Archive | August, 2015

Friday: Friends That Color Together…(nothing rhymes with color)

22 Aug

We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box.
~Robert Fulghum

Last night I went to a fun coloring book party at Sherri’s house. She invited maybe twenty ladies or so for an evening of snacking, sipping, chatting and coloring. Our friend Pam Robinson-Thompson is the artist and creator of the book ” 50 Shades of Fun; The New Joy of Coloring.  

Oh, but before I went to the party, I had make my funny face brownies. I chopped up Mars bars, Mikky Ways and threw in a handful of chocolate chip, and sprinkled on top of the batter before baking. Yum!

These faces get goofier all the time. 

Sherri is such a gracious hostess and has the most beautiful house. Every corner, wall, and shelf is adorned and decorated with charm. Is’nt she cute!

Here’s what I colored.  

The coloring is very meds tatie and relaxing, especially when you are surrounded with old friends or meeting new ones.  


Theme Song Thursday

21 Aug

Be like a duck, paddling and working very hard inside the water, but what everyone sees is a smiling and calm face.

Manoj Arora, From the Rat Race to Financial Freedom


Just to take the edge off, a little humor and some cute pictures of the ducks in the pond by my house. 

The sad part is, there were 12 little ducklings at first. By the end ofthe summer,  there  might not be that many. Only 6 or 7 now. It’s a tough life being a duck. But, they are family and stick together. The Mamma watches them very closely.   

Wednesday Words: Sharing, Caring, and Learning

20 Aug

Liberty is the right of every man to be honest, to think and to speak without hypocrisy. 

Jose Marti


Last night I attended the McKinney City Council meeting. This was an open session where residents could speak and address the council about any concerns. I had intended on speaking in support of McKinney Mounted Patrol. It looked like it was going to be a busy agenda

After the opening prayer from a local pastor and the pledge of allegiance, the mayor welcomed visitors and asked if anyone wanted to address the council before the session began. I looked around, and no one raised their hand. I was nervous, but I raised my hand and walked up to the podium, stated my name and address, then told the council that I was speaking for hundreds of residents who wanted to keep the mounted patrol in our community. They were part of what makes McKinney unique by nature and the number one place to live in the country. I said , “Thank you” and say down. 

It felt good to speak my mind, but more importantly, I was impressed with the function and workings of the city council. I stayed for the entire  meeting , and I learned a little but about how the city works. I have a greater admiration for the people who devote so much time for their community. 

What a great country we have, where anyone can speak their mind. I was also impressed that our council started with a prayer and the pledge. Everyone should see how their city works if they haven’t had the opportunity.  

STAMP. Support The Awesome Mounted Patrol

Tuesday: Tearful Dawns and Trepidation

19 Aug

Sometimes we have to soak ourselves in the tears and fears of the past to water our future gardens.” ― Suzy Kassem


You cannot control the tears or the fears that haunt your restless dreams.

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Just when I thought the endless mornings of waking to tear filled eyes and tear stained pillows were over, no such luck. I still can’t remember the majority of my dreams like I used to years ago. Perhaps this is a blessing. 

I have no idea what I was dreaming about when I woke up crying this morning. That’s good, right? All I know is, my waking hours have been filled with unpleasant painful thoughts and trepidation. That’s why I walk and run so much. That’s why I write every day. It helps to distract me with beautiful sunrises and sunsets. The sweat and racing heart helps to remind me that I’m alive and that I’m amazing. The writing helps me focus on what is beautiful in my life. 

I’m afraid that only time, the truth, and telling my story will release me from this endless curse. I WILL TELL MY STORY!

I’m ready to walk through the fire. 

Montage Monday: Summer

18 Aug

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.— Wallace Stevens


The heat is still here, but that’s OK. I don’t mind it too much. I got up and out the door by 7:10 to walk/run. I had a 9:15 doctor appointment, went over to Zelda’s and walked her neighborhood, Olive Garden for lunch, then we went to see the movie, The Gift. (Pretty entertaining, a little suspense, I didn’t fall asleep.) Then a few hours with bills , emails, now my blog, followed by an evening walk as soon as I get done here. It’s getting dark, I better hurry. Happy Monday!

It’s been a long hot summer! It’s Texas…we ain’t done yet!


Sunday Sermon with a Sunrise and a Sunset 

16 Aug

There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it. Change the story, change the world.
~Terry Pratchett


OK, I think I’m losing it. This week’s Gospel sounded exactly like last week’s. But, I was distracted by all the announcements, and another baptism, and discussing Martin, our seminarian ‘s, last day at St . Gabriel’s. Martin is going back to complete his studies before being ordained. 

I enjoy going to Mass on Sunday. Families and friends gather to show their respect and appreciation for their blessings. Miss Virginia and Mr. Joe always save me a seat. We hug and chat before Mass starts. Today, Miss Virginia brought me some fresh okra from her garden. 

So, when Martin spoke after the Gospel, saying his goodbyes and asking for our continued prayers, he talked about family. A family isn’t just about your blood relatives, but also the people your heart embraced through friendship. We were his family. True. 


My day started out with an early morning walk /run before Mass. A beautiful sunrise welcomed my day. 

Here’s my glorious sunset from last night. You have to admit, there’s something magical about Mother Nature. 

Spectacular !

“The sun coming up everyday is a story.”


Saturday: Sometimes Scary Isn’t So Scary After All

16 Aug

Goals that are not written down are just wishes.
Unknown Quotes Author

Everyone has their own little quirks, fears, and that bucket list of things they want to do. I’m afraid of water. Not just afraid, but scared to death. I did face my fears, and actually took to sessions of Terrified of Water at the YMCA over twenty years ago. Still terrified, but at least I tried. 

I have a bucket list of small things and big things I want to do, and I’m trying to check them off. 

Today, I checked off a little one. I’ve never gone to a movie by myself. Most people would think that was a crazy thing to be scared of, but I was. 

To me, going to a movie by myself confirmed the fact that I was alone. Movie going was always a special family activity.  Memories can be overwhelming. WE always went to the movies together. WE went when the kids were little. WE went when the kids were older.  We saw hundreds of movies together. WE went when the kids grew up and were gone. WE aren’t WE anymore. WE are not a family anymore. HE threw that all away for a HO. (More on that next week.)

So today, I went to see  “Ricki and the Flash.” I enjoyed it , and I thought Meryl Streep was great. I sat alone in the middle of the big dark theatre, and I was a little nervous at first. But, I did ok. I was surrounded by couples and friends on their Saturday movie night outing. I was alone, but I was ok. 

It took a long time to stop saying “WE.” Sometimes it still slips out, but “I” catch myself. I will be ok and I’ll go to the movies alone again sometime. After all, I checked it off my bucket list.

I still have a long list for my bucket. 


Friday With My Artsy-Fartsy Friends

15 Aug

“The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity.” ~Alberto Giacometti 


It’s a blessing to be an artist, but if your friends are artists too, your entire world is surrounded with color, excitement, and creativity. 

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Yesterday was the first Fall meeting of the Art Club of McKinney after our summer break. This is my favorite meeting. Everyone brings “show and tell , ” and talks about what they’ve been working on or what art shows they’re in. This club has the most amazing and talented artists. The best part is, all these folks are so friendly, kind and generous, and I’m proud to call them friends. 

When I went up front to talk about my art, I said, “Let me take a picture of you for my blog. I haven’t been doing much art, but I write every day”

I did say that I’ve taught a few paint on wine glasses classes, and “I don’t consider myself a great artist, but man…I’m a great teacher.” They all laughed, but it’s true. I dabble in too many things.  Some of my work…

The best part about artsy friends is, you get the greatest birthday and Christmas presents ever.  


Theme Song Thursday: A Beautiful Morning

14 Aug

A smile is a way of writing your thoughts on your face, telling others that they are accepted, liked and appreciated. So here’s a big smile just for you. Good Morning!
~ Unknown


Here’s a big smile for you! It may not be morning when you read this, but I’m sending you a smile anyway.

This morning, on my early walk/jog, I found, not only a lucky penny, but also a quarter. I had only taken a few steps down the street when I looked down and saw the coins. That started out my day with a smile, not to mention, 26 cents richer. 

And it was a beautiful cooler morning, so I did my five circuits around the pond and neighborhood. ( keeping up my inspirational theme from yesterday.)

Here’s the theme song for today.

I always liked this song. 

Have a great day! When you wake up in the morning, think about the song and hum it to yourself, or better yet, sing it out loud. Don’t forget, YOU are amazing!

Wednesday Words of Wisdom: Inspiration

13 Aug

“Learn and grow all you can; serve and befriend all you can; enrich and inspire all you can.”~ William Arthur Ward


The greatest honor one can receive is to be told that you are an inspiration. 

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Through all the painful hurdles, falling down, and  picking myself back up again, the one thing I am most proud of is my determination. When I set a goal for myself, I always complete it. 

My recent goal has been to keep up with my walking and exercise, even in this hot Texas weather. It’s way too easy to just give up and say it’s too dang hot. I’ve been going to kickboxing on Monday  and Friday, then Zumba  on Tuesday and Thursday at the YMCA. Wednesday is my non-Y day. The perfect opportunity to sleep late, but I can’t sleep anyway, so I set my alarm for 7 am. 

This morning was going to be a little cooler, so I was dressed and out the door by 7:15. I’ve added a little running to my walking routine. I walk a couple of blocks, then run around the pond, walk, then run, and keep going until I can’t go anymore. The last few times, I’ve managed four circuits, or about an hour. (Not bad for an old broad.)

But then, look at this beautiful view I have every day. 

There were several people out walking this morning, as opposed to the solitude on the scorching hot days. As I pass people walking their dog, or pushing a stroller, I always wave or say hi. 

Something pretty cool happened today. I was running around the pond, and I said, “Mornin'” to a young woman walking, all geared up with headphones, and a brisk gait. She replied the same with a smile and a wave. We continued in our opposite directions. About an hour later, as I ran past her with a slight wave for the fourth time, she took off her headphones as I passed, and said, “You are an inspiration!”

Wow!!! I said, “Why, thank you,” and continued my run around the pond, followed by my two block walk. Me, an inspiration to a neighbor? She must have seen me out on my daily walks before, and I was so honored that she took the time out to tell me that I inspired her. How cool is that? I actually got a little misty under my sunglasses.

Needless to say, I didn’t go home after my fourth loop around the neighborhood as usual. I continued to walk, then run a fifth lap around the pond, then walk back home to cool down. I was pumped.  After all, I AM AN INSPIRATION!