Still taking a break

I'm taking a bit of a break-still drawing, still taking pictures, but working more this week on doing things than talking about doing them if that makes sense.

Briefly
1. Motorcycle is safely in the garage (Honda Shadow 750CC)
2. The hole in my trailer is being fixed by the storage place (haven't even taken a trip yet....ggrrrrr).
3. Prissy has a class tonight
4. Bitty is being put down tomorrow and I am surprisingly emotional about that.

Ok, maybe we'll talk about number 4 a bit. Bitty is a dog I basically brought here to die, to live out her days. She's had a nice few months but is failing to the point it's cruel to keep her around. I knew what I was getting in to when I brought her home, but I am surprised at how bad losing her makes me feel. She really is a dear old soul.

I have no regrets about the time or money I've spent with and on her. I usually keep the dogs on the other blog, but I would urge anyone who can to consider opening their home up to an older dog.

I feel awful

I'm taking Mom to see her sister today. We are going to drive out the country, swim in the pool and I have no idea why I'm dreading it so. Probably because they will ask me what I've been up to, and if I were honest I'd say "sitting on my ass feeling bad for the most part", but then they'd want to fix it.

I have a new snake coming....can't really talk about that. Momma Gerbil died-but the gerbils are snake food. I get my new motorcycle tomorrow-bad topic. I've been writing, but I don't like to talk about what I'm writing at the moment, so I don't bring it up. Ahhh hah! I went to see Get Smart the other day with friends. I liked it.

And Prissy had a melt down in dog class-another funny story to tell. Let's see, I'm taking Greta and Oliver to a doggy playgroup next week. Now I'm on a roll!

I really do need to get out more, and I'm making myself go today because Mom is looking forward to it. Note to the world: When someone has been reclusive, do NOT lecture them on it the first time they stick their head out the door. It's counterproductive.

Little things around the house

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad-both married one time, only to each other. I'm not going to debate the pluses and minuses of that-just celebrate the fact that it is. This was last year right before Mom's first ever train ride.

I will ponder for a moment how the world has changed. By the time their parent's died they (their parents) had trouble recognizing what the world had become, and now the same is becoming true for them, as it will be for me I'm sure. In times past, change was slower, and a person could live a lifetime learning about the world around them with the certainty that it wouldn't suddenly be completely different.

At 47, my mind still boggles at two people who came together as adults and who have been a couple since before I was born. Because it is not something I will experience in this lifetime, it is very hard for me to wrap my head around. I usually run out of something to say around Sunday morning of a long weekend. 56 years-I can't imagine it-it's more than I have experienced-it's beyond me.

Like it or not, our parent's shape us throughout our lives, either with what they did or they didn't do, whether we emulate them or rebel against them. What a powerful force that is on someone's life, yet I bet they had no idea when they were busy creating my brother and I.

Not that anyone does.

Surrender

Surrender does not mean giving up or giving in, selling out or running off. It just means seeing what is, and understanding that naming what is now does not mean you can also name what will be. Now is, future may be. I am, but only as I am now, not as I was, and not yet what I will be. You?

Animal Wednesday

This is a duck that Dottie and I saw when we went camping a few years ago. The duck actually waddled up on land and Dottie chased him back into the water, to her great delight.

Focusing on the Wrong Thing?

Sometimes we are so busy looking at the grass we miss the cute dog scratching himself.