05/31/2021

Methinks 'tis six of one and 

or half a dozen of another, but . . .

I don't know if it's simply due to 

being somewhat incarcerated for

the last couple of years for fear 

of  the plague or just dumb luck . . .

One way or another, we were

watching a fun old show where

Irish Coffee was mentioned. 

Neither of us had ever had it for

whatever reason or happenstance.

Being of sound mind and up for 

whatever fun was to be had, we

decided to try it on for size . . .

at 6:00 in the evening no less.

So, who's interested in sleep,

anyway?!

Turned out to be truly delish. 

Wow! I actually went for round

two, although my mate was a tad

more sane and sober and stuck

to the one.

Although we tend to stick to reds

and the odd beer, we may have to

have the occasional Irish Coffee

from time to time. May we dare

you to join us from afar?!

Irish Coffee

Place in an elegant coffee cup:

     1 shot Irish cream

     1 shot Bailey's

Cover in extremely hot coffee.

Top off with a spray of whipped

cream. Salt with nutmeg. Enjoy!

Franky, there are no words . . .

Oh my God, yummmmm! If you

think I'll never have another, you

are sorely mistaken!

Sans paroles . . .

05/30/2022

I need my fairy godmother and

I need her now!!!  Sooooo NOT

kidding!

Almost certain she promised me

youth and beauty, as well as forever!

As far as I can recall, nothing was

ever said about getting older (Note

I didn't say old!) and/or painful.

There are times I wonder about

this whole aging thing . . . what 

the hell?! I'm more than a bit fed 

up with this knee and back pain!

Sooooo, when I finally grow up 

and become a proper adult, I'm 

going to be this fab old gal with 

no aches and pains. I'll go any

where I want, and I'd damn well 

be better having a grander time 

than anything else.

I have to laugh upon looking back

at my posts . . . seems I always ask

for the same things . . . picnics, rides

in the mountains, movie time . . . 

Hell, just better get on with it then!

Might just be time to wake up and

smell the goddamn coffee already!!!

Young or old, healthy or infirm, rich

or poor . . . just get fucking on with

it!!! Life won't always be here for us

sooooo let's live it already!!!

are you listening

not giving in to exist

demand daily life

05/29/2022

I find myself angry and upset, 

anonodada, actually!!!

We've been planning for weeks,

if not longer, to get to see the

grandbabies and I have to go

and get sick!!!  Damn it all to

hell anyway!

The cough from hades, nose that

won't quit and a tad disoriented.

My bad is that I don't think I've

had enough naughty to be paying

this price.

So, as soon as I'm better, I'm 

going to do two things . . . I'm

going to make arrangements to

deliver gifts and see the kids. 

And, I'm going to see about that

naughty!

Let's see . . . an afternoon under

the tree with some cold ones. An

outing to my fave Mexican café, 

a trip or two down memory lane!

Feel free to send me some bad

advice; methinks I need it one

way or another!

nobody loves me

curandera pray heal me

give me some magick

05/28/2022

I still find myself musing over

light and dark . . . Just having 

looked at the fab side of dark, 

perhaps it's time to suss out 

the other. 

After all, Spring may finally be 

sprung although I heard a rumor

it's supposed to snow again. 

Go figure!

I find it interesting that I'm 

so in love with the moon

but moon after the sun . . .

I'm not a person who can live

without sun due to SAD.

Seasonal Affective Disorder

affects me to the point, I feared

I wouldn't make it this Winter.

And, oh such joy when sunlight 

and warmth finally arrive.

Sitting outside by the pond with

a cold beer, having an afternoon

picnic with my guy, walking to

the mailbox without getting 

frosted over, and my ever fave

rides in the mountains.

Don't those things simply spell

Spring?! Add in that I don't go

to bed so early, which makes me

believe I'm enjoying rather more

than less!

Sooooo, know I'm hell bent on

enjoying these last three weeks

of Spring and to think that . . .

Summer is only three weeks 

away. Wow! Just WOW!

loving me some sun

may i please have it year round

pray dont leave too soon

05/27/2022

Been musing over the subject 

of light and dark . . . thinking

mostly dark here . . .

From time eternal, we are taught

that light is good and dark is bad.

And, I can certainly appreciate

why this might be the case.

Still pondering . . . I can think of

so many delicious moments in

the dark . . . the incredible beauty

of the night sky with its moon and

stars! What about the height, depth

and breadth of romance when 

occurring in the dark?

Sometimes when I need to figure

things out, there's nothing better

than a little dark. Rather helps me

concentrate. And, I seem to recall

an entirely dark room bursting w/

SURPRISE!!! Happy birthday!

Alright, I'll bite! Add in that sweet

bit of candlelight; all of a sudden

that dark becomes even more . . .

seductive!

So, here's me thinking . . . I don't

think I wish to live without either

light or dark! They each have their

place, don't they?!

so love me some dark

just add in those sweet candles 

magick is afoot

05/26/2022

"I hope to arrive to my death

late, in love, and a little drunk."

~Atticus

Been thinking about the D-word

of late . . . not necessarily sure

why. I know my children find it

somewhat upsetting, so I do try 

to be careful.

It's just that one way or another,

I'm on the other end of the stick.

I might add that I'm loving every

minute of it. Nothing wrong with

aging as long as there's joy in it.

Yes, I'm paying for my sins w/

knees and hip pain, but on the 

other side of the business, I find 

I enjoy every single moment this

life has to offer . . .

A trip to see the kids, a luncheon

out, a peek in a second hand store,

finding that perfect rock by the

side of the road . . . to say nothing

of those glorious stumps my girl

just gave me for the yard.

I'm looking forward to more of the

same. I don't need to travel far to

enjoy what there is to offer. Having

said that, I do understand my near 

future will be bringing me . . .

. . . those unwanted gifts of moving

slower, the need for a cane, stiff 

joints and maybe even giving up

the odd dance! God, I don't even

want to think about the stairs up to 

my bedroom!!!

Still, bottom line . . . life must be

loved, enjoyed, devoured  to the 

max . . . until death do us part . . .

loving me some life

dancing as fast as i can

pray grant me more time

05/25/2022

"Tomorrow is another day."

~Margaret Mitchell,

Gone with the Wind, 1936

Maybe it's a good thing . . .

After bitching ad nauseam, 

these past few days of RV 

issues, money problems . . . 

and snow on top of it all . . . 

are over!

Methinks, I'll throw a party!

Weather notwithstanding, I

can send out smoke signals,

put some beans on to cook

and steal whatever I need to

make margs!!!

Might make it even more 

do-able if we call it potluck!

Even we most impoverished

can throw together the odd

dish . . .

Let's do this! We all know

that hard times demand an

open mind!!!

imagination

so hoping to make things work

make that dollar stretch

05/24/2022 - Mercury Retrograde?!

Might need to revisit my

thoughts regarding temper

tantrums . . .

We were going to visit the

children for a couple of 

days and then hit the road to 

take in another bunch of our 

kids in the opposite direction.

Alas, camping rarely gives

you a news broadcast, but our

neighbors were good enough 

to let us know we had a couple

of feet of new snow. Best to

stay where we were already.

We say our goodbyes, along

with apologies for nigh onto

overstaying our welcome . . .

Everyone being so sweet 

about it. Hit the road, Jack . . .

 . . . and promptly burn out 

the brakes and blow out a tire. 

Scary times. Tears threaten, but 

foul language tops that. Guess 

I'd just better shut the f--- up 

while I'm ahead.

Good thing number one son-in-

law is there to mitigate all those

pesky emotional responses! One

more time . . . Hit the road, Jack,

brake free and all . . .

Bad thing though . . . new tire, 

new brakes, all around that

ridiculous $1,000.00 mark, full

well knowing I only have $300.

Guess it's a good thing there's

little call for hundred year old

playmates . . . hummmmm, how

is it that I'm going to pay for 

this already?!

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr ~!@#$%^&*()_+

05/23/2022

Pray, Spring come again!

Sooooo NOT kidding!

Bottom line . . . I had rather

convinced myself that we

were actually in Spring, and

then a two foot snow visited

my abode!!! Go figure; my 

bad; sooooo not kidding . . .

Would I be something out of

line if I could please, oh please,

have Spring from now on? I

have these dreams . . . really?!

We're talking sun, green blossoms

forcing their way up through the

soil. Maybe even the odd flower

or two. Sooooo NOT kidding!

Bottom line . . . NEEDS me some

Spring or I'm sooooo NOT going

to make it . . . and sooooo NOT 

friggin' kidding!!!

Oh my dear Goddess . . . How the

hell am I going to make it?! Thought

maybe Spring would do it for me . . .

and then, it snowed!

God in heaven, hallowed be thy name,

sooooo wish I could live, make it . . .

rather beyond doubtful . . . sooooo NOT

kidding!!!

lady spring pray come

im anxiously awaiting

need you more than life

05/22/2022

We had plans for today . . . 

sooooo not kidding!

We were supposed to go

West, follow that yellow

brick road, see family of

yesteryear and catch up

properly.

Alas, Mother Nature had

other plans. Indeed, she

gifted us a couple of feet

of snow and for that I am

well pleased. But for one

thing, I find I'm missing 

my little patch up our 

mountain way!

Having said that, we've

much enjoyed our trip 

and spending family 

time on the East end  

of the state.

Just think, we would've

broken previous records

had we been able to span

both ends of I-70 in one 

fell swoop! Still, can't 

help but wonder if it's 

safe to travel yet?!

Methinks best get out 

my crystal ball and have

a proper look-see! Have 

broom will travel, right?!

missing me some sun

methinks mother got mixed up

promises of may

05/21/2022

I would be the first to admit,

I'm sooooo not looking forward

to today.

It is a day in which we will be

saying goodbye to an old friend.

I am honored that I've been asked

to officiate at his Celebration of 

Life. That doesn't mean it isn't

hard . . . I can't even imagine how

difficult this must be for his wife 

and family!

Isn't it revealing that in spite of

all life asks us to go through, we

still find it precious and almost

impossible  to bid adieu. And at 

the end, we find ourselves crying

out for just one more day . . .

I'm coming to this understanding,

when we are asked to say good

bye to a family member, to a 

friend, we are indeed reminded 

of the priceless gift we have in 

life. Methinks we would do well 

to remember this and cherish it 

whilst we have it!

I find this as I am nearing the other

side of my own life . . . It is indeed 

a gift most precious. We would all

do well to remember this every 

single moment! I so pray I can hold 

each memory created dear to my 

heart . . .

life that precious gift

i hold you dear to my heart

treasuring ever

05/20/2022

Who was it that said, "If you

don't like the weather in CO,

wait 15 minutes?"

We came to see the kids in

good hot margarita weather

and now it's cold, raining and

hot toddy weather! Go figure!

The bad thing is that I have

two speaking engagements

on the morrow and here's me

thinking pulling the travel

trailer in this weather might

not be such a good idea.

I can just see myself at the

pulpit with dirty camping

clothes, no shower and more

than a tad of embarrassment.

On the other hand, learning

to live with life as it is, might

be one of those things one

adapts to when a 100 years 

old or so.

Alas, I tend to sin on the side

of rather liking things to go as

planned; silly me!

Here's to whatever and hoping

to have the necessary courage

to face it . . .

open your mind gal

either rains or doesn't rain

must learn to adapt

05/19/2022

Pondering all those little puzzle

pieces that create the whole of

our lives . . .

Those small town places we lived

as children, our first little friends,

birthday parties, small schools, 

those kid jobs of mowing lawns,

babysitting, house cleaning . . .

Going away to school, learning 

all about independence, the fun

and painful introduction to love . . .

Graduations, real jobs, settling

down, first marriage, first home,

first child. Raises, moving up in

the company, maybe even getting

fired . . .

Bigger home, second kid, maybe

an affair - not necessarily sexual, 

first divorce, end of a dream . . .

New marriage, new home, step

children, two jobs to pay for kids'

college . . .

And when you least expect it,

retirement, sore knees and hips,

thoughts of death and all the fears

that go with . . .

Writing the will, selling up, that

move into smaller, considering 

assisted living, the death of a

spouse . . .

Where did it all go? When did it

all happen? In a blink of an eye

it's all over. What the hell?

No wonder we're all a bit scared

of growing older . . .

Shaking in my boots, pray give 

me courage . . .

05/18/2022

Each and every time I forget just

how beautiful the plains are. Or

maybe, it's simply that they have

their own sense of wonder about 

them.

Windy by day and still by night,

thusly gifting us with one of the

most incredible sunsets ever . . .

and are far as the eye could see

in each direction. Add in the

company of family and that glass

of red and methinks we may be

in heaven! Certainly, my kind of

heaven!

I find it interesting how easy it is

to forget all the amazing beauty

that surrounds us. We get bogged

down in our daily living, chores,

errands . . . and simply overlook

looking! Look up! Look out!! 

Look around!!! There is beauty

to behold!

I have this deep seated belief . . .

If we can contemplate Mother

rather than focusing on the daily

horrors of death and mayhem,

little by little we can be healed.

mother earths beauty

surrounds heart body and soul

ever so healing

05/17/2022 - Doña Clemencia

Simplemente, no puede llegar

el 17 de Mayo sin recordar a

Doña Clemen, la suegrita más

interesante del mundo . . . e

interesante es la palabra correcta.

Me encantaba verla en su tienda.

Obviamente todos los clientes le

decían Doña Clemencia en vez de

Doña Clemen o Señora Aguilar.

La trataban con reverencia aún

más que con respeto.

Siempre me parecía increible que 

permitía a los nenes de la familia 

que la ayudasen en la tienda. Ha 

de haber tenido la paciencia de los 

santos. En realidad, era una forma

de enseñanza más que ayuda.

Preparaba unos días de campo

para cuando llegáramos en el 

verano para verla a ella y Don 

Rafael. Tiro al blanco, hamacas, 

barbacoa, y otras comidas bien

deliciosas.

Me pregunto como la familia,

y además el negocio, siguen 

sin ella. Pues, ya que ella era  

la que unía a todos, hacía que 

se cumpliera lo necesario para

que todo siguiera en orden y

pacíficamente.

La quise, respetaba, admiraba . . .

Feliz cumpleaños Doña Clemen;

me imagino que usted es la mano

derecha del Señor Dios allá en el

cielo azul . . .

05/16/2022 - Don Luis

Creo que no hay nada como 

un cumpleaños para recordarle 

a uno de la persona y el cariño 

que uno tiene para él.

Hoy celebramos el cumpleaños

del padre de mis hijos. Siempre

recuerdo tantas cosas de él, pero

hoy, aún más.

Sé que lo he dicho a gritos como

veinte mil veces que fue el mejor

profesor que jamás tuve. Ni se

imaginen a este hombre en frente

de un salón de clases. Pura magia.

Obviamente, tocó las vidas de

muchos estudiantes!

Gocé también su música. Tocaba

la guitarra y cantaba como un

ángel. Gracias a Dios, compartió

ese don con su hijo.

Pero, he de decir que la mayor

dicha fue haberme dado los dos

mejores regalos del mundo . . .

mis hijos.

No hay nada en el mundo por

igual . . . Ojalá que se de cuenta

allá en su cielo azul, que hoy le

recordamos con mucho afecto,

cariño, y respeto . . . Don Luis!

05/15/2022 - Día del Maestro

Siempre me encantó el Día del

Maestro en México. Me parece

fascinante que hay un día en

particular en que se les honra a 

nuestros profesores.

Tanto de lo que soy el día de hoy

pertenece a los que me enseñaron

día tras día, año tras año. Le ruego

a los dioses que bendicen a los que

me tuvieron en sus manos.

Mejor todavía, me dotaron con el

deseo de ser maestra yo misma.

Di clases por 17 de los 20 años que

estuve en México . . . y 23 años 

luego en los EEUU. En el décimo

que tengo de jubilada, extraño a mi

salón día tras día. Hasta sueño que

estoy enseñando todavía.

Aveces me rio de mis sueños y hay

los que hacen llorar.  De hecho, no

hay nada que extraño más que a mis

alumnos, mis estudiantes. De cuando

en cuando, tengo la dicha de recibir

una nota o un correo electrónico de

uno de ellos y se lo agradesco tanto.

Ojalá que nunca hubiese envejecida.

De otro modo estaría en el salón de

clases todavía. Menos mal que sigo

dando clases en mi casa.

Dichoso sea él que haya tenido la

gracia de ser profesor . . .

la enseñanza

compartir el conocer

don de los dones

05/14/2022

What does it say about you?

What does it say about me?

I'm trying so hard to understand . . .

I think maybe I get it. Everything

I see and hear around me and my

reactions, depict who I truly am.

A rape, child abuse, spousal abuse,

does one just blow it off because

it's too painful to contemplate or

do you actually allow yourself to

feel the pain of another. Do we 

take a further step to see if there

is anything one can personally do

about it?

You see a child pick a dandelion

and hand it to an elder . . . can you

witness this sweet action with utter

joy? Watching innocence in a world

where it rarely exists anymore, so

moves me.

Methinks its up to us, maybe up 

to each of us, to do as much of 

the positive as we can. It may be 

the only way to counter all that 

negativity . . .

So what can I do today that might

bring a smile or two? Write a letter,

send a card, invest in some flowers,

phone a friend? Sooooo easy, and

yet, we do tend to dally about.

I swear, I'm going to get off my ass

and actually do something lovely

today!!!

a phone call away

think ill pick a dandelion 

so need kindness now

05/13/2022 - Friday the 13th

I've always loved Friday the 13th!

such mystique!!! The tales told out 

of school!!! The jokes played . . .

I've been re-reading all the many

articles I've collected over time.

Best of all, stories told me over

the years from family, friends and

students.

One of things I've heard quite a

bit from my students would be

about nightmares. But, methinks

that might be more about their

familial lore and movies watched.

I do love that my own tradition

embraces Friday the 13th in a very

positive way. We see the magick

everywhere we look. Now, if that

isn't positive, I don't know what is!

A challenge; keep your eyes open

throughout the day. See if you don't

witness something phenomenal, a

small miracle perhaps. I tend to see

them all around me, but then, I've

been seeing lo these many years!

friday the thirteenth 

long time been waiting for you

bring on your magick

05/12/2022

Every now and then, something

happens that causes me to question

myself . . .

If I'm eating on paper plates, I use

only one, and if it doesn't get dirty,

I'll use it again. I use less toilet

paper than more, I may use half

the laundry soap recommended, 

etc.

I do recognize that I grew up in

a somewhat impoverished home. 

I am so proud of my parents for

never making a big deal about it. 

But, I don't  think it has anything 

to do  with the way I am today.

Rather, I am extremely conscious

of Mother Earth and I refuse to 

squander her resources. Why 

should we use paper plates when

we can wash glass dishes? Why

pitch plastic bags when they 

can be used over and over again? 

Why throw away our left over 

veggies when they are the 

beginnings of a delish soup?

And don't even get me started on

the millions of water bottles we 

throw away each day that will

take even more years to break

down. I think of that island, the

Great Pacific Garbage Patch in

the sea made completely of our

human human trash. Yikes! 

Ouch!!

I suppose I could go on and on,

but I truly believe thinking these

things out and acting on them 

is important . . . a saving grace

perhaps!

I will continue to be careful. 

It matters a great deal to me. 

I know I can do even better. 

Sooooo going to make the effort!

05/11/2022

'Tis the morning of the days after . . .

and I say days, because I celebrate

both Mother's Day and Día de las

Madres.

I love the month of May . . . sooooo

adore all that is to be celebrated in

this amazing month. I much enjoy

being a part of it.

I'm thinking I have another four days,

celebration free . . . those days 'twixt

and 'tween Día de las Madres and 

Día del Maestro. Not certain whether 

I need to spend them in rest, in prep 

or in some serious anticipation! 

Methinks I'll go with the flow for 

just now . . . the eats, the drinks 

and the be merries . . . and deal 

with that bit of weight gain, the 

insomnia, the almost hangovers, 

simply as they happen.

Perhaps May is just when I need, 

that come to Jesus reminder! For 

me, it's a bit more about who I think 

I'm going to be when I grow up. 

Sooooo hoping I can live up to my

own expectations!

been waiting so long

that glorious month of may

so going to enjoy

05/10/2022 - Dia de las Madres

Ya que fue en México donde fui

abrigada con la bendición de la

maternidad, supongo que es natural

que celebro el 10 de Mayo en vez

del Mother's Day de los EEUU.

Aunque me he olvidado de muchas

cosas en mi vejez, dando a luz a mis 

bellos hijos no es una de ellas! Traje 

al mundo a mi baroncito en Navojoa, 

Sonora. Ahí vivimos ocho años, si no

me equivoco.

A mi bella nena le di a luz en Nuevo 

León, en la ciudad de Monterrey. Es 

interesante todo el proceso; los planes, 

el embarazo, el dolor del parto, por fin

el nacimiento . . . y lo único que uno

recuerda es el momento en que el nene

descansa en los brazos de su madre.

Veo una seria de fotos en mi mente

como si estuviera hojeando toda la 

colección. Una en particular . . .

sentándome en la sala, dando pecho

a mi hijita y se acera mi niño para

dar y recibir un abrazo tierno. Ojalá

que en el día los ángeles vienen por 

mi, que ese sea mi última visión.

Obviamente, en la vida nos toca amar

a muchas personas; nuestros padres,

los conjugues, las amistades . . . pero

nunca jamás se quiere a nadie como

a los hijitos del alma. Sin lugar a duda,

son el milagro más grande jamás 

encontrado . . . 

Les ruego a los dioses que se les 

cuide más allá del más allá . . .

05/09/2022 - Dia de las Pre-Madrecitas

Hoy dedico el 9 de Mayo a mi hijo

Luis, el Día de las Pre-Madrecitas,

término inventado por su padre.

En los primeros años de matrimonio

terminé mis estudios y empecé mi 

carrera de profesora en México. Y

por fin, pudimos realizar el sueño

de empezar nuestra familia. 

Bien recuerdo que se acercaba el

Día de las Madres; estaba gozando

mi embarazo, pero no era madre

todavía.  Había un restaurante que

nos encantaba y tu padre me llevó

ahí para celebrar. 

Nos acomodaron en una mesa y

ordenamos algo de tomar. Luis

levantó su copa y declamó, "Hoy,

el 9 de Mayo, es el Día de las

Pre-Madrecitas. Así celebramos

ese bello día por primera vez.

Una de los dones más bellos de

la vida es la maternidad. Adoro a

todos mis hijos, mi razón de vivir.

Sin embargo, Luis, eres por quien

tu padre inventó la dulcura de estas

bellas palabras . . . 

 . . . Día de las Pre-Madrecitas.

la maternidad

amores de mi vida

don de los dioses

05/08/2022 - Mother's Day

I rather like being serenaded early

morn on Mother's Day . . . Mexican

style!

Having a bear enjoying the gift of

my trash, at my expense, wasn't

quite the present I was expecting.

He knocked down the trash can,

moved over the strapped down lid,

and proceeded to enjoy one of my

trash baggies. He ripped it apart,

rolled in it . . . didn't give a thought

to what I'd have to go through later

picking it all up . . . and he didn't

even eat the mouse I had just caught!

We watched, rather in awe, as he

sauntered through the yard, having

a good look-see. At least, he didn't

mess up anything else! 

Happy! HAPPY!! H A P P Y !!! 

Moms, one and all! Here's hoping

you have some fun experiences

today like this one!

mother madre ma

true goddesses one and all

saluting all moms 

05/07/2022

Every now and then, something

happens to remind us that life

is precarious, precarious beyond

belief.

I imagine that above all else, we

fear for our children. We would

bargain with anything we own, 

or even don't, to make them safe.

And yet, somehow we take for

granted that all will be well, that

all will be safe.

Then that P-word rears its ugly

head . . . and life is nothing if not

precarious. At those times, no

matter our beliefs, we fall to our

knees and beg God to save our

babes. We promise anything, and

then . . . fear and anger seep in.

We shout, scream, curse and even

threaten. "Let my child live! Make

him well! Save her, or else!" And,

then we rise, shake our fists at our

deities and demand satisfaction.

Once the danger passes, do we

recant? Beg pardon? Show our

gratitude? Alas, I sin on the side 

of doling out my anger, seldom

remembering the other side of 

the coin.

So at this moment in time, let

me remember gratitude as the

operative word. May I rise to

the occasion and be counted.

And yes, I am beyond grateful

for this long awaited, beautiful

outcome!

may the gods be praised

hold our children to your hearts

yes ever grateful

05/06/2022

I just love in between days . . .

those days sandwiched 'twixt 

and 'tween b-day celebrations 

and special holidays.

Today, is one of those days, a 

fave birthday yesterday and our 

first outdoor FAC of the season 

on the morrow. Truly, there is

naught quite like hoisting a cold

one with friends on a deliciously 

warm day in the out-of-doors.

On the other hand, never to forget 

a fun lie-in day of mystery movies 

and a new book. If I had a butler to

bring me a tray sometime during 

the day, I might never get up at all.

My absolute fave in-between days

are spent in front of the fire with 

my lover . . . to say nothing of fun

eats and drinks with no regard to

calories or good health. Love me

some salty nuts, foreign cheeses,

dried fruit, along with glass in hand.

I do find myself longing for a ride

up the mountains as spring finally

raises her head. Only this first week

of May, it has snowed twice and 

rained once . . . go figure!

I've been fantasizing about hitting

the odd garage sale, flea market,

and maybe even the Renn Fair

later on. It occurs to me that I'd

better be storing up some much

needed energy for these daydreams!

come over and play

the sun is bright and shinny

are you thirsty yet

05/05/2922 - Cinco de Mayo

Today, a national holiday in

Mexico . . . parades, speeches

and remembrance. Here in the 

US, those of us with familial 

connections, will be celebrating 

in more of a party mode than

military!

But for me, Cinco de Mayo will

ever and always be more about 

honoring the amazing woman 

who gave me the gift of life. In 

turn, I promised her a grandbaby

with her name to be born on her 

birthday. Cinco de Mayo is a big 

day in our family.

What to say about this woman,

sans paroles, gifted to me by 

heaven itself?! Beautiful inside 

and out, a professional in her work 

and all her dealings, a friend as no 

other. And . . . she gifted me two 

phenom grandsons!

I can remember her as a little girl

comforting me when I was heart

broken. She would come up to me

on the couch and say, "stás quique

mami?" (Estás triste mami?) And

I would tell her yes, I was sad but

that she was taking my sorrow 

away.

I know, an age old reference . . .

but if ever there were a precursor 

to her personality, this was it. 

A woman of great empathy, 

compassion and principles . . . 

happy birthday love

lets celebrate together

you are my present

05/04/2022

Been pondering of late . . .

I can remember as a kid,

drinking the water out of our

family cistern. Every so often,

my dad would clean it out and

proper guys would come and 

fill it up again. But, before they

came . . .

One of the things I recall . . . 

the frogs dad would pull out 

and throw up over the edge 

as he cleaned out the cistern. 

Rather gives me the willies 

to even think about it. Did so 

at the time, but for entirely 

different reasons. Yikes! 

I also remember the bathings;

mom first, the cleanest of our 

bunch. I would follow and my 

bro after. Dad, a masonry brick 

contractor, would be the last . . . 

all of us using the same water.

Again, the term yikes comes to

mind!

Today, we do not drink out of

the sink, as we did in yesteryear.

We drink bottled water . . . not

only filling the recycle bins to 

the max, but somehow wasting

water, plastic . . . etc.

Living in a 130 year old cabin

with unpalatable water, I have

to buy drinking water from the

local health food store. Still, I

make a proper effort to use and

reuse all the gallon bottles of

water for a full year . . .

Somehow, my guilt is not 

unrequited! Go figure . . .

ever so thirsty

water water everywhere

and not a drop to drink

05/03/2022

Beware of the mapache!!!

I am sooooo not kidding . . .

I simply have no idea why

the raccoons love us so and

insist on annoying the hell

out of us!

They knock over the trash

cans daily and if I didn't 

have them strapped shut, 

we'd be in big trouble!!

And, how they love the

bird feeders! Must be like

manna from heaven with

all that bird seed in there.

My guy has built a wire

cage around it . . . still,

they manage to get in.

Over and over again, they

have chewed through our

security camera wires! 

Just might be their most

expensive malady . . .

I've always thought them

to be so cute. I'm losing

my encanto; make no

mistake!

mapaches be gone

get your heinies to heaven

paradise awaits

05/02/2022

It's snowing ever so hard 

at o' dark thirty. Simply 

can't believe it; the gods 

seem to have forgotten it 

is May.

I tend to think of May as 

a bit of a party month; 

make that the party month 

of the year. There's May 

1st - May Day, May 5th is 

not only Cinco de Mayo, 

but is my daughter's and 

my mom's birthdays. Then 

there is Mother's Day on 

the 8th; Día de las Madres 

on 10 de Mayo. Add in the 

familial b-days and it is 31

days of party time, indeed.

I give up drinking three 

months of the year. Bet I'd

be better served to give up

May than June as one of

them. One could become

a proper alcoholic during

the month of May, make

no mistake! Salud . . . 

pray hoist your glasses

tis the merry month of may

to your health and mine

05/01/2022

Glorious, wondrous Beltane!

We gathered at the home of 

one of our youngest sisters.

It was simply sweet!

One of the things I liked best

was how comfortable we all 

felt. We visited, caught up

and enjoyed each other.

I loved the ceremony. I quite

liked how she planned it. We

celebrated together, but she

instructed us to finish it this

evening at home. I've never

done that before. I just love

the unusual.

I hope all of you were able

to celebrate your own May

Day with friends and family.

round round our may poles

colored ribbons in the air

pray wishes come true