"the nicest and the sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple pleasure, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Friday, April 11, 2014

...due to unforeseen circumstances and a spectacular fall on her part Joanne will be missing for several days as the MD put her back together again,   prayers appreciated

Monday, April 7, 2014

Tuesday mish-mash or mash-up or mish-gah...

...it's Tuesday already and I haven't the slightest idea what I've been doing the last week, with the exception of yesterday and the gbabygirl.

I've noticed something odd; lately when I do a random post I get more page views and comments than when I spend the time to write a thoughtful, informative, cheery, soul-searching, photo telling post.  What does this say about me or what does it say about you?   So here we go off the top of my head:

during my latest recovery from something, it's always something, I have found several old tele shows that I enjoy and have my own little viewing schedule.  Today they (the powers that be) changed the line-up and about the only thing I can find is 'Gilligans Island,'  several times a day on different channels at the same time.  help me.  If not for TCM and NPR I might I have to read, or tackle some of these 'to do' projects that are piling up.

Today was a perfect day.  The sun was shining, about 75degrees, clear skies, the sound of distant lawn-mowers.  Dare I say that Spring has arrived??  I have a touch of spring fever and am craving the sun against my skin and playing in my secret garden.  I have ordered some seeds for the grand-girl and I to plant next time she is here.  It's something that I really want to make a memory about but...well, all things considered it's more likely that papa will be helping her and I will be looking on (directing)  *sigh*  sometimes being a patient patient makes for a sad g'ma.

Oh aren't you glad you stopped by now?  So tell me please, how do stay up when the world keeps trying to knock you down and the people who should be there are tired of it all and you aren't looking for drama or pity, just a little compassion and concern?  What keeps you going?

This post has taken an unintended turn but that's what happens when i don't have my censor on.  If you are still reading...thanks.  If you leave a comment...double thanks.    It means more than you'll ever know.   And for M and H who may be reading this in the future...it's OK, it happens sometimes.
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