Nothing going on here this weekend either. Mainly just lying around continuing to heal my back.
Up to the age of 10, I lived in a cement block house. It was not as ugly as it sounds. It was painted, and it was nice and cool in the summer. The yard was full of giant oak trees. There were a bunch of kids in the neighborhood, and I was the oldest,…[Read more]
My dad took a thermos of coffee with milk in it to work every day. My mom made it for him, and since she didn’t like coffee she made him instant stuff. Talk about horrible! It wasn’t until college that I discovered real coffee. And I drank it black for years. Then a few years ago I started making my morning cup with classic hazelnut syrup and…[Read more]
I always loved rocks. Buckets of them came home with me from beach vacations. Lake Superior has the best ones. I inherited my grandfather’s rock polisher. But, I’ve only made one batch of stones. I think it’s because Joe’s not that interested, and I can’t do it without him. He’d much rather tinker with electronic stuff then nature stuff. Therein…[Read more]
Haha! Love the abstract! If Letterman was still on doing stupid pet tricks, he’d be a shoe in. Or paw in. My friend has a highland terrier named Fergus and in the winter she takes pictures of him in the snow then posts a find the Fergus game. Phineas and Fergus alone are proof that dogs are more fun than cats. Lol Cats are generally just…[Read more]
Ha! Like that elephant who paints. They go for a lot of money. Phineas could get rich. You never know. Like our cats, if they had opposable thumbs, we would become superfluous. They’d probably hire us back to clean the litter boxes. They are too good for that job!😂
A plain old analog, super-thin watch with the date on it, was the watch of my dreams. Since college I wore a watch every day of my life. Joe bought me my slim watch a few years before I quit working. Good thing too because I took it off and never wore it again after I retired. It is a lovely, expensive timepiece, and if time meant more to me, I’d…[Read more]
I think it was because of my dad that the search for individualism took hold in me so early. If everyone else jumped off a cliff, would you too? It was also his fault that I didn’t have a lot of compassion until I was in my 30. He believed in truth takes no prisoners no matter whose feelings get hurt. I’ve learned to temper that trait. I’m kind…[Read more]
It never ceases to amaze me how many people support me and my art and writing endeavors. Many of them claim they have no talent themselves which I don’t believe, but I’m happy to have the cheerleaders.
I love pears too. But I’ve never had these. Since Joe does the shopping that might explain it. He is notoriously cheap in some areas. Fruit being one of them. Plus, he doesn’t eat much fruit, so he doesn’t get the attraction. Since we have to go to town tomorrow and Thursday, maybe I can get him to pick some up while I’m at the doctor.
Yep, and it’s all about perspective. Both the painting and the idea for the painting. I don’t paint every day, but since discovering you and Angela Fehr, I paint a lot more than I used to do. That’s a win in my book. And I do paint a lot better than I used to too. Another win! Maybe once I recover I’ll try one a day. Can’t hurt.
I’m finally home and exhausted. Turns out I had a heart attack on Tuesday morning and the catheterization I had yesterday confirmed that I had a heart attack. The only reason I know this is because I was reading some of the papers they sent home with me. The called it arrhythmia and other things at the hospital. So now I have to give up salt. So…[Read more]
Those are my same measuring cups. I really like them. But I cook with them. Lol I’m still sitting here in the hospital. Tomorrow should be the day that I have the procedure. The beds here are most uncomfortable! But the nurses are nice.
I love this excuse for buying shoes. I never had to make a reason to buy shoes. Joe never noticed shoes. As a matter of fact, the only time he ever said anything to me about spending was my long distance phone bills. Lol. I got very upset and said fine, fine. Give me the bill and I’ll pay it. Then I slammed a door. Never heard a word about it…[Read more]
Sometime and somewhere, my dad rescued an old brown wool army blanket. It was huge and had an orange stain on it as if it had a bit of bleach spilled on it. I used to take it to the beach because it was so big. It would soak up the sun because it was such a dark color and when you threw yourself on it after being in the cold lake water, it was…[Read more]
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