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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Decking the Halls in my spare time...

Oh, I love the Christmas season, but this week I've stepped up my workouts and yard work labor so there hasn't been much time for decorating. I think this is going to be a slow process (as slow as it took me to take it all down last year!)

True Story: One year I could only muster up enough spare time to assemble a 6ft. fake tree near the entry door. When I would get home late at night I'd throw my scarves, gloves and hats on the tree (and never fully decorated it). I just had to laugh...if the tree had been in my bedroom, it might as well be covered in lingerie and pajamas!

So, here's one of the trees....

and the beginnings of the mantle fixings

but I've got a long way to go if I'm gonna attempt to look like these beauties!

                                                                            Source: Uploaded by user via Amber on Pinterest


Source: via seleta on Pinterest

Source: via Monica on Pinterest

Gotta get busy!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

It was just my imagination...

Imagine This

On This

With a sip of this

Sitting Here

Or Here

with a big slice of this
                                                                     Source: via Nicole on Pinterest

                                                      with a cup of this, snuggled in this
                                                                   Source: via Harper on Pinterest

                                                                      wearing this
                                                                  Source: via glorious on Pinterest

                                                              Warmed up by this

                                                          Source: via seleta on Pinterest

                                                           Doing This

                                                                     Source: via Samantha on Pinterest

                         Well, I did none of that, because I was working, 
              but I still got to do a little of this

                                                                 Source: via glorious on Pinterest

                                Hope you had an amazing Thanksgiving 
                    or that you have a really great imagination!

The Temptations Just My Imagination

I actually went to a good friends house after work, had an excellent meal with pie afterwards! 
Then I went to visit some more dear friends after a very long drive in my new car! 
so thankful is an understatement!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Fall Greeting at the mailbox

I need to write down when I plant things so in the event that they actually survive I can rejoice at how long they have made it!!!!!

I think I planted this little japanese maple tree next to the mailbox 8 years ago? It hasn't grown much since then's still here!
A neighbor helped me to prune it last year and it's colors are just gorgeous. It's much smaller and more colorful than the one I have in the backyard (my mom's old tree) but I think it gets much more sunlight.
When I planted it I was afraid it would get so big that it would block my view when pulling out of the driveway...
ha, ha, maybe that'll be the case 35 years from now?!

if it's not choked out by ivy first!

On Veteran's day, 11-11-11,
 an encore azalea flower blossomed on a bush transplanted from my mom's house 8 years ago...
thanks mom, I needed that!

Monday, November 7, 2011

A Change in Routine...

As you can imagine, it's been a week of changes for me. I always thought that change was a negative thing, but it's also an opportunity for the new and the different. But I'm a creature of habit and routine. So I'm feeling out of sorts because of these recent changes. It's not just grief, it's the interruption in routine.

Take for example my car, which fell apart a few weeks ago. It was finally carted away on Friday, after 11 years of hard work and 2 tons of memories.

I don't have a n-used one yet but I had to part with my routine and step out of my comfort zone. 
I was instantly flooded with memories.

Then there's my coffee maker...
I bought it 5 years ago to dress up a condo I was selling. It was $7 at Lowe's and I thought it would be great for staging.

It's been broken for over a month but I rigged it back together so that I could get my morning brew, and I would usually end up in a bad mood because of the mess it caused. So I threw it out (recycled it) and got a new one (no tears shed over that one!)

And the most devastating change....

not waking up to this sweet face like I have every day for 13 years.
Each morning 3 alarms chime in my home, but she was the only one that could wake me out of my deep slumber. I'm so used to taking her out, then getting my coffee, feeding her and giving her a treat before I leave that I've been stumbling around in my pjs running into walls.

My morning routine has almost completely changed.

We buried her in the yard on Wednesday morning and I made a pot of coffee in the new Mr. Coffee for my hard working friends.

And every morning since then, I've been waking up (if I ever sleep), making a cup of coffee, putting my boots on over my pajamas and heading to the yard...

"Hey kitten, it's Mommy. What do you want for breakfast? 
hope you don't mind, I gave away some of your things, including the car...
I'm gonna go dancing in a few days, if that's alright with you. Be a good girl today, okay?
luv, mommy."

clover is growing out there near my mom's japanese maple and abby's new bed. I plan to plant some flowers out there soon, but I kinda like the clover.

This is my new routine for now. Amidst all of the changes I'm so grateful for friends and family who have helped and encouraged me to 'get busy livin'.

I'm busy re-arranging the den and clearing out things I don't need anymore.
I plan to replace my camera soon, start focusing on my blog more and making regular, happier posts every Saturday,
and smiling again.

this one always makes me giggle... looks like the silly bed head is saying: 
'momma, I just woke up and I'm hungry!'


Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Remembering the Perfect Day on a Very Sad One.

1. My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years. Any separation from you will be painful remember that before you get me. 
2. Give me time to understand what you want of me. 
3. Place your trust in me- it is crucial to my well being. 
4. Do not be angry at me for long, and do not lock me up as punishment. 
5. You have your work, your entertainment,and your friends. I only have you. 
6. Talk to me sometimes. Even if I don't understands your words, I understand your voice when it is speaking to me. 
7. Be aware that how ever you treat me, I will never forget. 
8. Remember before you hit me that I have teeth that could easily hurt you, but I choose not to bite you because I love you. 
9. Before you scold me for being uncooperative,obstinate,or lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I might not be getting the right food, or I have been out to long, or my heart is getting to old and weak. 
10. Take care of me when I get old; you too will grow old. 
Go with me on difficult journeys. 
Never say: "I cannot bear to watch" or "Let it happen in my absence." 
Everything is easier for me if you are there, even my death. Remember that I love you.

My Fur child had cancerous mass on her spleen that had spread to her liver, which was diagnosed a month ago so I wanted to give her the Perfect Day.

Jon Katz wrote an article on the Perfect Day: based on his book
4 weeks ago I prepared her favorite meals (pretty much anything that I eat, except for salad!), we went to the drive-thru at Starbucks and she got a pup-a-chino, which she loved. We went to the lake and walked on the beach, and I carried her for a bit. We rode thru the country with the windows down and had snacks all along the way. When we got home we took a long nap and had an early dinner. Then we Skyped her cousins to say goodbye.

Last Night I gave her a bath in warm water and spoke softly to her. As I did, her eyes rolled back in her head and she started to fall over (I didn't know if it was a seizure or if she just felt completely relaxed and was falling asleep). I scooped her up in a towel and held her until she seemed coherent. I then dried her fur off and rubbed her badly swollen belly. "Momma's just getting you clean and pretty so you can go see Nana" I said, "Just tell her that I love you both very much". This morning she seemed fine, though she refused to eat and needed some assistance outside. When I gave her a treat, I told her that she was a very good girl.

When I got home from work she was on her side, with the untouched treat right next to her. It breaks my heart that I was not at home when it happened. I shouldn't have gone to work this morning.

This 13 year old ball of fur has been my constant companion for all but 2 months of her entire life.
I wish I could have read her mind.
Perhaps she'd tell me she needs to rest.

A friend loves at all times (Ps 17:17). She was a very good friend, indeed.

You made me happy
This you can bet
You sat right beside me
And I won't forget

And I really love you
You should know
I wanna make sure I'm right, girl
Before I let go

This is how I'll remember you, my super hero. Go to sleep my sweet love.

This message has given me some comfort:

"When God is Late (part 3)"