Archive | April, 2014

Tuesday Tips and Truths: Writers

30 Apr

“You see, in my view a writer is a writer not because she writes well and easily, because she has amazing talent, because everything she does is golden. In my view a writer is a writer because even when there is no hope, even when nothing you do shows any sign of promise, you keep writing anyway.”
Becoming a Writer/ The List, O Magazine, November 2009]”
― Junot Díaz
Writing this blog every day, at first, was a pleasant diversion and challenge, but now it is a necessity. Sharing thoughts, feelings, sadness and joy is all part of what writers do. It’s not optional, it’s like breathing in and out. I’ll keep writing, and the truth will be told. Yep, it will ALL be told one day. Stay tuned.

My personal tip, “The truth of the matter is, the truth always matters.”


Montage Monday: Friends, Fun and Feathers

29 Apr

“When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.”
― Ansel Adams
This week was filled with meeting friends, finding feathers and lucky coins, and taking fun photos. A week in a peek.



Sunday: Signs, Signs, Everywhere Signs

28 Apr

Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.
~Haruki Murakami
We were suppose to have bad weather today, storms, possible tornadoes, but it never hit us. When I scurried into church for 9o’clock Mass, it started to drizzle. Five minutes later, the congregation all looked up to the skylights when the thunder boomed and the rain pelted the roof. Uh oh! The good news is, by the time Mass was over, the rain had stopped. Good timing. A good sign.

When I got home, my friend Karen called, and invited me to join her for breakfast at Snug. Was it going to storm? It didn’t matter, we went anyway, and an hour later, the sun came out. Another good sign.

I stopped at the store after breakfast, and my friend Lynne called and asked if I wanted to go for a walk. Well, duh! I went home, put on my shoes, drove over to her house and we went for a long walk. Then, we sat and chatted on her beautiful back patio for quite a while. My friends have been calling just when I seem to need a friendly diversion. Look at these cool shadows on her back screen. Signs.

When I got home, I still had a lot of energy in reserve, so I went for another walk in my neighborhood. An adorable bunny ran past me and just stopped totally still, allowing me to take his picture.

I wonder what that sign was?

Saving the best for last, on the final leg of my walk, I looked down, and found a lucky dime in the street. Ten times better than a lucky penny! Lots of signs on a stormy turned sunny Sunday.


Sentimental Saturday: Super Special Day

27 Apr

Start living now. Stop saving the good china for that special occasion. Stop withholding your love until that special person materializes. Every day you are alive is a special occasion. Every minute, every breath is a gift from God.
Mary Manin Morrissey

Wow! What a crazy busy day with some super special friends! I started off with my writing group at 10, and lunch with Mandy and Liz at Cadillac Pizza. Then, I stopped in to visit Judy and Dana at Art on the Veranda, chatted with Miss Kathy at Sweet Spot Bakery, then drove home so I could get a walk in before the rain. While I was starting my second loop, Karen called and asked if I wanted to get some dinner. Well, why not? We met at Market Street and got our usual three veggie plate. More chatting and friend time. Back home, no rain yet, so, finished the second 1.5 mile walk. I just started taking of my shoes around 7pm when the phone rang. Miss Della asked if I wanted to meet for an iced tea and some girlfriend time. Hey…I’m there! 9pm and just ending my day and writing to share my amazing day with friends.

When I got dressed this morning, I put on this special feather bracelet that my girlfriends gave me. I have more friends than you can shake a stick at…weird saying…why would you want to shake a stick at anyone?

Yep, I’d share my last cookie with anyone of these special friends! They’d do the same for me.

Friday: Life is Short, Eat Dessert First

26 Apr

A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand. ~Author Unknown
On Friday, I’m always in a quandary as what to make and take to my senior art group. I usually get very elaborate, but the past few weeks, I’ve had a lot of things on my “plate” and on my mind, so I’ve been doing something fast and simple. I’ve been doing this every Friday for over seven years, and I tend to run out of ideas. I didn’t want to run out to the store, so I looked in the freezer, fridge and pantry for inspiration.

Aha! I had a brainstorm, or dessert-storm. I had some ice cream sandwiches in the freezer, chocolate syrup and cool whip in the fridge, and a bunch of bananas on the counter. Easy- breezy banana splits. Perfect for a warm spring day.

Just tear off the paper on the ice cream sandwich, plop it on a plate, a dollop of cool whip, some sliced bananas, and drizzle with chocolate syrup. Easy and beautiful and yummy. I even ate one.


Theme Song Thursday: Feathers and Angels

25 Apr

He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

Psalm 91:4
I found a feather today, no longer questioning or analyzing, just knowing that it is a sign. My signs are more frequent and more assuring. All good things to come, with patience and faith, I grow stronger every day. Faith, feathers, and friendship.

My faithful feather for today. From an angel? I think so.

I find refuge under His wings.

Wednesday Words of Wisdom: Simplicity

24 Apr

“The more simple we are, the more complete we become.”
― August Rodin
I’ve been walking pretty much every day, if not in the morning, then in the afternoon, or both. I have my cell phone with me at all times, so when I see something interesting, I take a picture. What I find interesting may not be interesting to anyone else. But, that’s just me.

I find simple things amazing, a shadow or a bird perched on a skinny tree branch. If we can find beauty in the simple things, then perhaps we can become complete.

An evening shadow on the wall.

Monday, I found two lucky pennies on my walk, one in the morning, one in the evening.

The flowers climbing up the side of the house.

A lonely little bird perched on a branch.

These are the simple, beautiful, amazing things in life.


Tuesday Tip: Bury Him In The Yard

23 Apr

Saint Joseph was a just man, a tireless worker, the upright guardian of those entrusted to his care. May he always guard, protect and enlighten familes. – Pope John Paul II
OK, it’s done. I took the St. Joseph to St. Michael’s Church on Sunday. I said the prayer, and buried him in the front yard yesterday. Now, I just have to wait for the perfect buyer for my house.

The tradition of burying a statue of St. Joseph in the yard of a home that you’re trying to sell goes back thousands of years. It is believed that because St. Joseph is the patron saint of home and family if you pray to him for help when you’re selling your home and you bury a statue of him on the property he will help you by sending buyers to the home so that you will get a quick offer on the home. Time and time again people that are trying to sell their homes have turned to St. Joseph for help and thousands of people that have successfully sold homes are convinced that St. Joseph answered their prayers and helped sell the home.


The mind is a very powerful thing. Faith, tradition, or prayer, whatever you want to call that invisible force that makes the world go around, whatever it is, if you believe, you can make it happen.

Come on, St. Joe!!!


Montage Monday: To All My Peeps and Friends

22 Apr

“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
I agree Miss Austen. It is not in my nature either. I spent a very jammed packed busy week with so many of these wonderful friends, and I would do anything for them, and they the same for me.

Good Friday started off my weekend baking frenzy. I baked 6 dozen large cupcakes and decorated them for “my peeps” and firemen friends, and 4 dozen mini cupcakes. All were well received, and it was my extreme pleasure to make so many people smile. This makes my heart soar. I don’t do things by halves, more like by the dozens.

A week in a peek.


Easter Sunday: Prayers, Blessings, and Friendship

21 Apr

“Be not forgetful of prayer. Every time you pray, if your prayer is sincere, there will be new feeling and new meaning in it, which will give you fresh courage, and you will understand that prayer is an education.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
It was a strange morning. I left a little earlier than usual for 9o’clock Mass, as it was Easter Sunday, and it was sure to be crowded at St. Gabriel’s. Oh my! Not only was the entire lot jammed, the side grassy areas over the curbs were filled with cars. I drove around a while and couldn’t find a spot. So, I decided to leave, hang out at McDonald’s for a little bit, then catch the next Mass.

As I stood in line at McD’s, I thought, this is crazy. I’ll have the same dilemma later, so I went home, looked up the Mass schedule for St. Michael’s on the east side of town. There was an 11:30 service. Perfect! I arrived a little after 11, had no trouble parking, and it was a beautiful Mass. I’d never been to this church, but always wanted to visit.

As an added bonus, after Mass, I was able to go up next to the altar and light a candle by the statue of Our lady of Guadalupe. Funny candle story… I was looking all over for that long, thin stick, lighter thingy that lights the candle, only to discover a tiny red push button that lights an electrical pretend flame in the votive. Ay, technology! Then, to the right of the Virgin was a St. Joseph statue. Even better. I had my St. Joseph statue in my purse that Sherry gave me that will help me sell my house. I know, I know! it sounds crazy, but it works. If you aren’t familiar with the back story, just look up St. Joseph and selling your house. So, I said my prayer to St. Joseph and will bury him tomorrow.

Our Lady of Guadalupe. She’s a little blurry because I was trying to discreetly take a picture.

I said my special prayer and asked for His blessing.

After church, I was invited to Sherri and Michael Murphy’s for brunch. It was a lovely family gathering, complete with an Easter egg hunt for the grand-kids, and massive quantities of delicious food. I felt just like part of the family. I hope they adopt me because Sherri is a wonderful cook. Then, I stopped to visit Lynne and Charlie who live just a couple streets away.

My day started out a little shaky, but it turned out to be filled with special prayers, blessings, and friendship. Later in the evening, both my sons called and we talked for a long time, making my day truly blessed.