Talking Points

I spent a good bit of time today wondering how I can manage to get one of our esteemed political candidates to “accidentally” mention

A)

The jewelry I sell

                                                         -or-

B)

The skincare I sell

                                                       -or-

C)

The cookbook I’m writing with A Chaotic Cook

                                                       -or-

D)

The children’s books I’ve written

                                                      -or-

E)

The puppies I hope to have someday from Miss Daisy

F)

Any of my contributions to the HPO

OR……………heck, maybe they could mention all of the above.

I could really use the publicity and free advertising.  After all, my little personal attempts to contribute to my well being are struggling.  And, Ohio Art has been around a looooong time.  One little mention of one of these

has sales soaring again.

Heck, I’d be happy to send the candidate a pair of sunglasses, autographed copies of books and maybe some TimeWise moisturizer.

Or, would that be considered a bribe?

Surely not, since the guy that mentioned  the E-A-S has ties to Toys ‘R Us, one of the largest distributors of that item.  Wonder if they are pogo-sticking all the way to the bank.

Bamboo-zled

I decided my bamboo needed a new home.

This was the previously dwelling.

This container once sat on the corner of my bathtub containing bath salt until…….I became fearful it would fall in the tub and I would wind up with glass in my…………………….bathtub………….duh.

So, I put 3 old strands of my mom’s cheap pearls in the bottom, dropped in a Pilsner glass, bolstered the whole shebang with glass disks.

I think it looks much prettier……………Seriously.

Garden Lust

I want this.  With every fiber of my being – I. Want. This.

I love the functionality and the symmetry.

I love the fact there are tons of instructions on how to make one.

I confess I’d like a pond at the bottom for a few of these.

Unfortunately, I have too many of these.

Who like to do this.

Which makes me sad……….sometimes.

And so….I LUST for the Spiral Herb Garden of my dreams.

Just Another Random Saturday

So exactly how detailed DO instructions need to be? Nasal spray "for the nose".....who knew?! Isn't it odd that all of the stupid people in the world don't need to have instruction on food? I never see a package of Cheetos that say "open bag, open mouth, insert Cheeto, close mouth, chew and then swallow." What they do need to say is "will cause extreme staining of fingers."

I am pleased to announce I was able to prevent myself from being kicked out of the "pink bubble" group. Mary Kay anyone? The jar in the back used to hold a treasure trove of pistachio nuts - I wish it still did.

One of the few things in my house older than me. This little boy used to be painted bright and vivid primary colors. Vigorous washings have turned him to a pale crockery rendition of his former self - only a bit of black on his shoe remains. My Dutch Boy cookie jar - my friend my whole life.

So I Cut Off My Ferns To Spite My Own Face

Poor, poor Asparagus Ferns do not like the inside of my house – so…since it appears winter is past – I took them outside and gave them aggressive haircuts.

These were my mom’s pots and I love to tip them just a bit and let the ferns spill out.  I had little hope for these two but they seem to be on the  mend.  There appears to be an alien canine in the background – hope he’s not a Ferneater.

The Foxtail Fern seems to have wintered and weathered okay.  I’m glad – I like him.

These two wanted to help but the lack of thumbs proves to be a hindrance.

This one couldn’t have cared less – it wasn’t about HER after all.

There was a bit of dancing for biscuits.  We are all happy Spring is here!

Down On My Knees - Lifting You Up

Sometimes when you know people are having a difficult time and there is really nothing you can do to fix it, you are sad.

It hurts us to see people struggling, even if they are only people we know very little about.

One of the gifts God gave me is the gift of discernment and I am so grateful because I can usually tell when someone is wrestling with a problem. The gift of discernment helps me to remain outwardly focused and not internalize so much. Even when things are tough going for me - I almost always know when another is dealing with a worry.

It is in that moment I bend my creaky old knees and bow my greying head and lift that someone up to the ONE who already knows and can comfort them far better than I ever could.

If you are my friend, know that I pray for you, I lift you up and when I say I love you - I genuinely mean it.

Leapin’ Lizards!

Lots of talk about “Leap Lists”  So, I’m thinking I should go public with mine.  This is 1/2 of mine.

 

10.   Yes I know this is crazy…yes, I know I would probably wet myself.  I never said my  list made good sense.

9.   Hear someone say “Hey aren’t you the woman that wrote “______________”

8.   Visit the lady of the manor at 822 Barkley Street

7.   Go home to here once more which would also allow me to accomplish #8 as well.

6.   Spend Christmas in New York City.

5.   Make right every wrong I’ve ever done.

Stay tuned for my top 4!