Hurt Hearts

I hate when someone you think is a friend walks away and you  never know why.  I try to be a good friend.  When they don't say WHY they are walking out of your life it really hurts.

It makes me wonder what I could or should have done differently.  As I was pondering the subject something came to mind.....People are placed in our lives for a season, to love us when we most need it and when we are on our feet again they quietly move on to someone else in need.  Makes sense.  It hurts tho' but if you love them you have to let them do what they were put here to do.......help others.

So I smile again.  I am no longer needy.  I feel  good about myself. In Christ I can do anything he wants me to do.  He is my rock. He is my safe place.  

So go my friend.....
I enjoyed our time.....
Be happy!
I am happy!
Thank You.

I cry UNCLE !!!

O.K.  I enrolled in a fashion design course and there is a lot to learn in it.  I do o.k. with my larger faces but the itty bitty ones.......not so much.  There is a lot to cram into a thumbprint size. Plus I need to watercolor it.  the paint looks all blotchy and ooky on such a small face.  I have literally been drawing night and day filling the wastebasket with tons of wadded up paper. I need a break from it before I flip my proverbial lid.

So I have decided that I will organize my gazillion art supplies and start over fresh in a day or two.

The Housewives of O.C. last night was beyond the beyond!  I have never witnessed such bad behavior before.  I can't wait to get on over to Bravotv.com and see what everyone has to say about that final episode.

Going to Duluth and I dread boarding the dogs. Especially little Tater.  He can't walk anymore and can only see out of the one eye.  Luther is his seeing eye human and he will be so lost without him.  The others will adjust, they always do, but I am worried about my 'babiest  boy'.  The woman loves animals so they will be in good hands and she took excellent care of my little one last year.

Well, That is my life lately so over and out!

Could I huh???

I would like to meet the individual that created one of my daily med's.  Now I ask you, who in their everlovin' mind would pick a triangular shape for such  a big ass pill????  It is  as bitter as gall and consistantly hangs up in my throat. That bitterness remains for atleast 15 minutes no matter what beverage I consume.

I  am simply asking a favor of the universe , a special dispensation if you will.  Could I please just this once squeeze his little testicles.....nice and tight? 

Now you see it ...Now you don't.

So.......I was out in the garden doing a little weeding but mostly telling him what to do and he asked me, "did you see the Ornamental Cabbage and how pretty it is?"  I went to take a look and sure enough it was a beautiful specimen and this fall we will have one beautiful thing of color in the garden.

Two days later he came in and said, "It's gone! Roots and all!"   Seems something moseyed into our yard at night and snacked upon it.....munched it down to the roots and ate the roots as well.

Am I upset?  For a brief second.  Then I pictured a deer smiling and having a full tummy and I smiled. The question is.....deer or plant?    Hands down, the DEER is my choice, every time.

You are welcome dear.

I have neglected this blog........

I need to bring this up to date!

I am grooving on: 

 Hot Dogs, Buttermilk w/ sugar in it. Learning more art techniques, my garden and my hound's, and planning a cruise.

Concerned about:
My ankle and the pain I still have. The fires and loss of life and homes taking place  
out west. The President and craziness going on in the world.  All the cruelty to          
animals that is blared each night on the news. It horrifies me each and every time.

I waste a lot of time on:
Blogs!!!!   I could read and read my art friend's blogs. Time flies!  The House-wives franchise.  I love them but so much of my life is eaten up by the shows and then following their blogs!  Pondering why I have not yet moved to the beach. I vowed to do that and yet, here I sit.

One thing I never tire of:
I love water. All kinds of water.  Puddles, bubble baths, oceans, even dishwater!  As a kid, after a good rain storm I loved to find tadpoles and       turtles.  I love a real hard  rain storm but the dogs go nuts.  I love the sound on the roof.  I could sleep and sleep.

Studying: 
 The octopus and Squid.  Fascinated by them.

Dreaming:
All night long and long, long, complicated dreams.  Not bad but confusing but my mom and dad are in every one so that is good.

Addicted to: Collecting!!  
I am a natural born collector.  Right now it is vintage leather hand bags from designers. Fun and way cheaper than new and some are so classy.



                                       

Jeepers Creepers!!!

Blogger wouldn't let me in to my own blog nor would it allow me to take the whole site down! I finally used another browser and it let me in.
I am back to collecting gemstones again. Unusual ones. I have always loved to find unusual rocks...for colors or shapes. So, why not collect the really unusual ones? My latest one I am searching for is called Andalusite Chiastolite with the shape of a maltese cross in it. Also a Watermelon Tourmaline....a slice that looks like a piece of watermelon. How cool is that?

I am trying to find a way to display them right now. I am wearing a meteorite around my neck at the moment an I have a fulgurite (caused by lightning) to wear as well and I have a Moldavite ring. I love the whole thought of outerspace! I am also studying the meanings behind the different stones.

I just find it so amazing that God hid all of this beauty beneath the earth, or in the sky or under the sea. All for us to discover and discovering is my passion. :o)

My story and I'm stickin' to it.

The Fourth of July

It has been so long since I visited my own blog that I need to get in here and knock the spiderwebs down and chase off the spiders! They have reallys set up housekeeping around here................

Happy 4th of July to everyone! T'is a great country we have here and believe it or not,even with all that is going on here in this country right now, we are still a "Blessed" nation. Of course there are still some folks that just won't beleive that.....they should go to Kenya where my little adopted daughter lives and see for themselves how good we truly do have it. It will get better here if we pray and ask for guidance.

Today sure looks dreary for all the picnicking folks..........It is raining as well. Sorry about that.

This afternoon Roseanne Cash (daughter of THE late Johnny Cash) will be here to christen our brand new bandshell here in Red Wing, MN. There will be other entertainment as well but she is the star that is coming. I hope the whole town turns out for her!! Tonight will be fireworks and we will enjoy it all from our kingsized bed. We can hear it all really well and sometimes see them from over the tree tops of the golf course. I don't want to go out and be eaten alive by mosquitoes, thank you very much! I had a stiff neck a few days ago. A powerful one with tons of pain and I also had a headache and I thought I had encephalitis. Perish the thought! I will stay indoors til they GO THE HECK AWAY!

I haven't introduced you to our new pup. He is 8 months old now and his name is "Marcello Luigi Pasquale" and he is a little Italian Greyhound. He is a powerhouse of energy and has a very very low threshold for boredom. (Witness our ottoman on the right side of this posting) They are strictly not for everyone. (Please read that last statement one more time if you think they are cute and you happen to want to run out and get one right this moment! They are a handful, Bright as a lightbulb but stubborn as heck! You don't really train them, they train YOU!

He is my joy and my inspiration. "I was born for him and he was born for me and we two make a happy family." :o) However, on the other hand, he drives all the other dogs and his daddy half nuts. His favorite game is grab a leg and drag the other critter across the room.......He is not particular, and ear will do just as well. As for me, he is a mommy's boy. He loves to jump up on his powerful little legs and bite the stew out of my bottom. I am sooo bruised.....(Really, do not try to picture this cuz it is NOT a pretty picture!!!

He is really something to sleep with. He will sleep for 8 hours at a stretch in bed but oh how he kicks the stuffin's out of me at night. I hang on the bed by 'one butt cheek'.....LITERALLY! Still, I firmly believe that God saved the best for last. He will romp and play where the others just want to veg out and sleep. If I try to rough-house with them they get all offended and get scared of me. So me and the 'Chello boy' will play and play and play until God comes to get us.

We are a rowdy little family and as happy as if we had good sense!