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Saturday, 26 May 2018

Have You Ever.....

We had the momma and the two littles out for treats at Williams.  The cupcakes were calling little girls name.  She sat beside me enjoying herself but she seemed uncomfortable.  "What's up buttercup?" I asked her.  "Grandma, I have cupcake in my boot."  she replied.  Oh yes, and down her leg and on her shorts and on her shirt and all over her face.  You can't say you've truly enjoyed a cupcake until you have some in your boot.

Friday, 25 May 2018

Stickers

Specifically price stickers.  I mean, come on, in this day of digital doodahs and electronic wahoooies do we really have to put a nasty sticky price sticker on the nice things we buy for ourselves.  Case in point the two lovely wood bowls I picked up today at HomeSense and then spent half a day trying to get the ##%&&&& stickers off.

Wednesday, 23 May 2018

The Fine Art of Detachment

You learn early in life (or at least, you should) not to become 'attached' to places, things...even people.  Your long curly hair that you had for nine years give or take....cut off and laying on a hairdressers floor.  The house you lived in for the first twelve years of your life...your castle, your fortress, your fairy land, your security blanket...sold out from under you.  Your adored grandparents, here one day and gone the next.  And so the message is driven home..if it can happen once it can happen again so...don't get attached.  Stores and services that were like family to you now gone.  Landmarks that marked your passages through life, disappeared.  Promises made and broken.  Don't get attached.  And so when someone asked me how I could be considering selling our home of 32 years and moving, asked me if I wouldn't be devastated to leave it, I just laughed.  I haven't had a 'home' since I was twelve, just places to live.  When I was asked how I was holding up to the fact that my hair in my old age was thinning and disappearing I said it didn't bother me one iota.  I haven't cared about my hair since I was nine years old.  I'm used to the idea of things just disappearing ....aren''t you?
I suppose this may all sound  a little negative but I think of it more as just 'living in the moment'..enjoying what 'is' right now and then moving on.

Monday, 21 May 2018

Poetry Monday

Poetry Monday is the brain child of Diane of On The Alberta Montana Border.  You can find her in my sidebar.  Each week Diane provides us with a theme which we can use or totally disregard...the important thing is to write.
This week the prompt or theme is 'friendship'.  Let's give it a go shall we?

Even though I'm cranky,
not known for being swanky,
and tend to hide out
when there's folks about,
next day I'm kind of surly
if I don't retire early,
cooking is not my strong point
and I seldom clean the joint,
he still wants to keep me around
as by our oath we two are bound.
He says he likes me any way
and he's happy that I want to stay.
to 'overlook' he makes his biz
because that's just what 'friendship' is.

Why not tell us what your idea of friendship is and what it means to you...or, just go off the rails and write about anything.  We all do that now and again.

Sunday, 20 May 2018

Been There..Done That..Not Doing It Again

Today the sun shines, the birds sing, the grass is growing (oh nuts, the grass is growing).  All things taken into consideration I should be singing a happy song and dancing a jig.  Am I?  No, I am not.  For some strange reason I am feeling low.  I have no idea why.  Never mind...I've met this devil before and I know what to do.  I am not going down this road again.  Step 1....admit something is funky...Step 2...talk about it .... Step 3...go outside (I don't care if you don't feel like it, go outside anyway)..Step 4 ... crank up the tunes...Step 5...get some work done....Step 6...focus on how damned lucky you are.  It usually works, if not, the doctor knows what to do.  I feel better already just getting it off my chest.
How are you feeling today?

Saturday, 19 May 2018

Yin and Yang

We ended the day yesterday with news of yet another school massacre in the States...this time in Texas.  Things are escalating.  Not only did they have shooters, there were bombs discovered as well.  Someone intended major destruction this time.  
We began the day today with the Royal Wedding of Harry and Meaghan.  A light of hope in a darkening world.  So much more pleasant to talk of dresses and fascinators, crowds and music, menus and horses, queens and princes than it is to talk of the death of children and destruction of property.

Friday, 18 May 2018

Disappointment

One day to the Royal Wedding.  There will not likely be another Royal Wedding of this import for at least another generation.  We live in a city that has the nerve to refer to itself as 'The Royal City'.  Hah.....I have been everywhere there is a where in this city and there is not one British flag or fascinator to be found. In each store I asked and was advised that they did not get anything like that in.  Did no one is this ridiculous city think to themselves, 'hey, Royal wedding, there could be money in that'?. There are no flags and bunting up anywhere.    I thought it would be nice to display a British flag in the window seeing as we are both of British descent..but no...it can't be done.  I am beyond disappointed.