Archive | August, 2014

Wednesday Words of Wisdom

21 Aug

When a thing is done, its done. Dont look back. Look forward to whats coming next.
~ Unknown
Just two little words for today, “IT’S DONE!”

Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words.

I took out the trash this morning, it was trash day. It’s done.

Tuesday: Timeless Treasures and Feathers

20 Aug

“It is your omen, only you know the meaning. To me, it is but another star in the night.”
― Gerald R. Stanek, The Eighth House

Just when I thought I couldn’t possibly find another feather or luck penny, they start coming out of the woodwork.

Last night, while I was writing my blog, I looked down on my black sweat pants and noticed something white. I thought it was lint, but when I picked it up, it was a tiny white feather. Where did it come from?

Today, I was packing up the stuff in the drawers of the night stand next to my bed where I keep my journals and books. While I was grabbing up a few books, notebooks, and pens…a feather.

Then, this was really weird. Under another a pile of books there was a feather by my writing manual and another by some old scattered photos. The picture and the feather tells a story all by itself. I’m not even sure what that sign was all about, but I’m sure it’s a doozy.


My dear friend and BFF, Lin, emailed me just today that she wondered why she hadn’t found any feathers, and low and behold, she found one. I think the deal is, signs don’t come and hit you over the head. You don’t have to search and scour, but just be open to the possibility and they will appear.
“It’s your omen, only you know the meaning.”

Montage Monday: Moving Towards the Finish Line

19 Aug

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could some blunders and absurdities have crept in forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
Packing, packing, packing. It’s almost “D” Day. (Wednesady) There’s a lot to do before “C” Day (closing day Thursday) and “M” moving day, (Saturday) and every time I think I’m getting close to done, there’s another closet, another garage, another drawer of hidden treasures or boxes of memories to pack up. Wish me luck!

Here’s a week in a peek.

Getting closer to the finish line.


Sunday Sermon and Some Thinkin’ Outside the Box

18 Aug

When ideas fail, words come in very handy.
~Johann Wolfgang van Goethe
Today’s Gospel was about the Canaanite woman who pleaded with Jesus to heal her daughter. The disciples said to send her away. Her faith and persistence was so strong that Jesus said,
“O woman, great is your faith!
Let it be done for you as you wish.”
And the woman’s daughter was healed from that hour.

That’s a good lesson for today. Faith, persistence and determination will win out in the end. I like happy endings.

It was a glorious rainy day today. We were blessed with a good storm and some well needed rain. Father even said a special thank you and blessing for the rain at Mass this morning. The storm curtailed my walking, but gave me the momentum to work on some more heavy duty packing. I decided to tackle the closets.

Even though the boys are grown and gone, they each have a room and I still maintain a fully stocked closet of clothing, football, baseball, and hockey jerseys, not to mention all their old books, trophies, toys, diplomas, well, you name it, it’s still here. So, while I was packing up all this stuff, I was trying to think of an easier way to transport all the clothes. (Light bulb moment.)

It would cost a fortune to box up all the clothes in wardrobe boxes to go just 4.5 miles. So, time to think OUTSIDE THE BOX. (Thanks, Leon Krejci who said, “Think outside the box.) I did. When I was looking at those big oversized hockey jerseys, I realized that I could fit 10 to 15 t-shirts or tops inside the jersey, use a twist tie or zip tie around the bundle of hangers, and “voila,” easy transport. Thank goodness I had a lot of hockey jerseys. I used them for all my shirts and tops too. Now, I can just throw the bundles in the car and hang right in the closets.

Zip ties work great.


Go Hawks! Go Wolves!

Piled high into the sky. Miles to go before I rest!


Sitting Around Saturday and Snoopy’s Suggestion

17 Aug

“Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence. Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.”
― Maya Angelou, Wouldn’t Take Nothing for My Journey Now
A very unproductive day today. Did you ever have one of those days? You have so much to do that you throw up your hands and just take the day off?
I walked in the morning, met friends, went to a movie and dinner with Miss Della, then came home and put my feet up.

I’m tired of packing up boxes, looking at boxes and thinking of boxes. So, I’m going to take Snoopy’s advice and rest. Tomorrow is another day.




Friday: Free the Moth and a Funny Phone Call

15 Aug

“Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing”
Christopher Fry quotes (English Writer, 1907-2005)
Last night, a friend came over to pick up an old refrigerator and desk. He had to take the back door of the hinges, leaving the house exposed and open for a couple of hours. All kinds of flying insects decided to come join the party. A big ol’ black moth fluttered in. I tried to shoo him out, but he didn’t cooperate.

This morning, old Mr. Moth lay lifeless by the back door. I carefully picked him up and set him outside on the cool pavement. He flapped his wings a bit, so I was relieved. When I got home from my walk, no moth in sight. Ah! Saved to fly another day. I like to think that I have a gentle heart and a caring soul for all God’s creatures. (Scorpions and snakes the exception. They can be outside, just not in my house.)

My analogy is, sometimes we get attracted to the light, like the moth, and we flutter about through life, crashing into the glass, thrashing about. Hopefully there will be someone to pick you up when you lay helpless on the ground. I’ve been that moth!

Now, my funny phone call… I spent half the day calling electric, gas, phone, and city utilities to change service before I move next week. It was taking FOREVER. I tried doing a few online, but that was taking even longer. Existing accounts said they didn’t recognize my number etc. Well, after three or for hours of exasperating calls and “your wait time will be 17 minutes,” I called the City of McKinney services and they said, “No, you need to call this other number.” So, I jotted down the number and called. Someone answered and mumbled something. I asked, “Is this water billing? I’m moving and have to transfer my service.” A friendly voice on the other end said, “No. You’re probably looking for City of McKinney.” As the soft voice continued, it sounded very familiar. Hmmm?

I asked, “Your voice sounds familiar. Is this Miss Gilda?” Well, it turned out to be my friend, Gilda Garza who works at a different agency. What a small world. I had transposed one number when dialing. But, the good news is, I got to chat with Gilda a few minutes and catch up before trudging along with my phone calls. A nice break.


Theme Song Thursday: Luck

15 Aug

“Learn to recognize good luck when it’s waving at you, hoping to get your attention.”
― Sally Koslow
This week has been laden with lucky signs. Last night I found a shiny lucky penny on my evening walk, but earlier in the week, I found three feathers at the bottom of a dresser drawer when I was cleaning it out. It was kinda weird and optimistic at the same time. Then, I found two feathers at the bottom of a drawer in the dining room the next day. One morning, there was a feather on the street and one on the grass nearby, almost like an arrow pointing to Sheila Johnson’s house. The next morning, Sheila was watering her plants, so I stopped to chat with her and told her about the feathers.

I’m very superstitious and believe in signs. There have been a lot of signs. I know they are all good and supposed to comfort and guide me. I just wish they could be a little more explicit. Maybe I need talking signs. Maybe even singing show tune type signs. I have been listening to my Sinatra CD in the car a lot. I love to sing along with this one…perhaps a sign.


Well, they call you lady luck
But there is room for doubt
At times you have a very un-lady-like way
Of running out
Your on this date with me
And the pickin’s have been lush
And yet before the evening is over
You might give me the brush
You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay
And so the best that I can do is pray
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you’ve ever been a lady to begin with
Please be a lady tonight
Luck let a gentleman see
Just how nice a dame you can be
I know the way you’ve treated
All those girls before me
Please be a lady with me
A lady doesn’t leave her escort
It isn’t fair, and it isn’t nice
A lady doesn’t wander all over the room
And then blow on some other guys dice
Why do we keep [Incomprehensible] eyes
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me, baby
I’m the fella you came in with
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck let a gentleman see
Just how nice a dame you can be
I know the way you’ve treated
Other guys you’ve been with
Luck be a lady with me
A lady never flirts with strangers
She have a heart, she’ll be nice
A lady doesn’t wander all over the room
And then blow on some other guys dice
So why don’t we keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight, no way
Stick with me, baby
I’m the guy that you came in with
Luck be a lady
Luck be a lady, luck be a lady
This very night, this night
Be a lady

Read more: Frank Sinatra – Luck Be A Lady Lyrics | MetroLyrics



Lucky feathers.


Lucky pennies.

Wednesday: What’s Up With That

14 Aug

“In the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy and confusion.”
― Ishmael Beah, A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier
I started my day with an early morning walk. It was quite refreshing before the sun had a chance to scorch up the day. A strange whooshing sound filled the air as I trudged my way up the hill. When I looked up, there was a colorful hot air balloon sliding across the clear blue sky. That must be an exhilarating feeling, to soar above the tree tops, looking down at the ant-like creatures below. What a feeling of freedom! But, on the other hand, I’m a Capricorn, an old goat, and I like to keep my feet planted firmly on the ground. You’ll never catch me up in one of those things! WHAT’S UP WITH THAT?

There may be answers and explanations in the sky, but I’m content to simply gaze up at the heavens… at least until I get up there on my own.



Teamwork Tuesday

13 Aug

“Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much”
― Helen Keller
McKinney Creative Community meets the second Tuesday of each month at SPARC Art School, Art Gallery. SPARC (St. Peter’s Artist Run Community) – SPARC is a new ministry of St. Peter’s in McKinney, Texas. A very diverse group of creative and talented people meet to share ideas, hospitality, and some very good food.

The group has grown in numbers, but also it’s vitality. There’s a special energy you can feel in this room of creative people, all wanting to share their ideas and dreams of making McKinney a flourishing artistic communty.

Today, we discussed how important social media and networking is to any community group. I love sharing all the wonderful things about McKinney and all the beautiful people in this charming city. McKinney Creative Community is a great place to meet artistic, talented souls and become part of a team, “Together we can do much,”






Montage Monday: A Week in a Peek

12 Aug

“When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not ready. The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back. A week is more than enough time for us to decide whether or not to accept our destiny.”
Paulo Coelho
A week needs to be at least ten days long to get everything done, maybe an extra Saturday and Sunday along the way. Well, another seven days flew by, again. A week in a peek.

I’m not a big fan of Monday!