Flashback Friday

What about that word

No, no, not one of the bad words that now we say with only a letter. The N word, the L word, the F word. No, the word I'm thinking about is a good word. It's my word.

This goes back to this post . I had wondered what my word was as I had totally forgotten it. Maybe, I considered, I had internalized the word. Maybe I just forgot. But in any case, the wooden word just reappeared as I continue to clean out papers and so many unnecessary items round here. It's now hanging right behind me. I just have to change my perspective to

Wordless Wednesday

Old Houses Are NEVER Finished

While the man is away it's always a good time to get another project done. This is best as there's no one going up and down the stairs all day, and eating, and getting coffee and bathroom trips and various other meanderings. It doesn't interfere with MY day to day life, mostly. But if you want something to get done, and you need to shove things all about, it's best done when himself is not home.

He's never bothered about the cost, but he is bothered by the bother. He always says but ...There'll be so much moving to do! ha. I got it all done this morning. If there's one thing I'm good about it's shifting things. I like it too! It gives me a chance to see things in a new light. Right now I'm seeing an empty hallway - pre painting.

Then there is the really cracked section in the center of the house which became worse after the renovation. It's to be expected but it's going to disappear for a while at least.

Then there's the bathroom all full of stuff. Still perfectly usable unless you want to take a shower here!

Fortunately, the other member of the household is not bothered by the shifting of his facilities. I shoved him in to be sure he knew where it was. He's an old guy and tends to forget where and what a lot. I checked. He used it.


Let the painting begin!

Dishing the Week 11-15-09

OUTSIDE MY WINDOW which is open again! I can see the leaves still falling one by one. The red maple has finally burst into its deep dark red balanced by the green of the bamboo.


I AM HEARING the calming tick of the clock, cars and birds. The finches are back.

I AM WEARING my jammies. I may stay in them all day and not say one single word outloud.


I AM THINKING about a dream I had about a story of a boy and his garden written and illustrated by my friend Carol. The pages appeared to be grocery bags and it was all done with pencil sketches. Is that for 'me' to do rather than Carol???

I AM THANKFUL FOR all of it.


I AM CREATING my digital pages slowly now. The stories for Ali's class take time but thank God there are pre-designed layouts. Then there is Anna's class...I'm so glad I got Sharlah's tags done!


I AM GOING to find time to have lunch with friends this week.

I AM READING nothing special. None of the books from my stash seem to have much appeal. It's more movie time after a lot of computer time. That gives the eyes a break too.

I AM HOPING that I can get a good portion of the garden clean up done while Ann paints.

FROM THE KITCHEN shall come some food gifts. Cooking for others makes me happiest.


ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS is my time alone. Who'd a thunk it?

A FEW PLANS FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK. Color my hair, install SnowLeopard, work on the stacks of clutter in the studio, and continue emptying the middle room. Otherwise, go outside in the balmy air and finish weeding the driveway.