Foggy.....can't tell if there's a mist in the dreary air. The boyfriend called together a meeting in the workshop, where he and a couple other Venniers are designing new garden boxes for the garden. This is the year of garden improvements. I slept in this morning following yesterday's brain-pounding reading marathon. The 1,200 page book has small print, which is a chore for the eyes. At bedtime, the boyfriend told me my eyes looked terribly tired....and, they were.
Nothing earth-shaking going on that I'm aware of. An ordinary day that's open to whatever presents itself. Chili was on last night's menu, so will have a bowl of leftover for a late lunch.
A friend of mine is at a doctor's appointment about now, so my thoughts are elsewhere. At our age, these appointments can be scary and filled with doomsday frights. The only card we humans have in our hands is prayer. Do you ever stop and think what prayer really is? My perception has grown to think that prayer is a positive force in the universe. Heaven knows our universe needs all the positive energy possible to fight the tsunami of fear porn that's put in front of us every day.
Wasn't the Oscars quite the event the other evening? Just goes to show the level of self-control that's out there. Reminds me of a boiling pot of macaroni when the frothy water flows out and over the rim of a kettle onto a clean stove. There's a point when there's no stopping it. Seems turmoil is taking over.
Day after tomorrow my little fuzz bucket returns around noon. Think I'm gonna spoil the little man more than ever. Got a picture of my two little fur nieces, Millie and Maggie. Aren't they adorable little bugs?
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| Millie and Maggie |
Nothing on earth warms my heart like my little white fuzzy ones. True, unconditional love. It's pretty hard to trump something that's truly unconditional. With that said, must nuke the chili and quiet the hungry tummy. Ta-ta.
Didn't watch the Academy Awards this year but one would have to have one's head in the sand if one hasn't heard about them. Do you think it was a "put up" job? Will Smith was almost smiling as he left the stage.
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You have a "thing" for white fuzzy things ....... glad the #1 fuzz bucket will be back on Friday. Sorry I've been out of touch, some things going on to "waste" my time. Thinking of you and the fiancee (mine that is, a/k/a your boyfriend). Hugs and all that gushy stuff. M.O.
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ReplyDeleteTall Cottage.....honestly, nothing would surprise me, with regards to the recent slap. Social interaction has taken a big hit since we were young.
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M.O......yes, I'm guilty as charged of over-loving white fuzzy things.
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