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one shot a day…

Posted in carpe diem!, crazy unadulterated bullshit, fambly and friends, grateful, humble and grateful, in the summertime, just phucking funny, love, offspring, precious & few, sunshine on August 9, 2009 by whyvonne

this idea was totally STOLEN from my buddy BJ Hill,
who just turned 33 (gasp!)…

since life does indeed seem to pass by in the blink of an eye…

i am going to attempt to post one photograph from my life each and every day…

i hope you enjoy these moments as much as i enjoy capturing them!

 ~ WHYvonne

 tshirts

this shot came about as a result of a recent camping trip to
myles standish state forest in carver, massachusetts.
while making a list of necessary equipment to take along,
one wiseguy in our party jokingly suggested,

“everybody bring ONE shirt, ONE pair of shorts, ONE pair of socks…”

to which 12 year old benjamin replied enthusiastically,
“YES !…we change on wednesday!”

which led yours truly to make everyone a
t-shirt bearing that sentiment.

(it actually DID become a contest
to see who got the DIRTIEST by week’s end…
we all showered daily but wore the same
white t-shirt ONLY while at the campground!!)

you gotta love kids at this age.
EVERYTHING is funny.

 

a conversation with stephen king

Posted in art, carpe diem!, Christ-in-a-sidecar, grateful, humble and grateful, hump-worthy, jesus krispies!, making a difference, precious & few, smucking BRILLIANT!, stephen king, stirring of the soul, tales of my sanity have been greatly exaggerated on November 11, 2008 by whyvonne

 

totally unauthorized photo of steve and...that other author
totally unauthorized photo of steve and…that other author

so, simon and schuster/scribner graciously pre-released a big batch o’ king’s latest book last thursday, and, in cooperation with the odyssey bookshop in south hadley, massachusetts, hosted “a conversation with stephen king and richard russo” at mount holysmoke college. i was fortunate enough to score a ticket when they were released, hence this post. for those of you who weren’t, the new title “just after sunset” is being released to the uh, general public, today. {giggle.}

 
by the time odyssey bookshop owners had read through their list of “thank you’s” and the history of the bookstore, i was up to page 37 or so. “just after sunset” is a collection of short stories spurned on by stephen’s recent experience editing the annual “best american short stories” series in 2006. during the evening he talked about the form, and how he hoped he could rekindle his excitement and proficiency at this particular style of writing. uh, mission accomplished, mr. king.
 
whether you know me or not, or wish to, you still may not know that i am one of stevie’s biggest cockadoodie fans! i have an entire bookshelf in my living room with only His books adorning the shelves. these include the hardcover and paperback editions, and a few duplicates for some God-knows-why reason.
some of his expressions and exclamations have made their way into my everyday language {i.e.: jesus krispies!, fuck me freddy, christ-in-a-sidecar, and do the day, and let the day do you!}. i have everything he’s ever written, including some audiobooks, and mostly everything that’s ever been written about him. to me, his biggest appeal is that he carries you right into the story, crafting characters that are so familiar, likeable or not, that you recognize them as people you already know. then he introduces a bizarre element, something you normally couldn’t even fathom, but since he’s already reeled you in…you just accept it, and read on. the horror genre is not all about monsters and boogeymen; sometimes it encompasses the horror of the mind that grips your very soul and can be just as paralytically terrifying as being stalked by a rabid dog on a hot summer day.
…in no particular order, the high-est-lights of the evening, IMHO, were as follows:
  • handing my literary hero my $160 monteverde fountain pen, {when i removed the cap, there was a resounding CLICK! in the auditorium, stevie’s security guy standing behind him raised one eyebrow, then probably realized i didn’t look like much of a threat}, and somehow stammering “i am a calligrapher. would you use my pen?” i had something else exceptionally brilliant to follow that, but instead morphed into a 12 year-old girl needing to buy a vowel. i exited left as gracefully as i could, being herded along by the rest of the crowd, happy in the knowledge that He is the only other person to ever use that pen, except yours truly. {giggle.}
  • the announcement of the benefactor of a portion of ticket sales, the food bank of western massachusetts, {more introductions here} ~ and the bookstore owners bringing out a comically large check in the amount of $18,565.00 !
  • king, commenting on dead zone: “when mccain picked palin as his running mate, tabitha and i looked at each other and said ‘that’s greg stillson in a skirt!’ “
  • king, answering a question about his books-turned-movies: commenting on the new verizon commercial, where the two dead-looking twins get off the elevator, a-la-the shining, and say “it’s a dead zone here.” and how horrifying that kind of stuff is to him.
  • when asked by moderator joe donahue {host of “the roundtable” on WAMC, 90.3 FM}, “what’s your favorite curse word, and why?”…steve did a spot-on imitation of kathy bates as annie wilkes in “misery“: “he didn’t get out of that COCKADOODIE CARRRR!” …then expounded a little on expressions that cracked him up as a kid: “i wouldn’t give a tin shit!” and “shit or go blind.” …much laughter here. fellow author richard russo deferred answering first, so he could compose himself…and went on to tell a tale of how the “c” word is used commonly in england, much like “bitch” is here. how he called his daughter recently, who works in a family-owned frame shop in london, and her use of the word over the telephone. his kneejerk reaction: shock. then, chuckling, “i am so proud of her!” …thunderous applause.
  • stephen king discussing “on writing“, and the Q & A session at the conclusion of the discussion.

 this girl left with a huge shit-eatin grin on her face, and in her very heart.

thanQ !

Posted in bewilderness, carpe diem!, fambly and friends, fathers and daughters, grateful, herself, humble and grateful, in the summertime, jesus krispies!, love, my inner child, nurturing, selflessness, stirring of the soul, sunshine, Uncategorized on August 3, 2008 by whyvonne

a hearty and heartfelt “thanQ” to
those of you who touched my life
in some way this weekend!
{oh, yeah…you know who you are.}

it was a beautiful and memorable
birthday weekend,
to be sure.

humbled, grateful and amazed…
~ yvonne elizabeth

* um, who gives the best birthday gifts?
YEAH, i do!
…this year it had to be this
since i used up my other three sets
creating a personalized accent table!

yvonne, at 47.91666

Posted in art, carpe diem!, fambly and friends, growth & change, herself, humble and grateful, in the summertime, inner peace, love, my inner child, nurturing, precious & few, sunshine, Uncategorized on July 17, 2008 by whyvonne

these days are my summer
i shall not want

i will lie down in green pastures
and dream as the clouds float by,
feeling the wind caress my skin

i will attend concerts and shows
and celebrate the wonder of gifted musicians

i will go barefoot as often as possible
and feel the earth embrace my skin

i will absorb the sunshine
and marvel in its healing rays

i will stay up late
and awaken at the last possible moment

i will go for long lazy stolls through wooded areas
and let my thoughts ebb and flow,
as easily as the oceantide

i will exalt over the bounty of the season
reveling in the sweet taste of fresh summer fruit, freshly caught fish
and the occasional oh-so-necessary ice cream cone

i will recline as i see fit,
and Do Nothing,
and Not Bother

i will accept every invitation
without reservation
or hesitation
to go forth and recreate

so i can gather these happy, tired
sand-encrusted, SPF-scented memories
and recall them in the deadness of my winter

yea, though i walk
through the valley of the shadow
of No Accrued Vacation Time,
i shall not fear
  
 i will seize each day
and let each day seize me!
 

carpe diem

Posted in acts of nature, art, carpe diem!, grateful, growth & change, humble and grateful, in the summertime, inner peace, my inner child, nurturing, science & nature, stirring of the soul, Uncategorized on May 16, 2008 by whyvonne

seize the day…

…and let the day seize you!

image copyright 2008 ~ y.e.a.

ascent and descent

Posted in acts of nature, bewilderness, carpe diem!, changes, chemistry, fact or fiction?, grateful, growth & change, herself, humble and grateful, inner peace, love, my inner child, nurturing, science & nature, shades of grey, silence, stirring of the soul, trust, Uncategorized on April 25, 2008 by whyvonne

sitting side by side on the picnic table, in the clearing near the parking area at the base of the mountain, they shared an organic brew that boasted one of his photographs. the landscape image that had been “flopped, cropped and photoshopped” dominated the label.

she was at once proud of him, and perhaps just a little jealous.

her attempt at under-apologizing was futile; she knew in her heart of hearts that this hike was more than just a little ambitious for her. her frequent stops to catch her breath and slow her heart thudding maddeningly in her chest didn’t seem to bother him…he had even taken her pack from her partway up the mountain to make it easier for her.

as they sat together, recovering, in a companionable silence, he announced that he had planned on saving this particular bottle for a special occasion – and this was it.

she was at a loss for words.

abruptly, she confessed:
“i never intended to re-appear; my only intention was to disappear.”
with that she excused herself and walked to the far side of the clearing, hearing him say,
“…and then she disappeared again…”

she chuckled inwardly. she adored his sense of humor, even though the subject matter wasn’t at all funny. as if her words could even touch on an explanation of why she had been in absentia for six weeks.

what had caught her eye across the lawn was several piles of snow; such an odd sight on this unseasonably hot day! she reached the snow, and bending down, scooped up a handful, smiling as she shaped it into a snowball. it was the perfect consistency! she turned and walked back toward him, feeling the gritty ice already beginning to melt in her hands. when she reached him, her hands were icy cold and dripping; she tenderly touched his sunburned arms with her wet cold hands, loving the contrast of it…her cold hands on his hot skin…then she gently bathed his neck, his ears…

 

 

you know you’re a nurse when…

Posted in carpe diem!, just phucking funny, making a difference, nursing 101, science & nature, tales of my sanity have been greatly exaggerated, The Right Thing on March 11, 2008 by whyvonne

i intend no offense to anyone reading this, since we are all patients at one time or another…

and it may seem an odd time to post this in the wake of the shitstorm i am currently caught up in….but sometimes you just need PHUNNY.

thanQ to my sistah-in-nursing, dianne, for today’s laughs…

nurse.jpg

YOU KNOW YOU’RE A NURSE WHEN…

  • The front of your scrubs reads “Nurses… here to save your ass, not kiss it!”
     
  • You occasionally park in the space with the “physicians only” sign…and knock it over.
     
  • You believe some patients are alive only because it’s illegal to kill them.
  • You recognize that you can’t cure stupid.
  • You own at least three pens with the names of prescription medications on them.
  • You believe there’s a special place in hell for the inventor of the call light.
  • You believe that saying “it can’t get any worse” causes it to get worse just to show you it can.
  • You wash your hands BEFORE you go to the bathroom.
  • You believe that any job where you can drive to work in your pajamas is a cool one.
  • You consider a tongue depressor an eating utensil.
     
  • Eating microwave popcorn out of a clean bedpan is perfectly natural.
     
  • You’ve been exposed to so many x-rays that you consider it a form of birth control.
  • You’ve ever heard a patient with a nose ring, a brow ring, and twelve earrings say “I’m afraid of shots.”
     
  • You’ve ever placed a bet on someone’s blood alcohol level.
  • You’ve told a confused patient that your name is that of a coworker’s and to call if they need help.
  • Your bladder can expand to the size of a Winnebago’s water tank.
  • You have seen more penises than any prostitute could dream of.
  • You believe that not all patients are annoying…some are unconscious.
  • Your family and friends refuse to watch medical sitcoms with you because you spend the whole time correcting everyone and pointing out upside down x-rays.
  • You don’t get excited about blood, unless it’s your own.
  • You’ve sworn to have “do not resuscitate” tat tooed on your chest. Soon.
  • Discussing dismemberment over a gourmet meal is perfectly normal to you.
  • Your idea of fine dining is anywhere you can sit down to eat.
  • Your idea of a good time is a cardiac arrest at shift change.
  • You believe in the aerial spraying of Prozac.
  • You believe that “shallow gene pool” should be a recognized diagnosis.
  • You believe that the government should require permits to reproduce.
  • You believe that unspeakable evils will befall anyone who utters the phrase “Wow, it’s really quiet today,isn’t it?
  • You have ever wanted to write a book entitled “Suicide: getting it right the first time.”
  • You have ever had a patient look you straight in the eye and say “I have no idea how that got stuck in there.”
  • You’ve had to leave a patient’s room before you begin to laugh uncontrollably.