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Love notes from ~Me~

 Love’ has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get – only with what you are expecting to give – which is everything.  Katharine Hepburn

 Dearest Curmudgeon,

I give my heart to you each day with no reservations.   Hold it gently, protect it fiercely, and it will always be yours.

Love,

~Me~

Dearest Aunties and Cousins,

I love you all very much.

Love,

~Me~

Dear friends,

My heart has room for many, do come in.

Love,

~Me~

My precious pups,

You are the beat of my heart.

Love.

~Me~

You are never to old to dream

There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream – whatever that dream might be.   Pearl S. Buck

     Never believe anyone that tells you can’t for if you do you’ve let them take a dream away.  As a girl I had many dreams that an older relative took great joy in smashing.

     Much older now, I realize how naive I was to allow that to happen.  When I grow up, I will be a writer.

Techno schmecto just make it work!

     So now my printer and computer aren’t talking to each other.  ARRRGH!!!  I have the printer wired to the desk top computer and still won’t talk to it.  At this rate, I need an in-house computer geek.

     The printer is fairly new.  It worked fine before the computer needed work done.

     It has me wondering if it will talk to my lap top.  I’ll try that tomorrow.  I don’t feel like running up and down stairs now.  Yes, I’m lazy and it’s two freaking a.m.

     I wonder, if I can’t get the computer and printer working together, do I have to haul both over to my computer guru to see if he can get them working together?

     Shoot me now.  I hate driving over there.

When characters fight back

 

      She’s insisting she will not become romantically involved with her coworker.  Every time I try to write a bit of a love scene, she stalks off and won’t talk to me. 

    The sexual tension is there and she refuses to play with it.  I’ve tried bribery (If you play along I’ll write you a fabulous chase scene), coaxing (Oh, come on you know you like him), and threats (If you don’t let me write the scene I’ll wound or kill you in the next scene).  No good.  She won’t be moved. 

     I have a feeling she intends to hold herself aloof for her debut and then maybe she’ll loosen up in the second book.

     At least she’s talking to me and that’s a start.  My other characters have gone into hiding.

Do I need words?

 

Nope, this February snowstorm is better than what happened in 2010!

February snowstorm 2012

 

February blizzard of 2010

Happy belated Birthday Curmudgeon

   The Curmudgeon’s cane arrived from https://www.elderluxe.com/ today.  It is gorgeous.  I thought I’d ordered it early enough to get it by The Curmudgeon’s birthday back in January, but I was wrong.

     If you plan to order a gift from them, give it plenty of time.  I can say with conviction that this item was worth both the price and the time it took to get here.  The Curmudgeon is delighted with it.  😀  I did good!

The Paypal debacle

 

      Well, I tried to open a Paypal account again.  I have one now but they don’t like my bank or something.  I’ve jumped through their hoops a few too many times and I refuse to leap another one.   Let’s just say I have a ‘minimal’ account with them and leave it at that.

     Automated teller machines hate me too.

     I do believe it is my bank’s fault.  They’ve never once in 37 years had the correct numbers on our checks.  We always have had a problem when someplace wants a routing number or other such thing.

     Once a year, at the very least, I have to call them and ask for the proper numbers. 

     How about you?  Did you jump through all their hoops?  Or, perhaps you are smarter than I am and you don’t deal with them.

What I’m watching

 

     Out of all the reality shows, most of which can go away–far, far away, I do enjoy The Voice.  I love the blind auditions and will be watching again tonight.

     After The Voice, I’ll be switching to the Sci Fi channel to watch Lost Girl.

     I didn’t watch the Super Bowl yesterday.  I haven’t watched one for 37 years–since I’ve been married.  I used to watch a lot of football when I lived at home.  With all daughters at least one of us managed to enjoy watching the games with our father.

     You all have a good one!

 

Updates

 

     The Curmudgeon had a strange day yesterday.  His balance sucked but he said he felt pretty darned good in spite of that.  Go figure.

     Gavin and Patty are full of energy and chase each other about every morning now.  I guess his UTI is getting better.

      The roof on the MIL’s garage is STILL not done.  The Curmudgeon talked to the roofer and got a few excuses.  We’ll see what happens.  If it doesn’t get finished soon he’ll have me to deal with and I’m never as easy to appease as The Curmudgeon.

     Writing is still eluding me.  Maybe once the house is finally on the market I’ll relax enough to work.

     You all have a good one!

 

Tight budget month

     Did you ever have one of those months where the money in the checking account seems to have disappeared into a black hole? 

     Yeah, that’s us this month.  The vet bills–many more than usual, the repair of the old desk top, The Curmudgeon’s new glasses–both pair,  bills, groceries…oops!  The balance got low faster than usual.  We’re going to have to budget carefully for the rest of the month.

     Makes me real glad I put the lap top purchase on the charge card.  I figure I can clear that charge in two or three payments.

     I’ll need to stay out of Amazon and keep The Curmudgeon away from all those catalogs.

     At least he’ll get his birthday present next week–they finally shipped his new cane.

When words fail, pictures work!

 

When does the energy return?

     I’m still waiting for my energy to come back.  I get tired all the time while doing much less than I did six months ago.  With amazing temperatures the last two days it really bothered me that I didn’t have all the energy I wanted to have.

     People keep telling me that it will come back and I’ll feel normal again.  However, after carrying in the groceries and large bag of dog food yesterday I truly wondered about it.  Once I put  the groceries away, I felt so exhausted that I asked The Curmudgeon if he minded if I ordered a pizza for dinner.  I absolutely did not have any energy left to cook.

     Before, I would’ve made a great dinner using ingredients I just bought.  My ass was dragging for sure because all I wanted to do was take a nap.  (I didn’t though.)   It’s a little hard to do that when you have two bullies telling you it is dinner time!  They aren’t subtle about it.

     You all have a good one!  I’m going to take it easy today…maybe.