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I am waiting to hear funds are available through the work force initiative money. Will have more to say if the program has funding.
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Since I don't know who you are, I can't properly thank you for asking. But, thanks for asking. And, yes; I did. It was, indeed, cancer; but it appears that they got it all and I am on the mend. There will be meds to take forever due to the loss of my entire thyroid, but that is no big deal. And, there will be regular checks to see that all else is clear. Lymph glands and other glands were clear. All things considered, life is good and all is well.
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I'm not sure how old this is since I've been out of circulation for a time, so I don't know which interview we are referring to. The few I have had of late have gone well...or seemed to at the time...but I was not offered any of those jobs. It is, as I am sure you can imagine, becoming a bit anxiety-making. I'm trying to salley forth and keep the faith. Let you know how that goes. *big grins*
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Well, I think I have yet to fully adjust to it. It feels somewhat surreal still. It is wonderful, however, to be able to get in the truck and drive 2 short miles to see her. So far, the nicest thing is that we can go to events together, have dinner with her folks or my mom, take her son to the park or whatever...we get to be a normal couple rather than trying to bunch everything up into a week. But, it is still sinking in that she is really here. Thanks for asking.
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It looks as if there might be a break in the silent job front. I have a job interview on Thursday morning. I am hopeful. They called within 2 hours of getting my application/email. Otherwise, I apply for an average of 1 job per day, often more, and don't hear anything. So, I am feeling maybe the tide is turning...we can hope.
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This is a hard one; there are so many!!! There are at least three movies I am prone to use various quotes from at random times: Blazing Saddles, Young Frankenstein and the Princess Bride [big surprise there, huh?] I am an old theatre techie and love movies of all kinds, so I am not sure I could ever pick just one. I have all manner of random movie and theatre stuff in my head at any given time--no telling what will spring forth!! What is your favorite movie quote, if you have one?
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Well, there is one obvious answer to this. "The" absoluely perfect day will be the day you marry me: the day that I am able to stand with you, before my God and the people we love and make a very public and sincere declaration of love and respect for you and the whole-hearted commitment I have toward you and the us we make will be the best day of my life...the before, during, and after of that day will be beyond measure in perfectness and long-awaited joyfulness. To bring to you the old love made stronger and more lasting with the new and commit myself to, face to face, with the love and support of our friends and family is a thing that--as you know--of I have dreamed of and finally, dared to tell you.
In general, however, the perfect day would be spent with you in a log cabin in Tennessee, near Gatlinburg. We would be alone and not worried about being anywhere, or paying bills...We would wake together, slowly and playfully under a quilt as the sun comes through the windows. We would have hot tea on the deck and look out upon the Smoky Mountains, hold hands and talk of anything or nothing. We would make breakfast together playfully like we do--a rhythm we have already come to develop...take our time showering and going into Gatlinburg to shop, walk around and play. We would have a nice dinner, listen to the local music for a time and return to the cabin and watch the sun go down. We might cuddle on the couch and read a while or walk around the hilltop where we are staying. The sky will have been bright mountain blues and grays, full of hawks and sparrows, and sunshine. And when the sun goes down, we would watch until all of the pink and red fades into darkness before we retire to our quilted bed. A perfect day would be a time of togetherness in a beautiful quite place where the evidence of the God that brought us together is everywhere and there is nothing in the way of our enjoying it. Other activities in this perfect day, I will leave to your imagination: they are too private and too sacred for this public place. I believe, however, that you get the point of what I am saying to you.
There are beautiful cabins in and around Gatlinburg; perhaps we can go there after we wed and add a perfect day to a perfect day... -
Before the conversation we had after I put up the weed-eater and called you back, I would have said that I had two regrets: 1. that I had never told you what I wanted to say to you on any of the many times I could have done so; and 2, that I had not made more of an effort to be closer to my extended family as I got older.
There are plenty of things that I did in my drinking years that I could regret if I did not understand the greater spiritual context of all things serving to make us who we are and deliver to us the path that only we can walk toward a becoming that is ours and ours alone. There are other things outside of my drinking that could fall into that category as well. They are not things I regret so much as things for which I was appropriately ashamed and for which I tried to take responsibility for and for which I tried to make amends. My only real regret, at this point, is that I did not make more time for my extended family sooner than I have. I have been given a small chance to try to make up for some of that, but would have liked more time with those who are now gone. And, thankfully, I no longer have to consider the first example a regret. [this one was hard, honey...thanks for that.] -
Firstly, my love, I wholey and completely believe that dreams can come true and that, sometimes, they actually do. For example, I dreamed of the opportunity to work with the people who had made my life seem less freakish and lonely and, then, I actually did lighting design for Cris Williamson, Alex Dobkin and others. I dreamed--often over the years--that I would have the chance to tell you how I really felt about you and that you would respond with forgiveness of my silence and acceptance. And, you did.
I always thought that the perfect way to grow old with someone would be based upon a mutual and sound friendship with someone who could fully see me and be seen by me, not fear who I am, nor I fear her, and with whom I could share a common language and more...that this would allow for: a living breathing passion that moves with us as we age; a string of days, weeks and years of things to talk about, books to share, music to enjoy, operas, theatre, b-movies and good films at home; the day-to-day cadence of living and working and sharing meals and evloving as persons who come together and make the third thing that is the relationship; quiet rainy days lazing around, iced tea together after I mow the yard, planting bulbs and flowers together and watching them grow and die, trips to the beach, to Arizona, to Scotland, to the mountains anywhere. The little joys and struggles that put together a life that is shared, looking back on them together and laughing and, perhaps, crying in all the ways that give evidence of two people becoming more fully themselves over time and bringing that personage to each other...being both witness to and participant in the becoming of each other and the thing we make together...and, much time walking Holden Beach hand-in-hand, to later rock together on the porch watching the tide change as the day closes so a new one can begin.
These are the things I dreamed of and had nearly given up on; to know you envisioned them too was, itself, a kind of dream come true...to be given the chance to have them together--to have a second chance to get it right--is more than a dream come true: it is a marvel and a gift to be respected and cared for, to be preserved. [Check my light level...] -
Most definitely, I would want to be able to fly. I must admit, however, that there are times with Scintillectual when I feel sure I not only can fly, but that I am actually flying...but that would refer to an entirely different question, would it not?
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I'm not sure I have a real favorite. I like a little of everything. Constants are jazz and traditional Celtic music...I love the music of my people.
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Western 2-Step or anything Latin. I'm very fond of the Tango, by the way.
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T. B. McIntosh
Somewhere in the South
T. B. McIntosh’s Bio
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