Thursday, February 14, 2013

Heaven on Earth

I was in California not too long ago, visiting my Mom.  One afternoon, the day before I left to return home, I had to go into Laguna Beach for something.  I parked on PCH (Pacific Coast Highway) in the only parking spot I could find, which turned out to be right in front of this place:
Madison Square & Garden Center
A Cafe and Garden Shop



Unfortunately, it was a Tuesday.  The ONLY DAY OF THE WEEK THEY ARE CLOSED.  Really?  Tuesday? I was returning home the next day so I never had a chance to go back.  But I will.  Oh, I will.
Oh - and Happy Valentines Day!

Monday, February 11, 2013

I'm in your pocket...

Seriously.  I like February.  It's my birthday month and I'm one of those (apparently) odd people who likes to celebrate my birthday.  Even as I get older and sometimes would like to forget how many birthdays I've had, I find my birthday to be a time to reflect on and celebrate how incredibly wonderful a life I've had and how much I have to look forward to. Sounds kind of corny, I know.  But all true.

This February I've had an additional thing to look forward to:

It's a drawing of John Lennon  and Yoko Ono, with the lyrics from the song "Yes, I'm Your Angel" that say "I'm in your pocket, you're in my locket"

This is the February page from a calendar that my youngest lovey gave me at Christmas.  It has a separate page for each month, with a drawing of a Rock-n-Roll icon, along with lyrics to one of his or her songs.  February has John Lennon - one of my personal heros. Seems somehow fitting.

I love this calendar so much that I really wanted to highlight it in my kitchen.  It has to be changed out each month, so I didn't want to frame it under glass or anything that would be a pain or too time consuming. I finally decided to just paint a frame right on the wall and hang the calendar page with big, round thumbtacks.  I love how it turned out and it's really easy to change out.  What do you think?

Of course, come next year I will have to find another calendar the exact same size!

Friday, February 8, 2013

Thelma grows up. And up. And UP. Oh. She is huge.

As promised in the title, I do have some pictures of Thelma. And as promised in the title, She. Is. Huge. But first I feel like I have some 'splaining to do.  It's been over two months since I last posted (and that sentence brought back memories of going to Saturday afternoon confession at the Catholic church when I was a kid. "father it has been one week since my last confession..." but, thats a whole 'nother story).  I've been busy, sure.  Who isn't, right? I'm not that busy.  And some things have happened (the holidays, my oldest lovey got engaged, my oldest lovey moved to Austin to be with her sweetheart, lots of other things!) that I could've posted about.  But I just didn't feel like it. That is my only excuse and it will just have to do, I guess.  I've tried to read all of my "regular" blogs on a daily basis and I've sometimes posted comments, so you all know I'm still around, right? And you all have carried on beautifully!!

But now, with no further ado, I present Thelma at eight months old:

She is asleep.  She sleeps like this all the time, usually in the middle of the room.

We got her spayed at about 5 months old (in the hopes of finding her a home - hahaha!) and she immediately started gaining weight and has not stopped. Thankfully she is spayed or I would think she is pregnant.  She is now as tall as Jack, and I suspect she weighs more than he does (15 or so pounds, maybe?).  She is bigger than Louise now (and I'm pretty sure she is not done yet). Louise still wants nothing to do with her, but Thelma keeps trying.  Every day.

Remember when she looked like this?

Yeah, me too.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012


Fall started out beautifully.  It stayed warm well into October and the trees all started their magical transformations into explosions of color.  Then Sandy passed by and brought...winter. Cold nights and mornings and lots of rain, so that we only got to enjoy the beautiful leaves for a short time before the rain and wind tore most of them from the branches and left them on the ground. And the acorns! Millions - maybe billions - of them everywhere.  I've been told that the older, wiser, locals say that lots of acorns in the fall mean a cold winter.  *Sigh* I'm glad I got a new pair of boots!

We'll be enjoying Thanksgiving a new way this year.  Both girls work in retail, so both have only the one day - Thursday - off (and the way things seem to be going, next year they might not even get that.  People: don't shop on Thanksgiving Day!).  That means the one in Brooklyn can't come home at all.  The other one is in Raleigh, 2 hours away, and since we have four days off and she only has the one, we decided to go to Raleigh for Thanksgiving, and go out for dinner.  This will be a new experience for all of us.  While I will miss the cooking, (honestly! I love cooking Thanksgiving dinner) I am so profoundly grateful that I have so much good and happiness in my life, starting with two beautiful daughters and a bf who cherishes me and I him. And I can't forget Jack, Louise, Thelma, and my wonderful family in California (all of whom I miss more than usual on the holidays).  

I wish you all good cheer and I hope the holidays find you happy and healthy.

Monday, October 29, 2012

flowers in the house time!

Once again it's time for Jane's ( Flowers In The House party!

This past Thursday I had a work related party to attend, and I brought this home with me:

A wooden box filled with Hydrangeas, beautiful red Roses, orange & red Gerber Daisies, mini Mums, and even an artichoke!

On a different note, I also did this last week:

Have you voted yet?  It's something I take very seriously.  I take the time to research who and what I vote for.  Sometimes that's time consuming, but very worth it, I think.  I used to take the girls with me, when they were little.  They loved it and they are now committed, responsible voters, too.

So, if you haven't already, GO VOTE.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012


Thelma apparently can now jump up to the top of the washing machine.  She is honing her dryer ball killing skills.  Nothing is safe.