Still Home...

starting physical therapy, fighting off frustration, limitations and a big black lab who is all over the "Yippee, Mommy is home again today....

and i so want to play!"

"Between the size and the service...

it is a wonder they are in business at all." Mary said this morning after quickly reading and then handing over the local paper for me to peruse.

In the past 5 years I have watched as several of them have gone from well-written, interesting, full of important local, national and international news/articles into what they are today - thin, advertisement and mistake riddled, .75 cents each, waste of reading time papers...


and to their further demise I have tried three times to have one delivered to my house before 6:15 a.m. and in every case I was promised delivery no later than 6:00 a.m. and after a short term of it showing up on time...it was delivered late.

What direction are suburban newspapers headed?

As far as I can tell...

in a hand basket straight to out of business Hell

Left For Me To Find Friday

“If it’s Free it’s for Me!” CRUMBS BAKE SHOP edition.

Guess what I stumbled upon at lunch today?

Right across the street from my building.

That just so happened to be giving away to the first ONE THOUSAND customers for FREE any one of their cupcakes. . .

I stood in the long line waiting for my delectible delight. . .

and as the line was shuffling into the shop I had my picture taken with this nice employee. . .

Once inside I was immediately in LOVE with their SNOCAP Cupcake. . .


Thank you CRUMBS BAKE SHOP for coming to our City.

that you are across the street from me and my pants is a pity

"Are you always this tender?"

the mammogram technician inquired.

She continued with "You were uncomfortable just having me place your breast on the machine. I will have to note this on your record."

Not one liking people to see me physically weak, when she moved to my right side, I stood stoic, no grimaces of pain, no flinching.

"Well that one didn't seem as tender." she commented.

Seriously, TENDER?

For the record, I am usually not tender, but then I USUALLY don't have someone grabbing my boobs, pulling them onto a torturous contraption and having them smashed until they are thisclose to popping!!

i was in so much pain around i should have been hopping

"I want this to be. . .

a most excellent adventure for you. I want you to be safe, make good choices while remembering what I have taught you, learn about life and then come home!!" I tearfully said to my 20 year-old daughter this morning as she left for the long drive east towards the coast for love and life anew.

reminding her that wherever you go you take you

A Re-Posting from a Christmas Past...

Taking a break on the edge of the Eve...


to breathe in the trueness of this season and I think that this says a lot:

Are You Rich Enough For Christmas?

Are you rich enough for Christmas?
Is it tied to what you earn?
Do you feel that lavish spending
Heeds its meaning in return?
Does the money you will spend here
Spell your holiday concern?
Let's hope not!
But when friends will warmly greet you
With your same response in turn,
And your family gathers 'round you
Showing love and joy to burn,
That is all the riches needed...
That is all you need to learn.

R. Williams

R. Williams is a seasoned poet...whose work has never been shared outside of his circle of family and friends....I believe it deserves to be heard by more than a few.

anyone know an agent or two

pRESENTly disappointed

A REPOSTING from two years ago...

“There is that STUPID clock! I thought it was a guitar!” my 20 year-old son recently said upon seeing this picture...

Obviously it didn’t matter that he got a PILE of presents (SPOILED BRAT), he only remembers that he got a clock, instead of some lusted-after-but-never-divulged-to-me guitar.

Which made me think about my Christmases of past – Was I ever expecting something "special" and instead got something “dumb”?

And I am talking about childhood Christmases....because for sure we have all been disappointed as adults with a Christmas gift(picture frame with a clock in it).

The good news is...I can’t remember any disappointing presents from my childhood and remember with joy one very special present - my Kenner Easy Bake Oven – turquoise blue...

it gave me and my sisters hours, upon hours on our bedroom floor...creating masterpieces of culinary delight - cakes, pies, cookies and muffins....speaking of muffins...oh, never mind.

Last week at bible study, we were discussing how Christmas should be about simplicity, just like the first Christmas that we are celebrating.

At that study, a women stood up and shared - she spoke of the first ten Christmases of her life, her family being extremely poor - she and her siblings’ Christmas gifts were simple brown bags containing just three items – an orange, an apple and a peppermint stick.

Most children these days would view that as 10 sad Christmases....she recalled them as being MAGICAL!

So to my family, my friends and my blog buddies near and far...

my wish to you is for a Simplistically, Magical Christmas...

filled with just three items - faith, family and friends!

and the hope it never ends