Saturday, February 10, 2018

In The Fullness of Time

It has been 4 years and 23 days since I have written in my blog. That's a really long time, huh? I wouldn't even have a clue where to start to catch you up with my life, so all will be revealed as it comes. Watch for surprises!

I am now in my 5th day of feeling really great physically and mentally, which is a state I don't often get to experience - and to get to feel this way 5 days in a row is magical! And some amazing things have happened the last few days that I'm going to tell you about so what is that, coincidence? Or the universe responding to a change in my attitude, which comes about because I feel so great? There are moments of an angry voice that wants to be heard: This is how you should feel all the time. This is what chronic fatigue syndrome has robbed you of for the past 10 years. But I can soothe it and let it  be calm. I refuse to let anything rob me of this feeling.

First thing that happened: On Wednesday I went back to water aerobics at the gym, my first time back since October when I went to Oklahoma to help mom with her knee surgery. I was standing in the pool waiting for class to start when I heard someone say Sherry? I looked over, and it was Natalie! Natalie is the mom of Hannah, who was Rachel's best friend since she was 3 years old at Kids R Kids. The girls did everything together up until either 4th or 5th grade, when Hannah decided to devote significant time to basketball, and their paths sort of grew apart then, but they remained close and in touch. Anyway, for years Natalie and I spent time together at school activities, girl scouts, parties, campouts, holidays, so many wonderful memories. Hannah has a twin brother, Matthew, and he was also involved in many of the things the girls did. Natalie and I never really did anything that didn't involve Rachel and the twins, but I certainly considered her a good friend. So I was so thrilled to see her at the gym! We had a short time to catch up on family news which was nice, and she says she is planning to come to class on Monday, Wednesday and  Friday, which is when I am planning to come as well, so we will have more chances to see each other. I will invite her to coffee or lunch or both.

Then Thursday, THIS fabulousness happened:

Well not that exactly LOL! What did happen is that I got to have lunch with this woman, who is Eveleena, the princess at Medieval Times, who is hugging David, my husband, here. I have known Eveleena "from afar" for all the time I've known David - he comes home and tells me things that happen at work, although I'm sure it's much abbreviated and does not include secrets promised to be kept! I have always had a tremendous respect and admiration for her - she totally embodies my own "living out loud" philosophy and I love that about her. So I was really really looking forward to lunch with her!  And it was as easy as you could possibly want - we talked like we'd always known each other. Of course, we had lots of subject matter regarding David, all good of course (winking at David) but it was easy to branch off and talk about anything else we wanted. Eveleena is as good at listening as she is at talking, she's honest, caring, open, thoughtful, intelligent, and I had a really good time. We ate at the Dandelion Cafe which I love but rarely get to go there. And we have to go out again, because I bought lunch this time so she has to buy next time so therefore there has to BE a next time, right? I hope she's as pleased with that prospect as I am!

Friday we had a visit from Rachel and Riley! The dogs were happy to see the people, and of course Riley and Luna played their hearts out! They do so many things to make us laugh, they certainly bring lots of joy!

Near the end of their visit, Eric brought out this branch he had cut off the tree. The dogs were in  heaven! Luna, on the right, had the sawed off end, which was a knot, and she made short work of chewing that into pulp. Riley on the left had the end that terminated in branches and she was chomping those things right off. They were so in heaven, so content! Eric commented that it looked like he should be able to pick up the stick and they would hang on like the weights on a barbell! But that's not gonna work, Riley weighs twice as much as Luna does.

The two girls hate to say goodbye to each other, but it wasn't too bad this time. Maybe because Riley gets to ride home in Rachel's wonderful new car and she loves where she rides! And Luna had Eric with her, and nothing is bad when Eric is there!

Luckie wanted to come out to play so badly! He stood looking out the sliding glass doors, and Eric had propped the patio door open so he could see Riley and Luna. He would not have lasted 2 seconds with them - they were playing hard, wrestling and chasing each other with no regard for smaller things, which would include Luckie, he'd be run over like with a steamroller. But nevertheless, every time I went in the house for any reason, he was bouncing all around and jumping on things like he wanted me to know that he could keep up with the big dogs. Yeah right, little buddy! Not this time!

Friday night Eric cooked dinner, a wonderful gyros dinner that was so delicious! When Eric cooks, nothing is prepackaged, everything is prepared lovingly from scratch, never rushed. We feel very blessed to be beneficiaries of his cooking skills! Eric lives with us now, that is new in the last 4 years, and Luna is his dog so of course she lives here too. Luna is very well trained, very mellow, very easy to live with, so that makes it nice. I treasure the time I get to spend with my children, and this time with Eric is precious to me.

So, rambling and chatty as usual, right? LOL! I guess that's just how this blog is.  BUT! This is not the only way I can write. And I'm actually going to prove it. And no, you don't have to wait for the book I really am going to write someday, I really am. I will prove it by starting a new blog! This one will be my writer's blog, the one that is going to help sell my books, someday, off in the way off distant future, probably too far over the horizon to even be seen with a telescope. So I will approach it in a somewhat more serious manner - it is going to reflect me, so it's not going to be all THAT serious, but it will not be chatting about my life, rather addressing matters of writerly interest. So watch this space and I will give you the url when it has content - right now it's just quivering in its virginal state waiting for its, if you will.

Okay that's all. I'm going to post this before I cause a disaster. Somehow my best skill in this editor is deleting text. Peace and love to everyone!

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Winter - AGAIN?

Well, maybe I overreacted a bit LOL!  Today Luckie and I set off for our daily walk, which is really moving up there - I started my Map My Walk app to see just how far we were walking, haven't done that in a while.  But before the final step of harnessing Himself, I put on TWO sweatshirts (it was 55 degrees and slightly breezy, after all!), one of which had a hood, and a crocheted cap that someone made for Rachel, because if my head is warm, the rest of me isn't so cold.  Oh yes, sweat pants and sneakers too, LOL!  So here we are, toodling along, and I'm getting HOT!  I guess 55 degrees is warmer than I thought.  And not only was my head warm, it was DRENCHED with sweat!  So I came to a dead stop, pulled off the hat, stuffed it under my sweatshirt since I didn't have an available pocket (which gave me an absolutely charming shape, I'm sure), put the hood back up and resumed our walk.  So, walk walk walk walk, walk walk walk walk...I was listening to "The Goldfinch" and wasn't doing much drifting off thinking.  But suddenly it occurred to me - my glasses were tucked into the neck of my sweatshirt when I started the walk - and checking, there were NO glasses!  Grrrrrr!!!  I didn't want to turn around, I wanted to walk the whole route I had planned.  I was standing there on the sidewalk feeling myself up and down, hoping against hope that they had somehow lodged inside the sweatshirt (nah).  Then I did the same thing 2 or 3 more times with the same sad result.  So - about face, forward march.  It was a LONG way back that I did the cap/hood switch, but I wasn't sure exactly where I did it.  Luckily, I had The Goldfinch to keep me occupied and keep me from grumbling at myself.  But the farther we went, the more I thought I wasn't going to find them.  I thought about the fact that I *do* have contacts I can wear, but I can't see to use the computer if I'm wearing them, and I can't see the TV without them, and how long would it take me to get a new pair of glasses anyway?  But I kept going and lo and behold, there were my glasses, shining brightly in the afternoon sun, saying "ha ha suckah, your best laid plans just went awry!"  It didn't matter though, I was just happy to have the glasses back.  I only take the glasses on the walk to make sure there aren't any wild dogs charging us - I don't even wear them on my nose, I keep them on my head when it's not covered in hats and hoods!  But all's well, glasses are home, we walked 2.36 miles at a pace of 19.1 minutes per mile (which is way off because of all the time I spent stopping and panicking, besides all the stops Luckie has to make to check his peemail).  Tomorrow I will take the (new) regular route, with my glasses stowed somewhere safely, and see how far that route is.

In other news, yesterday I was working on my apparently lifelong quest to move info from Old Computer to Newish Computer.  I was moving the My Documents folder, and took a few minutes to poke around there to see what I could possibly have from 10 years ago that I still needed.  Well!  I came upon a folder of writing from a Creative Writing class I took at Valencia - and there was actually some writing in there!  Not GREAT writing, but several things that could be the basis for something better, maybe even novel material?  I was really excited - how is it that I can forget about things I write?  Does Steven King go back to Carrie and wonder if it was really him who wrote those words? (Well maybe that's not a good example since he has admitted he doesn't remember writing his first 6 novels in an alcohol-drug haze).

Peace and love to everyone!

Wednesday, January 15, 2014


The fabulous Billy Joel wrote this song about me.  Sadly the black extreme is not my favorite and seems to come around way more than I want it to.  I could list so many lyrics here that fit perfectly.  Too high or too low, there ain't no in betweens.  It's all or nothing at all.  Joel identifies himself as a manic depressive, and says that it actually comes in quite handy when writing songs, as there's not a lot of material in moderation.  Pray that I'm not out there too long.

Billy Joel Sings I Go To Extremes

Monday, January 13, 2014

Dreams and Juan Pablo

For some reason, I've had some incredibly detailed and complicated dreams for the last 4 nights.  This IS my blog, and I suppose I could write all about them, but that would bore even me.  So I'll shorten them - there was first the one where David and I were at a convention in a hotel and we got separated, so I spent the whole dream looking around for him and he was off running around with a guy he had just met who he called his friend (like nothing that would happen in real life).  The second one was another hotel dream and part of this one also involved looking for David, but I was looking for my car too.  The third one involved being at Walgreens and trying to buy a scanner.  Somehow Adam Shankman, of So You Think You Can Dance fame, showed up and was trying to help us buy the scanner, which we did not manage to get before the end of the dream.  Okay so last night (Sunday) Rachel and I watched the first week of The Bachelor with Juan Pablo, and that apparently influenced my sleep state, because I dreamed that I was one of the women on the Bachelor with Juan Pablo, though I was questioning why he would want a 59-year-old married chick hanging around when he had all these gorgeous 20-somethings surrounding him.  He sent me home at the second rose ceremony.  But before I left, who should show up but - ADAM SHANKMAN!!!  He gave me his personal email address so we could finish figuring out which scanner to buy.  Darn, forgot to write it down though.  I am waiting to see if I wake up tomorrow morning with a new scanner at my bedside LOL!  Okay that's enough babble about crazy dreams.

David and I had a fun time this morning, I had to go to Florida Mall to get my hearing aids looked at (and fixed for more dollars than I wanted to spend).  When we were done, we decided to walk a lap around the mall since I am trying to get 10,000 steps a day in (using an iPhone app called Move that tracks all of your steps automatically by GPS).  We had a lovely stroll around the perimeter of the mall, seeing all the new (to me) stores that were there - did you know there are 2 Best Buy Mobiles and 2 Victoria's Secrets there?  Yes?  Well did you know that there's a place you can get eyelash extensions?  Sheesh, I don't even know what eyelash extensions are! Sounds like just another day, but we had a great time.  I REALLY love that man!!!

Tonight Rachel and I are hanging out on the couch watching another episode of The Bachelor with Juan Pablo, eating Chipotle's, our normal Monday night dinner, working on our computers, and having a lovely time!  Luckie's passed out between us, and all is right in the world for me!

Peace and love to everyone!

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Autumn in Orlando?

Happy Saturday!  We are enjoying Paradise here in Florida today, it's 84 degrees!  I came home from my walk with Luckie totally drenched in sweat - we are working up to longer walks, and I think I bit off a few more steps than I could chew today, we were both panting by the time we got home.

Apparently our winter weather this week brought on a bit of fall - I saw this gorgeous leaf lying on the sidewalk:

I usually don't stop to take pictures on our walks because Luckie isn't too patient, but today he stood quietly while I snapped this one.

I'm knee-deep in a project to get all my digital scrapbooking files transferred to my new-ish computer.  I've been spending at least 2-3 hours a day for the last week because it's not going very smoothly, but that's a LOT better than the countless hours I spent indexing everything in ACDSee in the first place.  I am dying to get to digiscrapping, so hopefully I'm about done with this seemingly endless project.  I think ACDSee is the best program to organize digital scrapbooking files, but there is a LOT of upfront work to it, and then transferring things to a new computer is a huge pain.  I just have way too much stuff to walk away from it, and I don't know of a better way to do it.

I'm off now to visit Miriam, Bear and Nell - I hear there's homemade chicken soup for dinner!

Peace and love to everyone!

Friday, January 10, 2014


It has been 1 year, 10 months and 23 days since I paid any attention to my lonely little blog (that's 694 days - REALLY?).  I must admit there are long periods where I don't even think about it, which is great because then I'm not kicking myself for not writing here.  I mean gee, if I define myself as a writer, I could at least write on my blog, right?  Well today I'm a writer because I'm writing here!

Looking back over some of the last few posts I did, I'm immediately struck by how much my life as changed.  For one thing, I can see from the pictures is that I have lost an appreciable amount of weight - I'd estimate that I weigh 45 pounds less than I did then, and that's a big deal!  Today I am a Weight Watcher, and I still have about 35 pounds to get to my goal, but I'm on the road, and I am taking ACTION!

Speaking of ACTION, I have chosen this as my One Little Word for 2014.  I am a champion thinker, planner, dreamer, "imaginer," but often I neglect the last step of ACTION.  Even with only 10 days elapsed in this year, I've made a good start.  Here are a couple of things I've already done:

-  Joined Tangie Baxter's Art Journal Caravan at Scrapbookgraphics.  This is something I participated in for the years 2010 and 2011, and when Tangie said this was the last year she was going to do the Caravan I decided to take it on for this year too.  (If you browse back far enough in my blog you'll see some of the pages I created in those years.)  I only just joined, so have not yet done any pages, but I woke up in the night several times last night with ideas.  There are amazing prompts to use as a jumping-off spot each week, great inspiration from the other Caravaners, tutorials for both digital and hybrid art journaling (hybrid is using a combination of digital and physical products to create your journal pages), and wonderful friendships and camraderie.  Hopefully I will be posting some of my pages for this year on my lonely little blog, so stay tuned!

- Trying the new Weight Watchers Simple Start plan, where you choose from a list of foods that you can eat to satisfaction, rather than counting points.  This is my first day with this new plan, so we will see next week how it works.

- Joined an online book club studying the book that is studying What Are You Hungry For?: The Chopra Solution to Permanent Weight Loss, Well-Being, and Lightness of SoulWhat Are You Hungry For?: The Chopra Solution to Permanent Weight Loss, Well-Being, and Lightness of Soul, by Deepak Chopra.   I love his writing and hope this will be a growth experience.

- Doing something at the time I think of it, instead of thinking "Oh, I need to do such and such" and then putting it off, and off, and off, and off until there are some sort of negative consequences.

I know there are more - like the fact that I actually wrote on the blog today instead of thinking I "should" write on it.

So anybody want to wager on how often I actually write here? LOL!

Love and peace to everyone!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

My Dream Job

The title of my dream job is "Transitions Specialist."  In this job I am present with people in transition - much of it is related to females, but men are welcome too.  Transitions such as birth (with mother, father, baby or any combination of the above, also older siblings), onset of menstruation (mother and/or daughter), onset of menopause (woman), graduations, wedding (bride), breakup of relationship (woman), religious ceremonies (man or woman), retirement (man or woman), loss of a pet (anyone) and death (dying man or woman, family, friends).  This would involve just being present for people, holding their hand if appropriate, grounding them in the moment, help with fighting through fear, helping to recognize and act out joy.  I would not be a consultant on how to experience these life-changing events, just with how to be grounded in the moment and experience the most growth.  To me, having someone holding my hand during major life events like these would be tremendously meaningful.  I put out my intention to the universe and ask that the opportunity be given to me in a way that I can be of greatest assistance.

I can become a hospice volunteer to realize part of this dream, and I know that can be an all-encompassing experience, and even though lengthy is definitely transitional in its most succinct definition.  In fact, I don't see this as a traditional paid profession, rather an exchange of energy, where I give my support, love, attention and intention, and my clients give whatever might mean the most in return.  Ultimately I will gain as much or more than I give, by experiencing life in its crossroads moments, and my life will be deeply enriched as a result.

It's obviously not something to be advertised in the Orlando Sentinel or Craigslist.  I hope by writing this intention in a place that goes out to the world in whatever way, that I will be placed in the situations that allow me to be of the most help.

Peace and love to everyone!

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"If you asked me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you...I came to live out loud. [Emile Zola.]
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