Finished and Started

Finished these two! The Paris one yesterday and the Brothers today. More about them in another post.

Started reading this this morning. I’m rushing through it though. The images are so painful. I want to glean what I can from quick reading, like pulling off a bandaid.

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Finished off THESE after a long walk with an old friend. I’m fairly certain most of the world’s problems, especially the interpersonal kind, would be solved if we just spent more time walking and talking things out. Walking gives us the chance to listen better, we have more time to hear, think, and respond. It doen’t have to be any place special. It’s the walking that facilitates the communication. Long drives do it too!

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And these darlings have bloomed this week! With all the dying grass and weeds that have come up this year, it’s hard to see all the cactus underneath, but those bright blooms do catch your attention!

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Weekend Update!

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Jack-in-the-Box tacos, curly fries, and a home brewed beer.

I firmly believe all weekends should start with this kind of a dinner! I had plans to make dinner but…I bet you know how that goes. I’m the queen of meal plans around this house but by the weekend I’m just tired of the whole thing. The boy who would object to this dinner (because it’s not good for you) was out for the evening, so we splurged.

We watched “IO” on Netflix while we ate. Not a bad movie. I thought it would a little too doom and gloom, oh humans are worst, blah blah blah, but it wasn’t. And it had a surprise ending, at least to me. It also wasn’t filled with “thrilling chase scenes” so I’d give it 1 and half thumbs up.

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Gaurd Dog…and Cat!

These two crack me up. They sit on the back of the couch like this all the time watching the driveway. The cat must have seen something because he was watching alertly and growling, which made the dog sit up and search the yard as well. They watched like this for about five minutes and then relaxed and went to sleep.

My son and his girlfriend accompanied me on the long drive to my Aunt’s house in Arizona for Easter. I love driving, but this time I was so tired on my way back that I’m considering spending the night next time. Ten hours of driving in one day is just too much.

It was worth it though. We had a good time even though Dad and my other son couldn’t go. I only took three pictures! I guess that’s what happens when you don’t have any cute babies hunting eggs. And I drove the whole way so I didn’t get to take pictures of the rocks and mountains! I think I should try harder to take at least a few pictures when we at family events. It would be nice to see more of the adults in our family in the scrapbooks!

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My son cleaning the windshield for me because he’s taller and doesn’t have to lean on the truck to do it. I have a pretty new shirt!!
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We found this strange new Coke flavor and I LOVE it. Just don’t think Coke when you drink it. Think carbonated Snapple.
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Why do they have to cage in these rocks? Do they wander away? Are they “traveling rocks”?

And then…this morning…I found cool new flowers blooming on my short “mind waking” trot around the property. I do that between hours of writing and reading. It helps me focus and think of new ideas.

Change of Story

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This blog has evolved a few times over the years and today it will be evolving again!

It’s Spring in the desert and I’ve decided to try something new, or really to go back and try something again.

When my children were little, BF (before facebook), I kept a daily blog. It was a journal of the day with a few pictures thrown in. I printed those and keep them similar to the scrapbooks I kept when I was in high school and college, before the interent, digital cameras, and social media.

The experiment begins. Can I write here on a daily basis, or at least several times a week, and keep a loving record of my life? Will I be happy with it? Let’s see.

Ironic

I have a phobia of your phobia.

Fighting hate with hate.

Your anger makes me angry so I’m pissed at you.

Why can’t we just let people alone? Be an example of peaceful coexisitence.

“But if we do, they’ll hate and maybe hurt someone!”

So you’ll hate and hurt back? Where does that get us?