Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.

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It’s a “Super Monday”


4:30 Monday afternoon.  Spent the most wonderful morning and afternoon snuggled with Oscar in my big red chair.  The snow is drifting down in handfuls.  I’ll bed we’ve gotten over three inches today alone.  I love watching the birds play “battledome” at the feeders.  All of them vying for the choicest piece of birdseed, then racing back to the shrubs where they can eat in somewhat warmth.  There must be 100 birds that live in the shrubs outside my side door.  When I open the door to let Oscar out, it’s like a peeps chorus line greeting me every time.

I got my granddaughters’ 2012 piece of bearthday jewelry today.  It’s a silver cat face outline with a four-leaf clover inset in glass where the face goes.  Perfect for year 3.  In case I’ve forgotten to fill you all in, every year on her bearthday, I buy her a piece of jewelry and put it in a box.  On her eighteenth bearthday, she will get this gift of seventeen years of thoughts and finding the perfect piece of jewelry for.  I try to include Peridot or a shade of green to represent Peridot in all her gifts.

“Peridot is a stone of lightness and beauty. Only spiritual or clear-minded persons should use Peridot. The person with too many earthly problems will not be able to understand the beauty of the Peridot. The very spiritual can wear Peridot in a necklace with the stone at the base of the throat to feel its soothing effect. Used in a necklace, Peridot is a protector against negative emotions.”

Since she is also a Leo (like her grandma B), cats or their other worldly likenesses will also be used for her bearthday pieces.

I’m missing my grands something bad.  I haven’t seen them or heard from them since Christmas.  I asked a few weeks ago if I could come down for a few days and haven’t heard anything back, so I’m guessing that’s a no.  It’s so hard when you love them so much, but get to see them so little.  I know it’s because they are so busy and the kids are so active in their lives.  I’m glad they get to do so much with her parents and siblings since we never seem to be able to get together.  It’s good that they get to be really close to a part of their family.  Family is what it’s all about.

I think I’ll go take a hot bath since it’s still daylight.  Nothing better than a hot tub while watching snowflakes fall.

I’ve decided that I want a chihuahua.  A little girl Chi, not a really little one, but a long-haired, medium-sized one.  Tri-colored would be perfect.  If anyone has a hook-up, let me know.

Oscar and I cancelled our appointment today.  We did reschedule it for Wednesday.  The roads were just too scary for me.  Snow covered and icy.  Not what I want to drive on.  She understood and so we are doing it again on Wed.

I’m getting seriously short of fresh postcards for my color wall.  If any of you happen to spot a brightly colored postcard somewhere on your travels, please send it on.  I have several “color boards” that I pin postcards, and cards and photo’s to give me inspiration for making beads and jewelry.

Dinner is on, so I’m headed up.  Have a soft evening all.  See you tomorrow.

 

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Sometimes the fates tell you where to go.


Driving Joe to PT today we decided to hit a few garage sales on the way since we had time to kill and getting in and out of the car is good exercise for him.  Found some real gems today.  Two plates to add to my collection, some beadable chopsticks that were in a “free” box, a handful of dead trees also known as books (my iPad is ruining the paper experience), and best of all a four piece bar set.  This set is rocking, not only are the dice ivory and can be used in other pieces of jewelry, the ends unscrew and I can replace them with beads.   The rods are just a hair over 1/8″ so I’ll have to thicken the bead release a bit, but totally do-able.  I thinking silver cored tiger stripe beads.  Very retro 60’s.

Anyway we to the “last sale” of the day and it was getting close to his apt. time so we did a drive by to see if anything jumped out at us. I saw a glimmer of orange glass and decided to take a chance and see what was there.  Joe and Mom decided to wait in the car for me.  As I walked up the drive I noticed a white van pulling up behind my vehicle.  I continued into the garage and began looking around.  I realized that there was no-one there and thought it strange, then I figured that whoever was running the sale was most likely in the house.  A  guy, I’m assuming that he came from the van, rounded the corner into the garage and walked straight to the door connecting the garage to the house.  As he reached for the door knob, the lady of the house opened the door with a startled look and looked over at me, he turned, saw me standing there and practically ran out of the garage.  The lady had gone in to grab a snack and he had surprised the crap out of her when she opened the door.  It took about a minute to figure out that neither of us knew him and that his behavior was a little off.  The hands of fate.  If not for a glimmer of orange glass (no I did not buy it, just a tip people, if you want someone to buy what you no longer want, wash it first.)

 Time for a short soapbox rant.

This rant goes out to everyone with an elderly relative, and it’s coming from the heart of someone caring for one.

Please don’t make commitments you aren’t positive you can keep.

Elderly people remember your casually spoken words and their caregivers have to deal with the sorrow and the questions.  Think before you speak please.  And if you can’t keep your commitment, call and explain.  It’s hard having someone not want to leave the house because you said you were going to come by and spend time.

Soapbox put away for now.  Don’t make me bring it back out.

It’s getting late and I see I have 24 new e-mails since I started typing.  I’ll bet 22 are junk one is a receipt and 1 is from my friend.  Have a safe night all.

Oh, can anyone explain why I keep seeing Ouija boards on T.V.?  Those things scare me.  Mom laughs at my reaction to them, but I can’t help it.  Evil little boards.

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