Tuesday, March 31, 2009

just take a deep breath and relax.

back from the dentist. had my teeth cleaned and the broken tooth looked at. yes, a crown is needed BUT, surprise, i need another crown on the opposite side of my mouth and this one's an upper. PHOOEY(that's a big eff'n phooey!)

didn't even remember to ask the cost. i know it's going to be quite a bit, but it has to be done.

the really sad and aggravating think is that i have always taken very very good care of my teeth. it's the osteoporosis caused by the NF1. pisses me off but it could be worse. lots of folks that i know have it worse. so, after a teeny pity party for myself i'll be fine. just needed to vent. thanks.
There's a woman in jail in Escanaba, Michigan, United States of America.

She's in jail because she's poor -- too poor to pay her creditor.

Who is her creditor?

Her creditor is the court who says that she is liable for $104 for the monthly cost of incarcerating her 16 year-old son who is in a juvenile detention facility.

The woman is Ms. Nowlin. She was laid off from work, lost her home and is destitute. She survives by living with friends (along with her 14 year-old son) and picking up work when she can get it. She is $17,000 in debt and what money she can earn is garnished.

When Ms. Nowlin could not pay the $104 she was sentenced to 30 days in jail. She was denied a court appointed attorney.

She was given a day of work release three days after she was incarcerated so that she could pick up a paycheck for $178.53. She intended to pay the $104 with that paycheck.

However, the jail officials where she was imprisoned forced her to sign the check over to them to to pay for her "room and board."

When the 30 days of her current sentence are up she will be right back where she started -- unable to pay for the next 30 day stay for her son and able to be sentenced again...

please go read the rest of maria's post at 2 political junkies


this is max's pathetic look.
he gets up on the couch and tries to blend in with the pillow whenever he sees me ready to leave.
Eating Poetry

by Mark Strand

Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.

The librarian does not believe what she sees.
Her eyes are sad
and she walks with her hands in her dress.

The poems are gone.
The light is dim.
The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.

Their eyeballs roll,
their blond legs burn like brush.
The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.

She does not understand.
When I get on my knees and lick her hand,
she screams.

I am a new man.
I snarl at her and bark.
I romp with joy in the bookish dark.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Your result for True Colors Test - A Self Inventory...

NF - Idealist (Blue)

Congratulations! You are the IDEALIST.

First, the bad news. On any given bad day you're probably going to get emotional and wound up. People often think of you as naive and overly-trusting. You have a tendency to be affectionate, which many may be smothered by. You're probably also a talker, making sure to let everyone know about your feelings. This probably annoys people. You probably cry at movies, which is fine if they are those kind of movies. You, on the other hand, may cry at -most- movies. Wearing your emotions on your sleeves is not always a good thing. You're also probably a bit of a pussy, but that's okay, the world needs peace-makers.

Now that we've got that out of the way, on to the good news.. You're probably the nicest person you know. Always going out of your way to help friends and strangers alike, you're a very compassionate and giving individual. You are idealistic, and perhaps live in your head a bit more than reality. You've probably been accused of seeing the world through rose colored glasses, and you're not at all put off by that. You are an excellent communicator, and most of the time people know how you're feeling. Your nurturing tendencies make it easy for your to attract and maintain friends. You're also probably a bit of a romantic, and people like that you are and upbeat and expressive person.

Idealist Traits:

  • Relates well with others

  • Friendly

  • Optimistic

  • Peace-maker/mediator

  • sensitive to others

  • Empathetic

  • Imaginitive

  • Inspirational

  • Animated

  • Expressive

  • Persuasive

  • Enthusiastic

  • team-player

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is it soup yet?

yes, why yes it is!

potato soup, biscuits and salad for dinner tonight.

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there is a frosting of SNOW on the roof! phooey!

went to my meeting yesterday. have a stack of essays to read and decide on.
other than that, just another monday.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

i had my lights out. not that it mattered much to me. i went out to dinner tonight(early) and had gnocchi, which that alone would be enough to make me sleepy but i also had something called a mudslide martini. it's vodka,baileys and dark creme de cocoa? (they were listed)
anyway, i came home(no, i didn't drive)i went right to sleep on the couch. 3 hours!!!

i bought on of those epi-things, you know, those little rotating tweezer jobs.

i got it for my armpits(yes, we all have them) because i was tired of bleeding.

the damn little thing works very well but it does sting. they say it gets easier and less uncomfortable over time. i can live with that because i am just awful with a razor.

see? isn't my saturday just so much better and earth shattering than yours?? ; )

Your Intrapersonal Intelligence Score: 77%

Your Intrapersonal Intelligence is High

You have a great understanding of who you are, and your place in the world.

You know what path you're on. And you are excited about your future.

You're always deepening your inner knowledge and introspection. And enjoying it every step of the way.

bright and sunny. i saw an earthworm on the street. definite
signs of spring! max investigated but decided that worms were not tasty.
i'm surprised given all that max does think are just delicious!

Friday, March 27, 2009

well another friday night.

funny how some are better than others.

this one...

have fun babies, go out and have a ball!
curious about where the BIG money has been going????

the poem below is the 1st. i've written in quite some time.
if anyone would have the time to let me know if they like it and what it says to them i'd be grateful. i submitted it to my group for c&c (comments and critique) but i'd also love to have any input here. thanks

cherry or strawberry?

nailing jello to a tree
thought about that on and

off most of last night


i suppose you could cheat and nail the box but that's
like nailing that wiggling mass up good

OR you could not stir it up real good
so it gets that
slick neon

that might hold
but would it be fair? i mean while
every one's saying that such and such is like
trying to sort of crucify a
to a tree

you'd be laughing.

i thought about that
on and off all last night
with the
my fist
i was out this morning, in the fog, with max.

we could hear the canadian geese way before we could see them because of the heavy fog

well, they were REALLY low flying. right over our heads. canadian geese are BIG.

thankfully, they did not poop!
fog, fog, everywhere!can't see the street or the trees behind the house.

makes my bones sing off key.
Subject: Fwd: Doctor's Office Visit
> This is so true!
> They always ask at
> the doctor's office why you are
> there, and you have to answer in front of
> others what's wrong and
> sometimes it is embarrassing.
> There's nothing worse than a
> receptionist who insists you tell her
> what is wrong with you in a room full
> of other patients. Many of us
> have experienced this, and I love the way this
> old guy handled it.
> An 86-year-old man walked into a crowded waiting room
> and approached
> the desk. The receptionist said, 'Hello, sir. Can you
> please
> tell me
> why you're here to see the doctor today?'
> 'There's something
> wrong with my dick,' he replied.
> The receptionist became irritated and
> said, 'You shouldn't come into a
> crowded waiting room and say things like
> that.'
> 'Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told
> you,' he
> said.
> The receptionist replied, 'Now you've caused some
> embarrassment
> in
> this room full of people. You should have said there is
> something
> wrong
> with your ear or something and discussed the problem
> further
> with the doctor
> in private.'
> The man replied, 'You shouldn't ask people
> questions in a
> room full of
> strangers, if the answer could embarrass anyone.' The
> man walked
> out,
> waited several minutes and then re-entered .
> The receptionist
> smiled smugly and asked, 'Yes?'
> 'There's something wrong with my ear,' he
> stated.
> The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he
> had
> taken
> her advice. 'And what is wrong with your ear,
> sir?'
> 'I can't
> piss out of it,' he replied.
> The waiting room erupted in
> laughter.
> Mess with seniors and you're gonna lose

Thursday, March 26, 2009

nighty nite babies.

it's pouring here so enjoy this instead of looking at the skies.
oh please check this out:

o.k. i splurged. i saved and bought myself a pricey pair of sunglasses(tho NOT the ones i saw for a few hundred dollars, get real people)

the drugstore ones kept breaking and the one other good pair that i got from my daughter held up for YEARS until i really messed up the one lens.

so here i am. do i look like i belong in a beemer or an asylum!!?? ; )

bob this morning. both cats are happy i put away the down quilt. they prefer this.
oh, by the way, once again, a plug:

if you like pictures like the one below, or most of the other's on my blog go to the
allposters site. they really are the best!

rainy and grey, but not too much of a chill. just having a little trouble getting started.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Mad Girl's Love Song

by Sylvia Plath

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

if the lump in my bed looks suspiciously like bob, well, it is bob.

this is what happens when i make my bed after washing the sheets and having them warm from the dryer.

both bob AND layla were making things challenging, but after plopping layla on the floor twice, she got the hint.

bob, well, bob is just

it's going to rain later and i can feel it coming. we need it tho. we are in a brush fire warning now.

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Tuesday, March 24, 2009

not sure which super hero me i like best.

yes, i'm at it again. beware!

Lyrics: Bob Dylan

- Love Sick lyrics

Album: Time Out Of Mind

I'm walking,
Through streets that are dead
Walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired
My brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping
Did I,
Hear someone tell a lie
Did I,
Hear someone's distant cry
I spoke like a child
You destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleeping
I'm sick of love
That I'm in the thick of it
This kind of love
I'm so sick of it
I see,
I see lovers in the meadow

I see,
I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them 'til they're gone
And they leave me hangin' on
To a shadow
I'm sick of love
I hear the clock tick
This kind of love
I'm lovesick
The silence can be like thunder
I wanna take to the road of plunder
Could you ever be true?
I think of you and I wonder
I'm sick of love
I wish I'd never met you
I'm sick of love
I'm tryin' to forget you
Just don't know what to do
I'd give anything to be with you

got this from taking a facebook quiz. supposed to be my 2009 song.
i had never heard of them but fb must be onto something because i really do like it!
i am going to try something. i'm opening up the comments so that having a google account isn't necessary. i'll see how it goes.

up and dressed. it's a start!

Monday, March 23, 2009

nighty nite, i'm off to prowl.

To Benefit Neurofibromatosis

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Doors Open 1:00 p.m. – Auction 2:00 – 5:00 p.m.

Salem Lutheran Church
1530 Battery Ave.

Baltimore, MD 21230

(Corner of Battery Ave. & Randall St.)

( Across from Riverside Park)

Bring your family, friends, quarters and an appetite for an afternoon of fun! $3 entrance fee gives you your number for the auction. Bid on gift certificates, toys and other items. Representatives from Pampered Chef, Tastefully Simple, Tupperware and other enterprises will be there as well with items to bid on. Lunch and snacks will be available for purchase. Monies raised at this event will go toward NF research and Camp New Friends!

Call to reserve your seat at the auction:

Carole Ludtke 410- 727-3054


Stacie Glover 410-778-3821

Neurofibromatosis, Inc.-Mid-Atlantic



8855 Annapolis Road, Ste. 110

Lanham, MD 20706

Tel: 301-577-8984

Fax: 301-577-0016

Toll-Free: 1-866-261-1271

Website: www.nfmidatlantic.org

Email: info@nfmidatlantic.org

i truly wish i were better at these evil little things called computers!

China: Baby Born With Defects Every 30 Seconds Due to Pollution

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from jonathan turley's blog:

In an incredible act, the South African government has barred the Dalai Lama from an International Peace Conference — knuckling under to pressure from China. The very people that once fought efforts to silence Nelson Mandela and Desmond Tutu are now silencing a Noble Prize winner and international voice of peace because they do not want to insult China.

Thabo Masebe, spokesman for President Kgalema Motlanthe, said that it was inconvenient to allow the Dalai Lama to be heard at the conference, which would be “the source of negative publicity about China.” As if it needed to be added, Masebe stressed “We do value our relationship with China.” China is one of South Africa’s biggest trade partners.

Fellow Nobel Laureate Archbishop Desmond Tutu and members of the Nobel Committee canceled plans to participate in Friday’s conference in protest.

The shameful act will leave an indelible stain on South Africa’s reputation and tarnish its own history in fighting repression. I cannot imagine that any reputable academic or NGO would go participate in such a conference...
Son of Famous Poet Commits Suicide AP

posted: 39 MINUTES AGO

FAIRBANKS, Alaska (March 23) - Nicholas Hughes, the son of poet Sylvia Plath, has killed himself, 46 years after his mother committed suicide and almost 40 years to the day after his stepmother, Assia Wevill, did the same. He was 47...

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making

my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avaunt garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .... I will.

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.
But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers,
or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and
compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their
hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore.
I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever,
but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be... And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).

me-got this just now in an e-mail and it came at exactly the right moment. so, i'm passing it on, maybe you might need it too.

Local Man Livid That The Vernal Equinox Isn’t What It Used To Be

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

took a box and 2 bags of books to 1/2 priced books and turned them in. i used the money to help buy myself a really great cookbook, 2 poetry books and a really interesting and fun book on the naughty bits of the bible.

the cookbook is called, THE RED HAT SOCIETY COOKBOOK, and is one of the best cookbooks i've bought in a long time. i spent last night reading thru it. i read cookbooks like some read novels.

the poetry books are by nikki giovanni(a fav of mine) and ed ochester.

the book on the bible is called, THE UNCENSORED BIBLE. it is well researched and explains the hebrew meanings of words and phrases and it shows that the original hebrew is quite confusing to the scholar, let alone, the layperson.

who knew that the word, "feet" as in your foot, could have so many different meanings???? the book is witty and gives one a pause for thought. in other words, it's NOT a dirty book but i'll bet it would ruffle a few fundamentalist feathers.

anyway, i am enjoying them all.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

just a little saturday relaxation below:
she makes it very easy to understand:

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91 countries(darn, i missed 1)
don't people think we know how to READ? the 1st amendment isn't that long you know.

cold but the sun is trying to shine.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Good friends are like stars.

You don't always see them but you always know they are there.


yes babies it's "THE ATTACK OF THE BLOGTHINGYS!!!"

The Movie Of Your Life Is Film Noir

So what if you're a little nihilistic at times?

Life with meaning is highly over-rated.

Your best movie matches: Sin City, L. A. Confidential, Blade Runner

Your Famous Movie Kiss is from The Princess Bride

"This is true love - you think this happens every day?"

You Are a Bay

You are a blissful, peaceful person. Some might call you spiritual.

You are easy-going and tranquil. You take solace in life's sweet moments.

You are sentimental and open-hearted. You love many people, places, and things.

You try to live an enlightened life. You are benevolent, noble, and intuitive.

good place to check out where the money is going.

i love neruda

Walking Around

by Pablo Neruda

It so happens I am sick of being a man.
And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie
dried up, waterproof, like a swan made of felt
steering my way in a water of wombs and ashes.

The smell of barbershops makes me break into hoarse
The only thing I want is to lie still like stones or wool.
The only thing I want is to see no more stores, no gardens,
no more goods, no spectacles, no elevators.

It so happens that I am sick of my feet and my nails
and my hair and my shadow.
It so happens I am sick of being a man.

Still it would be marvelous
to terrify a law clerk with a cut lily,
or kill a nun with a blow on the ear.
It would be great
to go through the streets with a green knife
letting out yells until I died of the cold.

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark,
insecure, stretched out, shivering with sleep,
going on down, into the moist guts of the earth,
taking in and thinking, eating every day.

I don't want so much misery.
I don't want to go on as a root and a tomb,
alone under the ground, a warehouse with corpses,
half frozen, dying of grief.

That's why Monday, when it sees me coming
with my convict face, blazes up like gasoline,
and it howls on its way like a wounded wheel,
and leaves tracks full of warm blood leading toward the

And it pushes me into certain corners, into some moist
into hospitals where the bones fly out the window,
into shoeshops that smell like vinegar,
and certain streets hideous as cracks in the skin.

There are sulphur-colored birds, and hideous intestines
hanging over the doors of houses that I hate,
and there are false teeth forgotten in a coffeepot,
there are mirrors
that ought to have wept from shame and terror,
there are umbrellas everywhere, and venoms, and umbilical

I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes,
my rage, forgetting everything,
I walk by, going through office buildings and orthopedic
and courtyards with washing hanging from the line:
underwear, towels and shirts from which slow
dirty tears are falling.

Wee Mousie's Cinema Burlesque: March 20, 2009

Wee Mousie's Cinema Burlesque: March 20, 2009
cold today. phooey.
it's an awful anniversary. please go see the post that my friend has up at the peace tree. it's a tribute in photos to our wounded vets. thanks.

The Photography of Timothy Greenfield Sanders
by Pagan Sphinx


'Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl'.
The priest asks, 'Is that you, little Joey Pagano ?' *'Yes, Father, it
is.'* *
'And who was the girl you were with?'
'I can't tell you, Father, I don't want to ruin her reputation'
Well, Joey, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later so you may as
well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?'
'I cannot say.'
'Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?'
'I'll never tell.'
'Was it Nina Capelli?'
'I'm sorry, but I cannot name her.'
'Was it Cathy Piriano?'
'My lips are sealed.'
'Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?'
'Please, Father, I cannot tell you.'*

The priest sighs in frustration. 'You're very tight lipped, and I admire
that. But you've sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy
now for 4 months. Now you go and behave yourself.'*

Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and
whispers, 'What'd you get?'*

'Four months vacation and five good leads.*

(today's joke from a very VERY catholic friend of mine)

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today is

won't you be my neighbor day

everyone's supposed to wear a mr. rogers type sweater.

i don't have one but my heart's in it!
happy spring.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

got tired of feeling dumb today and over my head and so i spent a good 15 minutes just deleting mail from my accounts that i should have gotten round to the past few days. over 400.

there are days when i wonder about the egos of people.
i guess today is just one of my down days. everyone has them,

but my latent catholic guilt makes me feel bad for even daring to HAVE a down day.

see you tomorrow.
To The Whore Who Took My Poems

by Charles Bukowski

some say we should keep personal remorse from the
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus;
twelve poems gone and I don't keep carbons and you have
paintings too, my best ones; its stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn't you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I'm not Shakespeare
but sometime simply
there won't be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there'll always be mony and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
i love wee mousie's blog!
the sun's out. i'm making haluski(noodles and cabbage) for dinner.
now, if it was on the Dalai Lama i'd be right there watching. i admire that man quite a bit!

got this in my mail.
i love this store. great things and the nicest owners!

(i don't go often because i swear i'd buy the place out if i could)

drop in and say hello and check out everything.


I can’t help but say “Happy Spring”! The days are getting longer and considerably warmer

(may it continue J).

I just wanted to send out a reminder that this coming Saturday, March 21st, (the first full day of Spring) we will be holding our seasonal Spring OPEN HOUSE . In addition we will be celebrating our First Year Anniversary, here in Allison Park, PA.

We welcome you to enjoy an afternoon of fun which includes….

v A festive assortment of seasonal snacks & beverages.

v Meet the various therapists, practitioners and teachers who work through the facility.

v Take a chance at winning SPRING TIDES’ Spring Gift Basket!

v Peruse our enhanced product-lines including our new Statuary lines of Faeries, Angels, Sacred Statues & MORE.

v The Sacred Sages and Smudging Materials are in full stock for this season of Spring-Cleaning. Come and see our assortment of Smudge Wands, Smoke-less Smudge Misters, Beautiful Abalone Burning Shells, Soapstone Burning Bowls, Various Loose Smudge Resins and Herbs, Fresh Sweet Grass Braids and more!

v SPRING TIDES Handmade Organic Soy Candles are in stock for the Spring too. Choose from Lilac, Lily of the Valley, Heather, Kabala & Aphrodite’s Dream, in addition to our Aroma-Smudge line and Organic Soy Lotion Candles for that added touch. J

v Life In Balance will be performing their Spring Equinox Sound Session of Balance. From 1pm-2:30pm. What a perfect day to open yourself up to the healing modality of sound, in this wonderful sound balancing of Mind, Body & Spirit! Call for reservations today. Cost is only $15 per person. A performance that is well worth it!

v We will be having a complimentary viewing of Deepak Chopra’s THE SEVEN SPIRITUAL LAWS OF SUCCESS following LIB. This show will begin at 3:45pm for anyone who would like to stick around and tune in. J

We hope to see you this weekend as we celebrate the Tide of Spring @ SPRING TIDES!

Bright Blessings,

K. Daimon Goga


Orion Generations wellness Center

4361 William Flynn Hwy (Route 8)

Allison Park, PA 15101


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89 countries!!!!
hey, looks like the sun is peeking out!
been in the house for a week now. it will feel odd tonight no pool league to go and talk to my buddies there. hi guys!
up and showered and everyone is fed!

put some cheese in max's "kong ball" and he's happily making a mess.

i'm on facebook now, so i popped on over there and checked things out. i was just on there a few days when they changed the format and now i'm totally confused.

light rain here and i'm just feeling like a rusty hinge. but no snow, so...

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

just gave max a much needed bath. the guys in the heavy equipment never did come back but 3 neighbors got out their leaf blowers and almost made up for the truck.

my one neighbor's crocus are blooming but i'm a little nervous that since she uncovered them from their blanket of last fall's oak leaves that they will wilt a little. night time temps the end of the week are in the high 20's.

i think i'll start next week if the weather holds up.

got this at kona's.
the one really perfect day and what do i get while listening to the hawks and the other sounds of nature???

a big ole machine in my back yard spraying some crap all over the cut from the sewer pipe. i guess it's grass seed and godknowswhat!!!

i had EVERY intention of being a whirlwind of activity today.

but instead, i'm just a sort of a bubble on a soft breath.
i truly have tears running down my face from laughing at the
daily show clip below.
sunny morning. nothing much going on.
peaceful-i like it!