No snow! The snow shovel sits in lonely reverie in the garden shed. Soon enough the snow will arrive and require endless hours of hard work clearing paths and decks. Attila feels blessed. I could not resist posting this quote. I am so tired of the political posturing and shenanigans of the men at work that it is hard to believe the Christmas spirit still exists. I need to remember that the universe will deal with these clowns, I don’t have to. Quote Nothing is more conducive to peace of mind than not having any opinions at all. Georg Christoph Lichtenberg 1742 – 1799
I am blessed with relatively good health, and Attila too (he needs it, heating this house with wood!) My thoughts are with those who are not as fortunate this Christmas, I have several dear cousins who are struggling with cancer and long wait times over the holiday season. I hope they have a truly wonderful new year!
Family, people who know you from the time you arrive on the planet, until the time you leave; if your lucky. I feel lucky! This Christmas I received a very special teacup and saucer from my Mom. They belonged to my Grandmother. Just touching them gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling. I think about showing the set to my grandbabies, this teacup and saucer that belonged to their Great Great Grandmother. My loved ones, looking back, stretching in time from 1902 when my Grandmother was born, until who knows when. How cool is that!
Blessing Counted for December 17 2011 Remembering how magical Christmas was when I was a child. My mother created magic for us with nothing to work with but love and determination. Merry Christmas Mom.
Attila and I are still busy working out a decent recipe for dishwashing liquid. Lots of people on the net claim to offer a great recipe, I beg to differ with all I’ve tried so far. Tonight I mixed up a new batch, using a new recipe. I have my fingers crossed. I am prepared to continue with this project until we get it right. Right for us at least. I find it more and more difficult to connect with myself as I spend more time at my place of employment. I cannot afford to feel much there. I have to be endlessly pleasant, to customers, to the other employees, to my boss. The boss is similar to an oversized infant with verbal skills. He is not an evil man. He is not a particularly mean man. He is not a nice man. There is nothing about him that I find admirable. There isn’t anything about him I find acceptable, if truth be told. Still, I smile and I get along. I feel nothing when I am at work. The numbness of work can be overcome, but it takes time. Most evenings I am falling asleep just as my emotions … Continue reading