The day after Christmas. Now I can relax, sort of. The work is not over just yet. the decorations have to come down and be pack away. What to do with all the left over food and I bet there are a million calories on the kitchen counter laying around in zipped locked bags. Cookies and candy which I made enought to feed an army.
Garbage bags filled with torn scrapes of paper and ripped boxes. Opened gifts everywhere new clothing that has to be laundered and hung up. So I still have a few hours of chores ahead of me in the few days.
My husband is on vacation this week and I'll have extra meals to fix and have to work around him asleep in his lazy boy chair. But it's alright.... I had a blast this Christmas...
I got some wonderful gifts from everyone, new boots, new bedding soaps, cd , a topaz stone which i bought for myself to set into a necklace at a later date.
My son Chad and Kayla bought me these beautiful chocolates from the Golden Turtle in Lebanon, Ohio which they should be varnished and placed on a shelf to keep forever. they are hand painted with little designed . Beautiful, how can I eat them. anyway I got everything thing I wanted and I got a art table so now I can spend the rest of the winter inside and get serious about painting.
We have been in our apartment for almost a year now and I still love it here. Our apartment is super nice and large and it feel's like home. I would like to get a three bedroom ranch here but it's about $500.00 more a month. So maybe down the road. If it's meant to be it will happen for us. Also in the new year I not making any resolutions. I break them anyway, then I feel depressed because I didn't stick to them. I just want my husband to retire, I want to see my grand daughter more. My children more and have lot's of parties and fun this summer.
I wish the best for both my children and wish for all their dreams to come true. I don't want much do I. Hope your holidays were filled with love, happiness and joy.. Mine sure was.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Christmas
Tomorrow is December 24. I can't believe it. What a year it has been. I remember last year when we were totally broke and I was so darn depressed. I was depressed because I wasn't able to give my family a Christmas like we have had over the past several years. Yes, I shop and I will spent what I please. That is what Christmas has been for my children all of there lives.
I know everyone says it's not about how many gifts you get, it's about family. Yes it is about family. I totally understand and feel totally blessed that each year we are all together.
I enjoy giving gifts to my family and grandchildren. Why, do you ask because I remember all of my childhood Christmas past. What I saw on the nightly television and how other families were during the holidays. I never had this at our house. Yes, we were all together but they were not happy holidays at our home. They were filled with tears and sadness. My dad would get drunk and ruin Christmas every single year. Seriously he did and us children would end up being sent to bed early and in tears. I think he got some kind of sick pleasure of ruining what ever my mom tried to do. He would start drinking and continue all evening until he would be staggering around falling down or falling into the tree. He would fist fight with mom and she would be a total wreck. I hated him and I learned to dislike the holidays. I couldn't wait to go back to school just to get out of the house.
So say what you will. I give my family the fairy dream Christmas each year that I can. I only want my children to have the best holiday memories possible. I will shop and bake and cook, decorated what ever it takes to create that special holiday.
I always feel like midnight mass is the most special time of the holiday for me. I want to remember what the meaning of Christmas is and I need to give thanks to God for all the blessing that I have. My husband, my children, grandchildren, son-in-law. My son's sweet girlfriend who I love. My friends, pets. And the beauty that surrounds me daily. I have been able to give my love one's the Christmas that I could only dream about as a child. I had to been blessed to make it into a reality.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday's
I know everyone says it's not about how many gifts you get, it's about family. Yes it is about family. I totally understand and feel totally blessed that each year we are all together.
I enjoy giving gifts to my family and grandchildren. Why, do you ask because I remember all of my childhood Christmas past. What I saw on the nightly television and how other families were during the holidays. I never had this at our house. Yes, we were all together but they were not happy holidays at our home. They were filled with tears and sadness. My dad would get drunk and ruin Christmas every single year. Seriously he did and us children would end up being sent to bed early and in tears. I think he got some kind of sick pleasure of ruining what ever my mom tried to do. He would start drinking and continue all evening until he would be staggering around falling down or falling into the tree. He would fist fight with mom and she would be a total wreck. I hated him and I learned to dislike the holidays. I couldn't wait to go back to school just to get out of the house.
So say what you will. I give my family the fairy dream Christmas each year that I can. I only want my children to have the best holiday memories possible. I will shop and bake and cook, decorated what ever it takes to create that special holiday.
I always feel like midnight mass is the most special time of the holiday for me. I want to remember what the meaning of Christmas is and I need to give thanks to God for all the blessing that I have. My husband, my children, grandchildren, son-in-law. My son's sweet girlfriend who I love. My friends, pets. And the beauty that surrounds me daily. I have been able to give my love one's the Christmas that I could only dream about as a child. I had to been blessed to make it into a reality.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday's
Monday, December 13, 2010
Christmas
The holiday season has arrived. Everyone is busy running around at the malls. Catching the advertised deals and fighting for a place to park. I personally dislike Christmas shopping. I wish I could have shopped for everyone on my list in September and be done with it. Instead I too am running around trying to finish up last minute gifts.
One thing my husband and I did this year that was different. We had to purchase a live tree. Since we are now living in an apartment we no longer have room to store a artificial tree. So some friends referred us to the "Big Tree Plantation" located on South waynesville Rd. in Morrow Ohio. It has been several years since we had a live tree in our home. So a few weeks ago we picked a nice crisp sunny day and bundled up to find our perfect tree.
My husband Gary got his trusty saw from the garage and we headed off. When we found the farm it was way back off the road and the huge parking lot was crowed. People were cutting down there tree and the whole place was alive with families and dressed up canine pets. As we walked to the field that held 50,000 trees to harvest it was a beautiful sight.
The fields were planted with a variety of beautiful pines. Each saying pick me. They had Canaan Fir, Colorado Blue Spruce, Scotch and White pines. I was glancing around at all the merriment and I got excited they had two beautiful huge Belgium Horses pulling a hay wagon. I starred at these beautiful creatures and was excited about giving one my attention. I slowly walked over to one and looked into his black pooled eyes. He stared back at me allowing me to reach my hand out to his mouth. I gently brushed his lower jaw and he turned his head to face me. I want a picture standing beside this big eighteen hands animal. I gently reached up and petted his face and slowly grabbed his harness. I told Gary. quick take my picture. My husband lined up the camera and the horse acted like I know what is going on. He turn his head almost on my shoulder and allowed my husband to take the shot. I let him go but rubbed my face into his massive neck softly saying "Good boy". He smelled like soft fur and hay. his huge feet stood still right next to me and I feel wonderful about the connection I had made with this magificent animal.
I followed Gary into the field and we finally cut down a tree of our choice. The big Tree Plantation was worth the drive and this is there 21 years of selling Christmas trees. The barn has been turned into a gift shop that contains a medley of holiday decorations to purchase. They also have an area which you can purchase Corn dogs, chili, baked goods and there famous Bar Q sandwich. All in all the day was great and I hope we will return next year and I will be looking for my new friend. Merry Christmas Everyone......
One thing my husband and I did this year that was different. We had to purchase a live tree. Since we are now living in an apartment we no longer have room to store a artificial tree. So some friends referred us to the "Big Tree Plantation" located on South waynesville Rd. in Morrow Ohio. It has been several years since we had a live tree in our home. So a few weeks ago we picked a nice crisp sunny day and bundled up to find our perfect tree.
My husband Gary got his trusty saw from the garage and we headed off. When we found the farm it was way back off the road and the huge parking lot was crowed. People were cutting down there tree and the whole place was alive with families and dressed up canine pets. As we walked to the field that held 50,000 trees to harvest it was a beautiful sight.
The fields were planted with a variety of beautiful pines. Each saying pick me. They had Canaan Fir, Colorado Blue Spruce, Scotch and White pines. I was glancing around at all the merriment and I got excited they had two beautiful huge Belgium Horses pulling a hay wagon. I starred at these beautiful creatures and was excited about giving one my attention. I slowly walked over to one and looked into his black pooled eyes. He stared back at me allowing me to reach my hand out to his mouth. I gently brushed his lower jaw and he turned his head to face me. I want a picture standing beside this big eighteen hands animal. I gently reached up and petted his face and slowly grabbed his harness. I told Gary. quick take my picture. My husband lined up the camera and the horse acted like I know what is going on. He turn his head almost on my shoulder and allowed my husband to take the shot. I let him go but rubbed my face into his massive neck softly saying "Good boy". He smelled like soft fur and hay. his huge feet stood still right next to me and I feel wonderful about the connection I had made with this magificent animal.
I followed Gary into the field and we finally cut down a tree of our choice. The big Tree Plantation was worth the drive and this is there 21 years of selling Christmas trees. The barn has been turned into a gift shop that contains a medley of holiday decorations to purchase. They also have an area which you can purchase Corn dogs, chili, baked goods and there famous Bar Q sandwich. All in all the day was great and I hope we will return next year and I will be looking for my new friend. Merry Christmas Everyone......
Thursday, October 21, 2010
A perfect day
Yesterday I had made plans to spent the day with my daughter and beautiful granddaughter who will be one in just a few weeks. The weather was nice and warm. The sun was bright and it was a perfect day to go to lunch and for us girls to go shopping.
My daughter called me and ask me to meet her out front since the baby was asleep in her car seat. So when she pulled up I climbed in. The baby was peaceful and her little head was laying down on her chin. We talked softly as we rode along the streets admiring the fall colors on the trees. When we pulled into the parking lot and my daughter reached into the back to removed the baby. She woke up happy and smiling. As soon as she saw me waiting with my arms in a outreach position, she lit up with glee and happiness to see me. I smothered her little cheeks with kisses and she embrace what I was doing. We looked into each others eyes and she let out a little laugh as to say. "This is my crazy Grandma again."
I let my daughter carry her into the shop and I took her into my arms again. She looked at every little Halloween decoration and Christmas tree's that were decorated in the shop. I watch as her eyes followed her mother reaching for a bottle of hand lotion or a perfumed bar of soap. We continued to walk around looking under pieces of furniture and upon shelves for a least forty-five minutes and my Granddaughter never once cried or even acted like she was unhappy to be there with us. It was almost like we were teaching her how to shop.
While my daughter paid for her treasures I took the baby and strolled down to a park bench outside of a coffee shop. We sat on the bench and I talked to her about our upcoming birthdays and how she was the young one and I was the old gal. She looked at the pots of mums that dotted the walkway and watched the cars hurry by on the street. She was enjoying being with me and smiled for a lease five minutes. Women leaving the coffee shop would stop and greet her and she loved all of the attention she was getting from strangers.
Soon my daughter merged and we were back in the car again. The baby just sat quietly in the car seat and never made a sound. We arrived at the restaurant for lunch and once again she was contented to where ever we were going to take her.
As soon as we were seated and a high chair was brought to the table. My daughter began pulled out a jar of banana's and a Gerber cereal fruit bar. A cup fill with water and little goldfish crackers. I watch as she ate each bite raising her little head up like a baby bird reaching for a piece of a worm. She ate her entire lunch and by then our food was arriving at the table.
She sat in the highchair and watch the waitress float back and forth carring plates of food to hungry customers. The table next to us was a group of loud businessmen. A few times they almost scared me with their outbust of laughter. Still our baby just watched what was happening around us and never demand our attention . We sat and enjoyed our entire lunch and she just played with a spoon from the table.
After lunch my daughter drove me home and along the way the moving of the car rocked my granddaughter asleep once more. I kissed my daughter good-bye and acted like a mother hen. Asking her to called me so I know they got home safe.
I sat down on my couch and realize what a nice day I had. Then I realized what a good mother my daughter was. The baby was happy and enjoyed her day with us. She wasn't crying in the restaurant or screaming out loud to make everyone want to cram their food in their purse and run for the door. She was happy, a happy little baby. I know that I have done something right with my daughter. I taught her how to be a wonderful and loving mother to both of her children. I am pretty darn proud of that. Better yet I am proud of my daughter.
My daughter called me and ask me to meet her out front since the baby was asleep in her car seat. So when she pulled up I climbed in. The baby was peaceful and her little head was laying down on her chin. We talked softly as we rode along the streets admiring the fall colors on the trees. When we pulled into the parking lot and my daughter reached into the back to removed the baby. She woke up happy and smiling. As soon as she saw me waiting with my arms in a outreach position, she lit up with glee and happiness to see me. I smothered her little cheeks with kisses and she embrace what I was doing. We looked into each others eyes and she let out a little laugh as to say. "This is my crazy Grandma again."
I let my daughter carry her into the shop and I took her into my arms again. She looked at every little Halloween decoration and Christmas tree's that were decorated in the shop. I watch as her eyes followed her mother reaching for a bottle of hand lotion or a perfumed bar of soap. We continued to walk around looking under pieces of furniture and upon shelves for a least forty-five minutes and my Granddaughter never once cried or even acted like she was unhappy to be there with us. It was almost like we were teaching her how to shop.
While my daughter paid for her treasures I took the baby and strolled down to a park bench outside of a coffee shop. We sat on the bench and I talked to her about our upcoming birthdays and how she was the young one and I was the old gal. She looked at the pots of mums that dotted the walkway and watched the cars hurry by on the street. She was enjoying being with me and smiled for a lease five minutes. Women leaving the coffee shop would stop and greet her and she loved all of the attention she was getting from strangers.
Soon my daughter merged and we were back in the car again. The baby just sat quietly in the car seat and never made a sound. We arrived at the restaurant for lunch and once again she was contented to where ever we were going to take her.
As soon as we were seated and a high chair was brought to the table. My daughter began pulled out a jar of banana's and a Gerber cereal fruit bar. A cup fill with water and little goldfish crackers. I watch as she ate each bite raising her little head up like a baby bird reaching for a piece of a worm. She ate her entire lunch and by then our food was arriving at the table.
She sat in the highchair and watch the waitress float back and forth carring plates of food to hungry customers. The table next to us was a group of loud businessmen. A few times they almost scared me with their outbust of laughter. Still our baby just watched what was happening around us and never demand our attention . We sat and enjoyed our entire lunch and she just played with a spoon from the table.
After lunch my daughter drove me home and along the way the moving of the car rocked my granddaughter asleep once more. I kissed my daughter good-bye and acted like a mother hen. Asking her to called me so I know they got home safe.
I sat down on my couch and realize what a nice day I had. Then I realized what a good mother my daughter was. The baby was happy and enjoyed her day with us. She wasn't crying in the restaurant or screaming out loud to make everyone want to cram their food in their purse and run for the door. She was happy, a happy little baby. I know that I have done something right with my daughter. I taught her how to be a wonderful and loving mother to both of her children. I am pretty darn proud of that. Better yet I am proud of my daughter.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
I wish
Do you ever sit and just wish for things? Like more stuff or more money to buy more stuff? I waste so much time wishing for this and that. I have a birthday coming up in a few weeks and I have thought about how much stuff I wish people would buy me. I want a new video camera, a CD because I love that one song. I can't even tell you who it is by. I just heard it played on the radio and I want it. I wished for a house and then I wished for a different one. I wanted my little dog and now I hate taking him out late at night to do his business. But I still wish for another one someday. I have a pantry full of food but I want to go out to eat. I have a closet packed full of clothing but still I wish for more.
If I see a commercial, I want that kind of new car. Even though I have two nice car's now. I guess I think I need one for every day of the week and in different colors. I have spent so much time wishing for things. I've have wasted so much energy wishing and wishing.
I'll tell my husband Gary about what I wish for. Like he is suppose to just grab it out of the sky for me. He just listen's to me ramble on and on. The crazy part of all of this is if I get what I wished for I'll give it away to my children or grandchildren or a dear friend. I know I was the one that bought the stuff. So I know I'm not a selfish person. I don't hoard things. I just had to have it first. Could someone please explain how many pair's of shoe's does one woman need.
What would I wish for if I never seen these thing in the first place. I know it's getting cold and I could wish for warm weather. We haven't had much rain and the grass has turned brown. I could wish it to be greener.
So I just sit and wish for this and that. I know I won't ever quit. I know the answer........
If I could just win that darn lottery. I could solve everybody problem. Then I could shop and buy what I wished for today.........
If I see a commercial, I want that kind of new car. Even though I have two nice car's now. I guess I think I need one for every day of the week and in different colors. I have spent so much time wishing for things. I've have wasted so much energy wishing and wishing.
I'll tell my husband Gary about what I wish for. Like he is suppose to just grab it out of the sky for me. He just listen's to me ramble on and on. The crazy part of all of this is if I get what I wished for I'll give it away to my children or grandchildren or a dear friend. I know I was the one that bought the stuff. So I know I'm not a selfish person. I don't hoard things. I just had to have it first. Could someone please explain how many pair's of shoe's does one woman need.
What would I wish for if I never seen these thing in the first place. I know it's getting cold and I could wish for warm weather. We haven't had much rain and the grass has turned brown. I could wish it to be greener.
So I just sit and wish for this and that. I know I won't ever quit. I know the answer........
If I could just win that darn lottery. I could solve everybody problem. Then I could shop and buy what I wished for today.........
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Oh my gosh
Can you believe it just 12 weeks till Christmas.
We have our family traditions and I hold fast and dear to them. Decorations adorne each room and candlelight emits a warm glow. Almost as if we forgot to pay the electric bill and the power was shut off.
The house always had a soothing bliss durning the holidays. I took hours of long and careful planning to entertain guest. Everything had to be perfect. I gave our friends Christmas magic of good food and cocktails.
The Christmas holiday also brings back memories of my childhood. The scent of my Mom's roasted turkey and sage dressing which has continued in my home and my daughter Tracey's.
My husband Gary carry's arm loads of fresh cut fire wood to take the morning chill off of the house. Then he paces in the kitchen wanting to attack the dishes that await on the refrigerator shelves.
My son Chad asking " When can we open our presents." as he lumber's around in his pajama bottoms and long sleeve top. While scouring around in the kitchen looking for the traditional Christmas morning breakfast of Pecan coffee cake and orange juice.
Those are our memories that can transport me to our Christmases past, Where I linger for just a few minutes and move on. Hey I still have 12 weeks. Don't I.
We have our family traditions and I hold fast and dear to them. Decorations adorne each room and candlelight emits a warm glow. Almost as if we forgot to pay the electric bill and the power was shut off.
The house always had a soothing bliss durning the holidays. I took hours of long and careful planning to entertain guest. Everything had to be perfect. I gave our friends Christmas magic of good food and cocktails.
The Christmas holiday also brings back memories of my childhood. The scent of my Mom's roasted turkey and sage dressing which has continued in my home and my daughter Tracey's.
My husband Gary carry's arm loads of fresh cut fire wood to take the morning chill off of the house. Then he paces in the kitchen wanting to attack the dishes that await on the refrigerator shelves.
My son Chad asking " When can we open our presents." as he lumber's around in his pajama bottoms and long sleeve top. While scouring around in the kitchen looking for the traditional Christmas morning breakfast of Pecan coffee cake and orange juice.
Those are our memories that can transport me to our Christmases past, Where I linger for just a few minutes and move on. Hey I still have 12 weeks. Don't I.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
This one got away.
A few week's ago my Aunt called me and offered her home and all the furniture in it for a very nice price. I was so excited and couldn't wait for Gary to return home from work. I waited a few minutes for him to settle down and set in a chair on the patio before I told him the good news. I reason why I wanted her home it is only 25 minutes from the ocean on Hilton Head Island. We could have had a chance to live by the sea. Instead of fighting old man winter each year. Trying to drive in the not so cleaned streets of ice and snow. Being forced to stay indoor all winter long. In Hilton Head the average temperature is 70.
So when I told my husband I thought he would share in my excitement. Instead he said No.
because he wasn't ready to retire yet. He wants to work one more year. This shattered me I was shocked. It was what we planned on for the last three years. We go down there each summer for vacation and love the island.
This was a few week's ago and I can't put this out of my mind. All that I can think about is the one and only chance we had will be gone forever. The chance for us to walk on the beach and see the sunset every evening if we wanted to. The chance to live in warm weather. I could have had summer flower's bloom all year long. I could have spent time getting to know my mother's family in the south. Exploring the history of Savannah and Charleston. So much I will never have the chance to know. It's not fair......
I wanted my grandchildren to come each summer and stay with me so we could play at the sea. Our son and his beautiful girlfriend also said that they would move with us down south.
When my husband and I talked about moving down south a few year's ago he said the one thing he would miss the most was our son.
I feel like we had the chance to live someplace wonderful and different. To play like we were young again and connect with the beauty of the sea. To lay in the sun and taste the salt from the water's spray.
I just wanted to have that chance to say I live someplace different than Ohio.
So when I told my husband I thought he would share in my excitement. Instead he said No.
because he wasn't ready to retire yet. He wants to work one more year. This shattered me I was shocked. It was what we planned on for the last three years. We go down there each summer for vacation and love the island.
This was a few week's ago and I can't put this out of my mind. All that I can think about is the one and only chance we had will be gone forever. The chance for us to walk on the beach and see the sunset every evening if we wanted to. The chance to live in warm weather. I could have had summer flower's bloom all year long. I could have spent time getting to know my mother's family in the south. Exploring the history of Savannah and Charleston. So much I will never have the chance to know. It's not fair......
I wanted my grandchildren to come each summer and stay with me so we could play at the sea. Our son and his beautiful girlfriend also said that they would move with us down south.
When my husband and I talked about moving down south a few year's ago he said the one thing he would miss the most was our son.
I feel like we had the chance to live someplace wonderful and different. To play like we were young again and connect with the beauty of the sea. To lay in the sun and taste the salt from the water's spray.
I just wanted to have that chance to say I live someplace different than Ohio.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Getting Ready
Today was a lot of fun as my friend Lisa Marie and I ran around town shopping. Lisa lives in the apartment building next to mine. She is a blast to hang out with. She has built a wonderful career for herself. She is a very popular food stylist in Cincinnati. You can check out her work on her web page. At food diva com. She is the second food diva on the web page. I gave away my pink Victorian Christmas ornaments when we sold the house to my daughter. They are finishing off their basement into a family room. So if she put a tree up downstairs she now has ornaments. That leaves me with no Christmas decorations this year. I really gave some thought into what I wanted my tree to look like. So I came up with decorations of Peacock feathers. Lime green bulbs and turquoise ornaments. also I wanted line green sparkle glittered leaves and foliage. just a finishing touch of copper scattered about. So we travel to downtown Cincinnati to Dreisbach wholesale florists supply. They had six dozen peacock feathers waiting there for me. I did some Christmas shopping while we were out. Maybe this year I will get a head start and be ready for the holidays. I hate being broke and when I finally to go shopping everything is gone. So start early and get it done. Good luck
Friday, September 10, 2010
This year
Alot has happen to Gary and I this year. We sold our home in Ross, Ohio after living there for 23 years. My children were raised in that house. We had a ranch in the country on 5 acres. Four bedroom with an in ground pool and four car garage. I planted several trees that were just seedlings and now they are taller than the house. We painted and remodeled just about every room. Spent alot of time and money turning that place into what we wanted it to be. I watched my son and daughter graduate and go to college. They moved out and started their own lives. My daughter got married and became a mother. My son has his own place and lives with a beautiful young lady. The house became too much for us. So we sold it last February and settle into a 2 bedroom luxury apartment. It is beautiful here with the clubhouse and pool. The expenses are half of what they were. Do I miss my old home? I have to say no I really don't.
What I miss are watching the deer's that grazed in the back yard each evening. I've missed my garden and the fresh produce that I grew. The flower's when they were in full bloom. The sun sets and peaceful evening sitting on the deck. Being able to crank the stereo up when I wanted to.
Alot of good times were had by all in that house. But like everything, nothing stays the same.
So now that we have lived in our apartment for the last 7 months. I can say that we made the right decision. We have free time each day to do or go where we want. It takes me about an hour to clean and we can enjoy our time together. It just seems odd that we don't own a house anymore. I have owned a house since I was 19 years old. Next month I'll be 60.
What I miss are watching the deer's that grazed in the back yard each evening. I've missed my garden and the fresh produce that I grew. The flower's when they were in full bloom. The sun sets and peaceful evening sitting on the deck. Being able to crank the stereo up when I wanted to.
Alot of good times were had by all in that house. But like everything, nothing stays the same.
So now that we have lived in our apartment for the last 7 months. I can say that we made the right decision. We have free time each day to do or go where we want. It takes me about an hour to clean and we can enjoy our time together. It just seems odd that we don't own a house anymore. I have owned a house since I was 19 years old. Next month I'll be 60.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Just another day
I wish I had something to tell you that was fun and exciting, but I don 't. I heated up left over pizza for lunch and watched everything I could on Food Network. My husband came home from work and changed the television to one of his manly man channels. So I left the house and went over to the Yankee Candle store in our area.While there I purchased some of the new fall candles. I love the Autumn Leaves and Autumn Fruit. They have a sale till October 6th. the new fall candles are buy one get one at 50% off. Not a bad deal if you have started your Christmas shopping, which I have. I went into the book store and found a magazine on blogging. It was $14.99 which was more than I wanted to spend for a magazine. I know in my profile I wrote a memoir. Which I plan to post it later, all in good time. all in good time. I am new to blogging and want to get comfortable with it first.. that's all...... Now I am going to watch The Saint's play football on the tube gotta go...
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Getting connected
My son, Chad is always telling me to post on my blog. Not that my life is so interesting. Ok I will give it a shot.
This morning I went for a walk with Beasley and the temperature was quite cool. Our apartment where my husband and I live contains several walking trails with beautiful landscape areas.
You could feel Autumn in the air. Fall and Spring are my favorite season's. It reminds me of my childhood playing in the piles of leaves that I would create in my Grandma's yard.
Soon the annual display of sun burned leaves will changed into colors like sienna and burnt umber. The burning bushes will turn bright crimson almost like mother-nature has a paint brush and tubes of watercolors. The crisp fresh air will take over and the day's will become shorter.
I turn into a nester wanting to nestle up with soft textures and fabric's that will warm me. Cook pot after pot of soup and bake apple pie's for my husband Gary. Watch an old movie while sipping a cup of hot chocolate and find a craft to carry me through the winter months. So I hope that you will enjoy these last few weeks of warm weather and surround yourself in the beauty that fall has to offer. Rake up a pile of leaves maybe nostalgia will take over asking you to roll in them like you did as a child.
This morning I went for a walk with Beasley and the temperature was quite cool. Our apartment where my husband and I live contains several walking trails with beautiful landscape areas.
You could feel Autumn in the air. Fall and Spring are my favorite season's. It reminds me of my childhood playing in the piles of leaves that I would create in my Grandma's yard.
Soon the annual display of sun burned leaves will changed into colors like sienna and burnt umber. The burning bushes will turn bright crimson almost like mother-nature has a paint brush and tubes of watercolors. The crisp fresh air will take over and the day's will become shorter.
I turn into a nester wanting to nestle up with soft textures and fabric's that will warm me. Cook pot after pot of soup and bake apple pie's for my husband Gary. Watch an old movie while sipping a cup of hot chocolate and find a craft to carry me through the winter months. So I hope that you will enjoy these last few weeks of warm weather and surround yourself in the beauty that fall has to offer. Rake up a pile of leaves maybe nostalgia will take over asking you to roll in them like you did as a child.
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