Calendar Girl Blog: Assessing the Future

When I posted yesterday's groan about dragging myself to the finish line of the 2006 calendar season, I mentioned that there were a thousand contributing factors to my malaise.

Not to be glum, but here's a few more that flesh out my feeling a bit more.

1. I believe, as a species, we are in BIG trouble. This is a new belief that I've come to over the last couple of year's. I used to think we'd collectively wake up. I don't anymore. It's pretty clear that greed and power has a firm grip on the short curlies of the world and it's getting stronger.
   
2. I believe the world's people are getting progressively stupider/ more stupid. I ask around and learn that people plug into their televisions for 4 plus hours a day, sucking up the most idiotic messages all the while claiming they have no time for anything. We are dumbing down. Our common sense is eroding. We believe what the media tells us.
   
3. No one is thinking of the future of anything. Just look on the highway. What are people driving? SUV's. What are people doing when they're driving? Talking on cell phones. Neither of these predominant behaviors are sustainable or safe.
4. There's a pill for everything. Sad because your dog died? Take a pill. Going through a divorce? Take a pill. Can't get it up or don't want it in? Take a pill. We've got medication coming out our ying yang AND, into our water supply, thanks to all the human runoff.
   

Through the calendar, I've been trying to rally against these behaviours. Encourage thinking. Offer support for the cultivation of our own powerful intuition. Push common sense practice and an understanding of our interconnectedness.

Calendar Girl does not have the answers to the world's problems. Instead she's got a bloody huge bag of questions that no one wants to be asked.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Reviewing the Future

I seem to like working in the one year time frame. Over the year's I've repeatedly found myself on projects that used a full year to cycle through from the inception to presentation stage. My Hillside Festival Artistic Director gig fell into this category. And Art Jam.

Of course, when the project is part of an 'annual' edition, the cycles can overlap a bit, but for the most part, there's a clear beginning, middle and end.

I'm nearing the end of the cycle for the 2006 calendar. Within about 6 weeks, my product, as I sometimes refer to it, will loose it's value. Such is the nature of the calendar beast. February sales are few.

This particular end period is my fifth with this project and it's weighing in much heavier than I'd like to admit.

As I morosely reported to a colleague today, "I'm dragging my ass to the finish line."

There are a million reasons. But specifically, the sales spike in October stayed in October. November has been flat. The boxes of calendars that fill one wall of my dining room are trickling out the door. I wanted...rather needed a flood of sales to lift my weary bones and propel me forward.

The start of another cycle looms and ignorance is no longer my friend.

Calendar Girl has claimed for awhile that she'd publish 10 annual editions. But given the push, push, pushing and the massive amount of time she spends volunteering, and the need she has to develop paid work, Calendar Girl may have to cut herself loose. Honest, but not cheery news.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Weirdness

Last year at this time, an acquaintance of mine was working on a project with Hunter S. Thompson. Deep in the woods of Colorado, she emailed me to request that I ship a calendar ASAP. Apparently she'd been chatting up Breast of Canada with the Gonzo gang.

I promptly fired one off.

Then I promptly forgot about it. Until yesterday.

Currently, I'm toying with the idea of cranking this blogging thing up a couple of notches. I've been pretty consistently writing three blogs for a handful of months and I'm digging the process.

About 350 of you readers come here every day, which I must say turns my crank in a very good way. Yes, it seems really weird to me that this could be my vocation, that I could turn pro as they say in the biz, but what else is this world if not weird.

So there I was, surfing around for some courage, when I came across this incredibly appropriate quote.

"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
- Hunter S. Thompson 1937 - 2005

Calendar Girl will take this as a sign from Hunter.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Making Christmas Lists

According to the order I got this morning, Breast of Canada has made at least one Christmas list this year. The dad who ordered the 2006 edition reported that the copy was destine to his daughter, via her request.

I suspect a business analyst would take this list appearance as part of a favourable economic outlook. I know from years of making such lists myself that the likelihood of getting the top few items, unless ridiculously expensive, was pretty much guaranteed.

So, please allow me to crassly, but earnestly ask you to consider adding www.breastofcanada.com to your to top ten hit parade of gifts that groove for you.

It's been said, that if you don't ask, you don't get. Sound advice that I both dish out and serve myself.

Calendar Girl promises to be kindly and gracious to the family member or friend that ends up filling your request. We're nothing but polite here at Breast Central.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Final Round

I did a taping of the CKCO TV classic, Final Round yesterday. Sorry, but I'm not sure when the show is scheduled to run. I'm Miss No Television 2002 - eternity, so it doesn't really matter to me when it airs. Besides one of my television owning friends will see it and tell me that:

• I looked good.
• I sounded smart.
• I looked tired.
• I sounded nervous.

This was my fourth appearance on the program.

Here's how it goes. The show host, the ever witty Brent Hanson, myself and three other worthy contestants are placed in a boxing ring and offered current event topics to publicly debate.

Yesterday's topics included rapper Fifty Cents next controversial visit to Canada and our pre-national election liberal governments spending spree. Our provincial governments offer of tax rebates on gym memberships got an airing. Of course we booted around the Christmas craze in November issue. And finally, the local shoe store guy who got house arrest for getting his 14 year old employee drunk before sexually assaulting her.

You'll notice that there is nothing about breasts being discussed and might wonder why I would bother to appear.

First off, Calendar Girl is more than a one trick pony. Plus it's a lateral move on my part.

CKCO has a audience of 550,000 people. The Final Round is 30 minutes long and I get involved so enjoy my share of air time. Hopefully, I come across as someone with brains, friendly, maybe even interesting. And they let me hold up the calendar and give out my website address at the end.

My appearance costs me nothing but time and a bit of gas. And my media training, for the big break that may be in my future, continues with direct hands on experience.

Calendar Girl finds the show charmingly quirky and the inevitable feedback worthwhile. She likes the host. And she learned long ago to never look a gift horse in the mouth.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Late Night Shopper?

This morning, when I came downstairs, both of my front doors were wide open.

Given the amount of snow we got last night, and the temperature, this was not my way of freshening up the house. No, I had an intruder stop by who failed to close the doors that he opened.

The policeman was polite and thorough. We discovered that my car had been 'explored', along with my back yard, and two of my neighbour's properties. Guess this wasn't a harried Christmas shopper partaking in midnight madness and hoping to pickup a couple of breast calendars.

Calendar Girl will be more vigilant with locks and whatnot. And she's sad that her neighbourhood's health is declining in such a fashion.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Nudity Two

In my haste to post yesterday's list of the feedback I get on peoples opinion of nudity, I forgot one.

Nudity is...

• beautiful.

Calendar Girl call look at the full list and admit that all the opinions are valid. She may not hold the opinions herself, but she knows they exist because people share them with her.

She also knows that people come to their opinions through a multitude of ways. Some of these ways are outdated and adverse. But rather than rally against those ideas she does not hold, she stands beside them to see how she and they hold up.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Nudity

Given my line of work, people share their opinions on nudity with me. The part that I find so interesting about these opinions is how sure the owner is about their opinion and how wrong they believe another, different perspective is.

So in the spirit of diversity, I will present the: Breast of Canada Collection of Opinions about Nudity.

Nudity is.....

• normal.
• pornographic.
• dirty.
• healthy.
• sexual.
• fun.
• okay if you're alone at home.
• okay if it's private between a man and a woman.
• liberating.
• shameful.
• objectification.
• fine as long as it's in good taste.
• fine as long as it's art.
• natural.

Calendar Girl feels priviledged that people feel safe enough to share their opinions on such a touchy subject. The sharing isn't always done in a kind or friendly way. But Calendar Girl knows that the messenger is often whacked about the head when delivering a message.

Calendar Girl now wears a helmet.

Calendar Girl

PS: Feel free to add your opinion on nudity in the comments.

Calendar Girl Blog: Women's Studies

If I gave a calendar to each first year student at the University of Guelph's Women's studies course, and asked them to simply put it up and keep track of the conversations, impact or feelings that arrived as a result, would the information be interesting?

Revealing?

Worth the effort?

Useful?

My mind, on this bland November Day, is searching for something stimulating to rest on. This is the least interesting time for me as a calendar publisher. Not really producing the next edition yet. No steam to push the current one much more. Kind of publisher limbo with out the funky music.

Calendar Girl is doing her extrovert turns to introvert conversion. Things could get quiet in Breastland.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Community

Santa Clause came to Guelph this afternoon.

I don't have children. But I do have a couple of girlfriends that fit the Santa age bracket, both of them my neighbours. So me, the girls and the dads walked to the base of our street for what can only be described as a homespun Santa's Parade.

Tessa, 3, danced to the various marching bands but was not remotely interested in burly hugs from fuzzy characters of various descriptions.

Aurora, 2 1/2, stayed on dads lap and regularly inquired about Santa.

I, grateful for the sun and therefore my shades, instantly welled up with tears as the first marching band, trim in their snappy outfits, gleaming instruments in hand, struck up a tune.

Calendar Girl owns the word sentimental. Any showing of people coming together, corny or not, for the purpose of the greater good, fills her heart with joy.

I love my community.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Selling Time

Basically, I sell time.

My time package comes in a standard one year size, with further divisions of one month and one day parcels packaged within.

Some calendar makers create time packages in increments of minutes. But few calendars direct your attention for more than 18 to 24 months.

I believe we need to start thinking in longer terms.

Imagine a 100 year calendar. At birth, it is your gift. Until you are able to manage a pen yourself, someone writes in dates that resonate as important signifiers of your growth and development. Later, with penmanship mastered, you include whatever benchmarks you want.

Basically, record your everyday life.

Upon your death, your life calendar can be continued by someone else, willing to record offshoots of your life thus showing the process of your life's work.

Because, when we die, our body may vanish but our impact, positive or negative, continues forever.

The real value of such a calendar would not be felt for several decades but with patience and a visionary attitude, a life calendar would be proof positive that you are not an island. Instead, you'd see the wonderful connection of your life with the future and your past.

A group in Guelph are starting a 500 year project. They are intentionally planting an old growth forest, on land owned by Jesuits in the north end of our city.

When I die, my contribution to this brilliant effort will hardly be noticed as significant. Trees take dozens of year's to mature and I'm nearing 50.

But imagine 300 years down the line. If my trees live, they will be marvelous time capsules of my hope for a future, sent from the past.

Calendar Girl is concerned with the planet's future. She believes too many people fail to understand that we are all interconnected and part of continuum that started before time was recorded.

Name any year. People shared the world. We share the world today. And our great grandchildren may share the world in the future.

Unfortunately, Calendar Girl is pretty sure an unreported, 'selfish pandemic' has been sweeping the world for some time now. So our great grandchildren may be out of luck.

Calendar Girl

Calendar Girl Blog: Running a Business/Life

My learning curve is getting tighter these days.

I'm trying to find my place on line both with an e-business that sells a physical product that I make and as a writer using blogs as my publishing platform. Of course my physical world cannot be ignored either. I own an old house, have a health issue that sucks my energy, a meager social life, and an office which needs supplies and attention.

Take today for instance.

1. Men are hammering on my house. Men ask questions about what I want done. They want concise, clear answers, quickly. And hot beverages every now and then.
   
2. My bookkeeper Sharon is in my office. She asks questions about the paper trail I've left. She requires concise, clear answers, quickly. And hot beverages every now and then.
3. Orders for calendars needed to be packaged and shipped. Today, about 25 in total. At the downtown post office, a new staff person is training. Because I am a regular, with a pleasant reputation, I'm her first customer.
4. I designed a new logo for My Menopause Blog which needed to go to my graphic designer for scanning.
   
5. Intermittently, as I wind through the day, I promo the In The Spirit Show that I'm co-producing with several other artists.
   
6. My office chair went the way of the dodo some time ago. Hence, my lower quarters suffer from the poor state of affairs of my dead chair. So off I went, to the far end of the city to the office supply store, where I try a dozen seats out, buy one, wrestle it into my compact car, muscle it up the stairs to my office and pleasantly surprise Sharon.
7. I attended a two hour presentation for a product line that claims to have cancer fighting properties. I don't have cancer. The link is the calendar and the company is hoping I will be one of their spokes people.
   
8. On-line, more orders are waiting to be processed.
9. My blogs are empty of their daily post and the sun is setting.
10. After a quick visit to Pro Blogger site I've been cruising, I discovered three new things that I want to try and implement. Try is the operative word. When would be the question.
    
11. I have evening plans that are bearing down on me. The Walmart Movie, The High Cost of Low Prices, is showing. Given our city has been engaged in a 10 year battle with the giant, I want to know more. I will recognize, at a number of different levels, 90% of the audience. No doubt the pub will be filled with us later.
    
12. Dinner?
    

Calendar Girl is feeling a tad rung out. She tries to exert some control on the days tasks, is gifted at saying NO thank you, and does not have eyes that are bigger than her belly. But some days simply spin her round the curve.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Get My Feed

This is me talking about something I know nothing about. I'm counting on you to understand.

I toiled long and hard into the night, trying to figure out how to put a Feed on my three blogs. I believe I was successful. But I don't really know for sure because I'm not completely clear about what one does with a Feed when one has one. Except point that out to everyone. Which I'm doing. Atom Feed .

I do have a sense why Feeds are a convenience for a blog reader. Beyond that, my understanding is blurry. Foggy. Dense. Thick like jam.

Still, I marvel that I, the technical scaredy cat that I am, would even attempt to muck about in my template, all alone, November raging out my window. And yet I did.

Courage I have.

Speaking of window, which I have spoken of, given it's newness, I must tell you that two men are standing outside said office window right now, screwing.

Screws that is. With background music playing out of an 80's blaster. Madonna I think. I notice that both fellows break into a kind of song and dance in between attaching strapping to the outside of my house.

It's snowing. Oh, and my window is on the second floor, facing the street. They have scaffolding, ladders, and other manly lumbering stuff strewn about.

Brave, skilled men. Making my house a much finer place to live.

Calendar Girl just spoke with the lads. They wondered if I could hear the music. "And much more", I confirmed. "Okay, fine", they sheepishly replied.

They know I'm writing about them.

Calendar Girl

Calendar Girl Blog: Carnival of the Green

My Menopause Blog made it into the greenie blog digest known as Carnival of the Green this week. My post, on the big, big business of menopause struck a cord with the hosts.

Scroll down the Carnival to find me. I'm listed at the bottom.

Calendar Girl would like to do a post on 'green breasts'. Not breast envy. Or worse, breasts afflicted with some horrible flesh colour changing disease. But more along the line of 'Prevention is the Cure' or Healthy Breast Are Happy Breasts. Perhaps, 'Breasts Are Your Babies Feeding Ground'.

Calendar Girl will ponder and wait for breastpiration to strike. Maybe tap lightly.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Unpaid Work

This project, the Breast of Canada, blogs and all the trappings fall under this category.

Unpaid Work.

It didn't start out this way. Well actually, it did. I didn't intend it to start out this way. I intended to be the social entrepreneur I claim to be and make a living and a difference at the same time.

But five year's in, my time, my injection of energy is and continues to be complimentary. Breast of Canada is my love child.

My paid work situation is somewhat interesting too. I say this because currently, I don't have any. Paid work that is. My contract as a website writer came to a blunt end back in May.

Work that I create always grabs me with a firm hand. This whether there is money attached to the doing or not.

I know this is odd. Yet I proudly follow in my father's work ethic footsteps. He believed that if you create something you love, the money will follow.

Given my green streak and save the world ethic, what I think up reflects these values. Strangely, 'do gooding' is not covered by minimum wage standards. In fact 'do gooding' is the highest unpaid job on the list.

But dad said. And so I trust. The money will follow.

Calendar Girl is not surprised by the world of work. She's merely puzzled.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Doing A Show

Aimee, another of my talented, home based business neighbours is helping to promote our 3rd Annual In the Spirit Gift and Craft Sale. You are all welcome to attend.

It's a fine, friendly event that leaves all feeling like a love bomb has been released. Much better quality of experience than the first show I participated in back in 2001. I hauled 1,000 calendars to Toronto, through the bowels of the Convention Centre with the help of my web wench Sandy. We set up the three day show, which cost me $1200.00 and then watched as person after person averted their eyes as they passed me by.

At the end, with the help of my friend Jane, I hauled 950 calendars back to my car.

The crowning moment came when the author of "Give Head Like a Whore", or something like that offered me some marketing advice.

"Cleavage", she said, "you need to show more of your tits honey." Her ample, brown as berry breasts were falling onto my booth, barely contained in her tight, pink feather trimmed sweater. I thanked her for the 'tit tip' and watched as she left, leaving a trail of men's eyes, that had popped out at the sight of her leopard print mini and stiletto boots.

Calendar Girl wears boots too. Blundstones. Made in Australia. Flat. Rugged. Good and sturdy. For the times when she's hauling 37 pound boxes of calendars through trade show convention centers.

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Calendar Girl Blog: Mars

I send Breast of Canada calendars to Mars.

He lives in Alberta.

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Calendar Girl Blog: The Fourteen Year Old Boy

Of all the reason's I hear from women for not buying a calendar, the ever so powerful, '14 year old boy' tops the list. Second to him is, 'the husband'.

Here's how it goes.

"I've got a 14 year old son so I wouldn't be able to put the calendar up. It would be too uncomfortable for him."

Or.

"I've got a husband so I wouldn't be able to put the calendar up. He wouldn't like it."

My comments usually go like this.

"Your son will find a way of seeing women's breasts. Most 14 year old boys do. Likely in the form of porn. Would it not be better to offer a normal, educational veiwpoint of women's breasts at home?" Sometimes I add, " Is it possible that it's you that is uncomfortable with breasts?"

Or.

"So, your husband doesn't like breasts? Or is it that your husband doesn't believe in breast health"?

Calendar Girl realizes that our society is particularly hung up about bodies and sex. She is not surprised. Calendar Girl simply wants to questions peoples negative beliefs and open up discussion.

Calendar Girl

Speaking of bodies, I've posted a 'body' cartoon on My Menopause Blog today.

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Calendar Girl Blog: He's A Breast Watcher

I don't know who sings this song, from the 60's I would bet, but the orignal title is "I'm a Girl Watcher". Sorry. It's in my head. And there's no web link to offer.

Another version of the tune played through my mind as I read Breast Stories latest post.

Calendar Girl is happy that someone 'downunder' has breast stories to share.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Customer Comments

These comments were awaiting me with a calendar order this morning. Julie gave me permission to share them with you.

Where did you hear about this calendar?
I've ordered one for the past several years.

Additional Comments:
Thanks for you work Sue. I love the calendar. It's inspirational and spreads the word to all who come to my home on breast health. Having a benign breast tumor diagnosed at the age of 26, I certainly appreciate the work you do to educate and inform women on their breast health. The womyn in my family, my future daughters and I honor your work.

With Kind Regards,
Julie

Calendar Girl appreciates Julies courage and her loyalty. Movements take the effort of many people.

When my new neighbours 14 year old son came over to borrow a cookie sheet, he looked around at the plethora of calendars and women's body casts sitting around my dining room, wide eyed. As I pressed the 8 1/2 month pregnant cast up against his frame, he didn't know where to put his hands. Then he said, "People let you do this?" Followed by, "This is so cool".

His dad was impressed and very happy with the exchange when I relayed it to him. Calendar Girl realizes that other reactions were possible.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Why Brafreedom

The problem ( and I say that with tongue in cheek) is simple. After 5 year's of sifting through piles of breast cancer information, attending a dozen conferences on the subject and listening to hundreds of breast cancer survivors, I know too much.

Specifically, but not limited to, I know too much to wear a bra every day of my life.

It's true that bra wearing and breast cancer incidence have never been linked by a scientific study. But here's the rub. There have not been any scientific studies about bra wearing. None. Nadda. So how do we know there is no connection?

Funny thing that is. We do know that scrotum and penis compression in tight pants and underwear can cause problems for boys and men. But tight, underwire, ill-fitting bras, worn by girls as early as 10 years of age until they reach their grave....gee, nope....nobodies setting up that study.

Rather than wait forever for some authority to bother giving bras a look see, I did my own study. It was simple. I asked myself which seemed more healthy and natural. On or off.

Calendar Girl will admit that the brafreedom stage of her life took courage, confidence and about 3 months to get used to. But now, 2 year's later, it would have to be a snowy day in hell, or a very particular outfit that would see her strap the pups into an over shoulder boulder holder.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Bralessness

An acquaintance of mine was expressing surprise that her tendency to be braless was a defining feature, used by a male friend to describe her to another male.

I too expressed surprise. Not because of the guys behaviour but rather because the woman was bewildered by her male friends behaviour.

How could any woman honestly be surprised by a males overt reaction or attention to being braless? What world does she live in?

Men notice breasts. Some more overtly, rudely, boisterously than others. They always have. And if history has anything to prove, they always will.

So let's give up the shock and surprise game. It serves no one. Instead, we could work on 'how men express their reaction to breasts'. Perhaps make the experience more positive. For the woman.

Calendar Girl doesn't wear a bra. And she couldn't care less who notices. But she does care if the noticing is rude.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Turning the Page

Finally, I have turned the page of my calendar to this month.

This is the lovely image that greeted me.

Melanie Gillis took this photo of two sisters, breastfeeding, hands entwined. Mom reports that she loves the closeness of feeding her two daughters together.

Just in case you weren't sure what the natural function of a woman's breast is, this image should make it clear.

Calendar Girl believes anyone who finds breastfeeding in public to be "offensive" should look in the mirror and ask themselves why.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Courage My Love

A photo contest submission came in from Alberta yesterday.

Six women, waiting at a public, residential bus stop in Calgary, reading the paper.

All six were topfree.

Apparently, as the photo taking was unfolding, a car pulled up. The passenger window rolled down to reveal an older woman. Instead of tisk tisking the goings on, she giggled. Then she declined an invitation to join in the photo shoot citing the cold temperature as the deterrent.

Calendar Girl loves examples of courage. It takes tremendous courage to pose for Breast of Canada. Hell, it takes courage to hang one of these suckers up! Quite simply, the calendar inspires conversation.....a full range of conversation.... not all of them easy or friendly. Yet all of them important. It's the risk you take to open a meaningful dialogue around breast health.

And you never know when one will start out with a giggle.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Bog Down

Inertia seems to be visiting.

There are things I could be doing to push calendar sales for Christmas, but instead I'm searching the web for flights to Greenland.

(Apparently, you can't get there from here. Greenland that is. On the other hand, Christmas is coming whether you want it or not.)

Regardless, I need to get myself into a natural place, absorb the beauty and get tanked up again.

I'm designed to live outside. Instead, I live in a house, in a city. The longer I put off the unplugging, the slower my pace, the less effective my approach, the more procrastination I do, the more angst I feel, then guilt....first cousin to angst...good old guilt....and the deeper down I get.

I know this about myself.

Problem is, I have this invisible tie around my wrist that is tricky to let go of.

The cat, that I've known since Sunday, says I work too hard.

Calendar Girl is trying to go with her own flow. And she likes the cat. Even if it is a know-it-all.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Just the Fax

My friend Stephanie can often be heard saying..."guess the universe is trying to tell you something."

I have four ways for people, who don't know me, to order calendars.

1. Website order page.
2. Fax
   
3. Mail
4. Phone

Yesterday, my website order page was not functioning. Also yesterday, my fax machine was shooting blanks.

I now have four faxes with nothing on them. (If you are reading this, and have sent me a fax in the last 2 days, please accept my apology and re-transmit.)

Both issues have been sorted out. But never before have two of the four methods for ordering.....the most popular two I might add.... gone astray at the same time.

Calendar Girl wonders if the universe would like her to stop getting orders. Or was this simply one of life's charming coincidences.

Calendar Girl

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Calendar Girl Blog: Trouble in Dodge

My calendar order page is down. I noticed this morning and immediately contacted Barking Dog Studio, my site host. I suspect that it has been down since the end of last week.

Now that's trouble in Dodge!!

I never know why this happens. Some gremlin gets in to the code and messes it up I guess. Honestly, the entire backside of a website is a complete mystery to me.

I know content. I don't know code.

Calendar Girl has always worked in a field where she understands the basic premise of the whole picture. Now, both her volunteer work; Breast of Canada calendar, and her paid work; writing websites, exists in mysterious cyberspace. Calendar Girl has had to learn how to let go of knowing and live with trusting the unknown.

Wait...is learning....Calendar Girl is not there yet.

Cat has decided that my mouse pad is a good sleeping surface. Unfortunately, Cat is not a good mouse surface.

Calendar Girl

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