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it's nearly 2013 and mrs. g. wants to shake, shake up the blog

What do you say we make some beneficial changes for the upcoming year?

1) You might have noticed the section of the blog called "Bare It." Mrs. G. is frequently told by readers they miss the anonymity of the Women's Colony. If you have something you would like to share, but not on your blog, submit it to Mrs. G. and she will publish it. We all need a spot where we can let our hair down, anonymously or not.

2) Mrs. G. is going to try once more to summon the fortitude to create a blog roll, Derfs Unite (Check it out. We have one up already). She would like to include photos of you so others readers have a better sense of who you are. You do not have to have a blog to be included. Please attach a few lines about yourself or your blog and (optional) a 1" x 1" photo of yourself or your business logo and send it in an email attachment to mrs dot ggggggggggggggg at gmail dot com. Mrs. G. can not edit your photos -- 1" x 1" only! Due to the hard ass nature of this chore, all links and photos must be in by December 29th (unless your Alison, who is out of town and without proper network access). I'm being a hard ass on this one so we can actually have a blogroll...if it lingers, I tend to wander off from it.

3) A derf garage sale/bartering system/pay it forward opportunity. You can also see it on the upper bar under "Good Stuff." If you have something you want to sell (bargain prices, please), pass on for good karma or trade for another item, this will be the place to do it. Mrs. G. has wanted to do this for a long time, but she was worried about dishonesty and the logistics. She thinks she has a system in place that will keep things on the up and up, plus we are by and large an honest bunch. If you don't have a history on the blog, you won't be allowed to participate. Mrs. G. is sorry for this but Derfwad Manor is a community more than Mrs. G's personal blog. All submissions will have to go through Mrs. G. You can send them (and photos) to mrs dot ggggggggggggggg at gmail dot com

4) Every three months, Mrs. G. wants to attempt a fundraiser for the women's cause of our choice. Every buck counts and she is convinced that such a regular offering will benefit us all. We can choose to give what we can (or not), knowing none of us are made out of money.

5) Mrs. G. would like to put together a Washington beach house gathering in September of this upcoming year. She knows Washington isn't an ideal spot for everyone but we have have to start somewhere and then we can bounce around. She will have details by February.

6) Please stop by now and again to the Derf Assist List. Some readers have legitimate questions and concerns and are seeking your thoughts and opinions.

As always, thanks for reading.


coming up for air

Organized Daily Exercises at the Century Village Retirement Community.

Back on Monday. Bring refreshments; there's a lot to tell. And, goodness gracious, you were missed.


Photo: "Organized Daily Exercises at the Century Village Retirement Community" by Flip Schulke, 1930-2008


what say we bring it back?


Mrs. G. was thumbing through her archives last night and spent a couple of hours reading through Slow Cook Thursdays, an old feature of the early days of Derfwad Manor.

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Our First Derf Comments Policy


After consulting with the Squarespace help desk and a good bit of deep breathing, Mrs. G. is having second thoughts about password protecting the blog. In order to password protect the blog, Mrs. G. didn't realize she has to invite readers to join, and while she knows how to contact many of you, there are hundreds of sweet lurkers she has no idea how to reach. There would indeed be valid, beloved derfs who might not make the cut. Not fair...

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the most optimistic pessimist you will ever meet: a hodgepodge of a post


Warning: This post contains brief sex talk and table saws.

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Rescue Remedy!

Discipline allows magic. To be a writer is to be the very best of assassins. You do not sit down and write every day to force the Muse to show up. You get into the habit of writing every day so that when she shows up, you have the maximum chance of catching her, bashing her on the head, and squeezing every last drop out of that bitch.”
― Lili St. Crow

About twice a year Mrs. G. hits a creative wall and tries to convince herself and everyone she knows that she's done...over herself, out of funny.

And when she has hit this wall in the past, she has reached out to readers and they have managed to reel her back in. Is this cheating?" Who knows. "Is this lame?' Who's to say. It's worked in the past so Mrs. G. isn't going to examine its morality. She's just rolling with it.

What she asks from you: if you have a question, specific or random, a Bigger Love Episode request or are just feeling extra nosey, leave a comment and Mrs. G. will get right on it. No rules, sky's the limit.

Thank you.


This Blog Isn't All Hyperbole: The Full Meal Deal


As promised, Mrs. G. is sharing a post with evidence supporting many of the seemingly half-baked claims she has made on this blog over the last five years...

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This Blog Isn't All Hyperbole: A Sneak Peek

It's 1:43am and Mrs. G. has been working on a post for a couple of hours. She's going to have to call it a night, but she wanted to leave you with a tiny taste of what's to come.

She spent this weekend at her mom's house, and among other things, Mrs. G. had the opportunity to paw through old boxes of photos and mementos she hadn't looked at in nearly twenty years. The good news is Mrs. G. came across photos and scrapbooks that should keep her in the story business for a good while longer. The bad news is some of the photographs probably shouldn't see the light of day. The good news or bad news, depending on if you're a stickler for dignity or not, is Mrs. G. feels like laying it on the line, telling it like it is, keeping it on the level and the up and up. She figures if she's about to shake your hand, kiss your cheek or sleep on your couch, you really have a right to be familiar with her inside track.




Mrs. G's mom really was a red headed hottie.



Mrs. G. became obsessed with her hair at an early age. Her mom has reported that the metal comb you see in the picture (the one that could put an eye out back when putting an eye out it wasn't some social services knocking at your door,  huge ass deal) was Mrs. G's favorite toy for an entire summer. Family legend has it Mrs. G. could tease a full head of hair by the age of two.



Those of you who Mrs. G. has been trying to talk into going dancing with her during the road trip might not know she was professionally trained, but she was...for four months in the garage of a woman named Miss Beverly. Once a week, Mrs. G. step-ball-changed all over the concrete floor of Miss Beverly's garage studio. She quit after the first dance recital because she felt she'd reached her peak and had really only agreed to dance lessons because she wanted a flashy costume like her friend Connie. Mrs. G. lived in that costume once she got home from school and shucked off her uniform. She pretended the long fringe over her left shoulder was her hair and flipped it back often like her idol, Cher.



Mrs. G. is going to continue to lobby for some dancing. Not all her moves look like she might be suffering gastrointestinal distress.


Full post with scads of sketchy photos to follow before nightfall.


Happy Monday, Derfs!

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