It's been a little bit since I've come in here.
Mom got a bad cold.
Then I got it. And I've been down and out for the last few days.
Before that....I don't really have an excuse.
Finally starting to feel like I might be on the mend.
Not as congested. But still feel like it might be trying to settle
in my chest. YUCK! It's been a Sudafed and Echinacea kind
of week. With Day/NyQuil mixed in. And lots of Vicks!!!
Thanks to us feeling so crappy, we had to cancel our plans for
the weekend. That wasn't fun. But rather get better, instead of
go have a good time and end up worse yet.
I haven't even been able to hold the Grasshopper when she's
been here because of this dang cold. Definitely don't want
her to catch it. She's growing so much. Her Momma says she
is almost out of newborn clothes.
In other news..............
Probably the most EXCITING thing to happen this week is....
We got tickets!!!!
AND....
Gonna see GARTH BROOKS!!!! in July!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG!!!
BUCKET LIST!
I'm going to see Garth LIVE!!!!!!!
I refused to talk about it or get excited until I knew for sure.
And apparently we were pretty lucky to even get tickets.
40,000+ seats sold out in under AN HOUR! She just barely
got them. We'll be sitting up in the heavens but we don't
really care. We're gonna see him and that's what counts.
It's a chilly and cloudy day here with spots of rain. Which
we do need since it hasn't really rained since late April. First
rain we had was Thursday/Friday. And now today. But, I'm not
going anywhere either so it's all good.
Hope everyone is having a lovely Sunday.
Sunday, May 19, 2019
Saturday, May 4, 2019
May The Forth Be With You
Or so everyone is posting lol. Memes galore on Facebook.
I was never that nerdy, but share on odd one here and there.
Like the one from the forestry service that said,
"may the forest be with you".
I can't believe it is already May.
If my parents were still alive and together, the 2nd would
have been their 55th anniversary.
Yesterday would have been my aunt's 86th birthday? But
years ago, we discovered there was an error and she was actually
born on the 2nd and not the 3rd. Not really sure how that
happened or why it was never fixed.
I forgot to pop in here to wish you all a Blessed Beltane.
So belated well wishes to you all.
Spring is definitely in around here. The farmers our out in full
force plowing and aerating and planting. Water has come in
for those with water rights, ditches and canals are filling or filled.
Cow breeding has begun because the bull has been brought over.
The flowers are blooming and the trees are getting greener by the
day. Dandelions EVERYWHERE! And the bee guys have had the
hives in the field across the street for weeks, so the little bees have
been busy busy busy. Other neighbors have been putting up more
hops poles, which startle the dogs from time to time.
Grasshopper weighs over 7 pounds now?
I think that's what I heard.
She's growing and doing pretty well.
Wish you all a fabulous weekend!
I was never that nerdy, but share on odd one here and there.
Like the one from the forestry service that said,
"may the forest be with you".
I can't believe it is already May.
If my parents were still alive and together, the 2nd would
have been their 55th anniversary.
Yesterday would have been my aunt's 86th birthday? But
years ago, we discovered there was an error and she was actually
born on the 2nd and not the 3rd. Not really sure how that
happened or why it was never fixed.
I forgot to pop in here to wish you all a Blessed Beltane.
So belated well wishes to you all.
Spring is definitely in around here. The farmers our out in full
force plowing and aerating and planting. Water has come in
for those with water rights, ditches and canals are filling or filled.
Cow breeding has begun because the bull has been brought over.
The flowers are blooming and the trees are getting greener by the
day. Dandelions EVERYWHERE! And the bee guys have had the
hives in the field across the street for weeks, so the little bees have
been busy busy busy. Other neighbors have been putting up more
hops poles, which startle the dogs from time to time.
Grasshopper weighs over 7 pounds now?
I think that's what I heard.
She's growing and doing pretty well.
Wish you all a fabulous weekend!
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
End Of April Already
It feels like the days are flying by.
Here we are, the last day of April.
One third of the year....POOF! Gone!
Just like that.
Some days, it seems like the world is going to shit around us.
Or maybe, just our country.
I don't even recognize it any more.
I often wonder what would my grandma think if she were still alive.
She struggled for so many years to get back to the US after
being taken to Poland and living through the war. Losing a child and
a husband. Losing her home. Raising two little boys.
I don't think she would recognize it either. Or she might say it looked
a lot like what happened during the war.
On my other blog, I managed to complete the blog along.
Doing so also allowed for this to happen.........
Here we are, the last day of April.
One third of the year....POOF! Gone!
Just like that.
Some days, it seems like the world is going to shit around us.
Or maybe, just our country.
I don't even recognize it any more.
I often wonder what would my grandma think if she were still alive.
She struggled for so many years to get back to the US after
being taken to Poland and living through the war. Losing a child and
a husband. Losing her home. Raising two little boys.
I don't think she would recognize it either. Or she might say it looked
a lot like what happened during the war.
On my other blog, I managed to complete the blog along.
Doing so also allowed for this to happen.........
As of right now, not counting this post, I'm sitting at 20,000+ words.
My goal was 19,500. Odd number I know. I know other fellow writers
were going for a true NaNo and aiming for 50,000.
As for the 100 days, I've really fallen by the way side. Maybe I should
have done 100 blog posts as a goal instead lol. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!
I still can, there's nothing saying I can't change it. I'll think about it.
Effy is going to extend the blog along to keep going. With the same for
every blog post you share in the group, you must read and comment on
three.
Mary Magdalene has been on my mind lately. I don't know why.
I saw something that she is likened to Brigid. I might want to dig
deeper on that.
And I've been smelling incense. Like you smell at an old Catholic Church.
What do they use? Frankincense? Myrrh? Both? I don't know, but it smells
just like what they use at Mass. Google tells me that both are symbolic
of Mary Magdalene. I did a YouTube search and Google search of her.
And there's a lot of "channeled" messages supposedly from her.
I'm not big into the whole channeling thing. Not saying it isn't legit,
just way too woo-woo for me. Especially the ones claiming to be messages
from both her and Jesus. *Queue Twilight Zone music*
But seriously....what is that smelling the incense all about?
If there's a message, I don't understand.
Hope you have a lovely last day of April.
See you next month.
Monday, April 22, 2019
Monday, Monday
Happy Monday!
It's a beautiful looking day out there.
Blue skies, some light clouds. Sunshine.
Temps to be near 70 or so.
BUT there is supposed to be wind coming.
Near 4:00 we could be seeing 30+ mph.
DAMN!
Wind scares me now.
I don't enjoy it like I used to.
Yesterday, I peopled.
The sisters were over.
With kiddos. One significant other made it.
We had some good food. Nothing fancy.
Mashed potato, sauteed zucchini and yellow squash
with asparagus, and a pork loin wrapped in bacon.
Simple but delicious.
I snuggled the Grasshopper.
It makes me nervous to hold her.
I figure the easiest way to overcome that is to hold her.
She is so precious.
Such a good little lass.
I got to feed her too.
Yesterday was her actual due date I believe.
Happy Earth Day!
It's a beautiful looking day out there.
Blue skies, some light clouds. Sunshine.
Temps to be near 70 or so.
BUT there is supposed to be wind coming.
Near 4:00 we could be seeing 30+ mph.
DAMN!
Wind scares me now.
I don't enjoy it like I used to.
Yesterday, I peopled.
The sisters were over.
With kiddos. One significant other made it.
We had some good food. Nothing fancy.
Mashed potato, sauteed zucchini and yellow squash
with asparagus, and a pork loin wrapped in bacon.
Simple but delicious.
I snuggled the Grasshopper.
It makes me nervous to hold her.
I figure the easiest way to overcome that is to hold her.
She is so precious.
Such a good little lass.
I got to feed her too.
Yesterday was her actual due date I believe.
Happy Earth Day!
Friday, April 19, 2019
Friday Thoughts
Let me start by saying Full Pink Moon Blessings to you!!
It's glorious out there today. The temperature is supposed to reach 82!!
The sun is shining, there's blue sky and light wispy clouds. Tomorrow, chance of rain and it drops back into the 60's.
As I was writing my Blog Along post over on Word Press, I realized something.
I self sabotage myself into being paralyzed so that I can't create. WHOA! I come up
with ideas of things I want to create and then I overwhelm myself with fear and self doubt to
the point I become paralyzed and then I can't create. So thoughts and ideas get pushed
aside or to the back burner, some even forgotten completely.
I think I've been doing that physically too. Self sabotaging. I did so well giving up soda and most sweets. I can't tell you what happened because I don't know. But I started having a soda here and there. Then my craving for sweets....Candy, cookies. brownie bites, ice cream....I was indulging
WAAAAAAAAAAY too much. I had convinced myself that Ginger Ale wasn't soda and that it was okay to drink. I believe that was my downfall.
Well, this is Easter weekend and there will be family coming over for dinner. And there will be candy and who knows what else. So I made a decision.
I will give myself until April 28th to indulge if should choose to. That includes having a soda if I want to. But come the 28th, that's it! It will be six months until my 50th birthday on that day. And I decided that from then until my birthday, I will skip the soda completely. Even the Ginger Ale. I will cut back or eliminate the sweets completely and try to make better food choices. Just because there's history on both sides of certain illnesses doesn't mean I have to put myself on the path of guaranteed to get them. I may not be able to dodge them completely, but I certainly don't have to lay out the red carpet and a welcome sign.
I have never been comfortable in my body. All my life I was told how I was a bag of bones, a scarecrow, a toothpick. Skinny Minnie. Boney Marony. You get the picture. I was always underweight even after having had babies. After Grandma came to live with me, I finally managed to gain some weight. After she died, I lost some of it. When I left I think I was somewhere between 115 and 120. I looked.....sick. My face was drawn.
Now, I'm pushing 160! Don't ask me how that happened, because I don't know. Maybe it's the chronic pain. Maybe it's something else. Even pregnant, I was never close to 160. I've never been in a size 14 until now and if I don't take control I'll be looking at 16's before long.
It's funny in a way how I've gone from being underweight to overweight. Something I never thought I would be. Now I don't want to go back to looking like I was starved, but I don't want the extra weight either. I'd be happy if I got back to a 12. Maybe I should just embrace my new weight and welcome it, just be healthy about it. But I think I might be better off if I lost 10-15 pounds.
It's glorious out there today. The temperature is supposed to reach 82!!
The sun is shining, there's blue sky and light wispy clouds. Tomorrow, chance of rain and it drops back into the 60's.
As I was writing my Blog Along post over on Word Press, I realized something.
I self sabotage myself into being paralyzed so that I can't create. WHOA! I come up
with ideas of things I want to create and then I overwhelm myself with fear and self doubt to
the point I become paralyzed and then I can't create. So thoughts and ideas get pushed
aside or to the back burner, some even forgotten completely.
I think I've been doing that physically too. Self sabotaging. I did so well giving up soda and most sweets. I can't tell you what happened because I don't know. But I started having a soda here and there. Then my craving for sweets....Candy, cookies. brownie bites, ice cream....I was indulging
WAAAAAAAAAAY too much. I had convinced myself that Ginger Ale wasn't soda and that it was okay to drink. I believe that was my downfall.
Well, this is Easter weekend and there will be family coming over for dinner. And there will be candy and who knows what else. So I made a decision.
I will give myself until April 28th to indulge if should choose to. That includes having a soda if I want to. But come the 28th, that's it! It will be six months until my 50th birthday on that day. And I decided that from then until my birthday, I will skip the soda completely. Even the Ginger Ale. I will cut back or eliminate the sweets completely and try to make better food choices. Just because there's history on both sides of certain illnesses doesn't mean I have to put myself on the path of guaranteed to get them. I may not be able to dodge them completely, but I certainly don't have to lay out the red carpet and a welcome sign.
I have never been comfortable in my body. All my life I was told how I was a bag of bones, a scarecrow, a toothpick. Skinny Minnie. Boney Marony. You get the picture. I was always underweight even after having had babies. After Grandma came to live with me, I finally managed to gain some weight. After she died, I lost some of it. When I left I think I was somewhere between 115 and 120. I looked.....sick. My face was drawn.
Now, I'm pushing 160! Don't ask me how that happened, because I don't know. Maybe it's the chronic pain. Maybe it's something else. Even pregnant, I was never close to 160. I've never been in a size 14 until now and if I don't take control I'll be looking at 16's before long.
It's funny in a way how I've gone from being underweight to overweight. Something I never thought I would be. Now I don't want to go back to looking like I was starved, but I don't want the extra weight either. I'd be happy if I got back to a 12. Maybe I should just embrace my new weight and welcome it, just be healthy about it. But I think I might be better off if I lost 10-15 pounds.
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Tuesday Thoughts
Grasshopper seems to be doing well. At her last doctor's appointment, she had gained weight and was a pound over what she was at birth. I will probably get to see her Friday if not then Sunday.
Had a rough couple of days because of something that was said.
The what and the who don't matter. But they were triggering.
The 100 days thing isn't going so well. I'm doing it as the moment strikes. Or if I come across
a particularly inspiring quote. Instead I've decided to just focus on blogging for the camp nano. So far I have managed to stay on track or slightly ahead. Some days are a struggle to come up with words. But that isn't unusual for me.
Earlier I was cleaning up my FB friends list. Someone friended me that was mutual friends with my cousin. But then this person posted things that go against where I stand and a lot of posts supporting 45 and his cronies. I don't got time for that. The others were friends that deactivated accounts or were secondary secret accounts for them that were deactivated.
In the process of cleaning it up, I discovered that a guy I went to school with died almost five maybe six years ago. None of our mutual friends/classmates ever said a word. Makes we wonder if they even know/knew. On the post that told of his passing, a couple of the comments almost make it sound like he may have taken his own life. It's hard to tell for sure and there isn't an obituary that says anything about him.
He always was a strange sort of kid. I wouldn't say we were even friends. Just classmates really. One time on FB messenger, he sent me a note asking if I would like to come spend the weekend with him for his birthday. It made me uncomfortable because it was worded like a proposition. I politely declined and moved him to a restricted list.
I suppose we're having a gathering on Sunday for Easter. Mr. T. will be home and it's his first Easter at home in a few years (he drives truck, so he misses holidays and birthdays and such). So the sisters and their significant others and their kids will be coming over. We'll either being having ham or a pork loin, not sure which yet.
We have had rain of some amount every day so far in April. I saw something a few days ago that said we have already reached and exceeded the total rain predicted for April. Today started out with some sunshine and blue skies, but here come the clouds.....again. By Friday we could see high 70s. And then it will drop again back to the 50s. There's mud slides going on up in the mountains that have caused road closures here and there.
The bees are humming, the robins are worming, the dandelions are popping. Spring is definitely here.
Had a rough couple of days because of something that was said.
The what and the who don't matter. But they were triggering.
The 100 days thing isn't going so well. I'm doing it as the moment strikes. Or if I come across
a particularly inspiring quote. Instead I've decided to just focus on blogging for the camp nano. So far I have managed to stay on track or slightly ahead. Some days are a struggle to come up with words. But that isn't unusual for me.
Earlier I was cleaning up my FB friends list. Someone friended me that was mutual friends with my cousin. But then this person posted things that go against where I stand and a lot of posts supporting 45 and his cronies. I don't got time for that. The others were friends that deactivated accounts or were secondary secret accounts for them that were deactivated.
In the process of cleaning it up, I discovered that a guy I went to school with died almost five maybe six years ago. None of our mutual friends/classmates ever said a word. Makes we wonder if they even know/knew. On the post that told of his passing, a couple of the comments almost make it sound like he may have taken his own life. It's hard to tell for sure and there isn't an obituary that says anything about him.
He always was a strange sort of kid. I wouldn't say we were even friends. Just classmates really. One time on FB messenger, he sent me a note asking if I would like to come spend the weekend with him for his birthday. It made me uncomfortable because it was worded like a proposition. I politely declined and moved him to a restricted list.
I suppose we're having a gathering on Sunday for Easter. Mr. T. will be home and it's his first Easter at home in a few years (he drives truck, so he misses holidays and birthdays and such). So the sisters and their significant others and their kids will be coming over. We'll either being having ham or a pork loin, not sure which yet.
We have had rain of some amount every day so far in April. I saw something a few days ago that said we have already reached and exceeded the total rain predicted for April. Today started out with some sunshine and blue skies, but here come the clouds.....again. By Friday we could see high 70s. And then it will drop again back to the 50s. There's mud slides going on up in the mountains that have caused road closures here and there.
The bees are humming, the robins are worming, the dandelions are popping. Spring is definitely here.
Friday, April 12, 2019
Friday Roundup
I couldn't think of anything clever for a post title.
Let's see:
I got to hold grasshopper this week for the first time. Scary shit right there.
I think of her as this super fragile little thing. Watching her breathe still makes
me all sorts of nervous. Yesterday I got to see her again while Grandma got to help
give her her first bath.
Took my fur babe to the cat clinic to get fixed. I'm all kinds of helicoptering her.
This isn't our regular vet. It's a cat rescue that does low cost spay and neuter once a week.
They do 20 male and 20 females every Thursday. She seems to be doing okay.
A little slow still and sleeping a lot. But she's eating, drinking, and using the box.
Scored some cargo style capris at the thrift store yesterday. Two of the pairs being
half price. YAY for orange tickets. And scored a set of Faber Castell brush markers
for 2.99!!
Made Mediterranean Chicken in the crock pot the other night. Had it with left over rice.
Was very tasty and will definitely do it again with a few tweaks.
I gained back the weight I lost just by quitting soda. I think I messed up when I started drinking Ginger Ale on more than a rare occasion. So I've decided to give myself until the 28th
of this month to do whatever, especially with Easter coming and plans for it unknown. The 28th will mark that it is six months to my birthday. From then I will refrain from soda more diligently. Striving for none at all and having a ginger ale only when I have an upset stomach. I will cut way back
on the sugary sweets. I've been too indulgent on the cookies, candy, and ice cream. Need to make better choices, like more fruits and veggies.
So I was reading a post today by Effy that included some of her poetry. And I've been dwelling
on living a creative life and seeking the sacred and how if you swap the a and the c you get scared.
How I am super scared at this whole seeking that I am feeling unworthy to even try and that it is
pretty much paralyzing me in both art and seeking. Then Renee posted a thing and talked about rosaries. Which led me to thinking about my collections, that I want to add to by the way. I have a thing for them, always have I think. Any way, poems and rosaries and talk of booze in a sense gave me an idea.
I used to write some poetry when I was in an especially dark mood while living with friends of my mother's after we were evicted. At some point, for unknown reasons I stopped. I have no idea what ever happened to my notebook, but that's besides the point. I stopped, as Effy puts it, poeming. (Using Poem as a verb here). Until the last few years that is. And when my mind goes to the dark place or down that dark road, I find myself writing poems. The seem dark, twisty in a way. Just how I feel in the moment.
And that got me thinking. The scarier part is threw this idea out there publicly. I thought of possibly doing a some poems and calling the series "Vodka and Rosaries". I already added a page to my Word Press blog as well as created a separate blog on Word Press in case the later doesn't work. I also thought of maybe a small photo series to go with it.
I must be nuts. I mean I actually put this out there. WTF am I thinking?? But there it is. And now you know too.
I think that's all I have today. I need to catch up on some shows. Have a fabulous weekend!
Let's see:
I got to hold grasshopper this week for the first time. Scary shit right there.
I think of her as this super fragile little thing. Watching her breathe still makes
me all sorts of nervous. Yesterday I got to see her again while Grandma got to help
give her her first bath.
Took my fur babe to the cat clinic to get fixed. I'm all kinds of helicoptering her.
This isn't our regular vet. It's a cat rescue that does low cost spay and neuter once a week.
They do 20 male and 20 females every Thursday. She seems to be doing okay.
A little slow still and sleeping a lot. But she's eating, drinking, and using the box.
Scored some cargo style capris at the thrift store yesterday. Two of the pairs being
half price. YAY for orange tickets. And scored a set of Faber Castell brush markers
for 2.99!!
Made Mediterranean Chicken in the crock pot the other night. Had it with left over rice.
Was very tasty and will definitely do it again with a few tweaks.
I gained back the weight I lost just by quitting soda. I think I messed up when I started drinking Ginger Ale on more than a rare occasion. So I've decided to give myself until the 28th
of this month to do whatever, especially with Easter coming and plans for it unknown. The 28th will mark that it is six months to my birthday. From then I will refrain from soda more diligently. Striving for none at all and having a ginger ale only when I have an upset stomach. I will cut way back
on the sugary sweets. I've been too indulgent on the cookies, candy, and ice cream. Need to make better choices, like more fruits and veggies.
So I was reading a post today by Effy that included some of her poetry. And I've been dwelling
on living a creative life and seeking the sacred and how if you swap the a and the c you get scared.
How I am super scared at this whole seeking that I am feeling unworthy to even try and that it is
pretty much paralyzing me in both art and seeking. Then Renee posted a thing and talked about rosaries. Which led me to thinking about my collections, that I want to add to by the way. I have a thing for them, always have I think. Any way, poems and rosaries and talk of booze in a sense gave me an idea.
I used to write some poetry when I was in an especially dark mood while living with friends of my mother's after we were evicted. At some point, for unknown reasons I stopped. I have no idea what ever happened to my notebook, but that's besides the point. I stopped, as Effy puts it, poeming. (Using Poem as a verb here). Until the last few years that is. And when my mind goes to the dark place or down that dark road, I find myself writing poems. The seem dark, twisty in a way. Just how I feel in the moment.
And that got me thinking. The scarier part is threw this idea out there publicly. I thought of possibly doing a some poems and calling the series "Vodka and Rosaries". I already added a page to my Word Press blog as well as created a separate blog on Word Press in case the later doesn't work. I also thought of maybe a small photo series to go with it.
I must be nuts. I mean I actually put this out there. WTF am I thinking?? But there it is. And now you know too.
I think that's all I have today. I need to catch up on some shows. Have a fabulous weekend!
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