My Days

As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of  myself. I've become my own friend.. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before  they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer  until 4 AM or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish  to weep over a lost love .. I will. I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with  abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful.  But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I  eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not  break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken  hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will  never know the joy of being imperfect. I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have  my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever  etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about  what other people think. I don't question myself anymore.. I've even earned the right to be wrong. So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I  like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could  have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert  every single day(if I feel like it).

This weekend I have

enjoyed myself so much!  We git Netfkix last week and although I am not not ever will be a watcher of the box we settled down in the den and watch Don Juan de Marco (the greatest lover of all times)  Yeh I own the VCR but..   Then yesterday we uncovered the pool. I know I said we weren't going to but it might be fun..  Thanks to Pete and Tammie;  that just isn't a two man job.  Then Tammie suggested we go to Olive Garden and believe it or not I jumped at the idea.  We don't go out alot.   Had the worst server in the world but the food was great and the company fun.  Then,stand back, Tammie suggested we go to JoAnn's.  Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, I go a skirt pattern and some lovely fabric. No,of course, I can't remember the name of it, but it has the prettiest daisies on it.  I got one of those 1 hour patterns. Why I did that I will never understand.  I have always had a terrible time with the simple things and I had to lay it aside a little while ago.   My wonderful husband went to the market a little while ago and brought me back some cotton candy.  I was having one of those strange cravings and so I am a most happy girl.  Now he has brought me my supper of a grilled hamburger. YUMMY!

OK so why can't I post?

That is the question.   Granted I had a very boring post last night but it was part of my life and I couldn't post.  I guess I put the blogger dude to sleep.
  Since yesterday was the longest day of the year I thought I should do something.  After work and before Serenity and Carlton got to my house, I drove over to Tammie's to get my sunglasses that I had left there the day before and to take Zoe's birthday present.  I gave her the beautiful little purse I had made and put some goodies in it for her. Stuff like hair ribbon, lip gloss hand sanitizer (she's going to camp this week)  some pads of paper and a pen.  She seemed pleased and MM loved the purse too.  I guess one for her will be made  soon.  They I scooted home and the other daughter (her husband) came to work on the desk top since it had no internet access.  I think it does now but it was past my night night time when they left and I leave for work before the crack of early I didn't have time to play on it. 

Trying again

I wrote yesterday that we had done nothing over the weekend. Then posted some of the things we had done. I amounted to cleaning out a kitchen cabinet, and working on a marriage. Not that the marriage was in trouble but Rick and I both realize that a good union of a man and woman needs lots of attention may I even say work. We had the best time talking and talking and laughing and just being with each other.
I have been reading other blogs this morning and notice how people keep saying how they are blessed. I too am so blessed. I forget it so often and I get caught up in the " I wants" and I forget about the "I haves" God has given me a wonderful husband, and two wonderful husbands before him. So many women don't get the joy of having one good marriage and I have had three. I have three super children. All are so different but yet each a blessing to me. I have six, yes I still say six, perfect grandchildren. I have not been allowed to see two of them for many years but I am looking forward to the day I will see them and make up for the time of missed hugs and kisses. My Mother is still living and as I speak is moving into a townhouse with her husband. She is in WV so I don't get to see her that often. I have two sisters who live in the same area as my Mom they are a blessing also. Thank you God for my family! My cup runs over in love.

This weekend I have

Good News

LOOK MA NO CAVITIES! Rick and I both went to the dentist this morning and had wonderful check ups. My ugly tooth with pocket is holding it's own and no mention of the cavernous hole hiding in the tooth behind it so I, of course, did not mention that little demon. We got our new tooth brushes and toothpaste and I got a sticker just cause I always head to the sticker rack and get one. The staff is used to it now.

No sewing the last couple of days. Heck, I can't even get in the craft room to get to fabric or the machine cause I left it a big mess Sunday evening. I need to get busy though cause my plate of projects needed to get done is a little full for me. I will try to do something tonight and have a positive post tomorrow concerning the sewing.

The exersizes Rick is to do for therapy are hurting his back so I "gave him permission to not do the leg ones today.

It's a bit cooler in the tiny town and I can stand to be outside for more than the time it takes to get to the car either from work or the house. Those are basically the only two places I go. I live a very quiet life; no I did not say boring I said quiet. YAWN!

Thought the attached picture was interesting and true when I first saw it posted on FB a couple weeks ago.

This weekend was so calm; no excitement whatsoever. I finished the "bag" I was working on. Hurrah! Then I started decorating a brown bag. I used to decorate those and coffee cans quite often but got out of it just like I did everything else. Well, I'm back and enjoying those moments of creativity.

Rich had a not so good weekend. His energy level is quite low and it is a struggle to get his therapy exersizes in every day, but he does and I am so proud of him working so hard.

I tried to clean out the closet in the craft room but once I started I discovered too many memories and I can only handle just so much of those. Now I can't even see the floor of the craft room much less get any fun stuff done so I will have to make several trips to the dumpster this afternoon and get rid of that stuff. Most of it belongs to children so if they didn't want it I shouldn't... Right?