My sister with her horse, Magic.
A collection of stories from the garden and other stuff as it suits me to tell it.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
Something New
Since I started working days, my attire has changed a good bit. I'm wearing more slacks and sweaters and jewelery. Within the first month I had worked the new shift, most of my jewelery broke. Who knows why? From sitting in my dresser for over 10 years without being worn, or just from age. It doesn't really matter, they just broke.
So I had started out on a jewelery quest just before Christmas, wanting new stuff to wear to work. Yes, I like wearing it, but not to much at once. I'll usually wear a brooch or pendent and a pair of earrings.
I found some really great stuff too. Also, my granddaughters bought me some necklaces and earrings for Christmas. Or at least they picked them out and Daddy bought them for me. It was pretty too!
Husband has decided that I needed a new jewelery dresser to put all this new jewelery in and has been keeping himself busy building one. The outside of the dresser is now put together. It needs stained and finished yet, and the inside needs to be done. Most of the drawers will be partitioned to compartments for bracelets, necklaces and brooches. The top will have some ring bars in it and all the drawers will be covered in felt. It is decorated on three sides because I don't want it for a specific place. I'm planning on redoing the master suite in the next couple of years and may have a different place for it then. I want to be able to move it around the room (not that that's going to happen often, the thing is quite heavy) if I so choose.
It'll be nice to have a beautiful piece of furniture to keep my jewelery in.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Thoughts
Next June a friend is coming to D.C. for a convention. I was talking to him last week and brought this up, wondering if he would take a couple of days to visit while he was in the neighborhood. At this point things are still unsure, but it is really early yet.
During the conversation it came up about an experience I had in the past recent years. Another friend had plans to come through this area and had asked me for my phone number so we could meet for lunch or the day or something. I had kept in touch with her right up until the day I knew she was to be in town and then...silence. Three weeks later, she wrote and told me she was indeed in town for a day or two, had packed my phone number and decided to drive on by without a word. She never heard of "INFORMATION"? My phone number was in the book. She could have also found it on-line. But she didn't bother.
I could feel the loud silence on the other end of the phone as I told this story to my friend last week. He knew the woman that this story was about and I got the impression that he keeps in close touch with her.
When I got that letter from the friend who passed through, she asked me not to give up on her. But in all honesty, I think I gave up on a lot the day she passed through town. Within a couple of months I had sold the daybed that I kept in case of overnight guests, refit the armorer, pulled the carpet out and rebuilt that room into a TV/Den room.
I began to think I just don't have anything to offer these friends. I'm not rich, or so ambitious that I'd walk over anyone to get what I want. People like the friend who passed through are very wealthy and got that way for a reason. I know she didn't realize exactly how she was treating me that day, or that I would be heartbroken that she thought so little of me. I just don't have anything to offer that is of value to her.
As I was telling all this to my friend last week, it hit home again and it made me sad. It made me realize I have nothing to offer anyone except love.
Maybe he'll come for a visit. We'll see. Right now it's late and I"m quite tired. Besides, I've got to work tomorrow.
During the conversation it came up about an experience I had in the past recent years. Another friend had plans to come through this area and had asked me for my phone number so we could meet for lunch or the day or something. I had kept in touch with her right up until the day I knew she was to be in town and then...silence. Three weeks later, she wrote and told me she was indeed in town for a day or two, had packed my phone number and decided to drive on by without a word. She never heard of "INFORMATION"? My phone number was in the book. She could have also found it on-line. But she didn't bother.
I could feel the loud silence on the other end of the phone as I told this story to my friend last week. He knew the woman that this story was about and I got the impression that he keeps in close touch with her.
When I got that letter from the friend who passed through, she asked me not to give up on her. But in all honesty, I think I gave up on a lot the day she passed through town. Within a couple of months I had sold the daybed that I kept in case of overnight guests, refit the armorer, pulled the carpet out and rebuilt that room into a TV/Den room.
I began to think I just don't have anything to offer these friends. I'm not rich, or so ambitious that I'd walk over anyone to get what I want. People like the friend who passed through are very wealthy and got that way for a reason. I know she didn't realize exactly how she was treating me that day, or that I would be heartbroken that she thought so little of me. I just don't have anything to offer that is of value to her.
As I was telling all this to my friend last week, it hit home again and it made me sad. It made me realize I have nothing to offer anyone except love.
Maybe he'll come for a visit. We'll see. Right now it's late and I"m quite tired. Besides, I've got to work tomorrow.
Friday, January 05, 2007
A Very Special Day
Yesterday was a special day. It was our 25th wedding anniversary.
While I was at work, Bob was busy. I came home and the table was already set, the wine was poured and there were three bouquets of flowers, one of them was 25 Leonidas roses http://www.helpmefind.com/rose/pl.php?n=3793. The salads were already served and he was finishing up dinner (lasagna with the help of Florentino's). German Chocolate cake was for dessert (with the help of Willow Valley). OK, so he doesn't cook all that well, but he does know who are the best chefs in these parts. He had gotten me a card and a beautiful bracelet of sterling silver, diamonds and amethyst. Then he told me he had taken off work that night as well and rented two movies which we didn't watch yet. Oh, but we will.
It was unspeakably special.
While I was at work, Bob was busy. I came home and the table was already set, the wine was poured and there were three bouquets of flowers, one of them was 25 Leonidas roses http://www.helpmefind.com/rose/pl.php?n=3793. The salads were already served and he was finishing up dinner (lasagna with the help of Florentino's). German Chocolate cake was for dessert (with the help of Willow Valley). OK, so he doesn't cook all that well, but he does know who are the best chefs in these parts. He had gotten me a card and a beautiful bracelet of sterling silver, diamonds and amethyst. Then he told me he had taken off work that night as well and rented two movies which we didn't watch yet. Oh, but we will.
It was unspeakably special.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Happy New Year
Happy New Year!
Don't forget to celebrate the end of this winter soltice the traditional food of the season. Here it is sauerkraut with pork and mashed potatoes. Also, don't forget to watch the Rose Bowl Parade. Geesh, I love roses.
I hope the New Year brings everyone the prosperity and good crops that we all hope for each year.
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