Important Link

An important link from me to you from someone far smarter

or how to give yourself a headache pondering moral societal dilemas

So I deleted my FB page last year for personal 

moral reasons about their privacy policies.

I have never downloaded music illegally.

I boycott Walmart and not because of their pay scale
 or lack of promotion for women and some ethnic groups, 
lack of health care for employees, etc. 
but for the owner family's minuscule amount of philanthropy.
I support the employees however, and damn I miss

my favorite scala rolls, and I do succumb 
maybe 2 times a year, just for the rolls... I'm weak that way.

anyway..where the heck am I leading you?

to beloved Pinterest.

yes, the world is abuzz about the copyright infringement issue,

and I was on my high horse just tonight saying to a dear friend

 "but I conscientiously pin and look how we promote others..."

and then I read this.

So many valid points plunked right into my lap, 

and up my nose.

so shucks, dang it all, I guess Pinterest has got to go for me.

I'll have to go back to my old way of bookmarking
 a zillion spots and then never organizing them, 
so I never do find them again,

and spend hours cussing at the screen in exasperation.

But I like to look in the mirror and know I am
 being honest and true, and doing the right thing, 
and I'm not sure anymore that I am.

Of course I can just pin my own personal stuff I suppose, 

but that will not excuse my looking 

at other stuff that is illegally pinned.

The point here is quite valid.
Even giving appropriate credit, we do not have permission from

these sources to use/share their work.. not even a little... 

much like a "little lie", a 'little cheating", a "little stealing" or 

a "little pregnant" whoops, off topic...

A quick test for me is always 

"What would Dad say?"

and damn, just now I got an email saying

"_____ just repinned your______"

I have to sit on this and 

slosh it around in my head a few days..

gosh that sounds like my head is up....

never mind

If my big red Pinterest widget disappears

well, you know....

Some days I hate being a grownup.

FLOPPIN Ta-Tas

I am not a complicated person.

I love my kids, my friends, my home.

I have had my ups and downs.

I have been blessed.

Simple things make me happy.

Yesterday I watched a vintage horse race

arcade game operate

with mexican jumping beans.

I squealed out loud and scared Larry, the guy

I was working with.

He laughed out loud, and said that "tickled you huh?"

I said oh yes, and promptly played it again! 

I ran into two old friends, a married couple,

 at the bank yesterday.

Our kids used to play together, and the Mom and I

volunteered at the kids elementary school together

for 5 years. They are such a lovely couple and we 

played catch up in the parking lot of the bank.

It made me so happy to see them again.

My friend Tanya took some of my leftovers from

 the garage sale and put them in her etsy shop

 to try and sell for me. Now how sweet is that?!

SARAH                    TANYA

My SIL, the one who wears the weird hats from class?

She brought over to my work three stuffed bags of clothes

for me. She is now a skinny minny and gifted me 

some new duds. Since I have not bought any in years!

 Again..How sweet is that?!!!

But what has me really excited?

I slept for 11 hours last night!

In two sections, but who cares? ELEVEN hours...

cornelius bisschop

and then

there is the ultimate

simple pleasure that begins

for me this Sunday.

Roomie will be with his family for a week,

so I can walk around with ta-tas a floppin'.

You just have no idea how

deliriously happy this makes me.

What - you expect a picture?

Now, I have me some large,

unfortunately pendulous, pair of 

ta-tas and they like to swing free 

and unencumbered.

So imagine tube socks with a tennis ball in the toe. 

OK? Happy now?

So watch out world.

I am ready for the weekend

and the ta-tas are free falling...

Happy weekend all!

FINAL/LAST EVER/ NO/ I MEAN IT!

What do you see?

I see a heavenly sight.

That's right...

It's just the garage...

(and you gals know I dig a clean garage)

No piles of collectibles and finials

old windows and Christmas trees, 

 clothing and books,

and dishes, bar stools and globes

and the myriad mountains of other 

STUFF

that we (6 of us) unloaded,

sold to our lovely

customers on Saturday at my

FINAL< LAST EVER< NO, 

I REALLY MEAN IT!

GARAGE SALE.

I EVEN TOSSED ALL MY

FLOWER STREWN SIGNS I HAVE USED

FOR EIGHT YEARS.

'CAUSE I MEAN IT

DAGNABIT!

 I have asked several friends to 

hit me upside the head with an iron skillet 

if I EVER suggest we have another one here at 

my house. Between friends dropping off stuff for weeks

and friends shopping early almost every night

it is 2 weeks of pure hell, trying to make it all fit,
and show it off to it's best advantage....

BUT

we hauled in the dough. YAY!

So today to celebrate, I finally upgraded my cell phone

because they gave me a coupon for a free android

(WoOt! joining the big leagues)

and spent 3 hours trying to navigate the 

blessed thing.

Did anyone else actually enjoy 

their weekend?

I hope so...

I have to wait another 5 days to try 

and enjoy the next one....

To my crazy buds who spent Saturday with me

Thank you, I love you, and let's NEVER

do this again.. <3

Justice and Eisenhower agree.

They were locked up in house all day long

and they were NOT happy. 

A VALENTINE REVISITED

Happy Valentine's Day to all you lovely women,  

my dear friends.

If you will not hear the doorbell today, with a bouquet waiting on the other side, then please...get up, go out, and buy yourself

some beautiful flowers. I bought baby pink roses at 

Trader Joes yesterday.

Because love is all around us in many ways,

on many days, not just today.
Joining Kathleen for White Wednesday

Faded

Valentines from a beloved husband and father.

Tucked away, tied up with ribbons,

and discovered again last evening.

Lovely and painful and confusing.

Wondering what to do.

Realizing I wanted my adult children to know and see

the passion and love their parents once had and that

they were birthed from this love.

That time and circumstance faded that love

but did not remove it permanently from time.

It is shelved somewhere in memory, as these

remain shelved and tucked away,

with pretty fading ribbons.

But that love..remains...always.

Shacking Up

Got your attention?

Yes, tomorrow I begin living with a man 

for the first time in 8 years!!!

No not him, DAMN!

No, not like that....

This man is the lovely husband 

of a dear friend of mine.

Now I've really got you going...

The story:

My friend Kristin and I met about 8 years ago,

when we worked together and became good friends.

 Even though she soon moved out of state, 

we always stayed in touch and kept up with 

each other's lives.

Kristin and her husband have had to live apart

the past few months as he relocated

back to work here in lala land and 

she and the kids remained several states away.

Times are tough and paying two rents 

while you have 6 kids

is not an easy task, so in order to expedite 

the entire family's move here,

Rick will be staying in my guest room

to help make this family move all happen by June.

Now new roomie is a very nice man,

but I've been thinking it will take some adjustment 

 as many things will change.

No more lazing around in my old pj's, 

with no bra and gaps and holes in crotches....

or dropping my pants to throw in the laundry 

downstairs at the last minute.

No more burping (or other gases), that 

are permitted whenever you wish, when you live alone.

I might actually have to check the mirror 

before leaving my room so as not to frighten the poor guy.

So things are changing every which way I look.

I am finally reasonably recovered from the creeping crud.

I am employed outside the home, for the first time 

in many years, and I am currently purging my home 

of hundreds of items as I lighten up.

It's good to be brave, it's good to GIVE.

I think this deed might meet my 2012 word criteria.

Also been helping a friend with a sudden move,

holding group garage sale for friends in need again,

and trying to plan some classes, and an event at my

home perhaps this fall...so GIVING is in residence.

Of course, all this means I have been posting less

but that too will change as I settle into 2012.

I have a Zillion design ideas I want to try

and I have been craving handwork so 

out come my needle and thread, or rug hook, or 

knitting needles, or...stay tuned

Z