Archive | July, 2014

Sunday: Sometimes It’s Just Not Your Lucky Day

21 Jul

“Do not rely on a rabbit’s foot for luck, after all, it didn’t work out too well for the rabbit.”
Another one of those crash and burn days. Up-down-up-down. I was so optimistic. I found a lucky penny yesterday right underneath my car door when I stopped at the store. Wow! Good sign! Right? I was thinking, “O.K., this is it. This is going to work out.” I woke up this morning with that positive vibe, went to church, came home and went for a long walk, and had lunch.

In a nut shell…thought I had the house sold…didn’t work out…again. Strike two. Back to square one.
Sometimes what appears to be lucky, well, doesn’t always end up that way. When I was out walking the other day, I saw some critter parts in my front yard. It looked like a bunny was torn apart by a coyote or bobcat, and the remains were left behind. All I could think of when I saw the torn off rabbit’s foot was, “This rabbit wasn’t too lucky.”

I know…kinda gross…but poignant. I guess we have to make our own luck.


Saturday: Sit Back and Do Something Special

20 Jul

“I think people who are creative are the luckiest people on earth. I know that there are no shortcuts, but you must keep your faith in something Greater than You, and keep doing what you love. Do what you love, and you will find the way to get it out to the world.”

Judy Collins
Another whirlwind of a day. I got up early and walked about three miles, then went to Saturday Zumba at 9:30-10:30. I didn’t have my usual writing group, so Zumba was a special treat. Then, scramble home, shower, straighten the house for a showing, and get out the door by 11 am. Can you say, “Run around like a mad woman?”

I decided to hang out on the Square, have my yummy yogurt parfait at Snug, visit Dana and Judy at Art on the Veranda, and then paint champagne flutes at Sweet Spot and visit with my buddies there.

Painting glassware is one of my favorite creative pastimes. It is so gratifying to take a plain ol’ glass item and turn it into a work of art. I haven’t painted in so long, mostly because I don’t want to make a mess in the house, but really, I just haven’t been motivated. I’ve been wanting to work on a project for a special gift, and I knew that I could grab my paints and go over to Sweet Spot Bakery, and just hang out and paint. (It’s great to have friends everywhere.)

I sat by the front window, painted champagne flutes, chatted with friends, and watched people walk by.

A few hours later, here is the beautiful finished product. Now, do you see why this is so much fun? I’ve painted hundreds, if not thousands of items. I’ve taught many, many people how to paint wine glasses, vases, ornaments, etc., when they thought they couldn’t. (I’m just a darn good teacher.)

(Close up)
Yes, I think creative people are the luckiest people on earth. I’m going to keep doing what I love and find a way to get it out to the world. Art on the Veranda has dozens of my painted glassware items for sale in their shop. They display work of many local artists, and offer many fun jewelry, painting, and creative classes, including my wine glass painting workshop. Somewhere down the line, after I get my act together, I’d like to offer some in-home painting parties. I think it would be fun to have a bunch of girlfriends over, drink wine, eat snacks, and learn to paint your very own wine glasses. . “I’d like to teach the world to paint, in perfect harmony…” You knew there’d be a song in there somewhere, didn’t ya?


Friday: Finish Each Day Footloose and Fancy Free

19 Jul

“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in, forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day, you shall begin it well and serenely…”
Ralph Waldo Emerson quotes (American Poet, Lecturer and Essayist, 1803-1882)
Friday ALWAYS rolls a round so fast. The cool weather today made it a perfect morning for a long walk. After a few errands and a quick lunch, it was already time to go to Towne Creek for my senior art group. Our dear friend, Krys Watson, came to teach us how to make paper origami fortune cookies. (I forgot to take pictures of her demo and the delicious feast that she brought to share with us.) but, I did take a pic of my finished project.

Another thing I finished was the yummy dessert Krys brought. It was that crushed pretzel, cream cheese/cool whip, jello fruit dessert. (Again, no photo…duh!) But, Krys did catch me licking the spoon.)

After I got home, I remembered that I promised myself to “dance in the kitchen.” So, I decided to “Cut, Footloose.” Yep, Finish each day footloose and fancy free. And always, always…dance in the kitchen.

If you want to join the club, fill in your name and be footloose and fancy free.

Theme Song Thursday

18 Jul

“It should not be denied… that being footloose has always exhilarated us. It is associated in our minds with escape from history and oppression and law and irksome obligations, with absolute freedom, and the road has always led West.”
Wallace Stegner

There’s nothing like watching people singing and dancing to lift your spirits. I had the pleasure of attending the McKinney Summer Musical “FOOTLOOSE,” at McKinney Boyd High School tonight.The dreary rainy evening was forgotten once the exhilarating dancing and spectacular songs rocked the auditorium.

As I’ve mentioned before, I plan to dance in my kitchen and sing show tunes. Life is to short to sit still and mope around all day. This morning I danced, shook and shimmied at Zumba, and this afternoon, I was dancing to “West Side Story, ” in my kitchen. Tomorrow, I’ll dance to “”Footloose.” Give it a try. “Everybody cut….”

Now, you want to cut loose, don’t ya?



Wednesday Words of Wisdom

17 Jul

“I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying. ”
~Oscar Wilde
Well, that’s good to know, Mr.Wilde, because I very rarely understand anything that comes out of my mouth. I must be extremely clever.

These are very wise words, but I tend to cover all of those emotions all in the same day. Presently, I’m living in my past future. Life is a roller coaster. I’m in for a wild ride.


Tuesday: Time For Dance, Time For Tears

16 Jul

“Live your truth. Express your love. Share your enthusiasm. Take action towards your dreams. Walk your talk. Dance and sing to your music. Embrace your blessings. Make today worth remembering.”
― Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
I danced in the kitchen today. I haven’t danced in the kitchen in over a year. It’s been a crappy year. I used to crank up “Los Lonely Boys,” or “Mambo Kings,” or even some classic Broadway show tunes while baking massive quantities of Christmas cookies or just cleaning out the fridge. I would work a little, dance a little, sing a little.

“West Side Story” was my cd of choice today. I was singing, snapping my fingers, and dancing while packing up boxes in the pantry. Finally, I was moving on, moving forward, moving out. Then, the music came to a sudden halt.

The contract on the purchase of my house was terminated, and I had to terminate my option to buy my dream house. My friend/realtor, Linda Grossman, who has gone above and beyond to try and get my house sold and get me into a great house of my own, came over to break the news to me personally. She knew I’d be devastated, so we sat down and had a couple of Black Russians to ease the pain.

I called my sister afterwards, and told her my story about dancing in the kitchen and then about my disappointment. She had some very wise words of advice. She said, “Don’t stop dancing in the kitchen!”

Tomorrow, I’ll keep on keeping on. Tomorrow, I’m going to sing and dance in the kitchen.



Montage Monday

15 Jul

Just because something didn’t work out according to the way you planned it, doesn’t mean it didn’t work out for the best. Blessings are often disguised as pain first.
I’m excited about how things are all falling into place lately. A lot of people have been praying for me, rooting for me and sending wonderful thoughts via the spiritual cyberspace network out there. I’m feeling good. Hopefully in a month or so, I’ll be in my new dream house and have beautiful new dreams! (Keep praying. It ain’t a done deal yet!)

Here’s a week in a peek. Happy and sad events. We lost a wonderful friend and neighbor, but we gathered to celebrate her life. My son just got engaged to a fantastic girl yesterday, and I found my new house and hope this house sale goes smoothly. Life is good!



Sensational Surprise Sunday

14 Jul

― Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild
Instead of my usual Sunday sermon or silliness, I have something sensational to share. Today is my eldest son’s birthday. He’s a great kid and calls me every Sunday without fail. I knew that he was going on vacation with his lovely girlfriend, Lindsay, this week, so I didn’t expect a call. But, to my surprise, he called me in the afternoon to let me know that he had proposed to Lindsay and they plan to get married. I was sitting at Sweet Spot bakery and got soooo excited and emotional, that I cried like a baby. Poor Miss Kathy came over with napkins and touched my shoulder, as she thought something terrible happened. Isn’t that great!

Now, I am a happy mom who wishes a long and happy future for her son and soon-to-be wife. (I didn’t even say, “Finally!”)

Yes, happiness is only real when shared, so I’m sharing my joy with you. Congratulations Joe and Lindsay!



Saturday Sad Songs and Celebration

13 Jul

“If I cannot fly, let me sing.”
― Stephen Sondheim
Second Saturday on the Square. The jam session and sing-a-long at Sweet Spot Bakery tonight, was a celebration of music and life, commemorating the life of Brian Spray. His smiles, music and songs will be missed by all. Brian’s family and friends came to sing and play the music that Brian loved so much.




Friday Fraught With Tradition

12 Jul

“Tradition becomes our security, and when the mind is secure it is in decay.”
― Jiddu Krishnamurti
Let my mind be secure and in decay…that’s OK. Some traditions are worth the price. Friday night always used to be family pizza night for a zillion years, but the kids are gown, gone and far away. The family is not a family any more. So, when my friend, Linda Grossman, invited me to stop and grab a bite after her long day, I thought, “Pizza Friday!” We stopped at Rosati’s Pizza in McKinney, and got their smallest deep dish pepperoni pizza. It was huge!

Nothing will ever taste as good as REAL Chicago deep dish, right out of the brick oven pizza from Uno’s or Lou Malnati’s on “da sout side,” but for a Friday night in McKinney, Texas, it was delish! It was Friday, and almost felt like tradition.