Ahira's Hangar

I know how asthma feels..hang in there Duchess!! Further up, and further in!<i></i>

I'll be just fine in a few days, guys! He's just overreacting because my coughing has kept him up the last few nights and he's complaining that I haven't let him sleep since last Thursday. I went back to the doc again this morning, and they're putting me in bed until this Thursday . Which I will hate beyond words, but Maybe I can get some reading in between naps.
I'm just glad the kids are wrapped up in their tv show so I could sneak out of bed for awhile!
There's a thread over at the Watch about what makes you bored?? My answer would be being stuck in bed for days, without even enough to energy to read. Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

((((duchess))))

poor duchess .. on both counts .. being sick and being stuck!!

get well soon!!

asthma is the pitts! 'Smoke me a kipper .. I'll be back for breakfast!

'health and healing<i>Edited by: danlo60 at: 5/7/03 4:02:39 pm
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It's the weekend everybody! Let's party! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

I am with u Duchess!!!! :rockn :pipe (just have 2 wake up 1st! ) And now Danlo looked in that direction, too. He remembered that snowy owls mate in the darkest part of deep winter, and so along with this beautiful white bird perched in a tree a hundred feet away, he turned to face the sea as he watched and waited.

Ahira, Ahira, he called out silently to the sky. Ahira, Ahira<i>Edited by: danlo60 at: 5/7/03 4:03:32 pm
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Is it the weekend already? Short weeks are awesome! He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

Short weeks? You forget about those of us woking in forced labor camps...Alright, I don't work in a forced labor camp, but we sure don't get very many short weeks - only the major holidays.. <i></i>

Man, I fell and bruised my ankle..feels better now then it did.. He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

I'm sorry to hear that you got hurt! Hope you make a full recovery soon!
I've had a heckuva week, too, between my sinus infection/asthma, finding out yesterday that one of my kids might have to have some outpatient sugery in a couple of months, and getting an on the job injury last night. Oh, and we're having a huge ice storm and snowstorm tomorrow.

I'm glad I will never have to do this week ever again! Can you say S-T-R-E-S-S? Things have got to go up from here!! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i>Edited by: Duchess of Malfi  at: 2/22/03 7:52:36 am
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I can say 1 thing, NM! But we don't want many folks knowing our litle secret--absolutely beautiful weather all the time and it's relatively "stress free", as long as u don't talk 2 any1..Hang in there Duchess! Y every1 doesn't move 2 NM is byond me! But, actually, we really don't want people 2 move here! And now Danlo looked in that direction, too. He remembered that snowy owls mate in the darkest part of deep winter, and so along with this beautiful white bird perched in a tree a hundred feet away, he turned to face the sea as he watched and waited.

Ahira, Ahira, he called out silently to the sky. Ahira, Ahira<i></i>

Actually, I've always though central Arizona, up near the mountains, would be a fine place to live...

Today shouldn't be too bad. Now they're saying only a bit of ice, followed by ten inches of snow. And I'd rather have snow than ice any day of the year. Last winter when we had an ice storm we lost our power for a week, and the house got pretty cold...mostly snow isn't that bad! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

It's sleeting here.. He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

Just heard Baltimore got the most snow in recorded history: 28 inches...brrrr And now Danlo looked in that direction, too. He remembered that snowy owls mate in the darkest part of deep winter, and so along with this beautiful white bird perched in a tree a hundred feet away, he turned to face the sea as he watched and waited.

Ahira, Ahira, he called out silently to the sky. Ahira, Ahira<i></i>

we never got the freezing rain.

we're supposed to get about a foot of snow tonight...means my yard will be filled with laughing kids tomorrow -- we have the best sledding hills in the neighborhood! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

No snow here. Just cold with a 20mph wind. <i></i>