Sunday, December 18, 2011

Back Packs For Lunch

While I was on sick leave, I watched an episode of Anderson Cooper.  One of his guests talked about how she had started a lunch backpack program at a school in New York.  I remembered hearing about such a program before.

Well, you know how I am about listening to the Universe.  She sent me a message the very next day.  I received an email from the boy's school telling us there would be a basketball game soon.  The team was supporting a local program and asked that everyone that attended the game, both home and visitors teams, bring a jar of peanut butter.  They would be donated to a program that the elementary school custodian and his wife had started called CAREousel.  Yep, you guessed it...a Back Packs for Lunch Program.

I sent an email to the basketball coach asking for more information.  He forwarded it to Mr. K, the custodian, who called me that same night.  He explained that he had noticed that one child in particular was saving some of his lunch to take home on Fridays. After talking to the boy to find out that he was saving food for lunch on Saturday, Mr. K.  talked it over with his wife and they agreed to send a bag of food and snacks home with the boy on Fridays.  The project kind of took off from there.  Mr. K. told me that there were at least 150 students that would benefit from the program in just the elementary school.  So far, they have only been able to commit to 50 bags a week.  I asked him how much it would cost to fund one bag.  

Since we are on a pretty tight budget right now, I thought about what I could sacrifice to sponsor a couple of bags each week, and made the commitment to do so.

I'm not telling you this story to get a pat on the back.  I'm just telling you, because you may be looking for a way to make a difference.  You may want to be sure that difference is made in your own community.  If you have been thinking along these lines...take the leap.  Someone is waiting to hear from you.

Merry Christmas.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

What Would You Be?

Sometimes I wonder what I would be if I had taken a different path. Oh, that thinking sets me off on all kind of paths.  

I am not talking about wishing I could be a rock star that could just belt out a song in perfect key, dressed in perfect rock star garb.  No, not GAGA.  I don't think I could ever be THAT creative or WANT to dress that way.  I would probably dress more in Cheryl Crow mode.  But that's a day dream.

Sometimes, I'm a dancer..Broadway Dancer! Kicking high, doing a quick roll and back on my feet to kick again.  In my day dream I ALWAYS spin  and spin and fall right off the stage.  No matter how many times that one has run through my head, it always plays out the same way.  I actually do remember riding in the car when I was about 8 years old having that day dream!

Of course, sometimes I sew, and knit and embroider like no other and actually make a living at it creating one of a kind always in demand high-end ...anything.

But what I REALLY wish I was is a Psychologist. I never day dream about it.  I just wish it was the path I had taken. Of course, I would not be a rich Psychologist.  I would be helping those that have no one else..

So, I am rambling, but I really am content in the path I took.  I just wish I knew then what I know now.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Things Have A Way of Happening/ Counting Blessings

I have been telling this to a few of my friends.  This information has had a huge impact on me.  It actually blew me away...scared me a little..gave me pause....I am re-evaluating priorities.

I went to my doc Tuesday to discuss the test and surgery I had.  I got a little more than I bargained for.  I also got some kind of shocking news. Remember I posted that I had 2 gall bladders? The 2nd gall bladder is refered to as a second gall bladder, but its really a somethin-somethin cyst that is usually not detected unless you have gall stone problems. If it goes undetected it usually develops into cancer. Mine tested OK.  So I am one lucky lady with a whole lot to be thankful for. It was lucky that Terry pushed me to have the colonoscopy or I would have let the GB issue go for a long time.

So, on especially this day, I am counting my BLESSINGS.

Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends.  You are in the count.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Diamonds R Forever

The best presents I have ever received from Terry, have been the unexpected ones.

For a long time I have wanted a ring that fit just right on my thumb.

Even though my gem of choice is not diamonds, and my metal of choice is not gold, I cherish this ring.

Because "diamonds are forever, like you and me, and gold is preciouse, like you are to me".  That's what he said after surgery.
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Sunday, November 13, 2011

A Medical Mystery

Well, its been a month since I posted.  

Its been a crazy month.

I had a bad day.  Bad enough to stay home from work. Had some pain, and other symptoms.  Called the doctor for an appointment.  Thought I needed to have a colonoscopy.  Now, I have to tell you that I have been careful to monitor any symptom that might call for the test.  My mom (aunt that raised me) ignored symptoms.  She died from peritonitis caused by diverticulitis.  The doctor agreed, I had the test. I have diverticulosis.  A warning to eat more fiber.

BUT, during the initial exam, we had discussed  pain I had that NOTHING to do with that condition.  My doctor ordered an ultrasound of my gall bladder.  I had pain under my right ribs.  I also had shoulder pain that I had thought was a pulled muscle, but was lasting a long time. I was occasionally nauseated.  The ultra sound showed my gall bladder was full of stones, and what looked like a cyst on my liver.  Last Thursday I had surgery.  Imagine my surprise when I was told the cyst was actually a second gall bladder!  I was a medical mystery.  My surgeon was excited because he had never seen anyone with two, let alone two with ducts from the liver to each of them.

So, I'm here to tell you, do NOT ignore pains or symptoms that you think (hope) will go away.  Both of my conditions would have gotten much worse if ignored.

Now, I am looking forward to two quiet weeks at home to recuperate. As I have been reminded by some of my friends, my body has been through a LOT in the last year.

Friday, October 14, 2011

60 is the new 40???

This is the new improved me!
New teeth.
New hair color.
New weight.

Here is my Heart.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

In The Halloween Mood!

So, this is how I used the mums. This is looking out one of the patio doors onto the front deck. 

I love this gargoyle.  So does Junior.  He sits in front of the window and stares at him.  Then he lays down.  Then he falls asleep. But he is always on guard!

And this is how it looks at night.  There are orange lights across the deck rail.  I plan to leave it up until Thanksgiving.  

The stores have all holiday decorations out.  I strolled through Menard's Christmas display admiring their decorated trees.   There is something magical about a Christmas tree.  And Christmas is not THAT far off.

How about you.  Do you decorate for Halloween AND Thanksgiving AND Christmas?

Friday, September 23, 2011

We Spoil Them

Corey wanted a hammock.

 I can't believe that Papa agreed.  He used to complain about holes in the walls.

I didn't care.  What's the big deal? When he gets tired of it, plug the holes.  After all, Terry is a Maintenance Man.  He will teach Corey how to do it, right?  That's what I thought.

But wait!!

I always call Kyle Corey's puppet. (said lovingly and laughingly).  Of course Kyle wanted one too!

Anything to keep the tribe happy!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

We Are Honored

 Let me just take a moment to warn you.  If you don't like tattoos, don't understand about tattoos, or don't think people should HAVE tattoos....don't read on.  

 Corey has lived with us almost all his life.  We know he loves us.  But I think we REALLY understand now how he feels about us.
I can't tell you how touched we are that he got a portrait tattoo of Terry and I.

And he is proud to have it.

He's growing into a well adjusted young man. He is on the high school wrestling team and continues to study Jujitsu.  His grades are good and he is taking a tech class at the Career Center for auto body repair, which is affiliated with the high school.  He loves it. Its a two year course.  The best are usually offered jobs when the course is completed.

Though you always hope your kids will go to college, some don't.  Some do later.  At least he will graduate high school with a skill.

And THIS is his brother.  He is our Techno Geek (said with love and affection).  He fixes broken X-boxes.
Tears apart controllers and wires them with led lights.  He's straight A's and a B.  He says he's going to college and he will own the business and give his brother a job.  He is the brains and his brother is the brawn. He is our resident comedian. He studies  Jujitsu too.  I say, everything he learned he learned from U-Tube. ~lol~


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The Fall Season is Here

Notice the yellow centers of the burgundy mums?
Notice the burgundy centers of the yellow mums?
How cool is that!

My front deck is ready to be transformed to the fall decor.  I have 6 of these mums.  I need to get a couple of bales of straw and some pumpkins.  Throw in some lights and valah!!  Fall Transformation.  

I'll post a pic when its done.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Wildflower or Weed?

This is one of my favorite flowers to look at.  The color in this picture just doesn't give it justice.  It is the most beautiful shade of delicate periwinkle.  Do you know what it is?  Chickory.

When I first saw it growing wild along the roads, Terry would stop and dig a few up and plant them where ever I asked him to in the back yard. Terry did this same routine MANY times with no results.  (Terry is a gem.  How many guys would just say, forget it.  They don't want to grow here. Besides, its a weed!).  Nope, not Terry.  He aims to please.

Finally I gave up.  I just figured it was Nature's way of telling me I should get out.  Take a drive and see all the beauty that Nature wants me to see.

But wait.  What was the tiny bit of blue/purple that I could just barely see when I looked out the window?  
You guessed it.  A little Chickory plant.  A seed dropped by one of my precious birds.  And you will never guess where it is growing....on Jack's grave.  So appropriate.  

Thank you Mother Nature.

Monday, September 19, 2011

We call him Choo Choo

Bet cha thought I abandoned my blog.  No Way.  I LOVE the blog world.  I read everyone's blog everyday. I try to comment on each, but sometimes I just can't.  I used to be able to catch up a little while at work, but I just have not been able to squeeze it in to my day anymore.  All this work is interfering with my social network!!

Well, I HAVE been up to a few crafty things that I will be showing you eventually.

In the meantime, I'd like to introduce you to one of my feathered friends. But let me back up a tiny bit.  

If you have been around here for a while, you may remember Mr. Baldy. You may also know that I believe in the metaphysical. I was pretty upset that I hadn't seen Mr. Baldy for a while.  While driving down the highway a few blocks from my house, I saw a dead Cardinal in the road.  Something made me turn around with the intention to bury it.  But, when I got to it, it was not a bird but a piece of cloth. I felt I could NOT have mistaken the cloth for a bird.  I immediately knew that I need not watch for Mr. Baldy anymore.

A short time later, this fella started to appear at our feeder.
He is a bit unusual, which you can't see in this picture very well. He is what I call scruffty. Also, he has fluffy feathers covering his legs.  Terry mentioned that he had a chicken when he was a boy that had the same kind of feathers.  Since he called the chicken Choo Choo, that is what we dubbed this guy too.

Just like Mr. Baldy, Choo Choo's head is a bit mis-shaped.  In this pic, he is losing his neck feathers too.

He has been very illusive when it comes to allowing me to get his picture.  He always seems to know when I go for the camera.

Here he is again. He is even more scruffty than before.  I haven't been able to get her picture, but a female often comes to the feeder too.  She is also pretty scruffty.  We think they are Mr. Baldy's offspring since they look very similar to the way he looked the first time I saw him.  That was about 6 years ago.

These two birds know that I love them.  If the feeder is empty, they sit in the tree, or on the feeder and actually squawk to get our attention.  When we come out, they fly to the tree and wait for their meal.  Before we even move away, they land and begin their meal.

YOU may not believe that I communicate with my critters, but that's OK.  I DO.

Be well my friends, and remember.  Be Kind To Yourself.
xx, Carol

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Planning a Boho Bag

Have you seen the Boho Bags that some of the crazy quilters are doing? They are a little too victorian for me, but I am planning to put my own version together. 

I went through SOME of my stash and came up with these 4 fabrics so far.  I need to find more blue and some sandstone fabric.  I think I have trims that will work, but if I don't, well heck, that's why they have fabric stores, right. 

I'm excited to get going.

Gerry K has an excellent tutorial on her blog.  I love her method for putting one together and avoiding bulky seams.  Go visit her site to see what its all about.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Do You Know Who Goethe Is?

Well.  I won't be telling you here.  But I will tell you that he was a German Genius who lived in the early 1800s.  I found out about him surfing around about color.

However, when I read a little about him, I came across the following quote.  His thought parallels  what I have come to realize in the last ten or so years.  For me, it was not a frightening, but enlightening realization.

Here is what he said:

I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized. If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming. ~Goethe

Its a passage that we should read often, don't you think? A reminder to look for the good and the positive and face the day with a smile.

I've been away from the blog for a while.  I always shift gears in the summer.  My job has been even more busy than it ever has.  I have been focused on spending time with Terry and the boys.  I have been giving needed attention to Junior. Its part of my "ME" time now and I am happy that it is.  My garden is a jungle due to the high heat and humidity.  Its been all but impossible to work outside.  But!! I have a wonderful container garden on the front deck that has flourished.  I'm sure that I will continue THAT next summer.  NO WEEDS!!

I have been sewing a little, along with a little crochet and a little embroidery.  A little of this and that which are WIP. 

Life is good to me, is it to you?

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

If You Don't Like A Bath, Why Are You In The Tub!?!

On Monday a super storm raged across the Midwest from Minnesota to the East Coast. Some straight line winds reached 85 MPH.  That is blow down trees strength and very scary. I was at work when the sky got black, rain poured down and the wind raged on. 

It seems like since our other two dogs have gone, Junior is acting pretty weird doing things he usually doesn't do like digging holes, pacing, nothing really bad.  Did I say digging holes? But let me back the story up just a little.

Junior has an immune system illness that causes him to have skin yeast infection which causes him to lose hair, have a tough hide where its gone and a distinctive odor.  I have to give him a bath every week in a medicated shampoo which has been keeping it in check.  Junior hates a bath, but has learned to know that if I say he will get a bath, I am dead serious. So is he and he doesn't cave until he knows its hopeless.

Reel forward to yesterday and the storm now. I was at work when the sky got black. Imagine my surprise when I opened a text message from Corey with this picture attached captioned "Junior wants another bath".  Juney was so upset when that storm blew through that he jumped into the bathtub.  That's where Corey found him when Corey woke up.

Corey said "Well that's where they tell you to go if you think a tornado is coming."

Friday, July 8, 2011

Second Chance Flowers

This is one of the things I like best about the pond.  We add more water-lilies every year.  We keep a heater in the pond for the fish over the winter and it seems it is helping to keep the water-lilies survive the winters too.  I have several colors now and love every one.

Since we have been staying away from the pond area, we have concentrated on re-landscaping the front of the house.  Rose of Sharon seed themselves here and it can be quite annoying to have to pull the starts out like weeds.  I have been having an issue with my eye that is probably caused by allergies so Terry surprised me one morning and beat me to weed this area.  He is just the best.

I got these petunias in the clearance area at Lowes.  They were pretty much sticks.  But at 50 cents for a container of 6, I figured what the heck.  I bought $5 worth.  I was going to put them in the pond area.  When I went out to prepare the ground a Cardinal started yelling at me so I retreated to regroup.  I looked around for some pots and thought they would probably do well on the front deck.

This one is my favorite.  I love the color contrast.  There are also three long rectangle planters full of them. Terry hung a shelf from the deck rail to put them on.  I also got geraniums in the clearance and they are also doing great.  I have a water soluble fertilizer that I water them with and that must be the secret. 

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

They Left and Never Even Said Goodbye

They haven't stopped here for a couple of years.  The last time they did ended in tragedy.  We were heart-broken. The minute I saw this male blue-bird scoping out the houses, I took down the feeders with food that English Sparrows sometimes visit.  It limits what other birds visit, but I didn't want to encourage ES to visit my  yard.
He's calling his mate to check out the new pad. But, poor guy, he should have known she'd find one she liked better.
This one is better, I heard her tweet.  It's not so close to that fence. 

 She doesn't know that the house by the fence was a decoy for the ES.  The entire time the blue-birds made a comfy nursery, the ES male would sit on a house nearby chirping his heart out to attract a female. She must have gotten my message that if she dared, I'd be her home wrecker because she never showed up.  For weeks he chirped and I got sick of hearing him all day long.  Gosh, why didn't his throat get sore!

On with my tale. Finally the blue-bird babies were hatched. I was practically glued to the kitchen window. We had watched the male bring goodies to his mate while she warmed the eggs.  Then we watched as both of them took turns bringing a smorgasbord  of birdie delicacies to the chicks, who chirped wildly all the time waiting for the next course.  As they got older, the chicks only chirped when they sensed the parents were near.

The parents brought moths, green wiggly worms, little white worms and earwigs. I wonder what else they brought that I didn't see. It was difficult to get pictures since the parents would fly off if they sensed any movement nearby.

That's why the area around the bird house looks like this.  After months of an over abundance of rain we needed to clean this area which is near the pond.  But we were convinced it was necessary to give our visitors their privacy in the new parental role.

One day I looked out and saw this tiny face and for a moment, I knew the day was near that the babies would be fledglings.
Then, before I knew it, they were gone and they didn't even say good-bye.

Friday, June 10, 2011


Nope, no pictures today.  We have been re-landscaping the area around the pond.  Moving ornamental grasses away from the edge and planting more manageable flowers in that area. 

From the time we decided to put in a pond, we fenced the area,  mainly to keep the dogs out so we would have a safe area for critters AND doo-doo free grass.  However, since Buddy and Jack are gone, TERRY (see how his name is in BOLD) decided that we could take the fence down now.  It would be easier to mow and Junior would not bother the area.  I liked the fence and wanted to replace it with wrought iron.  I liked that I had plants along it including climbing rose and peony and hollyhock, plus much more. But since I don't always have to have things MY way, I deferred.

Anyway, back to the area I started talking about. I have been weeding and planting flowers in a small area on the house side of the pond.  I like to look out the window and admire the blooms.  While I was working last week, I noticed the ground moving and knew there probably was a mole down there, but couldn't get him.  I just let it go and went about my weed/planting business.  I planned to finish that area up this weekend.  However!! When I got up this morning and looked out to check on the Blue Birds,  that area had been dug up.  I saw that it was kind of a track pattern. Terry said Junior did it.  I figured if he did, then he was after the mole.  But his paws were not muddy, which I mentioned to Terry.  He huffed off since he took that for protecting my dog.  It was just a statement for heavens sake!  For me, this all comes back to removing the fence that I (in Bold) never wanted to remove in the first place. 

Sweet guy that Terry is, went out to replant the flowers to try to salvage them.

So, do I go out and replant the area?  Or do I stick a bush there and plant flowers in a different area.

And Junior?  Well, he's a dog.  He does what comes doggy natural.  THAT is why someone invented fence.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

New Birds Are Visiting

We have lived in this house since 1976.  From the very first year, we saw Orioles flying by from a nearby yard.  They never stopped at our house, but we saw them every year.  I have tried to lure them with everything I ever read that Orioles like.  No Luck.

I always have suet for the Woodpeckers.  We have several varieties that live near, probably because we have a dying tree in the back yard.  They all love to eat the Sunflower suet I put at the feeders. About a month ago, I bought a suet I had never seen before...No Melt Apple Dough.  Let me tell you that from the first day I added it to the feeders I was visited by both the male and female Orchard Oriole.  They LOVE it. They come several times a day.  The other birds have shunned the other suets and are eating the new one exclusively. Who knew!

This is the male.  Its been really hard for me to capture a picture. They are very alert to humans and don't stick around if I even come near the door.

Believe it or not, this is late afternoon.  Even though it got dark with a storm threatening, this male just kept mowwing that suet.

This is a Weigela in the back yard.  I saw a lot of movement in it and took a really close look.  I don't know how to edit a picture to draw a circle around the bird.  If you double click the picture, you will see orange near the bottom.  The Oriole is taking nectar from the pink flowers.

Another new regular visitor is a Flicker.  We also have a pair of Grey Cowbirds that I have never seen before.  Their call sounds just like a kitty mewing.  Bluebirds are nesting in one of the Blue Bird houses. Thankfully an English Sparrow has been calling for a mate every day, ALL DAY, forever with no takers and the wrens moved on too so maybe, just maybe the Blue Birds will have an easy time of it.

Oh, I caught a frog with my hand the other day!  Terry called me to look at it because it had a kind of pointy nose.  Without a thought I just reached down and picked it up.  I think it startled both of us that I did it so quickly.  You may remember that Terry banned the big frogs last year because they were eating his fish.  That hasn't hit him yet this year.  I asked him if he wanted to take the frog down to the river and he told me to throw him back in.  Didn't have to ask ME twice.  I love my frogs.

Blessing abound in my world, how about yours?

Saturday, June 4, 2011


Why I make THEM empty their pockets before I wash their jeans!!!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Our Nightly Entertainment

Our living room has two patio doors that open onto a deck that runs almost the width of our house. For the last year, we have been visited at night by a orphan possum that I named Opie.  The deck is really close, but not attached to the house.  Opie scootches between the house and the deck to see if there is any peanut butter bread left over from the squirrels.  Its pretty amazing that he can get through such a tight space.

I always know when Opie has arrived because Junior lays at attention patiently waiting for Opie to appear.

Sometimes I can tell Opie is under the deck because Junior paces from one door to the other, ears at attention.

Imagine my surprise when I looked out the door and saw THIS critter scarfing up the bread!

He's a baby too and it didn't phase Junior at all that he was out there.  Junior just continued to intently watch the racoon eat...and watch back.

When I get ready to go to bed, Junior is still keeping guard...

Monday, May 16, 2011

Your Heart Gets Bigger, Even Though A Part Breaks

I saw him on the morning news, during a segment that introduces available rescue dogs. I already had 3 dogs, but the minute I saw Jack I fell in love.  I couldn't get him off my mind.  I called The Pet Refuge and the next scheduled time to meet a dog was a couple of days off. I couldn't stop talking or thinking about him. My daughter called and told a volunteer about how taken I was with Jack so they arranged a special meeting.  There was a mutual undeniable attraction. They told me that Jack had been living at their facility for quite a while.  That since he was a pup, he had lived in a paint shop. I took him home the very same day. When I took him to the vet that had been taking care of him, I was surprised to see a very big file. I didn't even ask what his medical issues had been. Jack was a boxer/labrador mix that looked like a pit bull.  I called him a box-a-dor. From the first day, Jack got along with the other dogs.  He was a family dog, but everyone knew that he was mine and I was his.  I had many nick names for him...Black Jack, Black Jack Shelack, Jackie Chan (my favorite), Jack of all Trades and many more.

Jack did a dance that I like to call the Jackie Jig.  Later I found out that Boxers do a dance called the Kidney Bean Dance.  The Jackie Jig was a much cooler version than the normal. He would dance on command any time I asked him to.  Jackie always loved to look out the front windows into the trees across the street and watch squirrels.  He HATED trucks.  I surmise that part of the reason had something to do with his crooked jaw and snaggle tooth. Terry always said that Jack looked at us like he knew us from another life. We always joked and asked if we knew anyone that could dance like that.

Jack lived with us for about 10 years.  I always say that I rescued him from Doggy Jail.

He was scared to walk by Buddy, because Buddy always growled, though it was just a warning that Buddy's bowl had food in it.

Jack and Junior were best friends.  They were always together and sometimes almost crowded me out of my sewing room so they could lay next to each other next to my chair.  Jack slept next to my bed, and his place in the living room was next to my recliner.

Last night about midnight, Jack started to have seizures..or heart attacks...or strokes...I'm not sure.  I felt his end was near and stayed with him to comfort him and to comfort me. When the vet opened we took him there to find peace.  But I am not at peace.  I am heartbroken. I loved Jack more that even I can believe. I don't know what to do without him.  Junior doesn't know either. He has been digging up the grave.

I know my friends that read this will want to send healing wishes.  I thank you in advance because I will turn comments off.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Sad Site

Every day there is a new weather condition on the news.  The tornado news overshaddowed the flooding of the Mississippi.  This morning in a CBS news report, the reporter was panning houses in  Memphis while floating on the flood waters.  Honest to God, there was a deer laying on the top of a roof of a house with flood waters threatening to completely cover the house.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Tester Teeth!

Here I am.
Hair in pony tail.
Sun darkened lens glasses
Maire Dodd Earrings
Flowered hoodie that Corey says look like PJs
and...Tester Teeth.

This was the final step to getting my permanent dentures.
The dentist made a wax mold of my jaws which was fitted for size and several other adjustments that I was very impressed that were made.  This morning I had an appointment for a cosmetic fitting. A check to see if the teeth were the appropriate size and color and if my jaw profile was cosmetically right.

I was pleased with the look and fit. My friend's daughter has been the tech that assisted the my dentist so I had her take a quick pic. Then I signed on the dotted line, and off they went to the lab to be turned into dentures.

One week from today I will have my real Fake Teeth.

Just in case someone that is searching for denture information stumbles on my blog, let me mention one thing. I had temporary false teeth that were meant to be worn until I would get the permanent dentures. They were fine and helpful in the beginning of this journey.  However, as swelling subsided, they became uncomfortable and I just did not want to take the time, effort and expense of having them adjusted.  I have been without even the temps in my mouth for about 3-1/2 months. My jaw muscles hurt without teeth to separate the jaws. It's like the jaws never get to relax and rest.  It is also difficult to talk as the day wears on. I don't really care that I am limited to eating soft foods.  I don't miss eating meat at all, except possibly a Rib Eye Steak.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Goodbye Buddy.

We said goodbye to a friend yesterday.
He was Junior's brother.
I remember when the kids would call us in the morning before school to help them get him back in the house. He liked to run out the door and go to visit the workers in the factory down the road.
He knew how to make the water from the cooler come out so he could drink from the tray.
He knew how to turn door knobs to let himself out.
He woke Laurie up in the middle of the night because he wanted a cookie.
He loved everyone especially Ky and Laurie.
We always waited at the door about 5 minutes before Laurie got home.  How did he know?
She called him "Big Dog".

Monday, April 25, 2011

Falsie Flower

Fake Flowers have been popular for a while now, but you know the takes a while for fashion fads to hit. (They're really called Shabby Chic Flowers, but I call mine Falsie Flowers).   Anyway, when I saw a fabric flower on a military jacket, I loved the look.  Then I noticed one on the strap of a great purse. I started playing around a little bit with making flowers.  I haven't yet hit the one I want for the jacket I bought, but this one is really pretty and it looks great on my black sweater.

I'm going to putz around with more.  I have a couple of old denium shirts that I wore to death and I think their soft worn fabric will be great.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Happy Holiday!!

Na, I'm just kidding.  We don't eat bunnies at our house.  Heck, we barely eat meat.  A few years ago I switched from making the traditional Easter ham dinner to the New Traditional 2 selections of Lasagna, one with red sauce and one seafood alfredo, yum!

Wishing everyone a happy holiday, not matter what holiday you celebrate.  If its not a holiday for you, the have a terrific Sunday.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Spring Is Here, But Has Anyone Told The Weatherman!!

We have daffodils blooming by the pond. The lilac bushes are budding right along with some of the other bushes.  The birds are building nests and you can hear see male sparrows sitting on the top of the birdhouses they have selected, calling for a mate to join them.

O, but what happened yesterday (Saturday)!  Snow mixed with rain fell in broad daylight, dashing hopes of shorts and flip flops coming out anytime soon. Forget about working in the yard to clear debris and leaves left from late fall.
But what do I care!!  I know the weather will get warmer and when it does, I'M READY! I found these Ranunculus.  I liked them so much after I got them home that I went back and bought 7 more pots. I usually select shades of purple or orange, but Terry wanted me to buy all colors so that's what we did. When it gets just a little warmer, we'll go out to the pond and move he ornamental grasses farther from the pond.  Terry planted them too close and they have spread to unmanagable sizes. Yay for me, because I have flower plans for where they were.   The wind we had brought to light some issues with our privacy fence.  Our lot is 285' long and the perimeter is privacy fenced.  The wind blew down a couple of sections which made us realize that we need to start replacing it all.  Its been up for more than 25 years so we expected that we would have to.  Its not such an issue as far as the work goes because the boys are always willing to work and learn something new, but financially at $25 a section plus new posts, well darn it!!

Terry just called me to the window.  Bluebirds are scoping out one of our bird houses.  They are so beautiful, but we have so many English Sparrows around which love to kill them, that I almost would rather the BB move on.  We'll see how it goes.

I have been making fabric (shabby chic) flowers.  I'll be showing them later in the week.

Junior is doing very well and looks great. Some days he's tired, but mostly still loves to chase the laser light.

For those that have been asking, on April 7 I went to the dentist to have a mold made for my falsies.  Usually two weeks later you go back for the first fitting.  But my dentist took my deposit and went on vacation ~lol~ so I don't go back now until April 26. I have been really pleased with this entire situation. I am patiently waiting to have them and feel comfortable with them.  On August 7, Terry and I will be married 40 years and I have already paid to have our pictures taken by a photographer for the newspaper. Gosh I love my guy.

So, please remember all the things that you are grateful for today.
I'm thinking of my family and friends, pets and critters, jobs and the ability to help those in need.

Saturday, April 2, 2011


I've been on kind of a roller coaster lately.  One of my dogs has been sick and it looks like his problems stem from an immune system issue. I took Friday off because I needed to give him medicine and was advised to stay with him all day incase it made him sick. I thought we had things under control but Friday brought another trip to the vet due to Junior developing conjunctivitis. I had no idea dogs got it! Scared the heck out of me because it didn't cause his eye to be pink, but caused the tissue around his eyeball to swell.  VERY SCARY and UGLY! I have found the most wonderful vet and she is my new friend. She gave me ointment and by the time I left the office, Junior's eye looked 100% better. Thank you Sheila.

Laurie is off to Indianapolis to visit a friend. She usually spends a lot of time with the boys on the weekend, so her trip gave Terry and I the opportunity to spend a little time with them. There is a movie theatre in Niles Michigan which is just a few miles from us if we drive the county roads.  The tickets for first run movies are $2.50 before noon, $4 from noon to 6PM, and $5 after 6.  Big bags of popcorn are only $2.75 with .75 refills.  These prices are so unbelievably affordable, so we took advantage of our time together by taking the boys to see Limitless.  We all thought it was a pretty entertaining movie.  Then we stopped at a restaurant that Terry and I used to go to all the time years ago.  They have good burgers and a really great atmosphere. Niles is a quaint little town that Terry and I used to visit about once a month to visit the local antique mall or see a show and have dinner.  The day brought back a lot of good memories and I'm sure we will be traveling there often again.

Tomorrow will be quiet. Its supposed to be stormy.  The boys are on Spring Break and I took Monday off too so they probably will have plans for me.  However, I am going to try to get some sewing in this weekend too.

O, I forgot....Yay BUTLER!!  Great Game.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sherry Serafini's Sensational Bead Embroidery

Amazon sent me an e-mail suggesting new books I might be interested in.  Nice guys.  They do that all the time and I don't really mind.  Sometimes they have some good suggestions.  I gotta tell you though, I check out what they have to offer that I might want, stick it in my Wishlist, then I open another browser and check to see if what I want is available at . I had to give them a plug because you get fab deals there, they do good work AND they are located about 5 miles from my home and I can order on line and pick my order up at their warehouse if I want.  If not, the shipping is reasonable and faster than they promise.  You can get great deals on used books also.

OKay, OKay, back to Sherry's book.  I preordered and it was released early so it was waiting for me when I came home today.  I'm telling you, the book is worth its weight in eye candy.  I have only thumbed through it so far.  I'll take a better look after I fix supper and grab a cup of joe. Even thumbing through it I saw techniques that I don't think were in her last book ( if they were, I missed them), that I never knew how to do. 

What do I know! But I think its a great book and I can't wait to read it.

Have an absolutely fab evening!!
Thanks for stopping by.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Take Time...

~Carl Sandburg
1878 - 1967

Carl Sandburg has always been one of my favorite poets. When I came across this quote, it reminded me not to feel guilty about time I spend doing what I want instead of what someone else thinks I should be doing.

If you have a hard time steeling "me" time, remember what Carl Sandburg said.