Thursday, January 26, 2012

One of our Own

I talk often of how this blogging community 
blesses us all with love and friendship.
One of our own has lost her life partner,
her husband Bruce,
this day and she will need our prayers 
and love for many months to come.

If you do not pray, then send 
hope and grace out into 
the universe on Jane's behalf.
If you can afford to, please donate
 in Bruce's name to an ALS fund.
100 of us each giving even $5.00
makes hope possible.

Please visit and give your love 
to Jane and her family.
Comfort will be hard to come by,
but showing our love will, in small
measure, remind this lovely, strong woman
that she never walks alone.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Candlelight, Coffee and Comfort

My first cup of coffee in days.
Did not want to confuse meds and caffeine.
I am confused enough as it is.

This is my favorite table...ever...
I work here
 eat here
 visit here
These edges are dreamy

Never far from me,
Miss Justice
doing her morning toilette
hoping toast bits will come her way.
Sadly, no toast just now,
just coffee and candlelight.

Needing to be even closer,
Master Howie
asking to be allowed into my lap.

Not until I finish my coffee
in my favorite mug
...for now
The perfect curve to cradle my left hand
 around it's warmth
while the right hand 
slips effortlessly through the handle
for a secure grip.
an important year
for me to be sure.

Such comfort to me after weeks of illness.
My memory bowl
my table
hazelnut fragrance
best mug 
the pooches

in my little world
it is enough
it is, in fact, 

Friday, January 20, 2012

Thrilled - Proud and smelly?

It's out- Old Grey Mare is in it. I'm thrilled.
It was great to work with April, Sunday and Mark.
Thank you.

Thank you for all the emails and comments and calls
of get well wishes to me over the past few days.
I know I will mend that much faster because of it.
I am cRaZy for all of you my dear friends.
You are the best.
Non bloggers do not know what they are missing.
but we do... <3
we give and receive love
with no agenda
no judgements
no limits
oh, sometimes we falter with a few nasty folks
but we always rise above it.
I am proud, yes PROUD,
to be part of this community.
I am blessed beyond measure 
because of it.

Much love,

for those of you stopping by for the first time,
you may want to scroll back a few posts to
 get past the cough-cough-cough stuff of me being sick.
I'll return to my feisty, irreverent self soon enough..
hopefully wearing something besides mismatched pj's with a hole in the crotch, and a bra to hoist the girls back into place, some makeup, and a hairdo that does not 
resemble Alfafa's or the hunchback of ND.
Oh Lord, I look bad...
( and I may smell like day old Vicks)
If there was a way someone could 
sneak in and photograph me I would 
be plastered in one of those "seen at Walmart" emails or 
at the very least a huge Glamour Don't.
So look at the pretty houses and pretend 
I belong there OK?

Tuesday, January 17, 2012


One silly stupid goose am I.
I just could not figure out 
why I was having adjustment issues
to new work etc....
I am a tough old bird, I can juggle 
with the best of them.
So tired, feeling very poorly, persistant cough etc.
Turns out I was trying to do it all
while I had pneumonia.
Stupid Z. new posts till...?
and sale postponed.
Letting antibiotics do their thing.
Off to bed.
See you on the other side 
of wellness.
Now don't you be a silly goose.
Take care of yourselves.

Monday, January 16, 2012

I'm still here

Nope, no trips to France for me.
No retreats or spas in my future.
Just doing the day by day thing
and getting the hang of some new changes.
I have read everyone,
commented a little,
and replied a little.
Be patient please, I'll be back.
Your overwhelming support on my last post,
well, it makes me more than a little misty.
thank you so much

On the news side:
Darling daughter has started interning with
a fabulous director and is loving it.
Dearest son has found a house to rent in LA,
and will move literally cross country 
the end of the month.
I get him for three days all to myself.

Local gals....
I am purging again.
Watch for email about preview night.
If you cannot wait till it is all out, email me.
Selling off the last of my Nicole Sayre,
ESC and originals by Angela.

As for me????


and still not completely adjusted to my new schedule.
but things will ease up soon. 
This new venture is expanding 
my horizons, and testing my learning curve,
 which is good for me.

For those of you who will relish this info...
Know that my house is truly a mess, OK truthfully 
just kinda untidy everywhere, but for me, that is horrors!
Christmas is still not all down,
the garage studio is only half down.
There are dishes in the sink, 
and laundry in the shoot up to the second floor.
I am way behind on phone calls, blogging, 
yard work, and have only read one book in a week!!
Normally I read a minimum of seven a week.
I am in deep withdrawal, so I am going to stop
now and go read with a glass of Baileys.
A LARGE glass.

No comments on this one my friends, unless
you want to give me the latest news on yourself,
because I just know I won't have 
time to answer this week.
I hope ( double cross fingers, pinkie swear)
to have a fun post up this weekend.....

Unless the laundry explodes out the 
top of the shoot and I am buried under
an avalanche of underwear and jammies
and never heard from again.


Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Aw phooey

Even when things are going well,
life can be challenging now and again.
That is where I am now.
I am blessed and healing and 
doing fine, yet struggling to make 
all the pieces fit.

I took 19 shots at the ribbon class and each one
 came out looking like an experiment in photography,
and not in the good way.
This time I was not only host but student, and my 
head was going off in fifty directions.
If you wish to see and read about it,
Tanya, bless her heart, got some good shots.

bead and needle 
 See more HERE

Carole is an amazing instructor and we had 
a blast. As soon as all my Christmas is down,
(will that ever happen? jeez!)
 I plan to practice my roses, so that I am
 prepared to take Ribbon 102.

So what has me discombobulated?
I will get it straightened out and ease into
my new routine, and figure out how to get by,
 but for now I am concentrating
on necessities and not so much on the extras.
I am still reading each of you my dear friends,
never fear, and following your adventures.

I think what bothers me most is 
that I used to be "quick on my feet", able to adjust 
in a nanosecond . Now I need more time. 
I need to process.
I need to grieve losses. I need more sleep.
So is this it? The age thing? As I approach one of those
mysterious "old age" numbers, is this my mind saying
Not so fast, you're an old girl now,
you might sprain something.

aw phooey.
I probably just need more fiber.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

She'll be coming 'round the mountain

She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes).
She'll be coming 'round the mountain, she'll be coming 'round the mountain,She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes).

Well, yes I have to go over mountains no matter which way I go.
She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes, etc.
Nope, a goldish beige kinda hippo shaped Hyundai with a chipping bumper
Oh we'll all come out to meet her when she comes, etc.
Oh that would be so nice, I'm going to be lonesome again soon
She'll be wearing pink pajamas when she comes, etc.
One of two pairs, the floral ones or the striped
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes
Nah, my vegetarian friends would be upset with me so instead....
We'll be havin' chicken and dumplings when she comes
That is if I can remember to do it before work
She will have to sleep with Grandma when she comes
Not likely, no grandmas here
We'll all be shoutin' "Halleluja" when she comes
That would be so nice, I can use a good Hallelujah now and again
She'll be comin' down a road that's five miles long
It feels a mite longer since I have been away for awhile :D
In other words I am still here, just not HERE much lately.
My daily routine has changed recently, and I am adjusting to my  new schedule, while trying to spend as much time with Darling Daughter as possible. Facing the possibility of an entire year passing before I see her is difficult. Knowing Dearest Son will be nearby ( 4 hrs) gives me great comfort and will prevent me from selling plasma to raise airfares to go see the chickadees.
Simultaneously, blogger has decided to not load certain blogs now and again, and more often than not has banned me from commenting. So the little computer time I do have is fraught with issues and many - many ^%$#@^&%'s.

This weekend at old grey mare is the fabulous ribbon class taught by Carole Sidlow and since the class filled up so rapidly, Carole will be offering a repeat soon, so stay tuned if you wish to attend that class.

I miss you all, and I am trying to keep up to date, but honestly running my little world these days means adjustments up the wazoo, so bear with me. I still love you even if I have not commented or visited or called or emailed.
I just looked up wazoo thinking it was slang..nope, there it was..yep, that's what it is....