some kind of stretch material in it, woops I take that back, the only place I saw a pair were at Walmart of all places and they were that old style that now is called "mommy jeans" which is definitely not my style. I even checked Levi's! Nope they went the stretch route also.
Third of all, and this is the biggie, with in an hour of putting on the perfectly fit jeans that I bought in the store they have stretched out so much that they are falling off me, seriously can be pulled straight down still zipped and buttoned. They are baggy in the derriere and legs and knees. It is sooooo frustrating. I understand that many people like the comfort of jeans that give but oh my goodness it is way too much spandex. Even if I buy a size smaller they still end up out of shape and too big.
Bring back the 100% cotton jeans, I beg you! My body begs you! My wardrobe begs you!
(MARCH 27th, 2012: Just thought I'd update you, I'm soooo grateful there is spandex in my jeans!)
Who the hells idea was it to put spandex in jeans and create them into "STRETCH" pants!?!
Okay this is the most rediculous thing I have come across in a long time (i might be exaggerating but can't think of anything else at the moment that might rival it)!
First of all I do not want to put anything on my body that is labeled "stretch" on it. In my opinion, it implies that one needs stretch to fit into a pair of jeans or any other piece of clothing.
Second of all, no manufacturers and I have searched the internet and every store close to me for jeans without "stretch" labeled on it or without some kind of stretch material in it, woops I take that back, the only place I saw a pair were at Walmart of all places and they were that old style that now is called "mommy jeans" which is definitely not my style. I even checked Levi's! Nope they went the stretch route also.
Third of all, and this is the biggie, with in an hour of putting on the perfectly fit jeans that I bought in the store they have stretched out so much that they are falling off me, seriously can be pulled straight down still zipped and buttoned. They are baggy in the derriere and legs and knees. It is sooooo frustrating. I understand that many people like the comfort of jeans that give but oh my goodness it is way too much spandex. Even if I buy a size smaller they still end up out of shape and too big.
Bring back the 100% cotton jeans, I beg you! My body begs you! My wardrobe begs you!
(MARCH 27th, 2012: Just thought I'd update you, I'm soooo grateful there is spandex in my jeans!)
Subject: The Bitter Ball
Category: Parties and nightlife
2/16/2008
Mood: Adored
Category: Parties and nightlife
2/16/2008
Mood: Adored
Well, back from the Bitter Ball, and all I can say is San Francisco has it aaaaallllllll over Las Vegas! Went to Vegas last fall and did not have half the attention my girlfriend and I got this evening. 92.7 put on such a great party!!! The crowd was probably 50% gay and 95% of that were gay men and I found them so sensual and affectionate and love just radiated from them and I just soaked it up like the sun.
And then....there was Mr. Candy Pants. I don't think I could describe this heavenly body with any justice. He was definitely hired to work the party and that he did, and he did it well. No older than 22 or so and he made every man and woman feel special, sexy, and wanted. He turned no one down and he danced with all and was very physical, and he actually kissed me a nice soft gentle kiss on the lips with just enough linger for me to bite his lip so gently. He picked up my girlfriend as he was dancing with her and had her straddle his hips and made gyrating motions to the music then had her lay back and arch her back. It was the most incredible vision. We would watch him with other girls without even a jealous tinge because he was not something you could keep to yourself, his gracious attitude was infectious that I realized one could not deny anyone an experience with him and enjoy him. This child has a gift and I thank God for him because he made our evening. He actually came back to dance with us again. :-)
I was asked to dance, I danced by myself, I danced with my girlfriend, I watched gay men passionately kiss all night long, and lesbians caress and kiss, and heteros trying to get into girls' pants. Alot less kissing and affection among the heteros, are we that up tight? Watched many a young girls' bare bottoms and lower fronts revealed because their dress or skirt was just long enough to conceal their crotch so when they bent over, full view or when they were dancing the dress would creep up. So I guess the big attraction now is ass since I saw very little cleavage (but on the occasion that I did see it, there was way too much). Silly little girls.
I felt so sexy and attractive and I was on top of my game of flirting. This was definitely needed for my self esteem. I've still got it. I don't think I ever lost it, it just wasn't paid much attention to. But I digress. SF is the best city in the world (Of the cities I've been to) the only one that might rival would be Mykonos, that was fun. Well, I could go on and on about Mr. Candy Pants...but u get the picture, oh and speaking of pix my camera died so now I have to hunt down the pix he took with the radio stations camera.
My girlfriend and I used to go dancing every week in the city at the Paladium, X, and a couple other clubs whose names escape me, we had always run into wonderful, wild, unpredictable evenings and this evening took me right back to those days. I am totally content... accept for the arousal (overused lately I know but for lack of polite synonym) for which I have no luck.
Good night all!
And then....there was Mr. Candy Pants. I don't think I could describe this heavenly body with any justice. He was definitely hired to work the party and that he did, and he did it well. No older than 22 or so and he made every man and woman feel special, sexy, and wanted. He turned no one down and he danced with all and was very physical, and he actually kissed me a nice soft gentle kiss on the lips with just enough linger for me to bite his lip so gently. He picked up my girlfriend as he was dancing with her and had her straddle his hips and made gyrating motions to the music then had her lay back and arch her back. It was the most incredible vision. We would watch him with other girls without even a jealous tinge because he was not something you could keep to yourself, his gracious attitude was infectious that I realized one could not deny anyone an experience with him and enjoy him. This child has a gift and I thank God for him because he made our evening. He actually came back to dance with us again. :-)
I was asked to dance, I danced by myself, I danced with my girlfriend, I watched gay men passionately kiss all night long, and lesbians caress and kiss, and heteros trying to get into girls' pants. Alot less kissing and affection among the heteros, are we that up tight? Watched many a young girls' bare bottoms and lower fronts revealed because their dress or skirt was just long enough to conceal their crotch so when they bent over, full view or when they were dancing the dress would creep up. So I guess the big attraction now is ass since I saw very little cleavage (but on the occasion that I did see it, there was way too much). Silly little girls.
I felt so sexy and attractive and I was on top of my game of flirting. This was definitely needed for my self esteem. I've still got it. I don't think I ever lost it, it just wasn't paid much attention to. But I digress. SF is the best city in the world (Of the cities I've been to) the only one that might rival would be Mykonos, that was fun. Well, I could go on and on about Mr. Candy Pants...but u get the picture, oh and speaking of pix my camera died so now I have to hunt down the pix he took with the radio stations camera.
My girlfriend and I used to go dancing every week in the city at the Paladium, X, and a couple other clubs whose names escape me, we had always run into wonderful, wild, unpredictable evenings and this evening took me right back to those days. I am totally content... accept for the arousal (overused lately I know but for lack of polite synonym) for which I have no luck.
Good night all!
Subject: Girl Scout Cookies!!!!!
Category: Goals, plans, hopes
1/31/2008
Mood: Determined
Category: Goals, plans, hopes
1/31/2008
Mood: Determined
I am soooo proud of my daughter! She has sold 114 boxes of girl scout cookies so far and counting. She has an absolutely insane goal of 1200 boxes this year so she's almost reached 10% of her goal.
GO LICI!
Some of our ideas for when cookies come in are:
Stock mom's car and write "Girl scout cookies on board" and drive around the mall, and community college parking lots.
Hit some of the more popular night life spots late in the evening when everyone is in a good mood and in the mood for something sweet.
A friends mom wants us to come by her work.
Hit up the tellers at Wells fargo when we make our deposit.
Maybe we could visit the senior center? I don't know if they would want us to do that or not?
Can anyone else think of any practical ways of moving large amounts of girlscout cookies? We are open to any ideas. Thanks
GO LICI!
Some of our ideas for when cookies come in are:
Stock mom's car and write "Girl scout cookies on board" and drive around the mall, and community college parking lots.
Hit some of the more popular night life spots late in the evening when everyone is in a good mood and in the mood for something sweet.
A friends mom wants us to come by her work.
Hit up the tellers at Wells fargo when we make our deposit.
Maybe we could visit the senior center? I don't know if they would want us to do that or not?
Can anyone else think of any practical ways of moving large amounts of girlscout cookies? We are open to any ideas. Thanks
Subject: Valentines Day? No Worries
Category: Friends
1/29/2008
Mood: Adventurous
Category: Friends
1/29/2008
Mood: Adventurous
My best friend and I are hitting the "Bitter Ball" this year in celebration of Valentines Day (which I personally think iwas thought up by some high maintenance chick). A traditional event for all the bitter singles in the bay area! Love it!!!
We will board the Horn Blower yacht in S.F. and party till, well until we don't want to party anymore. HaHa!
I can't wait, already thinking bout the outfit.
...And the shoes!
'Nite..
We will board the Horn Blower yacht in S.F. and party till, well until we don't want to party anymore. HaHa!
I can't wait, already thinking bout the outfit.
...And the shoes!
Subject: No TV
Category: Life
1/27/2008
Mood: Amused
Category: Life
1/27/2008
Mood: Amused
Due to recent budget cuts in the Heim Household, DirecTV service has been postponed until May 31st. Thought my kids would drive me crazy, but instead, they are doing their projects for school on the weekend. This would never happen before. And they are playing with toys and each other. Shoulda done it a long time ago, but I didn't want to give up my shows. But I can get those of Netflix (much more budget friendly!) And the girls aren't deprived of water cooler talk since they watch alot at their dad's house.
I am so pleased. I didn't realize what an energy suck it really was, and I don't miss it either.
The girls are being such good sports about it too. They haven't even mentioned missing it.
Anyway, there is my latest epiphany.
(March 27th 2012, Turns out they were just being patient...they missed it terribly. Thank goodness Netflix came out with streaming.)
Well, here goes. I am separating from my husband of 11 1/2 years and I am heartbroken. This could not have been avoided, not a decision I take lightly and did give it a chance but didn't play out as I had hoped only left my hopes dashed and my heart broken. Sooo, I am having a pity party today. Although, I did fix my own dishwasher today. AND, I fixed my own leaky faucet last month and cut my water bill by 1/3. Woohoo! Well, I could go on and on and vent and vent but won't make a difference and make me look very negative. Sooo, been spending the day doing short quick chores, loading all my CDs onto my new IPOD and playing video poker. Frustrated that I can't add pix to my site cuz some stupid Adobe program took over my computer and I cant' get the pix out. Ugggghhhh!
Anyway, hope y'all havin' a better day than me!
(March 27th 2012, since this post, I have fixed 6 broken sprinkler heads, the dish washer several times, the dryer, the washer, calked my tub (but I will never do that again), my leaky kitchen sink several times, laid new irrigation, loaded up 4 Christmas trees onto the top of the car and moved them into the house and back out of the house, and successfully plunged toilets umpteen times.)
There, that's better.I am so pleased. I didn't realize what an energy suck it really was, and I don't miss it either.
The girls are being such good sports about it too. They haven't even mentioned missing it.
Anyway, there is my latest epiphany.
(March 27th 2012, Turns out they were just being patient...they missed it terribly. Thank goodness Netflix came out with streaming.)
Subject: My so called life
Category: Life
1/22/2008
Mood: Melancholy
Category: Life
1/22/2008
Mood: Melancholy
Well, here goes. I am separating from my husband of 11 1/2 years and I am heartbroken. This could not have been avoided, not a decision I take lightly and did give it a chance but didn't play out as I had hoped only left my hopes dashed and my heart broken. Sooo, I am having a pity party today. Although, I did fix my own dishwasher today. AND, I fixed my own leaky faucet last month and cut my water bill by 1/3. Woohoo! Well, I could go on and on and vent and vent but won't make a difference and make me look very negative. Sooo, been spending the day doing short quick chores, loading all my CDs onto my new IPOD and playing video poker. Frustrated that I can't add pix to my site cuz some stupid Adobe program took over my computer and I cant' get the pix out. Ugggghhhh!
Anyway, hope y'all havin' a better day than me!
(March 27th 2012, since this post, I have fixed 6 broken sprinkler heads, the dish washer several times, the dryer, the washer, calked my tub (but I will never do that again), my leaky kitchen sink several times, laid new irrigation, loaded up 4 Christmas trees onto the top of the car and moved them into the house and back out of the house, and successfully plunged toilets umpteen times.)
Subject: My Bday What else?
Category: Blogging
5/20/2006
Mood: Aggravated
Category: Blogging
5/20/2006
Mood: Aggravated
Ok, so it's my bday, and I am not going to tell you how old I am because if you know me you know and if you don't know me I don't want you to know.
No one has called me and my sisters are not online so wtf?
I did however, recieve a beautiful bouquet of roses and a balloon and card from my darling pookie...Thank you pook!
I'm waiting for Lici to get back from her b-ball game so we can go the ARF event in Walnut Creek with my dog, daughters and darling pook.
Marley is sleeping she like was a raving lunatic this am and cried herself back to sleep. So I am sitting here myspacing and adding to my site in a very quiet house except for my profile song blaring. You gotta here it, it's awesome but do it soon because it won't be on tomorrow. It is a today only opportunity.
Have been having way too much fun the last few weeks, and am looking forward to way more.
Have book fair this week at school and Lici's bday party next weekend (yes, it's two months late, but better late than never). It will be a Dodgeball party, fun eh?
Then end of school year activities and then Greece!!!!!!
MAN I AM so excited for that.
well, think maybe i'll go read since everyone is gone.
(Wow, this one is really old, funny to see Marley hasn't changed much. lol)
No one has called me and my sisters are not online so wtf?
I did however, recieve a beautiful bouquet of roses and a balloon and card from my darling pookie...Thank you pook!
I'm waiting for Lici to get back from her b-ball game so we can go the ARF event in Walnut Creek with my dog, daughters and darling pook.
Marley is sleeping she like was a raving lunatic this am and cried herself back to sleep. So I am sitting here myspacing and adding to my site in a very quiet house except for my profile song blaring. You gotta here it, it's awesome but do it soon because it won't be on tomorrow. It is a today only opportunity.
Have been having way too much fun the last few weeks, and am looking forward to way more.
Have book fair this week at school and Lici's bday party next weekend (yes, it's two months late, but better late than never). It will be a Dodgeball party, fun eh?
Then end of school year activities and then Greece!!!!!!
MAN I AM so excited for that.
well, think maybe i'll go read since everyone is gone.
(Wow, this one is really old, funny to see Marley hasn't changed much. lol)
'Nite..
Friday, January 13, 2012
Wistfulness...
It just takes a hello to make me beam and release the images kept tucked away in my mind. Away in a place where my memories remain untouched by the years of gobblety gook that fades and blurs and melds the moments less treasured. Crisp, clear snapshots flash in my minds eye. Reminiscences that I grab hold of and pull around me like an elaborate worn patch work quilt and wrap myself in their velvety silkiness, using the corner to caress my cheek. I indulge myself and pour over each square and retell the story that goes with it. Each patch stitched with a vivid memory and quilted with nostalgia. I curl into the familiar fabric and the feelings of being safe and comfortable come easy. My eyes become teary and my throat gets knotted with the thought of how I was adored. In the rest of my life I have never felt as adored as I had then and I yearn for it now. Has anyone been as lucky as I? To have had that one person in your life that adored you more than any other, that person that you adored in kind? Where there wasn't a terrible ending, no sense of loss? No resentment, no spoils, just a natural progression of choices made and life lived? And as I am surrounded by all these precious moments, I long from time to time for a chance to add a patch to my dreamy, wistful blanket.
If you ever read this, you will know it is the moments I've spent with you that I have woven into this fanciful fabric.
If you ever read this, you will know it is the moments I've spent with you that I have woven into this fanciful fabric.
Monday, February 15, 2010
A global concern near and dear to my heart
“If we were ever to see the extinction of the honey bee, humankind would follow four years thereafter.” - Albert Einstein
I would like to bring awareness to the plight of the honey bee. Honey bees are dying rapidly, in fact, over the previous two winters, the US has lost 70 per cent of its honeybee colonies, according to ABC news (http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/04/24/2552327.htm) If an intervention of the tragic phenomena known as "Colony Collapse Disorder" does not occur, honey bees will be extinct in less than a decade.
Of course, one of the first things one associates with the honey bee is, of course, their golden sweet honey. In 2008, crop failures in the U.S., Argentina and Canada, plus very diminished imports from China seriously affected the availability of honey essentially to none causing honey prices to soar from .75 cents a pound in 2007 to $2.00 a pound in 2008 in the U.S. ** A classic example of supply and demand economics. Many of you readers may say "Eh, I don't use it much anyway." But honey is a main ingredient in beer and alcohol, it is an excellent preservative often added to foods for a twofer; sweetener and preservative. An additive to warm soothing or exhilirating teas. Honey is also used for many homeopathic remedies, many of which are listed at http://www.natural-healing-guide.com/natures-remedies.htm.
The second thing a person may realize with the advent of the absence of the honey bee is the absence of pollination. Without the work of our honey bees crops around the world will diminish. "Every third bite we consume in our diet is dependent on a honeybee to pollinate that food," said Zac Browning, vice president of the American Beekeeping Federation. *** Without a solution to this malady, world famine will increase, changing diets and risking human health. And not only crops intended for human consumption will suffer but the indigenous crops that supply food to the animals of our earth which in turn, effects our entire food chain. Honey bee pollination also helps to revive agricultural systems in war ravaged terrain and are used to help detect land mines at no danger to themselves.
There are more subtle products honey bees provide us as well. Lip balm, petroleum jelly, facial creams, and bees wax that would surely be missed by many.
I would like to bring awareness to the plight of the honey bee. Honey bees are dying rapidly, in fact, over the previous two winters, the US has lost 70 per cent of its honeybee colonies, according to ABC news (http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/04/24/2552327.htm) If an intervention of the tragic phenomena known as "Colony Collapse Disorder" does not occur, honey bees will be extinct in less than a decade.
Of course, one of the first things one associates with the honey bee is, of course, their golden sweet honey. In 2008, crop failures in the U.S., Argentina and Canada, plus very diminished imports from China seriously affected the availability of honey essentially to none causing honey prices to soar from .75 cents a pound in 2007 to $2.00 a pound in 2008 in the U.S. ** A classic example of supply and demand economics. Many of you readers may say "Eh, I don't use it much anyway." But honey is a main ingredient in beer and alcohol, it is an excellent preservative often added to foods for a twofer; sweetener and preservative. An additive to warm soothing or exhilirating teas. Honey is also used for many homeopathic remedies, many of which are listed at http://www.natural-healing-guide.com/natures-remedies.htm.
The second thing a person may realize with the advent of the absence of the honey bee is the absence of pollination. Without the work of our honey bees crops around the world will diminish. "Every third bite we consume in our diet is dependent on a honeybee to pollinate that food," said Zac Browning, vice president of the American Beekeeping Federation. *** Without a solution to this malady, world famine will increase, changing diets and risking human health. And not only crops intended for human consumption will suffer but the indigenous crops that supply food to the animals of our earth which in turn, effects our entire food chain. Honey bee pollination also helps to revive agricultural systems in war ravaged terrain and are used to help detect land mines at no danger to themselves.
There are more subtle products honey bees provide us as well. Lip balm, petroleum jelly, facial creams, and bees wax that would surely be missed by many.
Honey bees buzz in a special place in my heart and to see them suffer and approach the brink of extinction scares me and causes me great heartache. Please be aware of this serious global problem. A few simple ways you can aide in relieving the suffering hives is to buy local honey encouraging the population of bee keepers' private hives. Buy Burt's Bees skin care products which began funding the Honeybee Health Improvement Project. Support your local organic farmers at your local farmers' markets. And even enjoying a scoop or two of honey flavored ice cream at Hagen Dazs raises funds for research facilities dedicated to resolving Colony Collapse Disorder.
“Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.”
~ Robert Green Ingersoll
by
Melissa Morgan~Heim
** http://www.thedailygreen.com/environmental-news/blogs/bees/colony-collapse-disorder-55061804?src=rss#ixzz0eH1TIkyl
*** http://www.naturalnews.com/021724.html
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I won the One Minute Writer blog!
The following blurb is the first public recognition I have received for my writing. May not seem like much, but is enough of a boost to keep me going. It's my response for the prompt "Water". The response could be anything fictional to do with anything that involved water.
"No." He regretted it as soon as his lips pursed to make the "o" sound. Her eyes welled with tears instantly. He hated her cries, subtle, heart felt not like other girls' cries surrounded in drama. He watched as one mascara tinged tear ran down the inside of her cheek and off the ridge of her upper lip. He reached his calloused hand out to catch it .
C. Beth (host of the blog One Minute Writer http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/) words of praise:
Congratulations, Melissa Morgan! I could picture this scene and love the emotion in it.
This is a fun blog to check out. An original blog that allows the guest bloggers to interact rather than just read personal blah blah blah. The daily prompts stimulate thought throughout my day.
"No." He regretted it as soon as his lips pursed to make the "o" sound. Her eyes welled with tears instantly. He hated her cries, subtle, heart felt not like other girls' cries surrounded in drama. He watched as one mascara tinged tear ran down the inside of her cheek and off the ridge of her upper lip. He reached his calloused hand out to catch it .
C. Beth (host of the blog One Minute Writer http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/) words of praise:
Congratulations, Melissa Morgan! I could picture this scene and love the emotion in it.
This is a fun blog to check out. An original blog that allows the guest bloggers to interact rather than just read personal blah blah blah. The daily prompts stimulate thought throughout my day.
Welcome to the Honey Pot.
This blog is my tiny dimension in the vastness of the blogosphere of the over opinionated, the self-indulgent, and general blow hards, to create as I please. Be it prose, thoughts, rants, opinions, ramblings, discoveries, or photos or on the rare occasion paintings, one and all I aim to share and allow serendipity to do her thang.Allow me to introduce myself. I am Melissa Morgan-Heim. Melissa, my given name, means honey bee in Greek and generally translated as sweet as honey. Also, was the name of the Greek princess from Crete who turned to a honey bee after learning to collect honey. My surname, Morgan, means "bright sea and dwells by the sea" in Welsh, and my married name Heim means "Home" in German.
The pot where my sweet honey of creative juices shall flow with viscous thoughts and golden words. Where a reader may allow me to sweeten their cup of morning Earl Grey, their afternoon cup of Darjeeling or their evening mug of chamomile tea and on the occasion (probably more often than not) provide enough spice to make chai.
I aspire to be a writer of some sort, or sort of a writer would probably be more accurate. According to writers with whom I have engaged, my proclitivity to procrastination qualifies me.
I am currently rotating through, a short sexy steamy story. A novel of a woman who loses her mind only to find she was robbed of it. A childrens story, inspired by my daughters, of princesses and dark forests, of a devious gecko and a staircase that leads to underground frenzied flames (pretty dark for a children's book I know, I'm working on lightening it up a little, the flames aren't quite bright enough). I also have my eyes set on a romantic novel where upon the universe has bestowed upon the heroine a gift.
And last but not least, a novel named "The Chosen One" which is about the rapture. Christ is reincarnated in the form of a young girl born to a family of misfits chosen by the little girl's mother of a previous life. Unable to provide the correct conditions for the child to bring the rapture in that life, she must try again in this next life. The little girl's absent father from her previous life has been yanked away from his afterlife of comforts by the scorned mother and returned to Earth as a bum to protect and guide the child until her purpose comes to fruition. But the rapture is not dependent on the child but of the mother and father resolving the issues of their previous life.
Hopefully that made sense, if not, add a little more honey to your tea, stir, listen to your spoon clink against the sides of your tea cup, peak out your window at the weathered sky and try not to mourn the previous minute you spent reading the ridiculous synopsis above that you will never get back.
Allow me to introduce myself again. I am Melissa Morgan, the sweet honey bee inviting you into her home of the bright sea and this little virtual stage is The Honey Pot. Thank you so much for stopping by and please feel free to say hello or whatever else may be on your mind.
Peace, Love and Happiness
Melissa
The Queen Bee
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