FIL Update 2

The latest is he is back in his room, still in ICU, but resting. The latest surgery went well and it seems the infection hasn’t spread as deeply as they feared. He’s not out of the woods by any means, but things are looking more promising. They plan another surgery for Saturday hopefully it will be the last one needed, we’ll have to wait and see.

I would like to thank everyone for your thoughts and prayers, they have been greatly appreciated and I know they have eased my own worries. 

I will keep you updated as I get more information.

 

With gratitude,

Kira

2013 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 24,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 9 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

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Am I Missing Something? (Update)

First off let me say I am not complaining, I am however, a little confused. Maybe different eyes will see what ever it is I seem to be missing when I look at myself. Now, I do admit to being critical of my appearance especially when I’m ‘al natural.’ The truth is I expect to be greeted with male pronouns and generally treated like a guy whenever I go out like this. What still throws me a little is being treated as a woman and addressed with female pronouns. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve pretty much given up on the idea of ‘guy mode’ vs ‘girl mode’, I act pretty much the same no matter how I think I am presenting.

Having just said all of this…

I went to Costco again today and again I was walking. First off a gentleman I didn’t know started taking to me after he had caught up to me, and while he didn’t use female pronouns, I had the distinct impression he thought he was speaking to a woman. Then in the store, I was greeted with female pronouns, and seriously, I have noticed women treat me differently, greet me differently, and just seem to be more open and relaxed around me than I ever remember.

Maybe I’m making more of this than it really is. Maybe it nothing more than wishful thinking on my part, but I’m including a picture of how I went out today. (It isn’t the greatest, but my middle boy took it of me so please be kind.) 🙂

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So you tell me, guy? girl, neither?

Oh, and this was all after being mistaken for A on the phone this morning…

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Add this one with my ‘enhancers’ which give me an A cup. I wasn’t wearing them earlier though…

Brenda Schmitz’s Christmas Wish

Tissue Alert!

If you don’t have a tear in your eye after seeing this…

 

Dead woman’s wish granted to husband, family (Video)

A woman dying of ovarian cancer planned and left a gift for her loving husband and children that they received two years after she died.

You can read the story Here

Watch below

 

Apple CEO Tim Cook pulls for LGBT rights in award ceremony speech

Tim Cook

 

Comments are latest in an increasing public show of support for LGBT issues from normally reticent Cook.

Apple CEO Tim Cook made a rare public appeal for gay rights and for an end to racial and gender discrimination as he made an acceptance speech for a lifetime achievement award from his alma mater, Auburn University.

Read more Here.

Coffee Break – A Short Story

Gabby looked through the steam rising from her coffee. The liquid so hot it threatened to burn her through the styrofoam.

 Somewhere behind her came a voice thick with disgust,

“Filthy beggars, all they want is money to buy more booze.”

She did’t have to look to see who had spoken, she had heard the same thing or a variation countless times and sometimes they were accurate, she couldn’t deny such a sad truth, yet she saw it as no reason not to be kind when given the chance. She didn’t know someones story. There could be countless reasons why a person found themselves down and out, living on the unforgiving streets and none of them mattered, really. A person in need was a person in need regardless of the cause. 

“Here you go, Miss,” the vendor gave her a gap toothed smile as he handed her a cardboard container with four more steaming drinks.

She returned the smile with a “Thank you” along with a ten and a wave, “Keep the change.”

She crossed the street with the light and headed to the far corner where four  men stood huddled around a steam vent in the sidewalk.

One, his coat two sizes too big and shabby from long use turned as she approached. He was wearing a ‘Bud Lite’ ball cap on top of a overflowing mane of silver hair which fell into his tired grey eyes. His mouth, barely seen through a thick mustache and grizzled beard, curved into a smile as his eyes caught what she was holding.

“Here dad, something to warm you and the boys.”