Archive | May, 2014

Tuesday: Taking Time To Say Thank You

21 May

When a man becomes a fireman his greatest act of bravery has been accomplished. What he does after that is all in the line of work.
~Edward F. Croker
The charming seniors at Towne Creek Apartments hosted their second annual appreciation lunch for the McKinney firefighters. They spent the morning decorating, cooking, baking and preparing for the festivities. Everyone cheered each time another group of firemen and administrators stopped by. It was nice to see the handsome men in blue for a celebration instead of the many emergency situations. Yes, it was nice to say thank you.





After sharing a wonderful lunch of homemade salads, beans, pasta, pies, cakes and some delicious Dickey’s barbecue, there was a ton of yummy food left over. So, we packed it all up in dozens of containers and Miss Nelma and I drove over to three different fire stations that were unable to attend the lunch, and dropped of a huge bag of food. Each station was extremely appreciative.

Firefighter Rice over at Station#1 and Miss Nelma.

Firefighter Hendricks at Station #2

A group photo with the guys at Station #5. These are my guys. They’ve seen many a brownie or cupcake.

It was a full day of appreciation and saying thank you to those who do so much for us. Thanks guys and gals in blue!

Montage Monday: Time and Change

20 May

“They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.”
― Andy Warhol, The Philosophy of Andy Warhol
Another week with friends, art, painting, walking, talking and procrastinating. A lot of procrastinating. But, on Monday, when I look back at all the photos taken just in one short week, it’s hard to decide which ones to share. Yep, time flies when you’re having fun. (Even when you’re not having fun.)



Sunday Sights, Sounds and Sweet Things

19 May

I spent some time on the Square this afternoon. I had a little lunch at Snug, visited with some friends, did some people watching, Then, I remembered that my friend, local artist Anne Royer had arranged a painting/music gathering at the Heard Craig Center for the Arts, at the Carriage House. Keyboardist William Foley played such beautiful music while Anne and friends painted and sketched. It was a gorgeous day. Some beautiful sights and sounds.


Wasn’t that lovely!

Now, for the sweet things. My “sweet” friend, Elizabeth Farmer, from Sweet Spot Bakery gifted me with twenty delicious cupcakes to share with my senior friends at Towne Creek. Miss Nelma, who just got back from a scary hospital stay, was thrilled when I knocked at her door bearing cupcakes.

Thank you miss Elizabeth and Miss Kathy for your constant generosity,

Saturday: Set in My Good Old Fashioned Ways

18 May

“Good, old-fashioned ways keep hearts sweet, heads sane, hands busy.”
― Louisa May Alcott
Growing older can be difficult or it can be beautiful, it all depends how you look at it. There is also something to be said for the good, old-fashioned ways of our ancestors. Life was simpler back then. What’s wrong with simple? What’s wrong with old-fashioned?

I like to think of myself as good, old-fashioned girl. And there’s nothing wrong with good either. I appreciate antiques, old movies, old songs, and all things vintage. They have a history, a silent story that goes untold. Everyone and everything has a story.

Today, I had the pleasure of walking around the Square, visiting with friends, and enjoying a simple afternoon. Later, the charming Kay Griffith, stopped by Sweet Spot Bakery to play a few tunes on an old piano that found its way to the shop. Miss Kay is a lovely, talented old-fashioned girl. We sat around and sang a few old tunes, just like they did in the good-old days. Remember when people sat around a piano and sang? Now, people sit around and stare at their cell phones or are hooked up to iPods.


Then, to top off the old-fashioned day, this fun old vintage car was parked outside of Art On The Veranda. I snapped a picture and imagined how the Square must have looked a hundred years ago, and wondered what people were doing back then. Maybe I was just born in the wrong century. I’m set in my good-old fashioned ways.



Friday: 502 Days and Counting

17 May

“Desire is the key to motivation, but it’s determination and commitment to an unrelenting pursuit of your goal – a commitment to excellence – that will enable you to attain the success you seek.”
― Mario Andretti
When I started writing this blog on January 1, 2013, my lofty goal was to try and find something to write about for 365 consecutive days. I wasn’t sure at first if it was possible, but I knew when I put my mind to do something, anything, by golly, I do it.

So, as the year flew by, and the original challenge became a rewarding ritual, I found that I needed to write every day. I was determined to find something profound, funny, sad, or informative to share. It made each day an adventure and worth living, from the wonderful sunny days, down to those dark, devastating, I want to stay curled up in my bed and cry days. I’ve had them all and shared them all with you, my friends, family and strangers.

So now, 502 days and 16,682 views later, I am as exhilarated and motivated as I was that first day. WOW! That’s amazing! Thank you all SO MUCH for all the kind responses, likes, and views. Mr. Andretti was right. I have achieved success.




Theme Song Thursday: A Little Party Never Killed Nobody

16 May

“Just remember, there comes a time when the party isn’t a party anymore; it’s your life.”
― Doug Cooper, Outside In
What’s your definition of partying? There comes a time in your life when you realize that partying is not about getting drunk and acting stupid. It’s doing fun, happy things that brightens your spirit, and doesn’t harm anyone. It’s your life.

I love going to Zumba. We dance our little booties off, laugh, sweat and get a great workout. That’s my idea of partying. But then again, I’m getting kinda old. “A Little Party Never Killed Nobody.” Nope, a little party should be totally awesome. Here’s a snippet of today’s partying at the YMCA.



That’s another great idea. After a lot of good, clean, healthy partying, time to take a nap.

Wednesday Words of Wisdom

15 May

In good times, your friends get to know who you are. In bad times, you get to know who your friends are.
Xuan Ta
It’s always wonderful to get together with friends, and I happen to be blessed with soooo many fantastic, fun, creative, and caring friends. Today, a few of us got together for lunch and then went back to Lynne’s house to do some glass painting. Creating and painting beautiful things is very therapeutic. Well, I’ll let the pictures tell the story.

Sherry and Lynne had fun playing with glass paint.

Sherry’s masterpieces.

Lynne’s cute classic daisies.

Everything’s coming up roses when I paint. Very fun afternoon, lunch with Karen, Terry, Sherry and Lynne, then painting with Sherry and Lynne.Thanks girls. You turned a tough day into a great day.


Tenacious Tuesday

14 May

“The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper tigers. You can do anything you decide to do. You can act to change and control your life; and the procedure , the process is its own reward.”
Amelia Earhart
Today was a very tenacious Tuesday. I was busier than a horsefly at a rodeo. Call Mom, straighten the house a little, Zumba at 8:30, scramble home, shower, cut up and package brownies, gather art supplies and paints for Tuesday tea time, and be out of the house by 11:45 am. (I’m tired already.)

Whenever I bake a double batch of brownies, I take a container over to Fire Station 5. They always appreciate a sweet little treat from a sweet little old lady. Paramedic Floyd looks pretty happy.

Then, off to McKinney’s Sweet Spot Bakery for tea time, treats and tunes. Miss Kay, Karen and I had our ukuleles, and we strummed a few tunes. Miss Kay played, Karen and I held down the C chord and pretended to play. During our intermission, we worked on painting daisy notecards and on glass votive candles. They did a great job.

Sherry always masters each project.

Miss Kay loves learning new things.

Karen can play a mean C chord and paint a mean candle. Mandy left before I could snap a picture.
I hung out until 5:30, then off too McKinney Creative Community pot luck at SPARC. That’s what the other batch of brownies was for. This is a great group of writers, artists, teachers and other creative people that meets the second Tuesday of each month. After chatting, socializing, and eating, we sit around in a big circle, taking turns introducing ourselves and sharing “what’s new and good.” It’s a great networking group, plus, there’s always good food and conversation.



It was a twelve hour tenacious Tuesday. Always crazy busy, always crazy fun.


Montage Monday

12 May

“Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!”
Anne Frank
Another week slipped by with a blink of an eye. It was a good week, culminating with Mother’s Day flowers from my boys and phone calls. I’m hoping this next week will hold some good days and some good news.

Today is a rainy Monday. “Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.” Not really, but the song always pops in my head. We desperately need the rain here in north Texas, so everyone is lovin’ it.



Let’s hope so!

A Special Mother’s Day Sunday

12 May

“As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.”
― Kristin Hannah, Summer Island
What a beautiful quote. It represents my thoughts exactly. My mother is the sun and the moon! We talk on the phone everyday, and I can’t imagine starting my day without her sweet voice and soft giggles. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!


This morning at 9o’clock Mass, there was also a baptism of two baby girls. The entire congregation celebrated the welcoming of these two young souls into the arms of Christianity. I thought of my two sons on their baptismal days. It takes many people to raise a child. I also realized that mothers are more than just women who gave us life. There are all those grandmothers, aunts, godmothers, nurses, doctors, teachers and friends who nurture each child. And believe me, a woman’s heart and love cannot be equalled.


When I got home, I had a missed call from Joe. We played phone tag a couple of times, but then we finally got to talk. I thanked him for the flowers he sent and he thanked me for being a great mom. Later, Matt called and asked if I received his flowers. I hadn’t, but as we spoke the doorbell rang, and there they were. I live for the phone calls, to hear their voices, to share their days.

My sons are far away, but tucked close to my heart every day. Mother’s Day is everyday when you have an amazing mother and are blessed with wonderful children. And today, I have beautiful flowers everywhere to brighten my day.