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Twenty rules I try to live by…

1. Life isn’t fair, grow up and deal with it.
2. Tell your loved ones you love them as often as you can, you might not get a chance to say it tomorrow.
3. Life is too short – don’t waste time whining over small stuff.  Live.
4. Be you, don’t try to be someone you aren’t.
5. You are in charge of your happiness.
6. Forgive but never forget what you learned.
7. Dance in the rain.
8. It’s OK to cry.
9. Burn the fancy, expensive candles, use the 1500 ct sheets, wear the luxury lingerie. Don’t save things for a special occasion, enjoy them now.
10. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to do the crazy things you’d like to do.
11. In a so-called crisis always ask yourself, “In five years, will this matter?”
12. Don’t try to keep up with the Joneses, who cares what others think?
13. Only spend what you can, not what the credit company says you can.
14. Clutter weighs you down. If you haven’t used it in a year and it isn’t something you use only for a holiday, get rid of it.
15. What doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
16. Kiss your dogs and cats on the lips, and hug them every day. 
17. Fly a kite once in a while.
18. Eat chocolate and drink wine without guilt.
19. Laugh and sing for the sheer joy of it. 
20. When in doubt, ask… there is no such thing as a dumb question.

What I planted yesterday.

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Yay! I have started the vegetable garden.

     Yesterday G and I stopped at a favorite nursery and while I loaded up on some lovely vegetable plants, G found flowers to replace what the wet weather and bugs destroyed in her garden.

     I now have six tomato plants, two pepper plants, a nice group of four basil plants, and four eggplants ready for the pots beside the house.  Not bad for my first load.  I also bought some Rudbeckia, lavender, and zinnias.  In a week or so I’ll go to the larger nursery we usually go to and pick up more veggies for the back garden.  I want a few more varieties of peppers, bush cucumbers,  and some early eggplants.

     I did plant some tomatoes and the basil in pots yesterday.  Today I’ll finish the job and get the flowers planted in the pots on the front porch.

     You all have a good one!

Reading the spam is a riot

     I am glad that even though Akismet marks something as spam, I still get a chance to read it.

     You know it is spam when:

     Someone comments that my page for comments on the Doggonedmysteries series has been an invaluable resource for their research.  You know they didn’t read or even look at the post.

     Someone writes that my post was brilliantly written, marvelously articulate and they are talking about a slide show, they didn’t look at the post.

     Then there are the ones that go in the other direction and thoroughly insult you and your work.  Most are poorly written and are easily spotted as ‘English is not even their third language.’

     I find it disappointing when I check my page and there is no spam to read and give me a laugh.  Yeah, I am weird.

     You all have a good one!

Let the grilling and gardening begin.

     The grill is clean!  I am happily grilling our dinners again.  Next would be to get the hammock stand set up.  Yes, I am running very late this year.  LOL!

    What can I say, we had so much other stuff going on that I got way behind on getting things together here at home.  It looks as though we are taking baby steps but getting there.  Another thing to do is see if I can still find tomato, peppers, and eggplant for my pots.  We’re a bit late on them too.

     Dinner was grilled lemon & herb infused boneless chicken breasts served with veggies and a large salad with NY cheesecake for dessert.  The Curmudgeon enjoyed it.  Does anyone have any special grilling recipes they’d like to share?

  You all have a good one!

Precious memories

     Father’s day is just around the corner.

      This is my father.  He hasn’t been here for a long time.  He died in November of 1995, but he was gone for quite a few years before then.  Dad had several strokes, one finally damaged his brain enough to put him in a nursing home. He was to spend quite a few years locked in the prison of his damaged mind.

     When I was a little girl he used to take me with him to run errands.  He would tease me and say I was his favorite.  I never thought I was, but considered it sweet of him to say so.  I’m sure when he had any of the other four sisters out on excursions he would tell them the same thing.

     For as long as I can remember an oil portrait of him as a young minister preaching a sermon hung in our home.  That painting a few other items made any new house we moved to our home.  He, on many an occasion caught me staring at his portrait, it was on more than one occasion that he told me one day the painting would be mine. 

     Dad is long gone and so is my mother.  The dear to my heart painting is lost to me too.  However, he lives on in my heart,  and forever he will have residence there.  There’s nothing in the world that can take my precious memories of him away. 

     If your father is still around, if he was a good man, hug him and tell him how much you love him.  You won’t regret it.

     You all have a good one!

Lovely walk yesterday

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The noses know and they let us know they know.

     Nothing in this house goes without complete investigation.  Our two private dogvestigators make sure they know exactly where we’ve been, who we’ve been with, and if there were any dogs or other critters present.  Heavens forbid that you’ve been near more than one dog.

     Multiple dog scents mean a thorough sniffing over every inch of the body.  Ice cold noses make sure to hit and linger over any bare spots on the anatomy.  Summer clothes reveal the back of the knees, a favorite spot to place their noses.  I think they do it mainly for the squeals they get.

     Any packages or bags need investigating by the doggie duo.  They sniff each item, we can’t sneak anything past them.

     Do you have your own private investigators?

     You all have a good one!

Extra coffee…bonus!!!

     It’s amazing what one can find lurking in the back of the kitchen cabinets.  Every so often I’ll grab a flashlight, sit on the floor, and pull things out of my lower cabinets.  I am often surprised.  Last night I decided to do a cupboard purge.  On the top shelf, I found a whole can of coffee, a can stuffed full of bags of assorted gourmet coffees, and a box of sweetener all of which had managed to travel to the back of the cupboard.  All of which, I had completely forgotten about.

     I found an unopened bag of coconut, powdered sugar, and a box of black tea bags in the back on the shelf below.   I need to hit the other pantry shelves later today.  I wonder what I’ll find there?

     Why am I doing this purge?  I found a can of tomato sauce in the one cupboard that had a use by date on it of 2009 the other night.  Highly unusual in this house.  I tend to rotate foodstuffs often but somehow missed that can.

     After cleaning out the hoarded mess that was the MIL’s house for over a year, I swore my house will never come anywhere close to that.  Yet, there it was, staring me in the face, a can of tomato sauce years past its expiration date.  Yikes! 

     You all have a good one and check those dates!

Sometimes people are wonderful!

     The day before yesterday was a horrible day here.  The Curmudgeon’s MS knocked him for a heck of a loop.  I had to get G’s husband over to help get him up from the floor.  Knowing we were heading over to the courthouse the next day stressed me out.  I could not see him trying to walk into the building at all.

     Yesterday we had to go to the courthouse to the registrar of wills office to meet our attorney and do a ton of paperwork.  I couldn’t sign the papers for The Curmudgeon, he HAD to be there.  Fortunately, he had a better day and was able to walk into the building.  It wouldn’t have been necessary because they were willing to come out to the car to do it all!  He didn’t have to stand, they took us to a small office where he could sit comfortably.  Before we knew it and with a minimum of fuss it was over and we were on our way home.

     I can’t get over how accommodating they were for him.  It’s  sad, but I’ve found that this is a rare thing.

     Thank you registrar of wills!  You were wonderful!

     You all have a good one!

I took the camera to the rose gardens yesterday…

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Sometimes I truly wonder about people.

     I can’t believe the people in Wisconsin allowing that man to continue in office like they did.  I know several people who live there, they all voted against him, and yet he managed to snag just enough votes to stay in.  When will people learn?  He’s only going to screw them all in the end.   People of Wisconsin, be prepared to bend over and get it from behind.

     Then there are our federal government officials who are more concerned about what we women do with our reproductive systems than good health care for all American citizens.  I don’t see them trying to regulate men’s reproductive systems.  They aren’t doctors, they are the idiots that we put in office.  What they seem to forget is we put them in there and we can take them out.  All it takes is a trip to the voting booth. 

     And what’s with government trying to tell us what to eat and drink.  Excuse me but methinks they overstep their bounds.  I don’t drink sugary drinks but I’ll march for anyone else to have the right to do so.

     You all have a good one.