Not the end of the blog, the end of the year. Other than a time to reflect, I've always wondered what the signficance was about the turning of a calendar page. I suppose we do need markers to tell us to look back over the paths recently taken.
That is such a human thing-the reflection. Greta is not reflecting over her surgery she had in January, or last minute rescue from a life of puppy mill bondage. She's out barking at the squirrels and defending the manor against maurading mastiffs.
But, I am a human, not a dog, so I will reflect a bit. Just not now, I don't feel particulary reflective. This past year has been a wild ride-in years past I would cheer the passing of such a year. But in my old age, I know know that the turning of a calendar page means nothing more than a marker-change and new hope come from within.
Farewell 2007, you taught me much.
Happy New Year to you all-I'm looking forward to sharing our next round of adventures.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Sunday, December 30, 2007
A link to a link
POIDOGZ: Beam Me Up Scotty: In the beginnng
Posted this on the wrong blog. Even in cyberspace I still get lost sometimes.
Posted this on the wrong blog. Even in cyberspace I still get lost sometimes.
The Red Cowgirl Boots
I bought a pair of red cowgirl boots at a thrift store. I was originally going to make a planter out of one, and a wine cooler out of the other. Then I thought, two wine coolers, and use one as a hostess gift for a horsey event I'm attending. THEN, I thought, a very unique western style aroma diffuser.....THEN...needless to say, there are only two boots and so many ideas.
But, I bought some leather belts at the thrift store to make handles for the wine cooler if that's what I decide to do. And some foot tree things to keep the front of the boot shaped no matter what I do with the shaft.
I'm going to let the ideas ferment, and on New Year's Day I will create something with my leather boots. In fact, New Year's day is going to be all about creating, that's how I want to spend it-not avoiding cleaning or chores or whatever, just creating and playing with my dogs. Happy New Year to Me!
But, I bought some leather belts at the thrift store to make handles for the wine cooler if that's what I decide to do. And some foot tree things to keep the front of the boot shaped no matter what I do with the shaft.
I'm going to let the ideas ferment, and on New Year's Day I will create something with my leather boots. In fact, New Year's day is going to be all about creating, that's how I want to spend it-not avoiding cleaning or chores or whatever, just creating and playing with my dogs. Happy New Year to Me!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Do I have SAD?
That sounds like a Dr. Suess Book. I have SAD. SAD SAD SAD. It could be bad, oh yes, very bad.
SAD is probably no laughing matter, and I probably have it. But I already take Prozac, and I have a natural light lamp I need to hook up for the prescribed minutes of the day and see if that makes things better. Wouldn't it be great if it worked?
If not, I suppose I'll have to head out to the Caribbean in order to recover my good mood. Hey, maybe SAD aint so bad....
SAD is probably no laughing matter, and I probably have it. But I already take Prozac, and I have a natural light lamp I need to hook up for the prescribed minutes of the day and see if that makes things better. Wouldn't it be great if it worked?
If not, I suppose I'll have to head out to the Caribbean in order to recover my good mood. Hey, maybe SAD aint so bad....
Friday, December 28, 2007
Love Soap
Say it slowly .....Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuve Soap. A friend sent me some Love Soap for Christmas. I'm supposed to soap myself off daily, saying the affirmation for love while I do. In 60 days, my soul mate will be here.
I can't try the soap just now because I'm going to Florida and I don't really want to carry a used bar of soap with me, and heaven only knows what I'd get with a 10 day interruption in my soaping routine. (Maybe I'd just get laid.....hmmmmm)
No, I must be strong and work the mojo of the love soap according to the instructions. But today, for some reason, I'm having a big old time just saying Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuve Soap.
I can't try the soap just now because I'm going to Florida and I don't really want to carry a used bar of soap with me, and heaven only knows what I'd get with a 10 day interruption in my soaping routine. (Maybe I'd just get laid.....hmmmmm)
No, I must be strong and work the mojo of the love soap according to the instructions. But today, for some reason, I'm having a big old time just saying Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuve Soap.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
The open road...
Or at least the road to Muskogee, beckons. I am taking my Mom and my Aunt to see their cousin or niece or aunt who is the same age or a little older than they are. I don't quite get it, but my Grandfather had grown kids when he married my Grandma Effie and had a new batch of kids, so some odd combos have resulted. (uh, including me I guess)
Aunt Rita (as I know this woman) is outspoken, a very talented artist, and dabbles in animal husbandry, including exoitc chickens and parrots. Needless to say I've always liked her. When she lived in OKC, her neighbors had horses, so I spent most of the visits to her in the backyard petting the horses and Rita's Pomeranian. For all I really know, she could be a talented ax murderer, but I liked her dogs, therefore I liked her.
Aunt Rita (as I know this woman) is outspoken, a very talented artist, and dabbles in animal husbandry, including exoitc chickens and parrots. Needless to say I've always liked her. When she lived in OKC, her neighbors had horses, so I spent most of the visits to her in the backyard petting the horses and Rita's Pomeranian. For all I really know, she could be a talented ax murderer, but I liked her dogs, therefore I liked her.
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