Another thought for today

I am having trouble with getting a picture up for the blog and I have experts helping me....and it isn't working. . . so I will live for the moment but it is becoming unpleasant, so I'm going to go sulk, napping wont do it.

I hope your today is working for you.     Hugs to all. 

Oh Dear!

Oh Dear!   I wanted to show you the last puzzled we finished which was a 'doozy' a mystery puzzle which is a real challenge.  I couldn't get the picture turned so you will have to work at seeing the big tsunami wave that came and swept everyone away.  

That is what he said.  That is what he meant.   That is what we get whether we like it or not.  

Ha, Ha,    wonder what 'normal' really is.   

Promises of something for nothing.    Pie n the Sky!    All take, no give.    And I'm talking about our current leaders who need to be ousted instead of retired on the job.    Time limits are overdue as they sit idly by and watch laws being broken as they exempt themselves from Obama Care and give themselves raises  and do not take time to read the new laws they put into action.    Soon we all learn we just do not get something for nothing.

Yeah Angie . . . go for it . . . a bucket of balls.   I used to love to get out there and swing at the ball even though I missed a few.   I managed to hit a couple but never got to play the game.   Angie sure looks like she knows what she is doing . . . swing Angie, swing!

Hump Day and the Music awards are on this evening if you have a mind to tune in.    We have rain, more of a mist so far.     My ninety-four year old neighbor was taken off in an ambulance yesterday and I have not heard any news.   A good neighbor and a very sweet man.  He loves to read western novels so I have kept him in supply as I pick them up at yard sales.     He was doing very well up until a month ago when he started to lose his appetite and his strength.   His wife, La Verne, has been taking such good care of him.  She dreaded the time she would no longer be able to.    It is a sad time but it is a closing time for Jim.   He lived a great life and managed to live it as he wanted to.   A rancher, a horseman, a lumberjack, a leader, a hard worker , a veteran, a husband, a father and a very good friend.   Say a prayer for him today.

Wednesday is a good day to talk stock in yourself and decide how to complete the chores you set up for yourself, and make sure you take good care of YOU.     Remember, the body needs good food and exercise and the mind needs emotional strength to carry on all those good deeds that need to be done.   Start small and work up to an abundance of goodness . . . YOU are all so full of it!     Smile with your eyes;   hug like you mean it and be the best YOU can be this hump day.   Hugs to all.

Felting

The ladies of Port Orchard, Washington visited the Art Gallery and had a lesson in felting.

How cute!  A tiny mouse all dressed up for Christmas . . . 'twas the night before Christmas and all the through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse."

At the end of the work table sits daughter Christine deep in concentration as she finishes up her mouse. 

You knew that the political cartoonists couldn't resist. 

It was good to ride out yesterday with a friend and celebrate her August birthday in November.  She has a an upholstery business, all her own, and told me this year business has been exceptionally busy.   Folks seem to be repairing and replacing covers on their windows and furniture rather than going out to purchase brand new expensive items for their homes.    The economy is catching up with everyone these days.    She had a measuring job while there, but we stopped off to have lunch and found our favorite restaurant closed for the season.   The big harbor seals were out on the long pallets barking like there was no tomorrow.   I wonder if they stay around all winter.   We went on to our second favorite, the Golden Harvest Cafe, and had a bowl of clam chowder.    It was the very first time I have ever had clam chowder with cheese in it.  It was delicious and very filling.   Topped of with some crusty garlic bread didn't hurt our taste buds a bit.  So don't hesitate to try making a creamy cheese clam chowder or add this restaurant to your list when you come this way.    I haven't changed my mind on my real true clam chowder though . . . new and different is fine, but the old true and tasty real true clam chowder is still number one on my menu.  Isn't it wonderful we have choices?  I think so.    So here it is Tuesday already and we have some rain coming in.    I woke up thinking hoses;  I haven't put them away for the winter so I had better get to it.    Make a list of your to-do's today and get busy so you will be prepared for changing weather.  Take yourself out to lunch when you finish and don't forget to take a family member or a friend along.    Enjoy a bit of 'running away' for an hour or two, and don't forget hugs and smiles . . . share and see what happens;  makes you feel good just thinking about it.  Good food, good friends, maybe a few raindrops but who cares . . . just share YOU with those you love today.    Hugs to all.   

Pics

It is here...Crab season....smiles everywhere as we spread that newspaper on the table and make a finger food deal out of some delicious crab.    Of course, I like it all shelled and ready to eat, but then it wouldn't be as much fun .    Wonder if daughter Pat is ready for some crab?    Maybe we will wait until daughter Christine arrives this week and we can have a special dinner , or lunch . . .or breakfast as crab omelets are delicious. 

This is a new felting project.    Christine tells me she is bringing down a kit for us to try our hand in making something out of felt.    I like the bird house, cute and colorful.   wonder what the birds think of it.
It certainly looks roomy enough for a big nest.    Speaking of nests, I had a big batch of 'stuff' on my front porch this week.  I have birds that nest up in the little vents near the attic.    Son John said he cleaned them all out  . . .  I don't think so.

Monday morning and I am still adjusting to the change in time.    It takes a day or two.   Waking at three thirty instead of four thirty makes for a long day but like everything else, it just takes 'time' to get back to the normal time instead of daylight savings time.   I wish folks would just leave some things alone.  For instance I'd like them to stop playing around my computer and changing things.   I've lost my headings.  Oh there are some there I don't want, don't use and can't find the ones I do use.   I have a friend that calls his computer 'confuser' and I agree;  a machine that frustrates but we don't want to throw it out . . . the intent is there some times.  Pat told me to shut the computer off and it would probably put things back to normal, but it didn't work.   I have such things as Ebay, weather of Cambridge, Ma., CNN, YouTube and a lot of colorful little blocks.   Why do I need to know the weather in Cambridge, Ma.?   There are days when I understand Gretta Garbo and her "I want to be alone";    I want to be left alone with my computer the way I want it and the 'updates' left by the way side.    Who ever thought 'change' had to be brought about almost on a daily basis?    Oh to be computer literate;  maybe next time around.

Monday blues, nah!   I am heading out to Crescent City and lunch with a friend today.    Things are looking up, it only took us a couple of months to be able to make time to celebrate her birthday.  I think it was in August.   Well, better late than never.   Go and celebrate someone's birthday, it doesn't have to be today, just know it is time to recognize how important birthdays really are.    Numbers do  not count, it is staying 'fat and sassy' that really counts.     Don't forget smiles and hugs;   hugs and smiles and pick up the tab . . . you're buying?   Well, I'll have some of that crab.   Hugs to all.

Hour Back

Angie's Queso
I think Angie made a remark about "look ma, the pillow exploded . . . without any help from me" . . . yeah, and the clocks didn't turn themselves back all by themselves last night so I am up blogging at three thirty a.m. , thinking it is four thirty a.m. . . . it is going to be one of those days.

It is Sunday, all day, thank God as it means we can hang around in our sweats and relax and snooze when the mood hits.    A lazy day for a lot of us.  Of course there will be those that will have followed the rules of the road and sleep in that extra hour but most of us will be caught in the slowness of the body progressions getting back an hour they forgot they lost last spring.

Go, make good use of your seconds today.   Smile, but only if you want to.   It may take a little longer to work up into a hug, but you can do it.    Sunday morning and it is three thirty a.m. . . .oh dear, it is going to be a very long day around here.  I'll get back to normal in a day or two, be patient.    Just make the best of it.  Hugs to all. 

 

Weekend is here!

Clever and funny and true.

Martha, Minnie and Mary, I knew their parents well and although I do not get to see them, I do hear from them over the Internet.  I see pictures of their children and grandchildren and wish their folks could have lived longer lives to have enjoyed more seconds with them all.    Beautiful inside and out. 



that used to be the case, but now it is my children finding things I cannot find.  Ah, the world turns!

 

A strange and wondrous face on the iceberg.   A Nordic man?    An Eskimo?  Reminds me of a King with a crown, white beard and all.  What do you see?

The pictures above by Thomas Kinkade  had a softness and beauty all their own, but an artist, by the name of Jeff Bennett, decided to invade what he terms, 'the cloying world of Thomas Kinkade' with Galactic Empire series.   He seems to think "Wars on Kinkade Painter of Light's ethereally bland landscapes has a need for-Star War storm trooper, Imperial destroyers' .  Sheesh, not everyone needs dramatic effects in their peaceful and serene paintings.    I think he should do his own canvases and blow up his world and leave ours alone.

Such a sense of humor....you have to laugh.

Duck soup, roasted duck . . . all has merit in my book. 

 

An albino whale;  how beautiful.     Our world is really full of beauty when we take time to look.

You have your weekend to enjoy.   Halloween is over and the left over candy isn't all bad.  Some folks ran out of candy and had trick or treat children actually bused into their neighborhood and I think that is wrong.  Those folks need to put the bus money into their own neighborhood doings and stop making their children think because someone lives n a nice home they are rich beyond compare.   It takes the fun out of the holiday.  Teaching greed is not the way to go.    Oh for the good old days when you could dress up and go to your neighbors house and be invited in for cider and a treat; homemade cookies or cup cakes and hot cocoa and be admired for the costume you chose to wear.  There were no threats , no scares about pins and poisons in candy . . . and you didn't have to plan to go to the store and buy a truck load of candy you really could not afford.     The holidays start with each one of us;   tradition is in, not out, and our children will be so much better off if we stop trying to change the holidays to satisfy Wall Street and those who have no love or faith in life.   No old fashioned pride in enjoying each holiday as it was meant to be.   Have the courage of your own convictions and get 'back down to earth' with a song in your heart, love in your eyes and bear hugs to go along with it.    Make a pact with yourself to make your holidays different this year, challenge yourself and see how much happier and less stressed you will be. It starts with being thankful for your life and enjoying foods you love;   it ends with keeping Christ in Christmas.   Think about it and do what is best for you and yours.    Hugs to all. 

Dragging

Christine found this little dragon to put on Facebook.    Quite a cutie, love those eyes, so if you feel like being a dragon today, be a good on.

Here it is the very first day of November and we will be stocking up for Thanksgiving while the Christmas items are out and about every aisle in every store.    I think it is about time we took Christmas back and kept Christ in Christmas and as a friend said, put the credit cards away and take the stress out of our lives.   There is no rule or law that says we have to go out and spend every cent we have on gifts no one really wants.   We are plotting and planning a yard sale Christmas so that means we have to do a little thinking and a lot of searching for the right gift for our family and friends.   It is a lot of fun and makes for a lot of laughter as we try to find a treasure or two at a yard sale or the local thrift store. 

 

I wonder how many mom's had this thought . . . We didn't have one trick or treat youngster in our neighborhood last night.  It was very quiet.   There was a lot on going in our town so the children were kept happy and safe with lots of treats.   I just wish we knew that this was going to be the standard Halloween so we didn't go out and buy all that candy which now sits in the big bowl waiting for someone to munch. . . well it will make the rounds come Christmas when you can add it to the cookie trays.

Speaking of making candy, this is a big fudge vat.    Now that is a lot of fudge.

I had to put this in....

 

and this as 'this' becomes the norm of today.   No alone time . . . why not?   It is good to have time to yourself just to think.

this says it all...

Here it is a new month, the weather cannot make up its mind as to whether to stay socked in or let the sun come through.   We had one very beautiful day yesterday and took a ride to Crescent City and a visit to Walmart where you can find something made in America if you look real hard.    The new food area is huge and the prices lower than Fred Meyer here in Brookings.  Of course they add sales tax there which we do not have here so it is six of one and a half dozen in the other . . . I bought some flour which was an excellent price but didn't realize the bag had a whole in it.   Have you ever worn black slacks and carried a leaking white flour bag....interesting to say the least.   Now I wonder who or what made the hole and if the flour has any problems like the news of our spices.   It is getting so we will be afraid to eat;  then you can be sure I'll be on life support.    Do you ever get the feeling 'you can't win' ;  it is getting more prevalent all the time.  Well there is an old adage about 'if you can't say anything good; then don't say anything at all' so I'll say good morning, have a great day, enjoy your left over candy but save some for your Christmas packages.   Put  a smile on your face and be graceful and grateful.    Hugs to all.