Way to go Real Salt Lake! They won their soccer game against Beckham and the LA Galaxy tonight in L.A. Now, truthfully, I don't like soccer. Played it in junior high and got beat to a pulp. I never watched or played it even when all these years later a gorgeous, huge soccer stadium was built here in Sandy, Utah. What would happen overseas at soccer games scared me.. the violence and tragedy at GAMES for crying out loud. Never was I going to be remotely close to a game.
The came Connor, a nephew of my daughter through marriage. He was one of his high school stars and they were having a Utah State Playoff here at the Real Stadium. Would I like to come?
Crap! Had to support the family so begrudgingly went along barely daring to look at first. At first. I screamed, I jumped, I yelled. But I also heard the grunts and groans, the broken hand, the smashing of unprotected bodies colliding. All in all? I had a blast! But on the way out, I knew I would not attend another game. I don't have the make-up to be in that audience. Don't get me wrong, I totally respect the game and the players, I simply cannot watch them.
Then tonight, instead of news it was the last 30 min or so of the televised game and I almost broke my couch as Real scored 3 consecutive goals. It was great. No, I still will not attend a game in person, but surely did enjoy tonight. Note, I did not use the word never.

Sorry this will be short tonight. Lack of food is catching up and I am too weak to sit at the keyboard and don't want to talk foolish ramblings.
Please, if you have read me more than once, I'd so appreciate a comment just to let me know you are real. Gotta lay down for a while. I love all of you out there.

I didn't get up until 330 am to look outside for some solar displays. I didn't see anything but a black cat that tore past me so fast I almost fell into the front door. That was enough for me.
I am getting anxious to get back to work. I am on an experimental diet of mellow foods for now.The doc needs to determine if its fiber, dairy, meds, whatever is causing my duodenum to inflame and digestion worsen. Aw, it's such a miserable topic. I banish it. When I can eat and get my strength back I'll be happy. Legs are back, but light headedness and starving is still bad.
Moving on, tonight is the last of Utah's Legislature and once again they are scrambling like bumpkin mice to pass the final bills. Once again, some are resorting to shenanigans of closed door meetings and political bribery that has slowed things down, hence the mad dash. They never learn. Each time someone is elected they make promises and denounce the practices of those who've gone before and BAM! they want to write a bill with their name on it and renew the process of power gone awry. Everyone wants to write and pass a bill.

I love hummingbirds and was like a kid in a candy store tonight watching a documentary on the PBS Channel. I am an armchair traveler and have much respect and gratitude to those who bring the world and its' wonders to my home. The photography of these tiny souls was breathtaking. Did you know the size of their eggs is comparable to a Tic Tac? They literally hibernate at night to conserve energy. It was a fascinating fundraiser for PBS so I am hoping it will be repeated this week. Perhaps Netflix would have it or PBS.com. You would enjoy it.
Tonight is a full moon, a "worm moon" to be more exact having to do with earthworms. Don't ask, that's all I know via KSL TV's meteorologist Kevin Eubank.
I am crazy but planning to set me alarm for 245 am MDT. That is 15 minutes before they are expecting the solar explosion to first affect the east coast of the U.S. Power grids could be affected, airplane communications, Northern Lights enhanced. I probably won't see anything but want to say I tried. Not that I want anything weird and Hollywood Cosmic to happen. My life is plenty full right now, thank you.

I'm sure some of you will identify with the frustrations of packaging. You need tools just to open something. It took me an hour to get my camera and all the accessories out of the toughest plastic I've ever had to deal with. Scissors, a pen, a pocket knife, scrapes on my knuckles and plenty of bad words went into it. But, I did it. This bonding got off to a rocky start. I can laugh about it now but I was near tears a few times. What cruel mind decided to seriously embed the product? One with a perverted sense of humor.

It was over 60 degrees yesterday here in Utah, tonight it is 30 and snowing. Just 10 miles west of me they have 50+ mph winds and 7 inches of snow in the past few hours; here I have an inch at most and breezy. Yesterday, my husband saw a large, yellow butterfly, today just wind and dust before the storm. I love this place. All the seasons, all the colors and mountains as high as the sky.

I bought a camera, a Cool Pix . In the early 70's I was really into photography, self taught at developing. Before I was a police dispatcher I began taking accident /fire photos for the local paper.It was all going well until a horrible day. It was Mother's Day. I think 1976.Anyone who worked in any Sandy Dept. that day remembers the Mother's Day Electrocutions.There were so many calls it overwhelmed the 911 system. 2 friends were attempting to put up an antenna for a CB in their apartment. There were wires overhead and they made contact. Both men were electrocuted and literally impaled by the pole into the ground. It was beyond horrific..the wives and children were there and being on a main street people were grabbing their CB's as well as phones and calling 911. No one was able to disconnect the men from the voltage. I didn't have my pager so someone else took the pictures but that night, for hours, I helped another officer develop them up at the fire dept. All these years later, it takes but a second to remember every detail. Shortly after, I told the departments I would not be taking pictures anymore. The whole feel of photography buried itself inside me.
But recently my need to write is growing stronger. Two things help me. One is music and the other is pictures...from magazines, calenders, old photos, book covers, etc. I was just beginning to take my own pictures for inspiration when this happened. I gave away my camera.
Well, I have a new one I must bond with. My last camera was ancient. I hope to start again and write along with it. This is a big step for me. Thanks for letting me share this part of my life.