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Day 2155: Try me

Let’s try on this definition of “Try me” from The Free Dictionary:

Try me

Also found in: Wikipedia.

Try me.
Ask me.; Give me a chance.

A: I don’t suppose you know what the Achaean League is. B: Try me.

I don’t suppose you know what the Achaean League is, because I don’t either.  However, ask me and give me a chance to show you why I’ve chosen “Try me” for today’s post title.


I didn’t try that moisturizer at MiAlisa Salon yesterday, but I did try to take other photos, which involved trying things.

I tried on some new socks and leggings yesterday morning, despite reading an online article, “What Middle Aged Women Should Not Wear” which included patterned socks and leggings. Try as I might, I can’t find that article today. Also, I’m past middle age, so maybe it’s not so bad if I keep trying those things. However, that combination might be particularly trying.

There’s my friend Deb, trying to pick up leaves in her back yard. Do you want more information about those yellow leaf-picker-uppers?  Try me.  If I don’t know, I can always try to ask Deb.

Here are other images I tried to capture yesterday:

I enjoy images that show people trying new things, including crafts like mosaic quilting and flameworking. If you’re trying too hard to read some of those pictures, try clicking on them to make them larger.






Do you know what season it is around here?  Try me.

As I try to finish up today’s blog post, I’m going to try to share what else is on my mind.  I do want people to try me — to ask me and give me a chance.   I try to convey that as best as I can.  Sometimes I might try too hard and perhaps people find that trying. Also, I can find it trying, sometimes, to try to ask others for what I need.

Do you have questions about all this?  Try me.

Here‘s “Try Me” by James Brown.


Do you want to know how much gratitude I have for all those who helped me create today’s blog post and for you?  Try me.



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Day 741: Patterns

There are certain patterns I follow when I start writing a blog post every day, including searching through my old posts for my working title.

Just now, when I searched previous posts for “Patterns,” I found these:

Day 725: Fractal

Day 663: Hard Eights

Day 658: Missing and Coming Back

Day 652: Magical Thinking

Day 525: Judgment and love

Day 423: Teaching an old dog new tricks

Day 325:  The Anniversary Connection

Day 192: Random thoughts at 4:17 AM, July 11, 2013

Day 94: What sticks, what doesn’t, and putting things in perspective


If I had to write a ten-page paper today about the patterns I see in those posts above, I would probably include the following points:

  1. The percentage of posts I’ve written with the word “pattern” in them  increased precipitously between days 652 and 725.
  2. At some point between days 423 and 525, I started using more initial capital letters in my titles.
  3. Day 325 shows an exception to that Initial Capitalization Trend, but that very well might be The Exception That Proves the Rule.
  4. Another observable pattern in my posts, over time, is increasingly shortening titles.
  5. I continue to be amazed that I haven’t used important and obvious words (like “Patterns” or “Pattern”) in the titles of my 740 posts.

Thank goodness, I do NOT have to write a 10-page paper about this or anything else today. Why?  Because I’m not in school any more!

Here’s another personal pattern of mine: When I’m happy about something, I smile (which you can’t see right now) and I often say, “Yay!”

Yay! I just broke a pattern there. I’ve never tried to use an animated gif before on WordPress.

Another pattern of mine:

  1. I decide to try something new.
  2. I research it, somewhat quickly.
  3. I get impatient with the research.
  4. I give the new thing a try.
  5. It’s not perfect, but it’ll do.

Where was I?  Oh, yes! I was celebrating — with Kermit the Frog — how I’m not in school any more and I don’t have to write papers.

However, I do need to write a blog post today, about Patterns.

Here goes!

As human beings, we tend to see and follow patterns.

As a human being, I see and follow patterns, too. In my blog posts, these patterns include:

  •  lots of lists.
  •  numbered lists (only if I don’t plan to interrupt that list, since numbered lists here will start re-numbering from 1).
  • bulleted lists (like this list) when I plan to interrupt the list with something like, say,  a photo that reflects the title and subject of the post.


  • Links to previous posts, especially the latest one.
  • Digressions.
  • A balance of old and new.
  • Images of animals, especially our two cats (that’s Oscar, above).
  • Photos I’ve taken recently (usually the day before).

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  • Images I find whimsical and interesting.
  • A stand-in for myself like Penny the Pen (a New Year pattern).
  • Images and words that form some sort of pattern.
  • Different sizes of pictures, to indicate importance or just because I like the way they look on the page.
  • An emphasis on people, especially ones who seem kind and helpful, like Gianni, who appeared previously in this here post.


Aren’t there some interesting patterns in that picture?

Another pattern of my posts: music!

But what possible piece of music uses “Patterns”? All music uses patterns, I suppose. So I can choose anything I want!


Another personal pattern: I have trouble making decisions, especially about routine matters and when I have a lot of choices.

I know! I’ll see what musical piece the music app on my phone chooses randomly now. (I’ve used that decision-making pattern before, here.) (Hmmm. Do two occurrences of anything create a pattern?)

(Donald Fagen performing “Weather in My Head” found here on YouTube.)

If you’ve observed any patterns remarkable or important to you in this post, please comment below (even if that’s not your usual pattern).

Thanks to Gianni (who works at a great store in Arlington, Massachusetts, USA whose name I can’t remember right now) (another pattern, for me); to Kermit, Oscar, Penny, Donald Fagen and all others who helped me create this patterned post;  and to everybody everywhere who sees or creates patterns (including you, of course!).

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Day 605: Poetry

In Day 589: One Thing, I posted four pictures of words I had encountered in my travels. Two of my generous readers saw the results as poetry, no less.

Ever since both Louise Gallagher and Hilary Custance Green saw a poem in that post, I’ve been considering that I might be poet (even if I don’t know it).

I might even be a good poet, like this impressive dog, whom I remember very clearly from a long-ago Late Night with David Letterman:

(“Summer”* found here on YouTube)

Actually, when I compare myself to that dog, I feel pretty daunted. I mean, that’s some damn fine poetry, don’t you think?

Comparing myself to other poets doesn’t help, though. Therefore, I am going to let go of the cognitive distortion of comparisons and doggedly try this poetry thing one more time, with some photos I took yesterday:








Geesh.  I don’t know about that poem. To me, it doesn’t seem right.

Two questions:  What’s wrong with it?  And can I fix it, before it’s time to publish this post?

Here’s what’s bugging me about that poem:

  • It doesn’t rhyme. And while lots of great poetry doesn’t rhyme, I HAVE written limericks (and a few other poems, too, now that I think of it) that rhyme fine. (And maybe I should show off that skill, here, to impress my readers.)
  • The “poem” implies that there is only one way to sustain yourself (which I don’t believe, by the way), and then it contradicts itself, by showing more than one way to do that.
  • One of the words I chose for that poem was “independently” and — while I value independence — I think we can be too independent, sometimes. It especially bothers me that I’m using the word “independently” within a post where (I hope) I’m showing how important the support of others can be, in helping me feel better about myself and take risks.
  • It doesn’t have a big finish. Even though I think the sentiment on that cup is helpful and important, I’m afraid it won’t leave a lasting impression.

So what to do, now, before I end this post? I really don’t want to rewrite that poem.

Well, I COULD show off one of my old limericks or other rhyming achievements from long ago. However, the past is the past, as another cup tried to tell me yesterday:


And even though I might have some issues with my writing here , another cup has some helpful advice:


Hmmm.  Showing that third cup allows me to end this post with a kind of rhyme, in time (see here, if you don’t believe me).

Nevertheless, something still feels missing to me.

Maybe I could write a new poem, right now! Am I up for the task? Let’s find out!


A Poetry Limerick

A blogger at WordPress named Ann

Writes everyday posts, without plan,

With her thoughts fundamental,

human, judgmental,

She’s doing the best that she can.

Big finish!

Thanks to you, for all you do.


* Written by Merrill Markoe.

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Day 590: Plug

I really want to start this post with a definition of the word “plug.”  However, I’m afraid to do that, right now, because — in the past — when I’ve copied and pasted a definition here, it has often wreaked havoc with the formatting of my post, in horrifying ways.

I’m noticing my use of the word “horrifying,” right there.  That seems like an extreme, overly dramatic word … doesn’t it?  I mean, what’s so terrible about a blog post with screwed up spacing, type styles, and other formatting problems?

Okay!  I’m going to take a breath, and insert a definition of “plug,” which I just found on Google:

Before I do, though, I’m trying to remember … will I reduce the chances for disaster if I use the “quote” button at the top of this Create a Post page?

I can’t remember.  Oh, no!

I still seem to be anxious about this. I wonder why?

Well, for one thing, I’m using a new WordPress way for creating a new post, this morning. Things looking new and otherwise seeming unfamiliar can definitely increase my sense of danger.

Well, I’m going to resolve — for the second time, in this post! — to take a deep breath and just plug in the definition of the word “plug,” right now…. consequences be damned!


Okay, I made the decision to use the Quote Button, above, to plug in the definition of “plug.”  However, I also have another decision to make: shall I use regular “Paste” or “Paste and Match Style”?


I’ve already made several plugs, in this post so far, for letting go of anxiety by

  1. letting go of catastrophizing
  2. taking a breath
  3. taking a plunge
  4. having faith that things will work out, well enough, no matter what decision I choose, at any point

… but I don’t seem to be listening to myself.

(deep breath)

Okay, here we go:

noun: plug; plural noun: plugs
  1. an obstruction blocking a hole, pipe, etc.
    “somewhere in the pipes there is a plug of ice blocking the flow”
    synonyms: stopper, bung, cork, seal, spile More

    • a circular piece of metal, rubber, or plastic used to stop the drain of a bathtub or basin and keep the water in it.
    • NORTH AMERICAN informal
      a baby’s pacifier.
    • a mass of solidified lava filling the neck of an old volcano.
    • (in gardening) a young plant or clump of grass with a small mass of soil protecting its roots, for planting in the ground.
  2. a device for making an electrical connection, especially between an appliance and a power supply, consisting of an insulated casing with metal pins that fit into holes in an outlet.
  3. informal
    a piece of publicity promoting a product, event, or establishment.
    “he threw in a plug, boasting that the restaurant offered many entrées for under $5”
    synonyms: advertisement, promotion, commercial, recommendation, mention,good word; More

  4. a piece of tobacco cut from a larger cake for chewing.
    synonyms: wad, quid, twist, chew, cake, stick More

    • tobacco in large cakes designed to be cut for chewing.
      noun: plug tobacco; plural noun: plugs tobacco
    a lure with one or more hooks attached.
  6. short for fireplug.
  7. .
    NORTH AMERICAN informal
    a tired or old horse.
verb: plug; 3rd person present: plugs; past tense: plugged; past participle: plugged; gerund or present participle: plugging
  1. block or fill in (a hole or cavity).
    “trucks arrived loaded with gravel to plug the hole and clear the road”
    synonyms: stop (up), seal (up/off), close (up/off), cork, stopper, bung, block (up/off), fill (up) More

    • insert (something) into an opening so as to fill it.
      “the baby plugged his thumb into his mouth”
  2. informal
    mention (a product, event, or establishment) publicly in order to promote it.
    “during the show he plugged his new record”
    synonyms: publicize, promote, advertise, mention, bang the drum for, draw attention to; More

  3. NORTH AMERICAN informal
    shoot or hit (someone or something).
    synonyms: shoot, gun down; More

  4. informal
    proceed steadily and laboriously with a journey or task.
    “during the years of poverty, he plugged away at his writing”
    synonyms: toil, labor, slave away, soldier on, persevere, persist, keep on; More

early 17th century: from Middle Dutch and Middle Low German plugge, of unknown ultimate origin.

Nothing awful has happened here, so far.  I did have to get rid of some extraneous numbers, in the definition above, but that took me … all of one minute.

AND, now that I’ve plugged in that definition, and returned to the regular formatting of this post, things SEEM to be normal enough.

However, in times past, I’ve thought things were okay, but when I’ve done a Preview of the post, I’ve seen unexpected problems.

But, you know what?  I can deal with that. We’ll all survive, no matter what this post looks like.  We’ve proved that — over Five Hundred and Ninety days of posting — haven’t we?

There’s nothing to do now, except plug in some photos I’ve taken recently that fit in with this post.

Here’s #1 (taken two days ago):


And here’s another one (a #2 definition, actually), taken this morning:


Before I (1) end this post, (2) continue to prepare for my trip to Scotland in two days, and (3) leave for work, I would like to make a plug (first definition #3, above) for the following helpful things:


I’d also like to include something else we’ve added to that list in my office, since I last showed you that:

Have faith in your own process.

Hmmm. I just discovered one disadvantage of using the NEW WordPress way of creating a new post. I don’t see, right now, how to add a link to a previous post.

That’s OK. I can plug that leak, no problem!

Thanks to all those who let go of fear, try new things, and use plugs (especially for themselves).  And a special thanks to you — of course! — for plugging away (last definition) with me, today.

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