03/31/2023

I know! I understand!! I get it!!! 

Time ever and always moves at

its same, steady pace! Having 

said that, methinks March peeked 

in an out so fast, it was barely here!

For me, moving into April is bidding 

adieu to the last vestiges of winter. 

Alas, our little corner of the earth 

doesn't seem to get that it's supposed 

to be spring. Still, today promises 

to be a nice day and I'll just have to 

settle for that.

Embracing the word spring, I made 

the mistake of looking at our weather 

forecast. Snow this afternoon, Tuesday, 

Wednesday, Thursday, and rain on 

Friday. Grrrrrrrrr ~!@#$%^&*()_+

Guess it may be spring somewhere. 

Just let me run and rent a moving 

van! I am sooooo outta here!!!

03/30/2023

"Today is a new day. Don't let your

history interfere with your destiny."

~Steve Maraboli

One of the hardest things to deal with

as a Libra, is that constant struggle for

perfection. Go figure . . . because we

all know life isn't hard enough without

the perfect fight, as we call it.

So what if the toast is a tad burnt?!

Methinks that why the knife was 

invented . . . scrape it off a little! So,

my answer to perfect fight is, scrape

the toast.

Five minutes late to the docs? Scrape

the toast! Stayed too long at a friend's?

Scrape the toast! Had one too many?

Scrape the toast! Out of wine to offer

a guest? Scrape the toast! Spoke harsh

words? Scrape the toast!

We Libras tend to forget we're part of

the human race. Everybody knows we

are above and beyond and perfection

is expected. I get sick of it, yet seems

to be part of my eternal makeup.

Bottom line, I'm old enough to get over

myself and learn to, Scrape the toast!

Just watch me . . .

03/29/2023

(n) magic, the power of apparently

influencing the course of events by

using mysterious or supernatural

forces Wikipedia

(a) used in magic or working by 

magic; having or apparently having 

supernatural powers Wikipedia

(n) magick, an ancient practice

rooted in rituals, spiritual divinations

and/or cultural lineage - with an

intention to invoke, manipulate, or

otherwise manifest supernatural forces,

beings, or entities in the natural world

Wikipedia

Sooooo love me some magic/k!!! No

matter what, when, why or where! A 

child picking a dandelion and handing

it to someone, finding a quarter in the

street just when needing change for

parking, an unexpected kiss when sad.

I don't go in for magic shows although

I imagine they can be quite fun. For me,

it's all about those unexpected magic 

moments that bring out the smiles and

grins.

Best of all is when the universe gifts me

a magic moment I can share with another!

"Magic happens when you don't give up,

even when you want to. The universe

always falls in love with a stubborn heart."

~JM Storm

03/28/2023

Ay Dios mío! . . . Methinks

mi ole man weathervane 

overheard me bitchin' 'bout

the cold yesterday!

Retaliation is the order of

the day . . . 'tis below zero! 

Guess I best stop complaining 

already!!! Alas, can't seem to 

help myself . . .

See why I say we get NO

SPRING until the last ten

days of the season?! We've

received 6" of snow and 0

degrees just since spring

'twas sprung, as it were . . .

I'm going back to bed . . .

 . . .

Guilt got to me, you know,

that gift that keeps on giving!

Wen't out and did the walk

from door to mail box . . .

Not sure I'll live! Frostbite 

at its best. Can't believe

we're already up to 5 degrees!

03/27/2023

"Spring is sprung and the

 grass is riz." So, t's spring? 

Right!

Snowed all afternoon, as well

as throughout the night. Have

about six inches accumulation.

And, here I was planning a 

picnic with my son today, 

seeings hows it's spring, and 

all! 

I'd build a fire but the wood

is under those heretofore 

mentioned six inches!

I'd love to sit in my fave chair

and read downstairs, but it's

only about 50 degrees in the

living room.

Think I'll just go back to bed.

Wake me up when it's really

spring . . . I mean summer!

Seems there's no spring

to be had around here!

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

03/26/2023

What is it about fresh flowers

that simply brings one's heart 

to its knees?! 

Maybe it's their precarious

nature once they've been cut.

Perhaps we all tend to enjoy

more that which is short lived.

Indeed, they have a gentle

beauty no matter the type or

name, no matter tame or wild,

no matter the scent, pleasant

or not.

Not to forget, dried petals and

leaves add such beauty, color,

scent and texture to potpourris

as well.

I do so love fresh flowers, and 

as they are such a rare treat for 

me, I love them all the more.

My special thanks to Alice, 

Heidi and Joyce . . . you all

have so brightened my dark, 

winter days!

03/25/2023

What is it about solo time?

Something I've always needed

and wanted to understand.

We have these pockets of time

and space . . . time with the

spouse, the family, friends . . .

Then why is it that we often

forget to allot time for being

alone?!

I've found over the years that

alone time can turn into catch

up time if we're not careful.

"Oh, I'll just wash a few dishes

and then I'll sit by the fire." Or,

"I didn't realize how much I

needed to vacuum under the

dining room table."

It's a rare ability to simply sit

quietly doing naught! There's

a need to grab a book or a

crossword puzzle, hand work

of some kind. It's almost as if

our sense of self is attacked

in the quiet.

Alone time is important! Quiet

time is necessary!! Sitting still

is paramount!!! And, if we've

mislaid this monumental value,

'tis high time we institute it in

our lives.

03/24/2023

I remember when . . .

Cooked all three meals a day

and served them at the table.

Alas, now it's once a day and 

eat in bed whilst watching a

murder mystery.

All meals had three to five

offerings. Alas, now it's just

one.

Washed all the dishes once 

the meal was finished. Alas, 

now it's once a day. 

Went shopping for groceries

and fresh veggies every week.

Alas, now it's once a month.

Changed all the sheets in the

house on Fridays. Alas, now 

it's every three weeks.

Washed the car every weekend,

by hand. Alas, now it's once a 

year, at the car wash.

Spring cleaned the house every

season, windows and all. Alas,

now it's once a year, if not every

three.

Can't help but wonder if I'm 

slipping or actually just getting

smart?!

There are priorities, you know . . .

03/23/2023

"What a difference a day makes!"

~Stanley Adams

I had a lovely day planned, but for

various reasonable happenings, this

no could do be, that's as it should be.

Clean slate, pristine palate, a read-

justment, if you will. Let's celebrate!

First of all, cold champagne in bed.

A stunning black bottle; tall, chilled,

enticing . . . sans paroles . . .

Chilled margaritas come to mind, why

wouldn't they?! I bow to the gods that

I had the presence of mind to have all

the necessary ingredients! Wow! Yum!!

Amen!!! Not really certain there are

enough superlatives in the dictionary

for such joy . . .

And oh my god, let's take a look at

the gourmet . . . my guy knows how

to cook . . . okay, let's say create! It 

may not be often that he indulges 

moi, but when he does, 'tis worth 

any kind of wait!

I'm having a look-see at this p.m . . .

think I see some coffee with Saint

Brendan's Irish Cream coming on.

There might even be some gourmet

snacks involved . . .

Good thing I don't drink several

months out of the year or I might

just be working my way towards 

alcoholism . . . or would that be,

Alcoholics Anonymous . . .

Can't help but wonder what this

magick night might bring on the

morrow . . .

03/22/2023 - The Basics

There are, of course, hundreds of

human emotions . . . different lists,

 different articles, different sources.

One article I read both surprised 

and saddened me as it listed only

six basic emotion; two positive -

the surprise part, four negative -

the sad part.

Happiness is obviously a very

positive emotion. Methinks we

have all experienced this in a

plethora of daily doses. Surprise

is the second one I consider to

be positive . . . although, I would

be the first to admit that it can be

negative as well.

The four negative emotions . . .

anger, disgust, fear and sadness.

Being an emotionally effusive 

person, I have a great deal of

experience with all six. 

And, it's not that I dwell more 

in the negative emotions, I think

I take the positive emotions for

granted so the negative emotions

get more attention. This is not as

it should be.

It strikes me that still being some-

what sane and sober, I should have

a certain amount of control over the

emotions I entertain. I do accept it

might be easier to think in terms of

six rather than 60 or 600. 

What I'd like to see in my own life

would be to live primarily in a state

of happiness with the odd bit of

surprised tossed in to make life

it all more interesting.

Obviously, those negative emotions

reign eternal, but that's not where 

I choose to live. I get that they are

going to be experienced. Still, it

might be better to take a good look

at them, understand their source,

fix what can be fixed and let them

go. That's going to take some time

and practice.

I say . . . "Let happy win!"

dictionary.apa.org

psychologytoday.com

theatlantic.com

03/21/2023 - Ostara

"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz,

wonder where all the flowers is."

~Anonymous

I grew up with my dad quoting 

this fun little ditty. As a kid, I

thought it was his. As an adult

I've learned there are dozens of

versions, some attributed to two

modern day poets, but in reality,

written lo these many moons ago

and author unknown.

Still, here I am in my dotage and

quoting my father's version each

and every spring of my life. So,

what is spring, Ostara, all about?

Obviously weather wise, we have

hope for warmth, longer days,

spring picnics and lighter clothing.

But spiritually, it's a time for new . . .

in beginnings, ideas, promises and 

commitments to growth in all areas.

For me, it doesn't even begin to

compare to New Year Resolutions.

'Twill ever and always be spring

for me.

Like the above, it's important not

to get bogged down in long lists of

shoulds, woulds and coulds. Nor is it

a time for The Ten Commandments.

A very reasonable three might be 

just about right.

So, choose your spring resolutions

carefully and then stick to them. I'm

usually good for the first few days 

and then I'm back to my usual. Alas,

every year I swear I'm going to do

better. Damn! 

Maybe this year . . .

03/20/2023

Coffee, Tea or Me? 

~Donald Bain

I'm a reader; my guy is a

viewer. Alas, I no can do

television. Didn't get my 

first one until I had been 

married a decade. Simply 

couldn't get used to it.

Still, we much enjoy the

odd murder mystery of an 

eve. And yes, I get that a 

lot of them did come out 

on television. Praise the 

gods for DVDs.

Pondering the vast menu

of choices, I find myself

wowed by the different

varieties offered . . .

Disney movies for family

and children, murder and

mayhem for the likes of 

moi, dark, dark venues 

that my own kids won't

allow me to watch. Go

figure!

I notice adventure, true

stories, newsworthy bits

and how to do anything 

from fly to the moon to

fly to the fish . . . or is it

fly fishing?!

I imagine that as one gets

older, the temptation to

be entertained at home via

the box is overwhelming.

So much easier than getting

out and about, especially in

Winter.

Freely admitting homebody

issues, here's me striving for

balance in yet another area.

But first, I have to find out

who did it and then I can

get my ass in gear . . .

02/19/2023

"I may have a wild soul, 

but I am a lover of simple 

things and quiet places." 

TheCyberGypsy

. . . 'Tis a good thing too, 

as at my age, my wild is well

housed in the depths of my 

soul.

Most certainly, I do NOT live

in the past. But, methinks there

is naught wrong with recalling

those most wondrous, amazing,

crazy, scary, marvelous travels 

of yesteryear! Those re-runs, I 

can enjoy again and again!

I so love sightseeing through

my classrooms of yesteryear.

Some of my most amazing 

experiences, peoples, kids

live there. Oh how I adored

teaching!

Missing any of my umpteen

children, spouses and grands,

I visit them all. 'Tis one of the

gifts of a fine mind, isn't it?! 

I simply choose those perfect

moments from that picture 

book in my mind and view 

them to my heart's content.

So, my wild soul lives on in

memories most glorious. I

care not if the bod stumbles 

and falls . . .

03/18/2023

"What a difference a day 

makes." ~Dinah Washington

Dinah said that and I said, 

"Oh what a day!" Woke up 

to nine degrees, frozen pipes, 

a plugged toilet and . . . as it 

was the maid's day off, no 

breakfast in bed. And, if you

believe that bit about the maid,

I have a property in Manhattan

I'd like to sell you . . .

So, adopting a very positive

attitude, off we go to Toys 'R Us

to buy a new toilet. All's well

and then we arrive back home

with cargo in tow. 

I step out of the pickup and 

go splat, all 180 lbs of moi. 

Face first, the pain so dear that 

not even God could've moved 

me. I just lay there, more dead 

than alive. Hope that's not too 

unduly dramatic for you.

My guy hauled me up and in, 

shoved a handful of pain pills

in me, gave me a heating pad

and sent me to bed. The pain,

rather worse than birthing a

child or two, made me glad I

didn't have to install the toilet.

My daughter woke me with a

sweet check up phone call and

right back to sleep I went. 

Sooooo, if you're feeling bored

of late, come on over and I'll

push you down the stairs. You

can feel sorry for yourself like

I do, catch up on your sleep

and tell you story over and 

over.

Oh the joys of olde age . . .

03/17/2023

"Every day is a new beginning.

Take a deep breath and start 

again." ~Ain Eineziz

I imagine every author from 

Kingdom Come has written 

words to this effect at some

time or another. Still, it was 

Ain's words that moved me 

this early morn.

Alas, we often tend to see our

new beginnings with the new

year. Luckier are those who 

see them at the changing of 

the weeks or even months. I

just love being reminded that

each and every day brings a

new beginning.

Surely, this bit of wisdom can,

and will, help with our personal

growth. If embraced as such, 

it's a winner. Used as an excuse

changes the entire paradigm.

Here's me hoping I possess the

maturity needed to embrace the

wisdom of new beginnings, real

change and thus personal growth.

Taking a deep breath here and

starting again . . . 

Thank you Ain!

03/16/2023

"And sometimes you need 

to light the fire inside you to 

end the darkness around you."

~Madiha Batool

Out of the mouth of babes . . .

as it were! It's ever so easy to

sit around moping during the

winter months. Madiha gives

the answer . . .

I do often wonder about that 

proverbial fire inside me. Not 

for a moment do I believe it's 

out, just banked and burning

slow. And as I see it, there are 

indeed things that can cause a 

banked fire to blaze.

Anger is probably the most

common. It can be something

silly such as some old dame

walking by in her hippie mini;

that would be moi, by the way!

Or, something more serious as

the ongoing battle over abortion.

The treatment of the elderly in

nursing homes comes to mind.

Political dishonesty reaching

heretofore unknown heights,

depths and breaths.

Be slow to anger, third Bible

verse I've alluded to today. 

But, our beliefs should count. 

Our persuasions are real. And,

we sure as hell don't have to

agree with each other. Naught

wrong with having our own

opinions, stating them and

fighting for them. 

Draw the line though, when 

losing family and friends over 

them. We can all be careful 

as to the 'how' in expressing

ourselves.

Thinking here, I might just 

have to build up that banked

fire and blaze myself out of

this winter depression. Going

to give some thought to the

issues that matter to my soul.

Feel free to come on over

with wood and arguments

in hand. The fire will keep

us warm whilst we argue . . .

03/15/2023

"Christian's call it prayer.

Atheists call it the placebo effect.

Scientists call it quantum physics.

Spiritualists call it manifestation.

Witches call it spells. Everyone's

arguing over its name. No one

is denying its existence."

Ancient Pagan Roots

Not quite sure everyone would

agree with this assessment, but

I so pray it's true. Surely we're

all headed in the same direction,

to the same place and time!

I love the idea of an afterlife, a

gathering of good souls, if you

will. A place where we are all

welcome. I get it's something

we must take on faith. I don't

think any of us have been there,

come back and told all about it.

Actually, it occurs to me that

striving for a heaven on earth

just might be the best idea yet.

We're all in the here and now.

Methinks we should all strive

to make it a better place. Be

kind, thoughtful, caring. Show

love rather than just talk about

it.

And this prayer, meditation and

or whatever 'tis to be called,

might just be the path that takes

us there.

I pray . . . may the good in all of

us reign, may we walk the good

path, may we create a heaven or

a haven, every day of our lives. 

03/14/2023

I simply cannot see a trunk 

without wanting to open it. 

I just know there has to be 

treasures inside.

I have trunks all over my 

place. Every room and even 

on the porch. I've made sure 

they hold interesting things.

My fave is the one that holds 

all those little treasures from 

my childhood that I couldn't

let go.

My last doll and her trousseau,

a ship my father built me, his

two page newspaper clippings, 

scrapbooks, my grandmother's

lace, high school annuals, etc.

Every now and then, I take a

proper look-see. Sometimes

there's tears, more often a few 

chuckles. Bottom line, 'tis a

reminder of a rather amazing

childhood and I am grateful.

If you are fortunate enough 

to have grandchildren, put a

trunk together for storytelling

times, fun and distraction.

You won't regret it . . .

03/13/2023

I was recently asked why I always

keep my dining room table set up.

Strangely enough, in all the years,

no one has ever asked me. I like 

to decorate the table seasonally,

an altar to the times and seasons

of year, if you will.

My cabin is roughly 135 years old.

One can only imagine all the souls

that may have lived and perhaps

died here. It was originally built 

by a smithy as his blacksmith and

forge shop.

I have never solidified my own

beliefs regarding spirits, those

visitations one hears about. Still,

I have been told by very reliable

sources that both the man who

built the cabin as well as my own

father, are here.

Hence the table . . . As I stated

earlier, I have not been given the

gift. But if my father, or indeed

other ancestors, were to visit, I'd

always like them to see the table,

ready and welcoming. They could

sit a while, have a chat, share a

bottle of wine.

And by day . . . you and I may sit

at this welcoming table and enjoy 

the many gifts life brings . . .

03/12/2023

"True friends are those special

souls who find you in the dark 

then lead you back to the light."

muses from a mystic

This has been my experience in

winter . . . that dark from which

there is no virtual escape. How

thankful I am for that odd e-mail,

the funny card, the stop by for a

visit and a beer.

Just yesterday, four gals came by.

I didn't feel well, wasn't up for

much. I sat there contemplating

their chat, laughter, sharing and

joy. I found my soul moving into

a completely different arena by

the time they left. Bless them six

ways to Sunday!

Strange how there isn't much 

to be done with SAD (Seasonal

Affective Disorder). Yet, the visit

of friends alters that depressive

quality. I am ever so grateful.

Bright blessings to Deb, Trish,

Joyce and Heidi! And methinks

a couple of hubbies helped out

as well! Bless you Wade and

Russel!!!

 - - -

p.s. Pat just stopped by with half

a dozen books for me. Now, is

that a true friend, or what?!

Wow! Just. W O W !!!

03/11/2023

"For I am the kind of dangerous

dreamer who executes all his

reveries, wishes, words, promises,

plans. The wildest and the lightest.

A wish for me is not a game: 

it's a creation." ~Anais Nin

Reading Anais Nin this early am.

I felt such a sense of loss. I am 

bereft. I used to be that gal who

left home at 15, lived in Mexico 

for 20 years, taught umpteen in a

poverty ridden high school . . .

 . . . and now, I live this quiet life

in a 135 year old cabin and rarely

leave the premises. No, I am NOT

complaining; I've had an amazing 

life, but still . . . Surely there's a bit 

more before I pass . . .

Here's hoping . . .

 - - -

Angela Anais Juana Antolina 

Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell 

was a French-born American 

diarist, essayist, novelist, and 

writer of short stories and erotica. 

Born to Cuban parents in France, 

Nin was the daughter of composer 

Joaquín Nin and the classically 

trained singer Rosa Culmell. 

1903 - 1947 Wikipedia

03/10/2023

"I have lived through much and

now I think I have found what

is needed for happiness. A quiet,

secluded life in the country with

the possibility of being useful to

people." ~Leo Tolstoy

I used to think that there was one

perfect life for each of us in which

to find our happy. Now I see that

in reality, happy, its accompanying 

times and places, comes in eras.

The scholastic era, for example,

requires friends and parties. Over

simplified of course, but you get

my drift.

The settling down era needs a

partner, hearth and home, good

jobs, the odd pet and best of all, 

our children.

The retirement era begs for all

things smaller. A smaller home,

hopefully with the mortgage paid, 

smaller meals, smaller groups,

smaller vacations.

Still, bottom line, no matter the

era in which we find ourselves,

finding our happy and keeping 

it, is up to each of us . . .

Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy,

was a Russian writer regarded as

one of the greatest authors of all

time. 1828 - 1910 Wikipedia

03/09/2023

I get that we're not supposed 

to live in the past. Still . . .

Yesterday . . . Wow! Just Wow! 

Full Worm Moon, International

Women's Day and a delightful

FAC with dearests and bests!

Still . . .

International Women's Day is

an amazing accomplishment;

make no mistake. Founded and

recognized by the United Nations

in 1945, it's actual beginnings

hark back to 1848.  And here 

we are, lo these many years

later. Still . . .

Full Moons, Worm or otherwise,

have ever and always moved me.

And, I sooooo love that once a

month promise. It's magnificent,

mystical, magickal . . . reminds

me of hope for yet another day.

Still . . .

Surrounded by friends, sharings

and laughter, the tip of the glass,

might just have been the best of

the day. Still . . .

Ever so grateful for yet another

day!

03/08/2023

"You know how some people

become reclusive and weird

as they get older . . . I'm just

about there . . . " Zen to Zany

Feel my age, make no mistake.

Having said that . . . I have no 

issue with growing older as I

always recall its opposite!

Being that unbalanced Libra,

I find I'm about 50/50 when it

comes to that social side of

things. I need, nay require, my

alone time. Still, I just love the

people in my life. Not sure how

I'd do, or even cope, without

them.

I find it interesting how older

people often don't bother with

social niceties. I like the idea

of becoming more oneself as

we age, but in no way should

that be a license to become a

jerk!

Frankly, there's already enough 

sorrow and sadness in this world. 

Nothing wrong with adding in a

bit of nice . . . and/or even a bit

of naughty, as long as it fun and

not assholian . . .

03/07/2023

I dreamt last night that I'd

signed up for some classes

in Boulder . . . an amazing

trek for someone who isn't

allowed to drive due to

health issues!

I found the classroom that

first day. I was somewhat

distraught as there were

nigh onto a hundred pupils.

Day 2, I walked and sought

to no avail. Couldn't lay eyes

on the place for love nor

shekels, as it were.

My friend Alice picked me 

up and decided to take the

back way home. Methinks

we must have landed some

where in India as we found

ourselves on a mountainous, 

unpaved road that not even 

God would have driven!

We picked up a hitchhiker

whilst pulled to the side of

the road so an old truck

could pass. She babbled on

and on about inconsequential

nonsense. 

She got out at some point.

Good thing too as the car was

thrown off a cliff. I was so

scared I woke up . . . go figure!

If this dream was a foretelling,

NO, I am not hitchhiking to

Boulder everyday in order to

nigh onto die trying to find my

classroom. And NO, I am not

taking backroads to anything.

And NO, not picking up any

hitchhikers any time soon.

Sooooo, what the hell, is my

daytime life not exciting enough

that I have to try my adventures

on for size whilst asleep?

Dramamine anyone?!

03/06/2023

I'm always somewhat awed, 

if not downright dismayed by

the nudges Mistress Destiny

gives us . . .

What would be different in my

life today had I decided to stay

in Colorado rather than go to

school in Arizona? What if I'd

not spent 20 years in Mexico?

What if I hadn't reunited with

my childhood sweetheart?

Had I not gone to Mexico, I

would be bereft without my

children because I wouldn't

have met their father!

Had I gone right instead of

left, stayed instead of going,

nursing rather than teaching,

this town rather than that

city . . . the list goes on.

Perhaps there's no point to

the ponder. Still, curious

some how. And then I recall,

wasn't it curiosity that killed

the cat?!

It is what it is and I'm sooooo

done wondering. Here kitty,

kitty, kitty . . . 

03/05/2023

I dreamt I was hitchhiking across

the US . . . the idea being, at my 

age, I was unlikely placing myself 

in any particular danger.

I didn't have the energy to walk;

I didn't have the shekels to travel,

so hitchhiking seemed to be the

obvious answer.

Thumbing, I was picked up from

time to time. I was ever surprised

to find that I knew the different

drivers from times and places in

my life. We'd chat; I would share

my experiences and we would

catch up. Eventually, they would

need to diverge and we would part

company.

At some point in my travels, it

occurred to me that the people 

I was catching up with were no

longer with us. Then the other

shoe dropped . . .

I must be dead . . . I had to be

dead . . . I was dead and there 

was really no other explanation.

I then started questioning . . .

Was this heaven? An alternative

universe? Reincarnated? What

the hell?!

In thinking about it, I realized I

was getting a kick out of the whole

hitchhiking experience. So, why 

not simply enjoy it?! Enough with

all the questions already!

I awoke oddly comforted; not sure

why. Was the dream sent to me for

a reason? An answer? A warning? 

I find I am rather more intrigued

than anything else . . . guess I'll

just have to wait and see.

03/04/2023

I thought there was naught better

than hot coffee in bed on a cold,

early winter morn . . .

 . . . and then I thought COFFEE
ICE CREAM!!! Tried it on for

size this very a.m. Yummmmm!

It occurred to me in one of those

rare positive moments whilst

slipping through the snow,  that

I need to be doing the crazy all

winter long.

Obviously, this requires some

thought. Going to be stretching

the old mind muscle to see what

ideas I can come up with.

Breakfast in bed, every single day

has to be one of the best. Ice cream

as a main meal works for moi!

Cold pizza in bed, Might these be

some of the reasons for winter

weight gain?

X-mas movies of an evening, 

(but not the ooey gooey ones

please!) Cross word puzzles are 

ever a fave. And, regular jigsaws

on the dining room table if it's

warm enough in there.

Nothing beats sitting by the fire

and sinning in whatever ways

one can come up with. I'm going

to be there this afternoon; make

no mistake! I fancy a cold beer

coming on.

Supposed to snow this evening,

let's just wait and see just how 

positive I can keep my attitude!!!

I've instructed my guy he needs

to stop using 4-letter words like

SNOW because they offend!

Hummmmm . . . chill, cold, cool,

gust, snow, wind . . . all forbidden

at this present moment! I even put

them in alphabetical order so you

can remember better!

Know this! I WILL wash out your 

mouth with soap if you use any

4-letter words in my presence!!!

03/03/2023

"Don't stop dreaming just 

because you had a nightmare." 

~Sue Fitzmaurice

That word . . . dream . . . it's

everywhere I look. I find it in

my daily reads, in quotations

and sayings. Even other people

say it to me.

I find myself enjoying all of the

different meanings. That dream

you have during the night, those

dreams of who you wish to be

when you grow up. Daydreams

may be the most fun of all.

I often ask myself, "What is the

value of daydreams, anyway?"

And, I think I've got it. As a 

Lang Arts teacher of many years,

I always asked my students to

do different kinds of pre-writes.

Lists, scribbles and scratches for

starters. A run at the odd paragraph

or two. Then a rough draft and an

edit. For me, that was the fun of

writing. Final drafts are the end 

of the experience. Frankly, I often 

like the path of getting there over 

the end result. Go figure!

Methinks 'tis a bit of the same with

daydreams. We cast the out those

tenuous tendrils of thought and wait

to see what will coalesce from there.

Daydreams spawn all kinds of ideas.

That's our pre-write, as it were. Then

comes the fun of creation. When we

end up with the final draft, it may not

even look like that initial beginning.

So today, I'm going to take a bit of a

lie about, blow some lovely bubbles

just over my mind and see what they

explode into . . . Such fun!

And yes, I'm ever so glad that I'm

remembering just how delightful

that F-word is . . .

. . . Fun! FUN!! F U N !!!

03/02/2023

"If I can stop one heart 

from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain."

~Emily Dickinson

Methinks 'tis time for moi to

grow up, get over the weather

already and maybe think of

others who just might be in 

far worse situations.

Alas, 'tis ever so easy to get

stymied in ones own issues. 

I can remember as a kid, if I

complained, dad would ask

me to name several things I

was thankful for or that were

going right in my life.  Just

might be a habit I should 

return to.

Today we're off to the lab to

turn in some samples. I see

the techs hurrying around, 

gathering meds, putting away,

exchanging places, meeting

customers, never a moment's

peace. I just wish they could

all sit down for a few moments

and have a cuppa.

Everywhere you look . . .

people walking in the snow,

a tired mom holding a child's

hand, a car slip sliding to a

stop and not quite making it.

Here's to positive thoughts

and lending a helping hand!

Yeah, high time I got over 

myself! So glad I read Emily

this a.m.