Loose Leaf Notes

If you wait long enough styles come back, so do blog posts. It seems that yesterday’s meme “One of These Things is Not Like the Other” was called “Liar Liar Pants on Fire” when I played it back in October and November 2005, and was called “Truth or Lies” when I played it in January 2006. I even used some of the same “things I’ve done that you probably have not” that I did in this recent meme, so long time readers had an advantage. In those past games I revealed more about my one-time job as a night watchman, that I have done some unpaid runway modeling before, that I have segmental vitiligo (which caused the left side of my head, my eyebrow and eyelashes on that side to go white due pigment loss), and how and why Joe and I rode out of the Havasupi Indian Reservation in the Grand Canyon on a helicopter.
As for the more recently posted truths and one lie: Joe, my sons and I lived in a bus one summer on the Zephyr Farm community (our current neighbors) when the owner’s of the farm house we were living it would not renew the lease and we couldn’t find housing. The bus was attached to a very small cabin. We had no indoor plumbing or electricity.
Back in those days we did weekly saunas at the Zephyr sauna house. Part of the ritual was to sweat enough and get heated enough that you could jump in the pond to cool down (even in winter). It was very invigorating!
I met Jessica Lange at a 2003 peace march in Washington to protest the invasion of Iraq in. She was a speaker. I gave her a copy of my poem “Dream for President Bush, which was later read on a Pacifica Radio.
Years ago some of us in Floyd studied under herbalist Susun Weed and learned to make medicinal tinctures. I currently grow Echinacea and Valerian and make tinctures from those roots, as well as from wild weeds.
When I was less than one year old, I was hospitalized for a month with first degree burns. We had no hot water and my mother was boiling water to wash clothes. As she carried a pot full of boiling water over to the washing machine, she lost control and dropped it. I was crawling nearby and was badly burned. Back then they used butter to treat burns. Seems it worked because I was only left with scars around my ankles where hot water seeped around my socks and where they forgot to put the butter.
They say a lie is 80% truth. I actually was in a pie eating contest at a Fourth of July Parade and Celebration when I was young girl. I remember being thrilled that someone was going to let me eat as much free blueberry pie as I wanted. I did not win the contest though.
But Tabor did! She correctly picked out the pie eating lie.